<?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-3936378798482899234</id><updated>2012-01-15T13:27:00.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Radich Ramblings...</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my attempt at blogging.  I may do this for a couple of days and hate it or I may find that I really enjoy it.  Who knows?!?!?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-5066445733735470075</id><published>2011-01-23T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T23:26:50.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 and Beyond :)</title><content type='html'>I have been thinking about several things during the last couple of weeks regarding family life, spirtual life, my attitude towards my family and others.&amp;nbsp; It is late right now but you can expect a blog from me tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-5066445733735470075?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5066445733735470075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=5066445733735470075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/5066445733735470075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/5066445733735470075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-and-beyond.html' title='2011 and Beyond :)'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-7846104759574555446</id><published>2009-02-20T16:27:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:37:20.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathetic</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's pretty pathetic that I have not posted since October. Lots has happened in that amount of time so I have been busy, busy! Chloe and Cayla are thoroughly enjoying being big sisters. EJ is such a good baby and they love to kiss on him. He loves to smile at his sisters, daddy and ESPECIALLY his mommy. :) I am vowing to try to post at least one thing on here everyday but that's not likely to happen. In the meantime, enjoy these pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hGHhzDkI/AAAAAAAAAPA/-7Tby-iY8WY/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304995275049471554" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hGHhzDkI/AAAAAAAAAPA/-7Tby-iY8WY/s200/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hGOFIiuI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GBBoGjaHpAE/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304995276808293090" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hGOFIiuI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GBBoGjaHpAE/s200/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hGNYP3-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/CMqZFoRZSZM/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304995276620029922" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hGNYP3-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/CMqZFoRZSZM/s200/19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hGPfB59I/AAAAAAAAAPY/59fB5pSERMM/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304995277185345490" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hGPfB59I/AAAAAAAAAPY/59fB5pSERMM/s200/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hGYu4DpI/AAAAAAAAAPg/D68oUaXrhqc/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304995279667728018" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hGYu4DpI/AAAAAAAAAPg/D68oUaXrhqc/s200/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hkW5cluI/AAAAAAAAAPo/frwp4GGuPmw/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304995794571269858" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hkW5cluI/AAAAAAAAAPo/frwp4GGuPmw/s200/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hklz9dRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/EsMVuO55DV4/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304995798574789906" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hklz9dRI/AAAAAAAAAQI/EsMVuO55DV4/s200/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8iAhnpdrI/AAAAAAAAAQg/abFc6VtEepI/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304996278485743282" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8iAhnpdrI/AAAAAAAAAQg/abFc6VtEepI/s200/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hkXOqqaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DSGxLM5SOkc/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304995794660272546" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hkXOqqaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/DSGxLM5SOkc/s200/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hkY3S-kI/AAAAAAAAAQA/IDwba9I4MAk/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304995795099122242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hkY3S-kI/AAAAAAAAAQA/IDwba9I4MAk/s200/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hkXD1w_I/AAAAAAAAAPw/YYmMdML2cB8/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304995794614862834" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hkXD1w_I/AAAAAAAAAPw/YYmMdML2cB8/s200/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8iATMvA3I/AAAAAAAAAQY/UBz12-8Chqo/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304996274614764402" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8iATMvA3I/AAAAAAAAAQY/UBz12-8Chqo/s200/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8iAaC-W1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hhDuA581oYE/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304996276452875090" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8iAaC-W1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hhDuA581oYE/s200/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-7846104759574555446?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7846104759574555446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=7846104759574555446' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/7846104759574555446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/7846104759574555446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2009/02/pathetic.html' title='Pathetic'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/SZ8hGHhzDkI/AAAAAAAAAPA/-7Tby-iY8WY/s72-c/9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-6291881429725807008</id><published>2008-10-17T10:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T10:19:10.911-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My husband :)</title><content type='html'>I have the MOST WONDERFUL HUSBAND&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EVER!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This weekend I will be gone with my girlfriends on our annual girls weekend. I am so excited and have looked forward to it since I got home after the trip last year. Eric has not grumbled or pouted or anything about me being gone this weekend while he has the girls all by himself. He is such a good daddy. He loves our girls more than words can express. He is also being a good daddy and taking them to a 4 year old's birthday party tomorrow. It's a dress up fairy princess party....sounds manly, huh? I do not know what other things they have planned but I heard them mention watching a movie and eating popcorn and all sleeping in our bed. I know they will have a fantastic time. I will miss them all soooooo much but I will enjoy some time away with my bestest friends.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SPieolXp3II/AAAAAAAAAMk/v6b4HKPKip8/s1600-h/DSC02930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258126985018334338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SPieolXp3II/AAAAAAAAAMk/v6b4HKPKip8/s200/DSC02930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This pic was taken at the World of Coke in Atlanta.  This was the anniversary celebration weekend mentioned a few posts back.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-6291881429725807008?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6291881429725807008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=6291881429725807008' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/6291881429725807008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/6291881429725807008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-husband.html' title='My husband :)'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/SPieolXp3II/AAAAAAAAAMk/v6b4HKPKip8/s72-c/DSC02930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-7272511325645451448</id><published>2008-10-17T10:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T10:08:14.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cayla's bday Party</title><content type='html'>Cayla had a fantastic bday party!! She had such a great time and has enjoyed the gifts. Unfortunately, I only took a couple of pics. :( Bad mom.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SPicJYdpPlI/AAAAAAAAAMc/HfPjgAwzgFI/s1600-h/DSC02957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258124249954598482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SPicJYdpPlI/AAAAAAAAAMc/HfPjgAwzgFI/s200/DSC02957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SPicACN9HJI/AAAAAAAAAMU/0EC8a34GJpY/s1600-h/DSC02947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258124089364389010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SPicACN9HJI/AAAAAAAAAMU/0EC8a34GJpY/s200/DSC02947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3936378798482899234-7272511325645451448?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7272511325645451448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=7272511325645451448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/7272511325645451448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/7272511325645451448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2008/10/caylas-bday-party.html' title='Cayla&apos;s bday Party'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/SPicJYdpPlI/AAAAAAAAAMc/HfPjgAwzgFI/s72-c/DSC02957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-3363218923114407766</id><published>2008-10-10T12:15:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T12:24:47.038-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Tag</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by my friend to post the 6th picture in the 6th folder of "My Pictures". So, here it is. This was way back when Chloe was about 4 months old and Eric was in Iraq. Chloe loved to look at his picture. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SO-ARalzk3I/AAAAAAAAAME/V1OTzQIF91k/s1600-h/121_2107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255560326848680818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SO-ARalzk3I/AAAAAAAAAME/V1OTzQIF91k/s200/121_2107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This next one was actually the 7th but I had to share it too. She would also kiss the picture. It was adorable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SO-AhQKX0tI/AAAAAAAAAMM/SKWWnCmZtM4/s1600-h/121_2110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255560598927168210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SO-AhQKX0tI/AAAAAAAAAMM/SKWWnCmZtM4/s200/121_2110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next step in the Picture tag is for me to tag 6 people to also post their 6th picture in their 6th folder in their "My Documents." I tag &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amanda H, Julie P, Haley P, Meredith H, Christy S, and Carrie Anne R.  Thanks for participating!!  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-3363218923114407766?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3363218923114407766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=3363218923114407766' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/3363218923114407766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/3363218923114407766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2008/10/picture-tag.html' title='Picture Tag'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/SO-ARalzk3I/AAAAAAAAAME/V1OTzQIF91k/s72-c/121_2107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-534803332030211630</id><published>2008-10-06T16:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:03:25.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Happy Day!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to Cayla!!  I can't believe my baby girl is 2 years old!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-534803332030211630?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/534803332030211630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=534803332030211630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/534803332030211630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/534803332030211630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-happy-day.html' title='Oh Happy Day!'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-5083332665282505615</id><published>2008-10-02T09:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T14:31:10.178-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Check this out!!</title><content type='html'>One of my friends from church is having a book giveaway on her blog. Check it out!! Actually, don't check it out because I want to win! HEEHEE!! :) &lt;a href="http://christylashea.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://christylashea.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am not a person that is really into politics but thought this was interesting.  It is a quiz to see which candidate you match up with.    &lt;a title="http://abcnews.go.com/politics/MatchoMatic/fullpage?id=" href="http://abcnews.go.com/politics/MatchoMatic/fullpage?id=5542139"&gt;http://abcnews.go.com/politics/MatchoMatic/fullpage?id=5542139&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-5083332665282505615?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5083332665282505615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=5083332665282505615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/5083332665282505615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/5083332665282505615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2008/10/check-this-out.html' title='Check this out!!'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-2907748021748479084</id><published>2008-09-17T20:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:04:16.014-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome...</title><content type='html'>God is so AWESOME!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-2907748021748479084?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2907748021748479084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=2907748021748479084' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/2907748021748479084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/2907748021748479084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2008/09/awesome.html' title='Awesome...'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-1010574959113438852</id><published>2008-08-05T12:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T10:56:43.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Woman</title><content type='html'>This is my attempt at sharing something that happened this weekend. Here is a little background information first. Eric and I celebrated our 7 YEAR anniversary on July 21st. We decided that we would go out to eat on the actual day but do something nicer this past weekend. Eric planned everything and it was such an awesome surprise. He planned for us to spend Saturday night at the Hyatt Regency in downtown Atlanta. He also had tickets for us to go to the World of Coke on Saturday and tickets to go to the Aquarium on Sunday. He had thought ahead and found a restaurant that we love (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kiku&lt;/span&gt; Japanese steakhouse) nearby that we would eat at Saturday night. I was thrilled that he planned all of this. Saturday morning we got up, went to eat at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;IHOP&lt;/span&gt; and then headed to Atlanta. We arrived at the Hyatt and went in to check in. I stood over in the lobby area near the reservation desk (still visible to the desk) while Eric was at the desk.&lt;br /&gt;Here is what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric: "I am here to check in." *Hands her his ID*&lt;br /&gt;The Lady working at the desk: "Is this **** your correct address?"&lt;br /&gt;Eric: "No, I have moved since then."&lt;br /&gt;The Lady: *Looking at her computer at the reservation information* "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so this *** is your current address?"&lt;br /&gt;Eric: "No, actually that is my mom's. She reserved this room for me so I could keep it a secret from my wife"&lt;br /&gt;The Lady: "Oh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;" *Looking at him strangely*&lt;br /&gt;From there they continue the registration process and Eric walks over to me and we head towards the elevator. He said "I bet that lady is looking at us funny." I asked him why and he explained the conversation that he had with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure she was looking at us funny. She probably thought I was his girlfriend that he was keeping a secret from his wife. She probably had 3 things going through her mind.&lt;br /&gt;1) That poor wife doesn't know what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;2) That poor girlfriend (keep in mind that I am 5 months pregnant and it is very noticeable!)&lt;br /&gt;3) What kind of mother does that guy have that would reserve hotel rooms for him to take his mistress girlfriend to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt;. I asked him why he didn't correct himself and say it was a SURPRISE FOR HIS WIFE when he realized what she thought. His response "Oh well, it doesn't matter!" MEN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-1010574959113438852?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1010574959113438852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=1010574959113438852' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/1010574959113438852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/1010574959113438852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/other-woman.html' title='The Other Woman'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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-3936378798482899234.post-902573560256537940</id><published>2008-08-01T13:31:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T13:44:29.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Beyond Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There are no words to describe how blessed I am. Look at these two beautiful, perfect, loving, amazing, funny, and perfect (oops, did I already say that) little girls that God has given me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SJNJx06DCKI/AAAAAAAAALc/OIbLZ9HyG6Y/s1600-h/test.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229604712671807650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SJNJx06DCKI/AAAAAAAAALc/OIbLZ9HyG6Y/s200/test.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SJNKZsdBMoI/AAAAAAAAALk/-axGMyaRDRk/s1600-h/hpsc203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229605397597336194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SJNKZsdBMoI/AAAAAAAAALk/-axGMyaRDRk/s200/hpsc203.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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SJNKjepWrUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/kRWU60HmZdo/s1600-h/hpsc200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229605565689670978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SJNKjepWrUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/kRWU60HmZdo/s200/hpsc200.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SJNKfdgzWbI/AAAAAAAAALs/oHW-ebYAjkE/s1600-h/hpsc201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229605496665889202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SJNKfdgzWbI/AAAAAAAAALs/oHW-ebYAjkE/s200/hpsc201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SJNJPZvC2UI/AAAAAAAAALM/6Y4ab_WTiYE/s1600-h/DSC02918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229604121262348610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SJNJPZvC2UI/AAAAAAAAALM/6Y4ab_WTiYE/s200/DSC02918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is an awesome swimmer!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SJNLWgPDPMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/dH-azabwu58/s1600-h/DSC02908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229606442289544386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SJNLWgPDPMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/dH-azabwu58/s200/DSC02908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She loves to swim but was just resting for a minute.&lt;br /&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;/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/3936378798482899234-902573560256537940?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/902573560256537940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=902573560256537940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/902573560256537940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/902573560256537940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2008/08/blessed-beyond-words.html' title='Blessed Beyond Words'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/SJNJx06DCKI/AAAAAAAAALc/OIbLZ9HyG6Y/s72-c/test.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-4407256952757722071</id><published>2008-07-03T09:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T09:24:58.578-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultrasound Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SGzS6S-buxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/-mZKtZ9G-38/s1600-h/hpsc211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218777967183510290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SGzS6S-buxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/-mZKtZ9G-38/s200/hpsc211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Profile Picture&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SGzTBedNnOI/AAAAAAAAALE/uFkIyPuAYYE/s1600-h/hpsc212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218778090524482786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SGzTBedNnOI/AAAAAAAAALE/uFkIyPuAYYE/s200/hpsc212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Showing us that he is indeed...a BOY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-4407256952757722071?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4407256952757722071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=4407256952757722071' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/4407256952757722071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/4407256952757722071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/ultrasound-pics.html' title='Ultrasound Pics'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/SGzS6S-buxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/-mZKtZ9G-38/s72-c/hpsc211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-4037091996683870438</id><published>2008-07-02T21:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:23:56.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;BOY!!!!  We are so excited.  His name will be Eric James Radich Jr. and we will call him EJ as in Eric James.  Eric and I agreed on this name probably before we got married or very shortly thereafter.  Chloe and Cayla are so excited!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-4037091996683870438?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4037091996683870438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=4037091996683870438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/4037091996683870438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/4037091996683870438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2008/07/its.html' title='It&apos;s A..........'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-2509267503397244752</id><published>2008-05-06T13:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T13:45:58.909-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The secret is out....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Introducing the newest Radich...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SCCZKvBJdMI/AAAAAAAAAK0/mypqWZ2tTaY/s1600-h/hpsc186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197322379684574402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/SCCZKvBJdMI/AAAAAAAAAK0/mypqWZ2tTaY/s200/hpsc186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due Date: 12/22/2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-2509267503397244752?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2509267503397244752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=2509267503397244752' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/2509267503397244752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/2509267503397244752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2008/05/secret-is-out.html' title='The secret is out....'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/SCCZKvBJdMI/AAAAAAAAAK0/mypqWZ2tTaY/s72-c/hpsc186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-6354079886895661849</id><published>2008-03-31T14:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T14:54:02.977-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a dress..</title><content type='html'>I have nothing really new or exciting to post about.   There are just a couple of quick things to share.  First, Eric is now the Head Varsity Wrestling Coach as West Hall.  I am so excited for him.  Anyone who knows Eric knows how passionate he is about coaching.  He loves the boys he coaches as if they were his own.  He pushes them hard because he expects the best and will accept nothing less.  So, in case you can't tell, I am so proud of him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe and Cayla are doing well.  I am also SO VERY PROUD OF CHLOE!!  Her behavior and attitude has improved drastically in the last month or so.  She is such a joy to be around.  She always has been but some days it seemed more like a chore to be "Mama".  Cayla is so active and such a little comedian.  She is also such a loving little thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here is a funny little thing that Chloe did recently.  I am not sure I can really tell the story in a blog but here it goes.  One evening after I got home from work I was talking to Chloe and she asked me "Mama, where do we live?"  I told her our address and then we went on talking about something else.  Well, later that evening my dad came by to visit with the girls for a little while.  I said "Chloe, tell Papa your address."  She wouldn't answer which is not unusual.  She doesn't like to perform on command.  I asked her a couple more times over the next 30 or so minutes.  Then we had the following conversation:&lt;br /&gt;Me: Fine, Chloe, what state do we live in?&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Georgia&lt;br /&gt;Dad: What city do we live in?&lt;br /&gt;Chloe: Gainesville&lt;br /&gt;Well, that wasn't sufficient for me.  I KNEW she remembered her address and I was going to keep bugging her until she told him.  A few minutes later it was almost time for her to go to bed so I thought I would give it one more try.&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Chloe, PLEASE tell Papa your address.&lt;br /&gt;Chloe:  Looking at me in a state of complete bewilderment...kinda shrugging her shoulders as she says it.....  "Papa, I'm a dress"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder she was looking at me like I was crazy.  She thought I was saying "Tell Papa you're a dress."  I wonder what was going on in her mind for the hour I was pleading with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-6354079886895661849?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6354079886895661849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=6354079886895661849' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/6354079886895661849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/6354079886895661849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-dress.html' title='I&apos;m a dress..'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-3187919817464550521</id><published>2008-02-12T11:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T16:46:23.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got you...</title><content type='html'>This is going to be just a quick post. Most everybody knows what a scaredy cat I am and with recent events in my life (a midnight visitor) things have been even more stressful. Without going into too many boring details - our visitor is still in jail and his arraignment was last Friday. I had kinda moved past this traumatic event until a couple of weeks ago when we received paperwork about the arraignment, etc. This has caused this fear/anxiety to become a prevalent issue within my life once again. But anyway here is the point of my post. Last night I was not having a good night. I couldn't sleep and was getting more and more anxious with every little noise I heard. As most of you also know Chloe sleeps in our bed. So, after I had been awake (scared) for about an hour I finally whispered to Eric and tapped him on the shoulder. "Eric, Eric, I am scared." He didn't answer. "Eric, Eric, I am scared." No answer. I was being pretty quiet and Chloe was still asleep. All of the sudden a little arm reaches up and wraps around my neck. "It's ok, I've got you," she whispered. It was the sweetest thing E-V-E-R. She then just went right back to sleep. Never even looking at me or waking up...she just heard her mommy in need and was there to protect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-3187919817464550521?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3187919817464550521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=3187919817464550521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/3187919817464550521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/3187919817464550521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2008/02/ive-got-you.html' title='I&apos;ve got you...'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-8982190810596189291</id><published>2008-01-09T11:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T11:10:28.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The benefits...</title><content type='html'>A couple of nights ago, as Chloe and I were snuggling before she went to sleep, she got very quiet for a couple of minutes and then said "Mommy, do you know how much I love you?"  My heart filled with love and my eyes with tears.  I said "How much?"  Her response was "big and big and big and big and big and big...." She said big about 30 times.  We always tell each other we love each other big and big and big but tonight it was just so random but yet so perfectly timed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was given one of the most prestigious titles ever given.  Chloe told me (as we were snuggling) that I was her best friend forever and ever.  She is such a loving and sweet little girl.  Some of our best conversations happen right before we both fall asleep.  Some nights I think I enjoy her sleeping in my bed more than she does.  :)  After Eric kisses us both good night and leaves the room he has no idea what precious things are said in the 15 or so minutes before falling asleep, in the dark, snuggled close, in just a whisper so that only the 2 of us can hear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The benefits of being a mommy ... and best friend :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-8982190810596189291?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8982190810596189291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=8982190810596189291' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/8982190810596189291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/8982190810596189291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2008/01/benefits.html' title='The benefits...'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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-3936378798482899234.post-7485573925896587201</id><published>2008-01-03T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T11:38:26.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year...Same ole boring me!</title><content type='html'>I have thought and thought about my New Years Resolutions but haven't really come up with anything. I need to nurture my relationship with Christ and be a better Christian - one who is constantly in The Word and more openly shares with others about my Savior Jesus Christ! I desperately need and want to lose weight. I need to be a better wife - one who is more patient and understanding...and other things that I won't mention.  ;) I need to be a better mother - one who is DEFINITELY A LOT MORE PATIENT. I need to be a better friend - one who sends letters, emails, text messages, phone calls, etc to just check on people to see how they are doing and to just catch up. I desperately need to be a better daughter - one who shows more gratitude for the things that I have been given and the unconditional love that I am shown. I need to remove clutter from my life - physically in my home and my office and emotionally within myself and within my family. The list just goes on and on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls had a wonderful Christmas and were very spoiled by EVERYONE! They had such a great time spending time with family and being loved on. Eric and I enjoyed watching them experience everything that is involved with Christmas. I can't wait until they fully understand the meaning of Christmas and why we celebrate. Here are a few pictures from Christmas and also some from when my mom took the girls for professional Christmas pics (see above about being a better daughter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30OOu05MAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zk2Ij6_ujNc/s1600-h/Santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151289195032555522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30OOu05MAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zk2Ij6_ujNc/s200/Santa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30NZu05L4I/AAAAAAAAADs/-cItxv_n7cs/s1600-h/DSC02370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151288284499488642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30NZu05L4I/AAAAAAAAADs/-cItxv_n7cs/s200/DSC02370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30Nge05L5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/5KrDrKTyCdk/s1600-h/DSC02388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151288400463605650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30Nge05L5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/5KrDrKTyCdk/s200/DSC02388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30NkO05L6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/1kFarrSZsC8/s1600-h/DSC02396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151288464888115106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30NkO05L6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/1kFarrSZsC8/s200/DSC02396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30No-05L7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/P6v-padF_Lg/s1600-h/DSC02404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151288546492493746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30No-05L7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/P6v-padF_Lg/s200/DSC02404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30N_u05L8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/5ileMQqpL-w/s1600-h/Both.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151288937334517698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30N_u05L8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/5ileMQqpL-w/s200/Both.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30ODe05L9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/cg54EnS4-4M/s1600-h/Both+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151289001759027154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30ODe05L9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/cg54EnS4-4M/s200/Both+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30OMO05L_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/wxiS_5cQyeU/s1600-h/Chloe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151289152082882546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30OMO05L_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/wxiS_5cQyeU/s200/Chloe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30OIe05L-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/NeIWE3GjpFs/s1600-h/Cayla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151289087658373090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30OIe05L-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/NeIWE3GjpFs/s200/Cayla.jpg" border="0" /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-7485573925896587201?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7485573925896587201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=7485573925896587201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/7485573925896587201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/7485573925896587201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-yearsame-ole-boring-me.html' title='New Year...Same ole boring me!'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/R30OOu05MAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/zk2Ij6_ujNc/s72-c/Santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-2190805095299618605</id><published>2007-12-20T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T09:51:47.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The star of the show...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so proud of Chloe. She was so cute during the Christmas program. Her class sang 5 songs and she knew most of them but there were a couple that her singing was a little inconsistent. But what she lacked in singing she sure made up for it in cuteness. After the program she told me she chose where to stand...guess where that was...in the center of the front row! :) Here are a couple of pictures. (I have a short video that I was going to post but decided that other parents may not want video of their children posted on the internet.) Also, in her defense, she only goes to school 3 days a week. I am pretty sure the other kids in her class go all 5 days so they had more time to practice. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R2qBTO05L2I/AAAAAAAAADc/lScYfajZRqY/s1600-h/DSC02343(chloe).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146067691621658466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R2qBTO05L2I/AAAAAAAAADc/lScYfajZRqY/s200/DSC02343(chloe).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                     &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R2qBYu05L3I/AAAAAAAAADk/ikWzYVUgLaI/s1600-h/DSC02345(chloe).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146067786110938994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R2qBYu05L3I/AAAAAAAAADk/ikWzYVUgLaI/s200/DSC02345(chloe).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3936378798482899234-2190805095299618605?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2190805095299618605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=2190805095299618605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/2190805095299618605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/2190805095299618605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/12/star-of-show.html' title='The star of the show...'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/R2qBTO05L2I/AAAAAAAAADc/lScYfajZRqY/s72-c/DSC02343(chloe).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-2352315974874251231</id><published>2007-12-18T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T10:06:47.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sorry I have neglected my blog lately. Things have been busy lately and I just haven't had the time. I guess if I spent more time posting on my own blog instead of being nosey and reading other people's I would have more time. :) Chloe &amp;amp; Cayla are wonderful! Cayla is wild and so funny...well, actually they both are. They will both do anything for a laugh. Chloe has her Christmas program at school tonight. I know she will do great but she assures me that she has no idea what her class is going to sing. She said "I will listen to what the children (I guess she doesn't consider herself one of the children) sing and follow along." That's a great idea! Only one problem...this is a class for 3 year olds and I feel pretty certain the other kids do not know what to sing. I can't wait to see how she does. Eric asked me last night if there was going to be enough room in the church tonight for Chloe and all the paparazzi...um, I mean...adoring fans.  I THINK she will have about 15 people there. I will &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pics tomorrow. Just in case you are going through withdrawals...here is a recent pic of C &amp;amp; C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R2fgze05L1I/AAAAAAAAADU/eoF_bWhfOKg/s1600-h/DSC02327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145328274346946386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/R2fgze05L1I/AAAAAAAAADU/eoF_bWhfOKg/s200/DSC02327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-2352315974874251231?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2352315974874251231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=2352315974874251231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/2352315974874251231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/2352315974874251231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while....'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/R2fgze05L1I/AAAAAAAAADU/eoF_bWhfOKg/s72-c/DSC02327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-4900587739965571032</id><published>2007-11-01T11:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T11:19:46.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RyntouKVIqI/AAAAAAAAADE/6jnOAmzLLVg/s1600-h/DSCF51892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127890934579929762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RyntouKVIqI/AAAAAAAAADE/6jnOAmzLLVg/s200/DSCF51892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scared ya, didn't I??? I am a pretty scary little mouse, huh? We had a great time last night at Trunk or Treat at church. There were a lot of kids there and Chloe and Cayla had a great time. Chloe was SUCH a beautiful Princess Cinderella and Cayla was one of her mice. Look how grown up Chloe looks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RynuW-KVIrI/AAAAAAAAADM/UjkvF6pwPVA/s1600-h/DSC02320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127891729148879538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RynuW-KVIrI/AAAAAAAAADM/UjkvF6pwPVA/s200/DSC02320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She was so polite and they were both VERY well behaved.  We all had a great time!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-4900587739965571032?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4900587739965571032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=4900587739965571032' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/4900587739965571032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/4900587739965571032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/11/boo.html' title='Boo!'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/RyntouKVIqI/AAAAAAAAADE/6jnOAmzLLVg/s72-c/DSCF51892.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-5809863118790839107</id><published>2007-10-31T09:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T09:42:41.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For Goodness STEAKS!</title><content type='html'>This is a small portion of a conversation I had with Chloe yesterday after I picked her up from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Did you have fun at school today?&lt;br /&gt;C:  I don't want to talk about it.  (This is her usual response)&lt;br /&gt;Me:  What did you have for snack.&lt;br /&gt;C:  I dont remember....goldfish!&lt;br /&gt;M:  Who brought snack?&lt;br /&gt;C:  I don't know the boy's name?&lt;br /&gt;M: Was it Carson?&lt;br /&gt;C:  I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;M:  Was it Jason?&lt;br /&gt;C:  I don't know the boy's name!&lt;br /&gt;M:  Was it Luke?&lt;br /&gt;C:  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOR GOODNESS &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;STEAKS&lt;/span&gt; MOMMY!  YOU HAVE ASKED ME SIX TIMES.  I TOLD YOU I DO NOT KNOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing like being "put in your place" by a 3 1/2 year old!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-5809863118790839107?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5809863118790839107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=5809863118790839107' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/5809863118790839107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/5809863118790839107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/10/for-goodness-steaks.html' title='For Goodness STEAKS!'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-7170381189267230318</id><published>2007-10-25T12:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T12:13:35.257-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where, Oh Where....</title><content type='html'>Where, Oh Where has my little girl gone! This is Chloe's first school picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RyDAhQeXVkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/FcKyBKTljUY/s1600-h/hpsc131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125308053538166338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RyDAhQeXVkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/FcKyBKTljUY/s200/hpsc131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/3936378798482899234-7170381189267230318?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7170381189267230318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=7170381189267230318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/7170381189267230318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/7170381189267230318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/10/where-oh-where.html' title='Where, Oh Where....'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/RyDAhQeXVkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/FcKyBKTljUY/s72-c/hpsc131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-6578641792188462401</id><published>2007-10-24T10:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T10:30:09.812-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to settle down...</title><content type='html'>This past weekend I went to Gatlinburg with 3 of my closest friends. We had such a great time just relaxing and talking and hanging out. It was such a nice break from the "real world" and was so refreshing. I love these girls and would do anything for them. I am already looking forward to our next "EE" weekend. The only bad thing about the weekend was that I came home to a sick husband. Poor thing...he had strep throat. I missed Chloe and Cayla so much and I think they missed me too. Cayla is officially walking but she still likes to crawl too. Here are some of Cayla's ONE year pics.   The first three are a set "I am 1"  I scanned them so they are not great quality.  Hopefully I will have a link to all of them soon.  Enjoy! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/Rx9WXxRnKhI/AAAAAAAAACc/llNtG_GPi4A/s1600-h/hpsc123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124909867335100946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/Rx9WXxRnKhI/AAAAAAAAACc/llNtG_GPi4A/s200/hpsc123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/Rx9WbhRnKiI/AAAAAAAAACk/q6sABL5n040/s1600-h/hpsc124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124909931759610402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/Rx9WbhRnKiI/AAAAAAAAACk/q6sABL5n040/s200/hpsc124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/Rx9WexRnKjI/AAAAAAAAACs/_Z5KpE9FQr4/s1600-h/hpsc125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124909987594185266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/Rx9WexRnKjI/AAAAAAAAACs/_Z5KpE9FQr4/s200/hpsc125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/Rx9WjhRnKkI/AAAAAAAAAC0/HEIXglS-owQ/s1600-h/hpsc128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124910069198563906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/Rx9WjhRnKkI/AAAAAAAAAC0/HEIXglS-owQ/s200/hpsc128.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/3936378798482899234-6578641792188462401?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6578641792188462401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=6578641792188462401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/6578641792188462401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/6578641792188462401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/10/time-to-settle-down.html' title='Time to settle down...'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/Rx9WXxRnKhI/AAAAAAAAACc/llNtG_GPi4A/s72-c/hpsc123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-5291766188044856565</id><published>2007-10-17T10:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T10:37:43.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bragging....Shamelessly  :)</title><content type='html'>Ok Ok!  I just have to do it.  Here is a link to some pictures that we had taken of Chloe and Cayla.  Check them out if you get a chance.  We loved the photographer!  She was awesome!  If you need pictures taken you should contact her.  There is a link to her on the right side of my page: Elana P Jones Photography. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.elanapjones.homestead.com/Proofs.html" href="http://www.elanapjones.homestead.com/Proofs.html"&gt;http://www.elanapjones.homestead.com/Proofs.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then click on Radich Proofs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-5291766188044856565?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5291766188044856565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=5291766188044856565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/5291766188044856565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/5291766188044856565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/10/braggingshamelessly_17.html' title='Bragging....Shamelessly  :)'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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-3936378798482899234.post-3183341733621095879</id><published>2007-10-17T10:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T10:34:15.139-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Awww Man!  I don't want to do this....</title><content type='html'>You've been Tagged! Tell us all 8 things we don't know about you. Then tag 8 others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sheyla  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JESUS and am saved by grace!  I am a Christian and would never pretend to be something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am terribly afraid to stay at home by myself…day or night.  Always have been but its 100 times worse after our “visitor” a couple of months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am addicted to celebrity gossip and news.  I check online at tmz and perezhilton SEVERAL times a day and read Us Weekly and InTouch every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE to read other people’s blogs even though I have no idea who the person is.  I just find it interesting.  Well, ok….I am nosy!  I also love to read stuff on myspace.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE to shop and it is like therapy.  Shopping was my best friend while Eric was in Iraq.  Spent way tooooo much money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a nail biter.  As a kid I would bite my nails all the time.  After having children my nails have become much stronger so I try to let them grow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get nervous and anxious about the stupidest things.  I think I am a little OCD about some things.  I CAN’T stand to be late somewhere…it’s almost like a have a panic attack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very very competitive.  I can’t play any type of game because I get so frustrated and ill.  I can’t just enjoy the atmosphere and spending time with the people I am with…I am there to win!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-3183341733621095879?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3183341733621095879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=3183341733621095879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/3183341733621095879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/3183341733621095879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/10/awww-man-i-dont-want-to-do-this.html' title='Awww Man!  I don&apos;t want to do this....'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-973266466318787462</id><published>2007-10-12T10:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T10:42:40.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am already tired...</title><content type='html'>I am already tired and the weekend hasn't even begun.  We are leaving in about 3 hours to go to Myrtle Beach with Eric's family.  Eric and I will stay until Sunday and then we have to come home.  Eric has to work on Monday.  Boo  :(  Chloe and Cayla will stay until Tuesday and come back home with Eric's mom and dad.  I will miss them so much especially since I know that I will only see them Wednesday and Thursday and then I leave on Friday for a girl's weekend in Gatlinburg.  Whew!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-973266466318787462?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/973266466318787462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=973266466318787462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/973266466318787462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/973266466318787462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-already-tired.html' title='I am already tired...'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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-3936378798482899234.post-6365223045200168166</id><published>2007-10-08T07:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T08:04:37.894-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend was BUSY! Friday night went to the West Hall High football game and didn't get home until late. Then we had to wake up early Saturday morning to go to the grocery store to get a few last things for Cayla's party. The party was great! I think Cayla had a good time and I think everyone else enjoyed the party too. It was a hard day for Chloe. She has always been the center of attention and this was the first time that Cayla was "scheduled" to be the center of attention. Sometimes it's just hard to be the big sister but she did awesome. I was so proud of her. She helped me set up and decorate, entertain the guests and she helped Cayla open her gifts. Well, more like she opened them and showed them to Cayla. :) Sunday we went to my aunt's church about an hour away to see my cousin be baptized. My parents and grandmother went too. Then we all went to lunch and Cayla and Chloe took naps on the way home. We had a photographer meet us at a local park and had pictures done of the girls. They did so good! I saw 2 of them this morning and they are so cute! I am so excited to see the rest of them. Chloe went to a wedding last night with my dad and didn't get home until pretty late. She didn't want to get out of bed this morning. She is so tired. What a weekend... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of pictures from this weekend:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RwobbBRnKcI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8ZiBs8jZw7s/s1600-h/DSC01996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118934077472713154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RwobbBRnKcI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8ZiBs8jZw7s/s200/DSC01996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RwobkRRnKdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Zy6BTufAjVk/s1600-h/DSC02012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118934236386503122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RwobkRRnKdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Zy6BTufAjVk/s200/DSC02012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RwobvRRnKeI/AAAAAAAAACE/jjflixta0Ek/s1600-h/DSC02025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118934425365064162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RwobvRRnKeI/AAAAAAAAACE/jjflixta0Ek/s200/DSC02025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RwocCRRnKfI/AAAAAAAAACM/0f8Pvhcb3v8/s1600-h/DSC02050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118934751782578674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RwocCRRnKfI/AAAAAAAAACM/0f8Pvhcb3v8/s200/DSC02050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RwocNBRnKgI/AAAAAAAAACU/tYecjSqsVYw/s1600-h/DSC02055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118934936466172418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RwocNBRnKgI/AAAAAAAAACU/tYecjSqsVYw/s200/DSC02055.JPG" 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;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-6365223045200168166?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6365223045200168166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=6365223045200168166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/6365223045200168166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/6365223045200168166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/10/birthday-weekend.html' title='Birthday Weekend'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/RwobbBRnKcI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8ZiBs8jZw7s/s72-c/DSC01996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-114936608398093718</id><published>2007-10-04T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T10:05:43.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxious...</title><content type='html'>I do not know why I am so anxious about Cayla's birthday party on Saturday.  But, I am!  I still have A LOT of stuff to do to get prepared for it.  I have put everything off until the last minute and so now I am stressed.  I am so sad that my baby is turning one but I think what is making me so emotional about it is the fact that the older Cayla gets...the older Chloe gets.  Cayla will still be a baby even at one and but Chloe is just growing up WAY TOO FAST!!!  She is only 3 1/2 but time is just flying and before I know it she will be starting to school.  She will still go to First Baptist Preschool next year but then the next year....BIG school.  She is just too &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; school!  Oh well...I can't think about all that right now.  It just makes me sad worrying about it.  Eric has a meeting tonight at church so he will not get home until 7 or so.   :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-114936608398093718?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/114936608398093718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=114936608398093718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/114936608398093718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/114936608398093718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/10/anxious.html' title='Anxious...'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-1192269064355441164</id><published>2007-10-02T13:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T14:20:59.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelin' Better</title><content type='html'>Well, last night was a pretty good night. Eric had a meeting at school so I was home by myself with the girls for a while. Chloe and Cayla both behaved very well and I was much more patient with Chloe. So, all in all, we all behaved well. :) After Eric got home I was able to chat with some of my October Mommies group and that was fun. I didn't go to sleep until 11 and I thought I would be soooo tired today but so far I have been fine. I also watched a little bit of my favorite show last night...The Bachelor. It was pretty good. Today, I had a hair appointment during my lunch break so I went and got my hair did. :) Eric has class tonight so my dad is coming over for a while to stay with me and play with Chloe and Cayla. Nothing really excited going on here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend sent this link...check it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wqad.com/Global/link.asp?L=259460"&gt;http://www.wqad.com/Global/link.asp?L=259460&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-1192269064355441164?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/1192269064355441164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=1192269064355441164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/1192269064355441164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/1192269064355441164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/10/feelin-better.html' title='Feelin&apos; Better'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-8045276201674553372</id><published>2007-10-01T14:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T14:34:19.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been one of those days! This weekend was good. We relaxed, played, shopped, and watch football games. It is really starting to sink in that my baby is going to be ONE in less than a week. I don't remember being this emotional about it when Chloe turned one but I am sure I was. But, there was a lot going on around Chloe's first birthday - Eric returned home from Iraq. This weekend I truly felt I should win the worst mother award. I was on Chloe about every little thing she did. In my defense I dont think she felt that great (allergies, cold, or something) and so she was testing the limits a little. I am vowing here and now that I will be more tolerant of her behavior. It is easy to forget that she is only 3 1/2 because she acts so grown up. I think I expect things or behaviors from her that are just not reasonable. *Repeating over and over in my head* "I will be a better mom, I will be a better mom" For that matter I should also insert in my new mantra "I will be a better mom, I will be a better WIFE." I have mentioned this before but I think Eric should be awarded another medal for his dress blues for putting up with my crap. I was also fussing at him for EVERYTHING this weekend. Here are a couple of pics from the football game:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RwE9VhRnKaI/AAAAAAAAABk/LB60rYVxQyI/s1600-h/DSC01972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116438091588381090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RwE9VhRnKaI/AAAAAAAAABk/LB60rYVxQyI/s200/DSC01972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RwE9cBRnKbI/AAAAAAAAABs/K94j1ebA9M0/s1600-h/DSC01977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116438203257530802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RwE9cBRnKbI/AAAAAAAAABs/K94j1ebA9M0/s200/DSC01977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love my little gores!  (That's girls in Chloe's language)  :)&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/3936378798482899234-8045276201674553372?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8045276201674553372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=8045276201674553372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/8045276201674553372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/8045276201674553372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/10/whew.html' title='Whew!!!'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/RwE9VhRnKaI/AAAAAAAAABk/LB60rYVxQyI/s72-c/DSC01972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-6200763633827284394</id><published>2007-09-28T09:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T15:05:05.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday...</title><content type='html'>Good morning everyone (I say that like I am writing to millions, but in actuality probably more like one person - myself.) Yesterday was a pretty good day. I was just really busy at work. Today is a great day - PAY DAY!!! Hallelujah, Halellujah! October is going to be a crazy busy month for us physically as well as financially. We just have a lot going on. Oh well...such is life. One week from tomorrow my little baby will be ONE. I can't believe. So, we will have her party on October 6th, family portraits on the 7th, leave for Myrtle Beach for the weekend on the 12th, come home on the 14th, leave for Gatlinburg on the 19th and come home on the 21st. Whew! I am tired just thinking about it. I am going to Gatlinburg for a girls weekend with four friends that I have had since childhood. I am so excited. I had a friend that sent a link to this video and I thought it was funny so I would share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w_oc1j5NakY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w_oc1j5NakY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-6200763633827284394?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/6200763633827284394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=6200763633827284394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/6200763633827284394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/6200763633827284394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s Friday...'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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-3936378798482899234.post-4466065228094684929</id><published>2007-09-26T09:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T09:20:16.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming up with a title for a post is so much pressure...</title><content type='html'>Well, last night was good.  Dad came over to help watch the girls and to stay with me (the scaredy-cat) while Eric was in class from 5-9.  The girls were their usual.  Cayla goes and goes until she can't go anymore and then she wants to go to bed.  Chloe, on the other hand, is pretty even tempered.  But, last night she would not listen to a thing I would say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "Chloe get off the couch and do not mess with the lamp"&lt;br /&gt;Chloe:  Stays on the couch and turns the lamp on and off&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "Chloe stop!" &lt;br /&gt;Chloe:  "I'm sorry mommy.  Are you mad at me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE when she asks me this.  It makes me feel like I should win "The WORST mother of the year award".  She is so sweet and loving but I think she knows EXACTLY which of my buttons to push and she just jabs at them over and over.  Our personalities are exactly alike and we butt heads pretty frequently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend sent me a link to a video that I thought was pretty funny.  I can totally picture this happening at our house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-64687b2d9440d974" 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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D64687b2d9440d974%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330260290%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A401437ABA302C92ABB595CAD0E7135C487EAF.67BD977A2B654B63A0D43AEACDF31CF3B720806E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D64687b2d9440d974%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbjBm_CW-l3Q0ZArAP2iH036XMmg&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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D64687b2d9440d974%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330260290%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6A401437ABA302C92ABB595CAD0E7135C487EAF.67BD977A2B654B63A0D43AEACDF31CF3B720806E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D64687b2d9440d974%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbjBm_CW-l3Q0ZArAP2iH036XMmg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thats all for now folks...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-4466065228094684929?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=64687b2d9440d974&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/4466065228094684929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=4466065228094684929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/4466065228094684929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/4466065228094684929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/09/coming-up-with-title-for-post-is-so.html' title='Coming up with a title for a post is so much pressure...'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-5959705211432627481</id><published>2007-09-25T08:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T08:57:32.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations!</title><content type='html'>First of all I need to say Congrats to my friend Jennifer. Baby Noah was born yesterday at 5:20pm. He weighed 8lbs 2oz. I am not sure of any more details. I am so happy for her because I know she was extremely nervous about labor and delivery. Second, we had a great birthday party last night for my mom. It was great for the whole family to be together. Here are a couple of pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Dad----------------------------Dad &amp;amp; Nanny &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RvkDuhRnKVI/AAAAAAAAAA4/1Jld1s8ZhhM/s1600-h/DSC01905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114122949597014354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RvkDuhRnKVI/AAAAAAAAAA4/1Jld1s8ZhhM/s200/DSC01905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RvkD2hRnKWI/AAAAAAAAABA/rrBPJRJePx0/s1600-h/DSC01906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114123087035967842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RvkD2hRnKWI/AAAAAAAAABA/rrBPJRJePx0/s200/DSC01906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay &amp;amp; Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RvkD7RRnKXI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rb4niFY-t28/s1600-h/DSC01907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114123168640346482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RvkD7RRnKXI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rb4niFY-t28/s200/DSC01907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cayla------------------------------------ Chloe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RvkEEBRnKYI/AAAAAAAAABQ/6o6KLoIIVRc/s1600-h/DSC01917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114123318964201858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RvkEEBRnKYI/AAAAAAAAABQ/6o6KLoIIVRc/s200/DSC01917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RvkEKRRnKZI/AAAAAAAAABY/Ls3DYOM8XQs/s1600-h/DSC01904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114123426338384274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RvkEKRRnKZI/AAAAAAAAABY/Ls3DYOM8XQs/s200/DSC01904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no pictures of me because I was the one taking them. I know you are all so disappointed :) That's about all for now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-5959705211432627481?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5959705211432627481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=5959705211432627481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/5959705211432627481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/5959705211432627481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/09/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations!'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/RvkDuhRnKVI/AAAAAAAAAA4/1Jld1s8ZhhM/s72-c/DSC01905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-5072074329596932945</id><published>2007-09-24T08:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T08:50:52.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday to my Mom!! I love you! It is also my dog's birthday so I guess I should say happy birthday to her too....Happy Birthday Angel. :) (That was added just for your enjoyment Courtney) Today is also an important day to my very FIRST friend I ever made. We have been friends since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school. She is hopefully going to have baby Noah today! I am so excited for her. It is her first and she is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; extremely nervous. So, everyone please pray and pray and pray some more for Jennifer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Elrod&lt;/span&gt; (Green). Yesterday was another great day with the girls. We played at home and hung out. I didn't sleep very well last night and I think it was due to a certain little girl, brown hair, hazel eyes, VERY cute, about 3.5 years old, and likes to get in our bed in the middle of the night....EVERY night. This would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; excepts she kicks me all night long. Not just a little nudge...but a KICK!!! Oh well. One day she will not want to snuggle me up and I will miss those midnight snuggles. I guess I should get to work now. I feel like I am drowning at work but I am lacking the motivation to do anything besides tread water...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a pic of Cayla from Friday night at the football game. Her hair...it just sticks up...EVERYWHERE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RveyPxRnKTI/AAAAAAAAAAo/uMUdXdVqD8s/s1600-h/DSCF0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113751885897476402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RveyPxRnKTI/AAAAAAAAAAo/uMUdXdVqD8s/s200/DSCF0356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sisterly Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RveynRRnKUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/bPuv8VJrM1M/s1600-h/DSCF0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113752289624402242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/RveynRRnKUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/bPuv8VJrM1M/s200/DSCF0358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3936378798482899234-5072074329596932945?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/5072074329596932945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=5072074329596932945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/5072074329596932945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/5072074329596932945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/RveyPxRnKTI/AAAAAAAAAAo/uMUdXdVqD8s/s72-c/DSCF0356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-2897595966011233760</id><published>2007-09-22T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T21:08:01.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Refreshed</title><content type='html'>Today was a pretty good day.  Something exciting happened tonight but I will talk about that in a second.  I woke up with an AWFUL headache but after TWO prescription migraine meds (don't worry...not at the same time) I finally started feeling better.  So, today was the first day in a long time that we were home pretty much all day so we just hung out and played.  It felt so good just to be at home and love on my family.  I am so truly blessed.  We played, napped, watch the Tech game :( and had fun.  I had to pick up Nanny at work and take her home and then I came back home to eat dinner and play with the girls some more.  So, now on to what happened that was exciting to me.  I logged in to myspace and found that I had a message from someone that I was best friends with in elementary school. We lost touch in middle and high school.  I think I have seen her once in maybe the last 10 years.  I WAS SO EXCITED TO HEAR FROM HER.  I have thought about her many many times in the past but wasn't able to track her down.  Anyway, it was exciting for me.  I hope that we can reconnect and reminisce about the past.  She is stationed in Germany with her hubby so we want be able to see each other but I am still thankful for this chance at a renewed friendship.  God is so good!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-2897595966011233760?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2897595966011233760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=2897595966011233760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/2897595966011233760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/2897595966011233760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/09/refreshed.html' title='Refreshed'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-7557709922539684732</id><published>2007-09-21T14:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T14:57:47.981-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh!</title><content type='html'>I just do not feel good today!  Wednesday I left work early and went home and went to bed, didn't work yesterday, and today I am at work but I just still do not feel good.  :(  I could whine and complain enough to make this blog EXTREMELY long but I think I will spare you of that misery.  Eric wants to go to the football game tonight but I dont really want to.  Bleh.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-7557709922539684732?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/7557709922539684732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=7557709922539684732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/7557709922539684732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/7557709922539684732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/09/ugh.html' title='Ugh!'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-2052227635209979627</id><published>2007-09-19T07:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T07:46:05.465-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rushed....</title><content type='html'>This morning has not gone the way I planned from the moment I opened my eyes. My alarm didn't go off (user error...ooops), Chloe was screaming cause she wanted a "sugarman" poptart. I have no idea why she calls a Maple and Brown Sugar Poptart a sugarman...I guess its the same reason she calls them "heel high" shoes instead of high heel shoes. She's 3 and just makes things up. :) I think it is too cute though. Eric was upset with me because he was supposed to meet someone at 7 am and he was going to be late because I needed him to stay home long enough for me to dry my hair. *Disclaimer* I know this sounds ridiculous but just remember back about 4 weeks ago to when we had someone just enter our house at 12:30 at night. So, I have not been able to stay at home by myself yet. Well, I have a couple of times but I just have to do what I feel comfortable with at the time. Anyway, back to drying my hair. I am terrified that I am going to be drying my hair and somebody walk in the house and me not hear them. YES - all the doors and windows are locked but I am still terrified. So, here I am at work (an hour early - cause I can't stay by myself and there are people already at work), Eric is mad and frustrated with me, and I have been a MEANIE to him lately but I think I can blame that on PMS.  I have TONS of work today and yet I do not want to do any of it.  Ok, enough complaining...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-2052227635209979627?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2052227635209979627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=2052227635209979627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/2052227635209979627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/2052227635209979627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/09/rushed.html' title='Rushed....'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-3149912375171201449</id><published>2007-09-18T09:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:37:08.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can we all just get along...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last night and this morning I felt like I was going to explode. It didn't matter what I did or didn't do Chloe felt the overwhelming desire to whine about it. I am by no means the most patient person in the world but I can usually muster up enough to get by but last night....I had so little patience I couldn't even pretend to be nice. Oh well. It must be a stage. Chloe is typically such a great child and is so much fun to be around. She started going to preschool about 2 weeks ago and is LOVING it. Cayla is growing up so quickly. She will be ONE in about 3 weeks and I can't believe it. She can stand up without holding on....when she wants to. I also think she could walk...if she wanted to. She just wants to do things HER way and when SHE wants to. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think she gets that from her mama, but I am not sure :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Poor Eric! He is such a great husband and father but boy does he have he hands full. I am including myself in the reason I say "Poor Eric!" I am probably not the easiest person to be married to. But, he still loves me! This is a picture I took last night of Cayla... Check out her hair!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/Ru_S3-Vy9xI/AAAAAAAAAAg/futH8ngNURU/s1600-h/DSC01876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111535961157859090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/Ru_S3-Vy9xI/AAAAAAAAAAg/futH8ngNURU/s200/DSC01876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a video of Chloe dancing to High School Musical 2. I seriously think we have watched it atleast 30 times. I am not sure where she learned these dance moves...they need a little work though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c39d6c5bc0f5e6c0" 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://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc39d6c5bc0f5e6c0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330260290%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1F4879B74F4164BC78D8828FA6D00ADFBA2E2A32.10F5C0FD455ED58EE390C94F6146CFD4CFFE4E59%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc39d6c5bc0f5e6c0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxNZUxzUFa0IXgKpn912bfhKIQKg&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://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc39d6c5bc0f5e6c0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330260290%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1F4879B74F4164BC78D8828FA6D00ADFBA2E2A32.10F5C0FD455ED58EE390C94F6146CFD4CFFE4E59%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc39d6c5bc0f5e6c0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxNZUxzUFa0IXgKpn912bfhKIQKg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life is great and I wouldn't change anything. We are all happy and healthy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-3149912375171201449?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c39d6c5bc0f5e6c0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/3149912375171201449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=3149912375171201449' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/3149912375171201449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/3149912375171201449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/09/can-we-all-just-get-along.html' title='Can we all just get along...'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/Ru_S3-Vy9xI/AAAAAAAAAAg/futH8ngNURU/s72-c/DSC01876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3936378798482899234.post-2827206041087985793</id><published>2007-09-17T16:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T16:26:54.038-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peek-A-Boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/Ru7i4-Vy9wI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dROXRweJbVg/s1600-h/Peek-A-Boo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111272095547062018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKYtsReFBYo/Ru7i4-Vy9wI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dROXRweJbVg/s200/Peek-A-Boo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peek-A-Boo.  I have decided that I THINK I MIGHT want to start a blog. We'll see how long this lasts... I think I will try my first real post later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3936378798482899234-2827206041087985793?l=radichgirls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2827206041087985793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3936378798482899234&amp;postID=2827206041087985793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/2827206041087985793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3936378798482899234/posts/default/2827206041087985793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radichgirls.blogspot.com/2007/09/peek-boo.html' title='Peek-A-Boo'/><author><name>Kimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01873230159952105851</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/_PKYtsReFBYo/Ru7i4-Vy9wI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dROXRweJbVg/s72-c/Peek-A-Boo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
