<?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-5417796963426936918</id><updated>2011-07-30T11:21:04.824-05:00</updated><category term='and small engine repair'/><category term='sleepless nights'/><category term='Cornholio'/><title type='text'>i love the craziness</title><subtitle type='html'>"If I am truly crazy, don't you know I like my life that way...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-3410447629299531137</id><published>2011-03-13T20:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:03:54.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Return to blogging...</title><content type='html'>So, I have recently been inspired to return to blogging by a couple of friends who have posted great anecdotal stories in their lives...  After over 18 months since Rome was born, we are finally feeling like we are getting are heads above water a bit.  I figured it would be a good thing with the few extra minutes we have found with efficiencies here and there to resurrect the blog.  When I checked out the last postings to see where we left off, I was a bit embarrassed by the age of the boys' picture.  That being said, I am going to start with a more recent picture of the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_seh4tMvHU/TX19hY8FArI/AAAAAAAAAQg/nvSWczioVDo/s1600/champ%2Band%2Brome%2Bhot%2Brod.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_seh4tMvHU/TX19hY8FArI/AAAAAAAAAQg/nvSWczioVDo/s400/champ%2Band%2Brome%2Bhot%2Brod.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583757125592875698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champ was having a ball in the park while pushing Rome around in the "Hot Rod". In spite of his death grip, Rome had a great time having Champ push him around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also been trying to get the yard looking a little better.  This past weekend was full of gardening.  We planted some iris', bougainvillea, and some pretty little plants as ground cover (I have already forgot the name, but Anna just reminded me they were blackfooted daisies).  Clearly, we are not known for our green thumb, but the girl at the nursery said those little plants don't like a lot of water (perfect for us!)  We did have some master help with the planting though...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pMHwUWdsAGc/TX2CWjMlp5I/AAAAAAAAAQo/WrilzGw_0zw/s1600/champ%2Band%2Brome%2Byard%2Bcrew.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pMHwUWdsAGc/TX2CWjMlp5I/AAAAAAAAAQo/WrilzGw_0zw/s400/champ%2Band%2Brome%2Byard%2Bcrew.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583762436926056338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will close tonight with a brief story from Champ.  Lately, I make a sign of the cross on their foreheads as part of the bedtime prayer routine and say "God Bless You".  I guess Champ picked up on this and wanted to express something that means a lot to him as well.  Tonight about half way through dinner, he got our attention and proclaimed "God bless whip cream!"  I guess his priorities are right in line for a 3 1/2 year old.  Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-3410447629299531137?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/3410447629299531137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=3410447629299531137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3410447629299531137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3410447629299531137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2011/03/return-to-blogging.html' title='Return to blogging...'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_seh4tMvHU/TX19hY8FArI/AAAAAAAAAQg/nvSWczioVDo/s72-c/champ%2Band%2Brome%2Bhot%2Brod.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-3976704706195329001</id><published>2010-06-19T13:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T14:12:28.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the little joys</title><content type='html'>Last weekend the whole...I mean whole family ventured to San Antonio. As we enjoyed a weekend with both sets of grandparents, I felt sure Rome was going to introduce his new teeth and show off his ability to crawl. Well, the little bugger wanted to show off everything new in the privacy of his own home. Just last night he was hopping up onto his knees and his first tooth, a lower one, made it's debut today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fantastic weekend in San Antonio. Champ was proud to proclaim to his classmates that his favorite part of the trip was..."THE ELEVATOR!" So to all of our efforts it wasn't the river boat cruise, the loads of ice cream or the ukulele, the glass elevator in the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the home front, Jeff is spending the weekend knocking out the remaining interior green in the house. We only had a couple of places we hadn't touched but the guest suite is getting a second coat of Irish Cream as I type and there is a blackstone sheet of Formica on the floor of the living room slated for the small patches of green laminate in the kitchen. I will have to post some before and after pictures when these last updates are completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BIG gun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/TB0VfRlkmaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/JZEucuIjwhE/s1600/July+24+download+311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/TB0VfRlkmaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/JZEucuIjwhE/s400/July+24+download+311.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484563548248250786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture from Mother's day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/TB0VeyYTqPI/AAAAAAAAAPw/APVhkoH6DkI/s1600/July+24+download+292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/TB0VeyYTqPI/AAAAAAAAAPw/APVhkoH6DkI/s400/July+24+download+292.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484563539871115506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-3976704706195329001?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/3976704706195329001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=3976704706195329001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3976704706195329001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3976704706195329001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2010/06/little-joys.html' title='the little joys'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/TB0VfRlkmaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/JZEucuIjwhE/s72-c/July+24+download+311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-4124439626178179645</id><published>2010-06-08T17:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T17:13:01.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>deliquency</title><content type='html'>I have promised myself to return and here I am. Life has been busy to say the least, but I want to keep the pictures and stories coming. Over the last few months I have used this blog as a way to look back at Champ's growth and see how far he's come and where Rome is going. This is just the start, but I hope to get organized and get this going again. I want this blog to be a communication tool with family as well as a diary for the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come, I promise...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-4124439626178179645?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/4124439626178179645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=4124439626178179645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4124439626178179645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4124439626178179645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2010/06/deliquency.html' title='deliquency'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-5875773979646993388</id><published>2009-10-01T19:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T19:33:30.454-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on our way...</title><content type='html'>So the house is in the option period and inspections are on going. All of the paperwork was signed Sunday and closing has been set for November. Today we had electrical, mechanical and structural inspections. Most things look good with some normal wear and tear one would expect. Tomorrow the plumbing will be checked and then we just talk to the homeowners on how to proceed to closing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was busy during the inspection chasing the Champ and picking out paint colors. Currently I am leaning toward a warm neutral that will bounce the light around from the great windows. Most of the living area in the home will likely be repainted. I just need some help from my artist sister-in-law with the color selections then we should be finished with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all goes to plan, we will close on the house prior to Thanksgiving. Attack the painting the week of Thanksgiving then move in December. That way my Christmas decorations can just stay out and get hung up when we move in. I am really looking forward to Christmas in my new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys are doing well. Champ stayed home today with a mystery fever from yesterday, but he is showing no other signs of illness and the fever has not returned, all good news. Rome is sleeping well with going at least 3 hours between feedings at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still keeping our fingers crossed with the house, but it looks very promising.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-5875773979646993388?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/5875773979646993388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=5875773979646993388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5875773979646993388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5875773979646993388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-our-way.html' title='on our way...'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-5351984435196345328</id><published>2009-09-26T07:19:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T20:14:09.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't have to cry</title><content type='html'>I must tell a little history to explain...Jeff and I quickly toured our current home and leased it 3-1/2 years ago when we sold our home in the suburbs and moved into the city. Life inside the loop has been fantastic. I have truly come to love my running route on crushed granite, under a tree lined trail. I love that Walgreen's is less than a block away and I can walk there. Many a time with a sick Champ we have gone for a walk to pick up a prescription. The walk alone calms and quiets him. We also live walking distance from great shopping and dining. I always love on a nice evening to walk and grab a bite to eat. I never thought that was possible especially in such a large city. This doesn't even account for the fantastic church parish we live in or that I have family within blocks. All this said, one day driving home I told Jeff I will cry when we move. I love this location so much and will never be able to replicate it. I know we live in a leased house and I knew the day would come to move and I just knew I would cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of our family know that we have had discussions with the owner of our home about purchasing it. The negotiations for that fell apart this summer when he decided he didn't want to sell it at that time. Jeff and I were confused and a little disappointed, but we both had faith in God that He would lead us where He needed. Not exactly sure where that was but we both had lots of peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, we took the opportunity to walk through some open houses and check out the nearby areas for comps and availability. Most of our adventures taught me 2 things...first, I love this location; second, I hadn't seen a house that really fit us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little over a month ago, Jeff saw a house come up for sale when he was taking Champ to the park. That weekend they had an open house and we walked over. Having been to a lot of these, Jeff and I were surprised that we didn't unlike the house. The price was above what we had budgeted and I was really pregnant with Rome. We knew the house was pricey but nice and thought it would sell quickly. To our surprise it stayed on the market. Just Monday, Jeff bumped into a realtor friend and said just out of curiosity could she pull some comps for us. Jeff went to send her the listing that night and to his surprise the price had just been reduced. The agent sent us some information and we decided to tour the house. Upon closer inspection, we liked the home even more. All said we made and offer and signed a contract on Friday. We are buying a home and planting roots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am totally crazy. I have a newborn not a month old, I bought a house and will have to move. But the house is just that great. This move should be the easiest, as moves go, that I have every made. The house we are buying is just around the corner, literally. The home shares a back fence with our next door neighbor. It is a mid-century ranch and some of the reasons we love it...it has a detached garage and a car port, our visitors no longer have to park on the street or even be exposed to the elements when they visit. The house is 3 bedroom, 2 bath which is perfect for the 4 of us. The house has formal living and dining, den and kitchen with eat in area. All of the rooms in the home are very large and the flow is great. There are wood floors throughout the home except for in the kitchen (I'll discuss that more later.) Double sinks in the hall bathroom and lots and lots of storage. The backyard is nice with a paved area large enough for a table and chairs. It even has 2 pecan trees, so we won't loose that either. Now for the true selling point, there is a bonus room and bathroom attached to the garage. WE HAVE GUEST QUARTERS! Our parents can soon visit us and stay in their own private retreat away from a the nighttime fun that parents of young children often enjoy at 2 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house is such a perfect fit that I was telling the realtor that I would probably renovate the master bath one day as I always wanted a large shower with a double shower head, as I opened the shower door, I noticed 2 shower heads. The kitchen...the owners wanted to ask a premium for the house for the renovated kitchen the only problem is it is renovated to look just like a 1950's kitchen. It has black and white linoleum floors, fantastically retro cabinets and a tile counter top. Jeff and I said upgrades don't count if you can't tell they are there. The kitchen is large and very functional so I will not complain, but I will admit once the house is paid for it is first on the list for the remodel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I am crazy. This fall will be fun. Please keep us in your prayers as the paper work still needs to be signed and we still have the inspection. But we are planting roots, right here. The boys will go to the Catholic school just down the street. I don't know where the future will take us but I just feel so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Sr4S0zW8GlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Wn6NsYQFsHM/s1600-h/hr2391204-1%5B1%5D.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Sr4S0zW8GlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Wn6NsYQFsHM/s400/hr2391204-1%5B1%5D.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385762902730611282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-5351984435196345328?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/5351984435196345328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=5351984435196345328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5351984435196345328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5351984435196345328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-have-to-cry.html' title='i don&apos;t have to cry'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Sr4S0zW8GlI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Wn6NsYQFsHM/s72-c/hr2391204-1%5B1%5D.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-9076654414564320538</id><published>2009-09-21T16:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T17:22:14.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>growing pains</title><content type='html'>or successes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things here have been going well. We have been busy enjoying visits by both Honey and Budman as well as Mawmaw and Pawpaw. We are all grateful for the help with the boys as well as the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champ has been teaching us what being two means. We expected the trials, tantrums and growing vocabulary. All of that has gone just as expected. Our discipline must be working as Champ realizes that the tone of voice and counting to 3 means he is pushing the limits and he needs to comply or something un-fun will follow. He responds really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something quirky has been going on for the last 6 weeks or so...our wonderful sleeper vanished. He fought naps, bedtimes and even the start of the evening routine. I invested in a book and tried some of its tips. Champ started to sleep better, but insisted on sleeping on the floor, not in his bed. We even asked the pediatrician about his quirky behavior. He reassured us it was a phase that would go when Champ realized his bed was much more comfortable. Well Champ took a 2 hour nap Sunday and has slept in his bed for 2 full nights. I just wonder what is around the next corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rome has been a great baby doing all he is supposed to do: eat, sleep and dirty lots of diapers. He gives us good and bad nights and last night was great. He is just 3 weeks old, but I fed him at midnight and proceeded to sleep until 7 am. I hope we can start stringing some of those nights together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what everyone has been waiting for...the picture. Here are the boys from Saturday morning. I love the look on Champ's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Srf78_ZaTfI/AAAAAAAAAPc/bE1GQzW_GwE/s1600-h/c%26r2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Srf78_ZaTfI/AAAAAAAAAPc/bE1GQzW_GwE/s400/c%26r2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384048904773455346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-9076654414564320538?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/9076654414564320538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=9076654414564320538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/9076654414564320538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/9076654414564320538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/09/growing-pains.html' title='growing pains'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Srf78_ZaTfI/AAAAAAAAAPc/bE1GQzW_GwE/s72-c/c%26r2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-8083555469255360856</id><published>2009-09-11T11:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T11:24:17.821-05:00</updated><title type='text'>long overdue</title><content type='html'>I am sorry to everyone that the blog posting are coming so slowing with regards to our changing family. The week of Rome's arrival our wonderful high speed internet was, well, dead. Long story short but 3 technicians and one pole check later and the internet is up and running. It is so crazy how fast the internet has become a staple of daily life and I never realized that until no access for over a week. I couldn't see the weather radar, find take-out numbers or let alone access email. We kind of felt cut-off, but I guess the first week with a new baby is the best time for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to more important things...the boys! Champ and Rome are both doing well. Champ loves his new brother and is learning quickly (with a few meltdowns) what he can and can't do. His first impression of his "brover" was "you mean he isn't MINE!?" Champ wanted to hold him and pick him up. We had to teach him that he can only hold brother sitting with Mom or Dad. It took a few days to get there, but he is compliant with that rule. The next obstacle was teaching "soft, soft." Champ's definition of soft is quite different than ours. He was all too excited to point out his eyes, mouth, ears and such. By point out, I mean poke, bang, tug. We are encouraging good behavior and he is catching on quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rome has been an ideal baby. He eats well, sleeps well, with almost non existent gas or spit-up. I really don't remember Champ being this easy. So far it is a pleasant surprise. I am keeping my fingers crossed, though, colic doesn't usually manifest until 2 weeks and we haven't reached that point yet. He is so snugly and sweet. He loves to fall asleep in the crook of an arm. I am falling in love hard and fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for no pictures yet, I am hoping to take some pictures of both boys this weekend if the weather cooperates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone for there love and prayers. We are all doing really well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-8083555469255360856?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/8083555469255360856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=8083555469255360856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8083555469255360856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8083555469255360856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-overdue.html' title='long overdue'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-7940684355301911885</id><published>2009-09-01T20:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:09:21.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rome Hembley is here</title><content type='html'>Rome Hembley arrive August 31 at 4:20.  He was 6 lbs 3 oz and 19 in long.  We are all doing well and just arriving home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More details to follow soon...a 2 year old is melting down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-7940684355301911885?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/7940684355301911885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=7940684355301911885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/7940684355301911885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/7940684355301911885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/09/rome-hembley-is-here.html' title='Rome Hembley is here'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-3865905618652003115</id><published>2009-08-20T21:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:43:38.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>36 weeks and only God knows</title><content type='html'>Well, the little man is still kicking away in my belly as the countdown continues.  This pregnancy has been quite similar to Champ's in many ways, but in some it is quite different.  I have this little wish that his arrival will be sooner rather than later and not because it's hot and not because I have a huge belly and not because the I have a head on my bladder...I really want to beat a September 1st date.  Why?  That is the Texas cutoff for starting school.  I really want my boys to be only 2 years apart in school to keep them as close as possible.  In all my life I try to place my full trust in God and He is the only one knows when things will truly happen.  So again, I pray but trust in His path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest change so far in this pregnancy is contractions.  Champ came only with the doctor's prodding and was running from "the light" until he was forced out.  This little guy has been hinting to come but every start, just stops.  I get slight cramping and initial signs to get my hopes up and it goes as quickly as it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champ's last couple of weeks lead me to believe that he was going to have a head like a rock.  He has proven that trait more than once over the last couple of years. I'm not sure what this little man is hinting at.  Will he be indicisive or laid back?  All I know is seeing how wonderful of a gift Champ has been, I can't wait to meet this little man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-3865905618652003115?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/3865905618652003115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=3865905618652003115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3865905618652003115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3865905618652003115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/08/36-weeks-and-only-god-knows.html' title='36 weeks and only God knows'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-8994137659753804748</id><published>2009-08-16T15:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T15:36:03.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>well into week 35</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update...Jeff and I got to see the little guy one more time before his arrival.  We went to see how big he was getting and he was estimated at 5lb 13oz.  This little guy looks to be tracking his brother well.  Champ is getting ready.  I told him yesterday someone was coming to see him and he responded "brother?"  I had to let him down that it was just his aunt and uncle.  He loves his time with them, so he didn't mind his first guess wasn't right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all just enjoying the quiet before the storm now.  Don't quite know when things will get crazy, but we are as ready as we can be.  Stay tuned and we'll update everyone as we learn more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-8994137659753804748?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/8994137659753804748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=8994137659753804748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8994137659753804748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8994137659753804748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-into-week-35.html' title='well into week 35'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-5196290394497342999</id><published>2009-08-05T20:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:17:11.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>34 weeks...</title><content type='html'>Just wanted a quick update for all those eagerly awaiting the newest addition to our family. We visited the doctor today and everything is going well. The little guy has a strong heartbeat at 152 bpm and is kicking a great deal. Things are progressing very similarly to Champ, so we appear to be on a similar timeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my previous posts, I promised some pictures. Champ received his LSU jersey in time for his school day and was the best dressed in the class. We took some pictures and would lover to share them. Hope you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SnouoA23GiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ykJU_1da_sE/s1600-h/July+24+download+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366653170925115938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SnouoA23GiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ykJU_1da_sE/s400/July+24+download+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Snouocs0J9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/z9UOcYkvTQg/s1600-h/July+24+download+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366653178399172562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Snouocs0J9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/z9UOcYkvTQg/s400/July+24+download+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-5196290394497342999?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/5196290394497342999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=5196290394497342999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5196290394497342999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5196290394497342999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/08/34-weeks.html' title='34 weeks...'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SnouoA23GiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ykJU_1da_sE/s72-c/July+24+download+078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-8301990706011338276</id><published>2009-07-22T12:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T12:59:34.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>32 weeks and counting...</title><content type='html'>Another couple of weeks and another good doctor's visit. We checked in with the doctor this morning and all seems well. She gave me some very relieving news that the baby is head down, for any woman that is a huge sigh of relief. Champ was very happy to hear his brother's heart beat again (as were we).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing well, but the little guy is moving a lot and the free space is getting less and less as he grows. So now all of those wonder full movements press into a rib, a hip, or (my favorite) the bladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champ is doing well and progressing steadily towards two. He is mastering a great tantrum and his ability to acknowledge his name when he so chooses. On the other hand, the little bugger is smart and can follow complex command when he wants to. For example, the other night Jeff asked him if he would like to go get something in the garage. Champ immediately picked up Jeff's shoes, brought them to him and said hurry. Then he walked over to the back door and said bye mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets it...we know...now, to just out smart the little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow for champ is "wear your favorite jersey to school" day. Thanks to all his grandparents he has a shiny white jersey that perfectly matches a book about a child's first game day experience. He will be the best prepared child in school and should represent LSU well. I hope to get some good pictures and finally get some recent ones of him on the blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-8301990706011338276?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/8301990706011338276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=8301990706011338276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8301990706011338276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8301990706011338276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/07/32-weeks-and-counting.html' title='32 weeks and counting...'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-4709665334441657009</id><published>2009-07-13T14:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T14:31:57.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the little man returns</title><content type='html'>Champ arrived yesterday afternoon and received many hugs and kisses from Mom and Dad. His priorities, however, remain unchanged. After getting out of the car from the trip, I had to bribe him to come inside with a popsicle. He would have been very happy to stay in the crazy heat and reconnect with his truck and tractor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he came into his room, he saw the progress we had made (setting up the crib and pulling out the infant swing) and said "brother." I said he will come soon, and as much as he understands this whole process he seemed pleased with that. He ate dinner and played with Jeff and I until 7:30. He started to get cranky and fell asleep at 8:00 with little protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff checked in on him before going to bed and reported that all of his covers were off and he was near the edge of his bed. Jeff readjusted him and tucked him in, "tight", but he was out cold. This morning he awoke pleasantly to the sunshine through his windows. He was very happy to see his school, teacher and friends. But this morning, breakfast was first thing on his mind as he walked in the room. I can't wait to pick him up this afternoon and get another big hug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-4709665334441657009?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/4709665334441657009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=4709665334441657009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4709665334441657009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4709665334441657009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-man-returns.html' title='the little man returns'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-2545736279102866994</id><published>2009-07-09T10:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T11:02:33.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect summer day</title><content type='html'>As, I mentioned yesterday Champ is in Louisiana visiting his grandparents. During our goodnight call last night, we learned Champ has already had a new experience. As he arrived at his Nanny's house, he got out of the car dancing to the music. The music puzzled the adults, but they soon realized it was the call of the neighborhood ice cream truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as a good grandparent does, Paw Paw treated all the grand kids to their choice. My sister-in-law sent some wonderful pictures. Oh, how nice it is to be a child during summer.  Below is Champ with his cousins Charlie and Catherine checking out their options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SlYUEDgRA9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/ikpM6qLiVaw/s1600-h/icecreamtrucklaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SlYUEDgRA9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/ikpM6qLiVaw/s400/icecreamtrucklaf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356490866696455122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-2545736279102866994?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/2545736279102866994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=2545736279102866994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/2545736279102866994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/2545736279102866994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/07/perfect-summer-day.html' title='perfect summer day'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SlYUEDgRA9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/ikpM6qLiVaw/s72-c/icecreamtrucklaf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-3194115792611338727</id><published>2009-07-08T15:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T15:46:08.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>30 weeks...</title><content type='html'>To calm all of the anxious grandparents, the check-up today was normal. Both the little guy and I are fine and right on track. Hopefully in the next 4 to 10 weeks we will all get to meet the new little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and I are looking forward to our 3-day weekend. Champ has gone to spend time with his MawMaw and PawPaw and we will be enjoying a little stay-cation as I can't really travel now. This will likely be our last quiet moments for quite some time and I plan to cherish all of them. We love the little guy and will miss him but all of us will enjoy the time away to appreciate the time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you MawMaw and PawPaw, we really appreciate your volunteering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-3194115792611338727?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/3194115792611338727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=3194115792611338727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3194115792611338727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3194115792611338727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/07/30-weeks.html' title='30 weeks...'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-660835165079402318</id><published>2009-07-01T12:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T12:55:47.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>29 weeks...</title><content type='html'>The countdown continues to the arrival of the new little man. I am feeling great, but just ready to not be pregnant any longer. It appears that the timing of this pregnancy has not been the best, as Houston has recorded its hottest June in history. We have been staying inside mostly enjoying the AC. The occasional outside plans usually involve a swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff has put the crib back in infant mode. He has also pulled down the carseat, bottles and such. Even going so far as to wash and dry all of the covers on everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, during our Target trip, we picked up useful newborn things like pacifiers and diapers. When Jeff grabbed the pacifiers, Champ wanted them. No, not to suck on, but to hold proudly and announce to everyone in the store for the remainder on the trip, "brover, brover." I don't think he fully comprehends things, but we'll be there soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-660835165079402318?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/660835165079402318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=660835165079402318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/660835165079402318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/660835165079402318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/07/29-weeks.html' title='29 weeks...'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-5245754247137742476</id><published>2009-06-26T13:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:39:47.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'>babies and championships</title><content type='html'>Ironies of ironies...I will have 2 little boys and each will have a National Title in his year of birth to celebrate.  Champ was 2007 with a BCS championship and #2 will have a CWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to answer the questions, no I don't intend to keep having children to keep the Championship series ongoing.  I think LSU will do just fine without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am very pround of the Tigers.  They won big and showed nothing but class along the way.  There is no better way than that.  Geaux Tigers! (Titers according to Champ)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-5245754247137742476?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/5245754247137742476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=5245754247137742476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5245754247137742476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5245754247137742476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/06/babies-and-championships.html' title='babies and championships'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-3471575689690627804</id><published>2009-06-25T15:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:32:12.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>28 weeks and counting</title><content type='html'>I had my doctor's visit as planned this week.  The little guy is growing and kicking happily.  He has a strong heart beat and everything looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor says full term is 37 weeks, but 32 is good and 34 is great.  He can come anytime then. Everyone keep all of us in your prayers for the next 4-6 weeks as we finish out the pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The countdown is on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-3471575689690627804?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/3471575689690627804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=3471575689690627804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3471575689690627804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3471575689690627804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/06/28-weeks-and-counting.html' title='28 weeks and counting'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-4128740619082390985</id><published>2009-06-22T15:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:29:24.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's funny how things work out</title><content type='html'>Well, the weekend didn't start well. Friday morning while getting Champ breakfast I heard a grinding-like noise outside the kitchen window. The AC sounded a little ill. Well that evening hot air was all that was coming through the vents. Fortunately the AC cooled us long enough for the sun to set. With fans whirling we made it through the night not too badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning we were headed to Jeff's parents for a quick Sat-Sun visit. After Jeff got word the AC couldn't be repaired until Monday, we extended our visit by a night. With me in the 3rd trimester and Champ just shy of 2, we were not coming home in 100 F weather to no AC. The repairman is supposed to be at our house now, and hopefully things will be cool when we return home this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a broken AC in a June Houston heat wave, just lead to a slightly extended vacation lounging by the pool. That's not so bad all considered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-4128740619082390985?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/4128740619082390985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=4128740619082390985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4128740619082390985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4128740619082390985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-funny-how-things-work-out.html' title='it&apos;s funny how things work out'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-2928070362992189974</id><published>2009-06-17T10:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T11:21:40.917-05:00</updated><title type='text'>catch-up</title><content type='html'>I must start for apologizing for my absence in blogging. The last month has been quiet and busy all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champ finished swimming lessons for the year. He did exceptionally well as he shows no fear of water (good and bad). He will put his face underwater, jump and blow bubbles, but kicking and paddling are a little beyond him still. We will continue to work on that this summer. The good and bad of the lack of fear is he loves the pool, but will just jump in or dive in unafraid. That means mom or dad must be always nearby to scoop him up. The swimming lessons will continue through the years until I have full confidence in his swimming abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champ's school has also "transitioned" which means that the children all move to appropriate aged classrooms. Champ will not move until he turns 2 (end of summer) so some classmates moved up and new ones joined. The new students have been former classmates so he was very excited to re-connect. The first day his note home said "Champ and Amelie had a great time kissing each other all afternoon." That's right my not-quite-2-year-old has a girl friend. Each morning he gets in the car saying "Ami". It's funny how the two of them have been apart for 4 months, but the attraction has not faded. Ami's mom has even told me the two hug each other each morning. For all those who know this is actually Champ's second girlfriend. The first one at 8 months old, but she moved to Colorado last summer. We are in for serious trouble over the next 16 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also traveled and hosted visitors. We took a long weekend to Austin and had a great time with friends. Jeff went cycling on a route he wasn't quite prepared for and the hills of Austin proved to not let him down. When the cyclists wandered in soaking wet and a little sun burned, we knew it had not gone well. After some rest and fluids, he and Taylor looked quite a bit better. The rest of the weekend was nice and relaxing, just as we had hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately both of our parents have been able to visit within the last month. Jeff's parents stopped in with a business trip and enjoyed a day with Champ. He had a little flare-up with his asthma that didn't allow anyone to sleep, but he recovered. I have learned that toddlers do not make for good hosts. Living in a small house is wonderful except at 2:00 am when someone is screaming. The problem with small children is that their only communication is crying and illness is frequent and unpredictable. On to my parents visit...My parents, smartly, took this trip to stay with my brother and his wife. No small children, nice restful sleep. However 3 blocks away, teething kept Champ up every 2 hours, by 5:30 am he was ready to go. Fortunately nothing more serious, but Jeff and I did need sleep the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a huge thanks to my parents, as the weekend of their visit Jeff and I got called into work. They were gracious baby sitters and even allowed Jeff and I a night out for our Anniversary. Yep, it's been 8 wonderful years, so Jeff only has 42 left in his promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally a new little guy update...both he and I are doing well. My belly is growing and Champ enjoys the opportunity to kiss his "baby brother" (my belly). We still have not finalized on a name and don't have the first thing ready in the house. The final trimester has begun, so the countdown to his arrival is clicking along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love to all and thanks for keeping up with all of our ramblings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-2928070362992189974?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/2928070362992189974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=2928070362992189974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/2928070362992189974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/2928070362992189974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/06/catch-up.html' title='catch-up'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-2229842206977323015</id><published>2009-05-12T15:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:39:54.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a mother's day to remember</title><content type='html'>This post is a little out of order, but I need to write this story so that I remember this day for everything it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend story actually started Friday morning. When I woke up I my stomach felt tight. It felt as if my lower abdominal muscles were very tight. Jeff and I got dressed for a run and I warned him something felt off. Well we walked and about a block into it, then we turned around and headed home. I just couldn't go any further. I talked with the dr's office and they said it sounded like nothing to worry about. By that evening, my whole stomach hurt, I could barely walk and the pain was just getting worse. I called the doctor that night and our discussion we ruled out anything dangerous. She just told me to take lots of Advil, try to sleep and call her in the morning. The Advil eased things, I slept and felt better in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had me continue on the Advil for the weekend and let her know if anything changed. On Saturday, I felt better but still tight. Tried not to move too much and such. That evening we joined the family for a swim and pizza. We had a wonderful time, but when I got out of the pool, I couldn't stop shivering. With my core muscles in spasm, the shivering was not fun. The men, Jeff and Champ, took me home and I huddled under blankets on the couch. I checked my temperature it was 100 F and rising, not good. I called the doctor and at 10 pm she told me pack a bag a head to the hospital for tests and I.V. We would spend the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called in a favor for Champ and Jeff and I headed to the hospital. I was running a fever so they started checking the baby and running the orders from my doctor. The nurse told us sometimes the lab is slow and sometimes fast, no promises. Well it was a slow night and labs didn't return until 2ish am. All the analysis looked normal, baby fine, we were free to go home, it was most likely viral. Our reaction was one of relief (no surgery) but also one of exhaustion, can we just sleep the night? I got dressed and we headed home. One nice thing is we live less than a mile from the hospital, so the trip doesn't take long. We got about 3 hours of sleep before Champ woke up, not knowing anything of our night. (Oh, to be a toddler)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what happened at the hospital, but Sunday I felt great. I again moved slow and made sure all was fine but I felt better than I had in days. Well as we all enjoyed our lazy morning, my son carried in a large Kate Spade bag saying "heaby, heaby." He brought over the bag and Jeff apologized for the lack of wrapping and the blank card. Given the circumstances, he had way surpassed expectations. Anyway, I got a purse and Champ got a great box full of tissue paper everyone was happy. So, for all the fathers out there, an adorable blue-eyed blond carrying in a designer bag is never a bad mother's day presentation. The day started on a low note, but turned out better than I expected. This is definitely a Mother's day I won't soon forget, but never wish to repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in summary I am feeling well and the baby is quite healthy. We are over half way to meeting the new little guy and I can't wait for his arrival.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-2229842206977323015?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/2229842206977323015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=2229842206977323015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/2229842206977323015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/2229842206977323015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-to-remember.html' title='a mother&apos;s day to remember'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-3224423334903402255</id><published>2009-05-11T21:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:33:11.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what a difference a week makes...</title><content type='html'>As I chronicled Champ's first questionable swimming lesson, today was #2. Last week he had a little bug that kept us home most of the week, missing a swimming lesson. However Saturday we did get in a swim at his aunt and uncle's. He had a great time at the pool and ate almost 2 pieces of pizza when he finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and I were fully prepared for hesitation at the lesson and Jeff put on his swimsuit to assist with reassurance if necessary. Upon arriving at the pool, I was holing onto Champ by his swimsuit to keep him from jumping in. The instructor came up and he jumped into her arms. Jeff wasn't even changed and Champ was kicking away with the teacher. Needless to say, Jeff didn't get wet this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little guy is not ready for any swim meets quite yet, but no tears was a huge improvement. (He's not 2 and the 3-1/2 year old that takes lessons with him refused to get in the pool.) I love my little guy and he continues to charm everyone he meets. I promise pictures, but again forgot the camera. More to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-3224423334903402255?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/3224423334903402255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=3224423334903402255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3224423334903402255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3224423334903402255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-difference-week-makes.html' title='what a difference a week makes...'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-698534312483007809</id><published>2009-05-05T13:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:23:17.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>first swimming lesson</title><content type='html'>Champ's first swimming lesson was Monday and I was not quite sure what to expect. Last summer he loved the pool and he enjoys the bathtub. However this was his first lesson at a new place with an unfamiliar instructor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it went...upon arrival he was in awe of his new surroundings and just taking everything in. His instructor was sweet but being pulled into the cold pool with us on the sidelines was a little much. He quickly voiced his displeasure and offered some pitiful "mommy"s and "daddy"s. He was then very happy to just sit on the side and watch. Well I wasn't to pleased with that outcome, so Jeff happily pulled on some shorts and got Champ in the pool.His hesitation went away as he warmed in the pool. Within minutes he was in the instructors arms and kicking and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the lessons will continue through the month so I will keep all updated. Champ's next hurdle will be to blow bubbles instead of drink water. Sorry for the lack of pictures, but I didn't bring the camera the first lesson. I will try and remember in the future so that I can chronicle the progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also started helping him brush his teeth. He seems to enjoy the additional nightly ritual, but again the spit not swallow is something we have to work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the other little man...I had my 20 week ultrasound on Saturday. The little guy is on track for a mid-september due date and is "normal". During pregnancy "normal" is the perfect place to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-698534312483007809?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/698534312483007809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=698534312483007809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/698534312483007809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/698534312483007809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-swimming-lesson.html' title='first swimming lesson'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-7968018321239192365</id><published>2009-04-29T15:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T16:00:17.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye to sleep</title><content type='html'>Champ and the neighbor's goose have a very coordinated plan. One or the other will keep us up nightly. Well we have dealt with the goose by reminding the neighbor that it violates city ordinance to have a goose in a residential area. Goose - gone. Champ however continue to take hour naps, crash at 8:15 then wake up when ready. The other morning we were heading to work and I had to drag him out of bed for school. This morning we were planning to sleep a little longer and Champ was up earlier than the alarm (pre-daylight). Jeff tried to calm him down to sleep, but the Champ was ready to play. Ugh, the new little guy hasn't arrived and sleep is still at a premium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all the family knows, visited the doctor today for 20 week appointment. One strong little heartbeat at 135 bpm. We're half way there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-7968018321239192365?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/7968018321239192365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=7968018321239192365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/7968018321239192365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/7968018321239192365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/04/goodbye-to-sleep.html' title='goodbye to sleep'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-1350158329426188573</id><published>2009-04-21T15:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T15:15:22.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>boy name</title><content type='html'>I have to admit turning to a family name for the first was easy, but now a second.  Jeff and I are searching the memory banks for something to follow Champ, to be equally strong and unique.  I don't think I fully comprehended how hard a challenge we set.  Anyway today we walked past a key chain set with kids names, I scanned the rack, but Jeff said, don't waste too much time.  If you find a name there, we won't use it anyway.  He's right and the brain storm continues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-1350158329426188573?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/1350158329426188573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=1350158329426188573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1350158329426188573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1350158329426188573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/04/boy-name.html' title='boy name'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-5332876717201881310</id><published>2009-04-01T14:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:20:07.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>well, they're not modest</title><content type='html'>I am 16 weeks pregnant with my second child. At this point, if the child cooperates, the sex of the child can be seen on the ultrasound. Well, my children are proving to not to be modest...so as soon as the doctor started up the ultrasound it was clear...a boy. Just like Champ, legs spread wide and a clear view. Everything else at the appointment went well. He is growing and everything looks really normal. I am feeling fine and enjoying the energy of the 2nd trimester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a feeling years ago that I would have 2 little boys spaced about 2 years apart. It's funny how those premonitions work out. I am so exited to have all the boys in my home. My mom always tells this story about me and some things just never change...Many years ago when I was in Kindergarten, my mom brought me to a birthday party for a classmate. Upon arriving she noticed she had the only child in pig tails with all the rest of attendees and birthday boy being male. She also thought it funny, as she sat with the other moms and pointed out her child was the lone girl, the mothers all proceeded to comment that I was their son's girlfriend. God knows me and he only give me what I can handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first question the doctor asked was what his name was going to be...no, we haven't picked a name yet and in fact have barely discussed it. I will warn all to not get their hopes up. Jeff and I enjoyed keeping Champ's name private until his arrival was announced. We really enjoyed that secret and hope to do the same with this little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champ joined us at the doctor's and he clearly identified the baby on the screen. When we said the baby is in mommy's belly, he grabbed his belly, looked down and seemed puzzled. He will figure it all out in good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-5332876717201881310?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/5332876717201881310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=5332876717201881310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5332876717201881310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5332876717201881310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-theyre-not-modest.html' title='well, they&apos;re not modest'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-8086938029236612921</id><published>2009-03-27T15:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:20:44.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's friday!</title><content type='html'>That's really all I need to say.  I'm sure everyone can relate to a long week and finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.  The weather has cleared and I am planning for a long run before picking up Champ.  Here's wishing everyone a wonderful weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-8086938029236612921?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/8086938029236612921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=8086938029236612921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8086938029236612921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8086938029236612921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-friday.html' title='it&apos;s friday!'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-3984723714706305238</id><published>2009-03-12T20:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:01:30.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the magic button...</title><content type='html'>short story by champ:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like buttons. I like to press buttons. Some buttons make sounds. Some buttons make lights. I found a magic button. This button makes by door come off when I press it. I like buttons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;translation by dad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got out of the shower this morning and before I could finish drying off anna came in saying, "we have a problem." We usually close champ's door when he goes to bed, so the noise doesn't wake him up at night. He is now sleeping in a "big boy" bed, so we hear him in the morning trying to open the door when he wakes up. Because the house is old, he usually needs a hand because the door sticks. Well this morning he discovered the lock button and couldn't resist pressing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After anna telling me champ had locked himself in his room, we both discovered we would make terrible thieves. Neither of us could pick the lock. Finally the engineer kicked in, and I took the door apart to get him out. He had been upset during the process but seemed fairly amused to see his door off the hinges. The eventful morning also included something he hasn't done in a while - he pee'd on my shirt after I was all dressed. Anna and I laughed a lot (which is not my usual reaction to someone peeing on me) and considered it another adventure in parenthood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SbnKPMLu_JI/AAAAAAAAAO8/nuj36eV4408/s1600-h/Champ+Park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SbnKPMLu_JI/AAAAAAAAAO8/nuj36eV4408/s400/Champ+Park.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312499597777501330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is getting more and more adorable. We have been enjoying his personality in spite of the adventures at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-3984723714706305238?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/3984723714706305238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=3984723714706305238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3984723714706305238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3984723714706305238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/03/magic-button.html' title='the magic button...'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SbnKPMLu_JI/AAAAAAAAAO8/nuj36eV4408/s72-c/Champ+Park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-1794528988335382728</id><published>2009-03-11T09:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:04:38.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>confirmation...he likes to eat</title><content type='html'>Champ just had his 18 month check-up (I know I'm a little late he's 19 months plus). He checked out really healthy including his lungs, which the doctor says is a really good sign. His measurement come out as such 30% height, and 50% weight. I still contend his genes are a good guess. The blond hair, blue eyes and big tummy? Neither of his parents sport anything of the sort. Well I will have the big tummy soon, but that will be for a different reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-1794528988335382728?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/1794528988335382728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=1794528988335382728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1794528988335382728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1794528988335382728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/03/confirmationhe-likes-to-eat.html' title='confirmation...he likes to eat'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-5387011037320466645</id><published>2009-03-03T20:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:35:19.724-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ten fingers and ten toes...</title><content type='html'>Well, ten more fingers and ten more toes, we are growing by that amount.  The newest family member is due to arrive September 18th.  Our doctor's appointment went extremely well today and we could see the arms, legs and all of the fingers and toes (and no additional appendage or lack of one at this time).  The new little one has a strong heartbeat and looks really healthy.  We all feel so blessed.  Champ doesn't quite grasp the fact that he is going to be a big brother, but I am sure that truth will all unfold in time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-5387011037320466645?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/5387011037320466645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=5387011037320466645' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5387011037320466645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5387011037320466645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/03/ten-fingers-and-ten-toes.html' title='ten fingers and ten toes...'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-2741016742737526736</id><published>2009-03-02T14:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T14:21:15.868-06:00</updated><title type='text'>missing in action</title><content type='html'>I apologize to everyone who checks in on our blog from time to time. I have been very remiss from recent post or keeping things up to date in general. Life here is busy with work, keeping up with Champ and maintaining our sanity. We have been blessed by recent visits of all of the grandparents and we enjoyed both their stays a great deal. Thank you for making the trip. I only have a minute, but also wanted to have an updated picture of the growing man. This is from this weekend. The wind was blowing steady so his blond hair is everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Saw_Y0uL8KI/AAAAAAAAAO0/azQ5IZ6_p-I/s1600-h/Braden%27s+3rd+Birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Saw_Y0uL8KI/AAAAAAAAAO0/azQ5IZ6_p-I/s400/Braden%27s+3rd+Birthday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308687756464746658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-2741016742737526736?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/2741016742737526736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=2741016742737526736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/2741016742737526736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/2741016742737526736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/03/missing-in-action.html' title='missing in action'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Saw_Y0uL8KI/AAAAAAAAAO0/azQ5IZ6_p-I/s72-c/Braden%27s+3rd+Birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-4611259519037404377</id><published>2009-01-21T13:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:29:30.108-06:00</updated><title type='text'>when it rains...</title><content type='html'>This week it's poured. Champ has had a runny nose and visited the pediatrician on Monday. Diagnoses... sinus and ear infection, augmenten. I went to the ENT with a terrible sinus headache, but I could still breath, I too had a sinus infection, augmenten to the rescue again. Jeff is helping us both mend and things are headed that way. The weather is gorgeous so hopefully a run is in order for this evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-4611259519037404377?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/4611259519037404377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=4611259519037404377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4611259519037404377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4611259519037404377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-it-rains.html' title='when it rains...'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-1447350046456622205</id><published>2009-01-08T15:06:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T15:50:15.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>geaux, (well in texas) go tigers</title><content type='html'>So we, the parents, attended our first open house, SVDP Tigers.  I was really impressed but nervous at the same time.  We attended the open house for the school at our church parish.  The parish has 4000 registered families and a school for 500 students.  This works out to 50 children K through 8th with a slightly smaller pre-K4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school was great.  They started with a welcome from the principal followed by a video.  The first segment of the video was dedicated to the spritual development of the children.  Their religious education inclules a weekly school mass, amazing!  (We had mass weekly but it was just a daily mass.  The size of our school vs. the size of the Church prevented school masses too frequently.)  This mass is said consistenly by the same priest aimed at the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video went on to list all of the school activies and extra-curricular activities for the children.  Because the school is so small, there are no "cuts" on athletic teams.  All of the girls can be cheerleaders and all of the boys football players, if they so wish.  I admit seeing a football team fielded with just 25 boys must be histerical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tour then followed.  We were escorted through the school by two current 8th grade girls.  It was a tour nararated by two streams of conciounesses filled with "like, oh my God", "totally cool" and "it's soooo fun".  It was a complete brain dump and really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school also boasts 100% acceptance into the Catholic High Schools and Public Magnent High Scools.  This is good because I do hope Champ's education will not stop at the 8th grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the tour we spoke with the head of admissions where she said they usually had 40-50 applications for 32 pre-K spots and 50 application for kindergarten...for the remaining 18 spots.  That's the scary part.  Of corse sibilings get first admittance. The first child is always the hardest to get in.  So I will say my prayers, sign my weekly checks to the Church and hope that Champ gets in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am admittedly high strung. Once Champ is in, then i relax.  He is free to be who he is and do what he wants.  the joys of being a parent...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-1447350046456622205?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/1447350046456622205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=1447350046456622205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1447350046456622205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1447350046456622205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/01/geaux-well-in-texas-go-tigers.html' title='geaux, (well in texas) go tigers'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-8150875707718917735</id><published>2009-01-05T11:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T11:28:42.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, he's 17 months but...</title><content type='html'>I just registered for his future school open house (God willing). He won't even be admitted until 2011 for pre-K. It's a Catholic School with only 500 students in the middle of the 4th largest city in the country. I will have to see what building I will have to donate to get him in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must apologize for the lack of posts. There will be some to come soon with pictures from Christmas and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I promise to get more frequent in my posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-8150875707718917735?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/8150875707718917735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=8150875707718917735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8150875707718917735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8150875707718917735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2009/01/yes-hes-17-months-but.html' title='yes, he&apos;s 17 months but...'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-744981207571315954</id><published>2008-11-02T09:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:29:53.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>mass with children, a new expirience every week</title><content type='html'>Jeff and I have always attended mass as a family, for the past year that has included one more. Champ is at the age where he doesn't sit still for long, doesn't understand when to "talk" and so forth. Mass has become a bit of physical and mental gymnastics. First we try to formulate small, quiet distractions that will keep him entertained while seated. There is only so much you can do with books, a string of Mardi Gras beads and so forth. Then as he squirms the physicality comes in as it takes all you have to keep him from flying over the pew into the people in front of you, or darting into the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last night he added a new complexity, an upset stomach. Poor Champ began emptying his stomach right in the middle of the Eucharistic prayer. All over all three of us. (As children get bigger, everything about them gets bigger.) I tried my best to wipe everything down with wet wipes and Jeff took him to the bathroom. After signaling the usher that our pew needed attention after mass, I found Jeff and Champ huddled in the back of Church. Poor Jeff was frustrated that we live in a very large affluent parish and they failed to stock the bathroom with hand towels. We don't usually skip out of Church following communion, but we figured God understands. Champ was taken home, stripped, and washed from head to toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an update, he didn't have a good evening, but woke up this morning thirsty and hungry. He is keeping down water and Cheerios so food will be re-introduced slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every day...adventure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-744981207571315954?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/744981207571315954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=744981207571315954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/744981207571315954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/744981207571315954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/11/mass-with-children-new-expirience-every.html' title='mass with children, a new expirience every week'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-1398455245272364633</id><published>2008-11-01T07:48:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T09:51:09.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>flag on the play</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SQxm70wH_NI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/j67oTf-U20s/s1600-h/IMG_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263695242448075986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SQxm70wH_NI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/j67oTf-U20s/s400/IMG_0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween to everyone. This post is a day late, but many know why. Yesterday was one of those days where all of the balls I am juggling fell squarely on my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with a swollen eye...pink eye. So I spent my day getting an appointment, seeing the doctor and getting that fixed. On top of the eye, I am battling a cold. ugh. I am supposed to be on a plane right now to New Orleans, but I am here on the couch. A combination of the contagious eye, inability to wear contacts and going offshore just fell apart. The silver lining on the cloud, is that I am here with my boys for extra days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the real reason everyone checks our site, the Champ. This year's halloween costume was inspired by last year's. I again made the costume myself and I am improving. Last year I made the costume the morning of Halloween, this year the night before...small steps, but forward steps none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a reminder, last year Champ made the perfect football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SQxn4WotsfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/KNqOuit0d3Y/s1600-h/IMG_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SQxn4WotsfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/KNqOuit0d3Y/s400/IMG_0187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263696282335949298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, he again remained in the football theme, but as a referee. He was the only referee in his whole school. The setting for the pictures is the school courtyard. Last week all of the children were given pumpkin seeds to sprinkle on the ground and make wishes. Following their afternoon nap, the yard was filled with magic pumpkins that their wishes had brought. So Champ is sitting in the "magic" pumpkin patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SQxm9fw61II/AAAAAAAAAKE/WtDKRxFVaYE/s1600-h/IMG_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263695271174001794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SQxm9fw61II/AAAAAAAAAKE/WtDKRxFVaYE/s400/IMG_0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SQxn5BKCVoI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Hf9bNdSbu-E/s1600-h/IMG_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SQxn5BKCVoI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Hf9bNdSbu-E/s400/IMG_0066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263696293750003330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SQxm9P-6wSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/00pTCDQkSNQ/s1600-h/IMG_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263695266937749794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SQxm9P-6wSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/00pTCDQkSNQ/s400/IMG_0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the trick-or-treating picture from school. All of the children were loaded up and escorted through the building for goodies. Champ liked the fruit chews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SQxn4y-e71I/AAAAAAAAAKc/o7_gIghCtLo/s1600-h/IMG_0074JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SQxn4y-e71I/AAAAAAAAAKc/o7_gIghCtLo/s400/IMG_0074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263696289943449426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, my goal will be that he always has as unique of a costume at this year. This week Jeff even began thinking of his costume for next year...it will likely only get more unique from here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-1398455245272364633?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/1398455245272364633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=1398455245272364633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1398455245272364633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1398455245272364633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/11/flag-on-play.html' title='flag on the play'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SQxm70wH_NI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/j67oTf-U20s/s72-c/IMG_0059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-2150620049692062903</id><published>2008-10-30T11:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T07:48:11.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>too much to do...to little time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Being a working parent, I think the above will be my mantra for the next several years.  I now have to prioritize the lists, just do what is possible and beg forgiveness on the rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's been a long time since I have updated the blog.  Many first going on in the Courville household, Champ's first steps, first words and so forth.  Champ is becoming more and more expressive and can still capture my heart with the warmest hug.   Now he can just beam a smile from across the room and waddle up and throw his arms around my neck.  That pretty much fixes anything that is wrong in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-2150620049692062903?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/2150620049692062903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=2150620049692062903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/2150620049692062903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/2150620049692062903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/10/too-much-to-doto-little-time.html' title='too much to do...to little time'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-315975924628626055</id><published>2008-09-18T16:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T17:04:03.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>alive and well...but out of power</title><content type='html'>It has been quite a while since a post, but with good reason. Houston finally took a direct hit from a hurricane and fortunately it was only a category 2. But that much wind can cause lots of disruption in a city. We left town and decided to brave the storm further inland. According to stories, though, the eye of the storm passed directly over our home. No damage, fortunately, just had to empty the contents of the refrigerators and freezers. As the city is still putting the pieces back together, we are still refugees. Without power, there isn't much for us at home. We are working remotely and making lemonade with the lemons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I know everyone like a good picture of the Champ, attached is my most recent favorite. This was taken while we were housing Gustav evacuees, enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SNLP8MCD28I/AAAAAAAAAJk/qubFYQrHdj0/s1600-h/sept_2008_smile_bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247485148769016770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SNLP8MCD28I/AAAAAAAAAJk/qubFYQrHdj0/s400/sept_2008_smile_bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-315975924628626055?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/315975924628626055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=315975924628626055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/315975924628626055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/315975924628626055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/09/alive-and-wellbut-out-of-power.html' title='alive and well...but out of power'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SNLP8MCD28I/AAAAAAAAAJk/qubFYQrHdj0/s72-c/sept_2008_smile_bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-769779713404605044</id><published>2008-09-03T08:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T08:42:37.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the aftermath</title><content type='html'>As Hurricane Gustav just recently passed through South Louisiana, I am very grateful that all of our families are safe. I did not experience Gustav intimately, but living through a hurricane is truly memory creating. The weather itself is only one piece of the equation. The rest is much more colorful including extended family all huddled in one home. Everyone gets quality time together but cabin fever does set it. It is especially interesting considering that it is September in south Louisiana and there is no power. My memories from Andrew years ago are fresh in my mind of working for hours to clean up our yard, then each of the grandmothers and neighbors and so forth only to enter a hot, dark house and have a cold shower. Cleaning out the refrigerator and freezer were another unforgotten moment, I can still see these peas that were in the refrigerator going into the large garbage can placed in the middle of the kitchen. It was not a pretty sight or smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all of this recollecting, I would just like everyone in the path of this storm to know that my thoughts and prayers are still with you all. There is still far to go, but somehow the world seems a little brighter on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-769779713404605044?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/769779713404605044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=769779713404605044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/769779713404605044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/769779713404605044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/09/aftermath.html' title='the aftermath'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-6789846994359548892</id><published>2008-08-28T16:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T08:47:40.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>getting into trouble</title><content type='html'>So the little guy has not officially taken his first independent steps, but that has not prevented him from exploring and finding trouble. I have decided the best way to illustrate his new mobility and how he likes to explore...great pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite spot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SL6VM4uwhHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/WZWgTzFDDsk/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SL6VM4uwhHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/WZWgTzFDDsk/s400/IMG_0023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241791064925308018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeding myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SL6VNGP0WiI/AAAAAAAAAJc/IuTGm4cQkls/s1600-h/IMG_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SL6VNGP0WiI/AAAAAAAAAJc/IuTGm4cQkls/s400/IMG_0039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241791068553632290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-6789846994359548892?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/6789846994359548892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=6789846994359548892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/6789846994359548892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/6789846994359548892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/08/getting-into-trouble.html' title='getting into trouble'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SL6VM4uwhHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/WZWgTzFDDsk/s72-c/IMG_0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-5926385381927736112</id><published>2008-08-27T18:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:30:00.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the jet setter</title><content type='html'>Today was an interesting day. I have been planning to travel offshore for some planned work on our offshore platform. All of the company can see Gustav entering the Gulf, but they said head out there and we will make a decision Thursday. Well, the decision to hold off the work happened at 8:58 am. That was 2 minutes prior to my 9 am take off and about 2 minutes after I had turned off my cell phone for the flight to New Orleans. As I was picking up my bag from luggage claim, my colleague was calling to say the trip was off, he too was in N.O. and had already secured a flight home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked to the ticketing desk and had to rearrange my flight. The sweet Southwest attendant asked, did you miss your flight this morning, I said no I took it, that is why I am here. She curiously asked and you want to get back on a plane? Yep that is right I came to NOLA to see the airport for 2 hours then return promptly to the planet Houston. Fun day, but both of my flights were on time, no traffic...it beats sitting in the office all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am home, safe and sound. Now I get to kiss both of my boys goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-5926385381927736112?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/5926385381927736112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=5926385381927736112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5926385381927736112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5926385381927736112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/08/jet-setter.html' title='the jet setter'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-4713357425720064137</id><published>2008-08-05T23:05:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T23:08:07.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, what a year!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so this is way late but happy birthday to Champ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been horrible about finishing this post, so I just decided to let the pictures do most of the storytelling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been an amazing, educating, eventful, (you get the idea) year...  Champ has grown up a lot.  I still have fond memories of him laying in the palm of my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SJkl1-_LLiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Kv1u29BEoRg/s1600-h/BW+daddy%27s+hand.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SJkl1-_LLiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Kv1u29BEoRg/s400/BW+daddy%27s+hand.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231254051538808354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously he has changed quite a bit, and I would never get him to sit still enough for that picture again.  He has taught me so much over the last year.   He is such a joy to watch develop, and I thank God everyday for blessing Anna and I with the pleasure of raising him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champ had an awesome poolside bash at Maw Maw and Paw Paw's house in Lafayette.  All had a good time, and we took the traditional pictures of him to record the event...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SJpgNse-D6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/yRvWqY9KTnU/s1600-h/IMG_0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SJpgNse-D6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/yRvWqY9KTnU/s400/IMG_0921.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231599705539874722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champ preparing to pounce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SLDcMp8AQxI/AAAAAAAAAI8/nFB-LmRFFtU/s1600-h/IMG_0934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SLDcMp8AQxI/AAAAAAAAAI8/nFB-LmRFFtU/s400/IMG_0934.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237928476605956882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champ with cake beard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SLDdV76whgI/AAAAAAAAAJE/bdt6E1EIBIM/s1600-h/IMG_0944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SLDdV76whgI/AAAAAAAAAJE/bdt6E1EIBIM/s400/IMG_0944.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237929735563019778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little guy enjoying his new birthday throne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SLDdWJXAfAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/DKB0YHTfVLk/s1600-h/IMG_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SLDdWJXAfAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/DKB0YHTfVLk/s400/IMG_0893.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237929739171167234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Champ!  I wanted to share some of these images with all of you who are in love with the Champ as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-4713357425720064137?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/4713357425720064137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=4713357425720064137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4713357425720064137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4713357425720064137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/08/wow-what-year.html' title='Wow, what a year!'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SJkl1-_LLiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Kv1u29BEoRg/s72-c/BW+daddy%27s+hand.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-8269746502234528408</id><published>2008-07-31T16:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T16:27:11.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>last minute courvilles</title><content type='html'>The Champ marked the big 1 year birthday! He turned 1 on Sunday and celebrated with family. The will be a further post that chronicles the details of his day and celebration, and this post will set the context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the printer at the envelopes...and I didn't get back to fight with it. I have to admit I attempt to keep some old-timey things going, such as send out invitations by mail. Well with Champ and the time crunch of life, this is becoming increasingly more difficult and impossible. Since the printer didn't work, I went more high tech and scanned the invitation, edited it in powerpoint and emailed it out...at the last minute. Well on Friday with the party planned for Saturday morning. A couple of computer glitches later, the invitees were actually able to see the invitation. This was to set the tone for my little man celebrating year 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SJIt0BAzNgI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BO1k4EG5ukw/s1600-h/invitation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229292488978806274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SJIt0BAzNgI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BO1k4EG5ukw/s400/invitation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other last minute Courville, would have to be Champ. He has been drinking water from a sippy cup on a regular basis, but he refused milk. With the doctor's visit last week, I asked him about the timing to take bottles away from Champ. He said now, at a year. He said cold turkey, he'll learn. It might take two weeks, but he will figure out that you are not giving in. As the great parents we are, we decided to wait for this transition until after his birthday and our return home. I guess Champ was listening. Saturday morning, with his blueberry pancakes, he drank milk from a cup. Not only drank, but chugged. From that moment forward, he has not touched a bottle. He quit cold turkey when he was ready. It shouldn't surprise me, but it does. He is more like Jeff and I on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has gotten simpler in ways. Jeff and I don't have to wash and sterilize the many pieces to bottles regularly. Champ eats completely from the school menu and no more formula to purchase. He is just getting more independent...I am just bracing myself for when he figures out the walking thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do leave the story incomplete...but pictures from the big day will soon be posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-8269746502234528408?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/8269746502234528408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=8269746502234528408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8269746502234528408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8269746502234528408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-minute-courvilles.html' title='last minute courvilles'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SJIt0BAzNgI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BO1k4EG5ukw/s72-c/invitation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-5765678177042864537</id><published>2008-07-23T14:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T14:32:29.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a mother's intuition...</title><content type='html'>and a great pediatrician. Champ has been battling a cold. Two of his previous colds have migrated to his chest causing coughing and slight wheezing. A week ago Monday, following a trip out of town, We brought Champ to the pediatrician to examine his cold. We had to see the doctor's partner as he was on vacation. I explained over the weekend he had seem to be breathing hard. She reassured me it was just a cold. Well it didn't get better just slightly worse. I was calling my mother to get her to explain the situation with my brother and his wheezing. Something didn't seem right.  I tried his inhaler which seemed to help, but we ran out of meds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we brought him back to his doctor. Jeff and I kindly refer the the doctor as the "baby whisperer." The whole time the doctor examined Champ, he sat perfectly still. He smiled and flirted and was amazed by the cord on the stethoscope. No fussing even when prodding his ears and throat. The doc explained that no wheezing is heard during his normal breathing, but babies have one problem. They don't quite understand or respond to "take a deep breath." So in order to make them breathe deep the doctor applied a little pressure to his chest to make him fully exhale and yep, there was the wheezing. He looked at Champ's chart and realizing his birthday was around the corner, promised him to be healthy for the big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explained to the doctor, my "mommy radar" was sensing something last week, but the other doctor had told me everything was alright. He said listen to your intuition, it was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I visit doctors the more I realize that the good ones are so valuable. I will always hug my loved ones and listen to my gut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-5765678177042864537?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/5765678177042864537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=5765678177042864537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5765678177042864537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5765678177042864537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/07/mothers-intuition.html' title='a mother&apos;s intuition...'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-165057009245064344</id><published>2008-07-08T09:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T09:58:45.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the dog ate my homework</title><content type='html'>Well not exactly, but the printer did. Recently I have begun planning a birthday party. Yes, Champ will be turning 1 in just a few weeks. As a parent I am feeling the responsibility to plan the great celebration of him. I know that this party is more for the adults than Champ himself, but I do not want his birthday party to "impact" him. By "impact" I mean, I don't want to overwhelm him, scare him or disturb his sleep patterns. This is a hard task with such a young child. So taking this all into account the planning has begun and is still some distance from being finalized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to start a party, what is needed...invitations. So I started looking for invitations and decided on one last weekend. Working full time and caring for an infant leaves few moments to do extra tasks, like printing invitations. Jeff, graciously, took Champ to the grocery store so that I could have some quiet time. After fighting with Word for an hour I was at the point of trial printing when the boys arrived home. My project went on hold until Champ fell asleep. After a great deal of time printing on paper cutouts to the dimension of the invitations and envelopes, everything was ready. One at a time I fed the envelopes into the printer...one good, two good, three good, four a little crinkled, five jam, six jam. Once the printer started jamming, the trouble shooting began that led to a ripped envelope. Jeff intervened when the Champion(my genes)temper roared in and I think some banging became involved. He took over printed a couple successfully then his jamming session began. Since then the printer and us have been in timeout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little things can be so frustrating. With limited time, I have only printed return address on a handful of invitations. So I am faced with the decision to attempt the invitations themselves, hand write everything or return to the store for more invitations. How do such simple things become such large productions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the party planning is ongoing, but currently at roadblock. When I have more time, I will again return to my struggle with the printer. So you see...the printer did eat my homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-165057009245064344?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/165057009245064344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=165057009245064344' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/165057009245064344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/165057009245064344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/07/dog-ate-my-homework.html' title='the dog ate my homework'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-3081484867077557830</id><published>2008-07-02T12:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:00:10.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He has turned around</title><content type='html'>Champ got a new car seat last week and yesterday we spun it to face forward. He now gets in the car willingly and greets a smile from the front seat with one of his own. It's a lot of fun. He even joins in the conversation with lively interjections. Our family commutes will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little man is quickly on the move now. He is standing whenever possible. Last night he even figure out how to open a cabinet with it's handle while standing. (The other hand was securely fastened to a shelf, stabilizing himself.) Well, as his good Cajun genes would dictate, the first thing he got a hold of was cayenne pepper. It was a new jar with lid tight, so he didn't yet get a taste. I told him, get into that and you will learn a serious lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff and I are doing well and actually enjoying working on a project together. It never ceases to amaze me how great of a team we make. Seven years on and not enough to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-3081484867077557830?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/3081484867077557830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=3081484867077557830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3081484867077557830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3081484867077557830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/07/he-has-turned-around.html' title='He has turned around'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-8894121284916854793</id><published>2008-06-22T20:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:24:10.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on the move</title><content type='html'>Champ has gone to sleep, however he didn't go down without a fight.  I finally got the chance to download the pictures from my camera so attached are some long overdue pictures of the little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night.  Friday night has become a bit of a ritual here.  With family so close, we have a standing Friday night visit.  This invitation is casual, at best, and involves drinking beer, eating dinner and usually watching whatever Bravo reality show we are following at the time.  A couple of weeks ago we were all having a relaxing end to the week and Champ as always was joining in the conversation over dinner.  Note: the attire was chosen to show his support for the baseball team, who was in the regional at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SF8Ge9DGhjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZFOHS6UWj_k/s1600-h/IMG_0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SF8Ge9DGhjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZFOHS6UWj_k/s400/IMG_0840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214894022371739186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following dinner we were cleaning up in the kitchen.  Champ was playing on the ground under our feet.  Up to this point, he could "worm" his way around on his belly, but if he got to his knees, he would just rock.  That night, with an audience, he started to shuffle his knees under him.  As the great parents that we are, we pulled out the camera and egged him on to keep trying the new moves.  Champ did learn to crawl and he hasn't slowed down since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SF8Gffaj3II/AAAAAAAAAIU/ufGlOKdVCso/s1600-h/IMG_0863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SF8Gffaj3II/AAAAAAAAAIU/ufGlOKdVCso/s400/IMG_0863.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214894031596936322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the night was so much work, he ended it as only he knew how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SF8GfhMct9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/-Rb2GQoFq3A/s1600-h/IMG_0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SF8GfhMct9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/-Rb2GQoFq3A/s400/IMG_0867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214894032074618834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has enjoyed the story of how the crawling began and the photos that accompany it.  We have had a relaxing weekend after working for the past 2 weeks straight (including the weekend). Now to get ready for the next one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-8894121284916854793?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/8894121284916854793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=8894121284916854793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8894121284916854793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8894121284916854793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-move.html' title='on the move'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SF8Ge9DGhjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ZFOHS6UWj_k/s72-c/IMG_0840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-419086175621097275</id><published>2008-06-19T09:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T09:22:28.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cooperation</title><content type='html'>"Cooperation" is a word that Champ, as a 10 month old, does not understand.  I have many great new pictures that I have the greatest of intentions to post, but when the little guy decides not to go to bed, my nights quickly disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is crawling proficiently now.  Last night he was even happily playing with canned goods on the floor of the kitchen, when I slipped into the den to complete a couple of things for work.  A few minutes later I guess he realized I wasn't there.  I heard him start to make noise.  I called to him and told him to come find me.  I continued to talk to him as I heard his hands slapping the ground.  Soon, a little head peered around the corner.  He smiled and crawled to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he grows, each development brings new challenges and eases.  He is mobile, so I have to watch him a bit closer, but he can now also move to what he wants.  This brings a new level of communication for him.  It is great getting to know him more each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I do promise pictures, but Champ will have to give me some time to do it.  Pray for sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-419086175621097275?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/419086175621097275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=419086175621097275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/419086175621097275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/419086175621097275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/06/cooperation.html' title='cooperation'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-1115454378427291133</id><published>2008-06-16T06:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T06:55:45.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God has a greater plan</title><content type='html'>While the title is always true, I discovered something new this weekend. Let me start at the beginning...According to my mother, I used to sing myself to sleep as an infant. Before I could walk or talk, I would sing. Well that love and talent for singing only grew as I did. One of my favorite activities as a child was to sing "Somewhere over the Rainbow" with my mother accompanying me on the piano. I would endlessly sing the songs of "The Little Mermaid," "Aladdin," "Oliver," and such. This all culminated in High School with Choir where I advanced into the Mixed Ensemble group. Following high school, my singing was mostly contained in the car and at Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the arrival of my first child, Champ has also become accustomed to my voice. In fact it was really funny one day. I put on the Dixie Chicks and was singing along. (I will in no way equate my vocal skills to those of Natalie Maines, but I can sing fairly loud.) Champ was rather intrigued as he glanced at me, then the speakers and back and forth trying to figure out how my voice came from both places. I appreciated what I took as a complement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on the the volume of my voice. I have now found the importance of it. It is the only thing that is louder than a child's full out, pitching-a-fit cry. Champ had one of those moments yesterday morning. He was a grump and got a bee in his bonnet and it only escalated from there. He was inconsolable. I was admittedly at a loss as what to do. So I took a cue from my brother-in-law. I have seen him subdue and calm his son by holding him firmly and rocking him. So I grabbed Champ and sat in the rocker in his room. It took me a minute to get him in a tight hold (the little bugger is strong). I laid my head back on the chair, closed my eyes and started with Amazing Grace. I got through about a verse and a half, before he first quieted to listened. Well I sung the only 3 verses I could remember over and over. He finally calmed then crashed. Little thing just slept in my arms. By that point it was something we both needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just so grateful for my singing talent. It will never be too much, but it can relax and calm my son when he needs it the most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-1115454378427291133?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/1115454378427291133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=1115454378427291133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1115454378427291133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1115454378427291133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/06/god-has-greater-plan.html' title='God has a greater plan'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-359878091396658998</id><published>2008-06-04T08:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T08:28:06.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a sense of normalcy</title><content type='html'>For the time being, life has quieted. Jeff and I have been enjoying a routine, for a bit, getting consistent about working out and spending time with the Champ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday morning, Jeff and I did our first brick work out of 2008. (A brick work out is an endurance work out of more than one activity.) We went to Memorial park, cycled for 30 min then ran for an hour. The short ride was my doing as my and my bike's saddle are not yet in sync with each other. So when the pain got intense I bargained Jeff into a shorter ride and a longer run. Little did I know that the run would develop into a challenge and we finished 6 miles in just under a 9 min/mile pace. I never time myself, so I was proud that I could maintain that pace for so long. Thanks to Ana for watching Champ and allowing us some time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we finished the weekend in the best way possible, in the pool. Champ happily floated in his new ring, while the rest of us enjoyed a little sun and alcohol. Champ continues to love the water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-359878091396658998?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/359878091396658998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=359878091396658998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/359878091396658998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/359878091396658998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/06/sense-of-normalcy.html' title='a sense of normalcy'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-1261572026958093437</id><published>2008-05-28T08:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:08:40.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yoga update</title><content type='html'>Previously I mentioned that my New Year resolution was to start Yoga as a means to increase my flexibility.  My goal was to be able to bend over and place my hands flat on the ground. I did it.  In under half a year, I have gone from barely touching my toes, to placing my hands flat on the ground!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must give credit to my inspirations...my flexible son and (of all things) dancing with the stars.  I enjoy watching athletic individuals who can move their bodies as they wish.  So I still have a long way to go before I will crown myself "flexible", but it is very nice to see progress.  Now, I have to set a new goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those curious about Yoga...I enjoy the challenge of strength, flexibility and balance all in one.  It can not replace either weight training or cardio, but it is a really nice addition.  My type A personality has not really taken to the meditation, relaxation and personal motivation.  I do peak around the room and compare my skill to those around me.  Only I can contort yoga into a competition. It's sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In leaving, I like sweet pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-1261572026958093437?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/1261572026958093437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=1261572026958093437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1261572026958093437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1261572026958093437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/05/yoga-update.html' title='yoga update'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-1756215609775600980</id><published>2008-05-27T15:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T15:25:45.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 months</title><content type='html'>Well, the Champ has been in this world 10 months today.  Time has flown faster than I could have ever expected it to.  He is much more like a toddler now than the infant that I first held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a nice Memorial Day weekend.  We all went out for a couple of runs and hosted a small bar-b-que last night.  Champ is compliant when outside or surrounded by people.  It is amazing to watch a child light up arround others and jabber on for hours as if we all knew of the tales he was sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a wonderful Memorial Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, can I have a taste...please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SDxt7cHVMnI/AAAAAAAAAIE/S1sKxckd9LE/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+Weekend+2008+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SDxt7cHVMnI/AAAAAAAAAIE/S1sKxckd9LE/s400/Memorial+Day+Weekend+2008+090.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205156137260102258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-1756215609775600980?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/1756215609775600980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=1756215609775600980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1756215609775600980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1756215609775600980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/05/10-months.html' title='10 months'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SDxt7cHVMnI/AAAAAAAAAIE/S1sKxckd9LE/s72-c/Memorial+Day+Weekend+2008+090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-6571873458446473809</id><published>2008-05-22T20:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T21:29:28.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so easy; so hard</title><content type='html'>Well today has been interesting as a parent.  Everyday is different and always something new to be learned.  On the way home from work and school, I was watching Champ in the back seat.  He was calmly picking the foam from his car seat and eating it.  Jeff pulled over and we had to dig the foam out of his cheeks.  Who knew car seat stuffing could taste so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight though, at dinner, I pull out a sippy cup and he starts fussing as I try to give it to him,  As the night wears on we have tried 2 different types of sippy cups, with and without valves and no success.  Just back-arching, screaming disapproval.  Champ seams to have inherited the hard head.  No great surprise as that comes from admittedly both sides of the gene pool.  He is nearly 10 months old and not really crawling and still drinking from a bottle.  Just like his birth, we are all on his time and he is not in any hurry.  I should have known that pre-birth I was learning who he was.  I just don't know what joy lies ahead.  All I can say is I am not looking forward to potty training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My child is a charmer, though.  He has the most amazing blue eyes with lashes that seem to go on forever.  He knows how to use them too.  As I mentioned, last weekend we were in Lafayette visiting family.  Below are some of the pictures from the weekend.  We had an amazing time, thank you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SDYhQsHVMiI/AAAAAAAAAHc/eqATIgUItlg/s1600-h/IMG_0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SDYhQsHVMiI/AAAAAAAAAHc/eqATIgUItlg/s400/IMG_0701.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203382990076719650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SDYlt8HVMjI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZfvjcpFOe9k/s1600-h/IMG_0702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SDYlt8HVMjI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZfvjcpFOe9k/s400/IMG_0702.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203387890634404402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SDYluMHVMkI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XWReL4gSm94/s1600-h/IMG_0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SDYluMHVMkI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XWReL4gSm94/s400/IMG_0708.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203387894929371714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SDYnz8HVMlI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HgI024NgpnY/s1600-h/IMG_0709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SDYnz8HVMlI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HgI024NgpnY/s400/IMG_0709.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203390192736875090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SDYn0MHVMmI/AAAAAAAAAH8/NBgmCBFSEH8/s1600-h/IMG_0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SDYn0MHVMmI/AAAAAAAAAH8/NBgmCBFSEH8/s400/IMG_0785.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203390197031842402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-6571873458446473809?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/6571873458446473809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=6571873458446473809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/6571873458446473809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/6571873458446473809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-easy-so-hard.html' title='so easy; so hard'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SDYhQsHVMiI/AAAAAAAAAHc/eqATIgUItlg/s72-c/IMG_0701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-9177187196217800801</id><published>2008-05-19T14:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T14:05:46.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>safe journey</title><content type='html'>We made the trip from Lafayette to Houston without incident and Champ behaved quite well.  Just know we had a great weekend and will post soon with more details and images.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-9177187196217800801?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/9177187196217800801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=9177187196217800801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/9177187196217800801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/9177187196217800801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/05/safe-journey.html' title='safe journey'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-3101876471583787656</id><published>2008-05-14T16:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T17:10:07.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a long day</title><content type='html'>Champ has come down with the crud again.  Jeff and I are convinced the last round of crud never quite healed so this time it flared up with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vengeance&lt;/span&gt;.  No one in the house slept well last night and the only redeeming thing was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dr's&lt;/span&gt; appointment at 9:15.  We arrived early and got in right away.  The doctor said he was quite congested, but not too infected (bacteria).  She decided to treat this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;aggressively&lt;/span&gt;, which I appreciated.  That meant a breathing treatment, shot and lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt;.  At the end of the appointment he fell asleep in my arms.  He slept as we checked out, loaded in the car and even dropped his prescriptions off.  He continued to sleep long enough to let me eat lunch.  He hasn't slept like that since he was a newborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we have had a long day as Champ has been understandably grumpy.  Now he is on the mend and this time I am not sick with him.  This evening we will pack and head to LA tomorrow morning.  We are really looking forward to the get-away and lots of visiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-3101876471583787656?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/3101876471583787656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=3101876471583787656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3101876471583787656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3101876471583787656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/05/long-day.html' title='a long day'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-2011814555619558283</id><published>2008-05-12T11:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T11:32:00.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fantastic weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend was wonderful. It was my first mother's day and Champ made me a card, gave me an azalea in a pot with his hand prints and the such. We all had a nice time and took care of many errands that needed attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One important errand, Champ got his first pair of shoes...the new kicks, a blue pair of sandals. He apparently has inherited the small Champion foot as he is just in a size 2 shoe, smallest made. The sales girl was amazed his foot was so small given his size and age. He investigated them thoroughly and had fun kicking the seat in the car with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A highlight, though, was his first really swim. We went to his Aunt and Uncle's and took a nice swim Saturday evening. Champ has an amazing endurance for splashing. The fun wore him out and I would like to share the result with all. Thanks, dad, for the faux hawk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SChweRM_UqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/AKwcF81dk0s/s1600-h/IMG_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199529435115508386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SChweRM_UqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/AKwcF81dk0s/s400/IMG_0360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-2011814555619558283?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/2011814555619558283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=2011814555619558283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/2011814555619558283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/2011814555619558283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/05/fantastic-weekend.html' title='fantastic weekend'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SChweRM_UqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/AKwcF81dk0s/s72-c/IMG_0360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-3842156252436077268</id><published>2008-05-08T09:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:30:06.824-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lots happening and the week still going</title><content type='html'>This week has been packed with lots of goings on and its still not finished yet.  This weekend we had a wonderful visit from Carrie.  She and I did some shopping and just great visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, I had a check-up with my nuerologist, and for all of those worried, I am fine.  Everything is back to post Champ status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, Jeff and I worked from home and attended OTC.  That is the Offshore Technology Conference.  I have attended the show a couple of times over the years and it was clear what $100 oil brings.  The booths were larger and brighter than I remember.  The conference decends on the Relient center and fills the Exhibit hall, the Arena and the outdoor areas in between.  We walked and talked for hours and didn't see everything.  The oil industry has come along way, but there was alcohol and scanitlly clad women.  I even saw a lamborgini being raffled off or something.  The weather was nice, but the parking was terrible.  Houston doesn't do traffic control well.  Jeff and I were debating if it would have been quicker just to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since OTC was in full swing, Big Jake (Jeff's dad) was here working.  We had a great visit and Champ charmed his MawMaw and PawPaw.  We gave lots of hugs and kisses goodbuy as we all departed our separate ways this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Champ's recent visits with both sets of grandparents, I am just waiting to see if either of them are going to try and sneak him away in their luggage.  He is adorable.  No crawling yet just some backward worming.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that has been the busy week in a nut shell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-3842156252436077268?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/3842156252436077268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=3842156252436077268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3842156252436077268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3842156252436077268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/05/lots-happening-and-week-still-going.html' title='lots happening and the week still going'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-6241186946361318387</id><published>2008-05-01T11:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T11:49:48.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new things</title><content type='html'>As Champ has been placing everyhting in his mouth, I stuck my finger in there to see how the 2 teeth were progressing.  To my surprise, tooth #3 has cut the gum.  It is a lower tooth next to the two already sprouted.  I just hope they keep arriving at a steady pace because he loves to eat, and teeth will help that a great deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is haveing a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;Anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-6241186946361318387?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/6241186946361318387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=6241186946361318387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/6241186946361318387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/6241186946361318387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-things.html' title='new things'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-4025841400933647057</id><published>2008-04-29T15:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T15:55:10.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tour de louisiana</title><content type='html'>So a post is overdue, especially given recent events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tour de Louisiana: Last weekend Jeff and I had work associated events that had us in Houma and New Orleans. We decided to make a trip of it. It all started with great plans...but all should know what happens to the greatest of plans. Jeff traveled to Fouchon for a day trip on Friday. I was going to keep Champ and get us ready for the trip. Well Champ passed a sinus infection to me. I was at the ENT's first thing Friday. Antibiotics are wonderful, but they didn't help me quite fast enough. Champ decided to be particularly cranky and the day went downhill from there. As a visual the afternoon was Champ attempting to crawl on the floor of the den clad only in a diaper. Anyone who knows me, knows that my child clothed in just a diaper is not a good situation. Jeff's work threatened to keep him late, but I warned him that this was not the day for him to be late. Many thanks to Ana and Christopher who came over for our Friday dinner. They cooked a wonderful warm meal that would not have been possible without their help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we were supposed to head to LA early, but the morning dwindled to afternoon and a 2:30 start was all we could put together. We arrived in BR for a quick meal, some rest then on to Houma Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive to Houma was fun. We were able to travel down LA 1 through many small towns. It was so quaint and made both our hearts yearn for the LA culture we were both raised in. That Sunday morning we passed lots of small towns each with a Catholic Church, some with filled parking lots after a recently concluded Mass. Houma was mostly work, so not too notable. Only one funny story... Sunday evening the meeting attendees split for dinner. We mercilessly picked on the group that chose Outback. Really, who travels to the heart of Louisiana to eat Steak from a chain restaurant? Not us...we ate seafood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday we ventured to NOLA. We just had one quick night, but we stayed in the W. It turned out to be a very smart move. President Bush was in town for a NAFTA summit. All the roads were barricaded. We ditched the car with the hotel valet. We only had one thing on our minds reservations at Restaurant August. For the many who don't know what that means. August is owned by John Besh. John Besh is a Louisiana native getting lots of publication for being one the best chefs in the nation. Just to give an idea of his popularity...since the beginning of the year he has been featured in every magazine I receive...Food and Wine, Cookie, and Better Homes and Gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant was just across the street, but thanks to W, we had to pass though the state police to get there. The restaurant had to verify we had reservations, then we had to walk past a line of national Guard transport vehicles to get there. I didn't expect that scenery, but its NOLA. The restaurant is fine dining and it didn't disappoint. We even were stated with an amuse bouche and thanks to all my Top Chef watching, I knew what that was. All of the food was local. I tasted my first foam and caviar. I highly recommend the experience to anyone planning a trip in that direction...hopefully you won't need to get through the popo to make your reservation, but if you do, it is worth it. Jeff and I had a truly memorable night and I can't wait for the next excuse to visit NOLA again. (Sorry Champ, you won't be invited anytime soon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday we finished up our work and headed to BR. We picked up the little guy from his Honey who didn't really want to let him go. She told us how much she spoiled him. We really appreciated Honey and BudMan watching the little guy for us. It's amazing with kids, how you enjoy the time without them, but miss them the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another post to come with last weekend's events, but this will have to suffice for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champ with Cherie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SBeJooBdGoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KL_eILN6GgE/s1600-h/Champ+and+Gloria+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SBeJooBdGoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KL_eILN6GgE/s400/Champ+and+Gloria+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194772026226449026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-4025841400933647057?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/4025841400933647057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=4025841400933647057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4025841400933647057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4025841400933647057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/04/tour-de-louisiana.html' title='tour de louisiana'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/SBeJooBdGoI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KL_eILN6GgE/s72-c/Champ+and+Gloria+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-1707533789560777025</id><published>2008-04-23T12:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T12:57:54.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stay tuned</title><content type='html'>Jeff, Champ and I returned home safe and sound.  I think we all enjoyed sleeping in our beds last night.  In short our tour de louisiana was great and filled with some facinating stories.  A longer post is planned, but as fate had it I returned to work to face an accelerated project schedule.  Must run now, but I promise to write soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-1707533789560777025?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/1707533789560777025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=1707533789560777025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1707533789560777025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1707533789560777025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/04/stay-tuned.html' title='stay tuned'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-3805255843101343662</id><published>2008-04-05T21:10:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T21:00:16.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We are on the mend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;From the last post, you probably got that we were a bit under the weather. We are all feeling much better now, especially Anna. Champ and I just felt a little cruddy, but she was taking the brunt of whatever that was... She has now been able to eat and venture off the couch (feeling much better).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have historically been very resistant to getting sick. However Champ has shown me yet another joy of children - smiles, laughter, snuggling up to your shoulder when he's tired, and managing to get his cold germs transfered to you with miraculous efficiency. Although, I'm sure we all did the same for our parents at his age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have included some pictures from his 8 month birthday night that I have been trying to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a bath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R_l9vTp2KhI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9shSzhhFQ4U/s1600-h/IMG_0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186314697576950290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R_l9vTp2KhI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9shSzhhFQ4U/s400/IMG_0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he got to walk around outside on my shoulders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R_l-Szp2KiI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GasjN6nUzfI/s1600-h/IMG_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186315307462306338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R_l-Szp2KiI/AAAAAAAAAG8/GasjN6nUzfI/s400/IMG_0652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after some wind I realized he has my hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R_l_gDp2KjI/AAAAAAAAAHE/uPTKVpZMbSU/s1600-h/IMG_0654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186316634607200818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R_l_gDp2KjI/AAAAAAAAAHE/uPTKVpZMbSU/s400/IMG_0654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continues to be a great kid with a mellow personality.  Hope all are doing well. - jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-3805255843101343662?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/3805255843101343662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=3805255843101343662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3805255843101343662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3805255843101343662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-are-on-mend.html' title='We are on the mend...'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R_l9vTp2KhI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9shSzhhFQ4U/s72-c/IMG_0642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-4798118740728020189</id><published>2008-04-04T18:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T18:31:20.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a milestone</title><content type='html'>Well today has been a bit of a dreary day.  It all started very early this morning when i woke up with a stomach bug.  I have spent most of the day curled up on the couch.  Today is not a bad day for that as a front is moving through town and it is rainy outside.  Jeff has been a saint taking care of the Champ,,,if you hadn't guessed, I really love him. But on to more important things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champ today did a typically Champ thing, he grabbed a hold of my finger and shoved in into his mouth.  Normally it's just a gum gnawing, but today...it hurt.  Champ has sprouted his first tooth.  It is a lower tooth on the right side.  My little one is growing up.  I have to say this is a very good thing.  He has been teething for quite a while with no success.  The other main problem is he loves to eat.  His diversity in eating has been stymied by his lack of teeth.  Until now he could only manage things he could mash with his toothless gums.  Teeth will help that process greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post a picture in a little while when his teeth are visible.  For now it is just a hard white bump I can see when he sits still and lets me look in his mouth, which is not often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-4798118740728020189?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/4798118740728020189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=4798118740728020189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4798118740728020189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4798118740728020189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/04/milestone.html' title='a milestone'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-7978574217775829729</id><published>2008-03-17T20:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:16:54.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the luck of the irish</title><content type='html'>well...give me a rainbow, a pot o'gold and call me lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R98k5aT9YWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-23CZGcxU4c/s1600-h/IMG_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R98k5aT9YWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-23CZGcxU4c/s320/IMG_0617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178898665233539426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy St. Patrick's to all! (and happy birthday to mawmaw!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been an eventful weekend...asian fish market, boiled crawfish with an ear infection for added memories.  Jeff needs to elaborate on the first couple as only he could do them justice.  We did find live crawfish in Houston and Jeff, with his new rig, treated us all to a great dinner.  We had a couple of couples over for an evening that for a moment allowed us all to feel like we were back in the great state of louisiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champ had the return of his ear infection, but visited the doctor this morning and the antibiotics are already working their magic.  He is having a bit of a rough time, though.  He has his poor ear infection, but he is also teething and he is outgrowing his pacifier.  He is making it through and my little chunk weighed in today at 17 lbs 10 oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R98k56T9YXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/J6pdoV5pK4I/s1600-h/IMG_0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R98k56T9YXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/J6pdoV5pK4I/s320/IMG_0592.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178898673823474034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-7978574217775829729?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/7978574217775829729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=7978574217775829729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/7978574217775829729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/7978574217775829729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/03/luck-of-irish.html' title='the luck of the irish'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R98k5aT9YWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-23CZGcxU4c/s72-c/IMG_0617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-2948856142590437458</id><published>2008-03-14T13:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T13:59:56.904-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a view from a tall window</title><content type='html'>Today is a beautiful day; however I watch it from a high window overlooking the congested Katy Freeway. Yes, it is 1:30 and traffic is not moving...typical. I don't want to hear anyone from a small town complain of traffic, when from where I sit, I am 20 miles from the center of town and a 6 lane freeway is crawling at 1:30 on a Friday. I have given up complaining, traffic just is. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On to my original point, the weather is amazing and the minutes don't pass quick enough until I can escape to the outdoors and feel the sun and smell the un-airconditioned air. I will take a good, long run and enjoy every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have started again on a new mission this week, flexibility. After watching a 7 month old do all sorts of contortionist movements with his limber body, I am jealous. I don't know if I can regain that flexibility, but I want to be able to bend over and comfortably place my hands on the ground. So I have attended 3 yoga classes this week. I have found yoga to be the perfect lunch workout...get away from a monitor, clear my mind, and not break a sweat. I guess I will see if this hard work pays off. I have a long way to go, one instructor even offered to show me additional stretches after class next week. I need lots of work. All I can say is keep posted, I will either be singing the praises of yoga or I'll have to find something else to get my range of motion back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I am sure everyone is looking for...updated pictures of the Champ. He is doing really well: sitting up well on his own, sleeping without a pacifier, and eating like...well his father. He has yet to meet a fruit or vegetable that he doesn't like and he can still drain a bottle at will. He is growing more adorable day by day and charming everyone along the way. Jeff was commenting that he was glad Champ got his sleeping aptitude, and I replied there is not much of me in that child. There isn't...he got my last name, but I think the similarities end there. But I will never complain. I adore my husband I an couldn't have wished my son to turn out any differently. So here is the little, but not so little guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177673092020658514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R9rKPqT9YVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/sx1aNod-N5Q/s200/IMG_0404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177672344696348962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R9rJkKT9YSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-Z2phzNLD-U/s200/IMG_0398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture below is included to show the resemblance of Champ to his Paw Paw...raising this little one will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177672374761120066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R9rJl6T9YUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/86VSNo5f1M0/s200/IMG_0412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone the best Friday possible, please go and enjoy some of this beautiful weather as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-2948856142590437458?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/2948856142590437458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=2948856142590437458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/2948856142590437458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/2948856142590437458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/03/view-from-tall-window.html' title='a view from a tall window'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R9rKPqT9YVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/sx1aNod-N5Q/s72-c/IMG_0404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-9097291348302592108</id><published>2008-02-22T10:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T13:28:22.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry for the wait</title><content type='html'>I would like to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;apologize&lt;/span&gt; to everyone for our lack of consistency with new blog postings.  We have all been quite busy in the new year adjusting to our new schedules, then I was having to chase problems with the blog and the list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thing have been changing as Champ gets older.  He is just starting to eat real food, sit-up and even giggle when Jeff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;zerberts&lt;/span&gt; his stomach just the right way.  Each of these developments carries stories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food:  Well, Champ has taken a true interest in food recently.  If you are eating in his presence you must endure his eyeing of every morsel you place in your mouth. Yesterday as I picked him up from school, one of his teachers stopped me and said Champ growled at me today.  Puzzled, I asked what happened.  She went on and said she was snacking on some gold fish and Champ was watching very intently.  She told him, Champ you are not quite old enough for goldfish, yet.  Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; not happy with the response, he growled a reply.  Today he ate a very southern lunch of green beans and rice.  I was impressed when after eating his bib was as clean as when we started.  He didn't miss a drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting-up:  Champ has just started to sit-up well...but still has some instability.  It is very funny to pull him up to a sitting position.  When he realizes he is sitting up, he smiles as if he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; proud of himself.  However we must watch closely for he quickly gets distracted, reaches just a little to far for something or just forgets he is sitting up.  Then, he tumbles.  Padding and a watchful eye are critical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giggling:  Within the last couple of weeks, Champ has just begun to giggle.  Just as he should be winding down for sleep, Jeff gets him smiling by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;zerberting&lt;/span&gt; his tummy.  He quickly figured out that Champ has some tickle spots right in his ribs.  Champ almost seems like he is holding back his laugh as hard as he can but sometimes it just slips out.  It's precious and great to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are all enjoying a Friday home together.  Jeff has been taking some recent pictures and I will leave it to him to post them soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love to everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-9097291348302592108?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/9097291348302592108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=9097291348302592108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/9097291348302592108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/9097291348302592108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/02/sorry-for-wait.html' title='sorry for the wait'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-646554978920171140</id><published>2008-02-11T15:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T16:01:07.532-06:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months and again...</title><content type='html'>Three shots. Champ visited Dr. Alley today and received a clean bill of health. For 6 months he is 26 in tall (45%), 16 lbs 10 oz (30%) and a round head of 17 in (45%). So he is proving to be consistent in his growth. He also received all of his immunizations remarkably well. He only cried for only a few moments and didn't need anything but some comfort from his Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is now entertainind himself with some Mardi Gras beads from Honey and letting us get a little work finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick thank you to all of my family as well. It was wonderful to see everyone this weekend and appreciate everyone travelling to visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-646554978920171140?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/646554978920171140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=646554978920171140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/646554978920171140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/646554978920171140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/02/6-months-and-again.html' title='6 months and again...'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-8642239355412437463</id><published>2008-01-08T10:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T10:34:23.937-06:00</updated><title type='text'>and the champagne flowed...</title><content type='html'>Yes, we arrived to work late today after celebrating a spectacular LSU National Championship.  Yesterday was my first full day of work after returning from maternity leave and there is no better way to celebrate that than with friends at a football game.  I am always greatful and proud to be from Louisiana, but glowing national victories last night always put a little more swagger in my step.  I am enjoying the floating feeling for the time.  I love the Tigers and it is so wonderful to see all those boys enjoying their hardwork paying off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-8642239355412437463?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/8642239355412437463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=8642239355412437463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8642239355412437463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8642239355412437463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-champagne-flowed.html' title='and the champagne flowed...'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-3242637325128250823</id><published>2007-12-29T08:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T08:52:51.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>day of reckoning</title><content type='html'>Many years ago, I bought a sports car with the notion that I would sell it when I had children.  Although I thought children would enter my life sooner than now, I am still having a bit of remorse to move to a more practical car.  Yesterday we bought our city/commuter/family car...so today the sports car will be sold.  I will usher in this new chapter of my life in my new Honda Element.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, Christmas was wonderful with all of our family.  We couldn't be more blessed.  I will be posting pictures soon, stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-3242637325128250823?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/3242637325128250823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=3242637325128250823' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3242637325128250823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3242637325128250823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/12/day-of-reckoning.html' title='day of reckoning'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-7064474011854927429</id><published>2007-12-20T12:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T13:05:41.223-06:00</updated><title type='text'>as i promised</title><content type='html'>So Champ is getting big. Yesterday we met with his teacher for school.  I feel very blessed.  Champ was extremely comfortable in her arms and the room seemed so organized and in control.  That really amazed me considering there are 16 infants under the age of 9 months.  He will start attending school after the first of the year.  I will take pictures of his first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also mentioned that Jeff and I went to San Fran.  Jeff's best man Brian finally married his long time girlfriend Sarah.  The wedding was small as many had to travel cross country to attend.  That made it very intimate.  The were married outdoors on a jetty into the Bay on the northern side of San Francisco.  The backdrop to the wedding was the Golden Gate bridge. The wedding was breath taking.  Our entire trip we had amazing weather, clear blue skies with chilly temperatures.  We visited with friends, toured the MOMA of SF and ate dim sum in China Town.  It was a great trip. All of this was possible thanks to MawMaw and PawPaw who took great care of Champ. They all seemed to enjoy the weekend as much as Jeff and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been enjoying my last few quiet days at home with Champ. I can't believe how quickly the time has flown by.  We have both enjoyed our time home together.  During this time, I think Champ has taught me more that I have taught him.  It will always be a time I will remember and cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few recent pictures for everyone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning mom...this is how my days start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R2q61IUhpJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jOv4aP0gRD4/s1600-h/IMG_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R2q61IUhpJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jOv4aP0gRD4/s320/IMG_0284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146130946153620626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R2q62oUhpKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/n6rSyzUK000/s1600-h/IMG_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R2q62oUhpKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/n6rSyzUK000/s320/IMG_0290.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146130971923424418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Santa is on his way I wanted to show everyone that it is the simplest things in life that keep me entertained, an energy bar wrapper and my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R2q64oUhpLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FQ6EYiWehFw/s1600-h/IMG_0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R2q64oUhpLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FQ6EYiWehFw/s320/IMG_0293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146131006283162802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R2q654UhpMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uAWqAI3qvBc/s1600-h/IMG_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R2q654UhpMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uAWqAI3qvBc/s320/IMG_0297.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146131027757999298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-7064474011854927429?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/7064474011854927429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=7064474011854927429' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/7064474011854927429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/7064474011854927429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/12/as-i-promised.html' title='as i promised'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/R2q61IUhpJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jOv4aP0gRD4/s72-c/IMG_0284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-3974865787265535736</id><published>2007-12-19T15:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T15:48:19.308-06:00</updated><title type='text'>please stay tuned</title><content type='html'>Jeff and I truely appologize for our deficiency in updating the blog. As with everyone else the holidays are keeping us running. We travled to LA for Thanksgiving and plan to return for Christmas. In between we took a get-away without Champ to San Francisco. I will further elaborate on all of these stories and post some more recent pictures.  Please bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also going on arround here is I found out my next job assignment (it took a special waiver to get) and we introduced Champ to his school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things here will only get more crazy after the new year with me returning to work. As I stated earlier I will be posting pictures soon, stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-3974865787265535736?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/3974865787265535736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=3974865787265535736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3974865787265535736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3974865787265535736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/12/please-stay-tuned.html' title='please stay tuned'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-7650484537684733375</id><published>2007-11-10T10:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T18:17:26.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>grandma's are great</title><content type='html'>This weekend my mother came for a visit.  She is getting to see the changes in Champ as he grows.  One of the reasons I think gradmothers are terrific is that they lend an extra set of hands.  This morning she provided me with the privilige to go for a run.  I think this is the first solo run I have had since Champ has arrived.  Until now either Jeff, Champ or both have accompanied me.  Well I took the freedom and pressed my endurance to the limit.  I finished my run fairly quickly and it felt fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a separate note, I don't know what all the hoopla is about the woman winning the NY marathon 9 months after giving birth.  I ran and did hours on the stairmaster through my pregnancy.  It is very do-able.  I was also quite surprised how quickly I returned to my pre-pregnancy fitness.  I am very proud to be a woman that is pushing stereotypes and accomplishing things people don't think are possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-7650484537684733375?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/7650484537684733375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=7650484537684733375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/7650484537684733375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/7650484537684733375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/11/gradmas-are-great.html' title='grandma&apos;s are great'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-8944467862295334063</id><published>2007-11-08T13:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T13:14:09.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the magic always works</title><content type='html'>The other morning, I had Champ next to me on the couch.  Since it was a little chilly, I used an available blanket to warm him.  Well, the nearest blanket happened to be our LSU throw.  When I covered him he was playing, but as I looked back a few moments later he was out.  Champ helped to prove a very important point, that no one can resist the combination of the couch and the LSU blanket.  I myself have succumb to a number of naps with this lethal combination and it appears that I have passed those genes onto my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RzNe-vxUknI/AAAAAAAAAE0/A0CohN-JnQY/s1600-h/IMG_0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RzNe-vxUknI/AAAAAAAAAE0/A0CohN-JnQY/s320/IMG_0189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130548832573362802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below in a post for Champ's nanny.  She was so kind to send him a teether for Halloween.  As all can see below, he is already enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RzNe_PxUkoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HhaCOOLaelM/s1600-h/IMG_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RzNe_PxUkoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HhaCOOLaelM/s320/IMG_0191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130548841163297410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-8944467862295334063?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/8944467862295334063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=8944467862295334063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8944467862295334063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8944467862295334063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/11/magic-always-works.html' title='the magic always works'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RzNe-vxUknI/AAAAAAAAAE0/A0CohN-JnQY/s72-c/IMG_0189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-5207729935797287950</id><published>2007-10-31T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T19:37:34.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>boo, i mean kick-off or happy halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RykZhob4ZrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/N1R5ift6u0s/s1600-h/IMG_0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RykZhob4ZrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/N1R5ift6u0s/s320/IMG_0187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127657716318758578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champ wanted to wish all our family and friends a Happy Halloweeeeeeeeeeen!  Because of his early infatuation with LSU football, he has been begging us to be a football for Halloween.  As luck would have it his torso is almost exactly the same size as a regulation football.  So for all you engineers reading, yes he is to scale!  It has been a quiet trick or treating night in our neighborhood.  We had one trick or treater so far (our next door neighbor), but she was a cute little devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RykZ0Yb4ZsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/aIaDdawnemI/s1600-h/IMG_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RykZ0Yb4ZsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/aIaDdawnemI/s320/IMG_0183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127658038441305794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were playing on the sofa this evening but now Champ has crashed after his long day.  He was so excited about Halloween that he didn't want to take a nap so he inevitably peeked a bit early.  I guess he will learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jeff &amp; anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-5207729935797287950?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/5207729935797287950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=5207729935797287950' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5207729935797287950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5207729935797287950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/10/boo-i-mean-kick-off-or-happy-halloween.html' title='boo, i mean kick-off or happy halloween'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RykZhob4ZrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/N1R5ift6u0s/s72-c/IMG_0187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-4673855817061287781</id><published>2007-10-30T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T21:36:05.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>still enjoying the weather</title><content type='html'>Champ enjoyed two runs today!  Anna took him out this morning, and I watched him this evening while Anna took care of some things.  The weather is still awesome, so Champ and I decided to go for a run.  I felt good today and kept a much faster pace than planned.  I could see in Champ's eyes after the run that he was a bit surprised by his old man too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RyflnYb4ZpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/m4Jnbqv_loU/s1600-h/IMG_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RyflnYb4ZpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/m4Jnbqv_loU/s320/IMG_0176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127319165521651346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our route around Rice offers lots of rabbits on the trail to chase (especially this time of year).  It has been exceptionally good weather for outdoor activities.  After our run, Champ proceeded to his usual knawing of the hand while considering washing it down with some gatorade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Ryfmkob4ZqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/_-hVoW6yUR0/s1600-h/IMG_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Ryfmkob4ZqI/AAAAAAAAAEc/_-hVoW6yUR0/s320/IMG_0173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127320217788638882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna and I are catching ourselves falling into the stereotype of new parents lately.  Mainly by talking about Champ a lot!  It has been hard to resist because he is at such a cute time now.  He is getting more and more interactive and showing off lots of personality.  Oh well, I think it's been good that he is shaking up our routine a bit.&lt;br /&gt;-jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-4673855817061287781?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/4673855817061287781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=4673855817061287781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4673855817061287781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4673855817061287781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/10/still-enjoying-weather.html' title='still enjoying the weather'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RyflnYb4ZpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/m4Jnbqv_loU/s72-c/IMG_0176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-9182039013400925849</id><published>2007-10-25T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T11:42:52.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing weather...here at last</title><content type='html'>Fall has finally arrived in Houston and the weather is no longer in the 90's.  We are enjoying highs in the 70's with blue bird skies.  This post will be a bit miscellaneous since I want to discuss many things that have been going on since I last logged in.  Having a little one I have found it difficult to post as he demands a great deal of attention and I am using some of his precious nap time to do necessary things like shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this week, just following the passing of our first real cold front Champ and I took the opportunity to enjoy the weather.  We went for a run, the first cold run of the year.  I found something new in myself as we prepared for the run...I am an overprotective mom.  Not knowing how chilly he might be in the stroller, I bundled him well.  The weather was fantastic and we both enjoyed ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RyIXlob4ZoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zGx9viMU1UA/s1600-h/IMG_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RyIXlob4ZoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zGx9viMU1UA/s320/IMG_0167.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125685261178005122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we again made the journey to LA to visit the grandparents and see LSU play Auburn.  Yes, the game did make it worth the trip.  For any who might have missed it, Death Valley erupted when Byrd caught a pass from Flynn in the endzone to win with 1, yes 1 second remaining on the clock.  We had a great time at the game and my father and brother hosted a wonderful tailgate.  All this was possible due to my mother, who helped prepare the tailgate and gave up her ticket to the game to babysit.  Thank you very much.  So Champ, Honey, and Mimi rooted the Tigers on from the home front.  I also understand that Mimi started tutoring the latest generation in Spanish. I hope that Champ picks it up for in Texas it will be quite useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next topic added to the pleasure of the weekend as well.  Champ has begun sleeping more consistently through the night.  Following our early morning return from the football game he gave us 5 hours of sleep much to our surprise.  At home the trend is continuing as this morning the little bum didn't wake up until 8 o'clock.  I have to admit, I kept checking to make sure he was breathing.  I think my body is a bit shocked with the new sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to Baton Rouge, we also made a stop in Lafayette.  Champ never left his MawMaw's attention.  She is spoiling him already.  Upon our arrival she gave him a personalized Halloween trick-or-treat bag fashioned after ol' Mike the Tiger himself.  He will not quite be able to carry it this year, but I am certain it will get well worn with the years to come.  I don't have to write all this out, as you can see by the attached pictures from Lafayette, this child is certainly loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RyE8wob4ZnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WHvBTMcrtfM/s1600-h/IMG_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RyE8wob4ZnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WHvBTMcrtfM/s320/IMG_0158.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125444657110083186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RyE8a4b4ZmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/_jBYQHR3-Y0/s1600-h/IMG_0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RyE8a4b4ZmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/_jBYQHR3-Y0/s320/IMG_0164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125444283447928418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-9182039013400925849?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/9182039013400925849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=9182039013400925849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/9182039013400925849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/9182039013400925849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/10/amazing-weatherhere-at-last.html' title='amazing weather...here at last'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RyIXlob4ZoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/zGx9viMU1UA/s72-c/IMG_0167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-6124939322074189811</id><published>2007-10-14T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T19:55:50.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sad tigers of all ages</title><content type='html'>Anna mentioned a few posts ago that Champ had got a couple of shots at his doctor's appointment.  That was definitely a rough day for the little guy, but he told me to post his picture that showed off the war wounds.  Since it was very cute, I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RxKxBpDrJOI/AAAAAAAAADs/8Q9eyFnp6cw/s1600-h/IMG_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RxKxBpDrJOI/AAAAAAAAADs/8Q9eyFnp6cw/s320/IMG_0147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121350368032924898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I knew he was a true Tiger fan when I saw his reaction to the LSU loss to Kentucky yesterday.  He wasn't very happy about the two shots from the doctor, but the Champion came out in him as he threw an arm/leg flailing, crying fit after the heartbreaking loss.  It was touch and go for a while, but after a couple of bottles (of milk!) he calmed down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RxKx1pDrJPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/O9uKnx2GGrk/s1600-h/IMG_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RxKx1pDrJPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/O9uKnx2GGrk/s320/IMG_0154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121351261386122482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Anna and I weren't in much better of a mood.  I understand that sometimes your opponent is just the better team on that given day, but the Tigers made lots of terrible mental mistakes at critical times giving up tons of yards in penalties.  I think this is what made me frustrated the most.  Oh well, I guess we will forgive them if they beat Auburn next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for a ride this afternoon for the first time in a while.  I was trying to take advantage of the awesome weather we've been having.  Of course I found some rain on the ride, and it was the kind of shower that wet the road enough to make it very slick.  After remembering a few of the spectacular crashes I saw during the Tour in the rain, I decided to stop and let a bit of air out of the tires.  I don't mind a little more tire area on a rainy day!  Besides being a bit damp, I felt better than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed up for the MS150 this year after my 2 year break from the event.  Taylor gave me a bit of coaxing, and we both think it will be a good event to do before doing Cheaha again this year.  I'd like to try to keep up with riding through the fall and winter to prep for the ridiculous miles and miles of sawtooth climbs at Cheaha.  Well, I hear it is about time for me to quit babbling and go help Anna with the Champ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-6124939322074189811?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/6124939322074189811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=6124939322074189811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/6124939322074189811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/6124939322074189811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/10/sad-tigers-of-all-ages.html' title='sad tigers of all ages'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RxKxBpDrJOI/AAAAAAAAADs/8Q9eyFnp6cw/s72-c/IMG_0147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-1274693136369679295</id><published>2007-10-07T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T20:24:11.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>road trip</title><content type='html'>Another first for Champ...a Louisiana weekend.  This weekend was important for many reasons, the Halter Island Redfish Rodeo, LSU (1) vs. Florida (9) and 2-great-grandmothers to meet.  All 3 went extremely well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champ travelled well as he slept most of both drives.  The largest challenge of the trip was packing and transporting all necessary items that such a small child requires. I think we made it there and back without forgetting anything of note. I hope he continues to travel this well as we would like to make frequent trips to visit family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended my first football game of the season and it was fantastic.  Tiger stadium was packed.  The most amazing thing was the reaction of the fans and players when USC's defeat was announced.  At that moment the Tigers stopped the foolishness, took control of the game and continued on their powerful season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff caught lots of fish, but did not place in this year's tournament.  The sucess of it all was that thanks to the help of the grandparents he was able to participate in the rodeo and I was able to attend the football game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-1274693136369679295?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/1274693136369679295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=1274693136369679295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1274693136369679295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1274693136369679295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/10/road-trip.html' title='road trip'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-8170777807801163933</id><published>2007-10-02T05:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:21:08.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>huge milestone</title><content type='html'>I never though I would be so happy to wake up at 5 am.  Last night the entire family went to bed at 10:30 and I am the first one to wake up this morning.  Yes, Champ slept through the night, his first time.  I don't think I can fully describe my excitement.  I know that this occurance may not be regular for quite some time, but for this morning I am enjoying it for all that it is worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned many lessons with a new child.  The latest of which, is that a new mother's most valuable resource is another mother with a child about 1 year older.  This can't be just any other mother, no she must be someone close to you that you can ask anything, and I mean anything.  There are so many details that come with a new baby and all the books attempt to be complete "owner's manuals" but all fall short of the wisdom of a mom.  For all of this, I owe a huge thank you to Carla.  My wonderful nights sleep is all thanks to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just catching up on other stuff...last weekend was pretty quiet.  The lesson of that weekend was in football.  If you are going to look bad, just be greatful when everyone else looks worse.  LSU owes a huge thanks to all of the other teams who lost or nearly lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another wondeful occurance was I am learning just how small of a town Houston can be.  This weekend Jeff was sitting in the front window of the house, talking on the phone.  To his surprise, he saw Christopher and Ana walking down the street.  He waved them in and we had a nice visit and offered a bathroom and water stop.  It's so nice to feel like you live in Mayberry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-8170777807801163933?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/8170777807801163933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=8170777807801163933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8170777807801163933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8170777807801163933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/10/huge-milestone.html' title='huge milestone'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-1735926433601576039</id><published>2007-09-26T11:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T12:04:19.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>two months; two band-aids</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow will be Champ's official two-month birthday, but today was his two-month check-up at the doctor.  He was a little fussy through out the appointment, but who can blame him.  I have to strip him to his diaper.  I try to wrap him in a blanket as much as possible, because I know it must be cold.  First he is stretched out to get his height, then his is unwrapped and placed on a scale.  Then mom gets to console him a bit before the doctor comes and places a cold stethoscope on his chest and pokes around to check for hernias.  That is just the warm-up.  Then the nurse comes in for the heavy lifting.  Today was one oral vaccine and 3, yes 3 shots.  Two band-aids...one for each leg.  I must give credit to the nurse.  When it was time for the injections, she gave all 3 in record time.  He didn't get the scream out until she was just about finished.  He screamed for a few minutes, but grabbed two handfuls of my hair and slowly calmed.  He fell asleep and is still sound asleep.  I am a little nervous on how the next couple of days will go.  Keep him in your prayers that he has little to no reaction to the vaccinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is growing like a weed.  At 2-months he is 23" and 12 oz.  This puts him at 60% for both height and length.  He is a chunk, but a proportional one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I must run the prince is waking up.  We are all doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-1735926433601576039?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/1735926433601576039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=1735926433601576039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1735926433601576039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1735926433601576039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/09/two-months-two-band-aids.html' title='two months; two band-aids'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-558977053532053263</id><published>2007-09-25T07:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T07:45:16.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderful weekend</title><content type='html'>This past weekend the 3 of us had a nice quiet weekend.  Jeff and I enjoyed some running and Jeff got back on his bike for a spin.  The weather was wonderful. Most importantly, LSU continued their fantastic football season.  We all watched the game and Champ learned that quiet sleep in his mother's arms during a football game is not possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Jeff returned to work.  Champ and I ran around Rice.  I learned a lesson.  Jeff had pushed the BOB during all of our family runs.  Monday was my first experience.  I now have a lot more respect for runners with jogging strollers.  It was more difficult than I expected.  My pace was a great deal slower, but we made it.  The weather was again wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-558977053532053263?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/558977053532053263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=558977053532053263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/558977053532053263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/558977053532053263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/09/wonderful-weekend.html' title='wonderful weekend'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-2673359773726107712</id><published>2007-09-19T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T17:01:59.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No longer a heathen</title><content type='html'>Champ was baptised into the Christian faith this weekend.  He is, for now, free of sin.  The most memorable moment in the ceremony is that the deacon said an important part of the sacrament is that the individual is blessed with grace to help them avoid temptation.  I just thought to myself, well I will see how well that works.  Poor child he did get our genes.  Well the deacon was also very generous with the anointing oil.  After several washes Champ still smells like a church.  I guess his head full of hair didn't help him in that regard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was wonderful.  Both of our families came in and Champ got to meet one of his great-grandmothers for the first time.  Below is a picture of Champ and Mimi.  Please note, the blanket displayed in the picture.  Mimi cross-stitched it for Champ.  As she presented it to me, she said it took her 9-months to create. So both Champ and the blanket are the same age.  My brothers and I grew up with a similar blanket that my mother and Mimi cross-stitched.  I am grateful that Champ will grow up with his own "Pluto" blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RvGYvrOSUsI/AAAAAAAAADk/BGoNaqlhDqg/s1600-h/IMG_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RvGYvrOSUsI/AAAAAAAAADk/BGoNaqlhDqg/s320/IMG_0137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112034996866142914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone who has other notable pictures from the weekend, please circulate them so that we may all enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all of our family and friends who made the journey to enjoy this day with us.  To all those who were unable to attend, we felt your prayers and thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-2673359773726107712?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/2673359773726107712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=2673359773726107712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/2673359773726107712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/2673359773726107712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/09/no-longer-heathen.html' title='No longer a heathen'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RvGYvrOSUsI/AAAAAAAAADk/BGoNaqlhDqg/s72-c/IMG_0137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-6064415650807355597</id><published>2007-09-06T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T16:34:22.722-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's your daddy?</title><content type='html'>Sorry it took me a while to post this...but note it was written 10 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have mentioned to a few people that Champ happens to have been gifted with the incredibly potent Courville genes.  So I have decided to provide evidence.  Below is a picture of Jeff, yes that is Jeff, at about 8 weeks of age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RuAmy-RJOGI/AAAAAAAAADU/-UaTbvEMm90/s1600-h/fussyJeff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RuAmy-RJOGI/AAAAAAAAADU/-UaTbvEMm90/s320/fussyJeff.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107124634588362850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For futher reference here is a picture of Champ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RvGUeLOSUrI/AAAAAAAAADc/laSSsWXCSyc/s1600-h/IMG_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RvGUeLOSUrI/AAAAAAAAADc/laSSsWXCSyc/s320/IMG_0143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112030298171921074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the Courville apple has not fallen far from the tree for the last 3 generations, so I guess there is no reason for that to change now.  A fourth has blessed our presence.  We must get to thinking, though.  Jeff and his father have many names that refer to their pair: goober, Jake...  Now we will have to figure out how a third will fit into this.  Again, I must be carefull what I say.  Years ago, noting that Jeff and his father are eriely similar, I asked my mother-in-law how she survived being married to one and raising another.  I figured it has been a fun adventure when she started her answer with a laugh.  So now I embark on my own fun adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little update on Champ, we weighed him last weekend and he has hit the 10 lb mark.  He continues to be healthy and eat well.  He is controlling his head more, holding it up longer and looking around more.  My favorite new learning is that he holds onto my neck when I burp him.  Feeling that first bit of a hug melts my heart each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things here have been moving along.  Christopher and Ana became our neighbors Tuesday.  We are all so excited to have them back and so close.  I continue to make to do lists and cross off my accomplishments as they come.  Jeff and I have a 3-day weekend together and we are both looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-6064415650807355597?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/6064415650807355597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=6064415650807355597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/6064415650807355597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/6064415650807355597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/09/whos-your-daddy.html' title='Who&apos;s your daddy?'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RuAmy-RJOGI/AAAAAAAAADU/-UaTbvEMm90/s72-c/fussyJeff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-3412979339768906594</id><published>2007-08-31T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T07:01:42.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>night out with Champ</title><content type='html'>Last night we walked over to Rice Village for dinner with Champ.  He was great; he really loves the BOB.  I really enjoy watching him in the stroller.  His facial expressions are priceless and I often wonder what he is thinking.  At dinner, we sat outside and he was truly enthralled with a pink flood light.  In fact, the light worked so well, maybe I should invest in one for the house.  The walk home was the most eventful part of the outing.  On the way home Jeff noticed a cloud and lightening in the distance.  We picked up our pace to a very brisk walk.  On our way we noticed a few small rain drops and continued our pace.  Just as we arrived home the rain drops started.  We ducked into the back door, and the heavens opened within seconds.  We both said a huge thank you to God as he couldn't have timed that better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all a little ironic.  During the LSU game on TV I noticed a girl in a white t-shirt in the rain.  I commented that a white t-shirt is a tasteless choice in the rain.  Yes, last night I was in a white t-shirt.  Careful what I say, those comments always have a way at coming back at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it is the start to the Labor Day weekend, Jeff and I are looking forward to the time together.  Lots of football on tv today, that allways makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the holiday,&lt;br /&gt;anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-3412979339768906594?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/3412979339768906594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=3412979339768906594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3412979339768906594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3412979339768906594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/08/night-out-with-champ.html' title='night out with Champ'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-2470984608335035969</id><published>2007-08-29T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T14:25:01.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a hard day's night</title><content type='html'>Well, it appears the honeymoon is over.  Champ has entered into his developmental phase and with it he has learned what colic is.  The little guy has taken to some very fussy evenings.  The hardest thing from my viewpoint is seeing him so upset and not being able to diagnose/fix his problem.  I can handle his crying remarkably well, but I guess this is just a life lesson for me.  There will be many things he will encounter that as his mother I will be unable to fix.  He will just have to face his challenges head on.  My role will be to just love and support him.  I hope that I will be able to know when he just needs me to listen and not fix or advise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This moment is one that I love.  After a rough couple of hours, his is sleeping peacefully on my lap.  He is warm and nestled just so.  It appears that for now my lap is the perfect size to hold him perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a separate note, UPS arrived last night with a bunch of pottery barn boxes, yippee.  I am trying to finish a few odds and ends in the nursery.  The most important piece for his room arrived last night, some storage boxes.  The boxes will hopefully help Champ keep his toys organized for me, but the boxes are fabric covered in camo.  That is completely for his father.  I don't think Jeff's son's room will ever be complete without fish, camo and LSU.  Now with the arrival of the camo boxes, the golden triangle is finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the heavens have opened in Houston, so Champ and I are home bound for the time being.  We have just started wondering out into the world, but braving the rain and lightening is not something I am ready for yet.  Hopefully it will pass soon and we will return to the streets of Houston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-2470984608335035969?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/2470984608335035969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=2470984608335035969' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/2470984608335035969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/2470984608335035969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/08/hard-days-night.html' title='a hard day&apos;s night'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-3460449273272644111</id><published>2007-08-27T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T19:48:23.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 1 month son and comments anyone???</title><content type='html'>Let's start with a happy one month birthday to Champ.  Yesterday was also an important day.  We've previously took Champ on some shorter test runs, but yesterday we made our first full lap around the normal Rice loop (just under 5 miles) and yes the BOB rocks.  Champ enjoyed the run as well as me and Anna.  He slept for about half of the time, and the rest he seemed to enjoy looking at the trees on the route.  This was also a great milestone for Anna's and my sanity because our runs are an essential part of "normal" life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about some comments?  I have talked to a lot of our family, who mention things about the blog which lets me know they are reading it.  Some of you guys have told me hilarious things that would make great comments.  Please don't be bashful and post a comment if you have one.  You just need to click on the link below the post (the one that says "comment"), and it is pretty simple to post your message.  You will also be able to view the other comments made by others (also fun and interesting).  If you are prompted to enter a word you are given graphically, this is not a screening process.  It simply verifies you are a human and not a computer generating comments.  Also bear in mind that sarcasm is okay and in fact welcomed.  I tell all the stories of Champ peeing on me because we can laugh at ourselves.  Finally, I wanted everyone to know that we enjoy reading the comments, and they make the blogging much more interactive for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will look forward to all the comments from those who love us, those who find us weird or interesting, and those who just like to make fun of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-3460449273272644111?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/3460449273272644111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=3460449273272644111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3460449273272644111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3460449273272644111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-1-month-son-and-comments-anyone.html' title='happy 1 month son and comments anyone???'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-5773686201366383503</id><published>2007-08-25T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T18:20:28.064-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cornholio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and small engine repair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepless nights'/><title type='text'>Cornholio's back (my lawn mower is too...)</title><content type='html'>Let's start with Cornholio.  Anna and I have used the expression that Champ turns into Cornholio from time to time.  We have gotten a couple of puzzled looks with some friends and family not understanding the reference, so I figured I'd explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most guys my age who had poor taste in comedic television probably watched a fair amount of Beavis and Butthead on MTV.  Clearly the funniest episode was when Beavis ate a bunch of candy and with the help of a sugar high turned into "The Great Cornholio", then antics ensued.  Of course the whole episode was fairly crude and mindless humor, but it was funny nonetheless.  So what does this have to do with Champ??  When he falls into a really deep sleep, he puts his arms up above his head like a goal post which was part of Beavis' signature move as Cornholio.  Champ has yet to pull his shirt over his head like Beavis, but I'm sure he may learn this later from his bad influences (like his Dad).  I have included pictures below to help with the reference.  As well as how cute he looks, we love this pose because it usually means the sleepless night is over and you can get about 3 good hours of sleep before he wakes up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RtCfSORJOEI/AAAAAAAAADE/5iAgK6CI5mc/s1600-h/87f92411-4755-4239-bc4d-ad20f85c1083.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RtCfSORJOEI/AAAAAAAAADE/5iAgK6CI5mc/s320/87f92411-4755-4239-bc4d-ad20f85c1083.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102753513227237442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RtCfoeRJOFI/AAAAAAAAADM/m7jeSl6Gb1g/s1600-h/IMG_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RtCfoeRJOFI/AAAAAAAAADM/m7jeSl6Gb1g/s320/IMG_0127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102753895479326802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's talk about my lawn mower.  Most of you probably don't know that I have been struggling to keep my lawn mower running all summer.  The engine has coughed and sputtered barely keeping the blade moving to a point of just plain embarrassment almost every time I've cut the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have run into a lot of people who have the false impression that because someone is a mechanical engineer they also have the skills of a mechanic.  This is definitely not true.  However, even though I lack all the skills I do fancy myself as handy fixing things around the house including our cars and such.  Usually (like any good engineer) I just take it apart over a cold beer as if I knew what I was doing.  Often times after not finding a shoestring untied or something obvious like this, I realize I have broke it even further.  This leads me to actually do some studying or consulting someone who knows what they are doing for advice.  At the end of the day, I learn something and the sick patient gets fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This strategy has been very successful so far.  I've done most of the maintenance on our vehicles and even repaired a few broken things on my truck and Anna's car.  I say all this to lead up to my recent humiliation cutting my grass.  My neighbor never said anything, but he gave me lot's of looks that I interpreted as phrases like "I thought he said he was a mechanical engineer" or "should I tell him that mower shouldn't sound like that?"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taken the engine apart about five times this summer trying to fix various things.  Each time I was disappointed after not fixing the whole problem (part of which was the damage I had done while "fixing" the engine).  After the last time, I was running out of patience.  I sat down with a beer and had a talk with the mower.  I told him that it was his last shot and threatened the junkyard if he did start performing.  So after I got a pep talk from Charles (my brother-in-law who is a mechanical engineer who actually does know how to work on engines) and some advice, I took it apart one last time discovering a damaged gasket in the carberator.  I didn't realize that this gasket also was also a diaphram that was pretty important for the engine to work properly (this must be why Briggs and Stratton so conveniently calls it a diaphram carberator).  Anyway today after about 10 minutes and $4.32 later, I replaced the gasket and was finally victorious.  This probably sounds ridiculous, but I celebrated my victory with a beer and felt like Tom Hanks in Castaway after he managed to start a fire on the beach.  For now, I can poke my chest out with pride until I break something else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-5773686201366383503?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/5773686201366383503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=5773686201366383503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5773686201366383503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5773686201366383503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/08/cornholios-back-my-lawn-mower-is-too.html' title='Cornholio&apos;s back (my lawn mower is too...)'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RtCfSORJOEI/AAAAAAAAADE/5iAgK6CI5mc/s72-c/87f92411-4755-4239-bc4d-ad20f85c1083.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-6692238456695742989</id><published>2007-08-25T03:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T03:39:07.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>quiet time</title><content type='html'>It's rare that I find myself unable to sleep, but tonight is one of those nights.  I always try to see the positive side of any situation, so instead of tossing and turning and worrying what the lack of sleep will lead to...I am going to use this precious quiet just to reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it amazing how quick time is flying since Champ's arrival.  Yesterday marked 4 weeks that he has been part of our lives.  Small changes are occuring daily.  When he came home, all of his clothes seemed so big, and now everything seems to fit.  I am already questioning how much longer he will be wearing his current wardrobe.  His diapers are even getting snug. I do truely enjoy each day and eagerly look forward to the things he will learn and how much he has yet to teach me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things seem to have occured in the last week.  Jeff and I have been venturing out quite a bit.  We have returned to working out and running.  Yes, Champ had his first trip in the jogging stroller (the BOB) and slept through the whole thing. Another first this week, was his first hair cut.  In true Courville fashion, his head full of hair required a bit of a trim to keep the hair off of his ears and his collar.  There is not any noticable change, but I couldn't have my child looking unkempt for his baptism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of baptism, things are progressing on that front.  I found a baptismal gown with the help of his Maw maw this past week.  I am also finalizing invitations, party plans and, in general, logistics for the weekend. It's amazing how much I look forward to seeing my child pass through a mile stone such as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hear it is time for another feeding so I must run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-6692238456695742989?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/6692238456695742989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=6692238456695742989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/6692238456695742989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/6692238456695742989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/08/quiet-time.html' title='quiet time'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-5207843384748164518</id><published>2007-08-19T20:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T20:35:44.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Geaux Tigers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RsjsrORJODI/AAAAAAAAAC8/TzT7emIRG6s/s1600-h/IMG_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RsjsrORJODI/AAAAAAAAAC8/TzT7emIRG6s/s320/IMG_0126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100586805305620530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Champ reminded us that we would be enjoying LSU football NEXT WEEK!  I think his exact words were "Waaaaaaaaaa!  Geaux Tigers!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, here's a tip for all you parents of newborn Tigers.  You will probably need more than one LSU outfit for the little one.  Champ is already expressing his pickiness about which Tiger get up he likes best.  He can't talk yet, so he just peed or other things on the first couple of LSU outfits we chose.  Apparently the grey one was the winner, it stayed dry and free of foreign colors all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great weekend.  Anna and I got to workout with Randy on Saturday, and we both got runs in today.  This was a pretty big step to things getting a bit like a stable routine.  However as much as we enjoyed this, Champ has slept most of today.  I'm sure that will mean that I won't get much sleep tonight.  In any case, Anna and I have been taking things day by day and all has been pretty well so far.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-5207843384748164518?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/5207843384748164518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=5207843384748164518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5207843384748164518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5207843384748164518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/08/geaux-tigers.html' title='Geaux Tigers!'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RsjsrORJODI/AAAAAAAAAC8/TzT7emIRG6s/s72-c/IMG_0126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-5956616013114065113</id><published>2007-08-17T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T13:44:02.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's friday, again</title><content type='html'>This week has been fairly quiet.  Champ and I have spent most of the week at home.  I had planned an outing yesterday, but tropical storm Erin, cancelled our plans.  We just stayed home and stayed dry.  Champ has ventured out of the house a couple of times.  He went to mass and lunch on Sunday then he joined Jeff and I on a walk through the neighborhood and to Walgreens.  I have to admit we are just settling into our routine here at home and it is nice.  Tomorrow will be my first return to working out and I hope to return to running soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep us in your prayers as Hurricane Dean enters the gulf.  I don't really want to evacuate with a newborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-5956616013114065113?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/5956616013114065113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=5956616013114065113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5956616013114065113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/5956616013114065113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-friday-again.html' title='it&apos;s friday, again'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-7703954511522126606</id><published>2007-08-10T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T13:42:52.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>he's his father</title><content type='html'>So far the only thing Champ has that remotely resembles me, is his ears.  Everything else on his body, head to toe, is Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our first check-in with the pediatrician.  In two weeks he has grown 7/8" and weighs almost a pound more.  He is 20-7/8" and 8lbs 1oz.  The only thing I told Jeff was I am really glad he came 10 days early.  The doctor was most impressed as most infants are just reaching birth weight at 2 weeks.  Not our over acheiver.  So for all who might be concerned, he is really healthy.  Jeff was known to be a chunk as and infant and todler.  I am hoping Champ doesn't try and keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continues to eat and sleep well.  We also know all the discharge is going well with plenty of dirty diapers.  He continues to confrim everything with his uncanny ability to tinkle everytime his diaper is removed.  Oh well, just more laundry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-7703954511522126606?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/7703954511522126606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=7703954511522126606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/7703954511522126606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/7703954511522126606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/08/hes-his-father.html' title='he&apos;s his father'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-164935746607931687</id><published>2007-08-09T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T17:59:41.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>he's adorable, but i'm partial</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rrubzyw0SKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Ahchqqh3Qow/s1600-h/BW+ittle+feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rrubzyw0SKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Ahchqqh3Qow/s320/BW+ittle+feet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096838717402007714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a busy week.  Jeff has returned to work and my parents have been in town to help ease the transition.  I have to say that Champ has been wonderful as an infant.  He has remained true to form and continues to wet everything as soon as his diaper is off.  We have gone through numerous clothing changes as well as changing pads changes.  I think it is all in his effort to protest the most difficult time of his day.  We typically change his diaper as he's waking up to make sure he is wide awake for food.  He does not cry with a dirty diaper, but attempt to change it and he screams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we will go to his first pediatrician visit.  I can't wait to see how much he has grown in the last two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing well and all of my clothes are fitting again.  My stomach still has a long way to go to regain its previous shape, but the daily improvements keep my spirits up.  I am getting a bit stir crazy and can't wait to return to running and working out.  Hopefully next week everything will fall into place and Champ and I will make our first visit to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attached are some portaits of Champ at 1 week.  Today I ordered the birth announcements so hopefully those will be in the mail in the next couple of weeks.  Keep a lookout in your mailboxes.  If anyone is interested in a print of any of the portaits, please let me know and I will send a print.  Images downloaded off of the blog are not at a tremendous resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the little guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RruZTyw0SDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/1vYjPwP1M54/s1600-h/BW+daddy%27s+hand.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RruZTyw0SDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/1vYjPwP1M54/s320/BW+daddy%27s+hand.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096835968622938162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RruZtiw0SEI/AAAAAAAAACE/Y5MoxDcj-Zs/s1600-h/BW+proof+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RruZtiw0SEI/AAAAAAAAACE/Y5MoxDcj-Zs/s320/BW+proof+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096836411004569666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RruavSw0SFI/AAAAAAAAACM/yyOcFkck9I8/s1600-h/BW+proof+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RruavSw0SFI/AAAAAAAAACM/yyOcFkck9I8/s320/BW+proof+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096837540580968530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RruawSw0SGI/AAAAAAAAACU/QSQxByj7HI8/s1600-h/BW+proof+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RruawSw0SGI/AAAAAAAAACU/QSQxByj7HI8/s320/BW+proof+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096837557760837730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rruaxiw0SHI/AAAAAAAAACc/jIARLPrwXCU/s1600-h/BW+proof+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rruaxiw0SHI/AAAAAAAAACc/jIARLPrwXCU/s320/BW+proof+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096837579235674226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rruayiw0SII/AAAAAAAAACk/xyJNwldtBwU/s1600-h/BW+proof+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rruayiw0SII/AAAAAAAAACk/xyJNwldtBwU/s320/BW+proof+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096837596415543426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RruazSw0SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/GWY64Zma1ws/s1600-h/BW+proof+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RruazSw0SJI/AAAAAAAAACs/GWY64Zma1ws/s320/BW+proof+6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096837609300445330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-164935746607931687?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/164935746607931687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=164935746607931687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/164935746607931687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/164935746607931687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/08/hes-adorable-but-im-partial.html' title='he&apos;s adorable, but i&apos;m partial'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rrubzyw0SKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Ahchqqh3Qow/s72-c/BW+ittle+feet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-648987546236685686</id><published>2007-08-02T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T19:50:51.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>baby race, first heat down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RrKbUCw0SCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ttk498w0Uac/s1600-h/IMG_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RrKbUCw0SCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ttk498w0Uac/s320/IMG_0037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094304897150765090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post this pic of Champ and his Uncle Beau after his Aunt's very subtle request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain the title of this post.  When Anna and I got married, Beau made a bold proclamation during his rehearsal dinner toast.  Impatiently waiting for a niece or nephew he said "the baby race is on."  Of course Christopher (Anna's older brother) jestfully waived his white napkin to concede Beau's race.  Well, Anna and I took it serious and after a blistering race pace (not really), Champ has arrived to complete the first heat after a little over 6 yrs of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have a burning question, after Beau so boldy threw down the gauntlet years ago.  Will Uncle Beau try to win heat #2 of the race???  I suppose only time will tell.  -jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-648987546236685686?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/648987546236685686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=648987546236685686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/648987546236685686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/648987546236685686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/08/baby-race-first-heat-down.html' title='baby race, first heat down...'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RrKbUCw0SCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ttk498w0Uac/s72-c/IMG_0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-4076535821844843161</id><published>2007-08-01T09:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T13:11:47.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the learning curve - steep but fun</title><content type='html'>As a new father, Champ has been teaching me all kinds of new things, a few of the notables below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  If a Dad ever tells me his son has never peed on him, I would tell him he has not been helping his wife near enough.  It has only been 4 days; he has gotten me multiple times,  the wall in his nursery once, and almost got his picture of Jesus next to the changing table.  Anna and I had to draw the line at Jesus, so we employed a new strategically placed washcloth technique that has worked so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  No doubt the enemies of babies and parents everywhere are gas, hunger, being too cold, being too hot, etc... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Champ has a vast language of one word "waaaaaaaaaa!"  I have learned that this one word can mean many different things:&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;-"dad, I'm really hungry!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"what are you doing?, I'm not hungry, help me get rid of this gas!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"don't take my diaper off, it's cold!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"okay, this time i've got some gas and i'm hungry.  you've got some work to do!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"just listen to me for a minute, i've got to work this one out on my own"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on and on...  Anna and I are very blessed though, because he has such a sweet nature.  Once you crack the code of his subtle language by noticing the addition things like of a furrowed brow or a very serious look, you can give him the milk or pat on the back he needs.  After he gets this he turns into an angelic little sack of potatoes that would sleep through a freight train going by his crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RrDKxSw0SBI/AAAAAAAAABs/1a3hZqBNfxE/s1600-h/IMG_8685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RrDKxSw0SBI/AAAAAAAAABs/1a3hZqBNfxE/s320/IMG_8685.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093794126755022866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So despite a few bouts with gas bubbles, Champ has earned his name in every way.  - jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-4076535821844843161?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/4076535821844843161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=4076535821844843161' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4076535821844843161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4076535821844843161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/08/learning-curve-steep-but-fun.html' title='the learning curve - steep but fun'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/RrDKxSw0SBI/AAAAAAAAABs/1a3hZqBNfxE/s72-c/IMG_8685.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-8613100721356750074</id><published>2007-07-31T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T21:53:44.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a new trick</title><content type='html'>Today Champ learned a new skill.  He found his left thumb and likes the way it tastes.  Immediately after birth I noticed him sucking on the knuckle of his left thumb.  The thought crossed my mind that he might find that thumb and so he has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rq_1aiw0SAI/AAAAAAAAABk/TmlsmbUEP08/s1600-h/IMG_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rq_1aiw0SAI/AAAAAAAAABk/TmlsmbUEP08/s320/IMG_0047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093559539936282626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day is a new adventure and we are just enjoying the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-8613100721356750074?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/8613100721356750074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=8613100721356750074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8613100721356750074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8613100721356750074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-trick.html' title='a new trick'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rq_1aiw0SAI/AAAAAAAAABk/TmlsmbUEP08/s72-c/IMG_0047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-3478470332942459457</id><published>2007-07-31T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T15:45:37.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>here i am. don't you love me?</title><content type='html'>Well, here are some long awaited Champ pictures. Hope you enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rq-VQSw0R5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/B1ULBIs6-2c/s1600-h/IMG_8590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093453810726356882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rq-VQSw0R5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/B1ULBIs6-2c/s320/IMG_8590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My first day and my first up close, asleep in maw maw's arms. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093455459993798562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rq-WwSw0R6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/00bQTQFhCoA/s320/IMG_8619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The flash bulbs continue; the ladies all adore me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093456641109804978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rq-X1Cw0R7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/p5B6PG0dIbE/s320/IMG_8629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The new addition to the family...with some of the proudest parents in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093458513715546050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rq-ZiCw0R8I/AAAAAAAAABE/bapEMlyzKxM/s320/IMG_8650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now, I'm stylin'. Mom and I have passed all the tests and it is time to go home. The hospital clothes come off and I am dressed to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093461640451737554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rq-cYCw0R9I/AAAAAAAAABM/Q1t9fOmyrwg/s320/IMG_8660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm on my way out. The wheel chair ride was fun, and I understand I have many adventures to look forward to in my new jogging stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093462954711730146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rq-dkiw0R-I/AAAAAAAAABU/DE5jwscSuZI/s320/IMG_8666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Getting all buckled in for my first car trip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093463775050483698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rq-eUSw0R_I/AAAAAAAAABc/FzTluCtNiTM/s320/IMG_8689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We are finally home, healthy and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-3478470332942459457?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/3478470332942459457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=3478470332942459457' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3478470332942459457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/3478470332942459457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/07/here-i-am-dont-you-love-me.html' title='here i am. don&apos;t you love me?'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rq-VQSw0R5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/B1ULBIs6-2c/s72-c/IMG_8590.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-8022987895700859043</id><published>2007-07-30T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T23:29:19.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my favorite pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rq652yw0R4I/AAAAAAAAAAk/TubVpsv9x4g/s1600-h/mother+and+child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rq652yw0R4I/AAAAAAAAAAk/TubVpsv9x4g/s320/mother+and+child.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093212579593209730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff is currently attending to a fussing Champ so I get the privalage of posting the first picture.  Jeff took this in the hospital Saturday morning.  It is not the best show off of Champ, but I love the shot.  Jeff can pick his favorites, but of his first 3 days, this is mine.  enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-8022987895700859043?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/8022987895700859043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=8022987895700859043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8022987895700859043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8022987895700859043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-favorite-pic.html' title='my favorite pic'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_14U3d_QWcvs/Rq652yw0R4I/AAAAAAAAAAk/TubVpsv9x4g/s72-c/mother+and+child.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-9028213679184239902</id><published>2007-07-30T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T21:00:26.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>asleep again</title><content type='html'>Well, the little prince is fed, changed and sleeping. The Courville house is once again quiet.  I am will try and finish my previous post with some additional information.  Champ is named for his great-grandfather, Atwell "Champ" Champion as well as his father and grandfather who are both Jeffery John.  The irony to the whole situation is that although his expected arrival was in August, he was born just one day past what would have been his great-grandfather's 91st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past 3-days, Champ has lived up to his name.  He is eating well and sleeping wonderfully.  To all who know Jeff the ability to sleep anywhere under any situation definitely got transferred with the genes.  He is an amazing infant and we are looking forward to seeing him grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grandparents all came to visit this past weekend and Beau and Jenny just happened to have excellent timing.  Thanks to all of you Jeff and I stayed well fed and rested.  Jenny brought the little guy some new clothes and both grandma's helped with needed errands for both Champ and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff, Champ and I are trying to settle into our new life together.  Today we not only juggled the little guy and his needs but accomplished the small battle of getting the house straitened out.  I got in a shower, the hair and make-up didn't happen.  For now I have not left the house so as long as the Courville men don't mind, simple things like that will wait.  Mostly I like to keep myself together for me.  Since I am still on the mend, running and working out will have to wait so the simple things like drying my hair become so valuable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will continue with each day as it comes, with the new challenges and adventures.  Again Jeff will soon upload more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-9028213679184239902?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/9028213679184239902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=9028213679184239902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/9028213679184239902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/9028213679184239902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/07/asleep-again.html' title='asleep again'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-4257848126107074543</id><published>2007-07-30T14:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T15:52:56.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>champ is here!</title><content type='html'>Well this is the first post after Champ's arrival. Just to catch up everyone, I gave birth to Champion John Courville July 27, 2007 at 3:53 pm. He weighed 7lbs 2oz and was 20" in length. The day went fantastic. My doctor was wonderful, my doula (birth coach and lactation consultant), the staff at Memorial Hermann and Jeff couldn't have done any better. It was truly one of the most spiritual events in my life and I will forever be greatful to God for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Jeff and I have been a bit secrative over the last couple of weeks, but my track record continues...nothing happens normally. At 36 weeks, I was quite dialated, but Champ was not ready to come. Over my next couple of appointments, I continued to dialate, but his head proved to be hard from pre-birth and he did not want to come out. At my 38 week appointment, my doctor said she had never seen a woman in my situation. For a first pregnancy this should not happen. She prepared me for a c-section saying some children just don't want to come and we don't know why. She sent me home reluctantly as there were risks to Champ's life because of the situation. She wanted to induce and so we did Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit of a nervous wreck from my appointment wednesday thru thursday evening and did a whole bunch of praying. Didn't sleep much thursday night, but woke-up friday with the greatest sence of peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the hospital, got a room and my ob broke my water. The first hurdle was cleared when Champ's head engaged. Labor set on fast and hard. It was extremely painful and not very productive as he was sideways. After 4 hours of active labor, the nurse checked. He was not lined up and still had a long way to come. I caved into the drugs. I feared a seizure if the labor wore me out too much. The epidural is a great marvel of modern medicine. As the epidural set in my ob said we will give pitocin a try and see what progress would come and if he would, this would be a long labor. The tone of her voice was not promising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to relax for the time and save my energy for whatever may come. About 3 hours later, she came again and checked. She was astonished. His head was alligned, his body was in place and she asked if I were ready to start pushing. (again drugs are wonderful!) I said sure. In less than 30 minutes Champ made his grand entrance. Lots of training lead to a suprisingly easy delivery. (Thank you Randy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the long and short...the doula was right and is always right. She said all along to not worry. His head would desend and we would be fine. I asked my doctor on Saturday what chances would she have given me that I would avoid a c-section at that time, she said maybe 25%. God is wonderful. Lots of prayers made it possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champ is definitely Jeff's son. With future pictures you will see his head full of hair, an olive complexion that is darker than mine at birth and a dimple in each cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post more later, but Champ is waking up, I must go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for all of the thoughts and prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-4257848126107074543?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/4257848126107074543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=4257848126107074543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4257848126107074543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/4257848126107074543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/07/champ-is-here.html' title='champ is here!'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-1131965692654361416</id><published>2007-07-26T21:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T22:29:51.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed feelings</title><content type='html'>I was first introduced to cycling through my love for mountain biking.  I initially enjoyed cruising through the woods, but the pain and suffering of road cycling was not something I appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago, Anna and I completely fell in love with cycling.  I have learned to appreciate the "sweet pain" of riding, and you actually begin to crave the necessary effort of a nice long ride.  We found watching the pro rider's competitive spirit amazing.  I remember seeing Armstrong crash after a spectator hooked his handlebars with a bag, and some of the lead riders actually held up for him.   Cycling is such a pure competition that most of the riders would rather not win because of a crash or mechanical problem.  They would prefer to have a true battle of ability, strategy, and the will to tolerate all of the punishment the other riders can dish out.  This is the nature of the cycling that we love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the wake Vino, Rasmussen, and the Cofidis squad getting booted from the Tour, I am disappointed and happy at the same time.  I was fooled into complimenting Vino's heart and desire along with Rasmussen's amazing climbing ability, but they stink as professionals and as people.  There is no room in cycling for someone with such a lack of moral fiber and lack of heart.  I think to truly clean up the sport,  all of the teams will have to adopt the Slipstream model of policing your own athletes.  All in all, we are happy to see a few more cheaters out of the sport.  I have held back on posting a more lengthy rant, and I intend to leave it at this.  We look forward to cycling enduring this tough time and rising back to a sport we can trust as fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna is doing quite well, and we continue to anxiously await the arrival of our son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-1131965692654361416?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/1131965692654361416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=1131965692654361416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1131965692654361416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/1131965692654361416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/07/mixed-feelings.html' title='mixed feelings'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417796963426936918.post-8289709755445204090</id><published>2007-07-25T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T15:30:02.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>still waiting (but not too patiently)</title><content type='html'>Jeff and I went to my doctor's appointment this morning.  Everything is going well and the little guy is cleared for arrival.  We are still 10 days from my original due date, so no telling when he will decide to arrive.  I think the hardest thing at the end of pregnacy is managing expectations.  Since this is my first, I am not sure what to expect.  We will keep everyone informed as soon as we have any news to share.  In the mean time. please keep Jeff, the little guy and me in your prayers.  We appreciate all of the support we have received so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417796963426936918-8289709755445204090?l=embracecraziness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/feeds/8289709755445204090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5417796963426936918&amp;postID=8289709755445204090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8289709755445204090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5417796963426936918/posts/default/8289709755445204090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://embracecraziness.blogspot.com/2007/07/still-waiting-but-not-too-patiently.html' title='still waiting (but not too patiently)'/><author><name>Jeff and Anna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
