tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878633302252013292024-03-05T10:43:00.987-08:00Tales of Browns, young and old...So far the moral of our story is just when life becomes predictable, God turns it upside down... But this is just the beginning!Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.comBlogger164125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-72469982414831673332011-07-01T08:46:00.001-07:002011-07-01T09:34:36.773-07:00Halle's latest photoshoot and stats...<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnik2_m4ixWqxAIFMUuuCzmE4nSWXW3oHwtwLvj8XXt6RfwItPQeh3G0DnWLBHXN_bzjya0OY5jnAtewfTC4aGcyReFLN9QDYrGpzHQv4Pu5_xrs1S01doifIuj9rMsA8dg-j8lzfECAuP/s1600/photo+1-780624.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnik2_m4ixWqxAIFMUuuCzmE4nSWXW3oHwtwLvj8XXt6RfwItPQeh3G0DnWLBHXN_bzjya0OY5jnAtewfTC4aGcyReFLN9QDYrGpzHQv4Pu5_xrs1S01doifIuj9rMsA8dg-j8lzfECAuP/s320/photo+1-780624.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624410778539078610" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAbjgbJ1KW2WOdXq8bNF8M1ttvI974zrDTNSOqly4A2NSJJNrgRAo0pohvPufExMhZQ6ikZ4XpYFy9ZR-Bbfa-DpBzqhs3CUATGMeQ-HsR-YEvvxakYqhHiWw9kPDIjQqk1uDz36wO96GE/s1600/photo+2-781958.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAbjgbJ1KW2WOdXq8bNF8M1ttvI974zrDTNSOqly4A2NSJJNrgRAo0pohvPufExMhZQ6ikZ4XpYFy9ZR-Bbfa-DpBzqhs3CUATGMeQ-HsR-YEvvxakYqhHiWw9kPDIjQqk1uDz36wO96GE/s320/photo+2-781958.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624410779797722434" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQLQFnHI65wT6NuTT0kpwws9GQzpGhYUjnl4_5Wkaf5pIpC-PpX6sRbSCITVJIPCbnfRL90GWx4Vx-cFr_XV5mEqptMOwLowRHdFBc1XVJFi9lUpfU-PrMKJ8SzR2VVPSCfaA5LvZu8leF/s1600/photo+3-784442.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQLQFnHI65wT6NuTT0kpwws9GQzpGhYUjnl4_5Wkaf5pIpC-PpX6sRbSCITVJIPCbnfRL90GWx4Vx-cFr_XV5mEqptMOwLowRHdFBc1XVJFi9lUpfU-PrMKJ8SzR2VVPSCfaA5LvZu8leF/s320/photo+3-784442.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624410791635346770" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs_RkVI2ycgg0dPkfZqsZHxREjzcU6vkHMmCLiDkWloTP_C2n8ALKrNV-inVXvRhqMAHxjxun019CeA5cUeGUVmLYPM0W0os6-rQE5uhAithTR0t81Q7NjN0U385EGPnuSddum5TXxczOX/s1600/photo+4-786494.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs_RkVI2ycgg0dPkfZqsZHxREjzcU6vkHMmCLiDkWloTP_C2n8ALKrNV-inVXvRhqMAHxjxun019CeA5cUeGUVmLYPM0W0os6-rQE5uhAithTR0t81Q7NjN0U385EGPnuSddum5TXxczOX/s320/photo+4-786494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624410800124140770" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkkAoSwNH2JERUxYKsHPJHsnNA3nsbOq1TVB7sJLRXZbxU198QlrdtjU_mIPSSaG-iveD5GRwcqwTaSwXbobbyDyTjdmsyOX9GxapvalcAgi3AJwP3hz9fFJR_3KecTy7RPYn0LGkvAeWE/s1600/photo+5-789224.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkkAoSwNH2JERUxYKsHPJHsnNA3nsbOq1TVB7sJLRXZbxU198QlrdtjU_mIPSSaG-iveD5GRwcqwTaSwXbobbyDyTjdmsyOX9GxapvalcAgi3AJwP3hz9fFJR_3KecTy7RPYn0LGkvAeWE/s320/photo+5-789224.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624410812221176098" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">I can't believe it's already been a year. My little baby has become this beautiful little girl. Sigh. Thanks Hillary for the fabulous pictures!</p><p class="mobile-photo">Halle at one year:</p><p class="mobile-photo">24 lbs (87%), 30" (77%).</p><p class="mobile-photo">My beautiful BIG girl!</p>Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-70145931084806529732011-06-14T21:52:00.001-07:002011-06-14T21:55:04.857-07:00One year ago today...<p class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0dvzueNrdR0oDQOheN1ATT88Z5yCvP1u32jpJMRYJ6HMmkBE5yBP8eJEVpfsxDj9N_Mj7LrBN45bCqEfvaTleyuEvVPw40ZzeJ6I5LdOOIN0giCZ3JvRCh8rtIwSoSqnxXX97G30uyoR_/s1600/photo+1-742767.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0dvzueNrdR0oDQOheN1ATT88Z5yCvP1u32jpJMRYJ6HMmkBE5yBP8eJEVpfsxDj9N_Mj7LrBN45bCqEfvaTleyuEvVPw40ZzeJ6I5LdOOIN0giCZ3JvRCh8rtIwSoSqnxXX97G30uyoR_/s320/photo+1-742767.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618304890519114818" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4XOxRAp5RHohwXvJul6D4hIposSsfAvja8Tha1KHqNL70WblMamvaxyw0OZYhQpkg4alyz4qoyuWlS7RAwhU0vNW4HBELBeoZVk4mQpmgdVZF6zpi9aN3yxrDHy3iiedV5iZsCjaggytl/s1600/photo+2-745018.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4XOxRAp5RHohwXvJul6D4hIposSsfAvja8Tha1KHqNL70WblMamvaxyw0OZYhQpkg4alyz4qoyuWlS7RAwhU0vNW4HBELBeoZVk4mQpmgdVZF6zpi9aN3yxrDHy3iiedV5iZsCjaggytl/s320/photo+2-745018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618304897144051218" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEindqsMKjQlYyt3SyayCNComI_96BdsGAr33sdTQWuk9AmmtyRFiCWFv3SCRPwfkhvyGH59CffMQIJh7xUILg_F128FcfvyFuc_V4m_0a8D9F-HQZv2jD8lcRQm8aoP9UZJlhel57ST04jd/s1600/photo+3-746505.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEindqsMKjQlYyt3SyayCNComI_96BdsGAr33sdTQWuk9AmmtyRFiCWFv3SCRPwfkhvyGH59CffMQIJh7xUILg_F128FcfvyFuc_V4m_0a8D9F-HQZv2jD8lcRQm8aoP9UZJlhel57ST04jd/s320/photo+3-746505.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618304900204435378" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi62JdLDAL5e4Yqr2xBRwVxCQtyVB9XeHVlNpbsXFKpslXDi3nzLfu7gva_rXfFG6qEAm4ASipLovR98hHX5RtkqnlLUnmjiWglxITqLL4Gg8_gfnoshBV_uVQR9ICsK_tBuVuDfpdrmeCp/s1600/photo+4-747954.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi62JdLDAL5e4Yqr2xBRwVxCQtyVB9XeHVlNpbsXFKpslXDi3nzLfu7gva_rXfFG6qEAm4ASipLovR98hHX5RtkqnlLUnmjiWglxITqLL4Gg8_gfnoshBV_uVQR9ICsK_tBuVuDfpdrmeCp/s320/photo+4-747954.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618304909895738978" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQgYhfvw5k7gZZEYcisIiYssOCntB2NgGtqO9SXbEywjEhO9-84qQ6sEVd3WbWl2yRM-XGe46BBIWvaDZcBoZttOeC3g3fYHqXKvKCCi25aksQnqhaRPHkkWY3BoW-4057o4BTl_JQbup6/s1600/photo+5-749059.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQgYhfvw5k7gZZEYcisIiYssOCntB2NgGtqO9SXbEywjEhO9-84qQ6sEVd3WbWl2yRM-XGe46BBIWvaDZcBoZttOeC3g3fYHqXKvKCCi25aksQnqhaRPHkkWY3BoW-4057o4BTl_JQbup6/s320/photo+5-749059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618304912548064226" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;">Happy birthday baby girl.</p>Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-11750085547621148742011-06-14T21:50:00.000-07:002011-06-14T22:10:05.640-07:00Halle at 12 months...<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvLvTtAF6Nkv7EQrb0I7ML5sEPRyY0CjXXREocO__FcNWMepviUxqFeZZPQ7tDOBmZ1pLBD_TZHQihyQotwRX4nSw2hCpkWEQCsjTw33OSaMs3CQGTv6T1t-mv-ene0UQR68wkwOl_XM-P/s1600/photo+1-719770.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvLvTtAF6Nkv7EQrb0I7ML5sEPRyY0CjXXREocO__FcNWMepviUxqFeZZPQ7tDOBmZ1pLBD_TZHQihyQotwRX4nSw2hCpkWEQCsjTw33OSaMs3CQGTv6T1t-mv-ene0UQR68wkwOl_XM-P/s320/photo+1-719770.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618305221277245202" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">- has been to Hawaii. She loved the beach, eating delicious fruit, and playing in the pool. Oh, and her hair developed a ringlet-curliness all over that surprisingly has not disappeared since we came back to our 0% humidity home. We love the curls!</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRFfNdny5H7QkNit-hU_6W1BYe-j2U2euKDJac1_J2Q9dVOJnUcWBNapOaWfRZ3X_nxYpzutmbs24ZS_hE4uzywGKekL0mSDt0k9IQDG04_K-TpbjaphJIUI7gVaWZVkkY79llWuFf8GRL/s1600/photo+2-721373.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRFfNdny5H7QkNit-hU_6W1BYe-j2U2euKDJac1_J2Q9dVOJnUcWBNapOaWfRZ3X_nxYpzutmbs24ZS_hE4uzywGKekL0mSDt0k9IQDG04_K-TpbjaphJIUI7gVaWZVkkY79llWuFf8GRL/s320/photo+2-721373.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618305226284705250" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">- plays hard like a big girl. Halle progressed rapidly from standing to walking to running and climbing. Mommy is having a hard time keeping up! We also clap, dance (she boogies up and down and twirls like a ballerina), and say "Mama", "Dada", and "Bah Bah". Jim is convinced she says "Hi Dad" when she sees him! </p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvLk9CB_6_dJwN-kOx1gQW2bo9JV61-3bRtjxhWBXRm6oMdf58N5Zsw4joSF5_IeuMQGSfE1I3ROAddl523QB4vcS79Bte98QhKrnCnvIQJ8jvVN5srfYBCY4UWonk599Vpwt9ivIuXU_t/s1600/photo+3-723636.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvLk9CB_6_dJwN-kOx1gQW2bo9JV61-3bRtjxhWBXRm6oMdf58N5Zsw4joSF5_IeuMQGSfE1I3ROAddl523QB4vcS79Bte98QhKrnCnvIQJ8jvVN5srfYBCY4UWonk599Vpwt9ivIuXU_t/s320/photo+3-723636.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618305234727532898" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">- LOVES water. Did I mention that already? This girl has no fear in the pool (and has dived in face-first several times already!)</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicIip-La2Dclq2zn7xZsGMqJxR4gsXDNRsNXDlIGJcdqpincW949moCQqvdeHzoWaRRu2iztZII75ptieJ8xXjnYWy9e_by4yVGmLT6_OoOwvKaPHUFljtnppa-h6_cMnuHbdYW9Mobr_A/s1600/photo+4-726350.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicIip-La2Dclq2zn7xZsGMqJxR4gsXDNRsNXDlIGJcdqpincW949moCQqvdeHzoWaRRu2iztZII75ptieJ8xXjnYWy9e_by4yVGmLT6_OoOwvKaPHUFljtnppa-h6_cMnuHbdYW9Mobr_A/s320/photo+4-726350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618305250384039810" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">- still eats like a champ... sort of. We've entered that special toddler phase where eating < playing. That said, Halle never passes up fruit (with the exception of pineapple, which gives her a nasty rash). This picture is Halle enjoying her birthday cake!</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimNzVkStZRt1ADoY3LHMynzX0BUA5qxBFa_CTsYbT4bniLXLIlAxmN5hbWwSzoUw23cyLL-2aCIV6Hf25X5teORW8_F-E5hHgzYoLWu6djWDCYcKwVzw0Bl6SARJW42jQg2PMy9Mv8O9Hz/s1600/photo+5-728306.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimNzVkStZRt1ADoY3LHMynzX0BUA5qxBFa_CTsYbT4bniLXLIlAxmN5hbWwSzoUw23cyLL-2aCIV6Hf25X5teORW8_F-E5hHgzYoLWu6djWDCYcKwVzw0Bl6SARJW42jQg2PMy9Mv8O9Hz/s320/photo+5-728306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618305254477832674" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">- drinks proficiently from a straw. And has sampled (and enjoyed) soda and tea. Please don't turn me into CPS.</p><p class="mobile-photo">12-month stats to come. We are wearing 18-24 month clothing, so I'm guessing she hasn't suddenly dropped off the growth charts!</p>Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-12571333342280475062011-04-14T18:35:00.000-07:002011-04-14T20:45:04.566-07:00Look who's 10 months old today!<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUrH_NnC39IRRMfJtuUEpxEOTDxlEJNHw5Bpln9Yukf6oDU6KfNTPi5lAMwYKnemFOG-LmZ43fh6yY7EQlwr4WeFYoLBRrW_jMEq8oCX-7Jljo6qcmPwY_kySIk-FzNPrfc9wxp3H-6hlG/s1600/photo+1-704155.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUrH_NnC39IRRMfJtuUEpxEOTDxlEJNHw5Bpln9Yukf6oDU6KfNTPi5lAMwYKnemFOG-LmZ43fh6yY7EQlwr4WeFYoLBRrW_jMEq8oCX-7Jljo6qcmPwY_kySIk-FzNPrfc9wxp3H-6hlG/s320/photo+1-704155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595618279272834754" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp97HEkzqp8C8P5_BJBpvccRqEtZGgEpjtmAZZCUvVKuAVg6lVAOs2RpXApY_yoZ4AfQhWmBOTsYZMDuVs678N8D-wsHLiQy8ojiiXcenrAkTrhSB63NIw7UCbSptmUuMfR3ovydHyhyphenhyphenDl/s1600/photo+2-705636.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp97HEkzqp8C8P5_BJBpvccRqEtZGgEpjtmAZZCUvVKuAVg6lVAOs2RpXApY_yoZ4AfQhWmBOTsYZMDuVs678N8D-wsHLiQy8ojiiXcenrAkTrhSB63NIw7UCbSptmUuMfR3ovydHyhyphenhyphenDl/s320/photo+2-705636.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595618284963868370" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBNFAfd4CbL_AxRJjINRDNiyBPFuBfTOMyObppViSBgvP-yHmdfHrpmmGej0kV3Rgd9bukH1tbhQVtlkn0lfIKcNX9JdB_teSk9xA9R19TorTi_6pBKl7YiWeHGN7uIRHbyvyb7ujCvbHY/s1600/photo+3-707930.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBNFAfd4CbL_AxRJjINRDNiyBPFuBfTOMyObppViSBgvP-yHmdfHrpmmGej0kV3Rgd9bukH1tbhQVtlkn0lfIKcNX9JdB_teSk9xA9R19TorTi_6pBKl7YiWeHGN7uIRHbyvyb7ujCvbHY/s320/photo+3-707930.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595618293681769906" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyiOzyuNpWCoqRwKN9d2fexICL_we5V1wLzUgc_2HwEVsRdrAvP0HWP_Fi5QKZl1uEgc4-76SQW1syKjZ0QcXMncqHS3dQaWGE8PywXLssW6XYcLG3o0mXD69tfg4OCBTvbx19bDbGqXo6/s1600/photo+4-708595.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyiOzyuNpWCoqRwKN9d2fexICL_we5V1wLzUgc_2HwEVsRdrAvP0HWP_Fi5QKZl1uEgc4-76SQW1syKjZ0QcXMncqHS3dQaWGE8PywXLssW6XYcLG3o0mXD69tfg4OCBTvbx19bDbGqXo6/s320/photo+4-708595.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595618294526171602" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgikWA0JyFurZCBTa-3VC_panoXU-d70wzNf5-cUGql5Vfw0zYNSzAtPdsGcmgUtvdhBihgtSX4fv-BEOpqL_4vn5tb3DL7juY_Sj3eowB7LoEA4wyKtcbWd9icSgIUaXcHSLQIAy5REzXT/s1600/photo+5-709387.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgikWA0JyFurZCBTa-3VC_panoXU-d70wzNf5-cUGql5Vfw0zYNSzAtPdsGcmgUtvdhBihgtSX4fv-BEOpqL_4vn5tb3DL7juY_Sj3eowB7LoEA4wyKtcbWd9icSgIUaXcHSLQIAy5REzXT/s320/photo+5-709387.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595618294676344034" /></a></p>Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-25186935565991279342011-03-25T16:44:00.000-07:002011-03-29T15:20:21.254-07:009-month check-up!<p class="mobile-photo" align="center">Weight: 22.2 lbs (92%) </p><br /><p class="mobile-photo" align="center">Height: 28.2 inches (68%) </p><br /><p align="center">In summary, we are getting shorter and fatter.</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigqfDO-uTTPgKRwBERhlVJvbpAAvtjXYxkumY14scsyqaq6ZW5LhRt2PCsBCuGe85NuNvlMgCnqXODJxBfyAcClSwdXByGMSdm_Fx8BuDuthdemKOKWxNqJVUcLrEKvh_7uXipeNRbpEh5/s1600/photo+1-794420.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588168185315373778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigqfDO-uTTPgKRwBERhlVJvbpAAvtjXYxkumY14scsyqaq6ZW5LhRt2PCsBCuGe85NuNvlMgCnqXODJxBfyAcClSwdXByGMSdm_Fx8BuDuthdemKOKWxNqJVUcLrEKvh_7uXipeNRbpEh5/s320/photo+1-794420.JPG" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">Maybe that's why the majority of my pictures lately feature Halle eating. Have I mentioned she is refusing baby food now? And being fed with a spoon? Yes, we are officially graduated to table foods!</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUek2nmtSzQuIsrnM53gzruRxJ9sG65p9pHNCjGV-sbZmVSVzeWY5PqsQmrjcKsXXH56K7k2Xy4m1t8X9RD7vALsxYTmwswkLbuQyWhYlhaneHh37Z9PlyyxvgWB5ErtJwWCNVY0NFrfWH/s1600/photo+2-796892.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588168195805402562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUek2nmtSzQuIsrnM53gzruRxJ9sG65p9pHNCjGV-sbZmVSVzeWY5PqsQmrjcKsXXH56K7k2Xy4m1t8X9RD7vALsxYTmwswkLbuQyWhYlhaneHh37Z9PlyyxvgWB5ErtJwWCNVY0NFrfWH/s320/photo+2-796892.JPG" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="center">Oh look - I found one picture where she isn't eating...</p><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9a6C4gt8K2aSZ4qdV0-LB1Hia8AzQagxJ_hqeYjnkLVWTafnKStAU_PcLdtavlZF4s_F7arngSTffBWBApoSZAegHS2Xy_3LT4lawFYrV5o757qjDT6pxhsn_KKj_Z-SiEd8VLpVYpBDg/s1600/photo+3-797967.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588168196675522370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9a6C4gt8K2aSZ4qdV0-LB1Hia8AzQagxJ_hqeYjnkLVWTafnKStAU_PcLdtavlZF4s_F7arngSTffBWBApoSZAegHS2Xy_3LT4lawFYrV5o757qjDT6pxhsn_KKj_Z-SiEd8VLpVYpBDg/s320/photo+3-797967.JPG" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">...sort-of. </p>Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-20861196600697086262011-03-14T21:57:00.000-07:002011-03-15T11:24:12.949-07:00Look who's 9 months old today!<p class="mobile-photo"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTTo4KeCEDlullcfzeI1TtN58KHCibBH2flWpiLmf5xyy4Enq9lYuGu1V4Z6KG_hKcIzv1uD_i5Z7MXSwVnrV_4LhL_qc_nFx8pHyHqUh9pLwdQCCk3pWAZu1OUzWkGVpX1YYEoMeAiabJ/s320/photo+5-742810.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584166773110495074" /></p><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><p class="mobile-photo"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Halle</span> is nine months old today. Where has time gone? Only three more months and our little baby will be a year old!</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRPQwZFIohbL61ZL5Ach3zCieZ1IqrfP_2G843nt5o6f-kkoM6-1hOjyzNMzqsACUszp56zVbsBCaYVd_Vl-qfjmIXSseSKf8W0ZMKTKPjFHpkXhsxTCJX5Z4dDfK9MGH3sah9KCRn8IQW/s1600/photo+2-735550.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRPQwZFIohbL61ZL5Ach3zCieZ1IqrfP_2G843nt5o6f-kkoM6-1hOjyzNMzqsACUszp56zVbsBCaYVd_Vl-qfjmIXSseSKf8W0ZMKTKPjFHpkXhsxTCJX5Z4dDfK9MGH3sah9KCRn8IQW/s320/photo+2-735550.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584166741851667570" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">What has <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Halle</span> been up to? She became a full-fledged crawler last month (exactly a week after she turned eight months) and is pulling herself to standing and "cruising" along the furniture. In the past week she has even started to "free-stand" by herself. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Halle</span> is also babbling like crazy and we are certain her first words will be here soon.</p><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibeHjh4YEeHZCAe7eHAoSpXTXY3PmUP-L8Y-OjOfEwrxnOXaI2ZYF5vcZTEood6kJ9uOJaoujiu__mNouTYXgnzMHwI6jNdtfnBHh9cxaOYW75M_nNF-dMl8UgI5w4ClNUGCdWIP6GMM-e/s1600/photo+3-737591.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibeHjh4YEeHZCAe7eHAoSpXTXY3PmUP-L8Y-OjOfEwrxnOXaI2ZYF5vcZTEood6kJ9uOJaoujiu__mNouTYXgnzMHwI6jNdtfnBHh9cxaOYW75M_nNF-dMl8UgI5w4ClNUGCdWIP6GMM-e/s320/photo+3-737591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584166747324343266" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Halle</span> also was sick for the first time. She's been hit with two colds in a two week period (with Mommy sick in between). Needless to say, our house has become a giant pit of humidifiers and used Kleenex. </p><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTxy76xNcNT7zYwi1GVkVf0obamWr3gnpwnnHJTwT-4R2ulphkVkFiLI80tPU_qATEhgECwr_N4sRtXDZNwrcs-gdmHprtTXsJduq_KT9puIzwZr3DJXRb6Asf_aYtVZcSXZMZ9jZ0ZEXO/s1600/photo+4-740454.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTxy76xNcNT7zYwi1GVkVf0obamWr3gnpwnnHJTwT-4R2ulphkVkFiLI80tPU_qATEhgECwr_N4sRtXDZNwrcs-gdmHprtTXsJduq_KT9puIzwZr3DJXRb6Asf_aYtVZcSXZMZ9jZ0ZEXO/s320/photo+4-740454.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584166762049672402" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">Even with being so sick, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Halle</span> still is eating well. She's learned how to drink from a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">sippy</span> cup and has three teeth now (two lowers and one random upper). <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Halle</span> has also moved up to 18-month-size clothes and now has a new car seat. Our little girl is growing so fast!</p><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><p class="mobile-photo"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcrzC8WPxKHC18pVdSgIRmSLFCuthP4CRWQ3o6IT1oRYhBQ6b_yk7W_5KQ-mMtiTh748tG3jC-y6-AOxhPqqnAE2l6W6aLl8-vtkDLbc8p5uVU_HsW3mcF_8Nk6rcR4Fn_z4VM1jo31038/s320/photo+1-732103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584166730531486706" /></p>Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-45202066206468027422011-02-14T11:30:00.000-08:002011-02-15T10:17:14.576-08:00Happy Valentine's Day!<p class="mobile-photo">Halle spent her first Valentine's day with Grandma Brown while Daddy and Mommy went to work. Here's a peek at the special outfit Daddy picked out and dressed her in for Valentine's day!</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlsc4pNLvyHmcGQFJrmRrpPnkFOQPyKhRgeggqDgs1VLiiv2s-vSGDqGcpTsVsZldbml8-IxAk80LLEjr_J78tceKwFRFsNIok0cVGxRr2KNYgySCrOslUDVFck2sCeEcdAzW1dj1IteYP/s1600/photo+2-718185.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573630248118374578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlsc4pNLvyHmcGQFJrmRrpPnkFOQPyKhRgeggqDgs1VLiiv2s-vSGDqGcpTsVsZldbml8-IxAk80LLEjr_J78tceKwFRFsNIok0cVGxRr2KNYgySCrOslUDVFck2sCeEcdAzW1dj1IteYP/s320/photo+2-718185.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLKf27iVsRpUqRbj64uijtc-E3oKlFGdEk_Jo7Diy_z8cCi_974skFpfu_vOgi340t68ss19Ds-lmDw32e17BkgDLcc-Lt477z_p4O_IG5Nlg1Gfct1epkfMsZa5mxSzRb9HVoHusrZekO/s1600/photo+1-716462.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573630245622595986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLKf27iVsRpUqRbj64uijtc-E3oKlFGdEk_Jo7Diy_z8cCi_974skFpfu_vOgi340t68ss19Ds-lmDw32e17BkgDLcc-Lt477z_p4O_IG5Nlg1Gfct1epkfMsZa5mxSzRb9HVoHusrZekO/s320/photo+1-716462.JPG" /></a></p>Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-81066686322944441572011-02-14T08:00:00.000-08:002011-02-15T10:14:39.583-08:00Look who's 7... er 8 months today!<p class="mobile-photo">Seriously, where did the time go? It feels like I was just writing about Halle hitting the 6-month mark and now she's already two-thirds the way through her first year. We've changed so much over the past two months - here's what we are up to these days!</p><p class="mobile-photo">We LOVE bathtime in the kitchen sink, especially splashing in the water and playing with our toys.</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju_Dr3NB-X8-hNy7naqfT1bh-hUnkY5YLinPXV6MjC3iIiHF4mESyOQFbISCfFpZ8_bmx6ml9mEgz1a_DLjTAHAxZV2YeRsqp0d0ghE-t3ZBzaAqwRaimZFeqSkZtOMusvjvku3KyetiAw/s1600/photo+1-791246.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573576881309169170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju_Dr3NB-X8-hNy7naqfT1bh-hUnkY5YLinPXV6MjC3iIiHF4mESyOQFbISCfFpZ8_bmx6ml9mEgz1a_DLjTAHAxZV2YeRsqp0d0ghE-t3ZBzaAqwRaimZFeqSkZtOMusvjvku3KyetiAw/s320/photo+1-791246.JPG" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">We are moving all over the place! We can pull ourselves up to standing, crawl backwards, roll, and go from hands-and-knees to sitting. We also recently figured out that we can do this in our crib (<em>and yes, the mattress has moved down to a safer position since the below incident</em>).</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLvdh7__T7hBYykT6WJ8OgFsnOFZxIpThrI3NDaTBegEV9oY_GuNAEbcpgnle5rEPaeAAoGGxlSVlr-DTcVhnmbceRVDDIBzsMl4THGvFUCpz8u4Kx_aczHPwuDYFy2ihOGgxYujT8g2EK/s1600/photo+2-793582.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573576887991984178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLvdh7__T7hBYykT6WJ8OgFsnOFZxIpThrI3NDaTBegEV9oY_GuNAEbcpgnle5rEPaeAAoGGxlSVlr-DTcVhnmbceRVDDIBzsMl4THGvFUCpz8u4Kx_aczHPwuDYFy2ihOGgxYujT8g2EK/s320/photo+2-793582.JPG" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">And here's the usual end result of all that backwards crawling:</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCkOXn9AqPydg4E8MVSH0NETqw8Yz4lvNQCoaggJvpfaEkFbAD3Y9WV7doZAjX2sYMSd8w-k7r-BgBP_kBkg7_4sZ313t7mIqFzP10NTkMkd5z7wOxngcL_xGlvGl7aRKx0rD3GQiHC31p/s1600/photo+3-795294.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573576895579313682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCkOXn9AqPydg4E8MVSH0NETqw8Yz4lvNQCoaggJvpfaEkFbAD3Y9WV7doZAjX2sYMSd8w-k7r-BgBP_kBkg7_4sZ313t7mIqFzP10NTkMkd5z7wOxngcL_xGlvGl7aRKx0rD3GQiHC31p/s320/photo+3-795294.JPG" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">And another example of pulling ourselves to standing on just about anything:</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFrH_3jwTxzCUxiomup3qVdTpkDl1qy94sN3-1ohUuncOqzZO-OEF6pT2tNN5vLq15QPHyE5arfpxMUTEDjox8juu93b_iDymJvMXDQRTm_vEOW2lDr1wlz-AryYU7Btzm9wfVBl2rI6-P/s1600/photo+4-798219.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573576907180601074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFrH_3jwTxzCUxiomup3qVdTpkDl1qy94sN3-1ohUuncOqzZO-OEF6pT2tNN5vLq15QPHyE5arfpxMUTEDjox8juu93b_iDymJvMXDQRTm_vEOW2lDr1wlz-AryYU7Btzm9wfVBl2rI6-P/s320/photo+4-798219.JPG" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">Halle still continues to possess her sunny disposition and loves to talk up a storm. Over the past month she's found some volume to all those cute squeaky noises. I'm sure we'll be teaching her about using her "indoor voice" sooner than later!</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPtfQgyRQRTtWkh_K1SnIXW4ZWaE1LGZjfL6VTIfza0b3CgvrtwH2j1pd_Cz6qb6-SjHgmENnmvAMIRjYbGRTbKuJTpsGEH1OddMKscufkLL4urRidcz3jt91X1t_6PR4ikzL3BZ3N_-fO/s1600/photo+5-700690.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573576919761981586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPtfQgyRQRTtWkh_K1SnIXW4ZWaE1LGZjfL6VTIfza0b3CgvrtwH2j1pd_Cz6qb6-SjHgmENnmvAMIRjYbGRTbKuJTpsGEH1OddMKscufkLL4urRidcz3jt91X1t_6PR4ikzL3BZ3N_-fO/s320/photo+5-700690.JPG" /></a></p>Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-81125561377548253352011-02-07T16:35:00.001-08:002011-02-08T17:13:22.315-08:00My new hobby these days...<p class="mobile-photo">...is purging my house. </p><p>Here's a peek of my "to get rid of" closet. <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGyL2M_ct8FfB97uh76yfD_6yhmhfU9sLgR2PAOFp4JmOKunD7VT6riN8Eusj68MlyaYwE4kcSjKD-r75IZqPgaz7tBO-cMXNd6HSnmvEJQnB9gX9VE5g13L2kfS0kx_DfFWiRMN3RRt59/s1600/photo+2-746309.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571110945965554034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGyL2M_ct8FfB97uh76yfD_6yhmhfU9sLgR2PAOFp4JmOKunD7VT6riN8Eusj68MlyaYwE4kcSjKD-r75IZqPgaz7tBO-cMXNd6HSnmvEJQnB9gX9VE5g13L2kfS0kx_DfFWiRMN3RRt59/s320/photo+2-746309.JPG" /></a></p><p><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">OK</span>, it may have crossed the "hobby" line over into the "obsession line" but can I tell you how easy it is to keep a house clean that has <strike>nothing</strike> less in it? </p><p>I am thrilled. Jim is concerned. <p>(and can't find anything thanks to my obsessive purging/re-organizing). <p>It's the beginning of efforts to make our house feel more like us. We're paring down in preparation for maybe some remodeling? Or maybe not. Regardless, less stuff = less stress = the minimalist inside me is happy. <p>I know it's been a long time since my last update. There are some potentially big changes coming this direction, least of which is the possibility of a new computer for me. Yes, Jim's '03 Toshiba is finally kicking the bucket <em>(you mean it's NOT normal for a computer to require 10 minutes to boot?)</em>. I'm biting the bullet and going Mac - my dilemma is <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Macbook</span> or <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">iMac</span>? I appreciate the flexibility of a laptop but drool over the capabilities of the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">iMac</span>. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Hmm</span>... </p><p>Here's a picture of the almost-8-month-old bug to keep you coming back for more. </p><p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTW3ToTUdKG9r6nUmAHtBXD1lGlVOsgXxdYEyNssQwXdg-iQW9pd2l8fLJscY6-xwxUIU04kr4H9vplM5lLwcMU89VNykNB3_TpptOvkihNTPfP7OepvChbJJx8pxVVwxHk3Pp-nfe8zgt/s1600/photo+1-742800.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571110932900476242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTW3ToTUdKG9r6nUmAHtBXD1lGlVOsgXxdYEyNssQwXdg-iQW9pd2l8fLJscY6-xwxUIU04kr4H9vplM5lLwcMU89VNykNB3_TpptOvkihNTPfP7OepvChbJJx8pxVVwxHk3Pp-nfe8zgt/s320/photo+1-742800.JPG" /></a></p><p>Stay tuned!</p>Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-16187900995188492042010-12-31T10:08:00.001-08:002010-12-31T10:30:45.632-08:00My favorite moment of 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUq_W-QLUYW3zEI_iwl-spVCGPZqmdDx1W6mdIILfCGwpyC05PQkqn60FpzhN7V4rNAbvNmD5XhZRXX7HZ0LbsgBEEz1BKVj8RNE0GtfbRmQ7o8bX16kb3onjjBmnvLDTHaM98dCCEt9V3/s1600/P1014054.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUq_W-QLUYW3zEI_iwl-spVCGPZqmdDx1W6mdIILfCGwpyC05PQkqn60FpzhN7V4rNAbvNmD5XhZRXX7HZ0LbsgBEEz1BKVj8RNE0GtfbRmQ7o8bX16kb3onjjBmnvLDTHaM98dCCEt9V3/s320/P1014054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556913552127379090" /></a>2010 brought us many exciting changes. What will 2011 bring?Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-71333262378623662852010-12-25T22:53:00.001-08:002010-12-26T15:00:01.572-08:00Merry Christmas 2010!<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_5HYVgyCHdXdL7O31FJCQUuN2N8gTNurK-gx9CHDsvwKwgNpoXD_BRuiinr3hd7Pz6Br1rg5fkTuXUOf312O3bX7V2l91babXIU_1QID5tVnNPKKz9Ycy7CmB43xbOL5BxJRSXnJEiNND/s1600/photo-723133.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_5HYVgyCHdXdL7O31FJCQUuN2N8gTNurK-gx9CHDsvwKwgNpoXD_BRuiinr3hd7Pz6Br1rg5fkTuXUOf312O3bX7V2l91babXIU_1QID5tVnNPKKz9Ycy7CmB43xbOL5BxJRSXnJEiNND/s320/photo-723133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554880590522342770" /></a></p>We spent Halle's first Christmas at home. Both of our families were able to come over for Christmas morning as well. We enjoyed a delicious breakfast and watched Halle open a ton of presents. Santa (aka the grandparents) was VERY good to Halle this year! <p>Here's a picture of our Christmas baby to enjoy. Merry Christmas!</p>Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-66136070301103010812010-12-20T15:38:00.000-08:002010-12-20T16:28:41.444-08:006-month stats<p class="mobile-photo">
<br /></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjncQOpHam5fFIZujNGcudMlHRgyukhSggqjR6RmfRox3iN75IkAUI7lVxRky3ULvlzEhtungmcmM7o5ztuJ-XRJBvttj_eUnSfk9Joq_PmwLooE0lCyDJ3DobDCnRn9putMa3bmmq10jK9/s1600/photo+2-771972.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjncQOpHam5fFIZujNGcudMlHRgyukhSggqjR6RmfRox3iN75IkAUI7lVxRky3ULvlzEhtungmcmM7o5ztuJ-XRJBvttj_eUnSfk9Joq_PmwLooE0lCyDJ3DobDCnRn9putMa3bmmq10jK9/s320/photo+2-771972.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552913708467036850" /></a></p><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Halle</span> had her 6-month well-check today. Here's the stats:<p>Weight: 18 lbs, 6 oz (88%)
<br />Length: 27 inches (88%)</p><p>We seem to be tapering off in the growth area - but our pediatrician was very pleased with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Halle's</span> development! She is sitting well on her own and able to grasp small object (such as cheerios) with her pointer finger and thumb and bring them to her mouth. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Halle</span> still will only roll when she feels like it (less than 10 times so far) and she has made minimal effort in the crawling are, but she loves to stand and walk in her activity center! </p><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><p>We are looking forward to spending our first Christmas with the little bug!</p><p><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPoi-1ipP5jD5gAGrIc_8gYDLS1xJ07J0CNgUza47zbS-AlEg2VgI09sSnawyxS9u7qoL3saeRHdPmOVxtYFPWxawLvmyAd5f90WY-hwOYqPqvndito4bH23ostgwNIPB-SQWe4chQktgD/s320/photo+1-770700.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552913703007616818" /></p><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8">Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-45430646036953089262010-12-14T05:06:00.000-08:002010-12-20T21:03:17.237-08:00Look who's 6 months old today!<p class="mobile-photo">Wow! We can not believe it's been six months since our little boobah joined our family. Here's a look at Halle at 6 months:</p><p>I sleep like an angel. 12 hours a night plus two naps. </p><p>
<br /><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_duKNwnoXYNLbRC7KEFu8gp-xd4ZmrQL-1BFws_S4XOTVJKYjc0xm4XuDnH9vDHhIaJML9anr-1AG87T8XdMD6QqM5kQzO8ljCbHTfGm5blR3dBj7f7USo91Q5_euC8YAIopu9wRAT9QN/s320/photo+1-723291.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550524639187668242" /></p><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><p>I do the laundry. Just kidding - but I like to help!</p><p><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuehFThTWB6OSH66A92uIclv9cUMFRYpSvAfOlqt17gb7o4jjqcn3EI8gmJVjBQykdkmBuD9UTcN6yy59oH_HQ_Ym9cjR5NRx1kLosnrlX5WP6ZQUiqF1I9pgcShSRTArU0xZuGDzeojiq/s320/photo+2-724714.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550524640228855842" /></p><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><p>I eat like a champ no matter how the food comes.</p><p> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxHA8RbyAQE1UaHXrMX1ApNlEWx1Cbaz99DcBiQv7kiUvYxaMRHhyphenhyphenEZ0iZ0XL4171ovko58dbZ-HQjiF_7IpCufdkUqubm2hbP8XdKzjWbrJs1Z7Yspqu45ZTs5uQqaYyjGDUX7uFVOWQf/s320/photo+3-726095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550524648139869874" /></p><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><p>I'm a pro now at solids and will eat rice and oatmeal cereal, butternut squash, peaches, corn, bananas, mango and applesauce, as well as the occasional plate of french fries!</p><p><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjOEveOEY2fZwb54BCAiodQWkjaNUuVS5ejXjLqdchVbCXjiX5nvuxYt7bNbV6D5PaD26EXb2SCNAexi3X8ph5N4nMm_L8rnK2GXBmnZrM5dJJ4rBDOuUiBEjonsGwLbgvsJvWb3484HyV/s320/photo+4-727045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550524652092785778" /></p><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><p>I sit up all by myself now and I get so frustrated when I can't move. I also love to play play play! I like peek-a-boo and chewing on my toys the best (but chewing on Mommy and Daddy's faces is also fun). </p><p><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsdE4wymyg4TVVIyuMHdv_U7QjncvSWhzxX87aNYbPCzfjfx6-tyds-AG0pqFVDoTrHvBTKSNU8wSUgOcinuCPm-D-llG28czkkO_R162gx_dwBT9dYJja41iZYnUnS2N_kXcTtIMwB45K/s320/photo+5-728282.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550524657124552258" /></p><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8">Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-90023478014420309812010-11-29T15:03:00.000-08:002010-11-29T15:20:22.426-08:00It's a Scentsy Christmas Party!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEIAcPQy4Gsd9ScwQAs-rd8Ofba-reb2eZajQs6bfhrV_AuGcTNyQcqILW6ZzLtRgefNt5p_FXJ-M1aLQ4wxQqQYDO5LLXy1Y_0KLdsmqY0b2sda9Dk8G6K0W5XengW7TXVTLZZHoa8HEz/s1600/scentsy2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 195px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545114757354319154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEIAcPQy4Gsd9ScwQAs-rd8Ofba-reb2eZajQs6bfhrV_AuGcTNyQcqILW6ZzLtRgefNt5p_FXJ-M1aLQ4wxQqQYDO5LLXy1Y_0KLdsmqY0b2sda9Dk8G6K0W5XengW7TXVTLZZHoa8HEz/s320/scentsy2.jpg" /></a><br />Come enjoy a night of fun and delicious eateries!<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>Monday, December 6, 6:30 pm @ my house</strong><br /><br /></span><br /><br /><em>(need directions? email or <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">facebook</span> me)</em><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Please come enjoy good company, good food/beverage, and good scents!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><em>(also appreciate the fact that my house is a: decorated in a pleasing Christmas-style and b: doesn't smell of dirty diapers!) </em></div>Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-14557658084240278072010-11-28T16:47:00.000-08:002010-11-28T16:55:59.282-08:00Thanksgiving 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVnd8MLoUnt53ZiQhtFEC-D3xDcO15LGudsxSIhqPY_ZCMgW4Zn461AukhbNpLMMcDSTvWh7ugqMFF58kMy2LEpugPUvPzjww22hk2SlNUJG2q2GywnnfoiMt4yWFwWuuHnb4-Qm732COi/s1600/IMG_0984.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVnd8MLoUnt53ZiQhtFEC-D3xDcO15LGudsxSIhqPY_ZCMgW4Zn461AukhbNpLMMcDSTvWh7ugqMFF58kMy2LEpugPUvPzjww22hk2SlNUJG2q2GywnnfoiMt4yWFwWuuHnb4-Qm732COi/s320/IMG_0984.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544768532433610802" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1RlZV9ViCKMkqIOLEHuWvclfGBz0su94fOb0xZjJJIbHB5XUx5zetoGBwf8Y6nJU17JlpMtNqSHBNYYWxG_wCd3Qg_Q5KeicL0yBqHCzJNe3_UWUHmC83RsRAMSawpvOCwxBOlVpsWUy4/s1600/IMG_0987.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1RlZV9ViCKMkqIOLEHuWvclfGBz0su94fOb0xZjJJIbHB5XUx5zetoGBwf8Y6nJU17JlpMtNqSHBNYYWxG_wCd3Qg_Q5KeicL0yBqHCzJNe3_UWUHmC83RsRAMSawpvOCwxBOlVpsWUy4/s320/IMG_0987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544768526589436658" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkNA0ka1R2Sb6dwJsLXUSSEMyl1_HJB3GFSINJfaOa7mMWYrjVFjeexQQNGI03XWzlzRjKnMxjrWayNQPTqWGxLp2r2Ohq6ug5ZEYW1XqUIdjXMEOsLZ4u4Utvr369dwavh8Uv5efaQM_Z/s1600/IMG_0981.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkNA0ka1R2Sb6dwJsLXUSSEMyl1_HJB3GFSINJfaOa7mMWYrjVFjeexQQNGI03XWzlzRjKnMxjrWayNQPTqWGxLp2r2Ohq6ug5ZEYW1XqUIdjXMEOsLZ4u4Utvr369dwavh8Uv5efaQM_Z/s320/IMG_0981.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544768515667688466" /></a><br />Here are a few pictures from Thanksgiving 2010. I went to work while Jim and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Halle</span> went to dinner at his parents' house. We weren't able to get many pictures of the little bug in her Thanksgiving outfit (we'll stage a picture for you once it's washed) but here are a few pictures of her interacting with her friend Calvin. Do you notice how well we pose for the camera?Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-16556044822915300722010-11-27T21:07:00.000-08:002010-11-27T21:27:18.006-08:00Little Chubbie!<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw0n7dIL23D1kOdWbGN61dJUHRV63UQTacdCcHUSG5xawCxmNM4VhQ2DtMU6VJB813hZ3QDyhls6YPqKtcuxVLJjKniu2P6wohNsQauQw2VLfJJ58beour_UoxqWIlejxKPNnJxJZmf_Nv/s1600/photo-792278.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw0n7dIL23D1kOdWbGN61dJUHRV63UQTacdCcHUSG5xawCxmNM4VhQ2DtMU6VJB813hZ3QDyhls6YPqKtcuxVLJjKniu2P6wohNsQauQw2VLfJJ58beour_UoxqWIlejxKPNnJxJZmf_Nv/s320/photo-792278.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544463014413856370" /></a></p>This picture makes us laugh every time. We love our little chub-chub! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Teehee</span>!Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-8080118934455572562010-11-27T21:05:00.000-08:002010-11-27T21:26:16.508-08:00Snow, snow and more snow!<p class="mobile-photo">We have been seeing some awesome snowfall here this past week. Jim was especially excited to have snow for his birthday. Here's a picture Jim took measuring the snow on Tuesday (11/23) and our house in the winter wonderland. And yes, we've had our Christmas decorations up since the middle of November!</p><div><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw0KHJPU8x2sgCsFBS-WlhHXDuhnPovnk5bbBuNwEJqli3dh6k7KvuVyFC_2E0obK3e6NYzZGupIYhTz02Me84Te1c19uoA30N18DbYU-L5mJsTmRrWOXm3yivMfWoU1B4RW-UmkogZQFV/s320/photo+2-771490.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544462497231507762" />
<br /><p><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLmV88zw8ZsNY3uUc5M2xYYescTLiuU3UxPi0vs2sq8XSFe0hFyGxzI6fHzAY7bDr9d3tlooMHJ5fnfzCIY3b1EMaebUJSA3lRyFB6JTeJ9wMk4t0rzzzZwyEkEHOZw6oY9lRlrFFHzyLc/s320/photo+1-769904.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544462493007812194" /></p><p>Of course no post would be complete without our little snowflake!</p><p><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVUUOg2cLoRKmTHl84dx5PijitKBF7tTFb29gqHeBAjzQvVFodocbP_8_ujtA7AIpN8Ec0doNVmu80ZfQ7jxNTZaW1WUzzr6ZBexFbrYUHVmCml9p78ly9c_TI7QLnnd9G4WN5_jv6njlN/s320/photo+3-772829.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544462503186374578" /></p><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"></div>Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-13577799855425154962010-11-25T04:40:00.000-08:002010-11-25T04:46:42.353-08:00Happy 30th birthday Daddy!<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMNMDNEsJpqfo9Db6fEgaGbwGad6TT0oWrc_B2pRQYYajlDKGeUlctDClVRUxGYzC7z8rh8FlXwILXXOhpqrPndVLzZZC9eos3e0HV4CP8chnWlaLTyNgVwwDjlSGGKGpBvRJj4r203jn1/s1600/photo+1-733414.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMNMDNEsJpqfo9Db6fEgaGbwGad6TT0oWrc_B2pRQYYajlDKGeUlctDClVRUxGYzC7z8rh8FlXwILXXOhpqrPndVLzZZC9eos3e0HV4CP8chnWlaLTyNgVwwDjlSGGKGpBvRJj4r203jn1/s320/photo+1-733414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543466761402449282" /></a></p><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8">Jim turned 30 this year on November 24. We celebrated <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">at home</span> this year with friends and family. As many of you know, I love doing a big "birthday surprise" for Jim every year... and this year was no different. Jim and his friend Keith are off to Seattle this weekend to enjoy their first live NFL game (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Seahawks</span> vs KC Chiefs)! Jim is SO excited and I am glad to be able to do this for him (although I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">am slightly</span> nervous about him traveling across the state in this weather). <p>As exciting as the game is, I've included some pictures of Jim's favorite 30<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">th</span> birthday gift below. We love you Daddy!</p><p><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWK9P6up9b3wVdW1w0umd-B73jIzakPDiOmNnJuXg7FW8ugOV5LXhninRSxeVmv5hRJld3ixWlazXUx7qHnDdxchAZRU3NK_08i46kCrclcoT4RKj95hLX5117lmuNC-piSiQvcR1swL_y/s320/photo+2-734749.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543466767788510882" /></p><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"><p><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOl7FnTwKjOUwQTQi7dy2L-lSEg6lOc6taqOYyhP_ds7mZIrwvsLCSfwVGKqWuBGbH4K_qeZNwRQJu22OGU9TtLp0mI7iDq2QhVBVgJttdFEKsaByPs_rDZLpPABEVZ3CWSSI3-jz7wVvd/s320/photo+3-744799.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543466808406560290" /></p><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8">Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-5930781847614213732010-11-25T04:30:00.000-08:002010-11-25T04:43:32.691-08:00Snow!<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='400' height='326' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwuKWV4WuykJ2pBXV4pxGeI2y_-Om4sctiwBy2s_vWrFCyhc2iffS_-HzpgBctdeT_1AgJ9qruaMU78PBq31w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /></div><div>We had our first winter storm of the season hit on November 22 this year... which is uncharacteristically early for us. I think the final snowfall was somewhere around 7 inches. Now it is bitterly cold which means the streets have turned to ice-rinks. Needless to say, Jim, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Halle</span> and I have been pretty much home-bound the past few days. We feel very blessed to have a warm home to stay in! <p>This is a video from Jim's birthday looking into our backyard. The grill is lying on it's side like that from the wind storms prior to the snow. The gusts at our house were 60-80 mph and that old grill blew about 15 feet from it's original location.</p></div>Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-36850343891302646532010-11-14T19:50:00.001-08:002010-11-14T19:58:47.914-08:005 Months Old!<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim0B4tU4Z6kAJ1cI5T0eB-8PNaTn2m_0RgCnMmV15dUFZYZgsLnHvj4yxk3OcObA-CXA4OxIkUb3v_ckraUaNEEBYfeA81h2VBnLjgRfdSHy2ISnuEvsfsjc-vx2gLfI-JaF1kGM7uUCF6/s1600/photo+1-713890.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim0B4tU4Z6kAJ1cI5T0eB-8PNaTn2m_0RgCnMmV15dUFZYZgsLnHvj4yxk3OcObA-CXA4OxIkUb3v_ckraUaNEEBYfeA81h2VBnLjgRfdSHy2ISnuEvsfsjc-vx2gLfI-JaF1kGM7uUCF6/s320/photo+1-713890.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539618814305590930" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjClnK1JC5U77uCE3dm6yUmeysbd5jXJyCNpjcM-e0As0DNMvAAqVZHg17D-FSQlcWAnjkRTuB7TBaJTEe8y9eHYek9injqT7aACs9j474Rbk3Q8ovOodCtcav4VswfaPhkNAqpVl_HhJJj/s1600/photo+2-715114.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjClnK1JC5U77uCE3dm6yUmeysbd5jXJyCNpjcM-e0As0DNMvAAqVZHg17D-FSQlcWAnjkRTuB7TBaJTEe8y9eHYek9injqT7aACs9j474Rbk3Q8ovOodCtcav4VswfaPhkNAqpVl_HhJJj/s320/photo+2-715114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539618819028376434" /></a></p>Miss Halle Arianne is 5 months old today! Here's what our little boobah is up to these days:<p>- Standing. Not rolling or crawling. That's for babies and I'm a big girl!<p>- Putting anything and everything on our mouth. We especially like to pull on Mommy and Daddy's hair while trying to eat their faces. We also really enjoy rubbing our hand over Daddy's facial hair!<p>- Giggling. We giggle all the time... especially at other people (babies and adults). We are extremely social and love to interact!<p>- Playing with our feet. If our thighs weren't so chunky we would have them in our mouth!<p>- Eating... sort-of. Rice cereal was an epic fail. Bananas were a little better. We still aren't sure about that whole spoon thing either!<p>- Drooling out our outfits... but still no teeth. Yet. <p>- Wearing 9-month-size clothes ad size-3 diapers. Yes, we are a big girl! <p>- Sleeping 12 solid hours a night. Be jealous. <p>- Talking up a storm. No real words but lots of sounds (and giggles!). <p>- Observing EVERYTHING! Daddy and Mommy put up the Christmas tree today and I'm fascinated! I also love o check out lights, fans, fire, and Daddy during worship.Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-78824757438888101372010-11-01T20:47:00.001-07:002010-11-01T20:51:11.940-07:00Happy Halloween!<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAN2J8IQ16i_9itR_OaGs_Uy7Nr57KmTa8kGcvSB77y1UgPOnXgzisQzMd5Ag5r9yb76SkrTAy5TEuxt5z55lJBF_jyMKys53QBIPL3_3tjEpP_HWZy4tnjtdN80MlMYirEvXx3hMCptTS/s1600/photo+1-751453.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAN2J8IQ16i_9itR_OaGs_Uy7Nr57KmTa8kGcvSB77y1UgPOnXgzisQzMd5Ag5r9yb76SkrTAy5TEuxt5z55lJBF_jyMKys53QBIPL3_3tjEpP_HWZy4tnjtdN80MlMYirEvXx3hMCptTS/s320/photo+1-751453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534794013542953362" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiaWIo6YJ5y1XW4Ax46cRKmaQPhrv13mZUlS4vydA-UTKADDL_c8iS3O8pNkCtdg6Mq1JXEQJZdFCyuMqbO3Jl1tBDjNib1Tm7nlA_AZSFeFWvsTdFQ_Z41e9HxZo9noPyHy8HG__hTz_d/s1600/photo+2-753419.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiaWIo6YJ5y1XW4Ax46cRKmaQPhrv13mZUlS4vydA-UTKADDL_c8iS3O8pNkCtdg6Mq1JXEQJZdFCyuMqbO3Jl1tBDjNib1Tm7nlA_AZSFeFWvsTdFQ_Z41e9HxZo9noPyHy8HG__hTz_d/s320/photo+2-753419.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534794019196138850" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSu7T5SgSUd8G9r3jGpaRuFN43tBvr0ym8GtFA3qbwdqfgSIoIZ3VKtzieKZ4I8Mp8g9RVEA2zU0oSZ2MLRzQ1KTkQb2yxeT6iJELrYhrbw_Kdy8ndjWzpHWIg3bZGBlh4CnFOnh39tkyy/s1600/photo+3-754661.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSu7T5SgSUd8G9r3jGpaRuFN43tBvr0ym8GtFA3qbwdqfgSIoIZ3VKtzieKZ4I8Mp8g9RVEA2zU0oSZ2MLRzQ1KTkQb2yxeT6iJELrYhrbw_Kdy8ndjWzpHWIg3bZGBlh4CnFOnh39tkyy/s320/photo+3-754661.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534794026473770370" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgWP8EVfGcmB0OcT0tMEuhnZxI6P6OpG5SeEJrq_EaktKR8Vpp9dl5QMFpFXhDtimdtz3iTYCAvHzwad3fs9vT957g3sfwnsQ1-jtTZEq-R1VU_VMwz_3dGsvJFlYuOLZQ5-RM9VrnGo4_/s1600/photo+4-756919.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgWP8EVfGcmB0OcT0tMEuhnZxI6P6OpG5SeEJrq_EaktKR8Vpp9dl5QMFpFXhDtimdtz3iTYCAvHzwad3fs9vT957g3sfwnsQ1-jtTZEq-R1VU_VMwz_3dGsvJFlYuOLZQ5-RM9VrnGo4_/s320/photo+4-756919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534794033520645058" /></a></p>If I was really on the ball these would have been posted yesterday. <p>However, between church, taking Halle "trick-or-treating" at the grandparent's, and putting on a party at our house, blogging was the last thing on my mind when Jim and I took our collective sigh at the end of a VERY busy weekend. </p><p>So here are a few pictures from Halle's first Halloween. I wish I had been smart/thoughtful enough to get some of her at the 2nd annual youth bonfire night (Saturday) or at our Halloween party (Sunday) but I confess I was barely able to accomplish the bare minimum this weekend. Sadly, the next few weeks will not be any better. </p><p>Enough of the depressing thoughts... enjoy the world's cutest little kitty!</p>Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-74253149928069919812010-10-27T20:58:00.001-07:002010-10-27T21:07:17.420-07:004-Month StatsWe had our 4-month well-check today.<br /><br />16 lbs, 8 ounces.<br />26" long.<br /><br />Roughly 95% for height and weight.<br /><br />And Mommy is pained to realize our 6-month <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">onesies</span> are tight. And to realize we may outgrow our infant carrier before we turn 1.<br /><br />Of course that's not completely sad as Halle + infant carrier = 26 lbs. Did I mention I'm getting some nice biceps?Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-21966387915190013782010-10-14T12:42:00.000-07:002010-10-14T15:35:12.439-07:004 Months Old!<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpTycR2KIYROyINaCPCfQFbmp5Vse9POEKaqQwv6aTR7ImfCb4fsPWfagXlPsPkTBV0YT_CGTmwlPp1NP7DQK3-au6fJE-jUt178Jz-JMdVwCJgWKuApuZrQF4mmmAtH0ICEynW3SGkk-n/s1600/photo+3-782503.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527990057464637586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpTycR2KIYROyINaCPCfQFbmp5Vse9POEKaqQwv6aTR7ImfCb4fsPWfagXlPsPkTBV0YT_CGTmwlPp1NP7DQK3-au6fJE-jUt178Jz-JMdVwCJgWKuApuZrQF4mmmAtH0ICEynW3SGkk-n/s320/photo+3-782503.JPG" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">Hi! My name is <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Halle</span> and I'm 4 months old today! Here's what I do at 4 months:</p><p class="mobile-photo">- I roll from my tummy to my back and ALMOST from my back to my tummy.</p><p class="mobile-photo">- I LOVE to stand and will bounce from side-to-side (just like I do in my favorite toy - the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">jumperoo</span>!).</p><p class="mobile-photo">- I eat a solid 8 ounces at every feeding. And I stare at Mommy and Daddy's food intently.</p><p class="mobile-photo">- I sleep 12 hours at night (unless I'm growing or didn't get good naps the day before!). When I wake up, I will smile A LOT at Mommy and Daddy. I love waking up to their faces!</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4mTsWXCNV0NynFgMr6MwnUcc5pVXlI1vYv1nsJewWoH9chBsKzN6mxUdOBuuPgco0xkqeIncO_6CR6wA0yeuj6HqKQnWta6czY_xwUd2oaQWuQQjxDPUIDf_KAARCmUZYRS2gpLbnPBdv/s1600/photo+1-778937.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527990042993568738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4mTsWXCNV0NynFgMr6MwnUcc5pVXlI1vYv1nsJewWoH9chBsKzN6mxUdOBuuPgco0xkqeIncO_6CR6wA0yeuj6HqKQnWta6czY_xwUd2oaQWuQQjxDPUIDf_KAARCmUZYRS2gpLbnPBdv/s320/photo+1-778937.JPG" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">- I am a drool-monster and put everything in my mouth! So far I find the taste of my teething toys lacking (and usually make the funniest face after chewing on one).</p><p class="mobile-photo">- I'm SO over those Baby Einstein videos. Now I enjoy watching the animals on Planet Earth and NFL with Daddy (I love staring at the bright colors and sounds those football games have!). </p><p class="mobile-photo">- I will only tolerate car rides if Mommy has "The Jesus Storybook Bible" on audio <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">cd</span> playing. It's my favorite! </p><p class="mobile-photo">- I love when Mommy and Daddy teach me about Jesus! I get to listen to Pastor Mark teach about Jesus with Mommy everyday. I don't yet sit still enough to read Bible stories but I certainly get excited when Mommy and Daddy talk about Jesus!</p><p class="mobile-photo">- I love watching Daddy worship every Sunday morning and I will bounce from side-to-side, shake my arms, and jabber excitedly the whole time. However, when Pastor Keith starts to talk I've been getting fussy and Mommy and I have spent the past few Sundays in the nursery. </p><p class="mobile-photo">- My favorite time of day is bedtime. I go from tired and fussy to happy and excited as soon as Mommy pulls my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">jammies</span> out! I love to tell Mommy and Daddy about my day on the changing pad, then I snuggle in to feed while Mommy and Daddy pray and sing over me. </p><p class="mobile-photo">- I'm such a big girl! I celebrated my 4-month birthday with a new wardrobe... 6-month-sized clothes, 9-month-sized <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">jammies</span>, and size 3 diapers! </p><p class="mobile-photo">- Speaking of diapers, my favorite place to *ahem* do my business is my bouncer. Mommy and Daddy call it the "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">laxa</span>-bouncer"!</p><p class="mobile-photo">- My favorite toys are my kitty and Sophie the giraffe. I love chewing on my kitty and can ALMOST get the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">paci</span> attached into my mouth. When Mommy makes Sophie the giraffe squeak my whole face lights up!</p><p class="mobile-photo">- My favorite activity is watching Daddy when he makes silly sounds! I get very excited and giggle every time he does! I love my Daddy!</p><p class="mobile-photo">- When I don't feel very good there is nothing better than snuggling with my Mommy. I love to bury my face into her shoulder!</p><p class="mobile-photo">- Mommy and Daddy still call me "Littles" but they also have new nicknames for me! Daddy's is "Little bug" and Mommy's is "Boo-bah".</p><p class="mobile-photo">- I love posing for the camera. Every time one comes out I will look straight at it! </p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU6SQl_EA5z9P7GNFbbsvRnO0sEZIw4MyeDIlU4mhpd1Pe7orlBDmFgNOfKKZkLgqzHsMaolvpOAFimyihFAxPCmPPoCyxQXol5QBCGkxagqH_U7SP1SdWruNjUP59xjaCv3GfKAZ8Lxrd/s1600/photo+2-780299.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527990045929082226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU6SQl_EA5z9P7GNFbbsvRnO0sEZIw4MyeDIlU4mhpd1Pe7orlBDmFgNOfKKZkLgqzHsMaolvpOAFimyihFAxPCmPPoCyxQXol5QBCGkxagqH_U7SP1SdWruNjUP59xjaCv3GfKAZ8Lxrd/s320/photo+2-780299.JPG" /></a></p>Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-38211496219867087582010-10-06T18:03:00.001-07:002010-10-06T18:13:01.786-07:00One year ago...<p class="mobile-photo">... I opened my eyes to find this:</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfBIWVBJxiBBwUw1YnAnSW6JXsOC3ZkziO1VLjeZEtAEzcRzCi0mzKf6Fc0RHzgAI30lrDwIYH1ZgQfaarGwThG30vK7xnwqjSyFCXco-rR3UNOdtJQILB6t3CeVhWCcUTuSDvS3JWvQrf/s1600/photo+1-725871.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525103596506064290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfBIWVBJxiBBwUw1YnAnSW6JXsOC3ZkziO1VLjeZEtAEzcRzCi0mzKf6Fc0RHzgAI30lrDwIYH1ZgQfaarGwThG30vK7xnwqjSyFCXco-rR3UNOdtJQILB6t3CeVhWCcUTuSDvS3JWvQrf/s320/photo+1-725871.JPG" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">Today, I open my eyes to find this:</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAa-bl-2HtkYG7TJpUmWcNpUKuFMauL74bkBA4eRkoF-xWWokKT85khxSZ0-SObIpAj0HwP4qylFja1T5koMVv_1c8Sj9IC8XZON6dRU2pXmi5wPFUxJboUfRBAAB0jJeFksN0lYrl5f5A/s1600/photo+2-726718.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525103599606540114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAa-bl-2HtkYG7TJpUmWcNpUKuFMauL74bkBA4eRkoF-xWWokKT85khxSZ0-SObIpAj0HwP4qylFja1T5koMVv_1c8Sj9IC8XZON6dRU2pXmi5wPFUxJboUfRBAAB0jJeFksN0lYrl5f5A/s320/photo+2-726718.JPG" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">And this:</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL_j3MkPmN2FRf9FQgWlxmeRGUu5GEhiXtsMs6rbRgE83-dCRLyor9HRDJiIlROYabQFSrZjHJBbBheZx7fmlzuNvwK9shszggx4sbnWMmsa1Se46NIVBm65AhcC4v_Se5ie3VQThhH0Sw/s1600/photo+3-728008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525103603113623986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL_j3MkPmN2FRf9FQgWlxmeRGUu5GEhiXtsMs6rbRgE83-dCRLyor9HRDJiIlROYabQFSrZjHJBbBheZx7fmlzuNvwK9shszggx4sbnWMmsa1Se46NIVBm65AhcC4v_Se5ie3VQThhH0Sw/s320/photo+3-728008.JPG" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo">Doesn't that just make you smile?</p>Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-387863330225201329.post-17728426665279306252010-09-28T15:29:00.001-07:002010-09-28T20:05:01.569-07:00How far we've come<p class="mobile-photo" align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNACtJjDBl_1T8rboIgMXGYJd_yP2RygnKmncBgU3XHCwPbkZvun_lg5rEGuQod-snnYgP0vFwn2HdeHOHJDE3ncnsf8L8Q14fN4IPbuMPChMhJdBUWOKHGQiMq8WoW3XEFOTG4bGSNAXr/s1600/photo-748074.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522095064032037474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNACtJjDBl_1T8rboIgMXGYJd_yP2RygnKmncBgU3XHCwPbkZvun_lg5rEGuQod-snnYgP0vFwn2HdeHOHJDE3ncnsf8L8Q14fN4IPbuMPChMhJdBUWOKHGQiMq8WoW3XEFOTG4bGSNAXr/s320/photo-748074.JPG" /></a></p><p align="center">This picture was taken about six weeks ago. Jim was out of town and I was at home with <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Halle</span> by myself. I was trying to convince myself and everyone around me that I was NOT dealing postpartum depression and that I had Mommy-hood down. </p><p class="mobile-photo" align="center">And that is when <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Halle</span> stopped sleeping. Seriously. At her worst, she went 28. hours. straight without sleeping. </p><p class="mobile-photo" align="center">I thought I was going to kill her. Or myself.</p><p class="mobile-photo" align="center">I took this picture when she finally slept for a few hours and I remember cringing because she is sleeping face-down on my bed which means she was now 1,458% more likely to die of SIDS and the reason she was finally sleeping was because I shoved as much formula down her throat as she would take without choking. In the back of my head I heard the SIDS- and breast-feeding-Nazis lecturing me on my parenting abilities. Also, the laptop in the background reminds me that I was watching non-child-appropriate movies on <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Netflix</span> while my daughter cried nonstop. The NEVER-expose-your-child-to-TV lecturers can feel free to crucify me for that one as well (The worst part is that prior to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Halle</span> I was the SIDS/breast-feeding/how-to-correctly-parent-your-child Nazi... and all the parents smile smugly here.)</p><p class="mobile-photo" align="center">I pretty much lost it that week. Between the depression and the crying and the not-sleeping and the being alone I turned into what one wonderful mother calls a "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">bonafide</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">nutjob</span>". </p><p class="mobile-photo" align="center">I wish I could say that I turned to Jesus during this time. But this post is all about honesty and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">repentance</span> so I will tell the truth. </p><p class="mobile-photo" align="center">I became filled with anger.</p><p class="mobile-photo" align="center">Angry that I was a mother. Angry that God had chosen to give us this "little monster" when I was NOT ready for a child nor asking for one. Angry that I had given up my entire life for this child. Angry that I wouldn't be able to continue working full-time at the job I loved. Angry that the oneness I had once experienced with my husband turned into bitterness that his life continued while mine did not. Angry that I was unable to participate with him in his activities. Angry that he seemed completely oblivious to how I was feeling. Angry that this baby WOULD. NOT. STOP. CRYING. Angry that my milk supply was tanking and I couldn't even provide for my daughter's basic needs. Angry that I would not be able to sleep a consistent stretch EVER AGAIN. Angry that I was confined to my house. Angry that my body was not as resilient as I had hoped and I was pretty certain my stomach would never again be flat.</p><p class="mobile-photo" align="center">This anger led me to despise God, my husband, my daughter and my situation. I had my "escape plan" figured out - down to exactly when I would leave and what I would take. Thankfully I still <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">possessed</span> one small fragment of motherly instinct that kept me from abandoning my child (also the same fragment that kept me from throwing her down the stairs).</p><p class="mobile-photo" align="center">I am grateful Jesus still chose to take the cross for me.</p><p class="mobile-photo" align="center">So here is where I am at this moment: Mommy-hood is hard. It is especially hard because I am a selfish sinner with two capital S's. However, God is good. I have not yet allowed Jesus to be enough but I praying I will be able to soon say (honestly) that He is. I no longer despise my daughter and I am working on not despising my husband by choosing to love him daily and asking God to change my heart and attitude. God is teaching me to view being a wife and mother as a high calling and ministry and giving me small bits of grace throughout my days to remind me. </p><p class="mobile-photo" align="center">Mark <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">Driscoll</span> says that <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">repentance</span> is not sweeping sin under the rug and pretending it doesn't exist. I hope and pray to be the sort of wife and mom who can be transparent with her family and admit that she is a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">filthy</span> selfish sinner capable of no good apart from Jesus. I pray that <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">Halle</span> will look to Him, and not me, as her example of how she should live and conduct herself. </p><p class="mobile-photo" align="center">The moral of my story? I am a selfish sinner. Left to myself I am capable of even more selfishness and sin. Fortunately, Jesus not only went to the cross to take the punishment for my sin but He also sought me at my worst and rescued me from myself. Thank you Jesus. </p>Tales of Browns, young and old...http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473882630432463282noreply@blogger.com0