<?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-4466351872300828773</id><updated>2011-08-19T04:39:32.729-06:00</updated><category term='keeping in touch'/><category term='fuzzy'/><category term='puppets'/><category term='eating'/><category term='Restoration Hardware'/><category term='Borders'/><title type='text'>Life with Isabel and Sophia</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-3295247512635324763</id><published>2010-08-29T23:04:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T23:34:39.768-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun!</title><content type='html'>We did a lot of fun things this summer! We enjoyed going to Thanksgiving Point a few times, we grew a little garden, did a lot of yard work, swimming (Isabel even took swimming lessons, which she simply loooved), we had picnics, birthday celebrations, went to the family reunion, went hiking, camping, etc., etc. Here's a short picture retrospective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs934cc-0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/CclbFpCbjkw/s1600/P1010419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs934cc-0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/CclbFpCbjkw/s320/P1010419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511066599271758658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs94aLcZkI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/P8DVUcnMCXA/s1600/P1010423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs94aLcZkI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/P8DVUcnMCXA/s320/P1010423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511066608327222850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs-yiR9bXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/biYYTdRQ5R8/s1600/P1010427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs-yiR9bXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/biYYTdRQ5R8/s320/P1010427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511067606934449522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs-zFTT6bI/AAAAAAAAARE/AYPeAf2UZdM/s1600/P1010429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs-zFTT6bI/AAAAAAAAARE/AYPeAf2UZdM/s320/P1010429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511067616335358386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs-zhIBxvI/AAAAAAAAARM/JBosMDAYiLo/s1600/P1010433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs-zhIBxvI/AAAAAAAAARM/JBosMDAYiLo/s320/P1010433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511067623804225266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs-0Obto8I/AAAAAAAAARU/iuaGrHbjinc/s1600/P1010438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs-0Obto8I/AAAAAAAAARU/iuaGrHbjinc/s320/P1010438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511067635966387138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs_pumdxFI/AAAAAAAAARc/FDK8BcdJpBg/s1600/P1010453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs_pumdxFI/AAAAAAAAARc/FDK8BcdJpBg/s320/P1010453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511068555134485586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs_qZLJm5I/AAAAAAAAARk/Q2SVt7vgG7U/s1600/P1010455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs_qZLJm5I/AAAAAAAAARk/Q2SVt7vgG7U/s320/P1010455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511068566562642834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs_q4LP_EI/AAAAAAAAARs/cA8mXmFnNt0/s1600/P1010468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs_q4LP_EI/AAAAAAAAARs/cA8mXmFnNt0/s320/P1010468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511068574884559938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs_rhPB1iI/AAAAAAAAAR0/M8i2MzV_h0A/s1600/P1010475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs_rhPB1iI/AAAAAAAAAR0/M8i2MzV_h0A/s320/P1010475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511068585906263586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs_sMnm7EI/AAAAAAAAAR8/5oFMnN5FT4E/s1600/P1010485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs_sMnm7EI/AAAAAAAAAR8/5oFMnN5FT4E/s320/P1010485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511068597552081986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THtBvIoM6SI/AAAAAAAAASE/nFsKSltYbjs/s1600/P1010493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THtBwEVt6mI/AAAAAAAAASU/cEOIZUYbQSs/s320/P1010504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511070863072291426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THtBwu0DsqI/AAAAAAAAASc/kpA0eCYbOxY/s1600/P1010513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THtBwu0DsqI/AAAAAAAAASc/kpA0eCYbOxY/s320/P1010513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511070874473837218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THtBxTB0DLI/AAAAAAAAASk/xIi_9AP4xhk/s1600/P1010526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THtBxTB0DLI/AAAAAAAAASk/xIi_9AP4xhk/s320/P1010526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511070884195208370" 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/4466351872300828773-3295247512635324763?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/3295247512635324763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=3295247512635324763' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/3295247512635324763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/3295247512635324763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/THs934cc-0I/AAAAAAAAAQs/CclbFpCbjkw/s72-c/P1010419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-7016759020027733469</id><published>2010-04-28T11:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T12:02:22.737-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisterly Love</title><content type='html'>Isabel usually comes to our bed in the morning when she wakes up. A couple of days ago when she came to our bed she found Sophia already in our bed sleeping next to dad. Isabel naturally woke her sister up as she tried to climb onto the bed, but then she looked at Sophia and said, 'Hi, Sweetheart!'&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that the cutest things ever!!! She'd never used the word before, it was totally expontaneous!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the two cutest sisters in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S9h3WJBNWRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2yekxuQ5AVk/s1600/P1010320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S9h3WJBNWRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2yekxuQ5AVk/s320/P1010320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465249370075912466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S9h3W4tthZI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5t8SRWQVX4M/s1600/P1010332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S9h3W4tthZI/AAAAAAAAAQU/5t8SRWQVX4M/s320/P1010332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465249382879036818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S9h3Xe143QI/AAAAAAAAAQc/vNSi10LmVVU/s1600/P1010344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S9h3Xe143QI/AAAAAAAAAQc/vNSi10LmVVU/s320/P1010344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465249393113881858" 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/4466351872300828773-7016759020027733469?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/7016759020027733469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=7016759020027733469' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7016759020027733469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7016759020027733469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2010/04/sisterly-love.html' title='Sisterly Love'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S9h3WJBNWRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2yekxuQ5AVk/s72-c/P1010320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-4531947336199458874</id><published>2010-03-10T15:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T15:56:49.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the girls with the pearl and butterfly earrings</title><content type='html'>I've been wanting to pierce Isabel's ears for a while now. Those of who who are American and might think that a very strange statement, remember I'm Brazilian, and in Brazil, we pierce babies' ears at the hospital a day or two after they are born. Having that said, Mike is not Brazilian (even though he loves Brazil very much), and like many of this great nation used to think the idea of piercing a baby's ear ridiculous. Even before I was first pregnant with Isabel, we used to have these long silly arguments over piercing or not piercing our unborn babies' ears. I thought he would never give in. He said he believed the girl had the right to choose. I told him she would, if she didn't want earrings, she could always take them off. It didn't convince him.&lt;br /&gt;Another issue that always brought some cultural disagreement to our household was gun ownership. I told Mike I did not want a gun in the house. I don't believe it's safe to have one with little ones in the house (or even teenagers for that matter). We used to also have long silly arguments over that.&lt;br /&gt;One day Mike said he would be ok with me piercing the girls' ears if he could have a gun. After much talking over the matter, I agreed. Well, I still didn't like the idea of having a gun in the house, so I also just kinda chickened out on the idea of piercing our girls' ears. We dropped the topic and haven't talked much about it since Sophia was born.&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday I decided just out of the blue to go get both Isabel's and Sophia's ears pierced. I called my sister to go with me to help out because Mike had to work (thanks for coming along, Mari, you were great!). It was easier than I thought. After very little crying, this is the result (sorry the pictures aren't great, but they never hold still!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S5ghvMbgOwI/AAAAAAAAAPk/S3MfKHxM1d0/s1600-h/P1010298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S5ghvMbgOwI/AAAAAAAAAPk/S3MfKHxM1d0/s320/P1010298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447140843978767106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S5ghvhnUfdI/AAAAAAAAAPs/S6ve81_535M/s1600-h/P1010297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S5ghvhnUfdI/AAAAAAAAAPs/S6ve81_535M/s320/P1010297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447140849665474002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S5ghwM3KkJI/AAAAAAAAAP0/svJ8EZ4IFig/s1600-h/P1010299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S5ghwM3KkJI/AAAAAAAAAP0/svJ8EZ4IFig/s320/P1010299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447140861274656914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S5ghwkxa3BI/AAAAAAAAAP8/G4KGAuxoXL8/s1600-h/P1010300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S5ghwkxa3BI/AAAAAAAAAP8/G4KGAuxoXL8/s320/P1010300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447140867693009938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might I also add that Isabel has been asking for earrings ever since she got her dress up chest from vovo for Christmas. It came with 2 pairs of clip on earrings, but they didn't stay on well enough for her taste, so she'd been saying she wanted earrings like mom's.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I almost forgot... Mike thinks they look adorable with earrings! : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-4531947336199458874?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/4531947336199458874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=4531947336199458874' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/4531947336199458874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/4531947336199458874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2010/03/girls-with-pearl-and-butterfly-earrings.html' title='the girls with the pearl and butterfly earrings'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S5ghvMbgOwI/AAAAAAAAAPk/S3MfKHxM1d0/s72-c/P1010298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-2970337618854850683</id><published>2010-02-09T13:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T13:57:44.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More pictures</title><content type='html'>These are a little older, but I just realized I hadn't posted any of them yet. My sister in law Dawnae took these when they went sledging the day after Christmas. It was Isabel's first time. She had a blast! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S3HLlIyMRCI/AAAAAAAAAO8/3xMneu3mgcU/s1600-h/Sledding+2009+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S3HLlIyMRCI/AAAAAAAAAO8/3xMneu3mgcU/s320/Sledding+2009+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436350064086500386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S3HLlmh9apI/AAAAAAAAAPE/JwGPXs8nT5E/s1600-h/Sledding+2009+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S3HLlmh9apI/AAAAAAAAAPE/JwGPXs8nT5E/s320/Sledding+2009+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436350072071482002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S3HLl8lOKuI/AAAAAAAAAPM/BW-lSuApUe4/s1600-h/Sledding+2009+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S3HLl8lOKuI/AAAAAAAAAPM/BW-lSuApUe4/s320/Sledding+2009+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436350077990742754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S3HLmT987YI/AAAAAAAAAPU/RYW2JXrE8qs/s1600-h/Sledding+2009+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S3HLmT987YI/AAAAAAAAAPU/RYW2JXrE8qs/s320/Sledding+2009+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436350084268486018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S3HLm6JXbfI/AAAAAAAAAPc/VT-3eaSMggY/s1600-h/Sledding+2009+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S3HLm6JXbfI/AAAAAAAAAPc/VT-3eaSMggY/s320/Sledding+2009+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436350094516907506" 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/4466351872300828773-2970337618854850683?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/2970337618854850683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=2970337618854850683' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/2970337618854850683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/2970337618854850683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2010/02/more-pictures.html' title='More pictures'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S3HLlIyMRCI/AAAAAAAAAO8/3xMneu3mgcU/s72-c/Sledding+2009+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-6178528214288789435</id><published>2010-02-02T09:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:25:31.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!</title><content type='html'>Last week a lot of Mike's family were here in Utah for Grandpa Jack's funeral. It was good to be with family and to hear stories about grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;Dawnae and Deanna stayed at our house. I really liked having them over, since we don't usually get to spend a lot of time together. Isabel is still talking about her aunts. Dawnae took some beautiful pictures of the family, so here are some of my favorites. (I'm not sure why they are looking so dark here, the colors look much brighter in my pictures viewer. I wish we had more pictures of Isabel, but she was more interested in playing with her cousin Spencer than taking pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S2hQwUlQbJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/jZOzrSgOZwU/s1600-h/_DSC8776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S2hQwUlQbJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/jZOzrSgOZwU/s320/_DSC8776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433681741511421074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S2hQxYEDRlI/AAAAAAAAAOk/g9XNhVCvzfg/s1600-h/_DSC8782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S2hQxYEDRlI/AAAAAAAAAOk/g9XNhVCvzfg/s320/_DSC8782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433681759625758290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S2hQxwDn79I/AAAAAAAAAOs/ueoc2lMt2gg/s1600-h/_DSC8820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S2hQxwDn79I/AAAAAAAAAOs/ueoc2lMt2gg/s320/_DSC8820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433681766066417618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S2hQytptqEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/-Gh7QlQgI10/s1600-h/_DSC8795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S2hQytptqEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/-Gh7QlQgI10/s320/_DSC8795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433681782600738882" 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/4466351872300828773-6178528214288789435?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/6178528214288789435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=6178528214288789435' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/6178528214288789435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/6178528214288789435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2010/02/pictures.html' title='Pictures!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S2hQwUlQbJI/AAAAAAAAAOc/jZOzrSgOZwU/s72-c/_DSC8776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-2204467157980839309</id><published>2010-01-13T09:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T10:26:35.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>We had a great Holiday Season! I really enjoyed being able to spend some time with both sides of the family. We had Thanksgiving here at our house, then Christmas eve at my parents', Christmas Day at Emily's, then a couple more "get togethers" again here at our house, the then New Year's Eve at my parents again (without Mike this time, though, the poor guy had to work all night - I missed having his kiss at midnight), and finally Lindsey's wedding on New Year's day. As you can see, it was pretty busy, but we did have a great time! A special thanks goes to the Wilson ladies who helped with the planning and executing of such a fun holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we are now recovering from the holidays and putting our lives back into a routine (as much as we enjoyed all the fun, it takes a while to go back to normal). The girls are now sick again unfortunately, but hopefully it's just a cold, and they'll be as good as new in a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel and Sophia are becoming great friends. It's so cute to see them interact. Isabel really likes including Sophia in her make believe games. Isabel was playing with her princess things this morning, and she asked me over and over again to put a princess costume on Sophia too. This is what my princesses look like in pajamas and costumes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S04BC1heSHI/AAAAAAAAAN8/I_hD4WR1pz8/s1600-h/P1010264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S04BC1heSHI/AAAAAAAAAN8/I_hD4WR1pz8/s320/P1010264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426275749266868338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S04BDKV_WwI/AAAAAAAAAOE/iKVe5pVzcEs/s1600-h/P1010266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S04BDKV_WwI/AAAAAAAAAOE/iKVe5pVzcEs/s320/P1010266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426275754855848706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S04BGxjy97I/AAAAAAAAAOM/jZGkarKayLg/s1600-h/P1010267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S04BGxjy97I/AAAAAAAAAOM/jZGkarKayLg/s320/P1010267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426275816922347442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had a great Holiday Season too. Have a very happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-2204467157980839309?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/2204467157980839309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=2204467157980839309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/2204467157980839309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/2204467157980839309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2010/01/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/S04BC1heSHI/AAAAAAAAAN8/I_hD4WR1pz8/s72-c/P1010264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-7456554102896225285</id><published>2009-11-12T13:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:06:54.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick of sick</title><content type='html'>It seems like everyone I talk to now either is sick or has a sick child, so needless to say it's been that way in our house too for the past 2 weeks. We've all been sick at some level, but we are mostly better now, except for Isabel. The poor thing has really gotten the worst of it. She's had a fever and a very sore throat since Sunday. It is so sad to see my baby so uncomfortable. She spent about two hours yesterday either whining or crying. She asks for water, then says she doesn't want it, then something else, and she refuses it too. The only thing she seems to really want is to watch Tinker Bell and the Lost Treasure, which we did 4 times yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I got very little sleep most nights this week. Last night Mike, being the wonderful husband he is, let me sleep and went to sleep with her downstairs so he could take care of her every time she woke up. I slept well, no, really well. I guess I really needed it.&lt;br /&gt;She seems to be doing better today. Her fever wasn't as high, and she even played a little instead of just watching tv. Hopefully she will be better soon.&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little video to remind me how cute she is (especially with her sister) when she is not sick and whining all the time. I know this sounds heartless, but it is hard to think she is adorable when to poor thing is so miserable. I love my little girls, and it breaks my heart to see them sick. Well, here's for better times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-67c9c1c89963787b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D67c9c1c89963787b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330242880%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75093B5E37674D907FE6BDAB90938E1258B8B08C.40C89F15552C37164C0294DB44F9F406773486D3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D67c9c1c89963787b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKk8g46Ip6Apsgow5-bhSh3gM-C0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D67c9c1c89963787b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330242880%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75093B5E37674D907FE6BDAB90938E1258B8B08C.40C89F15552C37164C0294DB44F9F406773486D3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D67c9c1c89963787b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKk8g46Ip6Apsgow5-bhSh3gM-C0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-7456554102896225285?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/7456554102896225285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=7456554102896225285' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7456554102896225285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7456554102896225285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-sick-of-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick of sick'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-6242186467788748657</id><published>2009-11-08T21:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:38:47.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pra vc Debora!</title><content type='html'>I wasn't planning on posting tonight, but I know it makes Debbie happy when I post new pictures, so these ones are for you Drebs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SveZRo4cPLI/AAAAAAAAANM/8V6VGD-EJcY/s1600-h/p1010133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SveZRo4cPLI/AAAAAAAAANM/8V6VGD-EJcY/s320/p1010133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401954806365174962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's Isabel and Sophia playing after dinner (Sophia is sporting a bread pudding case hat - very papal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SveZR97Ih0I/AAAAAAAAANU/hEUHIM8HfG4/s1600-h/p1010135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SveZR97Ih0I/AAAAAAAAANU/hEUHIM8HfG4/s320/p1010135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401954812013610818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Does this hat make me look fat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SveZSJ6OIqI/AAAAAAAAANc/Gm64jqomUiQ/s1600-h/p1010137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SveZSJ6OIqI/AAAAAAAAANc/Gm64jqomUiQ/s320/p1010137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401954815231009442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it couldn't really be Sophia if there was no spit up (nice stream, huh?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SveZSgOIghI/AAAAAAAAANk/AP2VP1rra58/s1600-h/p1010140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SveZSgOIghI/AAAAAAAAANk/AP2VP1rra58/s320/p1010140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401954821220106770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see, we are really trying to go green here at the Wilson household - we only wear reciclable hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SveZTJRnm3I/AAAAAAAAANs/2smQqW9btiU/s1600-h/p1010142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SveZTJRnm3I/AAAAAAAAANs/2smQqW9btiU/s320/p1010142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401954832240581490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isabel and her money mailer envelope hat (it will be a must next season, mark my words).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Debs! (manda um bjo pro meu irmaozinho - eu sei que ele num gosta de beijo de irma, mas quando eh vc que da ele gosta!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-6242186467788748657?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/6242186467788748657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=6242186467788748657' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/6242186467788748657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/6242186467788748657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2009/11/pra-vc-debora.html' title='Pra vc Debora!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SveZRo4cPLI/AAAAAAAAANM/8V6VGD-EJcY/s72-c/p1010133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-180909790600297617</id><published>2009-11-02T09:46:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T10:22:47.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>Isabel loved Halloween this year! I had no idea she would enjoy the whole costume thing and trick or treating so much, I thought she was too young, buy boy was I wrong!&lt;br /&gt;First of all, she absolutely loved her costume. Every time she puts it on, she goes in front of the mirror and starts posing and twirling, it's so cute. She is really into Mickey's Club&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;ouse, and anything princess, so being Minnie Mouse meant not only dressing like one of her favorite characters, but also being a princess (the fact that the costume was pink and had glitter, made it a princess costume too). She called herself 'Princess Minnie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ouse'. My in laws came over as she was getting dressed, and got to see all the twirling and dancing.&lt;br /&gt;I went trick or treating with Sophia and Isabel while it was still light and not so cold outside. I loved her soft little knocks on people's doors followed by a shy 'Treeeat' (we never managed to get her to say 'trick or treat' together). She thought it was great people were putting candy in her little bag. She would then say 'thek you' and run to the next house. She also really enjoyed the pumpkins around the neighborhood. Every time she saw one, she would yell 'Bucket!' (it took me a couple of times to realize she was saying pumpkin). I loved her reaction to other kids costumes. When she saw a dinosaur or a little monster she would say 'scarry!', and any girl with a shiny dress was "oh, princess!'.&lt;br /&gt;When it got dark we came back home so Sophia could eat, but Isabel went right back outside with Mike to go trick or treating some more. After trick or treating with dad, we went to my parents' house to show off our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Princess Minnie House&lt;/span&gt; and our little &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peapod&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, Halloween is a lot more fun when you have kids, I realy enjoyed it this year because of them! (by the way, it's Monday morning now. Isabel got out of her pajamas this morning and straight into her costume again, ears and all!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Su8TuwoN5dI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Jzkt8cWMZPI/s1600-h/p1010195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Su8TuwoN5dI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Jzkt8cWMZPI/s320/p1010195.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399556172289009106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Su8TuiuViEI/AAAAAAAAAM0/tNfuRq0CIag/s1600-h/p1010190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Su8TuiuViEI/AAAAAAAAAM0/tNfuRq0CIag/s320/p1010190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399556168556578882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Su8TuHOVtqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/k-_ptOb7jPA/s1600-h/p1010189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Su8TuHOVtqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/k-_ptOb7jPA/s320/p1010189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399556161174615714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Su8TvSb8F5I/AAAAAAAAANE/GrnykptM6oI/s1600-h/p1010191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Su8TvSb8F5I/AAAAAAAAANE/GrnykptM6oI/s320/p1010191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399556181364316050" 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/4466351872300828773-180909790600297617?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/180909790600297617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=180909790600297617' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/180909790600297617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/180909790600297617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Su8TuwoN5dI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Jzkt8cWMZPI/s72-c/p1010195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-8178607622983477265</id><published>2009-08-03T13:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T13:47:27.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray for poop!</title><content type='html'>I never thought I would say this, but I'm so glad Sophia pooped! Yep, after going a whole week and a half without pooping, the doctor told me to start giving her some prune juice. I also gave her some papaya juice. It seemed to do the trick. She pooped twice yesterday, and is now a much happier baby (she is laying on my tummy now cooing cutely).&lt;br /&gt;You are probably wondering why I'm posting this information. I'm sure most people don't really care to hear about my daughter's pooping problems, but I'm posting this just so I can remember years down the road what the life of a young mother was like. Poop and all other bodily functions is a constant topic of worry and conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm also happy to report that the girls no longer have a cold. Mike and I are still recovering. I was pretty miserable yesterday, but it makes me feel better just to know that the girls are doing better.&lt;br /&gt;Isabel is so cute right now. She talks constantly. Half of the time I don't know what she is saying, but she is starting to put sentences together and to speak both English and Portuguese. She says things like, "Mamae, lah fola, quaqua, bossa", which translated means, "Momy, outside, quack quack, purse", which in turn means, "mom, I want to go outside with my duckie in my purse". She is also getting pretty good at knowing when to speak Portuguese or English. For example, here at the house when she sees Phoebe (our cat) climbing on the counter she says "desce, Fimi!" (get down Phoebe), but at Grandma's house, she gives the kitty some food and says, "Kitty, eat!". I really enjoy watching her develop her language skills.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hear her calling me from her bedroom... I put her down for a nap, but I don't think it's working, I might need to go tuck her in again.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, another post containing more of the glamorous &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;life with Isabel and Sophia&lt;/span&gt; will soon be available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Snc9MV4zrjI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Cl3G1XAnKzM/s1600-h/Sophia+bencao+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Snc9MV4zrjI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Cl3G1XAnKzM/s320/Sophia+bencao+055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365824763278372402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture from Sophia's blessing day (July 5th)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-8178607622983477265?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/8178607622983477265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=8178607622983477265' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/8178607622983477265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/8178607622983477265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2009/08/hooray-for-poop.html' title='Hooray for poop!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Snc9MV4zrjI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Cl3G1XAnKzM/s72-c/Sophia+bencao+055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-8109019142894897242</id><published>2009-07-29T09:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T09:47:22.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolution</title><content type='html'>I spent some time reading some of my previous posts today and I realized how much I had forgotten. It's sad to admit I'd forgotten so much of the cute things Isabel did when she was younger. She's only two and it's hard enough to remember what life was like when she was younger... how am I going to remember in 10, 20 years?&lt;br /&gt;After being a little sad for not having kept better record of our everyday lives in the last couple of years, I decided to not have the same thing happen now with Sophia. My new resolution then is to write at least once a week here. I'll try to always post a picture or a video too. I just feel like these years are so precious... my girls are so sweet, I need to have a record of this time.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if my sentences don't quite make sense, but I'm trying to write this with Isabel trying to mess with the computer, and while watching Play with Me Sesame (it's amazing how distracting this show can be), and also while Sophia is crying a little from her bedroom and I try to decide if i should go get her or not (she just cried again... i need to get her). Isabel just heard Sophia cry. She looks at me all worried and says "Ze beby!"&lt;br /&gt;We are all a little sick this week. All 4 of us have a cold, but we've been trying to do everything normal just the same.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, here are just some pictures of us enjoying summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SnBs8BrmM1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/updw05T4Yx8/s1600-h/p1000841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SnBs8BrmM1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/updw05T4Yx8/s200/p1000841.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906934697505618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SnBs8kf7vyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/9nl88xIVvSw/s1600-h/p1000856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SnBs8kf7vyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/9nl88xIVvSw/s200/p1000856.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906944043826978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SnBs9IxALRI/AAAAAAAAAME/fhOumDR7Y-E/s1600-h/p1000877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SnBs9IxALRI/AAAAAAAAAME/fhOumDR7Y-E/s200/p1000877.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906953779096850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SnBs9VY-kbI/AAAAAAAAAMM/pY_2e3PiaBI/s1600-h/p1000884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SnBs9VY-kbI/AAAAAAAAAMM/pY_2e3PiaBI/s200/p1000884.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906957167989170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SnBs9xDtXpI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kdbUqmLCeu0/s1600-h/p1000894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SnBs9xDtXpI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kdbUqmLCeu0/s200/p1000894.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363906964594974354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SnBu0ipLmRI/AAAAAAAAAMc/JSx3NU5MWDI/s1600-h/p1000895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SnBu0ipLmRI/AAAAAAAAAMc/JSx3NU5MWDI/s200/p1000895.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363909005130045714" 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/4466351872300828773-8109019142894897242?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/8109019142894897242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=8109019142894897242' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/8109019142894897242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/8109019142894897242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2009/07/resolution.html' title='Resolution'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SnBs8BrmM1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/updw05T4Yx8/s72-c/p1000841.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-2434537253496460102</id><published>2009-06-26T12:29:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:05:01.929-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My beautiful little girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SkUbxeLEgGI/AAAAAAAAALs/86a3kjkrB4I/s1600-h/sophias+hands+faded.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SkUbxeLEgGI/AAAAAAAAALs/86a3kjkrB4I/s400/sophias+hands+faded.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351714268926738530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SkUbiPb4YfI/AAAAAAAAALk/Zu5LBGl6Ao0/s1600-h/sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SkUbiPb4YfI/AAAAAAAAALk/Zu5LBGl6Ao0/s400/sleeping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351714007272677874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SkUbMUkB2CI/AAAAAAAAALc/IgDU64u9BYg/s1600-h/sweet+dreams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SkUbMUkB2CI/AAAAAAAAALc/IgDU64u9BYg/s400/sweet+dreams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351713630691907618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SkUavxYttkI/AAAAAAAAALU/TlrlTjkVgWQ/s1600-h/silly+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SkUavxYttkI/AAAAAAAAALU/TlrlTjkVgWQ/s400/silly+girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351713140212872770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SkUZ5SuYDGI/AAAAAAAAALM/QALwDTQzuR8/s1600-h/shoulder+sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SkUZ5SuYDGI/AAAAAAAAALM/QALwDTQzuR8/s400/shoulder+sleeping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351712204269292642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SkUZjVvg4AI/AAAAAAAAALE/qs-sKIwCfs0/s1600-h/mom+and+baby..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SkUZjVvg4AI/AAAAAAAAALE/qs-sKIwCfs0/s400/mom+and+baby..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351711827122249730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SkUUs2nvxOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rhpldOM8Wbg/s1600-h/kisses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SkUUs2nvxOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rhpldOM8Wbg/s400/kisses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351706493008725218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had a fun little photo shoot here at the house. Jill, my neighbor wanted to practice taking some pictures of newborns, so she asked if she could come and take pictures of Sophia. Of course I was more than happy to have her come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-2434537253496460102?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/2434537253496460102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=2434537253496460102' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/2434537253496460102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/2434537253496460102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-beautiful-little-girls.html' title='My beautiful little girls'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SkUbxeLEgGI/AAAAAAAAALs/86a3kjkrB4I/s72-c/sophias+hands+faded.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-7273750374106181783</id><published>2009-06-16T21:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:05:18.399-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pictures</title><content type='html'>Everything is still going great with our little family. Being a mother of two is not as hard as I thought it would be (at least for now). Isabel has been a great big sister. She loves her baby sister, and I only have to be careful she doesn't show her too much love! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SjhqaZ2bFUI/AAAAAAAAAKM/z2UVSHoArEw/s1600-h/p1000822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SjhqaZ2bFUI/AAAAAAAAAKM/z2UVSHoArEw/s400/p1000822.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348141559350760770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SjhqaBdgQTI/AAAAAAAAAKE/scmF2zAdwPM/s1600-h/p1000815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SjhqaBdgQTI/AAAAAAAAAKE/scmF2zAdwPM/s400/p1000815.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348141552803791154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SjhqZ6xbpaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/HoeKG3-VEbc/s1600-h/p1000808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SjhqZ6xbpaI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/HoeKG3-VEbc/s400/p1000808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348141551008327074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SjhqZmp8VDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/7hx3opkgk0g/s1600-h/p1000805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SjhqZmp8VDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/7hx3opkgk0g/s400/p1000805.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348141545608205362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SjhqZUHMBJI/AAAAAAAAAJs/3vmvhVFNlRQ/s1600-h/p1000803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SjhqZUHMBJI/AAAAAAAAAJs/3vmvhVFNlRQ/s400/p1000803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348141540630594706" 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/4466351872300828773-7273750374106181783?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/7273750374106181783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=7273750374106181783' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7273750374106181783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7273750374106181783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-pictures.html' title='More Pictures'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SjhqaZ2bFUI/AAAAAAAAAKM/z2UVSHoArEw/s72-c/p1000822.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-6833337620937667563</id><published>2009-06-04T16:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:11:57.175-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophia is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SihGayK9ZsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/y1GK_c2HEgE/s1600-h/Sophia+05-06+2009+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SihGayK9ZsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/y1GK_c2HEgE/s400/Sophia+05-06+2009+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343598383833376450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SihGavvxL-I/AAAAAAAAAJc/Y-Ow6XYMXpg/s1600-h/Sophia+05-06+2009+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SihGavvxL-I/AAAAAAAAAJc/Y-Ow6XYMXpg/s400/Sophia+05-06+2009+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343598383182458850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SihGaeMLY3I/AAAAAAAAAJU/nX-Z349NhjI/s1600-h/Sophia+05-06+2009+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SihGaeMLY3I/AAAAAAAAAJU/nX-Z349NhjI/s400/Sophia+05-06+2009+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343598378469778290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning on writing a nice long post, but after transferring all the pictures, choosing a new background and doing a couple more changes, I'm so sick of blogging I'll leave the long post for later.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the short version is this:&lt;br /&gt;Sophia was born on Friday, May 29th at 7:48 am. She weighed 7 lbs. 5 oz., and was 20 in. tall.&lt;br /&gt;She is a very good baby. All she does is sleep and eat! I'm recovering well enough... as fast as you can expect after a c-section.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post lots more pictures later, but here are a couple just so you can meet her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-6833337620937667563?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/6833337620937667563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=6833337620937667563' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/6833337620937667563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/6833337620937667563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2009/06/sophia-is-here.html' title='Sophia is here!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SihGayK9ZsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/y1GK_c2HEgE/s72-c/Sophia+05-06+2009+109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-8909602899713110906</id><published>2009-05-13T12:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:16:11.311-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Saturday</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday we went to Temple Square with my inlaws and David (Lindsey's boyfriend). We had a great time together. The weather was beautiful, and it was nice to take the tours and spend some time together. We really enjoyed getting to know David better and Isabel just loved looking at all the beautiful spring flowers and trees. Here are some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Sgsb0Hw9jbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/J83QdJln4uE/s1600-h/May+2009+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Sgsb0Hw9jbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/J83QdJln4uE/s400/May+2009+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335388765802040754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Sgsbz6jemiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Whk1mgCGq84/s1600-h/May+2009+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Sgsbz6jemiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Whk1mgCGq84/s400/May+2009+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335388762255825442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SgsbzvSx0XI/AAAAAAAAAIc/P9Zhp2ecUL4/s1600-h/May+2009+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SgsbzvSx0XI/AAAAAAAAAIc/P9Zhp2ecUL4/s400/May+2009+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335388759232991602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SgsbzUd3NtI/AAAAAAAAAIU/CbzxKLs1_sI/s1600-h/May+2009+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SgsbzUd3NtI/AAAAAAAAAIU/CbzxKLs1_sI/s400/May+2009+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335388752031725266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SgsbzKjKhGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/WKfNyolHtrI/s1600-h/May+2009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SgsbzKjKhGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/WKfNyolHtrI/s400/May+2009+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335388749369607266" 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/4466351872300828773-8909602899713110906?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/8909602899713110906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=8909602899713110906' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/8909602899713110906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/8909602899713110906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2009/05/great-saturday.html' title='Great Saturday'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Sgsb0Hw9jbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/J83QdJln4uE/s72-c/May+2009+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-8629035961946411509</id><published>2009-04-26T21:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:06:14.025-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake basement</title><content type='html'>So yesterday Camila and I went to Ikea to get some picture lighting for Camila's birthday present. While we were there we stopped in the toy section and bought everything that Dad always wanted when he was a kid. It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home we started thinking about where we were going to put it all and decided that we had encountered a problem. It was then that we had the marvelous idea of cleaning out the future family room in our basement and making it into a playroom. So, in the tradition of virtually every person in our neighborhood and my in laws, we faked a playroom in our basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got everything that could be ingestable, flammable, pointy, sharp, etc out of the future family room and transferred it to another room with lots of junk in it. We then erected a barrier of enormous proportions (if you are 3 feet tall) so that no child crossings into the danger zone could occur. We swept, vacuumed, laid down rugs and leftover carpet scraps that my in laws were kind enough to give us, and put together all of Isabel's new playing implements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel loves it, Mommy loves it too as she doesn't always worry about Isabel tipping a lamp on herself, emptying out the lazy-susan, falling off the counter and other nefarious activities in which she has a tendency to engage in. Consequently, Daddy loves it and has possibly clocked more time in the collapsible tunnel than Isabel at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I have been very busy helping Camila build a proper nest(ie. painting, buying baby stuff, twigs, grasses, etc.). Also been spending lots of time programming and building my side business, &lt;a href='http://www.pyxlin.com'&gt;Pyxlin&lt;/a&gt;. In fact, I believe that for the last week or so programming pyxlin has replaced the time that I usually spend drooling, reading and/or playing video games. Interestingly enough, Camila doesn't seem to be any happier that I am spending time doing something productive. Go figure.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what a long post, and boring. Sheesh. I guess I will leave it to Camila to provide some picturesque views of our new fake basement. Goodbye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-8629035961946411509?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/8629035961946411509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=8629035961946411509' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/8629035961946411509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/8629035961946411509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2009/04/fake-basement.html' title='Fake basement'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10932962862795097257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1148/803153245_272950940a_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-6794378032268686063</id><published>2009-01-27T09:22:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:44:47.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a girl!</title><content type='html'>I had my ultrasound this month, and we now know we are having another girl! Not a big surprise there, after all Mike says they only know how to make girls in his family. Sophia is doing great, everything is as it's supposed to be at this point. She also is quite the kicker. It feels like she throws parties in my tummy every night (well, not that different from what her sister used to do, she was also quite the hyperactive baby)!&lt;br /&gt;I'm very happy to have another little baby to put little dresses and bows on. I'm not sure what I would do with a boy. I mean, we do still want a boy at some point, but for now we are very happy with our two little girls!&lt;br /&gt;I realized the other day that it had been quite silly of me to have by blog address be lifewithisabel.blogspot.com. I did change the title now, hopefully little Sophia (yes, that will be her name) won't feel less important for only having her name in the title.&lt;br /&gt;Well, besides life with the babies, we are getting ready to spend 2 weeks in Brazil in the end of February. We can't wait to go! The cold here is getting pretty old, and we are ready for some time at the beach and with our relatives. My grandparents are very excited to meet Isabel, and I can't wait to see how she reacts to having Portuguese around her all the time (we do speak only Portuguese to her at home, but she gets mostly English otherwise).&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it sounds like Isabel finished her breakfast, I better go get her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-6794378032268686063?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/6794378032268686063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=6794378032268686063' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/6794378032268686063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/6794378032268686063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-girl.html' title='It&apos;s a girl!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-5322927421201244761</id><published>2008-12-30T11:47:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T12:47:57.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>The year is almost gone, Christmas is over, and things are finally settling down again. I'm happy to report that my morning sickness is almost completely gone, and I'm starting to function like a normal person again.&lt;br /&gt;We had a great Christmas! We spent Christmas Eve at my parents' house with my brother and his family (Debbie's siblings came also), and my parents. Mariana didn't join us because she is in Spain with her fiance spending some time with his family. Oh, before we left to go to my parents', we opened our presents at home because Mike just couldn't wait anymore. He is so cute around Christmas time, he really is just like a little kid all excited to get and give presents. He game me a beautiful saphire pendant and a jewelry box. I gave him a guitar, and we gave Isabel a baby doll with a stroller and little diaper bag (she walks around all day pushing all her babies and animals in the stroller - she waves at me, says bye-bye, and blows a kiss before going on her "walks").&lt;br /&gt;We had a very lazy Christmas Day. Mike, Isabel, and I just laid around, played games, and read most of the day. We went to the Wilson's for dinner. I loved the White Elephant game Amy and Lindsey prepared. Now my favorite part of the evening was provided by my very precocious daughter. Isabel never stops (anyone who's spent anytime with her knows that). She also loves playing with phones. So is order for us to have some peace, my mother in law allowed her to play with their home phone. She said Isabel could do no hard to it, and we didn't have to worry about long distance calls, because they can't make them with that phone. A little later we were doing our White Elephant game, when all of a sudden I see flashing lights outside. 'I think there are cops outside' said I to my father in law. He went to the front door to check, and lo and behold a cop was standing in the doorway. The cop asked if anyone had called 911 from this address, and my father in law puzzled, said no. The cop then asked if any child had been playing with the phone. He said they had received 2 consecutive calls from that address, and had come to check afraid the worst might have happened. We finally showed the cop the little culprit, our 17 month old Isabel, who no one even ever considered was capable of calling 911 (not once. but twice). The cop was very nice about the whole incident, and didn't even charge anything for the fake calls. Well, now you know, never let Isabel play with your phone. The next cop might not be so nice!&lt;br /&gt;These are some pictures of present time at my parents'. By the way, my mom doesn't usually go out in public like that, she was just playing dress up with my niece Dany. The video shows blowing kisses and saying bye-bye before talking her baby on a walk (which she later decided not to do). 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Isabel was quite the dancer. I wished she had shown some more moves in the video, but you know how it is, you get the camera out, and they stop the cuteness. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9fb3f7e3791836da" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9fb3f7e3791836da%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330242881%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5DB2C56C661A7A3C2B5F4B7EFB28145FF7BF8C55.669C5BF1359125EFF4D26BFE5C34D9D004CA03EC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9fb3f7e3791836da%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIuvVw_pQ75XRRihtBaSjNqmzoe0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9fb3f7e3791836da%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330242881%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5DB2C56C661A7A3C2B5F4B7EFB28145FF7BF8C55.669C5BF1359125EFF4D26BFE5C34D9D004CA03EC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9fb3f7e3791836da%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIuvVw_pQ75XRRihtBaSjNqmzoe0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-95020507538841077?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9fb3f7e3791836da&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/95020507538841077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=95020507538841077' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/95020507538841077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/95020507538841077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-little-dancer.html' title='Our Little Dancer'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-452712116291804844</id><published>2008-11-15T12:12:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T12:23:28.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SR8hCNP_3GI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Yy55Znj0oAc/s1600-h/September+2008+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SR8hCNP_3GI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Yy55Znj0oAc/s400/September+2008+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268966410846985314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SR8hBvbpWdI/AAAAAAAAAG0/4HSdjGvbYFw/s1600-h/September+2008+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SR8hBvbpWdI/AAAAAAAAAG0/4HSdjGvbYFw/s400/September+2008+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268966402842778066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SR8hBa8rQLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uyrUjyaGzLM/s1600-h/September+2008+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SR8hBa8rQLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uyrUjyaGzLM/s400/September+2008+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268966397344170162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SR8hA3UdGrI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7AL1bTmq7ME/s1600-h/September+2008+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SR8hA3UdGrI/AAAAAAAAAGk/7AL1bTmq7ME/s400/September+2008+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268966387780229810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SR8hAXXIneI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Ukxqt8YuNNk/s1600-h/September+2008+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SR8hAXXIneI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Ukxqt8YuNNk/s400/September+2008+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268966379201535458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's taken me a while, but I finally put my Halloween pictures in the computer. My mom has some more (we surprised my parents taking Isabel trick ot treating there), but who knows when I'll get those. Here are some of them. Oh, and for those of you who are wondering, she was a cat (hence the whiskers attached to the hood).&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was cute to see her walking around with her little orange bucket, but honestly she is a little too young to get the whole tick or treating thing. We went to a couple of neighbors' houses, and she was pretty much done. She didn't really eat much of her candy either, but that's ok, I took care of that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-452712116291804844?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/452712116291804844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=452712116291804844' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/452712116291804844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/452712116291804844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2008/11/late-halloween.html' title='Late Halloween'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SR8hCNP_3GI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Yy55Znj0oAc/s72-c/September+2008+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-2769898492285709632</id><published>2008-10-19T23:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T00:17:17.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Insert witty apropriately ashamed title here</title><content type='html'>Sorry we haven't posted in a while. We have been very busy and many changes have happened in our lives lately. First, we are prego!!! Yes, really we are. If you want to see a video of Mike's reaction to this click &lt;a href="http://www.yougotrickrolled.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Second, Mike has a new job, that's right he's left the church. He now works at a company called bluehost. If you would like to see a video of him preparing for his first day of work, click &lt;a href="http://www.yougotrickrolled.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (trust me it's funny). Third, we are in a new house! Most of you probably know this. But just in case. Sorry, no video of anything having to do with Mike and the new house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel is growing up so much, her newest thing is to babble endlessly and even say a few words. She yells for Phoebe, our cat, the whole day. "Peeebeeeee", it's so cute! She also says Grandpa, Grandma and the equivalent in Portuguese. Camila was surprised when she showed a picture with all four and Isabel proceeded to name them all without any prompting! She also enjoys singing and dancing. Sing any song to her, like "head shoulders knees and toes" or your favorite primary song and she will sing something babbleish back at you and top it off with some applause for a grand finale "Yaaaaayyy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is such a darling little girl. Admittedly we can't wait till she is old enough to go to nursery, but we are loving this cute active period of her life. Anyway to end this post, and given the amount of foolery that has gone into it, we would like to supply evidence of our with childness. For those of you who didn't get the videos, click &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rick_Rolled"&gt;here(this is not another video)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SPwhk6OVMsI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LFEGzMcKQPE/s1600-h/September+2008+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SPwhk6OVMsI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LFEGzMcKQPE/s400/September+2008+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259115382850269890" 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/4466351872300828773-2769898492285709632?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/2769898492285709632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=2769898492285709632' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/2769898492285709632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/2769898492285709632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2008/10/insert-witty-apropriately-ashamed-title.html' title='Insert witty apropriately ashamed title here'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SPwhk6OVMsI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LFEGzMcKQPE/s72-c/September+2008+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-7705700332945653431</id><published>2008-07-27T21:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T21:46:12.827-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>We had a very good time at the reunion this weekend. It was great to sit, relax a little (as much as you can at least when you have toddlers), and enjoy great company. It was so cute seeing all our little ones playing and discovering things together.&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised with how much we enjoyed learning about our ancestors. Grandma put a fireside together for the whole extended family in which we talked about our ancestors' legacy of faith, sacrifice, and commitment. Each couple was supposed to share a story of one ancestor. Grandma and grandpa asked us to read some stories they had given us, and prepare to present at the fireside while they took care of our kids. At first we were all complaining a bit and being silly, but once we started reading, we became really interested in the stories. We quieted down, and every once and a while I could hear a "wow" here, or a "can you believe that" there. I was very impressed with the great ancestors we have.&lt;br /&gt;We had some not so spiritual moments that were pretty interesting too. It is always funny when siblings get together and start talking about how mean one was to the other, or how crazy they were in the past. We had a pretty candid conversation on Friday night... I'll just say it was interesting... those who were there will probably agree with me :)&lt;br /&gt;We missed those who couldn't be there with us. We gotta figure out a way to all get together sometime, even if we have to use webcams for that.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this post is getting pretty long, so I'll stop here. I did post the pictures I took on flickr &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/upoopoo/sets/72157606407322022&lt;/span&gt; so you guys who weren't there can see a little of what we did. I tried to write some descriptions of most pictures. I have to say I don't have the talent Winnow has for story telling, so the descriptions are pretty straight forward. Also, I'm a very biased parent of a very cute girl, so there are a lot of pictures of her. Here is also a little video showing how much she liked the Canyon. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2bee91a14b280703" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2bee91a14b280703%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330242881%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28F1FE318E075DD2D88EEDF62E2E4196EECD5308.717A6D38BCF7D3C2CA6CF76ACC2F0D084320533B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2bee91a14b280703%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTtCKRAv7oDdYwSMe4AuOGocPIfY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2bee91a14b280703%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330242881%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28F1FE318E075DD2D88EEDF62E2E4196EECD5308.717A6D38BCF7D3C2CA6CF76ACC2F0D084320533B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2bee91a14b280703%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTtCKRAv7oDdYwSMe4AuOGocPIfY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-7705700332945653431?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2bee91a14b280703&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/7705700332945653431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=7705700332945653431' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7705700332945653431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7705700332945653431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2008/07/family-reunion.html' title='Family Reunion'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-4625534562735839530</id><published>2008-07-14T08:48:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T12:07:14.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Isabel is One!!!</title><content type='html'>Isabel turned 1 on Saturday. It's hard to believe that a whole year has gone by already. It really was a wonderful year. The Lord is so wise in giving us the chance to be parents. I feel being a parent helps us understand Him better, and hopefully it helps us become more like Him.&lt;br /&gt;It is so easy to love Isabel. She is always doing something cute. She is always either smiling or talking (her giberish is awesome), or cuddling with something... she is cute even when she is being naughty (when we tell her not to do something, she says no with her head and index finger - but she keeps doing whatever she was doing... it's bad, but it's cute).  Mike is just in love with her. He stops at least a couple of times a day, looks at me and says, "I love my little girl so much!". She sure loves him too. She gets all happy when he gets home from work or when I bring her into our room first thing in the morning (She looks at him and says "Papa" all smiling).&lt;br /&gt;Since we're not doing her little party till the 22nd, we dicided to take her swimming on her birthday. A couple of our friends who have babies almost the same age as her came along too. Go to our flickr site to see the pictures&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;upoopoo/sets/72157606142705881/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SHtq-Ok3ooI/AAAAAAAAAFY/gWrCdcO5ytE/s1600-h/no+fat+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SHtq-Ok3ooI/AAAAAAAAAFY/gWrCdcO5ytE/s400/no+fat+boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222885810163393154" 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/4466351872300828773-4625534562735839530?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/4625534562735839530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=4625534562735839530' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/4625534562735839530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/4625534562735839530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2008/07/isabel-is-one.html' title='Isabel is One!!!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SHtq-Ok3ooI/AAAAAAAAAFY/gWrCdcO5ytE/s72-c/no+fat+boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-7052213360168420564</id><published>2008-07-11T11:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T14:34:48.610-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuzzy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Borders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Restoration Hardware'/><title type='text'>The Cuddler</title><content type='html'>Isabel loves to cuddle with anything that's fuzzy now: blankets, pillows, books, Phoebe... I love it when I go check on her after I've put her to sleep and find her sleeping on top of her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;touch and feel&lt;/span&gt; books, cuddling with the fuzzy pictures. I really need to get a picture of that.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of our trip to Restoration Hardware, where she found a very fuzzy pillow, and to Borders, where she found some fuzzy puppets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SHebUc1bcWI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Bt_aKxWvbus/s1600-h/July+2008+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SHebUc1bcWI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Bt_aKxWvbus/s400/July+2008+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221813068599357794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SHebT1aw9pI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4EVXPJZElws/s1600-h/July+2008+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SHebT1aw9pI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4EVXPJZElws/s400/July+2008+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221813058018539154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SHfDlhsjJzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/W1QMcIskvgg/s1600-h/July+2008+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SHfDlhsjJzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/W1QMcIskvgg/s400/July+2008+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221857342427178802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SHfDlFtr5dI/AAAAAAAAAFI/0DWldQ6YErA/s1600-h/July+2008+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SHfDlFtr5dI/AAAAAAAAAFI/0DWldQ6YErA/s400/July+2008+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221857334915753426" 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/4466351872300828773-7052213360168420564?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/7052213360168420564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=7052213360168420564' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7052213360168420564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7052213360168420564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2008/07/cuddler.html' title='The Cuddler'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SHebUc1bcWI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Bt_aKxWvbus/s72-c/July+2008+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-1402776134432607549</id><published>2008-07-04T10:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T14:56:54.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'>House Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SG6OAfeAIvI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OxQYxxMcHtM/s1600-h/July+2008+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SG6OAfeAIvI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OxQYxxMcHtM/s400/July+2008+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219265157267464946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike bought me a camera this week (we used to take pictures with our video camera), so we went to our new house to get some pictures. Would you like a tour? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;www.flickr.com/photos/upoopoo/sets/72157605977321615/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just the first one. Go to the flickr site to see the rest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-1402776134432607549?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/1402776134432607549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=1402776134432607549' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/1402776134432607549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/1402776134432607549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2008/07/house-photos.html' title='House Photos'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SG6OAfeAIvI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OxQYxxMcHtM/s72-c/July+2008+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-7219442347503684275</id><published>2008-06-18T10:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T10:33:04.852-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Condo Pictures</title><content type='html'>Mark Lowrance is our realtor. He came here last week and did a great job taking pictures of our condo to post in the mls listing. I'm posting some of them here so you can see what our condo looks like now after all we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SFk4MGR3N7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/mfwEfpS7usk/s1600-h/Front+Room.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SFk4MGR3N7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/mfwEfpS7usk/s320/Front+Room.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213259824153180082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SFk4Mmpqw-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/OFsKw_jI-Is/s1600-h/Great+Room.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SFk4Mmpqw-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/OFsKw_jI-Is/s320/Great+Room.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213259832842961890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SFk4MhA9FfI/AAAAAAAAAEY/SY9kdmYFX4s/s1600-h/Kitchen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SFk4MhA9FfI/AAAAAAAAAEY/SY9kdmYFX4s/s320/Kitchen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213259831330018802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SFk4M2Gv7fI/AAAAAAAAAEg/oCukREKCn24/s1600-h/Master+Bed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SFk4M2Gv7fI/AAAAAAAAAEg/oCukREKCn24/s320/Master+Bed.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213259836991466994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SFk4M_-DwpI/AAAAAAAAAEo/D9V8eq-D6B4/s1600-h/Bedroom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SFk4M_-DwpI/AAAAAAAAAEo/D9V8eq-D6B4/s320/Bedroom.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213259839639372434" 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/4466351872300828773-7219442347503684275?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/7219442347503684275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=7219442347503684275' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7219442347503684275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7219442347503684275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2008/06/condo-pictures.html' title='Condo Pictures'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SFk4MGR3N7I/AAAAAAAAAEI/mfwEfpS7usk/s72-c/Front+Room.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-3149360601531969536</id><published>2008-06-03T11:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T11:32:23.724-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Hair Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SEWAAZfH8aI/AAAAAAAAADI/7XbYQYXK7KQ/s1600-h/Picture+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SEWAAZfH8aI/AAAAAAAAADI/7XbYQYXK7KQ/s320/Picture+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207709288453632418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SEWAAwBfL0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/MxOqnBig3lc/s1600-h/Picture+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SEWAAwBfL0I/AAAAAAAAADQ/MxOqnBig3lc/s320/Picture+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207709294503341890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SEWAA3zJogI/AAAAAAAAADY/tYnN3TFNrnQ/s1600-h/Picture+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SEWAA3zJogI/AAAAAAAAADY/tYnN3TFNrnQ/s320/Picture+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207709296590692866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SEWABPW3jxI/AAAAAAAAADg/IDgosz-KHdE/s1600-h/Picture+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SEWABPW3jxI/AAAAAAAAADg/IDgosz-KHdE/s320/Picture+13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207709302914518802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trying hard, she finally let me do her hair like this. She won't let me put headbands on her head anymore, so it's gotta be something she doesn't notice it's on (Emily, I need some of your cute stuff with the alligator clips). Anyway, I thought I would post some pictures of my victorious attempt to do her hair. (The quality isn't very good because I took them with my webcam).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-3149360601531969536?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/3149360601531969536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=3149360601531969536' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/3149360601531969536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/3149360601531969536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-hair-day.html' title='Good Hair Day'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/SEWAAZfH8aI/AAAAAAAAADI/7XbYQYXK7KQ/s72-c/Picture+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-7771832740784579583</id><published>2008-06-01T15:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T15:29:12.313-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Month</title><content type='html'>We've had a pretty busy month around here. With the purchase of the new house, we decided to do some improvements to our condo to make it sell faster. With that purpose in mind we just underwent a month a painting everything that hadn't been painted yet (now we have two tone paint throughout the house), painting our kitchen cabinets (not we have beautiful antique white cabinets), and redoing our living, kitchen and hallway flooring (we found a good deal on this beautiful laminate). So pretty much the condo looks great now (or so we think) and we hope buyers will think so too.&lt;br /&gt;   Everybody asks me (Camila) now that things are almost done and it looks so good if we don't want to just stay, especially after all the work we put into it. My answer is "no, thank you". I'm so tired of all this mess that I'm very ready to move into our new place. It is true that I'll definitely miss my many friends here and even our condo (it's been a great place for us, and we really do like it), but I've prepared myself enough that I'm ready for this new phase.&lt;br /&gt;   Sorry we have no pictures to show. We don't have our camera at the moment, but we'll take pictures in order to to list the condo this week, and we'll post them later here.&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway, I hope everything is going well with all of you. I'm sorry if we've been ignoring some of the family stuff lately. I hope my Italian nieces and nephews are having great birthdays (how do you say birthday in Italian?). We've tried hard to check blogs and stuff. Hopefully we'll have a get together here soon!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I forgot to tell you. Isabel has been walking for about a month now (only she was too chicken to let go and walk around besides going just from mommy to daddy). She now decided she is a big enough girl to let go and explore around a bit more. Fun, huh?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-7771832740784579583?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/7771832740784579583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=7771832740784579583' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7771832740784579583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7771832740784579583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2008/06/busy-month.html' title='Busy Month'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-250721433163362463</id><published>2008-05-10T08:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T09:07:33.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Groovin'</title><content type='html'>I turned on some music to feed Isabel her bananas this morning.  She started moving her body and shaking her head, it took me a while to figure out that she was dancing.  I had to film it, check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-901103b16e064e21" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D901103b16e064e21%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330242881%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D36D5DAC0E3426894954B4307AC018617D51941C0.6583608F46390AABB61F9F13845B5FF8BCE3E21C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D901103b16e064e21%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLUiwXdvShJl9SfCSDEnMw3mjbw8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D901103b16e064e21%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330242881%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D36D5DAC0E3426894954B4307AC018617D51941C0.6583608F46390AABB61F9F13845B5FF8BCE3E21C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D901103b16e064e21%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLUiwXdvShJl9SfCSDEnMw3mjbw8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-250721433163362463?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=901103b16e064e21&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/250721433163362463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=250721433163362463' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/250721433163362463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/250721433163362463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2008/05/groovin.html' title='Groovin&apos;'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10932962862795097257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1148/803153245_272950940a_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-3294082750898020941</id><published>2008-04-30T09:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T10:14:32.907-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We bought a house!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!  Ummm, we bought a house.  I wish I had more pictures of it, but for now I will just include a link to their site.  Pay no attention to the price, that's definitely not what we are paying for it.  Here are a few links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://utahhomes.com/Property/propertydetails.aspx?SearchID=" propertyguid="170AE643-F271-4F02-ADC8-B5062D7EAA2C&amp;amp;RowNum=" 19=""&gt;MLS listing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=2168+N+2500+W,+Lehi,+UT+84043&amp;amp;sll=40.362586,-111.979057&amp;amp;sspn=0.011069,0.019913&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=40.426238,-111.895409&amp;amp;spn=0.01106,0.019913&amp;amp;z=14&amp;amp;layer=c&amp;amp;cbll=40.414565,-111.88983&amp;amp;output=embed&amp;amp;s=AARTsJpi38ByLS0vk6uWAxB7sAfZYkSloQ" frameborder="0" height="350" scrolling="no" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=2168+N+2500+W,+Lehi,+UT+84043&amp;amp;sll=40.362586,-111.979057&amp;amp;sspn=0.011069,0.019913&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=40.426238,-111.895409&amp;amp;spn=0.01106,0.019913&amp;amp;z=14&amp;amp;layer=c&amp;amp;cbll=40.414565,-111.88983&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;View Larger Map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you go to the larger google map you can click on street view and cruise around our neighboorhood.  Ours is the house under construction with the guys working on it.  We will close on the house in 90 days to give us some time to sell our condo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-3294082750898020941?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/3294082750898020941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=3294082750898020941' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/3294082750898020941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/3294082750898020941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-bought-house.html' title='We bought a house!'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10932962862795097257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1148/803153245_272950940a_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-7408695921607021319</id><published>2008-03-09T14:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T15:04:13.528-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shame on us!</title><content type='html'>I know we haven't posted in a while... shame on us!!! It's just that either Mike was sick, or I was sick or Isabel was sick or teething. Yes, you saw right, teething, she now possesses  2 cute little bottom teeth!&lt;br /&gt;She continues to grow and do all the cute things that we enjoy seeing growing babies do. We have some cute videos and pictures I've been meaning to post for a while, but I can't find the cable to transfer them to the computer... I know all I have to do is ask Mike, and he will find one, but I keep forgetting.&lt;br /&gt;Sicknesses aside, all is going well around here. Mike is doing really well in his Primerica part-time job. His friends say he is a natural, and he is really enjoying it (and is making some extra cash, obviously)!&lt;br /&gt;I keep just doing the mom thing and it keeps getting better! Isabel is so fun to play with right now. She giggles and laughs, and claps when she is happy... she is just a delight to be with. When I have some free time, I obsess over the Twilight series. Thanks to Lindsey and some other friends who kept pushing me to read the series, I finally gave in. I think I read all 3 of them in about 4 days. Now I've been talking about it with friends, checking discussion forums, etc. I always have to obsess over some book or author. I have had my Harry Potter phase, my Jane Austen phase, and so on. Now Stephenie Meyer (Twilight's author), Brandon Sanderson (Elantris, Mistborn's author), and Patrick Rothfuss (Name of the Wind author) are sharing my free time. I love reading authors' blogs and learning more about the creative writing process.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is mainly what's going on right now. I'll try to post those pictures and videos soon.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before I forget. I support Emily 100% in her comments rule (if you don't know what I'm talking about, go read her blog), so let's truly keep in touch by leaving comments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-7408695921607021319?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/7408695921607021319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=7408695921607021319' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7408695921607021319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7408695921607021319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2008/03/shame-on-us.html' title='Shame on us!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-8098290565232306251</id><published>2007-12-30T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T19:13:09.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eating'/><title type='text'>Yummy!</title><content type='html'>Isabel started eating solids officially today! She has tasted things here and there (Mike is always giving her a bite of everything - soups, ice cream, chocolate - as you can see things that she could be highly allergic to, but it's better not to argue with him, you know him!).&lt;br /&gt;We weren't sure if she was ready for solids or not, but this last week we were at Grandma's and she had made some delicious pea soup. I gave Isabel a little taste and she loved it! She was really impatient in between bites, and she definitely let us know she is ready for some real food!&lt;br /&gt;So today I cooked some yams (that Grandma gave us also) for her. Again she was a very good eater; no ugly faces or anything, she was even patient this time. I'm excited to make lots of yummy baby food for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2fd709812b1978fc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2fd709812b1978fc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330242881%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D359644000DB6B676A533E404C043C7920748585A.4E9180659D53C7E222EAE1DB8F7C5014146206CA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2fd709812b1978fc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dx5IR4YfC76XcrJYbWUeg4uBlsX0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2fd709812b1978fc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330242881%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D359644000DB6B676A533E404C043C7920748585A.4E9180659D53C7E222EAE1DB8F7C5014146206CA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2fd709812b1978fc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dx5IR4YfC76XcrJYbWUeg4uBlsX0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I don't have my Christmas pictures yet, but soon I'll be posting them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-8098290565232306251?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/8098290565232306251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=8098290565232306251' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/8098290565232306251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/8098290565232306251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2007/12/yummy.html' title='Yummy!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-5719808222121718000</id><published>2007-12-14T10:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T10:57:16.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isabel being cute</title><content type='html'>Here's a video we made of Isabel sucking on her clothes.  She's really cute in this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3917cdede7450593" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3917cdede7450593%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330242881%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D41C44C91FC21B57150CEBF2D0FE7071F03268D9.8A1B3FF4517C527EFB067546B98C26D30CEF25D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3917cdede7450593%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DG8Sj16V8f9u93cXCoPCekjyG6ac&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3917cdede7450593%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330242881%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D41C44C91FC21B57150CEBF2D0FE7071F03268D9.8A1B3FF4517C527EFB067546B98C26D30CEF25D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3917cdede7450593%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DG8Sj16V8f9u93cXCoPCekjyG6ac&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-5719808222121718000?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/5719808222121718000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=5719808222121718000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/5719808222121718000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/5719808222121718000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2007/12/isabel-being-cute.html' title='Isabel being cute'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10932962862795097257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1148/803153245_272950940a_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-7489445810622118999</id><published>2007-12-09T21:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T22:09:21.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isabel and Sean</title><content type='html'>Today I was rumaging around in my closet and found the cable that goes from the camcorder to the computer.  So, I transfered all the film that we've done in the last few  months of Isabel and will be posting a few segments over the next little while.  This first one is a video of Isabel and Sean.  If any of you have met our friends Mike and Lori this is their kid.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-12b30af23ecca87f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D12b30af23ecca87f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330242881%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49E977CF1BC59731BF2013C264B0DB4E4BF60F02.3DDBA958042C2328A48FA98240ABE2135004FB32%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D12b30af23ecca87f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQUcGPcCKsiKcFD6NRaJStU3zlew&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D12b30af23ecca87f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330242881%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49E977CF1BC59731BF2013C264B0DB4E4BF60F02.3DDBA958042C2328A48FA98240ABE2135004FB32%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D12b30af23ecca87f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQUcGPcCKsiKcFD6NRaJStU3zlew&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-7489445810622118999?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=12b30af23ecca87f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/7489445810622118999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=7489445810622118999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7489445810622118999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7489445810622118999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2007/12/isabel-and-sean.html' title='Isabel and Sean'/><author><name>Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10932962862795097257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1148/803153245_272950940a_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-2069291261243276668</id><published>2007-12-02T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:05:00.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Isabel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/R1Md74qU9EI/AAAAAAAAACE/umDj6e66S5A/s1600-R/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/R1Md74qU9EI/AAAAAAAAACE/5H2awcxYSg8/s320/Picture+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139484514419274818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how fast they grow! Isabel is already 4 and a half months. She is already rolling, laughing (sparingly though), and almost sitting up by herself. She loves to sit and play with her toys. Another great trick are her fake coughs. She looks at us and does these little fake coughs to get our attention, it's hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;Things are going great here. We are excited for Christmas. Mike is very excited to get his presents, he is just like a kid!&lt;br /&gt;We loved spending Thanksgiving with some of you guys. It was too bad not everyone could be here, but we enjoyed spending time with the ones that were.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-2069291261243276668?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/2069291261243276668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=2069291261243276668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/2069291261243276668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/2069291261243276668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2007/12/super-isabel.html' title='Super Isabel'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/R1Md74qU9EI/AAAAAAAAACE/5H2awcxYSg8/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-5215651247380748583</id><published>2007-11-05T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T12:19:37.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia das Bruxas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Ry9ryFSa4BI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZvOy0ewIkLY/s1600-h/Outubro+2007+38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Ry9ryFSa4BI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZvOy0ewIkLY/s320/Outubro+2007+38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129437008755351570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Ry9rrlSa4AI/AAAAAAAAAB0/GwR1ZzLCVMw/s1600-h/Outubro+2007+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Ry9rrlSa4AI/AAAAAAAAAB0/GwR1ZzLCVMw/s320/Outubro+2007+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129436897086201858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Ry9riFSa3_I/AAAAAAAAABs/4OH8j0mpBIk/s1600-h/Outubro+2007+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Ry9riFSa3_I/AAAAAAAAABs/4OH8j0mpBIk/s320/Outubro+2007+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129436733877444594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Ry9rFlSa3-I/AAAAAAAAABk/Da-wMbk6KGM/s1600-h/Outubro+2007+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Ry9rFlSa3-I/AAAAAAAAABk/Da-wMbk6KGM/s320/Outubro+2007+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129436244251172834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of our cute pea pod. We had a fun Halloween, a bit cold for her taste (we were outside for a while during our ward party, and she was freezing when we got home), but it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;In the first picture, Isabel is being held by my friend Karena who came especially to see her in her costume. Then we have some pictures of Aunt Mari  really bugging her :), and finally Isabel getting some beauty sleep before the ward Halloween party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-5215651247380748583?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/5215651247380748583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=5215651247380748583' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/5215651247380748583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/5215651247380748583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2007/11/dia-das-bruxas.html' title='Dia das Bruxas'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Ry9ryFSa4BI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ZvOy0ewIkLY/s72-c/Outubro+2007+38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-1654473355217960477</id><published>2007-10-25T10:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T13:52:28.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For no better reason...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/RyDDD_e_MVI/AAAAAAAAABc/UwZ_lQ396nI/s1600-h/Outubro+2007+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/RyDDD_e_MVI/AAAAAAAAABc/UwZ_lQ396nI/s320/Outubro+2007+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125310849296052562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's been a while, hasn't it?! This last month has been a busy one. I've spent a lot of time helping my mom pick stuff out for their new home (they bought a townhome in Drapper), and also doing projects around our place. We have changed light fixtures in the kitchen, painted the office, redecorated some stuff... anyways, lots of fun for me (some of you don't know that my hobby is planning room decor... I just don't have the money to get all the things I design)!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Isabel is getting cuter by the minute! She loves to play with her toys now and make little sounds, she also smiles real big now. She is a very good baby. She is sleeping 10 - 11 hours at night, and taking little short naps during the day.&lt;br /&gt;I was watching Mike playing with her this morning and I thought how fun it will be to take her to the beach in Brazil some months from now. I then ran to her room to look for her little cousin's swim suit Emily put in one of the clothes boxes she lent me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For no better reason &lt;/span&gt;than to see her in a swim suit I dressed her up. She looked sooo cute! You can check out some more pictures at www.flickr.com/photos/upoopoo.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of pictures, we are really excited to see Denise and Kristin (and families, obviously) this next week. I hope we get lots of pictures of all the immensely cute babies we have in this family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-1654473355217960477?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/1654473355217960477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=1654473355217960477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/1654473355217960477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/1654473355217960477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2007/10/for-no-better-reason.html' title='For no better reason...'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/RyDDD_e_MVI/AAAAAAAAABc/UwZ_lQ396nI/s72-c/Outubro+2007+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-6930994032638343937</id><published>2007-09-26T11:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T12:02:05.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Hands</title><content type='html'>Isabel discovered she has hands! She spends most of the day sucking on them or playing with them. When she is sleepy she rubs her eyes and nose, it's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;We had a little photo session today. My grandma wants pictures of Isabel, so I dressed her in the outfits my grandma made and took lots of pictures. You can see them on flickr (www.flickr.com/photos/upoopoo). My grandmas don't have a computer so I'll be sending pictures in the mail. It's so weird, I feel like I don't even know how to do that anymore: printing pictures, putting them in an envelope, writing the address, going to the post office... I love digital cameras and the internet! (sorry the video is in Portuguese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2bdc76f03036fb21" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2bdc76f03036fb21%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330242881%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D321C07229D4F8902AFCD8E4F8939C863BDC61E8.1C0090A85D8FD3AB0A28FF51A65C9057E79F6A86%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2bdc76f03036fb21%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRGzDsDF4Dh5HkKgSB_dRomYEgOc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2bdc76f03036fb21%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330242881%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D321C07229D4F8902AFCD8E4F8939C863BDC61E8.1C0090A85D8FD3AB0A28FF51A65C9057E79F6A86%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2bdc76f03036fb21%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRGzDsDF4Dh5HkKgSB_dRomYEgOc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-6930994032638343937?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2bdc76f03036fb21&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/6930994032638343937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=6930994032638343937' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/6930994032638343937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/6930994032638343937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2007/09/little-hands.html' title='Little Hands'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-5519324959944801856</id><published>2007-09-12T12:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T13:03:22.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We made it!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Rug37Q0eTPI/AAAAAAAAABA/EQ8ts2uAEZ4/s1600-h/Sept2007+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Rug37Q0eTPI/AAAAAAAAABA/EQ8ts2uAEZ4/s320/Sept2007+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109395268518694130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how fast our little one is growing... she is two months old today! She is now 22.5 inches tall and weighs 10 pounds 3 ounces, 75% for her height (let's hope she keeps it up!) and 50% for her weight. The doctor said she looks great, and we are doing great job. He said we are ready for a second child (yeah, right!). She also got her shots today, which she didn't enjoy very much, but she got over it quickly enough.&lt;br /&gt;Mike and I are also doing good. We are more used to being parents now, and are truly enjoying watching Isabel grow.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before I forget... thanks to those who already sent me their family picture, I really appreciate it. Now those who haven't yet, I'll give you a couple more weeks, but after that, you already know what's going to happen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-5519324959944801856?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/5519324959944801856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=5519324959944801856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/5519324959944801856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/5519324959944801856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2007/09/we-made-it.html' title='We made it!!!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Rug37Q0eTPI/AAAAAAAAABA/EQ8ts2uAEZ4/s72-c/Sept2007+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-7563720776275642273</id><published>2007-09-04T15:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T13:17:05.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coughs and Giggles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/RuBSKTgZoOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/9iO_Vo2aw2E/s1600-h/Sept2007+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/RuBSKTgZoOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/9iO_Vo2aw2E/s320/Sept2007+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107172314426482914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Rt3PizgZoNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/2UcsifFr_G4/s1600-h/Sept2007+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Rt3PizgZoNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/2UcsifFr_G4/s320/Sept2007+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106465749356617938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last week has been a little difficult for us. Both Mike and I were sick, and now it seems like Isabel finally got sick too. She did fight it for a long time (considering I've been sick for over 2 weeks now), but she is getting a cold too. We had her first official doctor's visit today (not including well-baby visits).&lt;br /&gt;Besides all that, it's been great living with her! She loves to smile now. Mike can't get enough of her smiles. He's very excited because he's been noticing that she recognizes him, and looks at him just like she looks at me. We've been trying to get smiling pictures, but this is the best we've got so far. It seems like she stops smiling every time we get the camera... typical, huh?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-7563720776275642273?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/7563720776275642273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=7563720776275642273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7563720776275642273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/7563720776275642273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-last-week-has-been-little_04.html' title='Coughs and Giggles'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/RuBSKTgZoOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/9iO_Vo2aw2E/s72-c/Sept2007+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-298351113318616700</id><published>2007-08-25T10:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T10:57:32.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/RtBfQDgZoMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/H5cJ2aD2p4g/s1600-h/Isabel+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/RtBfQDgZoMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/H5cJ2aD2p4g/s320/Isabel+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102683107234521282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like Saturday morning... the sun shinning outside, the house clean, sleeping in.... NOT! Well, I did get to go back to bed after feeding her at 6 o'clock, and when I woke up, this is what I saw. Adorable, huh?! Mike being the wonderful dad he is took over the burping after I fed her (I was exhausted and could really use some more sleep). He loves her so much, and is so good with her. Last night during her last feeding of the day (somehow it feels like I am always feeding her... oh, I guess because I am! - that is something no amount of reading and babysitting can prepare you for, but I do enjoy it) he asked if he could put her to sleep, because he needed some Isabel time. They are too cute together. I love having that feeling that we have a real family now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-298351113318616700?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/298351113318616700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=298351113318616700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/298351113318616700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/298351113318616700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2007/08/saturday-morning.html' title='Saturday morning'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/RtBfQDgZoMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/H5cJ2aD2p4g/s72-c/Isabel+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-5398477266343708600</id><published>2007-08-23T15:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T15:47:55.511-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Rs3_5DgZoLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FMg2NAOW95E/s1600-h/Isabel+newborn-1mes+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Rs3_5DgZoLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FMg2NAOW95E/s320/Isabel+newborn-1mes+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102015308539470002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   When Isabel was born, I think Mike sent everyone a link to where you could see her pictures. I just wanted to let you guys know that we are adding pictures to that site all the time (I just can't help taking pictures when she does all the cute things she does - lots of sleeping pics though, she is just adorable when she sleeps!). Well, here is the link in case you need it again: www.flickr.com/photos/upoopoo&lt;br /&gt;   The picture on the side is a little sneak-peek of what Mike did to Isabel when she was sleeping like a rock (she is a great sleeper by the way) and he was bored. It's too cute though, and even I thought it was worth bugging her a little. Oh, the bear was given to her by my dad the first day he saw her. He had just flown in from Colombia with a connection in Atlanta, hence the Georgia bear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-5398477266343708600?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/5398477266343708600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=5398477266343708600' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/5398477266343708600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/5398477266343708600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2007/08/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Rs3_5DgZoLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FMg2NAOW95E/s72-c/Isabel+newborn-1mes+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4466351872300828773.post-3608325284358375736</id><published>2007-08-23T14:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T15:04:37.400-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keeping in touch'/><title type='text'>Keeping in touch with the family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Rs32UDgZoKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLINE9Rg9YY/s1600-h/familia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Rs32UDgZoKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLINE9Rg9YY/s320/familia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102004777279660194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    It looks like the Wilson family has chosen blogging as its new way of keeping in touch and up to date with each others' lives. It seems logical then that I create my own blog to also show what is going on in our little family. I've never been much of a blogger, but since I am home full-time now, I might be better at it; we'll see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4466351872300828773-3608325284358375736?l=lifewithisabel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/feeds/3608325284358375736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4466351872300828773&amp;postID=3608325284358375736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/3608325284358375736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4466351872300828773/posts/default/3608325284358375736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifewithisabel.blogspot.com/2007/08/keeping-in-touch-with-family.html' title='Keeping in touch with the family'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11575651439858373483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q5ugDGyt7tY/Rs32UDgZoKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qLINE9Rg9YY/s72-c/familia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
