<?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-2544906638745954273</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:26:53.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Busy Beavers</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15300319984364140577</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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2544906638745954273.post-8794975622321637519</id><published>2009-01-03T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T06:29:55.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Did What?!</title><content type='html'>Let me set the scene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad had just left for a trip into town to buy a few groceries, I am trying to start a fire in the wood burning stove we have, Hayden is getting fussy on the floor(nap time), and I hear Madison start to cry.  Oh brother, what now!  The last time I checked on her (just a few minutes ago) she was sitting making Christmas ornaments with melting beads.  I leave my fire making post and go to meet her in the hallway.  After asking what was wrong, Madison precedes to tell me that she. here goes, stuck one of the melting beads up her nose and can not get it out.  "You did what!" was my first comment.  Next came the flashlight, no luck can't see a thing.  Then, came a phone call to Chad to get him to come home in case we have to go to the doctor to get it out.  Also a phone call to my mom for suggestions.  Try making her sneeze and just take her in was all the help I got.  Great!  It is the day before the family Christmas party, a few hours before the in-laws come in, and 1 hour before leaving time for dance. Well, after an attempt with sniffing pepper and 6 good blows out of one nostril out it came.  Madison and I were both very excited to have it fly out of her nose. &lt;br /&gt;I guess use this as a warning.  Even though the age is 4+ on a craft don't leave it to your five year old to behave.  She said she did it because Hayden told her to.  Does she not understand that he is only 5 months old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2544906638745954273-8794975622321637519?l=thebusybeavers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/feeds/8794975622321637519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2544906638745954273&amp;postID=8794975622321637519' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/8794975622321637519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/8794975622321637519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-did-what.html' title='You Did What?!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15300319984364140577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2544906638745954273.post-3846674851926232473</id><published>2009-01-03T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T06:11:42.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It is that time of year for Madison to start working on her dances for recital. The theme this year is another wonderful disney movie and one of Madison's favorites. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287067643689626082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Emfs6ZYZk7U/SV9wAoWU6eI/AAAAAAAAABQ/64X9Rv6moxc/s320/images%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mary Poppins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We are all very excited about this.   I think that the best part for Madison is that Hannah (cousin and Madison's idol) gets to play Mary Poppins in one of the shows.  Her tap dance is "a song about diamonds" with red costumes.  We can not wait until the big show in June!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2544906638745954273-3846674851926232473?l=thebusybeavers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/feeds/3846674851926232473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2544906638745954273&amp;postID=3846674851926232473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/3846674851926232473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/3846674851926232473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/2009/01/big-show.html' title='The Big Show'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15300319984364140577</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/_Emfs6ZYZk7U/SV9wAoWU6eI/AAAAAAAAABQ/64X9Rv6moxc/s72-c/images%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2544906638745954273.post-3749765943438867189</id><published>2008-10-08T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T11:56:22.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies Night Out</title><content type='html'>Well I have now heard it all, out of the mouth of Madison.  Let me just say for the record that I love her dearly and I do not know what I would do without her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here comes the story...&lt;br /&gt;About once a month my mom picks up Madison and my cousin Kaylee for a dinner date.  This is a time for Madison to get out of the house and to get some one on one time with someone, something that she does not get at home too much.  Well this time Hayden and I were invited.  I was very excited to go to dinner and have some adult contact (besides Chad).  Before I could even get out of the door Madison had a comment for me.  "I don't mind if you go, but don't do anything silly!"  Unbelievable my five year old is already worried that mom will do something to upset her.  Let me just inform you all, I am going to save all the "silly things" for when she reaches high school. :)  Don't worry everything went smooth and  we all had a wonderful evening!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2544906638745954273-3749765943438867189?l=thebusybeavers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/feeds/3749765943438867189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2544906638745954273&amp;postID=3749765943438867189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/3749765943438867189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/3749765943438867189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/2008/10/ladies-night-out.html' title='Ladies Night Out'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15300319984364140577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2544906638745954273.post-1457914017551138611</id><published>2008-09-17T07:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:37:47.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Him Grow!</title><content type='html'>Okay so twice in one day, what an over achiever I am.  Not really, I think that I just feel a little guilty for not posting in a long time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Emfs6ZYZk7U/SNERhzVQ6II/AAAAAAAAAA8/NNMF9cJCck0/s1600-h/P2130067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246994313276090498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Emfs6ZYZk7U/SNERhzVQ6II/AAAAAAAAAA8/NNMF9cJCck0/s320/P2130067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow, time flies.  Here is the latest picture of little Hayden.  He is changing so much.  He now seems to really focus on people and things.  He is even starting to coo and smile.  He likes to lay on the floor and watch his farm activity center. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time (don't worry not again today)!&lt;br /&gt;Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2544906638745954273-1457914017551138611?l=thebusybeavers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/feeds/1457914017551138611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2544906638745954273&amp;postID=1457914017551138611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/1457914017551138611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/1457914017551138611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/2008/09/watch-him-grow.html' title='Watch Him Grow!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15300319984364140577</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/_Emfs6ZYZk7U/SNERhzVQ6II/AAAAAAAAAA8/NNMF9cJCck0/s72-c/P2130067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2544906638745954273.post-755079656992295695</id><published>2008-09-17T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:13:35.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He Is Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Emfs6ZYZk7U/SNELGjnBojI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FTB0rcgd8fA/s1600-h/GetAttachment%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246987248129385010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Emfs6ZYZk7U/SNELGjnBojI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FTB0rcgd8fA/s320/GetAttachment%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that it has been a really long time since my last post, but a lot has been happening. First thing first, he is here. We have waited a long time for this beautiful baby to arrive and the day finally arrived. Hayden joined our family on July 11th at 5:03 p.m. We think he is wonderful (Madison does too as long as he is not crying). He looks so much like his big sister, they even have the same birthmarks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next came my career change! This was a very hard decision for me. I loved my job and the people that I worked with, but I had a chance to stay at home with my children. I decided to start babysitting in my home. I am finding out that my new career choice has its challenges (did you know that a child's play stroller can hold a 7 year old boy so that he can take pictures down off your wall) it is a blessing and I really enjoy it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally the last big change is school. Madison made the big step this year into kindergarten. Yes, I did say that my little girl is now a big girl. This was a hard day for mom. She loves school and seems to be doing well (no notes from the teacher yet). The only trouble is that my sweet little girl is "Moody Moose" when she comes off of the bus. Usually she is skipping from the bus with the world's biggest smile and then she hits the front door and look out! We are attributing this wonderful attitude to the fact that instead of eating her lunch at school she likes to play paper, rock, scissors. What a good use of time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Emfs6ZYZk7U/SNEP8cSShnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/cabo1DtddnE/s1600-h/P1290059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246992571922810482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Emfs6ZYZk7U/SNEP8cSShnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/cabo1DtddnE/s320/P1290059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well these are the adventures that have been running my life for the last few months. I hope you are all doing well and I WILL post again soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2544906638745954273-755079656992295695?l=thebusybeavers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/feeds/755079656992295695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2544906638745954273&amp;postID=755079656992295695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/755079656992295695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/755079656992295695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/2008/09/he-is-here.html' title='He Is Here'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15300319984364140577</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/_Emfs6ZYZk7U/SNELGjnBojI/AAAAAAAAAAk/FTB0rcgd8fA/s72-c/GetAttachment%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2544906638745954273.post-2469127364301162914</id><published>2008-06-07T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T10:43:44.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Proud Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Emfs6ZYZk7U/SErFkmo7ZCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vQM7y8yx0d8/s1600-h/images%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209193151645574178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Emfs6ZYZk7U/SErFkmo7ZCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vQM7y8yx0d8/s320/images%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We Made It!!  Last night was the first dance recital.  Much to mommy's surprise she did wonderful!  I think that I was more nervous for her than she was.  Mickey Mouse Clubhouse (her tap) was the better of the two most of the guests had said.  Bambi ice princess (her ballet) did go well, but she did not know it as well.  All of Maddie's friends did a wonderful job!  I think that Maddie was so proud of herself and couldn't believe that it was over.  She also enjoyed all the attention from her fans after the show and the medal that Miss Pam gave the students was a big hit too.  We also can not forget the roses from Grandma and the daisies from daddy.  Now we sadly hang up the dancing shoes until September!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has been a busy and interesting week for us.  I finished the school year yesterday, finally.  This week we also had the big 5th birthday and first dance recital (as talked about above).  I think that we will now have some time to rest before the new bundle of joy arrives.  Although this week seemed like a whirlwind I would have not changed or missed one moment of it for anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2544906638745954273-2469127364301162914?l=thebusybeavers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/feeds/2469127364301162914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2544906638745954273&amp;postID=2469127364301162914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/2469127364301162914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/2469127364301162914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-proud-mommy.html' title='One Proud Mommy'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15300319984364140577</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/_Emfs6ZYZk7U/SErFkmo7ZCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vQM7y8yx0d8/s72-c/images%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2544906638745954273.post-2069767256702960081</id><published>2008-05-24T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T08:00:06.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You Count That!</title><content type='html'>It has been just over a week since I have been checking my blood 4 times a day. I did not know that your fingers could handle being poked that much. Thank God that my counts have been REALLY good. It is just hard making sure that you do not go over your carb. count for each meal. I did not know that carbs. could add up so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did go to the doctor on Tuesday. As I stepped on the dreaded scale I noticed that the weight went down 3 pounds from 2 weeks earlier. &lt;strong&gt;Mark it down&lt;/strong&gt;, this is probably the first and last time that I will have actually lost weight while being pregnant!!!! The doctor was not concerned and said that this usually happened when pregnant mothers go on the gestational diabetes diet. He also said that he will probably induce Hayden at 39 weeks. Oh my goodness, this is only 7 weeks away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recital count down is at 2 weeks(one more practice)! The new tap shoes we ordered four weeks ago finally came in this week. This was a glorious thing for a little girl who has been squeezing her foot into shoes that were too small. Maddie is so excited about the recital, let's just hope that the excitement does not fade as the stage comes into sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that I should wrap this up for now. There are flowers to plant and dishes to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2544906638745954273-2069767256702960081?l=thebusybeavers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/feeds/2069767256702960081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2544906638745954273&amp;postID=2069767256702960081' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/2069767256702960081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/2069767256702960081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/2008/05/did-you-count-that.html' title='Did You Count That!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15300319984364140577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2544906638745954273.post-8569404267022453109</id><published>2008-05-01T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T10:57:25.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Emfs6ZYZk7U/SBoDZCCtTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFuBBD7GaJ8/s1600-h/P1010034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195468848705130050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Emfs6ZYZk7U/SBoDZCCtTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFuBBD7GaJ8/s320/P1010034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the dancing queen.  Do not let the crossed hands and grin fool you!  A handful she can be, but she is the light of our eyes.  She loves dance class (thanks to Hannah) going to class with her and Miss Pam.  Hopefully she will do a great job on stage.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2544906638745954273-8569404267022453109?l=thebusybeavers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/feeds/8569404267022453109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2544906638745954273&amp;postID=8569404267022453109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/8569404267022453109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/8569404267022453109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/2008/05/dancing-angel.html' title='Dancing Angel'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15300319984364140577</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/_Emfs6ZYZk7U/SBoDZCCtTkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wFuBBD7GaJ8/s72-c/P1010034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2544906638745954273.post-4874119217317892103</id><published>2008-05-01T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T10:45:21.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, I Am Still Alive</title><content type='html'>I know that it has been a long time since the last post.  I have lost all extra time, so it seems.  It has been an interesting week.  Monday I get a call from the doctor's office saying that I need to come back in for a second (3 hour) glucose screening.  How in the world could this happen?  I have been watching everything that I eat and am eating so much better than with the 1st pregnancy.  Maybe as a good friend said I should just "blow the mother out until Monday!"  I think she maybe right, watching it doesn't help.  I am sure that I will post Monday with the wonderful test results.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on Monday I found out that one of my former students commited suicide.  I had worked with this gentleman for 2 1/2 years.  He had just switched schools at the start of the school year to another school in our district.   He was a wonderful kid and will be missed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note.  We have three dance classes until the big dance recital.  Maddie is getting very excited about the show, but I do not think that she realizes what is really going to happen.  I just hope that she can make it through dancing both tap and ballet.  This ought to be interesting.   The good news is that I was picked to be the stage mom for her class.  Hopefully, this will ease emotions for mother and daughter!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2544906638745954273-4874119217317892103?l=thebusybeavers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/feeds/4874119217317892103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2544906638745954273&amp;postID=4874119217317892103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/4874119217317892103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/4874119217317892103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/2008/05/okay-i-am-still-alive.html' title='Okay, I Am Still Alive'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15300319984364140577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2544906638745954273.post-274520004598342680</id><published>2008-04-07T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T17:24:26.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Talk about "busy Beavers."  This weekend was packed with all kinds of work.  Maddie's room is now finished.  Her new bunk beds are up and she is loving sleeping on them (hasn't tried the top yet).  And shelves were put up in her closet, to hold all of her treasures. &lt;br /&gt; Also the little brothers room is ready.  The walls were painted and the toys were cleaned out.  Maddie is still not liking the idea of not having a toy room.  She thinks it would be best if little brother would just sleep in the garage.  Boy do I have my hands full!  Oh, we also got the baby bed put up with the help of Big Sister! &lt;br /&gt;It may have been a busy weekend, but it feels great to get so many things done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2544906638745954273-274520004598342680?l=thebusybeavers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/feeds/274520004598342680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2544906638745954273&amp;postID=274520004598342680' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/274520004598342680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/274520004598342680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-weekend.html' title='What A Weekend!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15300319984364140577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2544906638745954273.post-1678778080193247769</id><published>2008-03-31T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T10:46:28.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Week Check Up</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday I  went to the doctor for my 24 week (once a month doctor trip) check up.  Everything with baby was fine, heartbeat was 160 range.  The trouble was that I was not feeling to grand myself.  I had a nasty cough and a low fever.  He gave me some wonderful medicine to help me sleep through the night and clear some of the junk out of my chest.  I am just waiting for it to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2544906638745954273-1678778080193247769?l=thebusybeavers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/feeds/1678778080193247769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2544906638745954273&amp;postID=1678778080193247769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/1678778080193247769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/1678778080193247769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/2008/03/24-week-check-up.html' title='24 Week Check Up'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15300319984364140577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2544906638745954273.post-820378572624168205</id><published>2008-03-24T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T09:55:00.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking the Big Step</title><content type='html'>Well here it is the first post. It has only taken me a few days to get this going. This is simply a blog for me to keep our family and friends up to date on the happenings in our house (trust me a lot of things happen there) and hopefully to entertain the reader on my attempts to handle an almost five year old and being 5 months pregnant.  I hope you enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2544906638745954273-820378572624168205?l=thebusybeavers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/feeds/820378572624168205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2544906638745954273&amp;postID=820378572624168205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/820378572624168205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2544906638745954273/posts/default/820378572624168205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebusybeavers.blogspot.com/2008/03/taking-big-step.html' title='Taking the Big Step'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15300319984364140577</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
