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                <title>preview - five year old journal on its way</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 19:52:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />  My mommy is <a href="http://devilicious.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/e/devilicious.gif" alt=":icondevilicious:" title="devilicious"/></a> here on DA and she's addicted to taking photos of me so this account was made for that and an easy place for the family to stay caught up.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" />  Mom swears she'll update this thing this week since I just turned five - TONS has changed in the last yer - so stay tuned!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/p/popcorn2.gif" width="27" height="34" alt=":popcorn:" title="Popcorn" /><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/sprint.gif" width="101" height="20" alt=":sprint:" title="Time to haul ass out of here!" /><br />alex<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>4 years old</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 20:07:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />  My mommy is <a href="http://devilicious.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/devilicious.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icondevilicious:" title="devilicious"/></a> here on DA and she's addicted to taking photos of me so this account was made for that and an easy place for the family to stay caught up.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /><br /><br />Ok - so last time I checked in with my peeps I told you guys that I had not been to the doctor since my 3 year check up.  Sooo - I had the 4th year check up and well, I had to get 3 shots.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wtf.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":wtf:" title="WTF?" />  My Mom had told me in advance a few times (because she's cool like that with the honesty and me - she knows I can handle it <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> ) and so I was ready.  So check it - I took all three shots - one in each leg and then the arm and NO CRYING.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/disbelief.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":disbelief:" title="Disbelief" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/o/ohmygod.gif" width="26" height="18" alt=":ohmygod:" title="OMG!" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/worship.gif" width="30" height="15" alt=":worship:" title="Worship" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />  The nurse was like <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/j/jawdrop.gif" width="15" height="32" alt=":jawdrop:" title="Jawdrop" /> and Mommy and Daddy were like <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  So yeah -perfect check up.  Of course Doc Levy had to go and say my BMI had increased (hello <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  growth spurt!) and to watch it - but after I threw down "salmon" in response to her "what do you like to eat for dinner", and listened to  my grade A diet  - she backed off.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />  Of course, hearing Daddy has high cholesterol - she wanted me back in to take blood <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wtf.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":wtf:" title="WTF?" /> and Daddy put the nix on that because he says EVEN IF I had the high cholesterol hereditary thing - they couldn't use any drugs or whatever for it till I was like 8 - so why?  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" />  Anyway - those docs - always pressuring Mommy to more perfect than she is!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" /><br /><br />It's almost <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xmas.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":xmas:" title="Christmas Tree" /> time.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xmassanta.gif" width="22" height="20" alt=":santa:" title="Santa Clause" /> rocks dude!!  Tonight Mommy took me in the red wagon around the block to check out all the <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xmas.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":xmas:" title="Christmas Tree" /> lights in our neighborhood.  It's nuts dude - they go insane around here!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wow.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":wow:" title="Wow!" />  We have all white lights and a little tree with colored lights on the porch - some polar bears on the porch and three trees in the yard.  It's pretty cool - but Mommy and I are trying to talk the Da-Da into hanging lights from the top of the house too next year.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br /><br />So school - I'm in pre-school II.  I turn 5 right after the school year starts next year in October so I can't go until the year AFTER that.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  But it's all good - cuz when I turn 5 I FINALLY get to join KARATE class.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/ninja.gif" width="19" height="19" alt=":ninja:" title="Ninja" />  CANNOT WAIT!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  <br /><br />So I'm still into STAR WARS, Sp... ]]></description>
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                <title>drive by journal</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 11:46:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />  My mommy is <a href="http://devilicious.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/devilicious.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icondevilicious:" title="devilicious"/></a> here on DA and she's addicted to taking photos of me so this account was made for that and an easy place for the family to stay caught up.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wow.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":wow:" title="Wow!" />  I have REALLY got to talk to my people about updating this page more often.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" />  I mean - seriously - I am a VERY BUSY little boy and ALMOST four years old.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />  <br /><br />I'll tell ya what - I'll make a deal with my Mommy to update on my fourth check up and then maybe we can keep this thing more regularly updated.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" /><br /><br />In the mean time - I am still in private daycare and we spend all day reading books <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/reading.gif" width="16" height="20" alt=":reading:" title="reading" />, doing different art projects <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/painter.gif" width="34" height="29" alt=":painter:" title="Painter" />, playing outside <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bounce.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":bounce:" title="Bounce" />, taking field trips, eating ice cream, learning, and basically just driving the teachers insane while our parents work to earn more money to keep us in goldfish and apple juice.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":p" title=":p (Lick)" /><br /><br />My Daddy just put in hardwood floors in my room so it is really spiffy looking. I'm still into my hardcore giant jungle animal nursery - I think I'll be cool with it until I get to first grade and will want Mom to better reflect my current interests at that time.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hmm.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":hmm:" title="hmm" />  <br /><br />I still get up around 6:30 am <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" /> and am a huge fan of the DVR and tv.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/teevee.gif" width="50" height="26" alt=":teevee:" title="TV" />  Don't even think about giving my Mommy any hassle about how much tv I watch either <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" />  I interact with kids my age for 10 hours a day, 5 days a week, we go outside to play twice a day or more every weekend and she takes me to do things like the aquarium, zoo, park, shop, et cetera - and then we play games, do art at home, cook together, and read books every day and night.  So if I want a little Spongebob after school or in the mornings to chill out - for goodness sake - let me have it!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  <br /><br />I still nap, but only if Mommy comes and naps with me in the big bed - otherwise I'll just chill on the couch for quiet time.  I mean, I am nearly four - I'm not always needing a nap you know!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" />  <br /><br />My favorite current snacks are graham crackers, turkey sandwiches (moved from grilled cheese to turkey thanks to Mommy turning me on to them at my favorite - Firehouse Subs), and as long as we go to the Farmer's Market on the weekends - I'll eat most veggies.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hungry.gif" width="33" height="21" alt=":hungry:" title="I am famished!" />  Now I'm sitting at the big table and we have to turn the tv off during meal times.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  That was Daddy's idea.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" /><br /><br />My favorite books are the Alphabet books.  You know - A to Z on dinosaurs, insects, bugs, butterflies, fish, etc.  I am an EXPERT on icky bugs, frogs and dinosaurs!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br /><br />I haven't been to see Dr.  Levy since my three year old check up nearly 10 months ago.  <... ]]></description>
                <author>*ilovealex</author>
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                <title>Three Year Check Up</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 19:36:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey everyone.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" />  <br /><br />I realize itÂs been like, well, a year, since I blogged.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" />  What can I say, 2 to 3 was a very busy year!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":p" title=":p (Lick)" />  <br /><br />Today Mommy took me to my third annual check up, three months late.  I hadnÂt been to the doctor in a year!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />  I measured at 40 inches and weighed in at 36 pounds.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />  IÂm in the 90th percentile for height and 75th percentile for weight.  I basically was perfect.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/floating.gif" width="34" height="15" alt=":floating:" title="Floating" />  Dr. Levy told Mommy to Âbe proudÂ and that I was very articulate for my age with a great vocabulary.  I clearly impressed her with my conversation skills and comfort in speaking with her.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />  No shots, so that was cool.  Mommy and I had to wait like half an hour to see the doc and read this crazy book about belly buttons.  Basically I was in MommyÂs belly attached to her with this big cord and when I was born it was cut <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/fear.gif" width="18" height="18" alt=":fear:" title="Fear" /> and then they gave me a band aid and then wah Â lah Â I had a belly button!!  Everyone has one and itÂs the mark your mommy connection was.  Neat, huh?  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> to the Mama.<br /><br />IÂm still at Primrose and it rocks.  We play outside, do art, dramatic play, music, weather, etc. every day.  Every Tuesday I have Play for Sport with Coach Lisa and we play a different sport.  IÂve learned how to run properly, stretch, dribble a ball, play defense in hockey, hand off a football, etc.  I love sports!  Once a week is movie day and every month we have a party of some kind <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/party.gif" width="50" height="20" alt=":party:" title="Party" /> or pajama day or somebody cool comes to see us like the fireman with his cool truck, or the policeman with his neat motorcycle or the ice cream man and his truck full of ice cream.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  My current buds are the ones since the baby room Â Jaxx and Jacob, and then thereÂs Davis and Tristan.  Isis is my favorite girl there, sheÂs a princess with really dark skin and wavy hair.  ï  <br /><br />The home life is pretty great.  Daddy and I play swords a lot and watch tennis, basketball or football on tv.  I love tennis!!  Mommy wonÂt let me watch all the music videos with him for some reason.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" />  Something about the girls.  Anyway, Daddy takes me to the park a lot and roughhouses with me.  HeÂs my favorite cowboy.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cowboy.gif" width="26" height="22" alt=":cowboy:" title="Cowboy" />  <br /><br />Mom rules.  She picks me up every day and we play after school with art usually.  I help her cook a lot now on my stool at the kitchen island.  I love to cook but she wonÂt let me fry.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  IÂm still pretty much a vegetarian.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" />  I eat low fat peanut butter and low fat American cheese and then some veggies, fruits and breads for the most part.  Unless itÂs a turkey hot dog, turkey sandwich meat or some tacos or bbq, I really donÂt care for meat.  Never have.  ï<br /><br />IÂm out of diapers during the day for the most part now.  GEEZ Â IÂm not a baby you know!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" />  You should see my underwear collection!  IÂve got ALL the power rangers, superman, go diego, star wars and some basic red and blue too.  ï  I was into superman underwear but now IÂm all about the power rangers.  I watch ALL the Power Rangers but Operation Overdrive is my favorite.  ï<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/teevee.gif" width="50" height="26" alt=":teevee:" title="TV" />  LetÂs see.  I dig Rockstar Dad, Power Rangers, DextorÂs Laboratory, Sco... ]]></description>
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                <title>update coming in the next 30 days</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 Sep 2007 20:34:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Plays Well With Others <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />Mom swears she'll update my journal the day after my third birthday!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  <br />
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i'm glad - folks might think i'm still a baby on here <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  <br />
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alex<br /><br />********************<br />
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My mommy is <a href="http://devilicious.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/devilicious.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icondevilicious:" title="devilicious"/></a> here on DA and she has made me my own account because, well, she's sort of addicted to taking photographs <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/camera.gif" width="15" height="20" alt=":camera:" title="Camera" /> of me.  Plus this way the family and friends can come to one place and check them all out.   <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/community.gif" width="57" height="24" alt=":community:" title="Community; what deviantART is all about!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Two Years Baby!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 27 Oct 2006 14:28:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Plays Well With Others <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />Well hello everyone!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" />  I realize its been a really long time but frankly, Im on a tight schedule and its tough to find time to get Mommy and I still long enough to write a journal.  However, I just had another birthday <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cake.gif" width="32" height="32" alt=":cake:" title="Have your cake and eat it too" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/party.gif" width="50" height="20" alt=":party:" title="Party" /> and am officially TWO YEARS OLD!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />  This means now they can quit referring to me in months <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" /> and I can just give a peace sign <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /> to show how old I am.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /><br />
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Speaking of, we had the two year check up at Dr. Levy.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  I hadnt been in about six months and you know, I am MUCH MORE AWARE of the world around me than when I was a mere 18 month old.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  So we get in there and I check out the fishtank while were waiting.  Where the hell was Nemo?  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" />  So we get in their and the evil nurse comes in and tries to wrap something around my head.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wtf.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":wtf:" title="WTF?" />  They could not offer me a reasonable explanation as to why this was necessary so I would have none of it.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/disbelief.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":disbelief:" title="Disbelief" />  Then Mommy BETRAYED me and helped the nurse lay me down to measure my head and if that wasnt enough  then they took me outside and made me lie down in some form of torture device to measure my height.  They tried to weigh me after that and by then I was so mad <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rage.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rage:" title="Rage" /> that I put up enough of a fit that Mommy realized shed BETTER hold me and she took me over and tricked me into standing on another scale.  Apparently I weighed in at 31.5 pounds.  Mommy and Daddy are still all <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/confuse.gif" width="18" height="15" alt=":confused:" title="Confused" /> about how Im lean  Mommy thinks I got lucky and am taking after her side of the family on Gigis side where theyre all lean.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />  I measured 35.5 inches tall. That makes me only two feet away from being as tall as Mommy.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" />  That clearly comes from Daddys side of the family.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />  After that Dr. Levy came in and being the pervert that she is, insists that I get naked so she can touch me all over.  I mean honestly, WHY must she continue to touch my penis?  (yeah  I said penis  I know the word and my Mommy told me thats what you call it!)  Mommy swears its clinical and therefore o.k. and I guess its not that big a deal but honestly, a little respect for my dignity please!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  So by now Im exhausted with the <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rage.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rage:" title="Rage" />  and I just am <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/crying.gif" width="20" height="17" alt=":crying:" title="Crying" /> while Dr. Levy puts this light in my eyes and other various torture techniques.  Finally Mommy says its over and I think its all cool and then in comes the evil nurse again and I get a shot.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" />  The only good thing is I dont have to go back for a full year.  But I got Mo... ]]></description>
                <author>*ilovealex</author>
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                <title>Six Things about Alex Archer</title>
                <link>http://ilovealex.deviantart.com/journal/8881407/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 26 May 2006 07:56:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Plays Well With Others <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />Hey everybody.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" />  My grandpa Buck <a href="http://buckmayo.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/b/u/buckmayo.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="buckmayo" /></a> tagged me to tell you guys six different things about my habits.  So Mommy <a href="http://devilicious.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/devilicious.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="devilicious" /></a> and I got together and she helped me type them out.  (I can't type and I can't even count to six yet! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":p" title=":p (Lick)" /> )  So here we go!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" /><br />
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1.	I simply cannot drink my milk in the morning or my juice in the evening without my beloved B.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cuddle.gif" width="24" height="17" alt=":cuddle:" title="Cuddling up with someone close..." />  B is my lovey.  B is a baby blue blanket connected to a little stuffed zebra that my Mommy has put in my crib or rocker with me since I was born.  B goes to school with me every day, takes naps with me every day, and I dont take a ride in the car without him either.  Some call it an addiction.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" />  But the books say its perfectly normal and healthy so lay off!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" /><br />
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2.	I MUST go OUSIDE several times a day.  Its just more exciting out there!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  There are bugs and trees and cars to wave and say hi to <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /> from the front porch.  There is the water hose to play with.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" />  There are the birds to feed on the side of the house.  There are playgrounds to play on.  There is the white chair that Mommy and I sit on and <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blahblah.gif" width="37" height="15" alt=":blahblah:" title="You talk too much!" /> after school every day on the front porch.  So yeah  it is IMPERATIVE that I go OUSIDE several times a day.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" /><br />
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3.	My grandmother Gigi calls me a layabout.  She is referring to the fact that I enjoy laying on either Mommy or Dada when Im drinking my juice or just chillin.  Theyre both soft and warm and make me feel safe.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cuddle.gif" width="24" height="17" alt=":cuddle:" title="Cuddling up with someone close..." />  But past that, even when I stand up in public, I like to sort of lean against one of them, just be touching them somehow, and when Mommy and I sit on the front stoop I like to sit between her legs and lean back on her.  So call me lazy but thats how I like it!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":p" title=":p (Lick)" /><br />
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4.	I am stuck on the word more.  I know the sign language gesture for the word and how to verbally say the word so I just cant help myself when I want something I just start saying more, more, more <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" /> and signing it.  Even when everything I want is right in front of me  I sometimes just get caught up in the word and am asking for more and I dont even need more yet!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /><br />
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5.	I dont like meat.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" />  Mommy is convinced one day I will appreciate something called a cheeseburger but for right now  I take the meat out of my sandwiches, the meatballs out of my spaghetti.I dont like little meat sticks.  I like fish  tuna and salmon and I love crab <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/drool.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":droo... ]]></description>
                <author>*ilovealex</author>
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                <title>Vocab, Tantrums and 17 Months</title>
                <link>http://ilovealex.deviantart.com/journal/8182107/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Mar 2006 19:31:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Plays Well With Others <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />Hey everybody.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" />  Its been a while  especially in baby time.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  Ive been so busy since I have become a toddler <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":p" title=":p (Lick)" /> .  <br />
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Lets see  the days go by pretty fast at daycare in the toddler room.  Nearly all of my baby buddies have grown enough to join me.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/community.gif" width="57" height="24" alt=":community:" title="Community; what deviantART is all about!" />  We get to play on the playground twice a day <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/o/omg.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":omg:" title="OMG" />, get creative every day <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/painter.gif" width="34" height="29" alt=":painter:" title="Painter" />, dance <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" /> and sing <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sing.gif" width="29" height="20" alt=":sing:" title="Singing" /> every day.  My favorite song they play is Who Let the Dogs Out where I will join in with the dogs at the woo  woo woo woo part.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" />  Ms. Heather is always telling Mommy how much I dance at school.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" />  Of-course there is always lunch and SNACK TIME <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/headbang.gif" width="47" height="16" alt=":headbang:" title="Headbang!" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hungry.gif" width="33" height="21" alt=":hungry:" title="I am famished!" />  We eat  goldfish, cookies, pretzels, cinnamon toast, fruit  stuff like that for snacks.   I nap around two hours a day <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" />   I nap more than any of the other toddlers.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />    I dont know what their problem is.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  We read a ton of books <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/reading.gif" width="16" height="20" alt=":reading:" title="reading" /> which is my favorite thing to do really anyway  and the days just fly by!  I think having so much to do and all my buddies around makes the time go by quickly until Mommy can pick me up.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cuddle.gif" width="24" height="17" alt=":cuddle:" title="Cuddling up with someone close..." />   We have this little routine where she shows up with my Spongebob sippy cup.  My buddy Jaxx likes to try to bulldoze me out of the way to get to her lately.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wtf.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":wtf:" title="WTF?" />  I told him that I realize shes cute but shes MY MOMMY!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" />  She picks me up and talks to all my buddies while we gather my stuff, and then we do the whole bye-bye thing <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /> - then we get outside and I start to practice my ever growing vocabulary.  I  show her the purple flowers, the rooster on top of the building that goes cocka-doodle-dooo <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sing.gif" width="29" height="20" alt=":sing:" title="Singing" /> and then maybe a bird or two in the tree and finally we get in her car.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  I know lots of words now!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blahblah.gif" width="37" height="15" alt=":blahblah:" title="You talk too much!" />  When I sing cocka-doodle-doo its a huge hit!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /><br />
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Every day when we get home we feed the birds together.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" />  We have a bird feeder on the side of the house so our <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/em... ]]></description>
                <author>*ilovealex</author>
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                <title>no more babies please</title>
                <link>http://ilovealex.deviantart.com/journal/7610180/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 15 Jan 2006 11:27:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Plays Well With Others <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /><br />
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Hi everybody!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bounce.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":bounce:" title="Bounce" /><br />
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Check this out!!  They moved me two weeks ago from the older infant room to the young toddler room at daycare.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />  I was getting to big to be around all those babies.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  Mommy was all <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/fear.gif" width="18" height="18" alt=":fear:" title="Fear" /> at first - afraid I'd freak out at all the change - but I LOVE it.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bounce.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":bounce:" title="Bounce" />  We get to go outside and play on the playground TWICE a day <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  and we do an art project of some kind <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/painter.gif" width="34" height="29" alt=":painter:" title="Painter" />  every single day.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  I don't sit in a high chair anymore to eat <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hungry.gif" width="33" height="21" alt=":hungry:" title="I am famished!" />  - we all sit at a table and chairs.  I also don't nap in a crib there anymore - I have my very own cot.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  Its awesome!  I will say I don't quite have the power I did in the baby room though.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" />  Before, Ms. Lolita and Ms. Celia both were <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/glomp.gif" width="47" height="20" alt=":glomp:" title="Glomp!" /> if I even sniffled!  But my toddler teachers seem a little tougher.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" />  Ms. Heather and Ms. Janelle are more like "you're ok" <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wtf.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":wtf:" title="WTF?" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" />  They're nice and all - but they let me <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cries.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":cries:" title="Waaaah!" /> more than the baby teachers ever let me!!  Mommy says its good for me.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  <br />
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I've gotten down right stir crazy on weekends.  After all the playing with others <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/community.gif" width="57" height="24" alt=":community:" title="Community; what deviantART is all about!" /> at daycare all week - I just HAVE to get out twice a day on the weekends with the parents.  IT IS IMPERATIVE I TELL YOU!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" />  (hey -that was a pretty big word for a 14 month old <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":p" title=":p (Lick)" />)  Anyway - so the parents take me to the outdoor playground once a weekend now and the mall indoor playground with other toddlers the second day of the weekend.  I love the mall.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />  They have huge open spaces for me to toddle around in, the playground, there is this place my parents can eat lunch <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hungry.gif" width="33" height="21" alt=":hungry:" title="I am famished!" /> and I can still <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bounce.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":bounce:" title="Bounce" /> on the patio safely, and then there are ESCALATORS!  ESCALATORS ROCK!!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/headbang.gif" width="47" height="16" alt=":headbang:" title="Headbang!" />  I get the parents to take me up and down them until they wear out.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/em... ]]></description>
                <author>*ilovealex</author>
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                <title>Harry MacLary, Shoes &amp; Outdoor Playgrounds</title>
                <link>http://ilovealex.deviantart.com/journal/7294644/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 Dec 2005 18:21:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Plays Well With Others <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />Hi everybody!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /><br />
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Well, in another week I'll be 14 months old!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />  I don't know why they still tabulate my age in months past a year but they do.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" />  Since I last wrote on my birthday, I've been growing lots!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/o/ohmygod.gif" width="26" height="18" alt=":ohmygod:" title="OMG!" />  I'm up to 25 pounds or so and around 31 inches long - AND I now know I wear a size five shoe!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  My Mommy originally got me some Skechers that granted, were pretty cool, but were like big blocks of cement on my feet.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" />  I mean I DID just learn to walk in the last two months.  Anyway, she found some at Baby Gap that are lighter and pretty cool too - a nice soft blue material with black soles.  At first I was a like <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wtf.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":wtf:" title="WTF?" /> but now I'm loving them!!  It makes me be able to walk outside without any rough stuff on my tender footsies.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" />  <br />
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Mommy and Daddy took me to an outdoor playground for the first time Sunday.  It was awesome!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" />  They took me on this thing called a "slide" and Mommy would hold me at the top and then let me slide down to Daddy.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xd.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":XD:" title="XD" />  I loved it so I'd point to the top and they'd do it again!  The third time I sort of lost my balance and hit my head on the side.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/z/zombie.gif" width="19" height="19" alt=":zombie:" title="Braaaaains..." />  That was no good - so I then Mommy held me a bit as I slid down.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  Then I got in the baby swing and Mommy pushed me back and forth with Daddy.  That RULED!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  It was so fun to fly in the air and stuff - it made me squeal and laugh.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" />  Then I walked around in my cool shoes and played with the gravel - we had a blast.  Mommy's gonna bring the video camera <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/camera.gif" width="15" height="20" alt=":camera:" title="Camera" /> next time.<br />
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My buddy Andrew and his sister Emma sent me these AWESOME books about a dog named Harry MacLary.  He's from Donaldson's Dairy and has these cool dog friends named Hercules Morse (who's big as a horse), and Bottomly Potts (who's covered in spots) and Bitzer Maloney (who's skinny and bony) and Muffin Mclay (who's like a bundle of hay) and then this little guy named Schnitzel Von Krum (who has a very low tum) and they hang out with these cats <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/k/kitty.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":kitty:" title="Kitty-chan" /> - one is very cool called Slinki Malinki and then there's this tough tom cat named Scarface Claw (he's my favorite <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />).  I LOVE those books!  I think Mommy and Daddy need to get the rest of the collection for me because they seem a little weary of reading them to me over and over - but I just love them!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  I pull them in my crib at night to check out the pictures, I bring the books to them to read to me <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/reading.gif" width="16" height="20" alt=":reading:" title="reading" /> and we read all of them before bed every night.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" />  You gotta check them out if your Mommy hasn't gotten them for you!!<br />
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                <title>One Year Down - Bring on the Toddle!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 Oct 2005 07:57:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Plays Well With Others <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />Hi everybody.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /><br />
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WELL  I have now experienced my very first birthday.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cake.gif" width="32" height="32" alt=":cake:" title="Have your cake and eat it too" />  It was exciting but quite exhausting too. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/faint.gif" width="18" height="17" alt=":faint:" title="I think I've fainted." />  My actual birthday was perfect.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  Mommy and Daddy both took off work and kept me home from daycare to spend the entire day with me.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cuddle.gif" width="24" height="17" alt=":cuddle:" title="Cuddling up with someone close..." />  I woke up to Mommy <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sing.gif" width="29" height="20" alt=":sing:" title="Singing" /> me Happy Birthday <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sing.gif" width="29" height="20" alt=":sing:" title="Singing" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" />  I spent the morning playing with Daddy and Mommy kept running around.  We went to a restaurant for lunch <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hungry.gif" width="33" height="21" alt=":hungry:" title="I am famished!" /> and then came back so I could nap a little.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" />  Im not sleeping as much in the mornings at home as I used to  you know they say its normal for me to eliminate my morning nap around this time and just catch some zzzzzzzs in the afternoon.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" />  <br />
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Mommys parents  - my grandparents <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />  came by after my nap and Gigi (thats what Im gonna call my Mommys Mommy brought balloons!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/airborne.gif" width="49" height="36" alt=":airborne:" title="Airborne" />  I LOVE BALLOONS!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  So then Mommy put down this white sheet over the couch by the window and I was thinking this must mean <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/camera.gif" width="15" height="20" alt=":camera:" title="Camera" /> time <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" />  She put me down with the balloons and then brought out this cool thing called a BIRTHDAY CAKE!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  At first I was like.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/paranoid.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":paranoid:" title="They're all out to get me..." />  I mean  what was this all about?  I wasnt in my high chair, no bib on, no one was freaking out that I was about to touch it.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hmm.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":hmm:" title="hmm" />  So I just gave it a <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/poke.gif" width="44" height="14" alt=":poke:" title="Poke!" />  Suddenly all the adults were <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hmm.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":hmm:" title="hmm" />  I looked at Mommy and she said it was ok. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  So I stuck my entire hand in the squishy thing!  It felt weird!!  I tasted it (Grandpa was like eat it already <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" />) but it was more fun to play with than eat!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bounce.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":bounce:" title="Bounce" />  So I had a good ol time slinging birthday icing everywhere and really getting my feet and hands all in the pretty colors!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" tit... ]]></description>
                <author>*ilovealex</author>
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                <title>Happy Birthday to Me</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2005 19:21:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Plays Well With Others <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />Hi everybody!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /><br />
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O.k. now Im not sure whats going on around here but things are suspicious.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/paranoid.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":paranoid:" title="They're all out to get me..." />  My mommy has been <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cries.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":cries:" title="Waaaah!" /> over this videotape Dads made of the last year theyve been teaching me stuff and shes putting up crepe paper and balloons all over the place.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hmm.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":hmm:" title="hmm" />  She keeps telling me that when I wake up its gonna be a real special day and she and Dad are staying home to play with me all day. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  Apparently I get cake for the first time too and though I dont know what that is, it sure sounds good!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/drool.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":drool:" title="Drool" />  I keep getting cards in the mail from people and on Saturday there is some big <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/party.gif" width="50" height="20" alt=":party:" title="Party" /> going on for me.  From what the older kids at daycare tell me, <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/whisper.gif" width="31" height="21" alt=":whisper:" title="Whisper sweet nothings in my ear!" />  I think its gonna be my first birthday.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" /><br />
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Mommy left me this letter  isnt it sweet? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cuddle.gif" width="24" height="17" alt=":cuddle:" title="Cuddling up with someone close..." /><br />
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Dear Alex,<br />
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A little less than two years ago today your father and I made a decision that we wanted to add a little human to our daily life to enrich our lives.  You showed up in my tummy and started getting to know me with little kicks and tickles from inside until the day came you just needed a bigger pad to hang out in!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" />  So we went to the hospital and let Dr. Bertrand get you out and took you home.  We had some rough days/nights there at first didnt we little guy? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/faint.gif" width="18" height="17" alt=":faint:" title="I think I've fainted." />  You couldnt talk, raise your head off the ground, or even tell us what you needed.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rage.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rage:" title="Rage" />  But we figured it all out didnt we.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />  One year later here you are  you crawl, stand up on your own two feet all by yourself, let us know when you want to eat and when you want to go take a bath or go to bed, make friends, laugh, giggle, play and basically bring your father and I more joy than we truly ever thought was possible to have in our hearts.  Who knew a mosh pit of stuffed animals would be so fun before bed time?  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" />  Who knew raspberries at dinner was a gigglefest <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /> and a great way to unwind from a long day at work or daycare?  I am so proud of all youve become and all youve let us become.   <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />  My big strong boy  Happy Birthday baby  Mommy and Daddy love you so much.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />  Now lets eat cake!!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/glomp.gif" width="47" height="20" alt=":glomp:" title="Glomp!" /><br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
Mommy<br />
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                <author>*ilovealex</author>
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                <title>Subscriptions, Playgrounds, Sickness</title>
                <link>http://ilovealex.deviantart.com/journal/6535604/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Sep 2005 09:07:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Plays Well With Others <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />Hi everbody!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /><br />
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Well FIRST of all let me say <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/o/ohmygod.gif" width="26" height="18" alt=":ohmygod:" title="OMG!" /> SOME nice person bought me a subscription here!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/thanks.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":thanks:" title="Thanks for everything!" />  Now I can watch my friends like <a href="http://danus-world.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/a/danus-world.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="danus-world" /></a> and <a href="http://hannah-bug.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/h/a/hannah-bug.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="hannah-bug" /></a>  a little easier.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />  I put up my shoutboard  so lets <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sing.gif" width="29" height="20" alt=":sing:" title="Singing" /> RAISE THE ROOF <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sing.gif" width="29" height="20" alt=":sing:" title="Singing" /> everybody!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" />  I also put up my first poll.  Mommy is thinking I need a haircut and has trimmed my bangs a bit already.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" />  Im wondering if I should let her  shes not a REAL hairdresser you know and I want to keep my style.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cool.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="8-)" title="8-) (Cool)" /><br />
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My last journal was two months ago.  I turn 11 months old on Tuesday!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bounce.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":bounce:" title="Bounce" />  Im weighing in around 22 pounds these days and around 31 long.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />  Im still sleeping my normal 10-12 hours at night <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" /> and eating finger foods and still some level 3 baby foods if I dont like the finger food they put in front of me.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bleh.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":bleh:" title="Bleh" />  Mommys confused about why I dont like pasta since she loves it.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  So far macaroni and cheese doesnt do it for me, nor does spaghetti.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" />  Maybe when Im older.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hmm.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":hmm:" title="hmm" /><br />
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Last week was weird  I got sick for the first time really.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/puke.gif" width="24" height="15" alt=":puke:" title="I think I am going to PUKE!" />  I was fine and eating dinner after a visit to Gigis (thats Grandma Grayson  Mommys mom <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> ) and then suddenly in my high chair I felt <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/puke.gif" width="24" height="15" alt=":puke:" title="I think I am going to PUKE!" />  I freaked out a bit <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wtf.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":wtf:" title="WTF?" /> but Mommy cleaned me up and I went to bed.  Well then around midnight I <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/puke.gif" width="24" height="15" alt=":puke:" title="I think I am going to PUKE!" /> again!!!  I <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cries.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":cries:" title="Waaaah!" />  and Mommy and Daddy came rushing in!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/fear.gif" width="18" height="18" alt=":fear:" title="Fear" />  Mommy picked me up and I <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/puke.gif" width="24" height="15" alt=":puke:" title="I think I am going to PUKE!" /> all over her.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emot... ]]></description>
                <author>*ilovealex</author>
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                <title>crawling and cruising at 9 months</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Jul 2005 13:04:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hi everbody!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /><br />
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I officially turned 9 months old yesterday.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  Its been a VERY exciting month.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  I learned how to sit up so well that I decided that I really needed to get to explore more of the world around me.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xd.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":XD:" title="XD" />  So I decided to quit dragging myself around like a wounded soldier and start officially crawling.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />  ITS AMAZING!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/faint.gif" width="18" height="17" alt=":faint:" title="I think I've fainted." />  I dont have to <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cries.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":cries:" title="Waaaah!" /> to get picked up or to get where I want anymore, nor do I have to deal with the parents always deciding what toy I play with.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  I just crawl where I want and get it!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bounce.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":bounce:" title="Bounce" />  THEN I figured out I could use my hands and pull myself up to standing.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/o/ohmygod.gif" width="26" height="18" alt=":ohmygod:" title="OMG!" />  Talk about a whole new world!!  Luckily we have lots of window ledges that are the perfect height for me!  Once I got used to that, then I realized that if I move my feet they pick up and move forward!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wtf.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":wtf:" title="WTF?" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/o/omg.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":omg:" title="OMG" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  They call it "cruising".  Balance is pretty tough.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" />  So I still need Mommy and Daddy to help or me the window ledges or coffee table or something.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" />  Im practicing lots so I can get to walking without help as soon as possible.  I wake up every morning and crawl all over Mommy mountain and Daddy mountain until they help me finger walk.  Mommy and I play this game where she claps her hands and puts out her two index fingers and I know thats my signal to grab them and pull up and we can finger walk.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" />  They are in SO MUCH TROUBLE once I can walk.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/mwahaha.gif" width="29" height="15" alt=":evillaugh:" title="EVIL Laughter!" />  So are those cats.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
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Im starting to bore from this baby food stuff.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  Enough with the strained liquid food.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bleh.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":bleh:" title="Bleh" />  Now dont get me wrong  - I still like some of the level 2s  especially apples and ham <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/drool.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":drool:" title="Drool" />  But now Im into finger foods.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hungry.gif" width="33" height="21" alt=":hungry:" title="I am famished!" />  I eat multi grain wheat bread, watermelon and cantaloupe, soft cheese and of course good ol wagon weels and baby cereal bars.  I hear pretty soon Ill be eating all kinds of new stuff.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lick.gif" width="15" height="20" alt=":lick:" title="Lick" />  Now this drinking thing is much more complicated.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hmm.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":hmm:" title="hmm" />  I dont really care for the sippy cup.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  I mean  I have to turn it SO upside down and suck hard  whats the deal?  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rage.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":rage:" title="Rage" />  But a normal cup  I LOVE to drink out of... ]]></description>
                <author>*ilovealex</author>
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                <title>I got a tooth for Da-Da's Day!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 Jun 2005 11:46:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hi everybody!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /><br />
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I have had a crazy <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/crazy.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":crazy:" title="Crazy" />  week!  It started with Da-Da Day (aka Fathers Day to you grown ups with the fancy vocabulary <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" /> ).  Mommy really did a great job helping me with that.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" />  In case you guys arent hip to the story of Fuzzy Wuzzy  Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear, you see.  Apparently in his case, he had no hair  so of course, fuzzy wuzzy wasnt very fuzzy, now was he?  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rofl.gif" width="29" height="27" alt=":rofl:" title="rofl" />  ANYWAY  Mommy says Da-Da is a real fuzzy bear of a man so she calls him Wuzza.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" />  My Da-Da is really strong <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" /> and big too so hes the Big Wuzza.  That, of course, makes yours truly the Wittle Wuzza.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cuddle.gif" width="24" height="17" alt=":cuddle:" title="Cuddling up with someone close..." />  So Mommy made us t-shirts (you can see them in the photo in my gallery).  I wore mine when we presented Da-Da with his bag-o-stuff.  Mom took this photo of me and my toy keyboard and made it into a mousepad, and then we got him cards telling him how much we appreciate and love him.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />  He loved it!  I think he liked the t-shirts best.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" /><br />
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Sunday I showed Mommy how I could sit up all by myself now  even if I started out on my tummy!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />  She was so <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" /> and wanted me to show Da-Da.  But I made him wait a couple of days.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":p" title=":p (Lick)" />  (you gotta space these big achievements out for the parents or they get too excited <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/faint.gif" width="18" height="17" alt=":faint:" title="I think I've fainted." /> )  Now I just sit up whenever I feel like it.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  Its awesome!  I dont have to wait on someone to come pick me up and sit me up anymore.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  Im no newborn you know.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" /><br />
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Speaking of, I officially turned 8 months old on Monday.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/party.gif" width="50" height="20" alt=":party:" title="Party" />  Da-Das been teasing me about when am I going to get a tooth  so I went ahead and got one yesterday!  I showed it off to my new nanny Ms. Lolita at Primrose first.  She told Mommy when Mommy came to pick me up and Mommy was <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  She wanted to see it but I made her work for it. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":p" title=":p (Lick)" />  We got home and ate dinner and Mommy was pushing the biter biscuits.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" />  We told Daddy and he was <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" /> too!  (Im telling ya  these parents are easy to please <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" /> )  I wonder how long it will take me to get the next tooth?  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/confuse.gif" width="18" height="15" alt=":confused:" title="Confused" />  This one took forever.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":... ]]></description>
                <author>*ilovealex</author>
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                <title>Swimming pools and other stuff</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Jun 2005 09:11:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey everybody.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /><br />
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Its summer now and I live in Texas where its hot!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sun.gif" width="30" height="30" alt=":sun:" title="Sun" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/faint.gif" width="18" height="17" alt=":faint:" title="I think I've fainted." />  Mommy just bought me my very own swimming pool!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  She put it in the back yard under a big tree so I could get some shade <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cool.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="B-)" title="B-) (Cool)" />  We bring out Mr. Rubber Duckie and Mr. Octapuss (aka Doc Oc) to hang out with me in the cool water.  At first I was like <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/confuse.gif" width="18" height="15" alt=":confused:" title="Confused" />  Why are we taking a bath outside and why am I still dressed?  Then I figured out this wasnt bath time-  this was just play in the water time!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/relax.gif" width="31" height="23" alt=":relax:" title="Relax" />  Mommy can even fit in the pool with me if she wants  shes tiny like that.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /><br />
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I turn 8 months in another week.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />  I am skooching along pretty well these days but still have hard time crawling on all fours without falling down once I pick up a hand to move forward.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/confuse.gif" width="18" height="15" alt=":confused:" title="Confused" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" />  I get around though. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":p" title=":p (Lick)" />  Ive recently learned to stand up <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" /> and I LOVE IT.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  I get real excited and it makes me squeal in delight!  I cant wait to walk!!  <br />
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Maggie, one of our <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/k/kitty.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":kitty:" title="Kitty-chan" /> lets me pet her now pretty regularly and hold her tail as long as I'm "gentle" enough.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" />  Mimi is not as brave but she hangs out in my nursery window a lot.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/k/kitty.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":kitty:" title="Kitty-chan" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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I sit up all the time now and its a nice change from always having to lay down.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  Mommy got me something called a floppy seat and it lets me sit in high chairs when Mommy and Daddy go to a restaurant <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hungry.gif" width="33" height="21" alt=":hungry:" title="I am famished!" /> or we shop.  Its soft and padded and it holds my bottle in a pocket on the side and my toys on loops so I can throw them and they dont disappear to the ground.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /><br />
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Ive expanded my menus lately too.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />   I love most apples and ham mixed together and chicken and ham too.  I like tomato macaroni beef dinner too but just plain chicken noodle or chicken Im not too keen to. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/puke.gif" width="24" height="15" alt=":puke:" title="I think I am going to PUKE!" />  So far I like all the veggies <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/drool.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":drool:" title="Drool" /> and most fruits.  I dont like peaches <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" /> and blueberries are like o.k.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" />  Baby yogurt rules!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my exci... ]]></description>
                <author>*ilovealex</author>
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                <title>Six Months Old Baby!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Apr 2005 14:32:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /> Hi everybody!<br />
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Yesterday I went to see Dr. Levy for my  six month check up.  I weighed in at 16  lbs 7 oz. and was measured at 27 ½  inches long.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />  I had two vaccinations  this time <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  but I only cried for a  minute. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cries.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":cries:" title="Waaaah!" />  (you take two shots into the  leg <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" />)  Dr. Levy said she still couldnt  feel my teeth coming in but they can  see that Im showing all the signs of  teething. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/drool.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":drool:" title="Drool" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/runnynose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":runnynose:" title="Runny Nose" />  <br />
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Im now ready to drink water, eat  yogurt and baby food meats.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hungry.gif" width="33" height="21" alt=":hungry:" title="I am famished!" />  I got to  drink from a CUP last night for the  first time <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/confuse.gif" width="18" height="15" alt=":confused:" title="Confused" /> and drink ice cold water.   My world of taste is expanding and I  love it!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  My world is also moving  beyond just a bottle  I mean, Im no  newborn you know.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" /><br />
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I am all into rolling around.  Its so  much fun!  I rolled around between  Mommy and Daddy for a half hour  straight on their king size bed the  other night.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" />  I can get up on my  elbows and then I can get up on my  knees but I cant seem to get on my  elbows and knees at the same time yet.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" />   I think they are a little scared <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/fear.gif" width="18" height="18" alt=":fear:" title="Fear" /> of  the idea of me being mobile!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/mwahaha.gif" width="29" height="15" alt=":evillaugh:" title="EVIL Laughter!" /><br />
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I am figuring out that I can make all  sorts of new noises.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blahblah.gif" width="37" height="15" alt=":blahblah:" title="You talk too much!" />  Whenever I  utter mama Mommy freaks out!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  Its  a bit easier for me to say dadada  right now and last night I said dada  a few time and Daddy got all <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> and Mommy  ran to get the video camera.  Not sure  what is going on there but I think Im  on to something getting their attention  with these new words.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/i/idea.gif" width="15" height="32" alt=":idea:" title="Idea" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /><br />
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Today is the weekend so that means ALL  MOMMY ALL THE TIME.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bounce.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":bounce:" title="Bounce" />  Talk to you guys  later!<br />
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Thanks for watching me grow! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/thanks.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":thanks:" title="Thanks for everything!" /><br />
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My mommy is <a href="http://devilicious.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/devilicious.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="devilicious" /></a> here on DA and she has  made me my own account because, well,  she's sort of addicted to taking  photographs <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/camera.gif" width="15" height="20" alt=":camera:" title="Camera" /> of me.  Plus this way the  family and friends can come to... ]]></description>
                <author>*ilovealex</author>
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                <title>I have a great grandmother!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Apr 2005 12:39:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hi everybody!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /><br />
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Guess who I met this past weekend?  My  GREAT grandmother.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  Did you know that  you can have more than one grandma?!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />   Mommy and Daddy drove me in the car for  a long time <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  to get there.  Once I  figured out we werent going to daycare  or some restaurant <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/confuse.gif" width="18" height="15" alt=":confused:" title="Confused" /> I just went to  sleep.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleepy.gif" width="15" height="30" alt=":sleepy:" title="Sleepy" />  It wasnt that bad  - Mommy  sat in the back and fed me a bottle if  I wanted it <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hungry.gif" width="33" height="21" alt=":hungry:" title="I am famished!" /> and played with me some <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cuddle.gif" width="24" height="17" alt=":cuddle:" title="Cuddling up with someone close..." />  and I had a brand new car seat to boot!   I had outgrown my other one <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" /> and this  one gives me more space to stretch out  plus I get locked in like a race car  driver with my five point harness  Daddy says.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cool.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="B-)" title="B-) (Cool)" />  <br />
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We got to Mimerls house (thats what  we call my great grandmother <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> ) and she  was so excited to see me! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bounce.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":bounce:" title="Bounce" />  Before I  knew it, I was surrounded by people! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eek.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":o" title=":o (Eek)" />   The strangest things entertained them  too.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" />  Id eat baby food and theyd be  like <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/faint.gif" width="18" height="17" alt=":faint:" title="I think I've fainted." />  If I really wanted a reaction  Id flash a big <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> or <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /> for them and MAN  would they go nuts!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  My regular  grandma was there and my cousin Nikki.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" />   Mom took a bunch of <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/camera.gif" width="15" height="20" alt=":camera:" title="Camera" /> of us on the  front porch too.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" />  I was so tired by  the end of the day, I slept for 10.5  hours.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" />  (even though it was my  playpen and not my crib.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" /> )  I dont  think Mom and Dad slept very well  though.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":p" title=":p (Lick)" />  They were worried about me  sleeping.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" />  Mommy says Im really  lucky to get to know my great  grandmother, that some babies never get  to meet theirs!<br />
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Before we had gone on the trip Id had  two days off with Daddy first and then  Mommy!  ALL PARENTS ALL THE TIME!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bounce.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":bounce:" title="Bounce" />   Daddy was taking me to daycare Thursday  and decided I was coughing too much.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" />   Dr. Levy said I had croup <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sick.gif" width="32" height="18" alt=":sick:" title="Sick" /> and gave  me some yummy grape medicine that took  care of things quick!  I also weighed... ]]></description>
                <author>*ilovealex</author>
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                <title>mmmm....sweet potatoes....</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2005 20:12:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hi everybody!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /><br />
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Today I had my first real solid food!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hungry.gif" width="33" height="21" alt=":hungry:" title="I am famished!" />   SWEET POTATOES!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/drool.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":drool:" title="Drool" />  My Mommy says some  people call them "yams".  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" />  See, this  weekend I got a high chair.  It RULES!   It's an aquarium style with rubber  teething crabs and fish attached to the  sides of it for me to chew on <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/chew.gif" width="19" height="17" alt=":chew:" title="Chew" />  Plus it  comes with this toy aquarium that fits  into my dinner tray for me to play with  while Mommy prepares my food.  Its on  wheels too so Mommy or Daddy can roll  me around the table easily.  They got  out the video camera and digital both  for this it was such a big deal to  them!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/camera.gif" width="15" height="20" alt=":camera:" title="Camera" />  Daddy tried this stuff called  "rice cereal" first this weekend. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/puke.gif" width="24" height="15" alt=":puke:" title="I think I am going to PUKE!" />  It  tastes like paste Mommy says.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":p" title=":p (Lick)" />  Daddy  says its important I start on veggies  so I don't refuse them for only sweet  stuff later - so Mommy picked out a  sweet veggie for me as a compromise.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />   Tonight she got all excited because I  opened my mouth for the spoon (I'm  tellin' ya - they're easy to please  sometimes <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" /> ) and because I liked the  taste - I kept asking for more and  eating it.  She would freak out  everytime I ate some!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  Supposedly  some babies only eat a tiny bit but I  ate nearly all of my container on the  first try!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />  Then I figured I'd really  give her a thrill and grabbed my spoon  and put it into my mouth and sucked and  chewed on it myself.  She nearly passed  out she was so impressed!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/faint.gif" width="18" height="17" alt=":faint:" title="I think I've fainted." />  She called  Daddy and they laughed while I got  sweet potatoe all over my face and the  chair trying to aim for my mouth.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" />   Eating solid foods is fun and its ABOUT  TIME I got to taste something other  than breast  milk or formula!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" /><br />
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Today I also went to see Dr. Levy  because I've been teething.  (I figure  I'd better get in some teeth if we're  getting into solid foods <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hmm.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":hmm:" title="hmm" /> )  So I've  been having a runny nose <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/runnynose.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":runnynose:" title="Runny Nose" /> and cough and  even though they are symptoms of  teething - they were starting to get  concerned I might have my first cold.   Sure enough, Dr. Levy said I had a  little "bug".  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" />  But I'm almost better  and then she said I had the beginnings  of an ear infection.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sick.gif" width="32" height="18" alt=":sick:" title="Sick" />  Turns out Mommy  and Daddy caught it so early, I hadn't  even noticed it yet and it'll be gone  in three days.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t:" title="w00t!" />  I took my first  antibiotics tonight.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/puke.gif" width="24" height="15" alt=":puke:" title="I think I am going to PUKE!" />  But a baby's  gotta do what a baby's gotta do.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" /><br />
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I've been sleeping 10-11 hours at night  as usual.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" />... ]]></description>
                <author>*ilovealex</author>
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                <title>Daycare and Doctors - Oh My!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 Feb 2005 20:27:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hi everybody! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /><br />
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Well today was a big day!  I am  officially four months old on Sunday -  February 20th.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bounce.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":bounce:" title="Bounce" />  So today Daddy took  off work so he could come with me and  Mommy to see Dr. Levy for my four month  wellness check up.  I measured in at 26  and 1/4 inches and weighted 14 pounds  and 1 oz.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />  Mommy says I'm less than 4  inches away from being half as tall as  she is already!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" />  Mommy and Daddy both  bragged on me to the doctor about how I  slept 10 - 12 hours at night without  waking up to eat <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" />, had been holding my  head up and bearing weight on my legs  for months <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />, rolled over all the time,  was talking like crazy.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blahblah.gif" width="37" height="15" alt=":blahblah:" title="You talk too much!" /> and now was  officially teething.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t:" title="w00t!" />  Dr. Levy was  very proud of me and Daddy told her I  was a big strong boy!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" />  Then she left  and the nurse came in gave me four  shots for my second round of  vaccinations.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" />  But you know what - it  didn't seem as bad this time?  I mean -  yeah,  I did cry <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cries.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":cries:" title="Waaaah!" /> but heck - you take  four shots in the leg!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" />  Daddy held me  and Mommy stood behind him with her  fingers in her ears.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" />  She's a girl.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" />   Anyway, it was really fast and after I  cried from the shots I calmed down  pretty fast.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  I mean - once its over  its over you know?  Mommy was all bossy  to Daddy to hand me to her so she could  comfort me.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" />  I think Daddy wanted to  comfort me more too so Mommy promised  him next time he could.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />  That's the  last time I ever have to get four shots  - next time its only two! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
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This week was my first week at daycare!   <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bounce.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":bounce:" title="Bounce" />  I went for two hours on Monday,  three on Tuesday, four yesterday and  five today!  Tomorrow I go for six and  next week its 9.5 at a stretch.  But I  actually LIKE daycare!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  Oh sure, I'd  always rather be with my Mommy <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /> - but  she I still get to to wake up with her  and have morning play time with her and  Daddy first.  Then at daycare Mommy  hangs around <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/comfort.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":cling:" title="Comfort me." /> until she knows I'm happy  and playing, then she makes sure and  says goodbye to me.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" />  Miss Sepida is  my favorite teacher and Mommy really  likes her.  She is a Mommy too and she  always can tell if I'm <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hungry.gif" width="33" height="21" alt=":hungry:" title="I am famished!" /> or <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleepy.gif" width="15" height="30" alt=":sleepy:" title="Sleepy" /> and she  holds me a lot.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cuddle.gif" wid... ]]></description>
                <author>*ilovealex</author>
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                <title>ALL MOMMY ALL THE TIME!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 Feb 2005 19:29:35 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /><br />
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Mommy lost her job yesterday.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" />  But  its weird because she seems really  happy about it! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" />  We're not convinced  she didn't do some magic because it was  the day before I was SUPPOSED to start  daycare. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hmm.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":hmm:" title="hmm" />  But you know what that  means!  I get my Mommy back full time  and its ALL MOMMY ALL THE TIME!!  Like  one long weekend!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/headbang.gif" width="47" height="16" alt=":headbang:" title="Headbang!" /><br />
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Yesterday Mommy and Daddy both took me  to the daycare to tell them I wasn't  coming for a bit longer.  They already  had a crib for me with my name on it! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" />   I got to meet my caregivers and Mommy  let them hold me like those ladies at  her office.  She was a sweet lady - I  liked her a lot!  I went ahead and gave  her a few big smiles <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /> and some <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /> and  sure enough - they're all suckers for  that. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />  I met the other babies and most  were <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" />  but one girl was there that  would <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cries.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":cries:" title="Waaaah!" /> everytime they put her down.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" />   They seemed all impressed that I held  my neck up all the time (what IS the  big deal about that? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" /> ) and how much I  rolled over and did baby push ups.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />   Daddy told them I was a big strong boy.   <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  I think I might even like daycare  some - but don't tell my Mommy that -  she's sensitive about it.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/whisper.gif" width="31" height="21" alt=":whisper:" title="Whisper sweet nothings in my ear!" /><br />
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Today Mommy took me to the mall and we  had a blast!  We saw tons of other  mommy's and babies out there in  strollers too!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/o/omg.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":omg:" title="OMG" />  All the "toddlers"  come up and <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /> at me.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" />  We played in the  family center so I could stretch my  legs after my nap <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" /> in the stroller too.   <br />
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I'm gumming a lot of things and into  sucking on my parents fingers again.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" />   They like it!  I haven't really done  that for them since I was a newborn.   So Mommy got out this whole bag of new  toys that are for "teething" just so I  can use my new grab skills <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> and put the  toys in my mouth and it not be a big  deal.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bounce.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":bounce:" title="Bounce" />  <br />
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I've been learning how to focus on  things longer.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":eyes:" title="Eyes" />  I am really beginning  to love tv <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/o/omg.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":omg:" title="OMG" />  Its sort of like when  Daddy lets me watch his crazy  screensavers to music.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" />  Mommy freaked  out at me watching tv for so long!  So  we watched Baby Einstein videos  yesterday and today.  She only lets me  watch one or two a... ]]></description>
                <author>*ilovealex</author>
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                <title>We went to Mommy's office!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2005 19:56:52 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /><br />
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Today Daddy drove me to Mommy's office  to visit her and her friends she works  with.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/work.gif" width="48" height="28" alt=":work:" title="I've got too much work to do." />  I love to drive in the car  with Daddy - its the best place to take  a nice nap.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" />  <br />
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We got there and a whole bunch of  Mommy's friends stood around me and  smiled real big <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /> and held me.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" />  It was  fun!  I had six different ladies hold  me and I'd give them a little <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /> and a  big smile <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> and they'd just freak out!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />   Mr. Boss held me too and said I was  such a good baby and he couldn't  believe how calm I was.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />  Most other  babies must throw fits all the time <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cries.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":cries:" title="Waaaah!" />  because everyone seems so shocked when  I'm calm and smiling.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" />  The ladies  were all impressed with me standing and  holding my neck up so easily but geez -  I've been doing that for over a month! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" /><br />
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Mommy walked me around and showed me  her cube.  Man - she has a million  photos of me there too!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/o/omg.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":omg:" title="OMG" />  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" />  She even  changed my diaper in the conference  room.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/embarrassed.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":blush:" title="Blush" />  Then she walked us out and  Daddy drove me back home.  I made him  pull over and feed me some <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hungry.gif" width="33" height="21" alt=":hungry:" title="I am famished!" /> and then  slept some more.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" /><br />
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We went out to eat tonight and then had  bathtime!!!  I LOVE BATH TIME!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />   Mommy plays with me in the water and  Daddy laughs and makes funny faces on  the side.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" />  They wash me and then its  time for my massage on my bear skin rug  while we listen to some Baby Einstein  classical music.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/stereo.gif" width="61" height="23" alt=":stereo:" title="Jamming to mah stereo" />  <br />
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Mommy seemed especially happy tonight -  I think she likes Friday nights for  some reason.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" />  She keeps saying "It's  the weekend and you know what that  means - ALL MOMMY ALL THE TIME!"  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" />  She  and Daddy both laugh and tickle my neck  now and it cracks me up.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /><br />
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Bedtime! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" /><br />
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Thanks for watching me grow!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" /><br />
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My mommy is <a href="http://devilicious.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/devilicious.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="devilicious" /></a> here on D... ]]></description>
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                <title>Damn that tummy time!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2005 18:30:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today I rolled all the way over from my  back to my tummy back to my back again  all by myself!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />  My Dad even got it on  videotape. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" />  I prefer to tuck and roll  over to my right and that damn right  elbow usually gets in my way from  getting all the way over.  But not  today!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" />  My Daddy coached me with  verbal support <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/whisper.gif" width="31" height="21" alt=":whisper:" title="Whisper sweet nothings in my ear!" /> and I figured it out!   I will say once I'm on my tummy its  pretty hard to figure out how to get  back on my back.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/confuse.gif" width="18" height="15" alt=":confused:" title="Confused" />  But I am practicing  lots!<br />
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I've been thinking about grabbing my  toys for a while now.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hmm.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":hmm:" title="hmm" />  I reach out  and touch them and sometimes grab them  but its sorta hard to stay focused long  enough to really hold them for very  long.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shrug.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":shrug:" title="Shrug" />  Today I grabbed the ends of my  monkey on my baby gym and Mom freaked  out!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" width="23" height="19" alt=":excited:" title="OMG! I can't contain my excitement!" />  They sure like to see me  "develop".  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /><br />
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Oh well - bedtime! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleep.gif" width="38" height="22" alt=":sleep:" title="Sleep" /><br />
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Thanks for watching me grow!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" /><br />
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My mommy is <a href="http://devilicious.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/devilicious.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="devilicious" /></a> here on DA and she has  made me my own account because, well,  she's sort of addicted to taking  photographs <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/camera.gif" width="15" height="20" alt=":camera:" title="Camera" /> of me.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" />  Plus this way  the family and friends can come to one  place and check them all out. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/community.gif" width="57" height="24" alt=":community:" title="Community; what deviantART is all about!" /> ]]></description>
                <author>*ilovealex</author>
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                <title>Hello Friends and Family</title>
                <link>http://ilovealex.deviantart.com/journal/4393046/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2005 11:23:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /><br />
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My mommy is <a href="http://devilicious.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/e/devilicious.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="devilicious" /></a> here on DA and she has  made me my own account because, well,  she's sort of addicted to taking  photographs <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/camera.gif" width="15" height="20" alt=":camera:" title="Camera" /> of me.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" />  Plus this way  the family can come to one place and  check them all out. She promises to  keep them of quality and not just put  up every snapshot here out of respect  to the site's traffic.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":nod:" title="Nod" />  She also  realizes that some of these images here  are duplicates of images from her own  account - but those are photos she's  especially proud of and wants in her  art account as well as here for family  and friends to see.  So don't be mad  about any duplicates! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/please.gif" width="15" height="22" alt=":please:" title="Please" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />
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She's busy choosing which photos to put  in what order now so I'm sure she'll be  adding lots daily!  <br />
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Thanks for watching me grow! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/strong.gif" width="35" height="18" alt=":strong:" title="Strong!" /><br />
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