<?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-8318958186722565857</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:10:54.458-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelsey's World</title><subtitle type='html'>Take a walk with us as Kelsey grows.....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>382</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-3241039531421018089</id><published>2010-05-18T08:53:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T07:56:49.581-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The A says ahhh!</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to my cousin's wife for her blog post about the Leapfrog Letter Factory Video. Their daughter is a little older than Kelsey, but I decided to get it anyways and all I can say is WOW!! Kelsey knows and recognizes all of the letters and their sounds. She is constantly singing the song and talking about her letters. A long time ago at the dollar store I bought some letter flashcards which she</summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=84e756d8ab296346&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/3241039531421018089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=3241039531421018089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3241039531421018089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3241039531421018089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/05/a-says-ahhh.html' title='The A says ahhh!'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-4875300006517992033</id><published>2010-05-12T21:35:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T19:27:41.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Refresher....</title><summary type='text'>Normally I would just do this myself, but our pool has been too cool for me to take her in and work with her (however this week it has finally gotten up to about 84). And with my upcoming (unavoidable) c-section I am not going to be able to take Ms. Kelsey in for 6 weeks post. With only a little over 2 weeks until baby sister arrives, I debated and debated and finally decided just to shoot the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/4875300006517992033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=4875300006517992033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4875300006517992033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4875300006517992033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/05/swimming-refresher.html' title='Swimming Refresher....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-4670939300459562228</id><published>2010-05-11T20:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T20:35:04.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Happy</title><summary type='text'>Kelsey just put her hands in the shape of a heart (well as close to making a heart as she could), she then leaned into me and placed her heart shaped hands on my chest. She looked up at me and asked "Do I make your heart super happy?" I told her yes you make my heart happy. She said "No, do I make your heart SUPER Happy?" Yes princess, you make mommy's heart SUPER happy. How do you not just love </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/4670939300459562228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=4670939300459562228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4670939300459562228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4670939300459562228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/05/super-happy.html' title='Super Happy'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-7084061750492070350</id><published>2010-05-06T21:09:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T16:46:00.927-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day before Easter</title><summary type='text'>Lou's travel schedule changed and he was home the Saturday before Easter, so we took Kelsey to a local park that was having a huge Easter Eggstravaganza held by the local Methodist church. There were lots of crafts, free food, bounce houses and egg hunts divided up by age groups. I forgot to take a picture of the before, but it was essentially a soccer field covered with eggs. You filed in around</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/7084061750492070350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=7084061750492070350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7084061750492070350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7084061750492070350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-before-easter.html' title='Day before Easter'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S_L3b2dn4FI/AAAAAAAADDE/n3LdIcpV77Q/s72-c/Easter2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-5591425537479157108</id><published>2010-04-26T08:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T08:31:43.067-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Backwards Counting...</title><summary type='text'>Kelsey just counted backwards from 5, totally unprompted. We are snuggling in bed on this rainy morning and she has a little pen flashlight and was counting her fingers. Then all of a sudden she started with her thumb and said 5 and then put up her pointer and said 4 and so on. So cool!! We don't even work on that.....Yes, I know I have been slacking. I promise I have a BUNCH of posts coming with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/5591425537479157108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=5591425537479157108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/5591425537479157108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/5591425537479157108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/04/backwards-counting.html' title='Backwards Counting...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-6693020264588600060</id><published>2010-04-18T21:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T08:37:34.565-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SeaWorld</title><summary type='text'>Lou had a dinner program in Orlando he needed to be at on a Saturday night, so we decided to take advantage of it (and of him being with us on a Saturday) and go up and spend the morning/afternoon at SeaWorld. It was kinda a last minute trip (I imagine when we have 2 kids, last minute trips will be harder to plan.) By the time we got there, parked and took the tram to the front we only had about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/6693020264588600060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=6693020264588600060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/6693020264588600060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/6693020264588600060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/04/seaworld.html' title='SeaWorld'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S-1Am80sgEI/AAAAAAAADAM/P0iDIfOS-n8/s72-c/Easter+zoo+seaworld+076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-6546814137219290892</id><published>2010-04-14T08:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T08:44:01.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Flower Girl</title><summary type='text'>Kelsey absolutely LOVES flowers. She picks some out of the garden EVERYday. I try to limit the # she picks, because otherwise they will be non left. She then likes to put them in a bowl of water.Every time we go to Gma/Gpa McDonald's house, she gets out of the car and says "I need to get a surprise for Gramma". She then heads over to the red hibiscus bush and picks a flower to bring inside to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/6546814137219290892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=6546814137219290892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/6546814137219290892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/6546814137219290892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-flower-girl.html' title='Our Flower Girl'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S-1FRXvqmzI/AAAAAAAADBc/E_rf47GuIYE/s72-c/Easter+zoo+seaworld+060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-9107346277423551570</id><published>2010-04-12T08:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T09:08:31.161-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Passed Out....</title><summary type='text'>I was working in my sewing room and Lou asked if I wanted him to get Kelsey up from her nap(I think it was after 4). I said sure and heard him open her door and go in. About 15 minutes passed by and I never heard from either of them, so I went to investigate and this is what I found. (By the time I grabbed the camera, you can see that K had started to wake up)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/9107346277423551570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=9107346277423551570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/9107346277423551570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/9107346277423551570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/04/passed-out.html' title='Passed Out....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S-1KrknlHxI/AAAAAAAADBk/5EVv4ZPr3rU/s72-c/Easter+zoo+seaworld+065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-8827897242317342102</id><published>2010-04-06T08:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T09:36:19.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Eat a Dinosaur....</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/8827897242317342102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=8827897242317342102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8827897242317342102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8827897242317342102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-to-eat-dinosaur.html' title='How to Eat a Dinosaur....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-2111048572810250500</id><published>2010-04-06T08:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T09:17:25.618-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Zoo...</title><summary type='text'>With Lou's new crazy schedule he has Mondays off, so we took Kelsey back up to the Brevard Zoo the day after Easter. We really like this zoo because it is not too big and has a great play area with water and hands on things to do like the petting area. Since it was a special trip we decided we would let her "feed" the animals. In the bird area, you can buy a stick of food and a nectar cup for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/2111048572810250500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=2111048572810250500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2111048572810250500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2111048572810250500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-zoo.html' title='To the Zoo...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S_KJEgEo_cI/AAAAAAAADB0/3FvMSgCViGY/s72-c/Easter+zoo+seaworld+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-5969340600664637699</id><published>2010-04-04T08:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T21:07:32.604-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Clover...</title><summary type='text'>After our group Easter egg hunt, K plopped down in the clover like one of the younger girls. She was picking and smelling the flowers. My friend Yanin took some cute pics.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/5969340600664637699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=5969340600664637699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/5969340600664637699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/5969340600664637699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-clover.html' title='In the Clover...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S-Nnd2iu5YI/AAAAAAAADAE/K8rtz9vrj8o/s72-c/Easter+with+the+group+099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-7290933055933490472</id><published>2010-04-02T13:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T14:09:12.588-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Dentist Appointment...</title><summary type='text'>I took Kelsey for her first dentist appointment today. At Dermody Dental they give cleanings/check-ups free to kids under 3! Kelsey did awesome today, I was so proud of her. Ms. Liz took us back and Kelsey got to climb up in the big chair all by herself. We counted all of her teeth (there are 20) and she said she has nice spacing in her molars so we don't need to floss yet. Then she got a new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/7290933055933490472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=7290933055933490472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7290933055933490472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7290933055933490472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/04/1st-dentist-appointment.html' title='1st Dentist Appointment...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S7Yyh2QDEpI/AAAAAAAAC_E/ev3z_6E4KIw/s72-c/dentist+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-2988933552405984827</id><published>2010-04-01T20:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T17:00:16.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moms' Group Easter Party</title><summary type='text'>Again this year we had an Easter party with our moms' group. Snacks and an Easter egg hunt. We each bring 10 filled eggs per child and then they are spread out in a field. We decided to let the the 3 and under kids go first this year and get their 10 and then we let the older kids go. Kelsey had fun, but at 2 1/2 it is a hard concept to understand getting 10 and then going back in the park so the</summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=459e7c4350adff7a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/2988933552405984827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=2988933552405984827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2988933552405984827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2988933552405984827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/04/moms-group-easter-party.html' title='Moms&apos; Group Easter Party'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S7ZR8mlebzI/AAAAAAAAC_s/kL-TTAO9Q3w/s72-c/group+egg+hunt+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-3899603972788124988</id><published>2010-03-24T21:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T21:31:38.221-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby shower...</title><summary type='text'>My girlfriends threw me and my friend Carla a duel baby shower today. We are both due in May with little girls. They are so awesome and I do not know where I'd be had I not met this group of girls after having K. We didn't open the gifts there, but brought them home to open with daddy after he got home from work. Kelsey was so excited to open the gifts for her baby sister and told me all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/3899603972788124988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=3899603972788124988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3899603972788124988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3899603972788124988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/03/baby-shower.html' title='Baby shower...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S6q8TzCIAMI/AAAAAAAAC9E/46pel2cYAUQ/s72-c/opengifts+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-4429050490177820977</id><published>2010-03-20T09:02:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T19:29:01.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Springtime Berry Planting..</title><summary type='text'>Last year we planted strawberries and Kelsey loved being able to pick them and wash them. So this year we decided to plant them again AND we planted raspberries and blueberries. Kelsey saw the blueberry container when we were at Lowe's and asked to plant them as well. (The only thing I didn't realize until we got home is that blueberries need 2 plants for cross pollination, so we'll have to go </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8d303311f2b03341&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/4429050490177820977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=4429050490177820977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4429050490177820977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4429050490177820977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/03/springtime-berry-planting.html' title='Springtime Berry Planting..'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S6TMALb9_gI/AAAAAAAAC78/Wjnr7aNKu_E/s72-c/MArch2010+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-3832693370333397636</id><published>2010-03-15T15:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T15:29:50.959-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles in the car...</title><summary type='text'>I had to wait in a long line at the Walgreens pharmacy drive thru and Kelsey was getting restless. I dug around and found some bubbles and presto life was all good again!!




</summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=80526053c90da9cc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/3832693370333397636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=3832693370333397636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3832693370333397636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3832693370333397636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/03/bubbles-in-car.html' title='Bubbles in the car...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-3934299298878433</id><published>2010-03-13T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T15:11:59.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Girl...</title><summary type='text'>The other morning Kelsey was playing around and emptied out the tissue box (putting all of the tissues in her basket). She then put on her headband and was a "runner". She began walking around with one foot in the empty tissue box, carrying her basket. She looked sooo silly I had to catch a picture on my phone.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/3934299298878433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=3934299298878433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3934299298878433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3934299298878433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/03/silly-girl.html' title='Silly Girl...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S6pjwLMutbI/AAAAAAAAC80/VtIj5yKkEM0/s72-c/phonecammarch2010+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-8279620473936185846</id><published>2010-03-09T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T22:49:12.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Solo flight....</title><summary type='text'>on Dumbo!Lou &amp; I had 2 days left on our Disney passes (which expired mid-March) so we took Kelsey to Orlando for her last time there as an only child. The week prior all she kept talking about was going to Disney and riding on Dumbo, and seeing different characters. As we were walking into Magic Kingdom on Sunday, a parade had just started, so we stopped to watch it. When it was over, the first </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f285470861ecb105&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/8279620473936185846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=8279620473936185846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8279620473936185846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8279620473936185846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-solo-flight.html' title='Last Solo flight....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S6q_E-M0osI/AAAAAAAAC9s/S4HpKJK8Mi8/s72-c/Disney2010+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-2509159608696247432</id><published>2010-03-07T12:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T00:19:33.712-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Haircut.....</title><summary type='text'>so it was really more of a trim than a haircut...but all the same! Lou has been asking when we were going to cut her hair almost from the first week or two we came home from the hospital (she had a ton!!) I kept telling him, "she's a girl, you don't have to cut her hair just because it is over her ears". I use the over the ears when I remind him he needs to get a haircut, hence the reference </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/2509159608696247432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=2509159608696247432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2509159608696247432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2509159608696247432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/03/1st-haircut.html' title='1st Haircut.....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S6WdyOxnlfI/AAAAAAAAC8k/DxZRbQYL3eU/s72-c/1st+haircut+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-8034679559766427298</id><published>2010-03-06T08:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T15:05:53.189-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Mussels....</title><summary type='text'>With Lou being gone on Friday nights now, sometimes K &amp; I drive by Gma &amp; Gpa McDonald's after nap just to say hi. We did this on our first Friday alone. I brought her dinner with me so I could feed her there before heading home and she could spend a little more time with them. With it being Lent, mom and dad are eating fish on Fridays and mom was steaming some mussels for an appetizer for her and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/8034679559766427298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=8034679559766427298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8034679559766427298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8034679559766427298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/03/yummy-mussels.html' title='Yummy Mussels....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S6pibn6hhzI/AAAAAAAAC8s/PyzxPwcrh30/s72-c/phonecammarch2010+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-8574099198789087284</id><published>2010-02-27T18:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T18:10:00.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A runner....</title><summary type='text'>K is always putting her own headbands on (wrong of course..well maybe not "wrong" just not how I think they should be worn) and then she tells me "I'm gonna be a runner" and she will start running around the room. I have no idea where she got this from. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/8574099198789087284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=8574099198789087284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8574099198789087284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8574099198789087284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/runner.html' title='A runner....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S4l9CTZya-I/AAAAAAAAC7E/aG0Vx0aNdb8/s72-c/museumfeb10+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-3700866171213358677</id><published>2010-02-27T15:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T15:26:52.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training Update...</title><summary type='text'>We are 4 weeks from PT bootcamp and she is doing great. When we are out, she'll tell me she has to go and is still dry by the time we get all the way to the bathroom (wherever we are) She's had 2 pee-pee accidents in her carseat, I guess it could be worse. When we are home..I'm at a loss. She almost always has some wetness in her panties by the time she gets to the bathroom. I don't understand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/3700866171213358677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=3700866171213358677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3700866171213358677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3700866171213358677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/potty-training-update.html' title='Potty Training Update...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-4302058061074254507</id><published>2010-02-27T15:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T15:10:21.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorting...</title><summary type='text'>She may have been doing this for a while, but I just noticed how often she is doing. From sorting the colors of blocks when stacking, sorting out play dough back into containers, or crayons.  While I was cooking dinner the other night I came out to find her sorting all the small pieces of play dough she had played with earlier in the day. So cute to see her always learning and growing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/4302058061074254507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=4302058061074254507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4302058061074254507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4302058061074254507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/sorting.html' title='Sorting...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S4l71xN3IwI/AAAAAAAAC60/YXKQqg0tp1Q/s72-c/museumfeb10+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-3825094528161069678</id><published>2010-02-27T14:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T15:02:35.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dish Washer</title><summary type='text'>Kelsey wanted to help clean out her cup before dinner..she pulled her stool over and turned the water on. She even knew to use the brush (she's just like her daddy)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/3825094528161069678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=3825094528161069678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3825094528161069678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3825094528161069678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/dish-washer.html' title='Dish Washer'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S4l6LZmK3QI/AAAAAAAAC6s/kKC8-7X-H0Q/s72-c/phone+pics+Feb+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-502412284591732203</id><published>2010-02-21T10:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T10:36:32.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza Time!</title><summary type='text'> Mozzarella Rice Shreds, Mushrooms and Turkey Pepperoni... It was a hit! I tried it and it was good, but as usual Lou &amp; I don't eat her food as it is $$$ and I'd rather stretch it out and make it last for her. It was $8.69 for a box of 4 personal gluten/dairy free pizza crusts, but I figure it makes 8 meals for her as she can only eat 2 of the slices at most. So Happy!! She had broccoli and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/502412284591732203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=502412284591732203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/502412284591732203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/502412284591732203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/pizza-time.html' title='Pizza Time!'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S4FSKJ2-VwI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/8Sy8-BXSbRI/s72-c/ks+pizza+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-2370091265464556143</id><published>2010-02-19T14:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T14:36:16.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Happy Day....</title><summary type='text'>While perusing the shelves at the local nutrition (ie expensive as all get out) store, Kelsey and I found Rice Cheese!!! They had both a cheddar and mozzarella shreds version so we bought both to try out. (It does have a little bit of casein in it, so we won't be using it all the time) But Kelsey got to have a grilled cheese sandwich today, something she used to LOVE, and I bought some gluten </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/2370091265464556143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=2370091265464556143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2370091265464556143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2370091265464556143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-happy-day.html' title='Oh Happy Day....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-8037431590889277478</id><published>2010-02-17T09:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T09:53:36.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My China...</title><summary type='text'>Background-----As much as I hate using correct terminology, we try to use it with kelsey when talking about her girl parts. So we have taught her the word vagina, but it's not like we talk about it or use it all the the time. Now for the funny part!Kelsey and I were just talking about how I need to put a bottom on the slipcover I am making for her bean bag. This is how the conversation went:M: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/8037431590889277478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=8037431590889277478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8037431590889277478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8037431590889277478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-china.html' title='My China...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-9036491565482623281</id><published>2010-02-14T09:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T14:34:13.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trampoline Time...</title><summary type='text'> Our good friends have a trampoline for their kids. We were at their house the other day for a Valentine's playdate and all the kids were on it. K finally asked to go in, so I took her shoes off and let her have at it. She had a lot of fun running/bouncing around in a circle. She did have a couple of collisions too. I am convinced she closes her eyes when she walks sometimes as she is always </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=10d5642c97bdb60d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/9036491565482623281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=9036491565482623281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/9036491565482623281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/9036491565482623281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/trampoline-time.html' title='Trampoline Time...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S4luyyAO-vI/AAAAAAAAC6c/28EnZbFrbvQ/s72-c/phone+pics+Feb+078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-7273350992956694620</id><published>2010-02-14T09:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T09:50:36.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride 'em cowboy!!</title><summary type='text'>I caught her doing this the other day and didn't have my camera. She finally did it again when my camera was upstairs. She climbed up on her spring horse with her (too small) cowboy hat in hand. I laughed out loud literally when she took the hat off to say Yeehaw, she did this totally on he own when I didn't have the camera!!




</summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=34efd5d06454e37d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/7273350992956694620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=7273350992956694620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7273350992956694620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7273350992956694620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/ride-em-cowboy.html' title='Ride &apos;em cowboy!!'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-3610565098377321444</id><published>2010-02-14T09:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T09:13:37.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!!</title><summary type='text'>I got up early this morning and snuck downstairs to make breakfast for my two hunnies. Bacon, Egg &amp; Cheese sandwiches for Lou &amp; I, coffee, and eggs and a GF blueberry pancake for Kelsey, all with a side of chocolate covered strawberries. Then I came back upstairs and got Kelsey up. She "signed" her card for daddy and then we went in and woke him up with our surprise. Kelsey even got to try the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/3610565098377321444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=3610565098377321444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3610565098377321444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3610565098377321444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!!'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S3gEpnj1fkI/AAAAAAAAC4M/6i_rzVsKBa8/s72-c/vd+day+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-1664501807739441324</id><published>2010-02-11T11:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T11:32:06.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PT- Day 4-6</title><summary type='text'>So after a really good day 3, we decided to venture out some days 4-6. Well day 4 we HAD to b/c I had my 24 week appt. Our goal before we get in the car is to make sure she goes on the potty. She did really well in the dr's office and told me she had to go peepee a few minutes after we got there. She did have an accident Day 4 when we were at my friend Megan's house..mainly because I think I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/1664501807739441324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=1664501807739441324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1664501807739441324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1664501807739441324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/pt-day-4-6.html' title='PT- Day 4-6'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-6802692362082239441</id><published>2010-02-08T00:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T09:18:05.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training- Day 3</title><summary type='text'>Oh my..WHAT A DIFFERENCE A DAY MAKES!! Lou got K up this morning and took her straight in to the potty and changed her into her big girl panties. Again we spent some time snuggling in bed while she drank her milk. We had a lot to accomplish today so we were dressed (well as dressed as we were gonna get K w/ only a long sleeve velour shirt) &amp; downstairs within an hour. Prior to making breakfast I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/6802692362082239441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=6802692362082239441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/6802692362082239441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/6802692362082239441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/potty-training-day-3.html' title='Potty Training- Day 3'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S3gF1WXugbI/AAAAAAAAC4c/kFfEcc75PBw/s72-c/Feb+9+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-2434077969630815722</id><published>2010-02-06T23:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T23:17:16.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty training- Day 2</title><summary type='text'>Today started out really well...as soon as I got K out of bed she went pee/poop on the potty!! Score. That was the end of the good for most of the day. She was outside and at one point just stopped and stood there, spread her legs and looked down and watched herself pee. She never stopped..just kept on peeing. Aye... Then it happened again, inside this time on the rug!! The third time she at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/2434077969630815722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=2434077969630815722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2434077969630815722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2434077969630815722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/potty-training-day-2.html' title='Potty training- Day 2'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-228182026718015552</id><published>2010-02-05T20:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T21:07:15.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training- Day 1</title><summary type='text'>You may or may not care to read this..this post is mainly for me to look back on when it comes time to potty train #2)Before going to bed last night I got her cup filled with milk in the fridge, filled the dog bowls with food and brought treats and a banana upstairs...all to be prepared to make my morning routine faster than normal so I could try to get to Kelsey before she peed in the AM. No </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/228182026718015552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=228182026718015552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/228182026718015552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/228182026718015552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/potty-training-day-1.html' title='Potty Training- Day 1'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S2zNyBsqRLI/AAAAAAAAC30/WMhjg5XI6S0/s72-c/pottytrain1+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-7538499216654457187</id><published>2010-02-04T12:55:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T10:17:54.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Puerto Rico</title><summary type='text'>Part of Lou's new territory (with his new job) is Puerto Rico. After getting home from work late on Tuesday night he searched the internet and then around 11:30 PM said "Hey, looks like this weekend would be a good weekend to go over to PR. Wanna go?" So we decided to do it and since it was late at night we decided we would take K with us. By 1:30 AM we had booked tickets and booked a hotel as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/7538499216654457187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=7538499216654457187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7538499216654457187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7538499216654457187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/puerto-rico.html' title='Puerto Rico'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S2sMl8GoASI/AAAAAAAAC3M/gRDXzfiHS0E/s72-c/Puerto+Rico-jan2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-3484696420754891868</id><published>2010-02-04T09:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T09:32:00.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kale Chips....</title><summary type='text'>You might be thinking.."Gross..WHAT?!?!?!" Actually they are pretty tasty. Within 1 1/2 weeks I received 2 separate emails from different friends about this. I save the email to try them with K. While at Publix this week I remembered to pick up a bag of Kale for the experiment. They are really simple to make and Kelsey just gobbled them up. She has started not liking spinach and kale in dishes as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/3484696420754891868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=3484696420754891868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3484696420754891868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3484696420754891868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/kale-chips.html' title='Kale Chips....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S2rZMWKxCNI/AAAAAAAAC2k/OaVnLFWZ8is/s72-c/Feb3+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-1078409671657037692</id><published>2010-02-04T09:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T09:15:10.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoothies!!</title><summary type='text'>I've taken Kelsey twice to the smoothie shop to get a smoothie (non dairy of course). She really likes them and every time we drive near the store she asks for one. In talking with a friend the other day, I realized I can/should make them at home for her. I always have frozen fruit on hand, K loves frozen blueberries and cherries. So, after nap we made "kitchen sink" smoothies. I threw a little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/1078409671657037692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=1078409671657037692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1078409671657037692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1078409671657037692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/smoothies.html' title='Smoothies!!'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S2rV9bHW4DI/AAAAAAAAC2M/SdNpgfn4MFA/s72-c/Feb3+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-6499369080047788687</id><published>2010-02-02T09:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:25:36.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubble Bathtime</title><summary type='text'>Recently we starting letting K take a bubble bath 1-2 nights a week. I was a little hesitant b/c I have read they can cause yeast infections in little girls, but Lou made a good point...he said "I am sure you grew up taking bubble baths and are just fine. Are you going to deny your daughter that fun?" So I gave in, but not for every bath. We found a gentle bubble bath to use with no dyes or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/6499369080047788687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=6499369080047788687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/6499369080047788687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/6499369080047788687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/bubble-bathtime.html' title='Bubble Bathtime'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S2g1h5-NviI/AAAAAAAAC18/am8VYhR1ORQ/s72-c/popcorn+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-2664734573268888861</id><published>2010-02-01T22:57:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:29:31.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Popcorn Time...</title><summary type='text'>When we were in Puerto Rico (post still to come), Kelsey had popcorn for the first time. Mom/Dad bought me a popcorn maker for my birthday and today after nap K and I made our first batch!! She was so excited. I moved her stool back from the counter because the machine gets hot and I didn't want her to touch it. She loved watching it pop into popcorn and was delighted to put her hand in the bowl </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a9502f3349005c26&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/2664734573268888861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=2664734573268888861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2664734573268888861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2664734573268888861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/02/popcorn-time.html' title='Popcorn Time...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S2ekMso_6uI/AAAAAAAAC1s/DwANPyGUyRU/s72-c/popcorn+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-138590880626093544</id><published>2010-01-24T14:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T14:46:51.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelsey's First Pedicure...</title><summary type='text'>Our good friend's daughter (Ava) had her 5th b-day party today. It was a girls only party and they all got pedicures. It was very cute. K was the youngest one there and I wasn't sure if she would want one, or even how she'd do if she tried it. She was great. She chose the color red because that's what mommy got yesterday on her toes. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/138590880626093544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=138590880626093544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/138590880626093544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/138590880626093544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/01/kelseys-first-pedicure.html' title='Kelsey&apos;s First Pedicure...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S1yhEJ-l8gI/AAAAAAAAC1E/DHlOjxq_Kuc/s72-c/1st+pedi+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-5038695365570104752</id><published>2010-01-13T21:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:09:47.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Sister!!</title><summary type='text'>So I realized that I had not announced on the blog that we are pregnant and that Kelsey is going to be a Big Sister at the end of May. Most everyone who reads this blog should already know that, but just in case....If you can quickly do the math..I am 20 weeks pregnant! Today we had our anatomy scan and we brought Kelsey with us. All along she has been asking for a brother AND a sister, she is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/5038695365570104752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=5038695365570104752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/5038695365570104752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/5038695365570104752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/01/big-sister.html' title='Big Sister!!'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-4227275526616010021</id><published>2010-01-09T21:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T22:30:19.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><summary type='text'> All season long Kelsey has been asking Santa for a horsey and a candy cane...well Santa delivered!! I think Santa decided to be extra nice to Kelsey this year since it is her last year being the only one, b/c she even got more than what she asked for... After waking up and getting the cameras set, Lou went in and woke up K-bear. She was very excited talking about Santa and Christmas. We start by</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/4227275526616010021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=4227275526616010021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4227275526616010021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4227275526616010021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S0lFfoB1WRI/AAAAAAAAC0M/ip6gx0wxbpo/s72-c/christmas+2009+053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-606188133703317355</id><published>2010-01-09T21:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T22:54:55.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><summary type='text'>We drove down to Delray to spend Christmas Eve with Lou's family. Before going to his mom's house, we went to mass at a church down there. It was a children's service and they had a little play. We sat in the very back and Kelsey was very good. She enjoyed counting the angels and shepherds as they lined up to walk down the aisle.Christmas Eve at Gma Roselli's is always a wonderful time. Lots of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/606188133703317355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=606188133703317355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/606188133703317355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/606188133703317355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S0k8r0q0HaI/AAAAAAAACzs/pwCJq7S_cus/s72-c/christmas+2009+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-8591739803682114342</id><published>2010-01-07T09:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T09:51:55.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Thing....</title><summary type='text'>that I go and check on K every night before I go to sleep (around midnight, I know I really need to change that) It was freezing again last night, so we had put Kelsey in footie jammies with socks on underneath. We even had the space heater in her room because it was supposed to get into the 20's again. Well, this is what I found when I went to check and say goodnight: I took her out and put a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/8591739803682114342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=8591739803682114342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8591739803682114342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8591739803682114342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-thing.html' title='Good Thing....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S0XyR3OXL7I/AAAAAAAACyk/K6FVnScj3Tk/s72-c/nakedgirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-7372060804913285564</id><published>2010-01-04T13:55:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T14:08:01.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jell-O</title><summary type='text'>Kelsey and I made jello for the first time on New Years Day night. She's never had it before, so I was not sure how she would react to it. She did like it! She didn't eat a ton of it, but it was fun to watch. Notice the trepidation in her face in the first picture :-)    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/7372060804913285564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=7372060804913285564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7372060804913285564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7372060804913285564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/01/jell-o.html' title='Jell-O'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S0I8JiyRIPI/AAAAAAAACyc/d5TbEQsdnJE/s72-c/jan+2010+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-966632203976442658</id><published>2010-01-04T13:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:38:51.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Oranges</title><summary type='text'>We had an orange in the house and Kelsey asked for some, so I peeled it and then cut it into segments and put it in a bowl for her. After she finished, she asked for more. I had some mandarin oranges in the fridge so I put them in her bowl and gave them to her. She said "No Mommy, I want real oranges!"  LOL  I explained to her they were real, they were just a different kind and smaller. She's so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/966632203976442658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=966632203976442658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/966632203976442658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/966632203976442658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/01/real-oranges.html' title='Real Oranges'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-5561607616854402215</id><published>2010-01-04T13:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:53:01.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>French Onion Soup</title><summary type='text'>Kelsey loves her some Panera French Onion Soup. It was freezing last night and I wanted some soup. Knowing K can't have most soups because they are creamy (milk) based, I decided to get some French Onion from Panera. After looking it up online last night, it's prob not totally in line her restrictions, but oh well. She devoured it!! To the point that she picked up her bowl and tipped it to her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/5561607616854402215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=5561607616854402215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/5561607616854402215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/5561607616854402215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2010/01/french-onion-soup.html' title='French Onion Soup'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/S0I3jWW1BLI/AAAAAAAACxc/HDxWTSw6APs/s72-c/jan+2010+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-8113722525088334725</id><published>2009-12-27T21:57:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T14:55:27.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Making cookies...</title><summary type='text'>(I finally found my photo card to get pics/videos off my cell phone..that's why this post is sooo late)I kept putting this off and finally the evening before Christmas Eve set it up so Kelsey could help me with the cookie cutters. She had a blast using the rolling pin and then choosing which cookie cutter she wanted and pressing it into the dough with both hands. Then I had her help me make the </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7ae8f126a2406f54&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e39549c340b9f3fe&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/8113722525088334725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=8113722525088334725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8113722525088334725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8113722525088334725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/12/making-cookies.html' title='Making cookies...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/Szgkv8AKoPI/AAAAAAAACxU/h18BUoPUY1o/s72-c/christmas+2009+063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-7253630309086163856</id><published>2009-12-14T00:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T00:53:02.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Potatoes!!!</title><summary type='text'>This is one of the few foods we have not been able to get Kelsey to eat, with the exception of some roasted sweet potatoes I made a few weeks ago. Well, tonight there was a break through folks!! Kelsey and I had stopped by Gma/Gpa McDonald's house after taking daddy to the airport. Gma made dinner for us, roast chicken, peas (K LOVES these) and mashed potatoes. As always I tried to get her to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/7253630309086163856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=7253630309086163856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7253630309086163856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7253630309086163856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/12/potatoes.html' title='Potatoes!!!'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-8613435186650878802</id><published>2009-12-13T21:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T21:17:08.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photo Shoot @ the Beach</title><summary type='text'>   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/8613435186650878802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=8613435186650878802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8613435186650878802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8613435186650878802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/12/family-photo-shoot-beach.html' title='Family Photo Shoot @ the Beach'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/SyWfwUNxfQI/AAAAAAAACwk/Rj-9G7iKjlk/s72-c/ontherocks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-609695819715171444</id><published>2009-12-13T20:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T21:05:47.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen Helper</title><summary type='text'>I've written before about how much Kelsey likes to "help out" in the kitchen. She has always pushed a chair up to the counter. Lou's been very worried about her falling off...for very good reason. She's fallen off twice (luckily she didn't really get hurt either time) After the second fall, we got on the Internet right away and ordered the kitchen helper. We had debated before buying either this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/609695819715171444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=609695819715171444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/609695819715171444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/609695819715171444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/12/kitchen-helper.html' title='Kitchen Helper'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/SyWdHYNxn5I/AAAAAAAACwE/4i5m14tCXso/s72-c/Xmas+tree+decorate+09+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-8849372832480030425</id><published>2009-12-13T20:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T21:30:30.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorating the Christmas Tree..</title><summary type='text'>We're a little unconventional and the Angel went up first to make sure we could fit her on. This year we gave in and bought a 9 foot artificial pre-lit tree. It pretty much goes to our ceiling, so Lou had to tie the angel on with fishing lineWe decided to let Kelsey stay up past bedtime one night so she could help us decorate the tree. This is the first time we really let her participate and she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/8849372832480030425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=8849372832480030425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8849372832480030425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8849372832480030425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/12/decorating-christmas-tree.html' title='Decorating the Christmas Tree..'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/SyWVf0BjtSI/AAAAAAAACu8/bUu5jgGXa0Q/s72-c/Xmas+tree+decorate+09+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-3209354336464807931</id><published>2009-11-21T08:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T08:58:01.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC Video</title><summary type='text'>We have the Leap Frog Fridge Phonics, which Kelsey really likes. She likes to press the green button which sings the ABC's. She also puts letters in and then as it sings the phonics part she sings along. I should clarify that her singing along is funny. She now makes up words, and some not so real words, to the songs.




If you get this as an email update, I think you actually have to go to the </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=672d889e7a0c4c98&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/3209354336464807931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=3209354336464807931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3209354336464807931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3209354336464807931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/11/abc-video.html' title='ABC Video'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-1534083855389161571</id><published>2009-11-13T00:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T00:07:42.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking about Santa Video..</title><summary type='text'>Like always....she's a jabber mouth until I start filming her. At lunch we were talking about Santa and she was telling me how she wanted presents but had to be a good girl for mommy &amp; daddy, and how she wants a horse from Santa. It was so cute I wanted it on video, but as soon as I turned it on she got shy and I had to ask all the questions instead of her freely talking..oh well. Don't forget to</summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6fc3335358d00b6f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/1534083855389161571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=1534083855389161571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1534083855389161571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1534083855389161571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/11/talking-about-santa-video.html' title='Talking about Santa Video..'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-348474536171324208</id><published>2009-11-12T23:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T00:00:19.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Self Portrait....</title><summary type='text'>Before lunch Kelsey was playing outside (on this gorgeous but gray day). She said "Mommy, look what I draw" I came over and asked her what it was and she said" it's me!" with a great big smile. So enjoy Kelsey's 1st portrait...I figured I had to take a picture of it since it was on the chalkboard and not on a piece of paper I could put in a frame.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/348474536171324208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=348474536171324208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/348474536171324208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/348474536171324208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/11/1st-self-portrait.html' title='1st Self Portrait....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/SvznIh5k31I/AAAAAAAACtg/qVE0_1uxQs0/s72-c/self+portrait+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-2488780842958250981</id><published>2009-11-09T19:17:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T14:13:14.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Birds....</title><summary type='text'>While we were watching Agent Oso the other morning, they were making peanut butter birdseed pine cones. Kelsey kept talking about them and how you have to tie a ribbon on top at the end. I decided since we have pine cones in the backyard/backlot, that we would attempt this after naptime. I took her out and we collected a few pine cones, cut some ribbon, got the peanut butter and ran out to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/2488780842958250981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=2488780842958250981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2488780842958250981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2488780842958250981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-birds.html' title='For the Birds....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/SvsMQtoRRfI/AAAAAAAACtY/V1KaVNA38mo/s72-c/megans+shower+055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-4693591467411384196</id><published>2009-11-02T23:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:44:35.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Girl Cup</title><summary type='text'>Last week I was browsing through Target's dollar spot and found some small plastic glasses that were on clearance for 50% off (yes $.50) I bought 2 and figured we'd give it a go. Yesterday we had a nice family breakfast of pumpkin pancakes, eggs, and turkey bacon. We also had orange juice. I grabbed one of the new glasses out of the cupboard and poured in some OJ about 1/2 way. She did really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/4693591467411384196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=4693591467411384196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4693591467411384196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4693591467411384196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/11/big-girl-cup.html' title='Big Girl Cup'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/Su-0kUtAQWI/AAAAAAAACsI/3Z0oUGvNkO8/s72-c/pumpkin2+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-4510987659430943974</id><published>2009-11-02T23:26:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:37:25.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gluten Free Pumpkin Bread</title><summary type='text'>After a quick call to mom for the recipe and running over to borrow an egg at 7:40 pm from Brenda, Kelsey &amp; I stirred up a batter of Mom's pumpkin bread using a gluten free flour substitute. IT WAS A SUCCESS!!!! Yeah, it tasted yummy and was very similar to the regular recipe using flour. I'm so excited that K-bear will still be able to enjoy pumpkin bread! Next attempt will be gluten free candy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/4510987659430943974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=4510987659430943974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4510987659430943974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4510987659430943974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/11/gluten-free-pumpkin-bread.html' title='Gluten Free Pumpkin Bread'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/Su-yhqaBzmI/AAAAAAAACrg/u1e7_R95nJQ/s72-c/pumpkin2+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-4793576699160990652</id><published>2009-11-02T22:58:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:26:51.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Night</title><summary type='text'>We started out after lunch by heading over to Gma &amp; Gpa McD's to watch the football games while K napped. We figured that way we could get her up from nap and get her dressed over there. Kelsey wanted us to dress up as well, so I was a Vampire (sorta like a witch as I explained to K) and Lou was a Cowboy Sheriff. We then headed over to our friend Megan/Matt's house to meet up with friends to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/4793576699160990652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=4793576699160990652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4793576699160990652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4793576699160990652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-night.html' title='Halloween Night'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/Su-tzrpXNuI/AAAAAAAACqs/VRytkqXG7Cc/s72-c/halloween+night+09+041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-8275304246363891831</id><published>2009-10-30T17:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T17:46:56.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Up Past Bedtime...</title><summary type='text'>Kelsey was having so much fun being allowed to stay up past bedtime. She kept wanting me to take pictures of her, and actually smiled for the camera on cue. She wanted pictures with her Morgan too!! So I happily obliged. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/8275304246363891831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=8275304246363891831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8275304246363891831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8275304246363891831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/10/up-past-bedtime.html' title='Up Past Bedtime...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/SutemGI_ttI/AAAAAAAACqM/FZL-ihdoGck/s72-c/pumpkin+carved+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-355844281302281795</id><published>2009-10-30T14:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T17:41:27.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Carving</title><summary type='text'>We let K stay up past bedtime last night so we (Lou) could carve our pumpkin. We started by taking the pumpkin seeds out. Kelsey didn't want much to do with this, but did help when a few fell on the newspaper. We decided to do a Mickey Mouse this year. Instead of going with just the basic mouse shape, Lou found a more detailed template to use. It came out really great. I think Lou did an awesome </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/355844281302281795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=355844281302281795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/355844281302281795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/355844281302281795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-carving.html' title='Pumpkin Carving'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/SussFAzV4rI/AAAAAAAACo8/uxusZBVM_mA/s72-c/CG%27s+rehearsal+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-1518949510013567081</id><published>2009-10-30T13:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:01:53.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Like my daddy</title><summary type='text'>I like to wear my daddy's hat (even though it's way too big on me):</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/1518949510013567081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=1518949510013567081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1518949510013567081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1518949510013567081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/10/like-my-daddy.html' title='Like my daddy'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/Susp0wEefoI/AAAAAAAACoc/4kEQ9ihcXDw/s72-c/lous+tri+035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-1975162088940140006</id><published>2009-10-26T13:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T13:42:49.548-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Picking...</title><summary type='text'>Well, okay since we live in FL it's more like choosing! After nap Kelsey and I met up with Daddy at the Methodist church to pick out our pumpkin and take some pictures. At first she was hesitant, but then she was trying to pick them all up. LOL We missed the fall festival they held b/c we were at Christine's wedding (Lou's sister), but hopefully we'll be able to take Kelsey next year. I'm so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/1975162088940140006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=1975162088940140006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1975162088940140006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1975162088940140006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-picking.html' title='Pumpkin Picking...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/SuXeozAAJ6I/AAAAAAAACnU/dmyV1th3x0E/s72-c/lous+tri+042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-7529413906803595883</id><published>2009-10-21T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T13:58:04.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Christine's Wedding (&amp; Uncle Gary)</title><summary type='text'>Last weekend was a joyous moment in our family. Christine and Gary made it official and were married down at the beach in Delray. Kelsey was in the wedding along with her cousins and she did magnificient. She sat all by herself (next to her cousins Ryan &amp; Colin) in a chair during the ceremony and was soooo good (Mommy &amp; Daddy were in the wedding as well so we were standing). At one point she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/7529413906803595883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=7529413906803595883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7529413906803595883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7529413906803595883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/10/aunt-christines-wedding-uncle-gary.html' title='Aunt Christine&apos;s Wedding (&amp; Uncle Gary)'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/SuXii9_uh2I/AAAAAAAACoE/ektbeO3-X8c/s72-c/cousinswedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-7480141060157886912</id><published>2009-10-19T23:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:44:01.572-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The things they say...</title><summary type='text'>I was making a left hand turn today onto a side street. There was a car parked/stopped along the right hand side of the street with their brake lights on about 50 yards away. Mind you, they were on the grass. All of a sudden from my back seat I hear "Dude, get out of the way!"  I busted out laughing as she continued to repeat this over and over. I guess I should be happy it was this she said and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/7480141060157886912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=7480141060157886912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7480141060157886912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7480141060157886912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-they-say.html' title='The things they say...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-3834608010408051178</id><published>2009-10-19T15:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T15:26:48.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweaty Bubbles...</title><summary type='text'> It's mid-October and it was 92 degrees last week!!! Yikes. We did have a blast playing with the bubbles after nap though. But my girl was all red &amp; SWEATY!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/3834608010408051178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=3834608010408051178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3834608010408051178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3834608010408051178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweaty-bubbles.html' title='Sweaty Bubbles...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/Sty9NWpGHuI/AAAAAAAACmk/q890HOrWZ7Q/s72-c/CG%27s+rehearsal+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-3920886432189674757</id><published>2009-10-07T23:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:07:16.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New diet so far...</title><summary type='text'>It's been 3 weeks and so far I don't feel like it is working. I've seen some worse reactions since we've changed her diet. The only thing I have not concentrated on yet is making sure the soy is totally out. That will be my new focus. I need to call the dermatologist back and check on something. When we got the allergy report, garlic came back pending. So, I'd like to know if it is something we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/3920886432189674757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=3920886432189674757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3920886432189674757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3920886432189674757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-diet-so-far.html' title='New diet so far...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-3709425688315685826</id><published>2009-10-07T22:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:02:33.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Playdough and fresh air</title><summary type='text'>Last weekend while Lou &amp; I were working in the yard, we moved Kelsey's picnic table out into the grass and shade by the swingset. I let her bring her play dough out to keep her occupied.  She's so funny because she only likes to play with one color at a time. She can't open them by herself and kept wanting me to open and shut them. I finally got her to keep the lid off of more than 1 color at a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/3709425688315685826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=3709425688315685826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3709425688315685826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3709425688315685826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/10/playdough-and-fresh-air.html' title='Playdough and fresh air'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/Ss1Vx5zuHZI/AAAAAAAACmc/CRCWYHmK250/s72-c/gngbabyoct+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-3885107726367223773</id><published>2009-09-27T00:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T00:03:47.639-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No, I'm a Big Girl....</title><summary type='text'>I bought Kelsey a little cell phone that talks at the dollar store the other day. Some buttons ring when you press them and others talk. Well one has a lady that says "Hello, Can I Help you please". On the way home from the store Kelsey kept hitting this button over and over again and responding to the lady, "No, I'm a big girl!" I finally listened and realized what she was responding too. I just</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/3885107726367223773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=3885107726367223773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3885107726367223773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3885107726367223773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-im-big-girl.html' title='No, I&apos;m a Big Girl....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-3086730309732206806</id><published>2009-09-25T13:20:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T13:36:37.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Popsicle!!</title><summary type='text'>Gma McDonald has a bunch of really Big and Really Juicy yummy watermelon growing in her garden. We have a bunch in our fridge and needed something to do with it so it wouldn't go bad. I had recently read on a yahoo group I belong to about making watermelon puree...so we did just that. I took out the food processor and put it on the island, while Kelsey slid the kitchen chair up to it. I loaded it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/3086730309732206806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=3086730309732206806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3086730309732206806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3086730309732206806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-popsicle.html' title='First Popsicle!!'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/Srz-9xDo5NI/AAAAAAAAClk/kXsYBIvH7gM/s72-c/cell+phone+sept+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-5160524584703585418</id><published>2009-09-15T13:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T13:46:43.779-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Allergies....</title><summary type='text'>Kelsey's bloodwork from her food allergy test came back.....They tested her for 96 foods and she had a reaction to 63!! Luckily 49 of those reactions were low, but she had a few moderate and serious reactions. Moderate means she can have them every 4 days.....those are a bunch of cheeses, pineapple, lamb, soy and gluten (which is in like EVERYTHING!) Her serious reactions are things she can NOT </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/5160524584703585418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=5160524584703585418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/5160524584703585418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/5160524584703585418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/09/food-allergies.html' title='Food Allergies....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/Sr0Bv1t0RGI/AAAAAAAACls/SCVG1t044wM/s72-c/cell+phone+sept+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-1957232620290960709</id><published>2009-09-13T19:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:00:05.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you want for dinner??</title><summary type='text'>"PITA CHIPS AND HONEY!!!" was Kelsey's reply....um, let's see...No! How about meatballs and ABC's??? Thankfully she agreed.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/1957232620290960709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=1957232620290960709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1957232620290960709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1957232620290960709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-do-you-want-for-dinner.html' title='What do you want for dinner??'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-2169087102404137214</id><published>2009-09-11T13:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T13:41:31.509-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry for the delay....</title><summary type='text'>I had major computer problems and had to totally restart my computer from new. I'll be posting a few blogs in the next couple of days to make up for it....stay tuned!!! Some of the postings will be backdated so you may need to scroll below this posting to see them.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/2169087102404137214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=2169087102404137214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2169087102404137214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2169087102404137214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorry-for.html' title='Sorry for the delay....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-7435137735627455045</id><published>2009-09-11T13:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T13:54:05.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Kitchen Helper....</title><summary type='text'>We have family breakfast every Sunday. This past Sunday I let Kelsey he me make the blueberry pancakes while Lou was out on a run. She pushed her chair to the counter, we washed her hands, and then we began. I measured things out and then let her dump them into the bowl. After I stirred everything, she then took the spoon and stirred some more. I didn't let her help in the actual cooking part, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/7435137735627455045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=7435137735627455045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7435137735627455045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7435137735627455045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-kitchen-helper.html' title='My Kitchen Helper....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/SqqLPVdrurI/AAAAAAAACkE/sFfbSHNVjdM/s72-c/phone+pics+Sept09+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-861422648619136021</id><published>2009-09-04T14:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T14:23:13.102-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating is a foreign language</title><summary type='text'>The things this child eats...I didn't even eat until I was WELL into my 20's. We took her out to Olive Garden for dinner when Lou got home from his Orlando meeting. We ordered her a kids meal, next time I won't do that. She ate the salad and some breadstick and a few bites of her spaghetti, but she mainly ate Gnocchi and fried Calamari. It's hilarious to hear our 2 yr old asking for "more no-key </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/861422648619136021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=861422648619136021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/861422648619136021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/861422648619136021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/09/eating-is-foreign-language.html' title='Eating is a foreign language'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-1837796927885887880</id><published>2009-09-02T14:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T14:18:53.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping in....</title><summary type='text'>Our little fish is doing so good and she loves the pool. I had an open day (nothing going on) from my mom's group, so we went swimming after the gym until lunch. She was swimming great and jumping in as well. I started teaching her when she would jump in to swim to the steps. This video is when we were getting out (why she only has 1/2 a bathing suit on) and she wanted to jump in again. I decided</summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=68aa3af496853cd9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/1837796927885887880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=1837796927885887880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1837796927885887880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1837796927885887880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/09/jumping-in.html' title='Jumping in....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-6688369132157745898</id><published>2009-08-30T13:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T14:04:03.671-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing ABC's.....</title><summary type='text'>You may need to turn your volume up, she's kinda quiet. Remember to hit the play button to watch the video.




</summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b506edaa9bfafc42&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/6688369132157745898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=6688369132157745898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/6688369132157745898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/6688369132157745898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/09/singing-abcs.html' title='Singing ABC&apos;s.....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-4545841524930955662</id><published>2009-08-25T09:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T09:17:43.772-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On the potty...</title><summary type='text'>So, this is probably the last thing Kelsey would want posted on this blog as a teenager, but at 2 she has no say! If you don't want to read about bodily functions..skip this post!! (No pics, I promise)Last week she looked liked she was poopin' (she has a distinct face and holds her breath) so I asked her if she wanted to go on the potty. We set the potty seat on the big potty and put her on. Most</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/4545841524930955662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=4545841524930955662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4545841524930955662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4545841524930955662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-potty.html' title='On the potty...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-7525520223046035424</id><published>2009-08-20T13:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T13:52:58.469-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dermatologist Appt...</title><summary type='text'>After Kelsey's 2 yr well check we got a referral to go see a dermatologist for K's exzema. She's pretty much had it since she was born. It's never been horrible, but we did start noticing that she was itching it unconsciously at times. We got a prescription for some stuff to put on her twice daily (non-steroidal). The dermatologist also wanted to test her for allergies to see if something </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/7525520223046035424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=7525520223046035424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7525520223046035424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7525520223046035424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/09/dermatologist-appt.html' title='Dermatologist Appt...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/SqqN2G7-1sI/AAAAAAAACkk/o2MYbTZ4ifI/s72-c/phone+pics+Sept09+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-1078576086894568341</id><published>2009-08-18T23:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:43:08.164-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing control..</title><summary type='text'>When do these little beings, we call our babies, learn to think and make their own decisions? Were my eyes closed while she learned to speak up and tell me her opinion and her wants?Daddy got home from work later than usual today and was sitting in his car finishing up some work before he came in. Kelsey and I went out to meet him and he opened his door and let her sit in the passenger seat. She </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/1078576086894568341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=1078576086894568341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1078576086894568341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1078576086894568341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/08/losing-control.html' title='Losing control..'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-6268283111120702154</id><published>2009-08-18T23:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:28:34.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The things she says..</title><summary type='text'>The other day Kelsey started with a new saying. She did something and then said "that's kinda silly!" In this very cute voice. She also says "that's kinda funny" We are not quite sure where she picked it up from, but the crazy thing is that she uses it at appropriate times.Now that Kelsey is 2 (aaaaaahhhh) we are constantly trying to teach her patience and that she can't always have immediate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/6268283111120702154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=6268283111120702154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/6268283111120702154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/6268283111120702154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-she-says.html' title='The things she says..'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-5205464423089872342</id><published>2009-08-09T17:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T18:46:36.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sticky Tape on my Nose...</title><summary type='text'>Kelsey took tape out of the downstairs desk drawer and brought it to me and asked for a piece. She then put it on her nose and kept repeating "sticky tape on my nose" You have to look carefully because it's scotch tape and clear, but it is across her nose:  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/5205464423089872342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=5205464423089872342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/5205464423089872342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/5205464423089872342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/08/sticky-tape-on-my-nose.html' title='Sticky Tape on my Nose...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/Sn9RIH2RJoI/AAAAAAAACjg/JG2dpyl9jPI/s72-c/tape+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-7743106746957392896</id><published>2009-08-09T17:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T17:31:14.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Height Prediction....</title><summary type='text'>Based on Kelsey's height at age 2 (35 inches):5'7" by age 18Check your child's height prediction here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/7743106746957392896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=7743106746957392896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7743106746957392896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/7743106746957392896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/08/height-prediction.html' title='Height Prediction....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-2449310761761940459</id><published>2009-08-05T22:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:14:59.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 yr well Check Stats</title><summary type='text'>Kelsey is in the 75th percentile for height and weight...perfectly proportional! She actually lost weight (about 1 lb) from when we stopped in a month ago after a fall at the gym. She's now 28.1 lbs and 35 inches tall. Dr. Chiong says she's still big for her age...which is proven by everyone we meet who says "What?? She just turned 2" We're switching her to 1%/skim milk. I would love to switch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/2449310761761940459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=2449310761761940459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2449310761761940459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2449310761761940459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-yr-well-check-stats.html' title='2 yr well Check Stats'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-398618865426294872</id><published>2009-08-05T20:40:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:48:04.934-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Birthday WEEKEND!!</title><summary type='text'>Forget celebrating Kelsey's birthday for just one day, we extended it from Friday evening until Monday evening. Nothing like stretching it out so that they think everyday is their birthday :-) Friday evening we had my parents over (to take my dad out for his birthday) and we gave Kelsey her gift from Lou &amp; I &amp; my parents. We got her a play kitchen, which she absolutely LOVES. She got to play with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/398618865426294872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=398618865426294872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/398618865426294872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/398618865426294872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/08/2nd-birthday-weekend.html' title='2nd Birthday WEEKEND!!'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/Sno4vfMppHI/AAAAAAAACf4/ocM7ckUTxc4/s72-c/Kelseys+2+B-day+day+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-5553619506454232683</id><published>2009-07-28T21:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:09:04.032-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An artist is born....</title><summary type='text'>The other day at Michael's, we bought some washable paints, kid paint brushes, some foam paper, and a paint tray. After naptime I tied one of our kitchen aprons around Kelsey and set her up outside with her easel set on top of her splat mat. She had a lot of fun and was painting both right and left handed, we have yet to figure out which is her dominant hand. We really think (and hope) that the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/5553619506454232683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=5553619506454232683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/5553619506454232683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/5553619506454232683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/07/artist-is-born.html' title='An artist is born....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/SnT0d9086pI/AAAAAAAACdY/Smt3FL2UVC4/s72-c/party+dress+2yrs+%26+artist+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-1347294592750216263</id><published>2009-07-27T22:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:40:09.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip to North Carolina...</title><summary type='text'>Since we were not going to be taking a BIG family vacation with my side of the family this year, we decided to take a couple of days and drive up to North Carolina to visit my brother and his family (before they move back to VA). It was a loooooonngggg drive up since we left late Thursday afternoon, hit traffic before getting to Melbourne and didn't stop until about 2 am!! Before leaving we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/1347294592750216263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=1347294592750216263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1347294592750216263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1347294592750216263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/07/road-trip-to-north-carolina.html' title='Road Trip to North Carolina...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/Sm5kZ6eR4qI/AAAAAAAACYw/NJMVDKQL4D4/s72-c/NC+visit+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-2222529414215165888</id><published>2009-07-27T22:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:10:00.598-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the eyes of an almost 2 yr old...</title><summary type='text'>It's so funny how Kelsey's view of the world differs from ours. We don't live in or near a big city. When we took a road trip last week to go visit Uncle Michael and his family in NC, we drove through Jacksonville. As we were driving over the big bridge, Kelsey exclaimed from the backseat..."Look mommy, BIG TOWERS!" She was looking out the window and pointing at the big high rise buildings of the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/2222529414215165888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=2222529414215165888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2222529414215165888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2222529414215165888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/07/through-eyes-of-almost-2-yr-old.html' title='Through the eyes of an almost 2 yr old...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-3943623714487539096</id><published>2009-07-18T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:22:24.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Picnic with Mommy...</title><summary type='text'>Kelsey and I decided to forgo the kitchen table and have lunch outside on this gorgeous day. We spread out a blanket and sat down to enjoy our sandwiches.                                      Check out how she sits!!! Like mother like daughter..... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/3943623714487539096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=3943623714487539096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3943623714487539096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3943623714487539096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/07/picnic-with-mommy.html' title='A Picnic with Mommy...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/Sm-yByqPMOI/AAAAAAAACZs/x5MzsL_XCPQ/s72-c/newbagsjuly+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-5487275649673461577</id><published>2009-07-12T22:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:52:31.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend at Bathtub beach</title><summary type='text'>Lou took off of work on Friday and we packed up and drove to Bathtub Beach. Aunt Kellie met us out there before she had to go to work. It was overcast, but Kelsey still had a good time. The water was quite chilly with no sun out, so she did not want to go in. Lou snorkeled the reef for a while while Kelsey and Aunt Kellie played catch.     Planned at the last minute, we drove back out to Bathtub </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/5487275649673461577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=5487275649673461577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/5487275649673461577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/5487275649673461577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-at-bathtub-beach.html' title='Weekend at Bathtub beach'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/Sm-06o3-Q8I/AAAAAAAACa0/vZStUNNkajo/s72-c/beach+weekend+7-11-09+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-3291450883924886635</id><published>2009-07-11T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:28:54.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Planting Kelsey size Tomatoes...</title><summary type='text'>After seeing my friends grow tomatoes in pots, I decided to buy Kelsey a cherry tomato plant and plant it in one of our empty pots. Daddy happened to come home while we were doing this, so he got to show Kelsey how to pat down the soil. (So funny b/c she now "pats" her food all the time on her plate)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/3291450883924886635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=3291450883924886635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3291450883924886635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3291450883924886635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/07/planting-kelsey-size-tomatoes.html' title='Planting Kelsey size Tomatoes...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/Sm-zhxFekKI/AAAAAAAACZ8/enuemYIrqT8/s72-c/beach+weekend+7-11-09+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-1364159123082377731</id><published>2009-07-09T22:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:21:19.092-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sliding into the Pool...</title><summary type='text'>We've been putting her slide into her little pool lately and she has fun with it. She climbs out, carefully climbs the steps to the slide and then sits there for a bit before she slides into water. I got the bright idea to bring the slide over to the Big Pool with us. I wasn't sure if she would like it as much, but she does. She did it a bunch of times before I finally realized I needed to go get</summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b7332a9758c2d1d5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/1364159123082377731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=1364159123082377731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1364159123082377731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1364159123082377731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/07/sliding-into-pool.html' title='Sliding into the Pool...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-8364693281180682299</id><published>2009-07-07T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:12:29.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snuggling up with Daddy...</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/8364693281180682299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=8364693281180682299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8364693281180682299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/8364693281180682299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/07/snuggling-up-with-daddy.html' title='Snuggling up with Daddy...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/SllGbKJsjsI/AAAAAAAACYA/JYAFnb_CzOY/s72-c/bathtub+beach+%26+4th+july+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-3602326678638758921</id><published>2009-07-05T21:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:10:15.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><summary type='text'>For the 4th of July this year we went to my parents house (nana/papa's house). My sister and her family (1 week after Ian was born) decided to drive down to join us. We also had a special guest, Kelsey's best bud Jack, who came for a sleepover since his parents had to be in/at a wedding. We got to Gma/Gpa McD's house in the morning in time to take Kelsey for a boat ride before lunch/nap. Lou and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/3602326678638758921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=3602326678638758921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3602326678638758921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/3602326678638758921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/SllFP0GRFYI/AAAAAAAACX4/5lZzm1K8MG0/s72-c/4thImthecaptn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-1582740053707322846</id><published>2009-07-03T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:04:44.377-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathtub Beach</title><summary type='text'>What a treat...Lou had off on the Friday before the 4th. So we packed the car the night before, got up early and were out of the house by 8:45 and on our way to Bathtub Reef Beach. This is a really neat place and great beach for kids. There is a reef about 100 ft out, so all of the waves break there and leave a calm "bathtub" from the reef to the shore. The water was so clear and pretty shallow. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/1582740053707322846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=1582740053707322846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1582740053707322846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1582740053707322846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/07/bathtub-beach.html' title='Bathtub Beach'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/SlahUR4zJPI/AAAAAAAACWY/ZJI5vyVla8I/s72-c/bathtub+beach+%26+4th+july+055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-2876607750619461859</id><published>2009-07-01T21:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:36:25.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She loves tunnels</title><summary type='text'>Lately Kelsey has loved tunnels. She calls the bike rack outside the gym tunnels. She and Madeline used to play in the "tunnels" everyday when we would leave the gym. This weekend daddy built her tunnels using the ottoman coffee tables we have and his UF blanket (since I made it for him, it's allowed downstairs in view of the public). Today I couldn't reach the blanket, so I used pillows instead.</summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c273f9ffdf20e7fb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/2876607750619461859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=2876607750619461859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2876607750619461859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2876607750619461859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/07/she-loves-tunnels.html' title='She loves tunnels'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-2537239496282302674</id><published>2009-06-30T21:18:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T21:30:12.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute things she says/does...</title><summary type='text'>As I am putting Kelsey in the car after the gym, she looks at me and says "mommy put the air on" I told her I would as soon as I got her all buckled in. She then said "I'm hot. I'm so hot"She is very polite and says "thank you" and "please" unprompted alot. We still prompt her occasionally, but it's nice to hear her say thank you all the time.For the past 2 months now she has been using 3-5 word </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/2537239496282302674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=2537239496282302674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2537239496282302674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/2537239496282302674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/06/cute-things-she-saysdoes.html' title='Cute things she says/does...'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-1529545285424536782</id><published>2009-06-29T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:51:25.321-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Building Towers</title><summary type='text'>Kelsey really enjoys playing with her blocks. She likes to build big towers, and then like any other child, she likes to knock them down. The other day we were playing and we combined our towers to make a really TALL tower. She liked it, but immediately made it crash and laughed out loud at it!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/1529545285424536782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=1529545285424536782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1529545285424536782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/1529545285424536782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/06/building-towers.html' title='Building Towers'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/SlaeOWsHlfI/AAAAAAAACVo/4lcwHalHQwE/s72-c/new+pool+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-4241646670177674625</id><published>2009-06-27T22:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:45:31.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby got back....</title><summary type='text'>I turned my back for one second and the next thing I know my fully dressed child (diaper and all) is sitting in her little pool playing with the hose and her buckets. I decided to let her be and just have fun. I did take her dress and necklace off though. When she was done, my girl had grown a "Big Bootie"!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/4241646670177674625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=4241646670177674625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4241646670177674625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4241646670177674625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-got-back.html' title='Baby got back....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/SlaclMAm-YI/AAAAAAAACVA/OzeOrvpaDsY/s72-c/phone-june09+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8318958186722565857.post-4970962241988339391</id><published>2009-06-27T21:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:36:48.135-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chillaxin'.....</title><summary type='text'>with her nightly milk. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/feeds/4970962241988339391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8318958186722565857&amp;postID=4970962241988339391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4970962241988339391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8318958186722565857/posts/default/4970962241988339391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelseysummer.blogspot.com/2009/06/chillaxin.html' title='Chillaxin&apos;.....'/><author><name>Lori Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16692564612379143301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/R3M_vr92hUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mzPSW8xZjsI/S220/kelsey+115.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-Dr2Vefuf9o/SlabCUvJmhI/AAAAAAAACUw/jH1IH5XAHNg/s72-c/new+pool+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
