<?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-4737063022356385066</id><updated>2012-01-16T03:31:40.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The days of Ben's life...</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a story of a little boy named Ben, born on 7.15.08 and cute as a button!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-1966205512022478938</id><published>2010-04-19T20:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T20:30:43.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>like father, like son</title><content type='html'>It has come to my attention that Ben's biggest fans are still checking in here periodically!  I had no idea anyone still read this, so I kind of...stopped posting, obviously.  I know I say this every time, but I really will try to get better!  I will show you momentarily what has been keeping me away, but I have to share a funny little thing first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0231.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/DSC_0231.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben is REALLY into playing with his trains.  He loves to hook them all together, build towers on them, and drive them all over the place.  This is all ordinary boy stuff, I think.  Except...well, except for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0230.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/DSC_0230.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is ALLLLL Jon's influence.  I didn't even help him do that, he just figured it out on his own.  Anything that can be made into a "trailer", gets made into one.  I want to get him a Cozy Coupe car, but I'm almost afraid to for fear of him creating some kind of "hitch" and hooking up his wagon!  He really would do such a thing, with a little assistance from his daddy, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a new camper this weekend, and Ben is in LOVE with it.  He calls it his camper and he can't wait to get out in it.  He is going to be quite the happy camper this summer - he can't get enough of the great outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, he has started taking on a truly 2 year old attitude.  His favorite word is NO!, it would seem.  Sometimes it's really adorable, but I am really trying to put a stop to it before it becomes a huge problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I just figured I would show a few examples of my scrapping "hobby" (read: addiction) to show why I've been away from this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s546.photobucket.com/albums/hh417/siggypickup/?action=view&amp;current=nerd-love.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i546.photobucket.com/albums/hh417/siggypickup/nerd-love.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s546.photobucket.com/albums/hh417/siggypickup/?action=view&amp;current=play-with-abandon.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i546.photobucket.com/albums/hh417/siggypickup/play-with-abandon.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s546.photobucket.com/albums/hh417/siggypickup/?action=view&amp;current=enjoy-every-moment.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i546.photobucket.com/albums/hh417/siggypickup/enjoy-every-moment.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for those who are curious about the whole digital scrapbooking thing, this is a preview for a "kit" you can purchase...the elements and papers are all separate files and you simply put them together in Photoshop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sweetshoppedesigns.com/sweetshoppe/images/cache/c29342b6438616f1eba9864900e84270.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, I will call this post complete!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-1966205512022478938?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/1966205512022478938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=1966205512022478938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1966205512022478938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1966205512022478938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2010/04/like-father-like-son.html' title='like father, like son'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-7123917099159797347</id><published>2010-02-17T09:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T10:10:52.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>busy busy busy</title><content type='html'>It seems like that is the word of choice when I am asked to describe Ben's personality.  And I'm not lying, he is soooo busy!  During his waking hours, he is playing non-stop.  Occasionally, something on TV will grab his attention for a minute or two (if there's music involved or Elmo!), but normally he just is always tinkering with something, trying to figure out how something works, reading a book, or generally making a mess.  His newest favorite thing is to say "nigh nigh" and lay down on the nearest pillow/blanket/etc...he even did that this morning when I went to get him up for the day!  He's still totally hooked on his paci for naps and nighttime, so there is generally a small battle to pry the paci from each of his hands when he gets up in the morning.  He knows better, but that doesn't mean he doesn't try his hardest to sneak a paci or two past me in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has started a few not so pleasant things as well - like yelling "MINE!", pushing, saying "NO!" and generally not understanding sharing (which, yes, he is 19 months old, so of course this concept is foreign to him).  We are just doing our best to encourage good manners (he usually says please and thank you without needing prompting anymore!) and redirect him when he starts to get a little rough.  Sometimes it's a little challenging to ignore his tantrums, but he gives up pretty quickly when he sees he's not getting his way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has also just very recently started putting a couple words together - he started with "Please mommy" and "please daddy" (or "Please pappy!"  haha), but has since evolved to "daddy trailer" and he likes to read this puppy book and say "biiiiiiig puppy"!  He has so many words now I have lost count, and it's so fun to listen to him talk.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a birthday party a couple weekends ago for Kael (son of some friends of ours), he enjoyed himself but didn't really understand that the toys were not all for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0108-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/DSC_0108-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0086.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/DSC_0086.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing?  Not really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0088.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/DSC_0088.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe at this moment, he was saying "MINE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0090-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/DSC_0090-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not into sharing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Julie thought he looked a little shaggy, so he has since had a haircut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/DSC_0024.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologize for the weirdness of this photo, Ben is so not into looking at me anytime I am holding a camera these days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-7123917099159797347?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/7123917099159797347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=7123917099159797347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7123917099159797347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7123917099159797347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2010/02/busy-busy-busy.html' title='busy busy busy'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/th_DSC_0108-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-8008864884841351043</id><published>2010-01-22T13:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T13:50:50.124-06:00</updated><title type='text'>eighteen kids and counting...</title><content type='html'>err...months, that is!  I will NOT be having 18 kids, unless my next pregnancy yields 17 babies!  (Which I really hope it doesn't!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, little man is officially 18 months now.  I seriously cannot believe 18 months have passed since that day I gave birth to him!  It really is a trip to go back and read those first blog posts after he was born, and see how little he was!  He's come a long way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had his 18 month check up today and he did ... well, just okay.  He screamed for all the measuring parts, and he hasn't grown since his last appointment, but he was REALLY wiggly and mad today, so I'm not sure it was accurate.  They weighed him at 24 pounds.  Not sure on the length, will have to take him into work and check that.  From the little questionnaire that I filled out before the appointment, he is doing most things on a 21 month level (I'm not sure how they come up with that number, it seems a bit random to me!) - and the doctor is very pleased with his language development - even though he wasn't his usual chatty self in the office, he mostly just cuddled with his blankie (which, thank goodness, I had the good sense to bring with!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a polite little boy, not that I give him much of a chance to be otherwise.  He still whines, of course, but usually all it takes is me asking him "Is that how nice boys ask for things?" before he grins and says "PEEEEEAAAASEEE??"  We're still working on thank-you as well, but I'll take what I can get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an alarming amount of photos, and I am weird about editing them first, so I only have 2 for now...because I am not in the mood to go through them ALL right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/?action=view&amp;current=eighteenmonths131.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/eighteenmonths131.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/?action=view&amp;current=eighteenmonths127.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/eighteenmonths127.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loooooves to read, and often will pull out a book and look through it.  Sometimes he even "reads" it, but usually he just looks through it.  Especially in the car, he has an Elmo book that gets a lot of his attention!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-8008864884841351043?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/8008864884841351043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=8008864884841351043' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/8008864884841351043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/8008864884841351043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2010/01/eighteen-kids-and-counting.html' title='eighteen kids and counting...'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-127874196264430510</id><published>2009-12-30T21:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T21:22:29.728-06:00</updated><title type='text'>by popular demand...</title><content type='html'>And I'm back!  We're all still well and good here in Elgin...just got sidetracked again.  For an entire month.  Again.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I was reminded today that I need to post here, and post here I shall.  Unfortunately, I didn't get a good many pics from Christmas this year.  Ben was all over the place - last year he mostly stayed in place!  He really enjoyed Christmas although I think he was overwhelmed (and easily distracted by cookies, he probably had about 6 cookies on Christmas eve, if not more!).  We celebrated with the Laures's on the 19th, then the Stolp's on Christmas eve...then we did our little family gift opening on Christmas day.  This weekend we'll visit the Espy family to celebrate with them!  Ben got a lot of goodies, he is most excited about anything Elmo these days - I got him a Sesame Street music video and wow - it actually holds his attention for a few minutes at a time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continues to learn new words on a daily basis and is finally starting to pick up on his manners!  I try to remind him constantly about asking nicely for things, and it's paying off!  Now he will sometimes say please without any prompting from us.  He gets so excited about things - especially his snack, and now when he gets excited he says "oh boy!" and it's the cutest thing you've ever seen.  He can almost say all of the dogs names, though I haven't heard him say Gracie yet.  It is pretty darn funny when he says Oliver though, it sounds like "Ah boo boo".  I understand a lot of what he says, but I can see how others wouldn't...I'm just used to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from Christmas...just a few, and then some of when I took him outside the other day - he hated it.  I think I need to invest in a sled, I think he'd like being pulled around in the snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0139-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/DSC_0139-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Christmas outfit...that I forgot to wash so he didn't actually wear it on Christmas!  Oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0179.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/DSC_0179.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was pretty excited to rip paper since he's normally not allowed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0010-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/DSC_0010-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys with Foster's fire truck.  If it looks like they are getting along, don't be fooled.  There was lots of fighting over this particular toy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0011-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/DSC_0011-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening presents at home - that's the Sesame Street video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/DSC_0016.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pound a peg...he doesn't really get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0026-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/DSC_0026-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;engrossed in Elmo's world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0024-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/DSC_0024-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave him a front-row seat!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0045-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/DSC_0045-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked like the little boy from A Christmas Story...he could hardly move his legs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0050-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/DSC_0050-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brrr!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-127874196264430510?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/127874196264430510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=127874196264430510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/127874196264430510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/127874196264430510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/12/by-popular-demand.html' title='by popular demand...'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-4143477139390374494</id><published>2009-11-29T21:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:44:47.257-06:00</updated><title type='text'>another month passed us by...</title><content type='html'>I seriously have no idea what happened to November.  It seems like it was Halloween, and then I blinked and now Christmas is staring me in the face.  This time of year goes way too fast.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben has had a verbal explosion over the last month!  He chatters ALL the time now (well, he always has!), but now we can actually UNDERSTAND some of his words.  Some that I can think of off the top of my head are bye, ball, quack quack, cheese/please (they sound the same), thank you, tractor, apple, tree...I am sure there are many more, but those are ones that are somewhat distinguishable.  I think I know now how it feels when other parents have kids that say something, and no one can understand them except the parent!  I can definitely see how other people wouldn't understand him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a fun kid, loves to giggle and be silly.  But when it is time for bed, all we have to do is say the words and he runs right into his bedroom and gathers up his blankie for the nightly routine.  He's just so darn SMART and we're very proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I shot a few pictures of him for Christmas pictures...he was definitely difficult to keep focused, but I got a few shots anyway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/?action=view&amp;current=ben7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/ben7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/?action=view&amp;current=ben6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/ben6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/?action=view&amp;current=ben2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/ben2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/?action=view&amp;current=ben1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/ben1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/?action=view&amp;current=ben3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/ben3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to prove that the day was not ALL smiles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/?action=view&amp;current=ben5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/ben5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, the mood swings of a toddler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-4143477139390374494?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/4143477139390374494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=4143477139390374494' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4143477139390374494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4143477139390374494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-month-passed-us-by.html' title='another month passed us by...'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-3106310661269390519</id><published>2009-10-30T13:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T13:41:52.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what's that?</title><content type='html'>I am so behind in taking pictures of our crazy little monkey - he is on the go go go these days and doesn't like to sit still for pictures.  Actually, he'll sit still ENOUGH, but then he won't look at me.  I have resorted to making strange sounds and banging things together to just get him to look up for half a second so I can snap a picture.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we had a little photo session because I was so behind, so I will share some of those, along with a couple cute ones from last night.  I have some of Ben with his costume, but I will wait and just do a whole Halloween post.  I can't believe it's going to be NOVEMBER!  It feels like Ben just had his first Halloween, and now we're already doing his second.  It's sad how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other big news for Ben right now is that he is saying "What's that?"  It's pretty clear, I think.  I mean, it doesn't come out the way a normal adult would speak it, but you can clearly hear that's what he's saying.  His new game is to point at everything (or sometimes, just one thing over and over again) and say "what's that?"  It's really too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some new Ben pics to tide you over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=costumesandmore14.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/costumesandmore14.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt (and Ben's great-aunt) reupholstered (is that the right word?) this chair for Ben and gave it to me for a baby shower.  He now LOVES to climb on it and rock away.  I know it's a family chair, but I can't remember at this moment who it belonged to originally.  Maybe someone will see this who can help me out here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=costumesandmore37.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/costumesandmore37.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being silly with his PJ pants on his head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=costumesandmore93.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/costumesandmore93.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My booger boy listening to all of the sounds of the great outdoors today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=costumesandmore94.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/costumesandmore94.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a boy - he picked up a worm.  Ewww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=costumesandmore65.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/costumesandmore65.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back inside we came for a little bit of toy fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=costumesandmore27.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/costumesandmore27.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the toy bin became the toy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=costumesandmore50.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/costumesandmore50.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=costumesandmore42.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/costumesandmore42.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mister serious pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now!  Happy Halloween!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-3106310661269390519?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/3106310661269390519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=3106310661269390519' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/3106310661269390519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/3106310661269390519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/10/whats-that.html' title='what&apos;s that?'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/th_costumesandmore14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-1790811660814956857</id><published>2009-10-14T21:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T21:49:35.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pumpkin patch</title><content type='html'>This past weekend, we had a nice visit with Uncle Ryan and his new fiance, Jessica!  They spent Friday and Saturday with us, and we ventured out in the cold to the pumpkin patch.  We made the mistake of sampling the apples at the orchard first, so Ben was far more interested in eating apples than shopping for a pumpkin, but he did enjoy chasing Ryan and Jessica through the "hay maze" there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/?action=view&amp;current=pumpkinpatchandmore46.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/pumpkinpatchandmore46.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, we also dogsat Stanley...Ben loved it, and especially Stanley's kennel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/?action=view&amp;current=animalincaptivity.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/animalincaptivity.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?  He did that himself.  He dragged a whole bunch of toys in there, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/?action=view&amp;current=pumpkinpatchandmore62.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/pumpkinpatchandmore62.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica graciously sharing her apple with little man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/?action=view&amp;current=pumpkinpatchandmore65.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/pumpkinpatchandmore65.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running to the apple house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/?action=view&amp;current=pumpkinpatchandmore14.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/pumpkinpatchandmore14.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/?action=view&amp;current=pumpkinpatchandmore17.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/pumpkinpatchandmore17.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't so sure about this...but we took a few more for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/?action=view&amp;current=pumpkinpatchandmore42.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/pumpkinpatchandmore42.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/?action=view&amp;current=pumpkinpatchandmore92.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/pumpkinpatchandmore92.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/?action=view&amp;current=pumpkinpatchandmore18.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/pumpkinpatchandmore18.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lovebirds.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/?action=view&amp;current=pumpkinpatchandmore94.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i595.photobucket.com/albums/tt36/thesimplemoments/pumpkinpatchandmore94.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Ryan picking up an angry little Ben man.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have for now.  I took a ton of pictures at the pumpkin patch, but since Ben never sits still, not a huge amount of them turned out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more pictures, but not more time, so I will have to post them later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-1790811660814956857?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/1790811660814956857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=1790811660814956857' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1790811660814956857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1790811660814956857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='pumpkin patch'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-588764109464862659</id><published>2009-09-29T21:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T21:45:05.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>baby in a basket</title><content type='html'>We have the goofiest kid.  He loves to run back and forth across rooms "yelling", spin in circles, and offer Remi all of his (Remi's) toys...laughing hysterically when he grabs them.  Well, tonight he was offering Remi his toys and eventually Remi's toy basket was empty.  So Ben decided it would make a nice place to sit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon would like me to clarify that we did NOT coerce him to sit in the basket, he did it all on his own!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=babyinabasket12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/babyinabasket12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stepping into the basket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=babyinabasket5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/babyinabasket5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...this isn't so comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=babyinabasket2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/babyinabasket2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting better...and a bonus piece of wicker to chew on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=babyinabasket26.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/babyinabasket26.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE!  That's perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a silly little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - redesigned the blog! Am totally in love with it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-588764109464862659?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/588764109464862659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=588764109464862659' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/588764109464862659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/588764109464862659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-in-basket.html' title='baby in a basket'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/th_babyinabasket12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-7268732748833586701</id><published>2009-09-23T21:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:00:24.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>well alright then!</title><content type='html'>I guess little Ben has a few fans out there still...so I will continue to post for you all!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben is growing like a weed.  He would munch all day, I think, if I let him.  As it is, he needs something to eat immediately in the morning or he is a total grump.  and then he needs something to eat right when we get home or else there is no chance we'd ever prepare a nutritious meal because he would be screaming and tugging on our legs all night.  I am running out of snack ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping for some cooler weather before too long (cooler, not COLD!), so we can use some of these cute fall outfits we have.  He's still pretty comfortably in 12 month sized thing, but they're starting to get short.  Things are still loose in the waist, he's a big boy, but he has a small waist!  Until he runs around naked...then he has a little buddha belly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He LOVES his "cool dudes" (Ben language for sunglasses), and he is starting to understand a lot of words, though he isn't actually talking yet.  He knows his ABC toy, his train, his vacuum cleaner, and books.  He is getting sooo close to talking though, you can hear the changes in his babbles.  He also loves climbing on our ottomans, and tonight he actually figured out how to get down without falling!  I still don't trust him with stairs though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked up a toy kitchen at a garage sale for $20 and he absolutely loves it.  We put his snack on the stove, and his water sippy in the fridge, and he just thinks it's great.  He's such a fun, silly little guy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=lateseptember15.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/lateseptember15.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playin' with the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=lateseptember16.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/lateseptember16.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to climb the kitchen...tsk tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=lateseptember12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/lateseptember12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buckethead baby!  (He thinks this is the best game ever!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=lateseptember6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/lateseptember6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool dudes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we played outside in our "little redneck" outfit (according to daddy...I thought it was cute!  :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=lateseptember23.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/lateseptember23.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's home, he gets big smiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=lateseptember28.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/lateseptember28.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy doesn't get these smiles.  In fact, Ben went to Kia at daycare today instead of mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=lateseptember30.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/lateseptember30.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=lateseptember36.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/lateseptember36.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy pulled out his bucket of golf balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=lateseptember51.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/lateseptember51.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Daddy filled his pockets with golf balls.  Silly daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, it's my bedtime!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-7268732748833586701?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/7268732748833586701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=7268732748833586701' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7268732748833586701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7268732748833586701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-alright-then.html' title='well alright then!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/th_lateseptember15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-7682912459747772427</id><published>2009-09-23T06:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T06:39:33.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>testing, testing...</title><content type='html'>Okay, now that I am almost a month behind, I don't want to spend an hour getting pictures posted here (Blogger is so not friendly in that regard) and then have it sit here unnoticed.&lt;br /&gt;So...does anyone still check this thing?  If so, I will get a new post done soon...and this time really really try to be better about it.  If not, I'll just let it fade into oblivion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A treat for anyone who DOES read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SroIxx6QzjI/AAAAAAAAAtc/NvhKfKNDjuI/s1600-h/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SroIxx6QzjI/AAAAAAAAAtc/NvhKfKNDjuI/s320/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384625955779169842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-7682912459747772427?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/7682912459747772427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=7682912459747772427' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7682912459747772427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7682912459747772427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/09/testing-testing.html' title='testing, testing...'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SroIxx6QzjI/AAAAAAAAAtc/NvhKfKNDjuI/s72-c/DSC_0045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-1198584617201313791</id><published>2009-08-30T20:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:27:38.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mini-vacation</title><content type='html'>We have returned from our mini-vacation to Duluth/Superior and we had a great time! Ben travels pretty well - he gets a little tired of riding in the car, and he's going through a bit of a picky eating phase, but other than that, he's pretty willing to try whatever! We visited several waterfalls, the zoo (Ben didn't enjoy as much as we thought he would - he was scared of the petting zoo and cried!), Canal Park, and we took a small day trip down the coast of Lake Superior to Bayfield, Wisconsin.  We were going to visit Madeline Island, but the weather was cold and dreary, so we figured we'd save that for next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben is totally walking 100% of the time now and he's gotten pretty fast.  It is a challenge to keep him away from sharp corners, stairs, and generally anything he can injure himself on.  He has little regard for safety!  A surprise to those reading this, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll share a few pictures from our trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/DSC_0012.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the falls at Pattison State Park (well, I guess not the falls, but the view over them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0039.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/DSC_0039.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the little lake near our campsite.  it had a neat swimming beach, but unfortunately it was always too cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0053.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/DSC_0053.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blue eyed baby boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0110.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/DSC_0110.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing in the fountains in Canal Park in Duluth - he was having a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0121.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/DSC_0121.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheeser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0131.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/DSC_0131.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom &amp; ben at amnicon falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0143-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/DSC_0143-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=DSC_0141.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/DSC_0141.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amnicon...sooo beautiful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-1198584617201313791?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/1198584617201313791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=1198584617201313791' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1198584617201313791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1198584617201313791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/08/mini-vacation.html' title='mini-vacation'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/th_DSC_0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-21590411658736722</id><published>2009-08-13T21:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:04:16.132-05:00</updated><title type='text'>growing and learning</title><content type='html'>Today, for some reason, Ben decided he couldn't leave his blanket behind. Usually he wakes up with a paci in his mouth and one in each hand. I am trying my best to limit paci time these days, so I usually remove them all and away we go. Today he snatched up his blanket and wouldn't let it go, so it came with him to daycare. He's slept with that blanket for most of his life, but never really showed any attachment to it until today.&lt;br /&gt;He's very sensitive to feeling hungry and throws an absolute fit if he's hungry and there's no food ready. Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy have learned to implement immediate snacktime as soon as we get home in the afternoon. Usually, that snacktime lasts until suppertime and it's not until his little tummy is full to the brim that he's finally back to being our happy little man.&lt;br /&gt;He's started sharing, he'll bring a toy over and go "AH" and hand it to you. Sometimes, it's a toy that he wants you to turn on, sometimes he's just being friendly. Sometimes, he'll greet me after I get done cleaning up from supper with a big hug and kiss and then I melt into a big puddle of goo. Literally. Have you ever gotten a toddler kiss? :)&lt;br /&gt;If I had to guess, I would say that Ben is pretty close in his particular habits as his daddy was as a toddler. He loves to rearrange boxes, put blocks and things into containers, stack his cups, and generally "organize" things. He's going to have a fondness for Legos when he's older, his daddy says.&lt;br /&gt;He continues to be extremely difficult to photograph, but here are a few pictures from our trip this past weekend to La Crosse, where we met up with Jim, Jennifer, and Kael for a little sightseeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369649514448936098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SoTTyKUT3KI/AAAAAAAAAtU/h0lpMcUEWek/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369649499551123810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SoTTxS0ZSWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/CHL18vVJ4GU/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369649485631840226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SoTTwe9x3-I/AAAAAAAAAs8/ZrLz6XjTbPI/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SoTTvNC7H0I/AAAAAAAAAs0/pEJTyjPOvUQ/s1600-h/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369649463641710402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SoTTvNC7H0I/AAAAAAAAAs0/pEJTyjPOvUQ/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (hard to see, but he has dirt all over his mouth from trying to eat it!!  such a boy!)&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/4737063022356385066-21590411658736722?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/21590411658736722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=21590411658736722' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/21590411658736722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/21590411658736722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/08/growing-and-learning.html' title='growing and learning'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SoTTyKUT3KI/AAAAAAAAAtU/h0lpMcUEWek/s72-c/DSC_0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-8109696468311444662</id><published>2009-07-31T14:35:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T15:14:22.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am woefully behind. Thanks, Jon, for pointing that out! I've gotten terribly addicted to digital scrapbooking and spend entirely too much time doing that. Plus, I am weird about pictures and only feel comfortable posting them once they have been edited (to fix lighting issues and sharpen them), and this is kind of a putzy process, so I tend to put it off. In any case, while I take a break in writing Ben's thank-you notes (he is dictating them to me in his own language...don't worry, I am translating), I thought I would post a few pictures from his birthday party. I do have some other good ones from today, but maybe I can make another post later if I get to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ben had a dramatic start to his birthday party - a few hours before the party was set to start, he was practicing his walking skills and tripped on my purse strap, falling into the corner of the wall and splitting his little forehead open. What resulted was a lot of blood, a lot of tears (mostly mine!), and a visit to the ER that ended with 5 stitches in his precious head. He is healing up nicely and you would never guess looking at him now, less than 2 weeks later, that he ever had 5 stitches! So that will explain the band-aid in the birthday photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without further ado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364714708065733154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SnNLmn-SSiI/AAAAAAAAArU/zjjJKWtyiJE/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364714711861488306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SnNLm2HQ6rI/AAAAAAAAArc/lFrCICtHXVM/s320/DSC_0091+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;total destruction! the aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364714719140661618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SnNLnROwSXI/AAAAAAAAArk/LLHl3zcDLQc/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;he wasn't totally sure about getting frosting all over his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364714723167277058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SnNLngOxkAI/AAAAAAAAArs/IQOlgJZNVEw/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;...and his cup. ewww! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364714731884574386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SnNLoAtI9rI/AAAAAAAAAr0/ha5ZtGIzHgc/s320/DSC_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;present time! a wooden bus from great-grandma and great-aunt Lynn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364716487530485458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SnNNOM_vltI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Zjr5N6HNue0/s320/DSC_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364716496672574562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SnNNOvDYzGI/AAAAAAAAAsE/sf7-V1fmBh4/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;baby kael was a party guest and dressed for the occasion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364716496959172834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SnNNOwHt8OI/AAAAAAAAAsM/jexAYgWPX8g/s320/DSC_0093+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;ben got a wagon from grandma linda and grandpa russ - he has been on several wagon rides...mommy needs to remember the camera one of these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364716511386797218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SnNNPl3iBKI/AAAAAAAAAsc/o83Xk0YpEjk/s320/DSC_0104+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the 3 cousins on a household wagon ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364718832363107746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SnNPWsLZ9aI/AAAAAAAAAsk/dyPV-6sPzlA/s320/DSC_0101+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364718841826436914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SnNPXPbo5zI/AAAAAAAAAss/PZH2sDIhZL0/s320/DSC_0112+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;a few days later....our own personal harry potter!&lt;/p&gt;That's all for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-8109696468311444662?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/8109696468311444662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=8109696468311444662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/8109696468311444662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/8109696468311444662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-bash.html' title='birthday bash'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SnNLmn-SSiI/AAAAAAAAArU/zjjJKWtyiJE/s72-c/DSC_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-4459549206555779954</id><published>2009-07-16T21:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:43:56.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>one year old!</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Ben's first birthday yesterday!!  It wasn't a very eventful day...mommy had to work in the afternoon, but Ben got to bring some yummy cupcakes to daycare, and then he enjoyed another one after supper last night!  He will have his big party on Sunday, he will love seeing everyone then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had his doctors visit this morning - after 4 shots, he cried loudly for a minute or two, and then started "yelling" at the nurse loudly.  This kid has some attitude!  He performed like a champ though, and was calmed almost instantly by mommy giving him her cell phone.  When in doubt, give Ben a cell phone (but only a functioning one as he seems to know the difference!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week or so has been huge.  Ben started saying "mama" FINALLY, though he only says it when he's whining or crying.  Perhaps most excitingly, he has started taking his first unassisted steps!!  He started by walking to Remi from me.  Then he would walk between mommy and daddy (we would bribe him with some electronic device).  Now he will cruise along the furniture, then let go and take a few steps.  He is getting more and more steady on his feet every day!  He's picking up on it really fast.  Hopefully he can show off some of his skills at his party on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had his pictures taken last Saturday, and even though he was crabby, we got some great shots from that session.  I'll just post a couple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sl_kwjQRxcI/AAAAAAAAArA/_CNU0M4FQEQ/s1600-h/0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359253604342547906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sl_kwjQRxcI/AAAAAAAAArA/_CNU0M4FQEQ/s320/0100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sl_kwbskBMI/AAAAAAAAAq4/7PYQ_vVQiH8/s1600-h/0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359253602313700546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sl_kwbskBMI/AAAAAAAAAq4/7PYQ_vVQiH8/s320/0098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sl_kwBR1VJI/AAAAAAAAAqw/NPS5yF1VZ38/s1600-h/0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359253595222267026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sl_kwBR1VJI/AAAAAAAAAqw/NPS5yF1VZ38/s320/0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sl_kv-cepSI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Ur8IEMt41TU/s1600-h/0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359253594461611298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sl_kv-cepSI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Ur8IEMt41TU/s320/0049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sl_kvsIKbdI/AAAAAAAAAqg/nelPWCIwZdQ/s1600-h/0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359253589544562130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sl_kvsIKbdI/AAAAAAAAAqg/nelPWCIwZdQ/s320/0007.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/4737063022356385066-4459549206555779954?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/4459549206555779954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=4459549206555779954' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4459549206555779954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4459549206555779954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-year-old.html' title='one year old!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sl_kwjQRxcI/AAAAAAAAArA/_CNU0M4FQEQ/s72-c/0100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-5793032867081764122</id><published>2009-06-24T21:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:41:26.904-05:00</updated><title type='text'>watch this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qpzIQKsj5Qc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qpzIQKsj5Qc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going so fast!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-5793032867081764122?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/5793032867081764122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=5793032867081764122' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/5793032867081764122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/5793032867081764122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/06/watch-this.html' title='watch this!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-6119833243325767653</id><published>2009-06-22T21:24:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:35:46.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>eleven months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I realize a week has passed since Ben turned 11 months old...I'm so lazy about uploading photos here, it's just not the most easy process in the world.&lt;br /&gt;So, I have concluded that photographing an 11 month old baby is challenging. DUH, you say. Well, I managed to get ONE semi-decent picture of Ben for the sidebar, and about 150 blurry pictures of him trying to escape from the camera's eye. Then he cried and I took a picture of it. Y'know, because I'm just mean like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350344566136154242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SkA-CRp8qII/AAAAAAAAAqI/aJR2VbRoFMo/s320/eleven+month+photoshoot+(59).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350344561882950210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SkA-CBz56kI/AAAAAAAAAqA/WAaVYd7o2FU/s320/eleven+month+photoshoot+(70).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350344556187274402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SkA-Bsl8zKI/AAAAAAAAApw/_iAMT5FrhF0/s320/eleven+month+photoshoot+(48).JPG" border="0" /&gt;(I call this his "are you gonna stop me, mom?" look)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350344552302769058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SkA-BeHz86I/AAAAAAAAApo/2fkO-fQHEpw/s320/eleven+month+photoshoot+(18).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350344559046609058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SkA-B3PqyKI/AAAAAAAAAp4/d3T_rBfyt0g/s320/eleven+month+photoshoot+(63).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350345470491616418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SkA-26pF5KI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/woIaMNOn-Ws/s320/fathers+day+weekend+(41).JPG" border="0" /&gt;(this is especially for those missing the wild hair bath man photos...now we have mohawk baby!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight Ben took his first steps (and many, many more!) with his walker and we caught some on video, but since it takes forever and a decade to upload a video, tonight I will just post pictures, and come back with the video at a different time.&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/4737063022356385066-6119833243325767653?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/6119833243325767653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=6119833243325767653' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/6119833243325767653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/6119833243325767653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/06/eleven-months.html' title='eleven months'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SkA-CRp8qII/AAAAAAAAAqI/aJR2VbRoFMo/s72-c/eleven+month+photoshoot+(59).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-8691232457331603824</id><published>2009-06-13T21:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:36:13.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bathtime video and more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E6D-DWrchhc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E6D-DWrchhc&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have the hardest time uploading videos here, so I will just link to his bathtime video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben is going to be 11 months on Monday. 11 months old! I have no idea where the last 11 months have gone - it's like a whirlwind. He got his first 3 teeth when he was 6 months old, and then nothing until he was 10 months old. Then, in the past month, he has cut FIVE teeth. It's been miserable for all of us, but especially Ben, poor little guy. He's pulling up on everything and really cruising around furniture. He's become quite the pro at camping, which works out since we have three weekends in a row coming up! I'm excited that it's warm enough to get him into the pool - we bought our own little plastic pool on Friday and spent today splashing around in it. He so loves to play outside and we were happy to discover today that our neighborhood park is up and running! Now a swingset is just a short walk down the block!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some recent pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took a trip to the park in Rochester yesterday and Ben enjoyed the swings and driving the "car" (yes, I realize at some point I need to start putting shoes on the boy!). Then we came home and tried out the new pool, but it was a little chilly so he didn't actually want to get in the pool, just splash from the edges and laugh at mommy going crazy with the camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347004653003549010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SjRgZvqjKVI/AAAAAAAAAow/WUX0pOu6md0/s320/june+12.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347005491811978002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SjRhKkeECxI/AAAAAAAAApY/bXRf7O10I_4/s320/june+12+(17).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347004659695466610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SjRgaImBuHI/AAAAAAAAApA/F5563UxPLnc/s320/june+12+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347004663305915218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SjRgaWC0y1I/AAAAAAAAApI/YzASqL97cM8/s320/june+12+(13).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347004669176934082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SjRgar6lbsI/AAAAAAAAApQ/XB2A-ZuzkbI/s320/june+12+(23).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347006355572231378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SjRh82OjjNI/AAAAAAAAApg/DLtIW6puA3I/s320/june+12+(37).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-8691232457331603824?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/8691232457331603824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=8691232457331603824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/8691232457331603824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/8691232457331603824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/06/bathtime-video-and-more.html' title='bathtime video and more!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SjRgZvqjKVI/AAAAAAAAAow/WUX0pOu6md0/s72-c/june+12.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-735583206073882846</id><published>2009-06-02T09:34:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T10:05:14.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>haircut!</title><content type='html'>Our little man finally had his first haircut. It was a spur of the moment decision while we were camping over Memorial Day and Grandma Julie had the honors of trying to cut the hair of our squirmy little man. He did okay - it was a rough day though. He turned his head as Grandma was trimming around his ear and got a little cut on his ear. Then he tried to stand up in the pool and crashed down onto the deck. All in all though, he did great and he's such a trooper. He looks pretty grown up now. I'm just going to post pictures from the camping weekend, including haircut pictures! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342741722268952434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SiU7ShJ_53I/AAAAAAAAAnI/BUvNObD27VE/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342741723646596978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SiU7SmSdF3I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/uGPiddvRzDA/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342741733983854818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SiU7TMzDIOI/AAAAAAAAAnY/Gj5DeXwTgcE/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342741733483227346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SiU7TK7sKNI/AAAAAAAAAng/6O0cuPJjehQ/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342743411636347250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SiU802ikoXI/AAAAAAAAAnw/ZVG2HWLhsjY/s320/DSC_0124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342743415920747490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SiU81GgDY-I/AAAAAAAAAn4/7Hl1Xpc5vGw/s320/DSC_0144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342744553719539826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SiU93VIbKHI/AAAAAAAAAog/f_6wdpajXhw/s320/DSC_0319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342744559936891074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SiU93sSwaMI/AAAAAAAAAoo/PoPtWAl1yjk/s320/DSC_0326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342743424542418690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SiU81mnnpwI/AAAAAAAAAoA/jxyUsl584so/s320/DSC_0206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342743425839347618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SiU81rc1N6I/AAAAAAAAAoI/46KA9Jr7yvE/s320/DSC_0227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342743427969397922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SiU81zYrNKI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/X8g8ApBCYyg/s320/DSC_0247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And now...he's a new man!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342744550588579378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SiU93Jd8fjI/AAAAAAAAAoY/ER6FA_lQDF8/s320/DSC_0269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-735583206073882846?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/735583206073882846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=735583206073882846' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/735583206073882846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/735583206073882846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/06/haircut.html' title='haircut!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SiU7ShJ_53I/AAAAAAAAAnI/BUvNObD27VE/s72-c/DSC_0028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-9001147776242469679</id><published>2009-05-18T20:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:35:32.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ten months</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it. I feel like he literally JUST turned 9 months old, and already my little man is TEN MONTHS OLD. I truly cannot believe it. We had a big month! I officially night weaned Ben, so he is no longer getting up for a midnight snack! He spent a few nights home alone with daddy which was a great success. He's currently cutting the top two teeth for sure, and then most likely another on the bottom (3 must be a trend, he cut his first 3 teeth all at once, too!). And he learned how to pull himself up on things! The couch is still too squishy for him to pull himself to standing, but he's a champ at pulling up on the entertainment center...and then sticking his fingers in the VCR! I don't know HOW many times I redirected him on that the other day. He's still fascinated with daddy's cell phone and in fact threw a huge fit tonight when we took it away - he was soothed only by going outside and watching daddy mow the lawn and mommy water the plants. It's hard to believe he can change so much in just one short month.&lt;br /&gt;We did his 10 month pictures outside, but it is getting more and more difficult to even take these! He first of all, did not want to sit still. Then he wanted to watch Remi and wouldn't even look at me. Then he just wanted to chew on the camera. You'll be lucky if we get 11 and 12 month pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;Some 10 month photoshoot pictures (very few....as I said, very uncooperative baby) and some other random ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIMa3uB7aI/AAAAAAAAAm0/8Jo4MWMRWCw/s1600-h/here+comes+trouble+(20).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337342164160605602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIMa3uB7aI/AAAAAAAAAm0/8Jo4MWMRWCw/s320/here+comes+trouble+(20).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIMajdC4bI/AAAAAAAAAms/cMC8GRectRE/s1600-h/here+comes+trouble+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337342158720655794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIMajdC4bI/AAAAAAAAAms/cMC8GRectRE/s320/here+comes+trouble+(8).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIMaulJidI/AAAAAAAAAmk/iG64ItY2kqA/s1600-h/here+comes+trouble+(22).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337342161707436498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIMaulJidI/AAAAAAAAAmk/iG64ItY2kqA/s320/here+comes+trouble+(22).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIMaRAJvxI/AAAAAAAAAmc/YIOR3Cn3Xes/s1600-h/ten+month+photoshoot+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337342153767632658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIMaRAJvxI/AAAAAAAAAmc/YIOR3Cn3Xes/s320/ten+month+photoshoot+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIMaAkJqKI/AAAAAAAAAmU/QIS6PD8ixu4/s1600-h/official+10+month.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337342149355219106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIMaAkJqKI/AAAAAAAAAmU/QIS6PD8ixu4/s320/official+10+month.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's pretty good for now...I'll share more later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And PS - the overwhelming response to the haircut post is...CUT IT!  And so we will soon.  I'll keep you posted!  And make sure you read below for our camping pictures!&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/4737063022356385066-9001147776242469679?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/9001147776242469679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=9001147776242469679' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/9001147776242469679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/9001147776242469679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/05/ten-months.html' title='ten months'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIMa3uB7aI/AAAAAAAAAm0/8Jo4MWMRWCw/s72-c/here+comes+trouble+(20).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-199773500391749742</id><published>2009-05-18T20:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:26:04.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>camping trip!</title><content type='html'>A few weekends ago, we ventured out to Whitewater State Park for our first camping adventure of the season. Unfortunately, it was a little chilly and rainy at points, forcing us to spend more time indoors than perhaps we would have liked. We did get to go on a few good walks, and despite it being FREEZING in our camper each night, Ben performed like a champ!&lt;br /&gt;I'm too annoyed with the editing program on Blogger to caption each picture.  Basically, Daddy got Ben this cute little mini-chair for camping.  Ben enjoyed blueberry pancakes and sausage for breakfast!  And Ben chewed on his ands and toys all weekend.  That about sums it up nicely for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIKKnyn_eI/AAAAAAAAAmM/1BYjgUJRX_E/s1600-h/camping+and+misc+(24).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337339685983747554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIKKnyn_eI/AAAAAAAAAmM/1BYjgUJRX_E/s320/camping+and+misc+(24).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337339685171255410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIKKkw6WHI/AAAAAAAAAmE/z_C77s5SQeQ/s320/camping+and+misc+(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337339683750276130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIKKfeH7CI/AAAAAAAAAl8/_c87NAU-OYc/s320/camping+and+misc+(49).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIKKMw8pbI/AAAAAAAAAl0/skY7tKJ5ek0/s1600-h/camping+and+misc+(9).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337339678728955314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIKKMw8pbI/AAAAAAAAAl0/skY7tKJ5ek0/s320/camping+and+misc+(9).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIKJ34XZmI/AAAAAAAAAls/8zDEiwJWOIQ/s1600-h/camping+and+misc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337339673122924130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIKJ34XZmI/AAAAAAAAAls/8zDEiwJWOIQ/s320/camping+and+misc.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-199773500391749742?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/199773500391749742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=199773500391749742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/199773500391749742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/199773500391749742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/05/camping-trip.html' title='camping trip!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ShIKKnyn_eI/AAAAAAAAAmM/1BYjgUJRX_E/s72-c/camping+and+misc+(24).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-3429425264797324262</id><published>2009-05-13T10:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T10:56:02.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you decide 2009</title><content type='html'>Ben's hair has become a subject of great debate in the Espy household. As you may know, Ben was born with a full head of hair that thinned out and then it's like we applied miracle grow to it, it has sprung back to life in the past few months. Jon is all for giving him a haircut, I'm a little more sentimental and take this as a sign that my baby boy is growing up. I will admit, his hair is becoming a bit unruly! It's super long on top, and then it's shorter on the sides and sticks out. He's getting a little rat tail/mullet in the back. I'm going to post a few recent pictures and I want YOU to leave a comment as to what you think...should we cut his hair or wait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SgrtWsP6iEI/AAAAAAAAAlk/zDASi9Hw-e4/s1600-h/ben+and+kael+(25).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335337682664589378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SgrtWsP6iEI/AAAAAAAAAlk/zDASi9Hw-e4/s320/ben+and+kael+(25).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SgrtWna_WsI/AAAAAAAAAlc/r98fBH2mgjQ/s1600-h/DSC_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335337681368865474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SgrtWna_WsI/AAAAAAAAAlc/r98fBH2mgjQ/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SgrtWSO8JPI/AAAAAAAAAlU/bhokW5ajCDs/s1600-h/ben+and+kael+(18).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335337675681178866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SgrtWSO8JPI/AAAAAAAAAlU/bhokW5ajCDs/s320/ben+and+kael+(18).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SgrtWCtKNyI/AAAAAAAAAlM/SsIkFTvzXog/s1600-h/ben+and+kael+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335337671512962850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SgrtWCtKNyI/AAAAAAAAAlM/SsIkFTvzXog/s320/ben+and+kael+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4737063022356385066-3429425264797324262?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/3429425264797324262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=3429425264797324262' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/3429425264797324262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/3429425264797324262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-decide-2009.html' title='you decide 2009'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SgrtWsP6iEI/AAAAAAAAAlk/zDASi9Hw-e4/s72-c/ben+and+kael+(25).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-9207021680330033299</id><published>2009-05-02T21:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:10:09.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nine months</title><content type='html'>I'm only about a half a month behind, but Ben is now 9 months old!! He turned 9 months on April 15th, and had his checkup on Friday the 17th. He is holding steady at 20lb 12oz and they measured him at 26 inches long, but I am pretty sure they measured wrong since that would mean he has shrunk. His weight and length have dropped into the 50th percentile, but his head circumference is still above the 90th percentile! What a smart boy! haha. He's still army crawling and into EVERYTHING. We're waiting on more teeth, it seems like the top teeth are pretty close, but no sight of them yet. He's had his 3 bottom teeth since he was about 6.5 months old, and nothing since then! He's only just now starting to even show interest in pulling up on things and is highly motivated by the remote control and daddy's cell phone. He loves, loves, LOVES to knock down towers - if he is ever crabby, I just build a stack of cups or blocks and he gets a big grin on his face as he goes after it to knock it down. He's eating everything - if we're eating, he wants to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just going to post a bunch of pictures without captions as it's my bedtime and I want to get this caught up!! (Or at least mostly caught up!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331427872437850098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0JZyJGT_I/AAAAAAAAAjs/H_ramVx0zUE/s320/nine+month+photoshoot+(32).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331427883310343474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0JaapTZTI/AAAAAAAAAj8/EJmOjGhelUE/s320/nine+month+photoshoot+(12).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331427880492461074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0JaQJd7BI/AAAAAAAAAkE/lEAf0x6gpsY/s320/DSC_0206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331427887240017314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0JapSNdaI/AAAAAAAAAkM/rKH7H-_mXDI/s320/DSC_0220.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331428679232400050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0KIvr6KrI/AAAAAAAAAkU/zBfZyoZtP_U/s320/DSC_0222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331428680258511362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0KIzgjYgI/AAAAAAAAAkc/YFaQ6hEo3yc/s320/DSC_0226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331428684385529394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0KJC4grjI/AAAAAAAAAkk/aIWgeExLe8k/s320/DSC_0235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331428689146212338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0KJUni7_I/AAAAAAAAAks/4sRzgTeIr0I/s320/DSC_0239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331428692499168834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0KJhG8_kI/AAAAAAAAAk0/rFoZhCMl2js/s320/DSC_0249.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331429304975420578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0KtKwq7KI/AAAAAAAAAk8/N5PV8DL7riA/s320/DSC_0253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331429308097992466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0KtWZJlxI/AAAAAAAAAlE/tinr7et5Z3w/s320/DSC_0254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to scroll down for Easter pics from the Espy Easter!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-9207021680330033299?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/9207021680330033299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=9207021680330033299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/9207021680330033299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/9207021680330033299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/05/nine-months.html' title='nine months'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0JZyJGT_I/AAAAAAAAAjs/H_ramVx0zUE/s72-c/nine+month+photoshoot+(32).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-5786608364172568491</id><published>2009-05-02T21:33:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:11:15.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>catchup - Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ben's first Easter was pretty fun, and pretty bittersweet too, as it was among the last of our days with Gramps. We spent the first part of the weekend with the Espy side of the family, and Ben had a great time (though he wasn't too fond of sleeping while we were there, the little stinker!). He had fun entertaining everyone with his lightning fast army crawl and his ability to knock over a tower of cups in a split second. He even enjoyed some bonding time with Uncle Ryan, learning to play the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331423271202017298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0FN9M_UBI/AAAAAAAAAjE/BXg7etmd6Pw/s320/DSC_0155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331423258551435410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0FNOE2wJI/AAAAAAAAAik/IMVzR1FcF68/s320/DSC_0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331423260528037890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0FNVcHUAI/AAAAAAAAAis/vFYK-QIwjmk/s320/DSC_0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331423267139099154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0FNuEUGhI/AAAAAAAAAi0/zljfixBmUWo/s320/DSC_0146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331423267459268514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0FNvQpf6I/AAAAAAAAAi8/JgjBXprBZ94/s320/DSC_0150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331424262146529202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0GHowkl7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/1nUajS-212k/s320/DSC_0173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;off to get his Easter basket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331424267328023362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0GH8D760I/AAAAAAAAAjU/LP2fdj_NnPA/s320/DSC_0174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331424268875564290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0GIB05hQI/AAAAAAAAAjc/0pNw4dfokdk/s320/DSC_0184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331424273614872690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0GITe1oHI/AAAAAAAAAjk/RUgfx80cqHE/s320/DSC_0190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-5786608364172568491?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/5786608364172568491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=5786608364172568491' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/5786608364172568491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/5786608364172568491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/05/catchup-easter.html' title='catchup - Easter'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sf0FN9M_UBI/AAAAAAAAAjE/BXg7etmd6Pw/s72-c/DSC_0155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-6858341489376991972</id><published>2009-04-25T21:41:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:49:24.804-05:00</updated><title type='text'>our absence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I am behind in blogging. The past few weeks have been stressful, sad, and amazing (I know it seems like a weird word to use, but it really has been!). We found out approximately two weeks ago that my grandpa had about a week to live. He went downhill quickly, but held on for that whole week, fighting the whole way...still wanting to play with Ben and watch him grow and learn. He passed away peacefully in his sleep in the wee morning hours of April 17. I'm still not able to really think about it without tearing up, I miss him so much. He loved Ben and would have given him the world if he could. I feel so honored to have been able to spend his last days on Earth with him, and I know he's watching over us from heaven (and perhaps even in the form of birds pooping on fingers!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have some other pictures to post, but will do that in the next few days. For now...this one, of Ben and Grandpa, the Saturday before Easter. They had such a special bond, and I am so glad to have these pictures of them together so I can show Ben someday how much his great-grandpa loved him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328826436584506706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SfPLaSZUhVI/AAAAAAAAAiU/pBNiK5_nV9E/s320/DSC_0106.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Enjoy your stay up in Heaven there, grandpa.  We miss you down here, but we'll never forget you!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-6858341489376991972?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/6858341489376991972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=6858341489376991972' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/6858341489376991972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/6858341489376991972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-absence.html' title='our absence'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SfPLaSZUhVI/AAAAAAAAAiU/pBNiK5_nV9E/s72-c/DSC_0106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-2670211502555860404</id><published>2009-04-08T20:12:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:27:06.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>best buddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben and Remi had a love/hate relationship at first. Well, I guess it was more of a love/tolerate relationship. Ben has loved Remi from the start, but Remi wasn't so sure about this little creature who stole his parents attention away and seemed to do nothing but cry all the time, disrupting his beloved all-day naps. Now, though, Remi seems to be really warming up to Ben, and not just when he's tossing food over the edge of his high chair! If Ben wakes up crying in the morning or from a nap, I always find Remi dutifully sitting outside Ben's door until I get there. Remi was even kind enough to share a piece of dog food with Ben the other day...that boy is quicker than I thought, I don't think Remi is pleased with now having his food and water put up on the table unless we're right next to Ben to supervise him. I also think he's not too happy about having to share his ducks with Ben...those seem to be what Ben goes after, too! Tonight they had a snuggle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322495581030866018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sd1Nh_nuXGI/AAAAAAAAAh8/dZ3FUk_rFqE/s320/funny+faces+(28).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322494873175307586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sd1M4ypztUI/AAAAAAAAAhs/2Ya40rIJspE/s320/funny+faces+(27).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322494869801596994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sd1M4mFc-EI/AAAAAAAAAhk/_DTIRN5e67Q/s320/funny+faces+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322495582885389490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sd1NiGh4JLI/AAAAAAAAAiE/j23bUywn4Rk/s320/funny+faces+(9).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322495586168251634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sd1NiSwkpPI/AAAAAAAAAiM/TVTQzCSN5ec/s320/funny+faces+(25).JPG" border="0" /&gt;The last two are Ben's new "scrunchy face"....neither fully captures it. The first one is close, but usually he kind of puckers his lips. I don't know if he is getting his top teeth or what, but he has been extra fussy and his hands are red and raw from him chewing on them so much, poor little man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-2670211502555860404?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/2670211502555860404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=2670211502555860404' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2670211502555860404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2670211502555860404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-buddies.html' title='best buddies'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sd1Nh_nuXGI/AAAAAAAAAh8/dZ3FUk_rFqE/s72-c/funny+faces+(28).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-2936148425127731425</id><published>2009-04-03T21:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T21:25:08.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>photo dump II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Yep, that's right, scroll down below this post for part I of the photo dump!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320654520822627922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SdbDGL41flI/AAAAAAAAAg0/tFsyqq_ePbc/s320/little+man+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ben got a new ride on/walker toy and he LOVES it, though he doesn't really move himself around too much on it. He loves the little compartment in the front, and he likes to bounce up and down on it! He also giggles hysterically when I say "BEEP BEEP, Here comes Ben!"...I have no idea why he finds that so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320654534549515202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SdbDG_BlK8I/AAAAAAAAAhU/-XU9vnnzams/s320/little+man+(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ben dressed up like daddy today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320654530462861138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SdbDGvzPx1I/AAAAAAAAAhM/BPM0ExTunkE/s320/little+man+(29).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Excited about something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320654523745074018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SdbDGWxme2I/AAAAAAAAAg8/OZLm2dvtGlo/s320/little+man+(28).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Prepping himself for his solo...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320654524104613026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SdbDGYHUnKI/AAAAAAAAAhE/LNX_oU04xcY/s320/little+man+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ben Espy...your next American Idol!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320655836103677314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SdbESvsRlYI/AAAAAAAAAhc/UxqUj9oNNA4/s320/little+man+(9).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Little man fought his nap HARD this afternoon, so when I went to wake him (if he sleeps past 4ish in the afternoon, he is a BEAR to put to bed at night!), I found him like this!  Crazy kid!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, those are the highlights from the past few days...I think I covered most of them!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-2936148425127731425?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/2936148425127731425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=2936148425127731425' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2936148425127731425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2936148425127731425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/04/photo-dump-ii.html' title='photo dump II'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SdbDGL41flI/AAAAAAAAAg0/tFsyqq_ePbc/s72-c/little+man+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-597051493063120412</id><published>2009-04-03T20:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T21:09:08.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>photo dump I</title><content type='html'>I have been on a picture taking frenzy lately...I have so many cute ones I want to share, but it is such a pain to upload them to blogger! I am just going to do a couple of photo dump posts, just to get caught up. Ben is pretty status quo anyway, except this week he DID learn how to get himself into a sitting position from laying on his tummy! Go Ben!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On with the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320649134706192610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sda-MrCm8OI/AAAAAAAAAgM/1KYPPdyjniw/s320/random+trouble+(31).JPG" border="0" /&gt;We did a mini photoshoot the other day...not so easy with a mobile baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320649126829818610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sda-MNsvAvI/AAAAAAAAAf8/OUT_Egarq4w/s320/random+trouble+(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320649128506987538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sda-MT8mlBI/AAAAAAAAAgE/-0UhgbOIncs/s320/random+trouble+(15).JPG" border="0" /&gt;loungin' and playin' with a sticker...he had his legs crossed and it was too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320649124851360306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sda-MGVCIjI/AAAAAAAAAf0/_XCTWA8L4NI/s320/baby+in+a+box.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;daddy bought a steam vacuum and we had fun with the box!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320649120799919362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sda-L3PGDQI/AAAAAAAAAfs/aQKeSazKI5c/s320/baby+in+a+box+(13).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320650720033381634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sda_o82EHQI/AAAAAAAAAgU/eSh1Qm6bDrA/s320/baby+in+a+box+(17).JPG" border="0" /&gt;check out that belly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320650728361072322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sda_pb3ilsI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5fYMhM_7he8/s320/random+trouble+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;have I mentioned how he's getting into EVERYTHING?  he is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320650721072755426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sda_pAt3suI/AAAAAAAAAgc/SXaR4oclSuo/s320/random+trouble+(33).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;his new favorite pasttime...break into the tv cabinet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-597051493063120412?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/597051493063120412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=597051493063120412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/597051493063120412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/597051493063120412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/04/photo-dump-i.html' title='photo dump I'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/Sda-MrCm8OI/AAAAAAAAAgM/1KYPPdyjniw/s72-c/random+trouble+(31).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-2266469839616047072</id><published>2009-03-23T21:21:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:37:39.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>here comes trouble!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOW, has Ben really started to get into everything lately. He is going to pick up on the meaning of the word "no" very soon here, and maybe he already knows and has just learned to ignore us! He loves going after cords and opening the doors on our entertainment center, and when you say "BEN! No no!", he just turns and looks at you for a second, and then goes on his merry way. What a little stinker! I am frightened for what toddler Ben is going to be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Espy came to visit this past Friday. Grandpa spent the day working on Jon's office, and Grandma spent some time watching Ben (so mommy could go get lectured by the dentist on why she should floss more!). We so appreciate the help at the office, and I know Ben enjoyed his day of playing and reading with grandma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316575224245222194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SchE_37HezI/AAAAAAAAAe0/13SB9_aONr0/s320/grandma+linda%27s+visit+(22).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday we all enjoyed a quiet day at home (well, Jon went to show some houses, but we spent the afternoon at home). Only, it was not so quiet as our little explorer was on a mission again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316575245159145170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SchFBF1YntI/AAAAAAAAAfM/eiRDydkc0Q4/s320/grandma+linda%27s+visit+(34).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;He was going after the cell phone charger cords, and attempting to move the blockade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316575252064695394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SchFBfjy9GI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ZovqG67Otho/s320/grandma+linda%27s+visit+(20).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And then he noticed there is stuff up there...like a tiny pocket gopher.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He's getting so good at feeding himself...he enjoys pancakes, waffles, bits of bread, Gerber puffs, biter biscuits, and he's tried diced apples, but he's not real motivated with the things he can't easily pick up! But he's much better at actually getting food IN his mouth. Albeit, slightly messy!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316575231766390818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SchFAT8TaCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Wy-FhRCfhhU/s320/grandma+linda%27s+visit+(36).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316575243138281186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SchFA-TkruI/AAAAAAAAAfE/jLagzChyMB4/s320/grandma+linda%27s+visit+(14).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's still pretty expressive...and sometimes he will even show off his three gleaming white teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316577016744351474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SchGoNgNlvI/AAAAAAAAAfk/WplOWUwah94/s320/grandma+linda%27s+visit+(16).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316577005333722594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SchGni_tNeI/AAAAAAAAAfc/gRUHAMtfjTg/s320/grandma+linda%27s+visit+(32).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-2266469839616047072?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/2266469839616047072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=2266469839616047072' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2266469839616047072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2266469839616047072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/03/here-comes-trouble.html' title='here comes trouble!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SchE_37HezI/AAAAAAAAAe0/13SB9_aONr0/s72-c/grandma+linda%27s+visit+(22).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-1286117471101048377</id><published>2009-03-17T20:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:36:08.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>eight months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOW! Little man turned 8 months old on Sunday. I can hardly believe it! He's almost crawling. I mean, he's crawling, just not in the traditional sense, but he is getting up on hands and knees and rocking. But he gives up easily, knowing he can move himself without being on hands and knees. He is now almost 21lbs and almost 28 inches long, and battling a cold at the moment. I took him into the doctor today and it turns out he has his first ear infection! I would have never guessed he had one, I actually had him in for a cough he's had for a few days now. But he has a mild ear infection and a prescription for amoxicillin. Mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he wasn't very cooperative with pictures this time around, so I just have a few: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314334582142218210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ScBPJVopL-I/AAAAAAAAAek/11N90nT_WTQ/s320/eight+month+photoshoot+(41).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Doesn't he look like a little beefcake here?  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314334575396873762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ScBPI8gbZiI/AAAAAAAAAec/RVQ-O84sFIQ/s320/eight+month+photoshoot+(37).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Injuries sustained at daycare due to his uncontrollable fingernails!  I swear, I cut them every other day it feels like!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314334562985216962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ScBPIORQi8I/AAAAAAAAAeM/MpjmrauukY4/s320/eight+month+photoshoot+(15).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I liked this one because it shows his (3!!!!) teeth, but you can't see on the small version!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314334564460335570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ScBPITw9EdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/o4uBrTwrhi8/s320/eight+month+photoshoot+(18).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yay!  I got a smile!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And that's what I have for now...I have lots more pictures I want to share, but it's so tedious to upload them to Blogger!  Someday, I'll catch up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-1286117471101048377?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/1286117471101048377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=1286117471101048377' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1286117471101048377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1286117471101048377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/03/eight-months.html' title='eight months'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/ScBPJVopL-I/AAAAAAAAAek/11N90nT_WTQ/s72-c/eight+month+photoshoot+(41).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-4639482043636086622</id><published>2009-03-06T14:33:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:48:45.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'>go go go</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;That's what Ben likes to do these days.  Nothing is safe...except his toys.  Ben thinks his toys are no fun at all, and prefers to chase after the TV remote, daddy's cell phone, the laptop cords, the knobs for the entertainment center, magazines, pieces of carpet fiber that are loose...anything that isn't his toys, basically.  He isn't even into non-toy items that I give him anymore...he only wants what he can't have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snapped a few pictures of him today as we've been playing and hanging out.  These were taken in the basement, I had set Ben down with his ring toy so I could throw some clothes in the dryer, and when I came out, he was going after Remi's precious duck...Remi was not pleased!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGJylJs5II/AAAAAAAAAck/7jxRgrrWNKA/s1600-h/man+on+the+move+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGJylJs5II/AAAAAAAAAck/7jxRgrrWNKA/s320/man+on+the+move+(2).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310176937705792642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;hey, remi...can I play with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGJzOwsciI/AAAAAAAAAcs/CTZ53HSvF1g/s1600-h/man+on+the+move+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGJzOwsciI/AAAAAAAAAcs/CTZ53HSvF1g/s320/man+on+the+move+(4).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310176948875194914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;uh oh...hand on the paw, hand on the paw!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGJzXymdzI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Vt72pS3djiE/s1600-h/man+on+the+move+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGJzXymdzI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Vt72pS3djiE/s320/man+on+the+move+(8).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310176951299110706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;after having given up on remi's duck, he was on the move again.  he does get himself twisted in some strange positions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGJzo4f7qI/AAAAAAAAAc8/1OtRU5Dph3Q/s1600-h/man+on+the+move+(17).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGJzo4f7qI/AAAAAAAAAc8/1OtRU5Dph3Q/s320/man+on+the+move+(17).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310176955887251106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;found the ring from the ring toy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGJz5H7LgI/AAAAAAAAAdE/zY5os_19iAc/s1600-h/man+on+the+move+(20).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGJz5H7LgI/AAAAAAAAAdE/zY5os_19iAc/s320/man+on+the+move+(20).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310176960246918658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;uh oh...into the bathroom it went.  here's a room i've never seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGKeQnsPCI/AAAAAAAAAdM/58mC_cyvhyY/s1600-h/man+on+the+move+(26).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGKeQnsPCI/AAAAAAAAAdM/58mC_cyvhyY/s320/man+on+the+move+(26).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310177688108678178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;hey mama, i'm just going to get my toy, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGKfEpdtkI/AAAAAAAAAdc/YHetyP43MjI/s1600-h/man+on+the+move+(25).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGKfEpdtkI/AAAAAAAAAdc/YHetyP43MjI/s320/man+on+the+move+(25).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310177702074758722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; up on all fours...for the record, he doesn't crawl this way.  it's really more like he's dragging his body with his arms when he crawls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGKegC97QI/AAAAAAAAAdU/yRwuQVmkf-c/s1600-h/man+on+the+move+(28).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGKegC97QI/AAAAAAAAAdU/yRwuQVmkf-c/s320/man+on+the+move+(28).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310177692249615618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;success!  i got the toy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGKfedc1qI/AAAAAAAAAdk/MgT0q0CUgII/s1600-h/man+on+the+move+(30).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGKfedc1qI/AAAAAAAAAdk/MgT0q0CUgII/s320/man+on+the+move+(30).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310177709003691682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;oh man!  and now it's even further in.  oh well, i guess i'll just have to explore this room a bit more! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-4639482043636086622?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/4639482043636086622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=4639482043636086622' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4639482043636086622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4639482043636086622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/03/go-go-go.html' title='go go go'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SbGJylJs5II/AAAAAAAAAck/7jxRgrrWNKA/s72-c/man+on+the+move+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-5655219565681535584</id><published>2009-02-24T19:54:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T09:43:14.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ben and kael</title><content type='html'>This past weekend, we visited our friends Jim and Jennifer who had a bouncing baby boy, Kael, at the beginning of the month.  It was fun to see them and little Kael, who is so teeny tiny, yet he weighed more at birth than Ben did...still he seems so small.  Was it really only 7 months ago that Ben was that small?  It seems like it lasted only a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Jennifer was kind enough to send some pictures along, so I thought I'd share some pictures of baby Ben meeting baby Kael!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SaSmGiWqDDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/lr6J2W7vt10/s1600-h/ben+and+kael6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SaSmGiWqDDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/lr6J2W7vt10/s320/ben+and+kael6.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306548892180548658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...what's this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SaSmGo4AaEI/AAAAAAAAAbk/symDRblEWKA/s1600-h/ben+and+kael9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SaSmGo4AaEI/AAAAAAAAAbk/symDRblEWKA/s320/ben+and+kael9.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306548893931038786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh!  He has eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SaSmGbmk-qI/AAAAAAAAAbc/2yYpdw4TWjI/s1600-h/ben+and+kael5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SaSmGbmk-qI/AAAAAAAAAbc/2yYpdw4TWjI/s320/ben+and+kael5.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306548890368277154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I chew on him?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SaSmGPFdIWI/AAAAAAAAAbU/hnavbq68PdQ/s1600-h/ben+and+kael4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SaSmGPFdIWI/AAAAAAAAAbU/hnavbq68PdQ/s320/ben+and+kael4.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306548887008125282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He moves, too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SaSmF1HXBXI/AAAAAAAAAbM/nZ-eXqzI31I/s1600-h/ben+and+kael2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SaSmF1HXBXI/AAAAAAAAAbM/nZ-eXqzI31I/s320/ben+and+kael2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306548880036791666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all good, I like this guy!  I can teach him all of my fun tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben also tested out their high chair...he approved!  (also, a plastic cup = MINUTES of entertainment!  which is about all we can ask for these days.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SaSnT3A59lI/AAAAAAAAAb0/TjyOckGBhHw/s1600-h/ben+and+kael.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SaSnT3A59lI/AAAAAAAAAb0/TjyOckGBhHw/s320/ben+and+kael.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306550220576388690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-5655219565681535584?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/5655219565681535584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=5655219565681535584' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/5655219565681535584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/5655219565681535584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/02/ben-and-kael.html' title='ben and kael'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SaSmGiWqDDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/lr6J2W7vt10/s72-c/ben+and+kael6.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-376311807946596861</id><published>2009-02-15T09:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T10:03:30.674-06:00</updated><title type='text'>seven months</title><content type='html'>Ben's sixth month brought a lot of change...he cut his two bottom teeth, began rolling to get places (everywhere!), started eating solids regularly, started making sounds like "dada" (still no "mama" of course), and just a few days before his official seven "monthday", he started sleeping unswaddled at night!  He's just growing up SO fast and I have a feeling he will be crawling at some point during his 7th month...he's very close now.  He's also grabbing for everything and of course, everything goes in his mouth!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the pictures from our photoshoot this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg8S8AX07I/AAAAAAAAAas/77s4fjTPyRM/s1600-h/seven+month+photoshoot+(22).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg8S8AX07I/AAAAAAAAAas/77s4fjTPyRM/s320/seven+month+photoshoot+(22).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303054857271759794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg8SuMhuTI/AAAAAAAAAak/z9S5FWiR-MY/s1600-h/seven+month+photoshoot+(56).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg8SuMhuTI/AAAAAAAAAak/z9S5FWiR-MY/s320/seven+month+photoshoot+(56).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303054853564643634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this one was too cute not to include!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg8SNwWv9I/AAAAAAAAAac/PUSLOJKJgkE/s1600-h/seven+month+photoshoot+(16).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg8SNwWv9I/AAAAAAAAAac/PUSLOJKJgkE/s320/seven+month+photoshoot+(16).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303054844856549330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg8SG2AEGI/AAAAAAAAAaU/z7bIjV1M_y4/s1600-h/seven+month+photoshoot+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg8SG2AEGI/AAAAAAAAAaU/z7bIjV1M_y4/s320/seven+month+photoshoot+(7).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303054843001180258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg8R5aGVUI/AAAAAAAAAaM/u2ibhzXdoIM/s1600-h/seven+month+photoshoot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg8R5aGVUI/AAAAAAAAAaM/u2ibhzXdoIM/s320/seven+month+photoshoot.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303054839394489666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg8nqFyV1I/AAAAAAAAAa8/o_5OqlmKf8M/s1600-h/seven+month+photoshoot+(29).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg8nqFyV1I/AAAAAAAAAa8/o_5OqlmKf8M/s320/seven+month+photoshoot+(29).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303055213239883602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took so many...I think this is the best sampling of them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-376311807946596861?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/376311807946596861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=376311807946596861' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/376311807946596861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/376311807946596861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/02/seven-months.html' title='seven months'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg8S8AX07I/AAAAAAAAAas/77s4fjTPyRM/s72-c/seven+month+photoshoot+(22).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-228889576778350755</id><published>2009-02-15T09:33:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T09:47:00.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just random pictures</title><content type='html'>Okay, I finally cleaned off the memory card from the past few weeks, so I am here to share a few random pictures before I bombard you with the seven month photoshoot that we did this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, from Uncle Ryan's birthday party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg2IpmiVkI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Xfwpw738vFU/s1600-h/february+(43).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg2IpmiVkI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Xfwpw738vFU/s320/february+(43).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303048083463099970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben loved Ryan's presents and tried to steal them...just like at Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg2IbNVtcI/AAAAAAAAAZM/kkQNldda8nE/s1600-h/february+(60).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg2IbNVtcI/AAAAAAAAAZM/kkQNldda8nE/s320/february+(60).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303048079599318466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Ryan was very gracious about sharing his presents...he did get to keep the presents, just not the wrapping!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg2IHMtKuI/AAAAAAAAAZE/adPSkCseeZk/s1600-h/february+(42).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg2IHMtKuI/AAAAAAAAAZE/adPSkCseeZk/s320/february+(42).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303048074227952354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Ben accompanied Daddy to show a rental property, so while Daddy worked, Mommy attempted to photograph Ben's two tiny teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg3FiPMkMI/AAAAAAAAAZk/h5gHg-JDEuo/s1600-h/february+(54).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg3FiPMkMI/AAAAAAAAAZk/h5gHg-JDEuo/s320/february+(54).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303049129458176194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg3FgppQZI/AAAAAAAAAZc/glmQ7rdOgg8/s1600-h/february+(33).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg3FgppQZI/AAAAAAAAAZc/glmQ7rdOgg8/s320/february+(33).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303049129032237458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some of Ben reading his favorite book (Rainbow Rob) and a cheeser shot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg4PlkHRJI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/RLhLZf37JUg/s1600-h/february+(38).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg4PlkHRJI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/RLhLZf37JUg/s320/february+(38).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303050401661535378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg4PB23RwI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/WIrht1xEc38/s1600-h/february+(36).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg4PB23RwI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/WIrht1xEc38/s320/february+(36).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303050392076502786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg4O2Yw4sI/AAAAAAAAAZs/vTQoCbLJpa8/s1600-h/february+(35).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg4O2Yw4sI/AAAAAAAAAZs/vTQoCbLJpa8/s320/february+(35).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303050388997464770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, Ben's cousin, Scarlett, in a bag...just because that's how things go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg4o29tiaI/AAAAAAAAAaE/yqY5kK-HyMg/s1600-h/february+(9).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg4o29tiaI/AAAAAAAAAaE/yqY5kK-HyMg/s320/february+(9).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303050835829033378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(she doesn't look pleased, but she really did enjoy being stuffed in a bag!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned, 7 month pictures will be here shortly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-228889576778350755?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/228889576778350755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=228889576778350755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/228889576778350755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/228889576778350755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-random-pictures.html' title='just random pictures'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SZg2IpmiVkI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Xfwpw738vFU/s72-c/february+(43).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-3542805786814194093</id><published>2009-02-06T08:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T08:34:26.122-06:00</updated><title type='text'>man v food</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted many pictures of Ben enjoying his solids since we started him on them because...well, he's a boring solids eater!  He generally doesn't smear them all over his face or spit them everywhere, he is just content to let me shovel them into his mouth and he swallows them easily!  Not surprisingly, he eats like a champ.  For the past couple of days, however, he has taken more interest in the spoon and wants to hold it himself.  Mostly he just wants to chew on it as he has both of his bottom teeth now!  This morning I broke out the camera while he had his breakfast (prunes/apples and oatmeal...mmm!).  I gave him a different spoon to play with than what I was feeding him so that some food would actually get into his mouth.  Solids are so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SYxJ3loSJYI/AAAAAAAAAYc/XwfiIoz6of8/s1600-h/man+v+food+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SYxJ3loSJYI/AAAAAAAAAYc/XwfiIoz6of8/s320/man+v+food+(2).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299692080850937218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SYxJ37dTaoI/AAAAAAAAAYk/nx3LnDfK0vA/s1600-h/man+v+food+(11).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SYxJ37dTaoI/AAAAAAAAAYk/nx3LnDfK0vA/s320/man+v+food+(11).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299692086710463106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SYxJ3yVpnII/AAAAAAAAAYs/jfWZamNpUEM/s1600-h/man+v+food+(20).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SYxJ3yVpnII/AAAAAAAAAYs/jfWZamNpUEM/s320/man+v+food+(20).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299692084262444162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remi has also been paying a little more attention to Ben these days, and not just when he's eating solids and flinging food covered spoons onto the floor.  This morning he tried to share his icky duck with Ben (Remi's most prized possession)...he really likes Ben!  (And NO, I didn't let Ben chew on that stinky old duck!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SYxJ4HveqoI/AAAAAAAAAY0/jQHfI6pDrkw/s1600-h/playing+with+remi+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SYxJ4HveqoI/AAAAAAAAAY0/jQHfI6pDrkw/s320/playing+with+remi+(2).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299692090007923330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SYxJ4PRXlYI/AAAAAAAAAY8/pYEXU1Ok-kQ/s1600-h/playing+with+remi+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SYxJ4PRXlYI/AAAAAAAAAY8/pYEXU1Ok-kQ/s320/playing+with+remi+(4).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299692092029113730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more pictures from last weekend to share, but I can't find the camera at the moment and Ben is not enjoying his exersaucer anymore at the moment, so I'll have to post those a little later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-3542805786814194093?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/3542805786814194093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=3542805786814194093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/3542805786814194093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/3542805786814194093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/02/man-v-food.html' title='man v food'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SYxJ3loSJYI/AAAAAAAAAYc/XwfiIoz6of8/s72-c/man+v+food+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-2376886194111239998</id><published>2009-01-27T07:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T07:16:34.648-06:00</updated><title type='text'>learning some skills</title><content type='html'>The other day, I mastered the art of taking pictures using the manual setting on my camera.  Well, I still have a lot to learn, but I finally figured out how to adjust the settings to make the pictures actually come out clear, and I posted them on my message boards for critique, and someone made a few edits in photoshop and now these photos look AMAZING!  So I thought I would share them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SX8IX42MdnI/AAAAAAAAAYU/J-6rwSZABvE/s1600-h/beautiful+boy2bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SX8IX42MdnI/AAAAAAAAAYU/J-6rwSZABvE/s320/beautiful+boy2bw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295960893300700786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SX8IX6EKucI/AAAAAAAAAYM/jpgkR9wam0g/s1600-h/beautiful+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SX8IX6EKucI/AAAAAAAAAYM/jpgkR9wam0g/s320/beautiful+boy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295960893627742658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SX8IX81_oVI/AAAAAAAAAYE/LwX8ataYCxY/s1600-h/beautiful+boy+color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SX8IX81_oVI/AAAAAAAAAYE/LwX8ataYCxY/s320/beautiful+boy+color.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295960894373601618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SX8IXr4JGLI/AAAAAAAAAX8/YDN0udIX8SE/s1600-h/beautiful+boy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SX8IXr4JGLI/AAAAAAAAAX8/YDN0udIX8SE/s320/beautiful+boy3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295960889819207858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SX8IXB_jqgI/AAAAAAAAAX0/wiSmH8dSW4Q/s1600-h/beautiful+boy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SX8IXB_jqgI/AAAAAAAAAX0/wiSmH8dSW4Q/s320/beautiful+boy2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295960878576019970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he handsome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I think we are VERY VERY close to having a tooth.  Yesterday when I nursed him at lunch time at daycare, I noticed a tiny little "hole" in his bottom gums, which would explain why he has been sleeping poorly the last couple of nights.  But no matter how poorly he sleeps at night, you can count on this kid waking up between 6:30 and 7am no matter what!  Didn't he get the memo about how he NEEDS TO SLEEP?  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-2376886194111239998?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/2376886194111239998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=2376886194111239998' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2376886194111239998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2376886194111239998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/01/learning-some-skills.html' title='learning some skills'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SX8IX42MdnI/AAAAAAAAAYU/J-6rwSZABvE/s72-c/beautiful+boy2bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-5133046394097118645</id><published>2009-01-23T08:26:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:35:05.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>on the move</title><content type='html'>Well, Ben has officially learned to use his rolling over skills to his advantage...time to start babyproofing!  Usually in the morning after I nurse him, I will set him in the living room on one of his blankets and with some toys, and make myself some toast in the kitchen, or get his cereal/fruit ready for breakfast.  As you know, our kitchen is close to the living room, so I check on him frequently and usually he just plays with his toys and is happy as a clam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I was doing something in the kitchen and I could hear him chattering away happily in the living room.  I peeked in to check on him, and he wasn't on his blanket!  It took me a few seconds to figure out where he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SXnUq9yvkiI/AAAAAAAAAXc/U9g08TF0-dY/s1600-h/on+the+move.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SXnUq9yvkiI/AAAAAAAAAXc/U9g08TF0-dY/s320/on+the+move.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294496671557718562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, he was CHEWING on his bouncy chair.  and he started out in the middle of that quilt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SXnUrBmIGcI/AAAAAAAAAXk/5WXA0PsdMuQ/s1600-h/on+the+move+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SXnUrBmIGcI/AAAAAAAAAXk/5WXA0PsdMuQ/s320/on+the+move+(3).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294496672578542018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repositioned him and returned to the kitchen to make his cereal for breakfast, and literally 2 minutes later when I came to grab him, I found him once again in a new spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SXnUrLBTjMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/_CWTtt938OQ/s1600-h/on+the+move+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SXnUrLBTjMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/_CWTtt938OQ/s320/on+the+move+(5).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294496675108457666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was checking himself out in the reflection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to start babyproofing...this baby's on the move!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-5133046394097118645?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/5133046394097118645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=5133046394097118645' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/5133046394097118645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/5133046394097118645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-move.html' title='on the move'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SXnUq9yvkiI/AAAAAAAAAXc/U9g08TF0-dY/s72-c/on+the+move.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-6107060271744493806</id><published>2009-01-20T20:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:57:01.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>jumping bean</title><content type='html'>Well, he finally figured out that his jumperoo is for JUMPING!  I didn't have our actual camcorder on hand while he was doing this, so I had to settle for the grainy quality of our little camera, but I did manage to capture our little dude bouncing in his jumperoo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN0112.flv"&gt;click here for video!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry, it won't let me post the actual video, just a link to it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-6107060271744493806?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/6107060271744493806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=6107060271744493806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/6107060271744493806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/6107060271744493806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/01/jumping-bean.html' title='jumping bean'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-5179082586328069039</id><published>2009-01-15T20:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:18:56.699-06:00</updated><title type='text'>six months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little man is six months old today! He is resisting sleep this evening in honor of his half birthday, so hopefully he keeps those eyes shut long enough for me to post from his six month photoshoot. We have his 6 month shots tomorrow, and I will be able to update on his weight and length at that time. I can say that he's really getting sooo good at sitting, and now instead of faceplanting, he purposefully moves himself down to his tummy and sticks his little butt up in the air...do I sense a crawler in our not-so-distant future? Only time will tell! No teeth yet, but he is still a drooling machine and EVERYTHING goes in the mouth. We started solids this past month and so far he has tried rice cereal, oatmeal, bananas, peaches, sweet potatoes, and sweet peas. Next up will be butternut squash, homemade by momma! He hasn't really turned up his nose at anything, though he definitely doesn't care for rice cereal on it's own...he liked it after I mixed it up with bananas. He's making all kinds of funny sounds and he LOVES daycare, I think he gets bored when he has to sit at home with mom all day! He's just really developing a little personality and it's SO fun and interesting to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, on with the pictures from the photoshoot! We tried two outfits. The first one, he kind of drooled/spit up on, so I decided to try out a more festive winter outfit, but he spit up on that before I even got him back to the living room to take more pictures! But in the end, the official "six month shot" is in his festive winter outfit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291708346915727682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SW_stHDhqUI/AAAAAAAAAWs/E4-XF5JxqLY/s320/six+month+photoshoot+(6)+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;No more will he smile for the camera...he's too cool for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291708352511718802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SW_stb5ttZI/AAAAAAAAAW8/apLuSRmkHzI/s320/six+month+photoshoot+(9).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Showing off his super awesome sitting skills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291708345957560770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SW_stDfFMcI/AAAAAAAAAW0/GK2u0wQVf8w/s320/six+month+photoshoot+(16).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Outfit #1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291708355274601138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SW_stmMb8rI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Oz9Uvp3BaK0/s320/six+month+photoshoot+(44).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Oops...down we go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291708358263931298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SW_stxVJgaI/AAAAAAAAAXM/KtS24nT2xCI/s320/six+month+photoshoot+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yep, he's a crazy wiggly dude.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's to another wonderful six months to come!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-5179082586328069039?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/5179082586328069039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=5179082586328069039' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/5179082586328069039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/5179082586328069039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/01/six-months.html' title='six months'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SW_stHDhqUI/AAAAAAAAAWs/E4-XF5JxqLY/s72-c/six+month+photoshoot+(6)+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-8866275286969545757</id><published>2009-01-13T20:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:10:18.962-06:00</updated><title type='text'>status quo</title><content type='html'>I am so completely and totally exhausted and frustrated with our current sleep situation (or lack thereof!), that I just don't even have anything to write lately.  I am hoping we will soon snap out of this sleepless slump so I can resume a normal human life and get back to posting for real.&lt;br /&gt;For now, pictures of the blue eyed babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SW1IYNckc0I/AAAAAAAAAWc/0Fplhcr9rLU/s1600-h/January+(58).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290964717993751362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SW1IYNckc0I/AAAAAAAAAWc/0Fplhcr9rLU/s320/January+(58).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290964725432799154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SW1IYpKLT7I/AAAAAAAAAWk/Etf3gsoWFoI/s320/January+(51).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-8866275286969545757?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/8866275286969545757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=8866275286969545757' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/8866275286969545757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/8866275286969545757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/01/status-quo.html' title='status quo'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SW1IYNckc0I/AAAAAAAAAWc/0Fplhcr9rLU/s72-c/January+(58).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-8099168040841966120</id><published>2009-01-09T14:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T14:07:08.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>squirmy man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; The other day I brought Ben in to the doctor for a follow-up on all of the crud he was suffering from over the Christmas holiday. It was fine - he is better and back to his regular old self (except still not sleeping that great at night), and when we were all finished, I laid him on the exam table to get him all dressed back up again. I had set my purse up by his head so I could call Jon when I was done to get money for the parking lot, and I had to lean down by his feet to put socks on those squirmy little things. When I looked up next, he had his entire head in my purse! I had to dig my phone out to take the following picture, it was too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289387775817818802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SWeuKGDqIrI/AAAAAAAAAWU/aX_cOE51yGI/s320/stuck+in+purse.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;He does love to accesorize! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-8099168040841966120?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/8099168040841966120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=8099168040841966120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/8099168040841966120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/8099168040841966120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/01/squirmy-man.html' title='squirmy man'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SWeuKGDqIrI/AAAAAAAAAWU/aX_cOE51yGI/s72-c/stuck+in+purse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-7483575748699622267</id><published>2009-01-06T18:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:10:40.969-06:00</updated><title type='text'>distraction</title><content type='html'>hi all, ben here! my mommy is too busy reading her books to post on this blog, so i just wanted to tell you that she is planning on coming back and posting regularly once she is finished with her book. it is a huge book. i tried to read it tonight, but i was confused because i haven't read the first 3 books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288337184213843650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SWPypnWOPsI/AAAAAAAAAWE/wGaWf14Zwec/s320/breaking+dawn+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288337176115073794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SWPypJLU0wI/AAAAAAAAAV8/mm28fkJVuio/s320/breaking+dawn+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have also been keeping mommy (and sometimes daddy and remi!) up at night lately, but it's just because there is so much interesting going on and i don't want to miss anything.  i might be getting some teeth too, but i don't know for sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my mommy will come and post again really soon, but i didn't want anyone to forget about me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love, ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-7483575748699622267?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/7483575748699622267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=7483575748699622267' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7483575748699622267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7483575748699622267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2009/01/distraction.html' title='distraction'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SWPypnWOPsI/AAAAAAAAAWE/wGaWf14Zwec/s72-c/breaking+dawn+(5).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-3930362726663035397</id><published>2008-12-30T08:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T08:16:40.778-06:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas sneak peek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I have only a few moments this morning as Ben is playing in his exersaucer behind me and surely not going to tolerate it for much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a whirlwind Christmas we have had! Ben went to the doctor on Christmas eve morning and some combination of the magical elixir of amoxicillin plus a nebulizer treatment seemed to have kicked his immune system back into shape. While he wasn't totally back to himself by the time we celebrated on Christmas eve night, he was much much better by Christmas day and the following weekend. He enjoyed all of the pretty paper and bows, and of course he got spoiled with lots of fun presents - practically a full wardrobe so he can keep being the dapper dude that he is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll post a few pictures and hopefully get to more in the next few days...I haven't even had a lot of time to sort through most of them myself (I blame Aunt Shelly who bought me the Twilight books for Christmas which have me hooked!). Plus, Jon got me a camcorder for Christmas, so hopefully I can post a few videos here, too....once I find a good site to host them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285585862447761842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SVosVnEGibI/AAAAAAAAAVc/r534VB0RbQc/s320/DSC_3932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Christmas eve, while the rest of the family was at church...Ben practiced his sitting and drooling! &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285585870563978674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SVosWFTKLbI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Akbq04wNB7A/s320/DSC_3945.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Later that night, he got a little too warm, so he slipped into something a little bit more comfortable.  :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285585854339773458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SVosVI3AdBI/AAAAAAAAAVU/G2h4wLB13WM/s320/DSC_3990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Christmas morning we opened our gifts at home, Ben loves his Sing Along Stage! &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285585871915707506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SVosWKVb7HI/AAAAAAAAAVs/onfzhcJcsO0/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At our Espy Christmas, Ben tried to steal Uncle Ryan's present while he "walked" past it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285585873727167394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SVosWRFUm6I/AAAAAAAAAV0/axI6uvPzU_A/s320/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And finally, to end today's photo posting, Ben's newest face, where he sucks in his bottom lip and generally looks adorable.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be on the lookout for more Christmas picture fun...it's coming, someday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-3930362726663035397?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/3930362726663035397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=3930362726663035397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/3930362726663035397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/3930362726663035397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-sneak-peek.html' title='christmas sneak peek'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SVosVnEGibI/AAAAAAAAAVc/r534VB0RbQc/s72-c/DSC_3932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-3333912370533330039</id><published>2008-12-22T20:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T20:14:03.198-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i am behind!</title><content type='html'>Ben has been having some issues lately - I don't know if it's teething, a cold, ear infection (his ears were given a clean bill of health less than a week ago, but who knows?) or WHAT, but the poor little man is just not himself lately and I don't know how to fix him. :( Thus, the updates have gone by the wayside as we try to console our little man and then practically collapse in exhaustion once he goes to bed at night. I am hoping we will pass this phase soon, it is so hard to watch Ben obviously not feel well and not know how to make him all better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he did have a pretty good weekend, complete with his first Christmas celebration, his first bites of rice cereal, and his first venture out into the great snowy wonderland (for a few minutes, which he hated).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282801921843382802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SVBIW8I5yhI/AAAAAAAAAU8/lMrKEbZhRr0/s320/first+big+snowfall.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He looks happy but trust me...he wasn't!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282801928678333410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SVBIXVme2-I/AAAAAAAAAVE/opSmCfv1FOQ/s320/while+mama+bakes+(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Later that day, he played in his jumperoo while I baked.  I had to photograph his mood because he's been SOOO grumpy lately and his smiles just light up my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282801927314471506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SVBIXQhT-lI/AAAAAAAAAVM/WrH4WBl-l_g/s320/while+mama+bakes+(14).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He has started doing this thing where he kind of sucks on his lips, then puckers them up and sucks on his tongue (or something)...it's hard to explain, but oh so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282801908422035490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SVBIWKJASCI/AAAAAAAAAUs/QXx8cznjBEE/s320/ben%27s+first+cereal+(8).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;First bite of cereal....ehhhh, I'm not so sure about this stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282801911546137138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SVBIWVx2SjI/AAAAAAAAAU0/zXDVT_vFj1Y/s320/ben%27s+first+cereal.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Not so much actually went into his tummy, but his face sure did get a good meal! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'll post Christmas pictures later...which will probably end up being after our whirlwind week-long Christmas extravaganza!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Merry Christmas!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-3333912370533330039?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/3333912370533330039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=3333912370533330039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/3333912370533330039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/3333912370533330039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-behind.html' title='i am behind!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SVBIW8I5yhI/AAAAAAAAAU8/lMrKEbZhRr0/s72-c/first+big+snowfall.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-3632705505896925597</id><published>2008-12-15T21:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:20:13.865-06:00</updated><title type='text'>big boy rolling over</title><content type='html'>                                    &lt;embed width="440" height="420" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://v4.tinypic.com/player.swf?file=7330i1&amp;s=4" FlashVars="gig_lt=1229397003230&amp;gig_pt=1229397603684&amp;gig_g=1&amp;gig_n=blogger"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/player.php?v=7330i1&amp;s=4"&gt;Original Video&lt;/a&gt; - More videos at &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;TinyPic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIyOTM5NzAwMzIzMCZwdD*xMjI5Mzk3NjAzNjg*JnA9MjM*NDcxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz1iYWFkMWRhMzQzMTk*MWZiOTJmOTMxZTBiZjZjZWQ2MA==.gif" &gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-3632705505896925597?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/3632705505896925597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=3632705505896925597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/3632705505896925597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/3632705505896925597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/12/big-boy-rolling-over.html' title='big boy rolling over'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-7352516401058832530</id><published>2008-12-15T20:42:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:21:24.914-06:00</updated><title type='text'>five months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SUcbealSbpI/AAAAAAAAAUc/5RyPYL8eHaA/s1600-h/five+month+photoshoot+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280219297460940434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SUcbealSbpI/AAAAAAAAAUc/5RyPYL8eHaA/s320/five+month+photoshoot+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little man is FIVE MONTHS old today! We have daddy to thank for the official 5 month picture above, he took it tonight while I was at work. I attempted to do the 5 month photoshoot yesterday since I knew I had work all day today, but Ben was sick and he just wasn't having it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'll show you pictures of my grand failure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280219265773094274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SUcbckiURYI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Bg8c0VMwBq0/s320/five+month+photoshoot+(3)+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not happy, but not overly sad either!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280219275947593106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SUcbdKcGzZI/AAAAAAAAAUE/dVll2zzjGFE/s320/five+month+photoshoot+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Okay, this isn't fun anymore, mommy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SUcbdmq7G9I/AAAAAAAAAUM/r0zxIOxnh8c/s1600-h/five+month+photoshoot+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280219283525934034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SUcbdmq7G9I/AAAAAAAAAUM/r0zxIOxnh8c/s320/five+month+photoshoot+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've had enough!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And later that day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280219286486054690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SUcbdxsq9yI/AAAAAAAAAUU/lie0G0bhPIE/s320/DSC_3904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Daddy to the rescue!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-7352516401058832530?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/7352516401058832530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=7352516401058832530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7352516401058832530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7352516401058832530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/12/five-months.html' title='five months!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SUcbealSbpI/AAAAAAAAAUc/5RyPYL8eHaA/s72-c/five+month+photoshoot+(5).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-9179684053519438059</id><published>2008-12-12T10:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T10:30:05.761-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ben's smile</title><content type='html'>I came across a picture of me as a baby, finally! I think Ben has my smile. It might be the only trait that Ben inherited from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the proof:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278941454365479650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SUKRSKGJ0uI/AAAAAAAAAT0/YZcNuD5CdBU/s320/0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ben (obviously)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278941447514948386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SUKRRwk3AyI/AAAAAAAAATs/PUR7nzDjeMI/s320/sarababy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me!  (obviously!) I have no idea how old I was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So...what do you think?  Does Ben resemble his mommy at all??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-9179684053519438059?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/9179684053519438059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=9179684053519438059' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/9179684053519438059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/9179684053519438059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/12/bens-smile.html' title='ben&apos;s smile'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SUKRSKGJ0uI/AAAAAAAAAT0/YZcNuD5CdBU/s72-c/0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-6577738472195562023</id><published>2008-12-11T20:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:00:35.638-06:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas portraits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; We had our Christmas portraits done last weekend (mostly Ben, but we did get a few family photos), and Ben did so great! He was a pretty happy guy until the very last few shots, when he was just getting tired and overstimulated. Here are a few of our favorite shots:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278731725429062338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SUHSiU7IusI/AAAAAAAAATM/r5-9bMfcaIU/s320/0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ben really enjoyed being a big boy in this miniature chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278731729761538466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SUHSilEFEaI/AAAAAAAAATU/CA7k32YujKM/s320/0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Such nice big smiles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278731742212559010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SUHSjTcokKI/AAAAAAAAATk/GAvSUkGOE0o/s320/0048.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;He looks like he's crawling, when really he's just getting ready to faceplant into the floor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278731735683242738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SUHSi7H7GvI/AAAAAAAAATc/-ZOhtN-K5gs/s320/0055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Such a big boy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;During the photoshoot, Ben decided to roll from his tummy to his back on his own for the first time!  He wouldn't do it again until earlier this week, and now he really has figured out how to get off his belly!  He's definitely growing and learning so much every day, and he has become fascinated by what I'm eating lately, so we'll be starting cereal pretty soon, I think.  Stay tuned for the messy "first meal" pictures!  :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;He also got his first bout with pink eye.  I spent the day home with him because he's just so charming and irresistable, those youngins at daycare couldn't stay away from the little man.  I certainly don't want to create an epidemic, so we came home and tried to keep hands away from the eyes (and used our eye drops diligently, though Ben hates them).  He looks better already, so here's hoping we're beating this ick!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-6577738472195562023?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/6577738472195562023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=6577738472195562023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/6577738472195562023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/6577738472195562023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-portraits.html' title='christmas portraits'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SUHSiU7IusI/AAAAAAAAATM/r5-9bMfcaIU/s72-c/0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-6071795681433827998</id><published>2008-12-06T20:47:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T20:57:39.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ben's discovery</title><content type='html'>Ben has discovered his feet!  It happened suddenly, and now he always wants to  hold them.  Tonight he finally managed to get a few toes in his mouth and it was the cutest ever.  Yesterday I had him laying on his blanket next to me while I wrapped Christmas presents, and I had socks AND slippers on his feet, and he had somehow managed to completely turn his body around without me noticing (not rolling over, just turning to face the TV!) AND he managed to pull the slipper and half a sock off one foot.  He's turning into quite a little mover and shaker, we're going to have to keep a close eye on him now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/STs6NtRjiSI/AAAAAAAAAS8/OyfN6glWtbs/s1600-h/finding+feet+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276875395560605986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/STs6NtRjiSI/AAAAAAAAAS8/OyfN6glWtbs/s320/finding+feet+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look ma, I have feet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/STs6NarhMyI/AAAAAAAAAS0/gQGBrVI4JTo/s1600-h/finding+feet+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276875390569231138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/STs6NarhMyI/AAAAAAAAAS0/gQGBrVI4JTo/s320/finding+feet+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like naked blanket time - mommy lets me have naked time every night before bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/STs6NDggtwI/AAAAAAAAASs/EWwHGxGOYFw/s1600-h/christmas+photoshoot+(14).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276875384349046530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/STs6NDggtwI/AAAAAAAAASs/EWwHGxGOYFw/s320/christmas+photoshoot+(14).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little Christmas photoshoot he did.  Just before this picture, he managed to almost fall off the couch (well, he DID fall off the couch, but I caught him before he hit the floor!) - like I said, we're going to have to keep an eye on this little mover!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276875401989850866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/STs6OFOaBvI/AAAAAAAAATE/nelOD7sba6w/s320/scholar+baby+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Playing with Daddy and he grabbed the glasses, so Daddy let him try them out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben had his first Christmas party this evening and he did not do so well.  He was having tummy issues and tired...better luck next time!  He was definitely not his usual self...he had a busy day and just got worn out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-6071795681433827998?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/6071795681433827998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=6071795681433827998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/6071795681433827998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/6071795681433827998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/12/bens-discovery.html' title='ben&apos;s discovery'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/STs6NtRjiSI/AAAAAAAAAS8/OyfN6glWtbs/s72-c/finding+feet+(3).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-4475624251012899980</id><published>2008-11-30T10:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T10:40:12.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just realized that I have posted 6 times per month for August, September, and October. And this is the 6th post for November, falling on the very last day! Interesting trivia, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, yeah. On with the pictures, right? Ben had an excellent Thanksgiving weekend! He spent Thanksgiving day at Grandma and Grandpa Laures' house with the throngs of people, and then yesterday he went up to Grandma and Grandpa Espy's house to celebrate with them! Unfortunately, Daddy was sick yesterday so he did not get to come up and enjoy the company and wonderful food! I brought a plate home for him though, for when he starts to feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He enjoyed a tiny fingertip full of sweet potatoes at both places, he took to it better the second time than he did the first! Grandma Julie snuck him a finger of Cool Whip too, which he really enjoyed, surprise surprise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took a TON of pictures of the last few days, so I'm going to have to just post highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274488811791501218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/STK_oP6ax6I/AAAAAAAAARs/CLXWGy_75Qs/s320/DSC_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ben's super festive Thanksgiving outfit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274488815626358210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/STK_oeMuDcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/pHVK1OpzZto/s320/DSC_0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Not a huge fan of the sweet potatoes! (He'll grow to love them since they're sooo tasty, right Grandma Julie??)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274490195748510834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/STLA4zje3HI/AAAAAAAAASk/hrIAcWjna1U/s320/DSC_0153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He does enjoy a good pop can to chew on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274488833170743186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/STK_pfjoH5I/AAAAAAAAAR8/HN0JiyA1Pao/s320/DSC_0144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ben and Foster playing "Gimme!!!!" with the plastic spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274488839187222642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/STK_p1-EUHI/AAAAAAAAASE/c2SK1k8k75Y/s320/DSC_0179+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Grandpa Russ and a very tired Ben, snuggling! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274488852813813058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/STK_qou5lUI/AAAAAAAAASM/DrJz9is6jvY/s320/DSC_0172+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Great-grandma Mayer and Grandma Linda reading to Ben. He was helping to turn the pages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274490180119734850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/STLA35VSqkI/AAAAAAAAASc/1tiol6D7fUs/s320/DSC_0169+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandma Linda and Ben...taking inventory of the guests!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274490177245385970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/STLA3un_lPI/AAAAAAAAASU/JO1dJi19CQE/s320/DSC_0181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Uncle Ryan stayed with us for a few days this weekend, too.  Ben enjoyed his company and was showing off his "almost rolling over" skills!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving.  I can't believe it's December tomorrow...where is the time going??!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-4475624251012899980?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/4475624251012899980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=4475624251012899980' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4475624251012899980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4475624251012899980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='thanksgiving'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/STK_oP6ax6I/AAAAAAAAARs/CLXWGy_75Qs/s72-c/DSC_0077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-2414951203810819934</id><published>2008-11-26T10:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T10:14:44.325-06:00</updated><title type='text'>cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am behind once again, I have some pictures from this past weekend when we had lots of visitors, I only got some of them off the camera so far...Ben still really likes to be entertained at all times so I have to work with his naps. He enjoyed a visit on Saturday from his Grandma and Grandpa Espy, and his Great Grandma Espy, too! He had a rough night on Friday night, so he was in the middle of a super power nap when they arrived, but once he woke up he showered us all with smiles and babbles and LOTS of drool! I'll have pictures of that posted at some point, I just take SO MANY PICTURES it's hard to keep up!&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, we had people over to watch the football game, and here are some Ben pics really quick from then...he's waking from his nap so I have to cut this post short! (I have no idea what is going on with the placement of the pictures and I can't figure out how to correct it so...here ya go!)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SS11nyFPiaI/AAAAAAAAARc/k-2SZfsH564/s1600-h/cousins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273000065039829410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SS11nyFPiaI/AAAAAAAAARc/k-2SZfsH564/s320/cousins.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(By the way, we had his 4 month appointment yesterday and he is almost 17.5 lbs and 26.5 inches long.  His head circumference is in the 97th percentile!! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SS11ncDVxYI/AAAAAAAAARU/esHl46-0UKw/s1600-h/big+blue+eyes+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273000059126269314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SS11ncDVxYI/AAAAAAAAARU/esHl46-0UKw/s320/big+blue+eyes+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SS11oHqhqFI/AAAAAAAAARk/t9kUkh69uYs/s1600-h/saucer+fun+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273000070833350738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SS11oHqhqFI/AAAAAAAAARk/t9kUkh69uYs/s320/saucer+fun+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SS11nN1hPVI/AAAAAAAAARM/qNyh1eCJivE/s1600-h/ben+and+aunt+shelly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273000055310204242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SS11nN1hPVI/AAAAAAAAARM/qNyh1eCJivE/s320/ben+and+aunt+shelly.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-2414951203810819934?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/2414951203810819934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=2414951203810819934' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2414951203810819934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2414951203810819934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/11/cousins.html' title='cousins'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SS11nyFPiaI/AAAAAAAAARc/k-2SZfsH564/s72-c/cousins.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-4422528499798719383</id><published>2008-11-21T12:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T12:28:36.342-06:00</updated><title type='text'>monkey baby</title><content type='html'>This baby is turning into quite a little monkey. He still enjoys spending time on his bouncy seat, only now instead of kicking frantically at the toys, he likes to prop his legs up on the toy bar and lounge. Or else he wiggles and scoots his way to the bottom of the seat, to where he's almost falling off. And, of course, he doesn't love the seat nearly as much when he is strapped in! Where is the adventure in that?! &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271178764947581874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SSb9KKhIa7I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xqg5PthKo0w/s320/spoils.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ahh, the spoils of a good life.  Rings to chew on, a cow toy to snuggle, and a bouncy seat to wiggle on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271178757214558738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SSb9Jttb2hI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FPEDwUII750/s320/spoils+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has really started grabbing at toys lately and of course shoving everything in his mouth. And he got a fun package with some new toys and other treasures in it from his Great Aunt Karen and second cousin (I think that's what she'd be to him...Jon's cousin) Jessica! I set him up in front of the new toys today for tummy time and he actually ENJOYED it for a few minutes. Then he got angry and burrowed into the blanket, as usual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271178776414824690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SSb9K1PIqPI/AAAAAAAAARE/9rFK0cwPzyk/s320/tummy+time.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271178771763331490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SSb9Kj6IgaI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Flq3kp1ia4U/s320/new+toy+tummy+time+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hey...this thing is pretty cool!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the way, the special blanket is courtesy of Great Aunt Buck and we love it!  I don't know if she reads this thing, but here is our proof that this quilt gets used!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, the wee one is getting fussy, I must be off!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-4422528499798719383?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/4422528499798719383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=4422528499798719383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4422528499798719383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4422528499798719383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/11/monkey-baby.html' title='monkey baby'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SSb9KKhIa7I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xqg5PthKo0w/s72-c/spoils.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-490140956807965229</id><published>2008-11-15T10:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T10:14:12.405-06:00</updated><title type='text'>four months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SR70ZsKiPEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/l_mvWUbV-Rs/s1600-h/DSC_0039+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268917336259312706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SR70ZsKiPEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/l_mvWUbV-Rs/s320/DSC_0039+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our little man is 4 months old today!  What a big boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We don't have his 4 month appointment until the 25th, so I can't update on his stats currently.  He's still working on rolling over, and he loves to chew on/mouth EVERYTHING that touches his little hands.  We think he may be in the beginning stages of teething with the massive amounts of drool he's had lately, too!  I just still can't believe how quickly he's growing up.  He's even kind of transitioned himself into *somewhat* of a napping schedule and usually takes two per day - sometime in the morning and sometime in the afternoon.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, here are some of the other pictures from this morning! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SR70ZqgdE8I/AAAAAAAAAQc/yUJQY33v8Xg/s1600-h/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268917335814378434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SR70ZqgdE8I/AAAAAAAAAQc/yUJQY33v8Xg/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SR70ZWpYmPI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Fcap1S9GUHs/s1600-h/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268917330483124466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SR70ZWpYmPI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Fcap1S9GUHs/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He can sit up for a few seconds at a time...good thing I was using the fast camera to capture these moments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SR70Yrm45pI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ojaobahBqAk/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268917318929933970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SR70Yrm45pI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ojaobahBqAk/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Almost a blooper, he was about ready to face plant into the carpet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SR70YBkVvFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/o5AeGAZCT5s/s1600-h/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268917307644951634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SR70YBkVvFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/o5AeGAZCT5s/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such a big boy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy weekend!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-490140956807965229?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/490140956807965229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=490140956807965229' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/490140956807965229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/490140956807965229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/11/four-months.html' title='four months!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SR70ZsKiPEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/l_mvWUbV-Rs/s72-c/DSC_0039+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-1579763701758716084</id><published>2008-11-11T20:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:34:59.497-06:00</updated><title type='text'>catching up</title><content type='html'>I am so behind!  I don't know if anyone still even checks this thing, but I will post new Ben pics for those hungry for an update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267592573273360082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SRo_iVdxxtI/AAAAAAAAAPc/y-dRFkVt1Bo/s320/burrito+baby.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; This morning, Ben woke to eat at 4 in the morning and wouldn't go back to sleep.  Finally, after many battles and lots of paci policing, at around 6:30 I gave into the temptation and put him in the swing.  He has a cold and needs his sleep and once he was in there, he slept until almost 9!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267592596232660386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SRo_jq_s5aI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_yaBNWvi_Xc/s320/hello+mr+sun.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;He's really starting to love the jumperoo!  He plays with the toys and tries to eat whichever ones he can get close to his mouth.  Really, he just tries to eat ANYTHING he can get his hands on.  We're definitely in the beginning stages of teething, complete with drool and fussiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267592585500320034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SRo_jDA6YSI/AAAAAAAAAPs/hP3F016Dx1w/s320/having+fun.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I have to still kind of prop him in there with the teddy bear - despite his weight, he's not a HUGE huge kid! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267592579830071330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SRo_it5BQCI/AAAAAAAAAPk/kUIQTFnEkLA/s320/happy+smiles.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Laughing at mama - I dance to the little songs that it plays and he thinks it's just hilarious!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;No rolling over here...yet.  He's very close, yet so very stubborn.  He'll be 4 months old on Saturday, stay tuned for the official 4 month pictures!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-1579763701758716084?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/1579763701758716084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=1579763701758716084' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1579763701758716084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1579763701758716084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/11/catching-up.html' title='catching up'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SRo_iVdxxtI/AAAAAAAAAPc/y-dRFkVt1Bo/s72-c/burrito+baby.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-6786198612635081807</id><published>2008-11-03T20:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:04:28.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween 2008</title><content type='html'>Ben was a little pea pod this Halloween. Mostly he was not amused. The peas were attached with velcro and all fell off by the end of his night of travels, especially since now that he has really discovered his hands, he wants to shove ANYTHING that touches his hands into his mouth. The peas did last long enough for one photo. By the end of the night, our pea pod had become a simple green bean. &lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQ-7JYo_ESI/AAAAAAAAAPM/--GLPr-_Eck/s1600-h/halloween.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264632259326972194" style="WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQ-7JYo_ESI/AAAAAAAAAPM/--GLPr-_Eck/s320/halloween.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQ-7Jl7NgHI/AAAAAAAAAPU/VRT6U4_60c0/s1600-h/ben%27s+loot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264632262893076594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQ-7Jl7NgHI/AAAAAAAAAPU/VRT6U4_60c0/s320/ben%27s+loot.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mmmm...rice cereal in his "Halloween basket" from Grandma Julie.  A few more months, buddy, and I'll let you taste it!  (yes, I'm a mean mom, and we're not starting solids yet!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope everyone had a fabulous Halloween!!  I think in my next update I might be telling you that Ben has rolled over FOR REAL without help.  He's soooo so close, it's frustrating not being able to just "teach" him how to do it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-6786198612635081807?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/6786198612635081807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=6786198612635081807' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/6786198612635081807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/6786198612635081807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-2008.html' title='halloween 2008'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQ-7JYo_ESI/AAAAAAAAAPM/--GLPr-_Eck/s72-c/halloween.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-21043105580385885</id><published>2008-10-31T12:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T12:57:40.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>more great-grandparents</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, Ben got to visit with his great-grandparents again.  He had a great time, though he timed his naps right in the middle of their visit, but what can you do?  They did get to see some smiles and hear some of his great "stories"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQtDetEcxZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/mH0gAR37J84/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263374784285951378" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQtDetEcxZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/mH0gAR37J84/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Great Grandma Mayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQtDc-wZFGI/AAAAAAAAAOk/cMiqb1G3xnQ/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263374754673923170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQtDc-wZFGI/AAAAAAAAAOk/cMiqb1G3xnQ/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Great Grandpa and Grandma Mayer enjoying the baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQtDd6pA-zI/AAAAAAAAAO0/vWJ7l_LO4HQ/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263374770749111090" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQtDd6pA-zI/AAAAAAAAAO0/vWJ7l_LO4HQ/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Grandma Espy also enjoyed a little face time with Ben.  He was eating his bib here, a new favorite pasttime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQtDdZtp9OI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HNYVwcXRVHI/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263374761910203618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQtDdZtp9OI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HNYVwcXRVHI/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He just soaks up all the attention - he's definitely a ham!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more picture for good measure...Ben and Daddy playing video games.  I doubt there is any way that Ben won't enjoy a video game or two in his future.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQtDexuDctI/AAAAAAAAAPE/OkemVi0Wip0/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263374785534194386" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQtDexuDctI/AAAAAAAAAPE/OkemVi0Wip0/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully later this weekend I can post some pictures of our little pea pod in his costume, we're still planning on making the rounds tonight if Ben permits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-21043105580385885?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/21043105580385885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=21043105580385885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/21043105580385885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/21043105580385885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-great-grandparents.html' title='more great-grandparents'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQtDetEcxZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/mH0gAR37J84/s72-c/DSC_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-7414599485136998454</id><published>2008-10-24T09:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:11:35.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>rolling over...kind of</title><content type='html'>Ben is sooo close to rolling over - both from his front to his back and back to front, though he is closer to rolling from his tummy to his back. Anyway, if I sort of "get him started", he will finish the rolling process. Today he rolled to his side while he was on his back without my help...but he didn't finish, he just doesn't like his belly so he fixed his mistake right away! :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the other day I helped him get started and then took pictures of the rest of the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQHj6vz9IVI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UfaOzWwWiis/s1600-h/rolling+over.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736438151749970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQHj6vz9IVI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UfaOzWwWiis/s320/rolling+over.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is how I get him started...he takes it away from here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQHj6-1RwtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/RaxebLAuh2c/s1600-h/rolling+over2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736442183828178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQHj6-1RwtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/RaxebLAuh2c/s320/rolling+over2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQHj6-1RwtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/RaxebLAuh2c/s1600-h/rolling+over2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Throwing the body weight into it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQHj7RGuHMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/B-E0qfYrZlI/s1600-h/rolling+over3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736447088827586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQHj7RGuHMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/B-E0qfYrZlI/s320/rolling+over3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Almost there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQHj8Zi7doI/AAAAAAAAAOU/HqfyE-5s04g/s1600-h/rolling+over4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736466534495874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQHj8Zi7doI/AAAAAAAAAOU/HqfyE-5s04g/s320/rolling+over4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just for good measure...a happy picture from this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQHj8_pPM6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/P4wwJH9CJQQ/s1600-h/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736476761502626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQHj8_pPM6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/P4wwJH9CJQQ/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Have a good weekend!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-7414599485136998454?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/7414599485136998454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=7414599485136998454' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7414599485136998454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7414599485136998454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/10/rolling-overkind-of.html' title='rolling over...kind of'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SQHj6vz9IVI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UfaOzWwWiis/s72-c/rolling+over.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-4774506678949014139</id><published>2008-10-20T08:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T08:15:24.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'>our little monkey</title><content type='html'>Did you know that we had a little monkey baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPyDGGmsbrI/AAAAAAAAANk/Pr7vpHeREwQ/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPyDGGmsbrI/AAAAAAAAANk/Pr7vpHeREwQ/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259222605737258674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we sure do!  That hat, my friends, is a size 12-24 months and it fits our THREE MONTH OLD perfectly!  Go figure!  In this photo he is channeling his dad's favorite pose for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPyDFQhf7-I/AAAAAAAAANc/M7ltbiGxTNs/s1600-h/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPyDFQhf7-I/AAAAAAAAANc/M7ltbiGxTNs/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259222591219953634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also spent part of the day as a pumpkin, but it was far too cold for that outfit and that little hat (size 6 months) didn't even cover his ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPyDG_faGXI/AAAAAAAAANs/MST4Pb2o10Y/s1600-h/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPyDG_faGXI/AAAAAAAAANs/MST4Pb2o10Y/s320/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259222621007518066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we busted out the fleece bear outfit that Uncle Ryan got for him, with some bear slippers and his monkey hat and he was good to go with Kate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPyDH0mQILI/AAAAAAAAAN0/_bNcqt7Nenc/s1600-h/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPyDH0mQILI/AAAAAAAAAN0/_bNcqt7Nenc/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259222635263303858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He enjoyed his last weekend camping for the year.  He got all tired out and fell asleep on his belly while his great-grandma massaged his back.  We all asked for a turn, but only Ben was lucky enough for this star treatment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is our two year wedding anniversary, I can hardly believe it's already been two years!  Of course it seems like much longer because in May we celebrated our SIX year anniversary as a couple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-4774506678949014139?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/4774506678949014139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=4774506678949014139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4774506678949014139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4774506678949014139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-little-monkey.html' title='our little monkey'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPyDGGmsbrI/AAAAAAAAANk/Pr7vpHeREwQ/s72-c/DSC_0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-1252888663436863822</id><published>2008-10-15T10:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:21:20.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>three months!</title><content type='html'>Little Ben is 3 months old today!  After Grandma Linda got him all dressed this morning, we did a little photoshoot in his little "Hot Diggity Dog" outfit.  Thanks to Grandma Linda for keeping the dogs at bay and getting little Ben to smile for the camera!  Well, he did smile, the camera just wasn't quick enough to capture them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben has been spending the last few days with the Espy grandparents while I am at work and he is having a great time!  Everyone is enjoying Ben's colorful stories, whole face smiles, and the way he moves his whole body on his bouncy seat...especially his little legs!  We've got a mover and a shaker here, folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from our little photoshoot today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPYJl3mMI3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/xrOtkg5wsUI/s1600-h/DSCN0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPYJl3mMI3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/xrOtkg5wsUI/s320/DSCN0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257400161185571698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPYJmCF8fvI/AAAAAAAAAM8/7BbWuGhbDbY/s1600-h/DSCN0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPYJmCF8fvI/AAAAAAAAAM8/7BbWuGhbDbY/s320/DSCN0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257400164003118834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPYJmiZTA9I/AAAAAAAAANE/d5tR0Lu8Mm8/s1600-h/DSCN0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPYJmiZTA9I/AAAAAAAAANE/d5tR0Lu8Mm8/s320/DSCN0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257400172674221010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPYJnD2l5hI/AAAAAAAAANM/wWkkk0vLhME/s1600-h/DSCN0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPYJnD2l5hI/AAAAAAAAANM/wWkkk0vLhME/s320/DSCN0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257400181655463442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please...no more pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-1252888663436863822?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/1252888663436863822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=1252888663436863822' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1252888663436863822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1252888663436863822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/10/three-months.html' title='three months!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPYJl3mMI3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/xrOtkg5wsUI/s72-c/DSCN0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-5399079902061928188</id><published>2008-10-12T11:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T11:25:55.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>placefiller</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPIjl7TzvaI/AAAAAAAAAME/WJSFXRp3dyc/s1600-h/buddies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPIjl7TzvaI/AAAAAAAAAME/WJSFXRp3dyc/s320/buddies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256302849577696674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben and his best friend, Remi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPIjmjNHTAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/WbdNKmuMHiQ/s1600-h/little+boy+blue+8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPIjmjNHTAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/WbdNKmuMHiQ/s320/little+boy+blue+8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256302860287036418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our blue-eyed babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPIkWlSx6TI/AAAAAAAAAMs/2UyT4vPKqSA/s1600-h/happy+family.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPIkWlSx6TI/AAAAAAAAAMs/2UyT4vPKqSA/s320/happy+family.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256303685481392434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben attended his first bonfire...he slept through it all snuggled up on his mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPIjnBZSRYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/r91kjA6rSTM/s1600-h/peek+a+baby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPIjnBZSRYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/r91kjA6rSTM/s320/peek+a+baby.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256302868391150978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peek a baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPIjnfZdhqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ojMLfWTZNfc/s1600-h/mom+%26+babe2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPIjnfZdhqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ojMLfWTZNfc/s320/mom+%26+babe2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256302876444952226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nope...he still doesn't look like his mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, I started back to work on Wednesday and it went okay!  Ben had some struggles with gas and screaming at daycare, but I think in time he will get used to it and perhaps even start taking naps again!  This little guy is so curious about the world, he's just not interested in napping and sometimes it is a real struggle to get him to sleep...even when I KNOW he is tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is sooo close to rolling over from his tummy to his back, I keep putting him on his tummy to practice and he's hating it less and less.  I'm just trying to be consistent about it, he's getting so strong and can hold his head steady now for the most part while sitting in his BebePod chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll be three months on Wednesday, so I'll be back after that to post more comparison pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I just have a few (which I can't figure out how to move so I guess they are at the top!)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-5399079902061928188?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/5399079902061928188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=5399079902061928188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/5399079902061928188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/5399079902061928188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/10/placefiller.html' title='placefiller'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SPIjl7TzvaI/AAAAAAAAAME/WJSFXRp3dyc/s72-c/buddies.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-6484037855487259821</id><published>2008-10-01T09:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T10:03:16.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy october!</title><content type='html'>Yay! We can finally bust out all of our cute Halloween clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252188120234080946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SOOFRKAUOrI/AAAAAAAAALs/rBP8_QUW7i0/s320/DSCN0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252188126074394770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SOOFRfwwWJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ada2fcZzQzw/s320/lil+punkin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252188128166712098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SOOFRnjmkyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Rpk5pDOw_wI/s320/DSCN0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy October, everyone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH!  I forgot to mention - I took Ben in and weighed and measured him on Monday...he's up to 15lb 1oz and 24 inches long!  It doesn't look good for all of these 6 month sized clothes that I got him for Christmas!  (BTW, just as a warning to all, Carters labels their clothes weird.  I have found that the 3 month size is actually more like 0-3 month, 6 month is more like 3-6 month, etc.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-6484037855487259821?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/6484037855487259821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=6484037855487259821' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/6484037855487259821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/6484037855487259821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-october.html' title='happy october!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SOOFRKAUOrI/AAAAAAAAALs/rBP8_QUW7i0/s72-c/DSCN0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-9125635619303811690</id><published>2008-09-28T20:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:52:34.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>plethora of pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, a plethora indeed. I have somehow gotten terribly behind! Ben has become quite a master at not napping, so my time at the keyboard has been limited to when I'm nursing him, and there's no way I can post a blog entry while typing one handed. He's sleeping peacefully in his crib at the moment, so I am going to just get as many pictures posted as I can before *I* have to head to bed (my bedtime keeps getting earlier and earlier as I try to get as much sleep as I can...especially since I go back to work a week from Wednesday already...I can't believe it's already been almost 12 weeks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on with the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251252921623582882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SOAytbsbGKI/AAAAAAAAALE/XlDq2q8sTUI/s320/laying+on+quilt16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;While dad hitched up the camper this weekend, Ben enjoyed some play time on the special quilt that his Great Grandma Mayer made for him...well, here's his sad lip, guaranteed to tug at your heartstrings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251252226106705090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SOAyE8sRxMI/AAAAAAAAAK8/wRVfRjV_w_8/s320/laying+on+quilt7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;His spirits were soon lifted as mom made silly faces at him!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251252221353137186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SOAyEq-8FCI/AAAAAAAAAK0/lNjd0B4NSRM/s320/laying+on+quilt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Laying on the quilt in his handsome little outfit.  I am hoping Grandma Linda reads this and can hopefully share these pictures with Great Grandma Mayer so she knows how Ben enjoys his blanket!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251252210353717202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SOAyECAeP9I/AAAAAAAAAKs/nSfN54SnI3Y/s320/camping+barn1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ben and his daddy relaxing at our campsite.  Ben did great again, he was born to be a camper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251252926393881554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SOAyttdwE9I/AAAAAAAAALM/c-uzkH0H3PA/s320/lookalikes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Like father, like son...right?  Matching expressions!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251252932688375330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SOAyuE6ebiI/AAAAAAAAALc/rN1vjdIknMs/s320/mobile6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Doesn't he look like such a roly poly baby here?  I haven't weighed him recently, will have to stop in at WIC and do that this week sometime!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251252929213442306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SOAyt39_KQI/AAAAAAAAALU/DQqZl6iMIZg/s320/mobile12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We bought him a mobile for over his crib with some gift card money and he LOVES it.  He'll track the little animals as they rotate over his head and he just squeals with delight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251252936177535650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SOAyuR6WyqI/AAAAAAAAALk/dM2QDbx_-Es/s320/rattle+grip2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;His grasp has gotten stronger - I did have to put the rattle in his hand, and he didn't really notice it that much, but he held on to it for a few minutes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251252211956291506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SOAyEH-jl7I/AAAAAAAAAKk/2Tue4m1yBY0/s320/bath+mohawk3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bathtime tonight with a baby mohawk!  He really loves to take baths and has started splashing around and laughing in the bathtub...it's really so cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251252206795916690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SOAyD0wOhZI/AAAAAAAAAKc/st5j5PZe2UY/s320/baby+in+a+bag.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And after his bath, I put him in a bag and off to bed he went!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And that's all for now, it's time for me to get some sleep!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-9125635619303811690?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/9125635619303811690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=9125635619303811690' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/9125635619303811690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/9125635619303811690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/09/plethora-of-pictures.html' title='plethora of pictures'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SOAytbsbGKI/AAAAAAAAALE/XlDq2q8sTUI/s72-c/laying+on+quilt16.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-4916834332441195953</id><published>2008-09-19T19:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:53:51.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>chatterbox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ben has discovered a new love for "talking" to me while he's laying on the changing table. He talks to me in other places, but he REALLY gets chattering when he's on the changing table for some reason. He also seems to have recently figured out that he can move his tongue around because he's always sticking that thing out. I can't believe how much he has learned and how much he has changed in just the past couple of weeks! The chattering, the tongue sticking out, he really loves kicking at the toys on his bouncy seat (still working on a video of that), and he seems to even notice Remi now and then (he always smiles at him...Remi is oblivious still!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Ben &amp;amp; I went and helped out Grandma Julie and Great Grandma Ronnie at the garage sale at Aunt Shelly's house. Ben did so great - he took some mini naps (but he needs at least one long nap per day as we were reminded of again tonight when he completely melted down and subsequently went to bed at 7:30, the earliest ever!), he charmed the pants off of the garage sale customers, and he "talked" to the mobile on his pack &amp;amp; play. I have decided to use some of our gift card money to buy a mobile for his crib - he loves the Rainforest soother that's in there now, and I know he'd love a mobile, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247900883811210482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SNRKDJwGlPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/F6GtfwN4Pbc/s320/garage+sale+helper.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Snoozing at the garage sale - he sleeps better when his arms are swaddled....hopefully he grows out of that before too long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247900886733717506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SNRKDUo4gAI/AAAAAAAAAKM/_JJ5T86kOEs/s320/sleepy+baby.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandma Julie and Ben - he had just been napping and wasn't quite ready to wake up yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247900896535086226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SNRKD5JthJI/AAAAAAAAAKU/E5qXPOgrUEg/s320/mommy%27s+cutie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Looking serious in his bouncy seat. This was after a long day of shopping yesterday with Aunt Shelly (he did great on that trip, too!) - he's going to be a fashionable guy this winter and next summer! I could shop for baby clothes every day, I think, and we hit the Carter's outlet store...a personal weakness of mine!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hopefully there is a video below of some of Ben's chattering...enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tellingstories.flv"&gt;Click for Ben's video!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-4916834332441195953?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/4916834332441195953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=4916834332441195953' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4916834332441195953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4916834332441195953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/09/chatterbox.html' title='chatterbox'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SNRKDJwGlPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/F6GtfwN4Pbc/s72-c/garage+sale+helper.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-1458023196877529876</id><published>2008-09-15T12:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T13:01:31.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>two months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little boy is two months old today! It is hard to believe it's been two months - sometimes it seems like sooo long ago that he was born, and sometimes it seems like just yesterday! He's changing so fast and noticing more of the world around him - I am trying to get a video of him enjoying his bouncy seat, he hasn't cooperated yet...a little camera shy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week was rather trying as Ben was spitting up a ton after every feeding, he would refuse to nurse for more than a minute or two, and anytime he was awake, he was fussy/crying. I cut way back on my dairy intake and it's like we have a new baby - one who smiles and talks to us and has us wrapped around his tiny little finger. So while I will miss my heaping bowls of cereal and my DQ Blizzards, I know that this is a temporary thing and he'll get over it before too long. In the meantime, now we can enjoy his smiles and personality more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New pictures from yesterday - we had his two month doctors visit this morning (he was not a fan of the shots, the nurse commented on what a strong kick he has! haha!) so I took some two month pictures last night, not knowing how Ben would be feeling today (he's pretty sleepy). His doctors visit went well and he now weighs 13 lb 11oz! He's somewhere around 24 inches long - the doctor said two feet and then kind of trailed off, so I'm not sure if he's 24 inches exactly or what, but close enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246307538046938674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SM6g6OO97jI/AAAAAAAAAJM/t8-teTA3BO0/s320/DSC_0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Two months old - getting big for the Boppy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246307514379742866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SM6g42ERLpI/AAAAAAAAAI0/WxoxKwrBrnQ/s320/whole+body+laugh.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Laughing with his whole body on the changing table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246307539062683778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SM6g6SBI-II/AAAAAAAAAJU/BRGy7tt582w/s320/DSC_0117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yay! I'm two months old!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246307531597450978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SM6g52NSjuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/9avcPcBToJI/s320/DSC_0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He's starting to sit up in the "bumbo" chair...sometimes he's not so sure about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246307517178602450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SM6g5AfkY9I/AAAAAAAAAI8/JSfrpTHojZ4/s320/DSC_0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But sometimes he loves it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's all for now! Check out the side of the blog for comparison pictures from month to month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-1458023196877529876?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/1458023196877529876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=1458023196877529876' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1458023196877529876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1458023196877529876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/09/two-months.html' title='two months!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SM6g6OO97jI/AAAAAAAAAJM/t8-teTA3BO0/s72-c/DSC_0111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-8062703467574308901</id><published>2008-09-08T10:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T10:59:12.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>relaxin with grandpa espy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Espy came to visit this past weekend and Ben enjoyed their company! Unfortunately, I didn't get any pictures of Ben with Grandma Espy...so they'll have to come down again sometime soon so I can get some! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243680078415015682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SMVLP8W4LwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/hmMXSOQaYSw/s320/nappin+on+grandpa.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandpa Espy made a cozy place to nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243678411987225442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SMVJu8biC2I/AAAAAAAAAH8/KZ8q5V1ycd4/s320/the+boys+with+grandpa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So cozy, in fact, that Remi had to join!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243678834032047186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SMVKHgq29FI/AAAAAAAAAIc/ogdlx-yHI0k/s320/spoiled+puppy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Speaking of cozy...Remi still enjoys sleeping on soft pillowy surfaces as any spoiled dog would!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243678416044369970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SMVJvLi1KDI/AAAAAAAAAIE/BH3tWA1HbTI/s320/blurry+smiles.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A little blurry, but the best I have been able to do yet in trying to capture Ben's smiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243678418401744194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SMVJvUU31UI/AAAAAAAAAIM/On13IzP4jJ8/s320/buddah+baby.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Conked out in his bouncy seat and looking a little like a Buddah baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243678428698249266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SMVJv6rwCDI/AAAAAAAAAIU/C9xVEsfRnu8/s320/ck+baby.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Stylish baby in his Calvin Klein onesie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243679530889251378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SMVKwEqkCjI/AAAAAAAAAIk/567oueX_9PY/s320/smiling+at+remi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Poor Ben had a little rash on his bum, so we laid him down (on a waterproof pad!) for some naked time and Remi just wanted to lay in the sun. Ben thought that was pretty funny!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Alright, I had better get back upstairs to the napping baby, I just thought I'd hop on and post up-to-date pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-8062703467574308901?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/8062703467574308901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=8062703467574308901' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/8062703467574308901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/8062703467574308901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/09/relaxin-with-grandpa-espy.html' title='relaxin with grandpa espy'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SMVLP8W4LwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/hmMXSOQaYSw/s72-c/nappin+on+grandpa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-8685756570455570315</id><published>2008-09-04T15:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T15:26:14.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new things</title><content type='html'>When we returned home from camping on Monday evening, I decided to try putting Ben in his crib to sleep, instead of his bassinet, since he did so good in the Pack &amp;amp; Play over the weekend. He's done quite well with it - and has been sleeping in it all week! We've attempted several naps in it, too, though he doesn't do quite as well with those and needs a little more encouragement to go to sleep...the other day I got a 2 hour nap out of him, and he's napping right now in it, too! I'm taking this (possibly brief) opportunity to post the pictures I took today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242261563094518978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SMBBHe_uzMI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1jIkQ9kT6RI/s320/big+boy+carseat.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our not so little man is now in his carseat without the infant insert - he is now 12lb 13oz as of Tuesday, so that insert was supposed to go when he was 11lb, I decided today was the day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242261563789232834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SMBBHhlXSsI/AAAAAAAAAHU/lvOqL__c8UM/s320/handsome+baby.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He was a happy baby playing with his gym today!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242261565241392994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SMBBHm_lf2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/_0gYKVysppw/s320/smiles.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He does this nose wrinkle thing now which is adorable and impossible to capture on film!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242261569287854658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SMBBH2EVmkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/44apRKdHhFg/s320/smiles6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He's all smiles on the changing table!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242261572429849026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SMBBIBxcocI/AAAAAAAAAHs/yZGUioxfzFk/s320/watching+soother.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He'll watch the Rainforest music thing on his crib now...or sometimes he doesn't want to pay attention to it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And now he's waking up...way too early - from his nap!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-8685756570455570315?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/8685756570455570315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=8685756570455570315' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/8685756570455570315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/8685756570455570315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-things.html' title='new things'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SMBBHe_uzMI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1jIkQ9kT6RI/s72-c/big+boy+carseat.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-1546375261434610679</id><published>2008-09-01T19:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:00:24.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>camping weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, we have returned from a very successful camping weekend - Ben's first at nearly 7 weeks old! He is a true camper, he enjoyed his days outside being passed around from arm to arm (and I enjoyed some much needed sleep, thanks to those arms!) and slept like a champ in his Pack &amp;amp; Play in the camper. Due to the success of the Pack &amp;amp; Play sleeping, Ben is currently sleeping in his crib for the very first time! We'll see how it goes...he's starting to get pretty big for his bassinet anymore! We are definitely hoping to enjoy some fall camping now that we know Ben likes it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without further ado, and because this mama is very tired and lazy, here is a plethora of pictures for your enjoyment....in no particular order!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241235000511174562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SLybdrXQF6I/AAAAAAAAAGc/zTUvj6pm64I/s320/lynn+and+sleepy+ben.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Great Aunt Lynn worked her hypnotic charm on Ben when we got there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241235011688784802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SLybeVAM46I/AAAAAAAAAG0/K8Onh2nAsFc/s320/near+smiles2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma Julie was getting some smiles - it's so hard to capture them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241235002804405282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SLybdz6ABCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/A4FqvUszBfw/s320/mom+and+ben.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A rare photo of myself and Ben! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241235006382404562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SLybeBPD89I/AAAAAAAAAGs/ZW1W16r3XeY/s320/muddy+harper.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kris &amp;amp; Mike's dog, Harper, found the pond...and the mud. He was super popular after that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241222689616285842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SLyQRFtL0JI/AAAAAAAAAF8/81kntjgElZ8/s320/Ben+%26+Gma+Ronnie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Great Grandma Ronnie got some smiles from Ben, too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241222693735343346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SLyQRVDPpPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/EKk8MEsTNLY/s320/daddy+and+ben.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Daddy and Ben enjoying the shade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241222699117816626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SLyQRpGhqzI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jhQV0hyU0O8/s320/gracie+and+stanley.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gracie and Stanley...the newest additions to the family dog zoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241222701599808018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SLyQRyWR2hI/AAAAAAAAAGU/I3pdNLKA8iY/s320/gramps+with+ben.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Great Grandpa Jerry and Ben enjoyed each others company&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241222687647446514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SLyQQ-XxtfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Da4HsW-qLbE/s320/baby+prison.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Poor Foster man was put into baby prison...he didn't seem to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241237576039040978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SLydzl88h9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/6_58-HqU5Gg/s320/scarlett+and+ben.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Scarlett loves her cousin and he loves her! &lt;br /&gt;That's all for now (I think we took like 239857928735 million pictures this weekend, but it takes forever to load them so...here are the highlights!)...I can't believe it's September already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-1546375261434610679?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/1546375261434610679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=1546375261434610679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1546375261434610679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1546375261434610679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/09/camping-weekend.html' title='camping weekend'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SLybdrXQF6I/AAAAAAAAAGc/zTUvj6pm64I/s72-c/lynn+and+sleepy+ben.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-4356787484262258360</id><published>2008-08-27T06:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T07:14:55.164-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just pictures today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has it really been a week since I last posted? Wow! Time flies! I only have a few minutes as it sounds like Ben is waking up as I type this...he's an early riser, and I have even bought myself a few minutes by putting him in his swing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239168423649117010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SLVD7EoMg1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/mdGZf94qQcQ/s320/alternate+use+of+boppy.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Remi has found an alternate use for the Boppy pillow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239168430468643330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SLVD7eCGOgI/AAAAAAAAAFc/EEhMnEsMDmk/s320/bright+eyes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bright eyed baby!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239168433208446946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SLVD7oPUT-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/imMO1LnvjMw/s320/hot+cloth+buns+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ben in his cloth diaper!  (He wasn't so much into being photographed!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239168439526187442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SLVD7_xlYbI/AAAAAAAAAFs/iRkLegEP5q4/s320/usa+baby2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He was a bit more patient with me here!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's all for now - I'm still trying to post more often...I just never can find the time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-4356787484262258360?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/4356787484262258360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=4356787484262258360' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4356787484262258360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4356787484262258360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-pictures-today.html' title='just pictures today'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SLVD7EoMg1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/mdGZf94qQcQ/s72-c/alternate+use+of+boppy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-2332908720461459018</id><published>2008-08-20T15:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T16:38:36.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>getting playful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I think we may have passed the 4-6 week growth spurt as Ben was nursing every 30-60 minutes for the past two days and he was very very fussy! Today he seems back to normal and was even generous in giving away smiles to Great Grandma and Grandpa Stolp! He even shared a few with his momma this afternoon - I never get to see smiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are approaching the magical 6 week mark and life seems to be settling down a bit. We're learning all about Ben and what his different cries mean, and he's controlling our whole household! Yes, even Remi seems to be a little more tired and weary these days. We did discover that Ben is possibly sensitive to Huggies diapers after a most unfortunate diaper rash incident last night which led to mom &amp;amp; Ben running into town today to pick up any diapers but Huggies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is getting more and more alert during the days - yesterday we read four books (during the few minutes he wasn't being fussy!) and we're doing tummy time every day - he's sooo close to rolling over! He doesn't like being on his tummy, but he is masterful at holding his head up when you are holding him. He enjoys laying on his back in the Gymini and playing with the toys or looking at himself in the mirror. It may be a fluke, but he seems to have figured out that his little hands can move the toys that hang over him. I tried to get a video of it, I'll see if I can figure out how to post it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And what everyone comes here for, pictures from today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236700397773298178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SKx_RDxsmgI/AAAAAAAAAE8/eP0asum_NOM/s320/smiley+boy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A hint of a smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236700407756303202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SKx_Ro91K2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/2vL_y0G8--A/s320/talking+to+reflection.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Who is that handsome devil in the mirror?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236700413581186450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SKx_R-ql1ZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/GgBHT1CLVGQ/s320/swinging+arms+around.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A real, live SMILE while batting at the toy! (notice speedy arm...unable to be clearly captured on film he's so quick!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Video may be posted later - it is taking forever and a decade to upload at the moment. Check back later - and if it's not there, then I couldn't figure it out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f06a2ca3f6f1b040" 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%3Df06a2ca3f6f1b040%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331528016%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D541A51E5C35095AAAA80A52220FCC5F4333E4030.452A7B000B04F5982F3ADCC6425389EF4AE13DBE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df06a2ca3f6f1b040%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-rK0PYwHrHgG5nXfvtGuaYxhfxg&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%3Df06a2ca3f6f1b040%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331528016%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D541A51E5C35095AAAA80A52220FCC5F4333E4030.452A7B000B04F5982F3ADCC6425389EF4AE13DBE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df06a2ca3f6f1b040%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-rK0PYwHrHgG5nXfvtGuaYxhfxg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-2332908720461459018?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f06a2ca3f6f1b040&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/2332908720461459018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=2332908720461459018' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2332908720461459018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2332908720461459018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/08/getting-playful.html' title='getting playful'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SKx_RDxsmgI/AAAAAAAAAE8/eP0asum_NOM/s72-c/smiley+boy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-118435502990018258</id><published>2008-08-15T21:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T21:59:07.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what a difference a month makes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 1 month birthday, Ben!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was weighed on Tuesday, he was already up to 10lb 5oz and 22 inches long! We think he's gained most of his weight in his chins, and his tiny little legs are still pretty tiny, but we're noticing some baby fat rolls on them now. He's growing up right before our eyes...too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234944088078969698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SKZB6YT6a2I/AAAAAAAAAEc/p_HTZwFUSvo/s320/fresh+and+clean2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Ben on one of his first days home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234944087915434162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SKZB6Xs7ELI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bOTdJBq4QN0/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Ben today, on his one month birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We enjoyed lunch out on the deck today since it was so nice outside.  Well, I enjoyed lunch on the deck...Ben mostly slept and enjoyed the warm weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234944095681964162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SKZB60om6II/AAAAAAAAAEs/BxcFphn1eSM/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234944101747826578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SKZB7LO0n5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/l336VAJwMQo/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-118435502990018258?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/118435502990018258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=118435502990018258' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/118435502990018258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/118435502990018258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-difference-month-makes.html' title='what a difference a month makes!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SKZB6YT6a2I/AAAAAAAAAEc/p_HTZwFUSvo/s72-c/fresh+and+clean2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-2890107645458260526</id><published>2008-08-13T10:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T10:33:53.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a week of style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;It's been a very stylish week for little Ben. He made his first trip to Pizza Ranch in Stewartville (a favorite eatery for mom &amp;amp; dad!) and he did great. A little fussy when he decided to get hungry, but mom thought ahead and had a bottle of milk with to appease him. He really wanted the cactus bread though. Don't worry - we didn't indulge him! Someday...little Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234024750369272178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SKL9x4dc8XI/AAAAAAAAAEE/MkW6oLxKOPU/s320/pizza+ranch+in+shades.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He had his shades on for the trip because he's just too cool to be recognized out in public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He also got all dressed up for his trip into town yesterday.  He visited the WIC ladies, grandma Julie at work, and aunt Shelly at work!  He was pooped out and slept most of the day away.  Luckily, although it took him a long time to fall asleep last night, he blessed his momma with 4 hours of sleep in a row last night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234024753741755426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SKL9yFBg9CI/AAAAAAAAAEM/dQQJihWm8KA/s320/designer+baby.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's Ralph Lauren, folks.  Make no mistakes, he is a high maintenance baby.  Mom &amp;amp; Dad will have to get another job to keep up with his expensive tastes.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally, each night when Dad gets home, Mom passes little Ben off while she goes off for a shower and bath to relax after a long day.  The other day when I did this, I came out and found Daddy doing a little business, and Ben taking a little cat nap...thought I'd share the cuteness!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234024758577728834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SKL9yXCgDUI/AAAAAAAAAEU/DIgG42xjRE0/s320/daddy+%26+ben+workin+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Wednesday!  Still working on getting better with posts, at least it's been less than a week since the last one!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-2890107645458260526?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/2890107645458260526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=2890107645458260526' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2890107645458260526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2890107645458260526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/08/week-of-style.html' title='a week of style!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SKL9x4dc8XI/AAAAAAAAAEE/MkW6oLxKOPU/s72-c/pizza+ranch+in+shades.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-4305917089583742803</id><published>2008-08-07T09:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T09:42:03.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>daddy's boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SJsIxtt-o2I/AAAAAAAAADs/L0XgX1XRxWI/s1600-h/hawaiian+baby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231785042300019554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SJsIxtt-o2I/AAAAAAAAADs/L0XgX1XRxWI/s320/hawaiian+baby.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were so excited to learn that Ben was a boy when he was born because Mom had stocked up on a whole bunch of little tiny Hawaiian shirts at garage sales...and now we can use them! As you all know, Daddy has an extensive collection of Hawaiian shirts and now little Ben is following in his father's footsteps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he finally (sort of) fits into one of his little Hawaiian shirts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a couple images from Grandma Linda from Ben's visit this past weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231785585788033730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SJsJRWXnmsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6J-wtaoD62I/s320/Ryan_and_002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ben and his Uncle Ryan watching the game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231785580697783522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SJsJRDaAjOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/T0cvfOMIr-8/s320/Ben_imitating_duck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ben imitating the ducky face...his "substitute" changing table duck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-4305917089583742803?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/4305917089583742803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=4305917089583742803' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4305917089583742803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4305917089583742803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/08/daddys-boy.html' title='daddy&apos;s boy'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SJsIxtt-o2I/AAAAAAAAADs/L0XgX1XRxWI/s72-c/hawaiian+baby.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-2814615594986509165</id><published>2008-08-03T17:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T17:50:02.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>baby feet and big threats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry about the lack of posts - it's tough sometimes to have a free hand to get the pictures from the camera to the computer, and then to upload them to the internet, and then log into Blogger and then type a blog...sometimes it's just not happening because let's face it...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230423386856593170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SJYyW757lxI/AAAAAAAAACc/jLOgtsHllso/s320/big+fuss+bucket.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes Ben is just a big fuss bucket and he doesn't want to be put down. Thankfully, Dad is snuggling with the little man right now (and he's being a bit of a fuss bucket!), so Mom has time to update this thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week Ben spent lots of time snuggling with his great grandparents! It started with his great grandma and grandpa Stolp...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230424375230179938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SJYzQd4jqmI/AAAAAAAAACk/Tb2XBx9PO78/s320/ben+%26+great+gpa+stolp4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230424380941251794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SJYzQzKLtNI/AAAAAAAAACs/Rc8Bdnw1ras/s320/rockin+snuggles3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;They actually got to see him awake - though he was sleeping when Grandma Julie stopped over to visit, as per usual. She thinks all he does is sleep - but he's fooling her!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we visited Hudson this weekend for a wedding (and Ben's first time away from Mom for a few hours!), and he got to meet his great grandma Espy and his great grandma and grandpa Mayer...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230424979014890322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SJYzznKDM1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/TAUD0tjJaC8/s320/ben+%26+great+gma+espy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230424984994535730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SJYzz9btWTI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ehWG6e_TUh8/s320/ben+%26+great+gma+mayer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He snuggled and snoozed the day away being passed around, a pasttime he is getting used to!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other random images from this week:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230425887275283762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SJY0oesM9TI/AAAAAAAAADE/tspZTEP9aRk/s320/ben+%26+fosters+feet.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Foster (his cousin) feet...a little size difference!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230425888470045746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SJY0ojJDlDI/AAAAAAAAADM/tD20USHWyx0/s320/ben+on+boppy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Proof that he isn't ALWAYS a fuss bucket...sometimes he contemplates the meaning of life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230425899146451042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SJY0pK6gmGI/AAAAAAAAADU/0hHg6Xj65Sk/s320/ben%27s+first+bottle.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ben had his first bottle this week...he's growing up so fast!  *sniff sniff*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230425908639932722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SJY0puR7oTI/AAAAAAAAADc/2MaevNSRP2c/s320/tummy+time.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Enjoying some tummy time on his Boppy, he is getting pretty strong with holding his little head up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And I'll close this blog post with a threat brought to you by none other than our child.  He just wants you to know that you need to comment on this blog or he'll punch you.  Hey...he said it, not me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230425911071130562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SJY0p3Vkw8I/AAAAAAAAADk/lV2KABF2bvk/s320/i%27ll+punch+you.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-2814615594986509165?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/2814615594986509165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=2814615594986509165' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2814615594986509165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2814615594986509165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/08/baby-feet-and-big-threats.html' title='baby feet and big threats'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SJYyW757lxI/AAAAAAAAACc/jLOgtsHllso/s72-c/big+fuss+bucket.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-9000420777992962346</id><published>2008-07-27T12:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T13:13:07.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another week gone by</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/swingin3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/swingin3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben trying out his new swing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/Ben_-_Day_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 412px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="373" alt="" src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/Ben_-_Day_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben on his birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/Jon_and_Ryan_baby_photos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/Jon_and_Ryan_baby_photos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jon (left) and Ryan (right) - unfortunately no pictures of mom at the moment to compare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/grandmalindaandbabies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/grandmalindaandbabies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Linda with a sleepy Ben and a needy Remi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/allsmiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/allsmiles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A half smile while lounging on the Boppy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/lookingatduck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/lookingatduck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Staredown with the duck while being changed...a favorite pasttime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Tuesday, Ben will be two weeks old already! It feels like time is going sooo quickly, while at the same time hardly moving at all...mostly because we're still mixed up on our days and nights. It's better now than it was at first, but there is still a lot of sleep being lost around this house. Ben has been eating a LOT lately, he must be having a growth spurt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a busy week - Ben had his first doctor's appointment on Tuesday, he had gained back what he lost at the hospital and then some! Then he got to visit his mom's coworkers at WIC, he had a great visit with them and we left all tuckered out.   He got to test out his swing (he loves it!), have some staredowns on the changing table with his duck, and spend lots of quality time with Grandma Linda.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All in all, a busy first two weeks of life for Ben, but he's ready to take on new things every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-9000420777992962346?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/9000420777992962346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=9000420777992962346' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/9000420777992962346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/9000420777992962346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-week-gone-by.html' title='another week gone by'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/th_swingin3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-7124751119242319276</id><published>2008-07-21T12:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T13:08:17.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>photo smorgasbord</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/wink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/wink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben all snuggled up after his first bath at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/sleepingsoundly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/sleepingsoundly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sleeping soundly in his bassinet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/extremecloseup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/extremecloseup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Extreme close-up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/RemiBen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/RemiBen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Remi meeting his baby brother while Daddy mediates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/passedoutbaby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/passedoutbaby2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Passed out on Aunt Shelly's lap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben is almost one week old already! Last week at this time I just had my water broken and pitocin was being started...little did I know where that road would lead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben is such a great baby - he's a little mixed up on his days and nights at the moment, but we're figuring out a system slowly but surely. He's spent more time awake today than he normally does, so we're making some progress. The first night home was a little rough, but Ben and I are learning as we go along and it's been very helpful having Daddy home to help us! He has to go back to work on Wednesday and Grandma Espy is going to come and help me out for a little while after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just came to share a few pictures from the last couple of days at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-7124751119242319276?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/7124751119242319276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=7124751119242319276' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7124751119242319276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7124751119242319276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/photo-smorgasbord.html' title='photo smorgasbord'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m189/misfitinmn/Benjamin%20David/th_wink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-8864097226010663159</id><published>2008-07-17T21:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:45:54.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY Home!</title><content type='html'>Continuing the saga of Mayo's fine, high-quality service, it took hours to get discharged because there was only one doctor apparently who could sign off on our discharge, and they were busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, we're home now! Here's our "going home" picture from the hospital:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SIADemixJ5I/AAAAAAAAACM/yt-SAzonP80/s1600-h/DSCN0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224179392027109266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SIADemixJ5I/AAAAAAAAACM/yt-SAzonP80/s320/DSCN0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Remi meeting Ben:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SIADfOWdi1I/AAAAAAAAACU/XuZwWv1Xb3c/s1600-h/DSCN0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224179402712910674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SIADfOWdi1I/AAAAAAAAACU/XuZwWv1Xb3c/s320/DSCN0040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, Remi hasn't hardly noticed Ben.  Sniffed him a little bit, but he's not bothered in the slightest by it all.  We've had to be a little careful to keep Remi from juping up on mom, but he's very good around Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure we'll be posting more in the next few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-8864097226010663159?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/8864097226010663159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=8864097226010663159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/8864097226010663159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/8864097226010663159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-home.html' title='FINALLY Home!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SIADemixJ5I/AAAAAAAAACM/yt-SAzonP80/s72-c/DSCN0039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-716953927109589561</id><published>2008-07-17T09:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T09:28:31.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear With Me Here...</title><content type='html'>I know you all really come here to just see pictures of Ben, but this is baby-related, so just follow along for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While both Sara and I are very happy that Ben is here, we've been pretty disappointed with Mayo's service overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in the last few days, it started with us getting here at our scheduled 7:30 time, only to find out that every doctor was in "conference" and wouldn't be available to even start anything til 9:30. Can't wait to see the bill come in charging us for two hours of sitting around waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Sara asked for an epidural, it took 30+ minutes for the crew to show up to start. (We have friends that waited 45+ minutes). This simply isn't acceptable. I realize you might be busy, but we're not talking about small amounts of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the birth, when we finally got up to the post-partum floor, there were no private rooms, which we had requested. She was promised she'd be moved to a private room. Nearly 2 days later she finally got it.  Also, every single doctor has a different opinion on when she can go home.  Originally, they said because he was born 39 minutes after midnight, that we couldn't leave til Friday.  If he had been born at 11:59, we'd be out today.  What a load of BS.  So then last night, the doctor says we can leave today.  Today, the new doctor says not until tomorrow.  What kind of crap is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They give you a folder, with registration and insurance information to fill out. Sara had already pre-registered, so this shouldn't have even been an issue. But all of the paperwork has the name "Boy Espy" on it, and in bold letters it says "please make sure legal name is listed on this paperwork." Plus, they listed all of Sara's insurance information as the primary coverage. She SPECIFICALLY told them that he'd be under my insurance. So now I get to go to the Business Office and have them re-type every page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I call Mayo to add him as a dependent to my plan. Last open enrollment in November, I was told that I could change my coverage at "major life changes", including births. So in November, I bumped my insurance coverage down to the cheap plan knowing that I could bump it up to the more expensive, but more comprehensive, plan at this point. I call today, and the answer is "oh, you can add him, but you can't change your plan." So that means I'll probably be handing over literally thousands of dollars more in medical bills until I can change my plan on the first of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry for the rant, but the lesson to be learned? Take your kid to Olmsted Medical Center to be born. That's where we'll be for our next kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-716953927109589561?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/716953927109589561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=716953927109589561' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/716953927109589561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/716953927109589561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/bear-with-me-here.html' title='Bear With Me Here...'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-2082862996275709878</id><published>2008-07-16T10:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T10:24:01.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben &amp; Dad</title><content type='html'>A lot of you have been asking "Where are all the pictures of dad?!" Ok, so no one has asked that. But my parents snapped a picture, so here is one of the few pictures in existence of the two of us (someone has to be behind the camera with pictures featuring mom &amp;amp; Ben)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH4SgAwdeoI/AAAAAAAAACE/U7SJyGYKa5E/s1600-h/New+Image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223632958964726402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH4SgAwdeoI/AAAAAAAAACE/U7SJyGYKa5E/s320/New+Image.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4737063022356385066-2082862996275709878?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/2082862996275709878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=2082862996275709878' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2082862996275709878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2082862996275709878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/ben-dad.html' title='Ben &amp; Dad'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH4SgAwdeoI/AAAAAAAAACE/U7SJyGYKa5E/s72-c/New+Image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-3524757873031128345</id><published>2008-07-15T20:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T20:51:59.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's the mom!</title><content type='html'>Hey all!  Thank you soooo much for all of the well wishes, the gifts for Ben, for watching Remi, and for the visits!!  Ben has been a very popular little guy on his first day of life and it's not even over yet!  As I am typing this, he is sleeping in the crook of my arm in our nursing position, he likes to snuggle up next to me all curled up in a ball and he's so cute there I can't bring myself to put him down in the bassinet.  We've caught a few zzz's here and there, and Jon came back from resting this afternoon so I could get some more sleep.  Ben likes to wake me up with his little baby whimpers each time I start to doze, so sleep has not been plentiful.  But that's okay - he's worth it!  It's so fun to watch him sleep and make all of his little sleepy noises - and he is nursing like a champ, though we're both still learning a lot from each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first day has taught us that he has a set of lungs and he WILL use them - just not when other people are around, apparently.  Lynn did get to witness his pipes in action today though, so I swear I'm not just making it up.   He also does not like to have baths or really do anything that involves disturbing him while he's sleeping - particularly to take his temperature! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am recovering nicely - my tummy is obviously a little tender, but I was able to get up and walk around today and I'm free from all of my wires and tubing save for one, which should come out tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really were blessed with such a great baby!  I promise I will get to action taking and posting more pictures once I can actually get up and walk around.  Until then, enjoy Jon's last post containing the most up-to-date photos.  I was told to sign in under my own name for this post, but I searched and couldn't find how the heck to do that...so...I didn't!  Hey - I'm surviving on a teeny amount of sleep and lacking common sense.  I am sure Jon will teach me how to do this for future posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-3524757873031128345?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/3524757873031128345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=3524757873031128345' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/3524757873031128345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/3524757873031128345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-mom.html' title='it&apos;s the mom!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-7648822010113972454</id><published>2008-07-15T17:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:40:39.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0mkoRP93I/AAAAAAAAABk/HmpEyKRIE9k/s1600-h/DSCN0030.JPG"&gt;It's been a big day for Ben already, and he's been partying all day with lots of people. Enjoy the pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben getting ready for his first bath:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223373553546557298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0mkoRP93I/AAAAAAAAABk/HmpEyKRIE9k/s320/DSCN0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben's first bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0mk5dMozI/AAAAAAAAABs/U5_rITNp6XU/s1600-h/DSCN0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223373558160073522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0mk5dMozI/AAAAAAAAABs/U5_rITNp6XU/s320/DSCN0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Ben after the bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0mlPwx8hI/AAAAAAAAAB0/KhHjChCZjX4/s1600-h/DSCN0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223373564147790354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0mlPwx8hI/AAAAAAAAAB0/KhHjChCZjX4/s320/DSCN0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0mlVsm_KI/AAAAAAAAAB8/WWMgFf5jAB8/s1600-h/Mommy_%26_Ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223373565740907682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0mlVsm_KI/AAAAAAAAAB8/WWMgFf5jAB8/s320/Mommy_%26_Ben.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Great-Aunt Lynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0kjdd2m6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/idV4gSEZxG8/s1600-h/Ben_%26_Aunt_Lynn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223371334443506594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0kjdd2m6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/idV4gSEZxG8/s320/Ben_%26_Aunt_Lynn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mugshot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0kjoA29wI/AAAAAAAAABE/FMnMCcBddD4/s1600-h/Ben_-_Day_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223371337274685186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0kjoA29wI/AAAAAAAAABE/FMnMCcBddD4/s320/Ben_-_Day_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two grandmas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0kj5dix_I/AAAAAAAAABM/bSXnHPGAR7E/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223371341958399986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0kj5dix_I/AAAAAAAAABM/bSXnHPGAR7E/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready for his closeup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0kkcrqzbI/AAAAAAAAABU/gEZ7H1EUocI/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223371351412886962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0kkcrqzbI/AAAAAAAAABU/gEZ7H1EUocI/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Aunt Shelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0kkyzcgLI/AAAAAAAAABc/ABB9iw4s_2I/s1600-h/DSCN0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223371357351084210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0kkyzcgLI/AAAAAAAAABc/ABB9iw4s_2I/s320/DSCN0028.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/4737063022356385066-7648822010113972454?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/7648822010113972454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=7648822010113972454' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7648822010113972454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7648822010113972454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/birthday-bash.html' title='Birthday Bash'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SH0mkoRP93I/AAAAAAAAABk/HmpEyKRIE9k/s72-c/DSCN0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-4309621517578632081</id><published>2008-07-15T15:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T15:13:45.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back by Popular Demand</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the delays in updates everyone, but we all needed to get some sleep in at some point!  No pictures, but I'll post more of those today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After delivering last night at 12:39, it took til about 1:30 to wrap things up in the OR.  From there, we moved down to a recovery area where they could monitor all of Sara's vitals from the surgery.  Little Ben was even able to have his first meal.  He's WAY tinier than I thought he would be that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally around 4am they moved us up to post-partum.  At this point, they were still checking vitals every 15-30 minutes, plus an uncomfortable chair for me to sleep in, so I got MAYBE 30 minutes of sleep in there, as did Sara.  About 7am the grandparents came to visit, and then after that I headed home to try and catch a few Zs and clean up.  Sara and Ben were planning to get a nap in as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm going to be heading in in a few minutes.  Guests are welcome late afternoon early evening, but give me a call on my cell phone (507-273-2261) before heading over to make sure that mom and Ben are still up for more visitors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara will have a computer with her tonight and for the next few days, so I'm sure she'll be posting a TON of updates.  I'll let her post her room phone number when she's ready for calls and visitors to come meet with her directly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again everyone for the good wishes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-4309621517578632081?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/4309621517578632081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=4309621517578632081' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4309621517578632081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/4309621517578632081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-by-popular-demand.html' title='Back by Popular Demand'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-287394764385822651</id><published>2008-07-15T02:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T02:17:28.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Benjamin David Espy</title><content type='html'>After a long hard day for everyone (mom and baby in particular), Benjamin David was introduced at 12:39 am on 7/15 (thats 0039 for you Jeannie). 7 pounds 6.5 ounces. Without further adieu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SHxN_VkjNZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/O3d8-SmXu1Y/s1600-h/DSC_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223135418360477074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SHxN_VkjNZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/O3d8-SmXu1Y/s320/DSC_0093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SHxN_mOsoDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1AyykaYMucM/s1600-h/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223135422832222258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SHxN_mOsoDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1AyykaYMucM/s320/DSC_0094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SHxN_zB7udI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LQ8CQUuB55E/s1600-h/DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223135426268346834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SHxN_zB7udI/AAAAAAAAAA0/LQ8CQUuB55E/s320/DSC_0095.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/4737063022356385066-287394764385822651?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/287394764385822651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=287394764385822651' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/287394764385822651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/287394764385822651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/introducing-benjamin-david-espy.html' title='Introducing Benjamin David Espy'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SHxN_VkjNZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/O3d8-SmXu1Y/s72-c/DSC_0093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-2067277953803336331</id><published>2008-07-14T22:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:57:57.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For You Night Owls....</title><content type='html'>We're second in line for the c-section, so it could be close to midnight before we're rolling in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-2067277953803336331?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/2067277953803336331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=2067277953803336331' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2067277953803336331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2067277953803336331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-you-night-owls.html' title='For You Night Owls....'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-5746833366936448232</id><published>2008-07-14T21:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:41:54.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Update Before Grandma Julie goes to bed</title><content type='html'>Sara hasn't dialated past 4cm, and the baby is not liking the contractions.  After every contraction, the baby's heart-rate drops slightly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, the final decision is we're going into a c-section.  Without the progress, and the stress to the baby, its not worth the risk of a natural childbirth, so I'll keep you posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-5746833366936448232?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/5746833366936448232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=5746833366936448232' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/5746833366936448232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/5746833366936448232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/update-before-grandma-julie-goes-to-bed.html' title='The Update Before Grandma Julie goes to bed'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-6839261688872254239</id><published>2008-07-14T20:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T20:55:45.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still No Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-6839261688872254239?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/6839261688872254239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=6839261688872254239' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/6839261688872254239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/6839261688872254239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/still-no-baby.html' title='Still No Baby'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-2912049333933187575</id><published>2008-07-14T19:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T19:04:43.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening Update #2</title><content type='html'>Epidural is in, and Sara is feeling much better.  Pain level is down from 331.5 out of 10 to 6s and 7s.  Hopefully they'll do another exam within the next hour and I'll be able to give an update regarding the dialation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-2912049333933187575?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/2912049333933187575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=2912049333933187575' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2912049333933187575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2912049333933187575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/evening-update-2.html' title='Evening Update #2'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-7210004282516270472</id><published>2008-07-14T18:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T18:10:05.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening Update #1</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the delay, but its been a bit of a rollercoaster for Sara this late afternoon.  Its gone from being not too bad to excrutiating, and everything inbetween.  About 10 minutes ago she finally asked for the epidural.  At this point, we don't know if she's dialated anymore, but hopefully there will be an update as we roll on into the 12th hour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-7210004282516270472?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/7210004282516270472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=7210004282516270472' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7210004282516270472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7210004282516270472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/evening-update-1.html' title='Evening Update #1'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-1075789134986987782</id><published>2008-07-14T15:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T15:37:37.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Grandma Julie</title><content type='html'>3:37 doesn't appear to be the lucky time; the time has come and passed... Better luck next grandchild....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Lynn, 4:17 isn't looking great either!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-1075789134986987782?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/1075789134986987782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=1075789134986987782' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1075789134986987782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1075789134986987782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/sorry-grandma-julie.html' title='Sorry Grandma Julie'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-1852254367134484264</id><published>2008-07-14T15:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T15:28:44.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowly Improving!</title><content type='html'>Contractions are coming 2-3 minutes apart now!  Sara has dialated a little bit more, but things are looking good and we're moving forward slowly but surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone for their well-wishes so far!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-1852254367134484264?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/1852254367134484264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=1852254367134484264' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1852254367134484264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1852254367134484264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/slowly-improving.html' title='Slowly Improving!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-5274213277930378003</id><published>2008-07-14T14:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T14:52:55.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Afternoon Update</title><content type='html'>Since more updates are being requested.... Things are going pretty smoothly now.  Its starting to get more uncomfortable for Sara as they up the dosage of Pitocin every 30 minutes.  She's definitely feeling the contractions more.  Stay tuned loyal readers....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-5274213277930378003?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/5274213277930378003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=5274213277930378003' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/5274213277930378003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/5274213277930378003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/mid-afternoon-update.html' title='Mid-Afternoon Update'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-7270937198374906000</id><published>2008-07-14T13:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T13:56:06.721-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pitocin Started!</title><content type='html'>Things improved a little bit after they broke her water and they're not seeing the heartbeat drop as dramatically.  They're going to start her on a small dose of Pitocin to start getting contractions going to see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-7270937198374906000?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/7270937198374906000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=7270937198374906000' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7270937198374906000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7270937198374906000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/pitocin-started.html' title='Pitocin Started!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-8928306037349579400</id><published>2008-07-14T13:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T13:40:24.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still No Update</title><content type='html'>But Christa swears that Aaron is her baby daddy on the Maury Povich show....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-8928306037349579400?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/8928306037349579400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=8928306037349579400' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/8928306037349579400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/8928306037349579400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/still-no-update.html' title='Still No Update'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-7139864802735152504</id><published>2008-07-14T12:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T12:42:42.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Afternoon Update</title><content type='html'>They just broke Sara's water manually so that they could put internal monitors on the baby.  They still don't like how the baby's heartbeat is dropping slightly after contractions.  Since the contractions are still quite early, they want to monitor the baby's reactions to them.  If the heartbeat's reaction to contractions doesn't improve, they're going to want to do a c-section, so I'll keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-7139864802735152504?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/7139864802735152504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=7139864802735152504' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7139864802735152504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7139864802735152504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/early-afternoon-update.html' title='Early Afternoon Update'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-7931357528934381446</id><published>2008-07-14T12:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T12:06:44.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No progression yet</title><content type='html'>Still at 2cm dialation. They'll be reevaluating at 12:30. In the meantime, here are some pictures for your pleasure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara being a trooper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SHuHNZ6abKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TqCfpM9abzM/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222916857230159010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SHuHNZ6abKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TqCfpM9abzM/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby monitor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SHuHNhkSQJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RdnfJbrToUg/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222916859284832402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SHuHNhkSQJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RdnfJbrToUg/s320/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Chick Flick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SHuHN1lftwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4p5rCqup3z0/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222916864658618114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SHuHN1lftwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4p5rCqup3z0/s320/3.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/4737063022356385066-7931357528934381446?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/7931357528934381446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=7931357528934381446' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7931357528934381446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/7931357528934381446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-progression-yet.html' title='No progression yet'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_K423Y2DqLBY/SHuHNZ6abKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TqCfpM9abzM/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-2268349088331774363</id><published>2008-07-14T11:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T11:44:46.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for Fluids</title><content type='html'>This is Jon again.  I just got back from grabbing lunch and a crossword puzzle for Sara, and they're going to give her some IV fluids now.  They said that being dehydrated causes the baby to be "stressed" a little, which might be causing the slight drop in heart rate after contractions.  So we'll see what happens there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-2268349088331774363?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/2268349088331774363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=2268349088331774363' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2268349088331774363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/2268349088331774363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/time-for-fluids.html' title='Time for Fluids'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-1607508518659176071</id><published>2008-07-14T11:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T11:22:17.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This momma is HUNGRY!</title><content type='html'>Jon has headed out to grab a bite to eat, and I am attempting to surf the internet from a laying position.  Apparently, this little bugger doesn't like it when I sit up, so they want me to stay reclined.  Which, of course, is more uncomfortable, but oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry and not allowed to eat - my worst nightmare!  I had a popsicle earlier, needless to say it did not tide over my hunger.  But I am apparently having contractions according to the monitor (I'm not feeling most of them and they are inconsistent) and I'm hoping this will mean I have made some progress when they check me next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more updates...my "chick flick" is almost over and I'll have to pick a new one soon!  I have Jon on the lookout for a crossword puzzle book or something to hopefully keep me distracted as time creeps along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll keep you posted on any happenings, big or small!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-1607508518659176071?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/1607508518659176071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=1607508518659176071' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1607508518659176071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/1607508518659176071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-momma-is-hungry.html' title='This momma is HUNGRY!'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-3935161445682056082</id><published>2008-07-14T10:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T10:17:26.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sara is enjoying the movies on demand feature and is watching the chick flick "Catch and Release."  Thankfully I have the internet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-3935161445682056082?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/3935161445682056082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=3935161445682056082' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/3935161445682056082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/3935161445682056082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/sara-is-enjoying-movies-on-demand.html' title=''/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-6559401833101382244</id><published>2008-07-14T09:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T10:12:50.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Forward... Slowly</title><content type='html'>Well, Sara just took the first dose of Cytotec, which is supposed to help dialate her more. Now we have to wait til 1:30 before they even check to see if she's going to be ready to take Pitocin to start the contractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least we're moving forward! It's definitely nervous and exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guesses so far on weight and sex:&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Gada - Boy, 7 pounds, 10 ounces&lt;br /&gt;Nurse Amanda - Girl, 7 pounds, 13 ounces&lt;br /&gt;Sara - Girl, 8 pounds, 1 ounce&lt;br /&gt;Jon - Boy, 8 pounds, 7 ounces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and weigh in in the comments section about your guess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-6559401833101382244?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/6559401833101382244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=6559401833101382244' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/6559401833101382244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/6559401833101382244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/moving-forward-slowly.html' title='Moving Forward... Slowly'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4737063022356385066.post-427437296317682031</id><published>2008-07-14T09:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T09:09:58.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Waiting.....</title><content type='html'>We arrived for our scheduled induction at 7:30 this morning, only to find out that there are no doctors around because of "conferences" every Monday morning.  Why the heck would they schedule anything if no one is here to do anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now its 9:08, and nothing has happened besides to start Sara's IV.  Its going to be a long day at this rate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4737063022356385066-427437296317682031?l=babyespy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/feeds/427437296317682031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4737063022356385066&amp;postID=427437296317682031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/427437296317682031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4737063022356385066/posts/default/427437296317682031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babyespy.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-waiting.html' title='Just Waiting.....'/><author><name>Jon Espy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--w4XvOa0zno/TpMMoGpxfyI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HAEG9eHAISk/s220/espy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
