<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:47:41.343-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wentzkys in Greer</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-3801664220468714682</id><published>2011-12-28T15:47:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T15:18:56.157-10:00</updated><title type='text'>SANTA CAME!</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful Christmas morning. The funny thing that is so us, is we overslept..YEP! We were supposed to be up and at grandma's by 9:30...and we woke up at 8:30. So it was a quick look at what Santa brought, change clothes...and get out the door!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-51TJShNLONM/TXbc-BxyZaI/AAAAAAAAAos/Fuv4FXyZ59M/s1600/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581891746359567778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-51TJShNLONM/TXbc-BxyZaI/AAAAAAAAAos/Fuv4FXyZ59M/s320/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love Mickey in this house! Ma-Ma got us this Mickey at Hobby Lobby and it was by far Joseph's favorite decoration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PDOsDRANr7s/TXbc930M4jI/AAAAAAAAAok/SPAeQXLHXhU/s1600/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581891743685337650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PDOsDRANr7s/TXbc930M4jI/AAAAAAAAAok/SPAeQXLHXhU/s320/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All set up for Christmas morning. Santa brought us an Elmo, Woody, a Stuffed horse, books, dvds, an ABC thingy..and any thing from the movie cars that he could find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rvz7xwSapCs/TXbc9mCZdFI/AAAAAAAAAoc/pn_eS5FYftA/s1600/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581891738913043538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rvz7xwSapCs/TXbc9mCZdFI/AAAAAAAAAoc/pn_eS5FYftA/s320/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the four-wheeler. Joe and I went rounds for this thing, and he won out. I think joseph was a little small for it, but Joe insisted and I'm so glad Santa brought it. Joseph loves, loves it. Took him a while to learn how to turn, but he rides it everywhere now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RHihfUNPMWA/TXbc9RpE-EI/AAAAAAAAAoU/sx6UmNkCwv0/s1600/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581891733438134338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RHihfUNPMWA/TXbc9RpE-EI/AAAAAAAAAoU/sx6UmNkCwv0/s320/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I felt so bad we overslept. Joseph is not a morning person, and then all this when he got up. Later on in the day he was much more excited about it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OE0vt9-stRM/TXbc9KJuaAI/AAAAAAAAAoM/OrGW4OUPRGU/s1600/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581891731427584002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OE0vt9-stRM/TXbc9KJuaAI/AAAAAAAAAoM/OrGW4OUPRGU/s320/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And out of everything, the mini cars from the movie CARS won out. The little things in life I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we were off for breakfast with Grandma and Grandpa.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-3801664220468714682?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/3801664220468714682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=3801664220468714682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/3801664220468714682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/3801664220468714682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2011_12_01_archive.html#3801664220468714682' title='SANTA CAME!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-51TJShNLONM/TXbc-BxyZaI/AAAAAAAAAos/Fuv4FXyZ59M/s72-c/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-7435769282602039384</id><published>2011-03-23T15:19:00.005-10:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T15:51:56.901-10:00</updated><title type='text'>My letter to Joseph...</title><content type='html'>Oh my sweet little man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe that I am writing you a letter on your 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday.  It seems like yesterday your dad and i were leaving the hospital, and praying to not mess up as parents.  You amaze me everyday.  You learn new things constantly, and you talk with us non-stop.  My favorite thing about you right now is your belly laugh.  When you get tickled, you can laugh and brighten a room.  You love airplanes right now, and giggle and say "hey" and "bye" to them.  You got so many different kind of airplanes for your birthday and to say you are obsessed with them is an understatement.    &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EnJtfkYVKVk/TYqcrY74gPI/AAAAAAAAApE/NY7UgSYTKoo/s1600/joseph%2527s%2B2nd%2Bbirthday%2521%2B099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587450556948447474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EnJtfkYVKVk/TYqcrY74gPI/AAAAAAAAApE/NY7UgSYTKoo/s320/joseph%2527s%2B2nd%2Bbirthday%2521%2B099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You also love to play outside right now.  It's been beautiful weather, and you cry every time we have to come inside.  You still have "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;didi&lt;/span&gt;", and it's your best friend.  You love to eat Mexican food..(yes, you are my child), and you adore your daddy.  You also think your grandparents are great too, and they are wild about you.  You have a schedule and if we stick to it, everybody is happy.  You make me smile constantly, and my favorite part of the day is getting off work, and hurrying to get to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PW_6cjTitdE/TYqcq4yM6BI/AAAAAAAAAo8/jrZtDyghmAk/s1600/joseph%2527s%2B2nd%2Bbirthday%2521%2B122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587450548317906962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PW_6cjTitdE/TYqcq4yM6BI/AAAAAAAAAo8/jrZtDyghmAk/s320/joseph%2527s%2B2nd%2Bbirthday%2521%2B122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joseph, you are such a special little man.  When we found out about your kidneys we were so scared.  We prayed for you, and this past week you got released from the kidney doctor!!!  I was so relieved, but shouldn't have been surprised.  God answered our prayer, and you are perfectly healthy.  You are so active, and rarely meet a stranger!  Looking back over the past two years I could laugh and cry.  I love watching you grow up and turn into your own little person, with your own personality.  But I also miss every stage you go through.  You are growing up too fast, and I promise I will put on brick on your head soon, and make you stop! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ivo3KjyO5TA/TYqcqge35EI/AAAAAAAAAo0/8suRw4a4JbQ/s1600/joseph%2527s%2B2nd%2Bbirthday%2521%2B105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587450541794387010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ivo3KjyO5TA/TYqcqge35EI/AAAAAAAAAo0/8suRw4a4JbQ/s320/joseph%2527s%2B2nd%2Bbirthday%2521%2B105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph, your Dad and I completely adore you.  You are a wonderful, amazing little boy and we are so blessed and thankful that we were chosen to be your parents.  I hope you always know just how loved you are.  Happy Birthday my sweet little man! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy and Mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-7435769282602039384?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/7435769282602039384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=7435769282602039384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/7435769282602039384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/7435769282602039384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#7435769282602039384' title='My letter to Joseph...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EnJtfkYVKVk/TYqcrY74gPI/AAAAAAAAApE/NY7UgSYTKoo/s72-c/joseph%2527s%2B2nd%2Bbirthday%2521%2B099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-5610926584512393520</id><published>2010-12-27T09:25:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T15:36:51.222-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas #1</title><content type='html'>We started off Christmas Eve with a trip to Granny's and Papa's.  The children were supposed to wear pj's and little man looked adorable with his Mickey Mouse &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;PJ's&lt;/span&gt; on..and to complete the look he had his bib, hat, and converse.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PuBU2DIbsnY/TXaHyiA42hI/AAAAAAAAAoE/T2sm29SZu6U/s1600/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581798090366048786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PuBU2DIbsnY/TXaHyiA42hI/AAAAAAAAAoE/T2sm29SZu6U/s320/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Papa Taylor always reads the Christmas story to us before we open presents.  We are so lucky to have such a strong Christian man as the head of the family, and above all he is super sweet too.  I know Joseph doesn't get the entire Christmas story yet, but in the picture he looks like he is trying really hard to understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PgZpt_Pfa7c/TXaG19sStSI/AAAAAAAAAn0/MhGVVjZbykA/s1600/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581797049823835426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PgZpt_Pfa7c/TXaG19sStSI/AAAAAAAAAn0/MhGVVjZbykA/s320/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then presents........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mu33guxNbk8/TXaG1jU0PII/AAAAAAAAAns/YyZdQ6GtoiM/s1600/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581797042746047618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mu33guxNbk8/TXaG1jU0PII/AAAAAAAAAns/YyZdQ6GtoiM/s320/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we decorated cookies for Santa, and more red icing got on Joseph than the cookie I'm sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-usT3XlsAHhs/TXaG1WmoTTI/AAAAAAAAAnk/TnSz9u8IV3k/s1600/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581797039331102002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-usT3XlsAHhs/TXaG1WmoTTI/AAAAAAAAAnk/TnSz9u8IV3k/s320/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family pic....it's times like this when I look and realize I don't have a baby anymore..my little man is growing into a little boy!  Hold your heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UPpkAb6xVUU/TXaG1I2_vjI/AAAAAAAAAnc/471pHfz1Mrg/s1600/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581797035641650738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UPpkAb6xVUU/TXaG1I2_vjI/AAAAAAAAAnc/471pHfz1Mrg/s320/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....This was just the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of a great Christmas.  More to come....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-5610926584512393520?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/5610926584512393520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=5610926584512393520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5610926584512393520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5610926584512393520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#5610926584512393520' title='Christmas #1'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PuBU2DIbsnY/TXaHyiA42hI/AAAAAAAAAoE/T2sm29SZu6U/s72-c/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-4063616484201333064</id><published>2010-12-20T09:16:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T09:24:54.978-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hollywild!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year we decided to go to Hollywild to see the lights, and of course the animals.  We all loaded up in grandpa and grandma's van....and it was crazy.  I have never seen that many animals running around freely, or that many cars trying to maneuver through the animals.  It was freezing and took a lot longer than we had all planned, but it was a fun trip that won't soon be forgotten!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3xE-jjQyEAM/TXaBMyxptYI/AAAAAAAAAnU/xl_miacZlKE/s1600/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581790844960748930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3xE-jjQyEAM/TXaBMyxptYI/AAAAAAAAAnU/xl_miacZlKE/s320/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ePICx36GhY0/TXaBMo7HN9I/AAAAAAAAAnM/FfVk6pMbW-8/s1600/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581790842316077010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ePICx36GhY0/TXaBMo7HN9I/AAAAAAAAAnM/FfVk6pMbW-8/s320/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Double trouble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IL13CSLfapA/TXaBMeq06yI/AAAAAAAAAnE/qHMw_Z6c-nA/s1600/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581790839563414306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IL13CSLfapA/TXaBMeq06yI/AAAAAAAAAnE/qHMw_Z6c-nA/s320/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Sam...always always snacking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t3c9SeAvzyA/TXaBL88ZiLI/AAAAAAAAAm8/0ZwzwDYSTlk/s1600/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581790830510311602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t3c9SeAvzyA/TXaBL88ZiLI/AAAAAAAAAm8/0ZwzwDYSTlk/s320/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could say little man hated the animals...but he stuck his hand right through the fence, and into the animals mouth.  Oh Hand Sanitizer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9qcdxiKbU28/TXaBLviHN-I/AAAAAAAAAm0/6McJrkSXt6A/s1600/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581790826910398434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9qcdxiKbU28/TXaBLviHN-I/AAAAAAAAAm0/6McJrkSXt6A/s320/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And to end it...you of course were sitting with your daddy!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now..on to the next Christmas memory!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-4063616484201333064?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/4063616484201333064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=4063616484201333064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/4063616484201333064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/4063616484201333064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#4063616484201333064' title='Hollywild!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3xE-jjQyEAM/TXaBMyxptYI/AAAAAAAAAnU/xl_miacZlKE/s72-c/hollywild%252C%2Bchristmas%252C%2B2%2Bsnow%2Bpics%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-957605112801971748</id><published>2010-12-18T16:41:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T16:57:12.652-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa....</title><content type='html'>It's finally Christmas, and I am beyond excited.  I love that this time of year we get to spend with all of our family, we eat wonderful food, and lots of it, and we get to see Joseph celebrate Christmas and believe in the magic of Santa!!  Oh, it's going to be good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We started off the season with a work party.  Joseph decided to hide under the table and Joe's work party with Midway....at this point, whatever keeps him happy, we do!  And this party was great because it was in a fellowship hall so we did not have to worry about being in a restaurant setting!  (and look at his eyes..the look so green..LOVE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1xmcF0agI/AAAAAAAAAl8/4VrE84fQ-T4/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552218820807256578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1xmcF0agI/AAAAAAAAAl8/4VrE84fQ-T4/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joseph was sitting with Granpa when Santa walked in..(and right now he would choose Granpa over anyone)   He started smiling, and was not scared at all.  I was a little worried because he has not seen Santa at all...but he did great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1xmaH_deI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Cic9mnHPlg0/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552218820279498210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1xmaH_deI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Cic9mnHPlg0/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Santa walked straight in and was greeted by all the children.  While he was trying to speak to everyone my child was the one who walked up, and keep starting at him in awe.  I hate this picture is blurry but I thought it was cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1xmN-kTdI/AAAAAAAAAls/cS5Va5OuQYA/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552218817018744274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1xmN-kTdI/AAAAAAAAAls/cS5Va5OuQYA/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was time to sit in Santa's lap, Joseph had no problem with that either.  He would have sat there all night (not to mention Santa had mini candy canes, and Joseph may have had 4, or 5, or...ok you get the picture).  Santa also brought Joseph and wooden work bench, and we have spent many hours playing with it since the party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1xly1GfkI/AAAAAAAAAlk/Au8HMZbpYIE/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552218809731284546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1xly1GfkI/AAAAAAAAAlk/Au8HMZbpYIE/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Santa left, my child had to be held on more time.  When I asked him to give Santa a hug, this is what we got.  I am so glad that he was not afraid at all this year...and I cannot wait for Santa to come see us at our house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1xlgjsMjI/AAAAAAAAAlc/rLJxdPUBQ-s/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552218804826419762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1xlgjsMjI/AAAAAAAAAlc/rLJxdPUBQ-s/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a great Christmas, and in all the hustle and bustle of the season,  I pray we never forget why we celebrate this day.  Whenever I go anywhere, and someone is checking me out, I always say Merry Christmas...not happy holidays, seasons greetings...none of that.  This is Christmas and we celebrate it because God choose to send his son, to a dark world, to be our Saviour....and for that we should celebrate CHRISTmas all year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry CHRISTmas everyone!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-957605112801971748?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/957605112801971748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=957605112801971748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/957605112801971748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/957605112801971748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#957605112801971748' title='Santa....'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1xmcF0agI/AAAAAAAAAl8/4VrE84fQ-T4/s72-c/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-198693435119496336</id><published>2010-12-18T16:25:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T16:35:47.977-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Clemson vs. Carolina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My family came over to watch the Clemson/Carolina game this year at our house..instead of doing a cook-out we did breakfast, and it turned out really good!  And NO-I am choosing not to remember the score...it wasn't Clemson's year..but I'll always be a tiger!!        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is how Joseph and I felt after the game!                                                                                                                                                                                                      &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1t33EmvyI/AAAAAAAAAlU/vDDQFD4m5hM/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552214722061188898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1t33EmvyI/AAAAAAAAAlU/vDDQFD4m5hM/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cutest picture from the night!  Joseph and Sam both have Clemson jerseys with there name on them, and I'm hoping we can still wear them next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1t3hmOYqI/AAAAAAAAAlM/s2u1somJsBg/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552214716296618658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1t3hmOYqI/AAAAAAAAAlM/s2u1somJsBg/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava has gone from toddler to "little girl" in a few short months.  She always wants to help, and loved helping Joe in the kitchen that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1t3qwCauI/AAAAAAAAAlE/x2RW83300rg/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552214718753696482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1t3qwCauI/AAAAAAAAAlE/x2RW83300rg/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But once Ava helps...everybody helps...bless it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1t3bi5obI/AAAAAAAAAk8/vxpo6Ah3Cpk/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552214714672062898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1t3bi5obI/AAAAAAAAAk8/vxpo6Ah3Cpk/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this picture I thought was just cute.  Joseph has learned to climb, and love to push something next to the wall, reach up, and turn lights and fans on and off.  He is getting to be such a big boy, and so independent! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1t222vKDI/AAAAAAAAAk0/gxNMbod0_DA/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552214704823150642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1t222vKDI/AAAAAAAAAk0/gxNMbod0_DA/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Until Next Time...and Go TIGERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-198693435119496336?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/198693435119496336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=198693435119496336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/198693435119496336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/198693435119496336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#198693435119496336' title='Clemson vs. Carolina'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1t33EmvyI/AAAAAAAAAlU/vDDQFD4m5hM/s72-c/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-4099284331211344553</id><published>2010-12-18T16:14:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T16:23:54.914-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Halloween...with a toddler!!  Joseph was Snoopy this year...and he was not fond of it!  He absolutely HATED the Snoopy hat with a passion.  He would scream, kick, cry, and just lose it when he had it on.  The only way we could get him to wear it was to cut the bottom of it, so it just sat on his head!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1rD3i97QI/AAAAAAAAAks/CdDttd2HaeM/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552211629812083970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1rD3i97QI/AAAAAAAAAks/CdDttd2HaeM/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava, Sam, and Joseph...better known as Snoopy, Lucy, and Charlie Brown.  They were adorable and this picture is after about 3 hours of treat-or-treating, and a candy overload!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1rDtdU3GI/AAAAAAAAAkk/4gKexsOHk4g/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552211627104066658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1rDtdU3GI/AAAAAAAAAkk/4gKexsOHk4g/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aww Charlie.....doesn't he look identical to the real thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1rDh-1f-I/AAAAAAAAAkc/Wn8cQEHIRi4/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552211624023392226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1rDh-1f-I/AAAAAAAAAkc/Wn8cQEHIRi4/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my favorite pictures.....I'm sure in his mind he is thinking...ok I've got the hat on, take the stinkin' picture, and let's move on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1rDWMJjdI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ylya_9B7vYg/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552211620858006994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1rDWMJjdI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ylya_9B7vYg/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A typical face of my toddler...I'm not sure when Joseph went from a baby to a toddler...but this stage is fun...attitude and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1rDZrbOZI/AAAAAAAAAkM/DN2A7l68Ua8/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552211621794494866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1rDZrbOZI/AAAAAAAAAkM/DN2A7l68Ua8/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is our attempt at our picture with Buzz and Emma the Cow.  Buzz was great, Snoopy and the Cow opted for a meltdown at this time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween was fun this year, but next year we may do an easier, regular clothes-kind of costume...or we could buy a bigger hat!  HA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-4099284331211344553?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/4099284331211344553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=4099284331211344553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/4099284331211344553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/4099284331211344553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#4099284331211344553' title='Halloween 2010'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1rD3i97QI/AAAAAAAAAks/CdDttd2HaeM/s72-c/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-5851047851277237169</id><published>2010-12-18T16:03:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T16:14:00.102-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Niven's Farm 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In early October, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wentzkys&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Scotts&lt;/span&gt; traveled to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nivens&lt;/span&gt; Farm to pick out pumpkins, and play.  It was a great day, and no crowds.   These two boys are going to grow up so close...and probably get into more than we can handle..but aren't they just adorable!?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1pUZIVwPI/AAAAAAAAAkE/YgVkDvxkPzE/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552209714681856242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1pUZIVwPI/AAAAAAAAAkE/YgVkDvxkPzE/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet Sam..he was the only one not afraid and flipping out in the tube....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1pULiaNSI/AAAAAAAAAj8/an3Wi-9XE6U/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552209711033103650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1pULiaNSI/AAAAAAAAAj8/an3Wi-9XE6U/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 Amigo's....Joseph and Ava would have stood watching &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; the cow all day if we had let them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1ouGvyjAI/AAAAAAAAAj0/7gAygQIQOoE/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552209056912018434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1ouGvyjAI/AAAAAAAAAj0/7gAygQIQOoE/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our attempt at a family picture...to bad Joseph doesn't feel the need to look at the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1otwgWOTI/AAAAAAAAAjs/wYwi-bB8WdY/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552209050941667634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1otwgWOTI/AAAAAAAAAjs/wYwi-bB8WdY/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again..at the cow!  I just love how he puts his feet up so he can see better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1oticBXlI/AAAAAAAAAjk/-TadUmx5s_Q/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552209047165427282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1oticBXlI/AAAAAAAAAjk/-TadUmx5s_Q/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my little man...sitting on a little bench!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1otVNVzmI/AAAAAAAAAjc/5wKSmZVpQlc/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552209043614191202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1otVNVzmI/AAAAAAAAAjc/5wKSmZVpQlc/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a tractor.  Joseph loves everything that has anything to do with transportation...and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; the tractor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1otNF_A4I/AAAAAAAAAjU/5-cml1An-lc/s1600/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552209041435853698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1otNF_A4I/AAAAAAAAAjU/5-cml1An-lc/s320/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-5851047851277237169?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/5851047851277237169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=5851047851277237169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5851047851277237169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5851047851277237169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html#5851047851277237169' title='Niven&apos;s Farm 2010'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TQ1pUZIVwPI/AAAAAAAAAkE/YgVkDvxkPzE/s72-c/halloween%252C%2Bthanksgiving%252C%2Band%2Bmidway%2Bchristmas%2B2010%2B044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-1800053043276372942</id><published>2010-10-11T15:53:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T16:14:00.976-10:00</updated><title type='text'>18 months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOW!  18 months.  How did we get here so fast!  I still can't believe that you are a toddler!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where did the time go? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TLPAtqqB_7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/cY8Q6Vg1LHU/s1600/joseph+18+months+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526973058490957746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TLPAtqqB_7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/cY8Q6Vg1LHU/s320/joseph+18+months+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During our 18 month "photo" shoot...you didn't want to put on clothes..you love after bath time when you can just run around in your diaper (you'd prefer going nude...but this blog is PG).  I love it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TLPAtdl4-gI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Jvt-fC_Bz5w/s1600/joseph+18+months+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526973054983928322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TLPAtdl4-gI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Jvt-fC_Bz5w/s320/joseph+18+months+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for your 18 month check up, and you did great.  You talked the entire time, and barely cried when you got all 4 of your shots.  Daddy was there to help, and the sucker was a great distraction!!&lt;br /&gt;Your measurements for your appointment were:&lt;br /&gt;Weight:  25.06 lbs (39%)&lt;br /&gt;Height: 32.75 (65%)&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said you looked wonderful, and growing nicely!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TLPAtEsuncI/AAAAAAAAAi8/jtDZa7tAEC0/s1600/joseph+18+months+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526973048301723074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TLPAtEsuncI/AAAAAAAAAi8/jtDZa7tAEC0/s320/joseph+18+months+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are so smart these days!  (and I may be a little partial) You can point to your nose, mouth, teeth (which you are showing in the picture above), eyes, ears, hair, toes, feet, and hands. You are most adorable when you point to mommy's or daddy's body parts...we can't get enough of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TLPAWu-IzzI/AAAAAAAAAi0/wSLcEtcBuHg/s1600/joseph+18+months+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526972664512040754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TLPAWu-IzzI/AAAAAAAAAi0/wSLcEtcBuHg/s320/joseph+18+months+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (eyes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You also talk constantly...I am not sure you are ever quiet unless you are eating, or sleeping.  You answer us when we ask you questions with a head nod..or a "No"...sometimes it's a good thing, sometimes not so good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TLPAVpqmkUI/AAAAAAAAAis/ba5VVn_hY3w/s1600/joseph+18+months+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526972645908058434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TLPAVpqmkUI/AAAAAAAAAis/ba5VVn_hY3w/s320/joseph+18+months+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (nose)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are still such a great sleeper.  We have our night time routine..you get in the bath, get in pj's, drink some milk, and off to bed you go.  You never make a peep, and in the mornings you will lay there quietly on most days until we come get you up...and even if you want us, you just call our names until we come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TLPAUy126KI/AAAAAAAAAik/NMH761SEqhY/s1600/joseph+18+months+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526972631191316642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TLPAUy126KI/AAAAAAAAAik/NMH761SEqhY/s320/joseph+18+months+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way to the baby sitter's in the morning, I give you the book Polar Bear, Polar Bear...and you open it up and read it all the way to work.  I love to hear you mumble, and blab in the mornings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TLPAUtME1VI/AAAAAAAAAic/VB5Cm7lHjf0/s1600/joseph+18+months+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526972629673891154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TLPAUtME1VI/AAAAAAAAAic/VB5Cm7lHjf0/s320/joseph+18+months+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You still give such sweet kisses.  Most times if we ask you will walk up, and just close your mouth and make a "mmm" sound until you get a kiss.  When you want to go to another room in the house, you call either mama or daddy and you want us to hold your hand.  You have us so trained...but we are ok with it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TLPAUMTXExI/AAAAAAAAAiU/W7Q_d62iiiw/s1600/joseph+18+months+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526972620846076690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TLPAUMTXExI/AAAAAAAAAiU/W7Q_d62iiiw/s320/joseph+18+months+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joseph, I still can't believe you are 18 months old.  You are truly the best thing that has ever happened to your Daddy and I.  You are so active and keep us on our toes...but we learn from you daily.  You are amazing...and we are so thankful to be your parents.  Love you sweet boy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-1800053043276372942?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/1800053043276372942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=1800053043276372942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/1800053043276372942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/1800053043276372942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#1800053043276372942' title='18 months!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TLPAtqqB_7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/cY8Q6Vg1LHU/s72-c/joseph+18+months+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-3781471631753668560</id><published>2010-10-07T15:38:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T15:55:51.362-10:00</updated><title type='text'>...Catching up is hard to do!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;...Could I be any worse with keeping up with the blog??  There is so much going on, and it takes a backseat...but I'm trying to do better!!    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; In August, we headed down to Pawleys Island for a week long beach trip with the Wentzkys!  We had a blast, and Joseph was loving having his two cousins to play with.  We ate so much, played, and just hung out.  Couldn't have asked for a better week!!               &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK5388jQUcI/AAAAAAAAAiM/L4Cw5YXvpUo/s1600/wentzky+beach+trip,+2010+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525485681760031170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK5388jQUcI/AAAAAAAAAiM/L4Cw5YXvpUo/s320/wentzky+beach+trip,+2010+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet Joseph...he's getting so big!  I'm not sure when he grew up so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK538xNFouI/AAAAAAAAAiE/1KOSN9xrtn4/s1600/wentzky+beach+trip,+2010+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525485678714266338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK538xNFouI/AAAAAAAAAiE/1KOSN9xrtn4/s320/wentzky+beach+trip,+2010+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Ripleys Aquarium....him and CJ would have stayed there all day I'm sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK538uVODBI/AAAAAAAAAh8/mhrSv9GoiGc/s1600/wentzky+beach+trip,+2010+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525485677943065618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK538uVODBI/AAAAAAAAAh8/mhrSv9GoiGc/s320/wentzky+beach+trip,+2010+046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutest shark butt you have ever seen!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK538IOxGVI/AAAAAAAAAh0/ZSx_8-qq3u4/s1600/wentzky+beach+trip,+2010+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525485667715455314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK538IOxGVI/AAAAAAAAAh0/ZSx_8-qq3u4/s320/wentzky+beach+trip,+2010+043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture.  The beach had maybe 30 people on it during the day..and about 5 at night!  It was glorious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK5375EOYYI/AAAAAAAAAhs/8tz-SfgcHIE/s1600/wentzky+beach+trip,+2010+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525485663644705154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK5375EOYYI/AAAAAAAAAhs/8tz-SfgcHIE/s320/wentzky+beach+trip,+2010+075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ......yes yes...it's Buzz Lightyear at his finest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK53KFWodhI/AAAAAAAAAhk/qUQbVZwEhdY/s1600/wentzky+beach+trip+2,+2010+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525484807949678098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK53KFWodhI/AAAAAAAAAhk/qUQbVZwEhdY/s320/wentzky+beach+trip+2,+2010+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet Emma Rose....and those chunky legs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK53J7PuObI/AAAAAAAAAhc/IOyrdKr-7vU/s1600/wentzky+beach+trip+2,+2010+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525484805236341170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK53J7PuObI/AAAAAAAAAhc/IOyrdKr-7vU/s320/wentzky+beach+trip+2,+2010+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Photo, 2010...too bad Joseph wasn't interested!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK53Jm3kYkI/AAAAAAAAAhU/MRiJJu2PFRA/s1600/wentzky+beach+trip+2,+2010+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525484799766323778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK53Jm3kYkI/AAAAAAAAAhU/MRiJJu2PFRA/s320/wentzky+beach+trip+2,+2010+035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .....and he's still not into the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK53JWCIiwI/AAAAAAAAAhM/3wG2wDqBOLk/s1600/wentzky+beach+trip+2,+2010+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525484795247233794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK53JWCIiwI/AAAAAAAAAhM/3wG2wDqBOLk/s320/wentzky+beach+trip+2,+2010+040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doc and Ma-Ma with the grand kids!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a wonderful time...and cannot wait to do it next year!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-3781471631753668560?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/3781471631753668560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=3781471631753668560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/3781471631753668560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/3781471631753668560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#3781471631753668560' title='...Catching up is hard to do!!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TK5388jQUcI/AAAAAAAAAiM/L4Cw5YXvpUo/s72-c/wentzky+beach+trip,+2010+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-5590289002161423071</id><published>2010-09-22T14:52:00.005-10:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T15:12:35.154-10:00</updated><title type='text'>C.L.E.M.S.O.N</title><content type='html'>In early August we ventured down to Clemson for Fan Appreciation Day 2010. It was SO HOT, but we made memories and hopefully this will be something that we continue to do year after year. I hope and pray that Joseph will be a Tiger, but I will tolerate whatever he chooses to do with college and which team to support. (but I don't think I can ever really cheer for a gamecock!)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TJqmMU1csbI/AAAAAAAAAhE/gCo3uYvvCcc/s1600/clemson+fan+day+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519907023977492914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TJqmMU1csbI/AAAAAAAAAhE/gCo3uYvvCcc/s320/clemson+fan+day+2010+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In his car seat, on the way! At this point we were happy...because we were in the air conditioning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TJqmL5TDcCI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ziiDpqZ-uBo/s1600/clemson+fan+day+2010+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519907016585474082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TJqmL5TDcCI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ziiDpqZ-uBo/s320/clemson+fan+day+2010+016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweetest picture. We went with Erica, Ava, Sam, Grandma, and Grandpa! Here is Sam and Joseph overlooking Death Valley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TJqmLQ5RhVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/dzhvxwgj7xU/s1600/clemson+fan+day+2010+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519907005739926866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TJqmLQ5RhVI/AAAAAAAAAg0/dzhvxwgj7xU/s320/clemson+fan+day+2010+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joseph was not a fan of standing in line...so poor Joe walked...and walked...and walked Joseph all around the West End Zone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TJqmKztZ_aI/AAAAAAAAAgs/-JV4w66iFKo/s1600/clemson+fan+day+2010+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519906997905522082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TJqmKztZ_aI/AAAAAAAAAgs/-JV4w66iFKo/s320/clemson+fan+day+2010+042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joseph with Coach &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dabo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Swinney&lt;/span&gt;!! I really hate it that I didn't fix the lighting on the camera before the picture...so I'll need to work on that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TJqmKVwNE8I/AAAAAAAAAgk/HTAbMf6394k/s1600/clemson+fan+day+2010+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519906989864195010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TJqmKVwNE8I/AAAAAAAAAgk/HTAbMf6394k/s320/clemson+fan+day+2010+050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joseph and his sweet jersey...(that we wear every Saturday to support the Tigers)! You can see just how hot he was...just look at the sweaty hairline. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, it was a fun day! I always love Clemson, and could seriously go back every weekend and never get tired of it!! GO TIGERS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-5590289002161423071?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/5590289002161423071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=5590289002161423071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5590289002161423071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5590289002161423071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#5590289002161423071' title='C.L.E.M.S.O.N'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TJqmMU1csbI/AAAAAAAAAhE/gCo3uYvvCcc/s72-c/clemson+fan+day+2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-5421160174422187815</id><published>2010-08-30T16:01:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T16:11:44.934-10:00</updated><title type='text'>....so behind!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am so behind on the blogging.  I used to think I had a busy life, but nothing compares to life with a going-all-the time, never stopping, constantly talking, climbing everything, eating everything, constantly jabbering/talking toddler.  He completely wears me out...but I wouldn't trade it for the world.  We have been to the beach, and to Clemson in the last week, and had a bundle of fun.  I hope to catch up on the posts by this weekend...but until then, maybe just the cutest picture you've ever seen....                                                                                                                                          &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/THxjjrPsrSI/AAAAAAAAAgc/nmS8IE8q08U/s1600/clemson+fan+day+2010+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511389508549782818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/THxjjrPsrSI/AAAAAAAAAgc/nmS8IE8q08U/s400/clemson+fan+day+2010+036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-5421160174422187815?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/5421160174422187815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=5421160174422187815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5421160174422187815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5421160174422187815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#5421160174422187815' title='....so behind!!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/THxjjrPsrSI/AAAAAAAAAgc/nmS8IE8q08U/s72-c/clemson+fan+day+2010+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-6457071291742766553</id><published>2010-06-30T16:02:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T16:18:34.919-10:00</updated><title type='text'>15 months!</title><content type='html'>Joseph,  &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                            You are 15 months old...yes I'm a little behind but I'm sure you won't notice!!  You have grown so much in the past 3 months.  You walk everywhere now, and are a very strong willed child!  Your favorite thing to do right now is throw things.  You always throw with your left hand, so our plan is for you to be a left handed pitcher..HA!  You throw balls, food, toys, sippy cups, etc.  You adore your dad and mock him in everything he does.  You follow us around all the time, and are so interested in everything we do.   You also are obsessed with shoes!  There is rarely a moment that you walk around without shoes...and your favorites are crocs right now!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TCv3tg3SdrI/AAAAAAAAAgM/dqhTRO6jvug/s1600/15+months,+and+beach+again!+197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488752932169086642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TCv3tg3SdrI/AAAAAAAAAgM/dqhTRO6jvug/s400/15+months,+and+beach+again!+197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You jabber constantly and the words we can understand are "mama", "daddy", "aba" (ava), "ball", "uh-oh", and "hey"...and you sometimes get out "elmo".  You have the sweetest belly laugh, and I could listen to it forever and never get tired of it.  You love the vacuum and try to help all the time.  You love bath time, and we cannot keep you out of the pool.  You stay with your aunt Erica during this summer, and you are pretty fond of her (and I think she has a soft spot for you also). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for your 15 month well baby check up today and you did ok...&lt;br /&gt;                       Weight: 23lbs, 10 ounces  (34%)&lt;br /&gt;                       Height:  32.5 inches (80%)&lt;br /&gt;...so you are still my long and lean baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was time to give the shots (2), they brought in 3 nurses, two to give the shots, and one to blow bubbles.  They also gave me a sucker to occupy you, but as soon as the needles went in, you went ballistic!  You cried, and laid on the floor as I was trying to pay!  Oh, the joys of toddler-hood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are becoming so independent.  The picture below is of your new chair.  Your sweet sweet Aunt Erica bought you this and it came in the mail today...and you have not gotten off of it.  The bad part is you stand up....and I have a hard time not laughing when trying to tell you to sit.  I point my finger at the bottom of the seat, and ask you to get on your bottom.  You stand up, and point your fingers at me, and jabber a lot of words.  Oh my...what are we in for?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TCv3tPJwx-I/AAAAAAAAAgE/zDdWUUJhMqs/s1600/15+months,+and+beach+again!+198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488752927414732770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TCv3tPJwx-I/AAAAAAAAAgE/zDdWUUJhMqs/s400/15+months,+and+beach+again!+198.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph, you are one amazing little boy!  You keep us on our toes, and laughing daily.  I'm not sure what we did to deserve you, but I'm so thankful we did it!  We love you to the moon and back!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"dada" &amp;amp; "mama"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-6457071291742766553?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/6457071291742766553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=6457071291742766553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/6457071291742766553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/6457071291742766553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_06_01_archive.html#6457071291742766553' title='15 months!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TCv3tg3SdrI/AAAAAAAAAgM/dqhTRO6jvug/s72-c/15+months,+and+beach+again!+197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-4348169236036458274</id><published>2010-06-29T15:11:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T15:38:57.341-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach 2010</title><content type='html'>I have so much catching up to do!!  We went to the beach in early June, and had a blast.  Little man hated the beach the first few days and would hold his feet up off of the sand.  It was hilarious...but at least by Friday he could have been a beach baby, and loved every &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;secound&lt;/span&gt; of it!!   He wore his Clemson hat the entire time at the beach...and I love it!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TCqbJooEhPI/AAAAAAAAAf8/E8O72Ap2jd8/s1600/DSCN2700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488369685730985202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TCqbJooEhPI/AAAAAAAAAf8/E8O72Ap2jd8/s320/DSCN2700.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is our attempt at a family beach picture...as you can tell, it didn't go as planned!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TCqbJcHMp4I/AAAAAAAAAf0/U3SOInv-n7c/s1600/DSCN2786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488369682371880834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TCqbJcHMp4I/AAAAAAAAAf0/U3SOInv-n7c/s320/DSCN2786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is little man and Sam.  They are the most adorable friends ever.  If it's only been a couple of hours since they've seen each other, they will smile and laugh at each other.  I hope that they always are like that with each other....and remain best friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TCqbI-PIK1I/AAAAAAAAAfs/2XMVcrT6OsI/s1600/DSCN2716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488369674352077650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TCqbI-PIK1I/AAAAAAAAAfs/2XMVcrT6OsI/s320/DSCN2716.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While we were there we celebrated Papa and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Grannys&lt;/span&gt; 54&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; wedding anniversary.  I hope one day we can be as lucky as they are and spend our vacations with our children, grandchildren,and great grandchildren. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TCqbItsjz_I/AAAAAAAAAfk/SlgM8mYdEYA/s1600/DSCN2724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488369669912121330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TCqbItsjz_I/AAAAAAAAAfk/SlgM8mYdEYA/s320/DSCN2724.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and how could I not put this adorable picture up here.  Little man walks everywhere now, and is into everything.  He keeps us busy...bless it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TCqbIEON7FI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Ko3_4oGAGcU/s1600/DSCN2793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488369658779003986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TCqbIEON7FI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Ko3_4oGAGcU/s320/DSCN2793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Until Next Time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-4348169236036458274?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/4348169236036458274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=4348169236036458274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/4348169236036458274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/4348169236036458274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_06_01_archive.html#4348169236036458274' title='Beach 2010'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TCqbJooEhPI/AAAAAAAAAf8/E8O72Ap2jd8/s72-c/DSCN2700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-5382236241110534031</id><published>2010-05-31T16:00:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T16:12:19.337-10:00</updated><title type='text'>still on the bottle?</title><content type='html'>Yes..I can admit it.  Little man still has his bottle!!  He dropped all other bottles like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nobody's&lt;/span&gt; business when he turned one...but the bedtime bottle is still around.  It's so hard because we have a schedule...I put him in the bath, and bathe him...his daddy gets him out, we both dress him and play for a minute...then Joe sits in the glider and little man walks over, gets in his lap, takes a bottle, and lays down without a hitch!!  I am just not willing to give up the bottle yet, for fear of our schedule is going to be wrecked!!  (and yes, I realize i said "I" in the last sentence.)    However the other night, Joe and I just put little man in the glider, and next thing we knew, he was already working on his nighttime routine...Bless It!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TARqqiDf_NI/AAAAAAAAAe8/20hyYSd1PbY/s1600/May+2010+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477620325717900498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TARqqiDf_NI/AAAAAAAAAe8/20hyYSd1PbY/s320/May+2010+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This child is just like his Dad, and Grandpa...he's obsessed with gadgets!  Doesn't matter if it's remote, flashlights, phone, camera, or calculator...he loves it!  It's so cute, because he gets so serious when looking at things. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TARqp3jmuiI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Jq0IdIQn23k/s1600/May+2010+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477620314309835298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TARqp3jmuiI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Jq0IdIQn23k/s320/May+2010+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bath time&lt;/span&gt;, little man does play a bit.  The other night he crawled out of his room and into the den.  I walked in there a few minutes later...and he's on his car...NAKED!  I swear this child would stay naked all the time if I let him.  Might be cute now...but could be a problem later on!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TARqphPip4I/AAAAAAAAAes/1iUWrkZfJbA/s1600/May+2010+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477620308320102274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TARqphPip4I/AAAAAAAAAes/1iUWrkZfJbA/s320/May+2010+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Until Next Time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-5382236241110534031?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/5382236241110534031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=5382236241110534031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5382236241110534031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5382236241110534031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#5382236241110534031' title='still on the bottle?'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/TARqqiDf_NI/AAAAAAAAAe8/20hyYSd1PbY/s72-c/May+2010+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-6853552213505680873</id><published>2010-05-13T15:01:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T15:14:45.133-10:00</updated><title type='text'>...zoo &amp; WALKING!!</title><content type='html'>These past few weeks have been crazy busy!!  We've had something to do every weekend, had a severe ear infection, had an allergic reaction to meds, and taken 3 antibiotics...whew!!  The docs say little man is now allergic to penicillin..so we go back Monday for an ear check, and hopefully there will be no fluid and no infection!     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weekends ago we went to Riverbanks Zoo in Columbia.  We had so much fun and hopefully little man did too.  The animals were so pretty, and there were so many....but little man fell asleep before we got to the farm animals, and that's what we were so excited to show him, maybe next time!!                                                                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S-yhsExkB3I/AAAAAAAAAek/cXzioGDIRwc/s1600/may+13,+2010+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470925425916249970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S-yhsExkB3I/AAAAAAAAAek/cXzioGDIRwc/s320/may+13,+2010+018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have a new love for giraffes....they are so pretty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S-yhrnjyZAI/AAAAAAAAAec/IHJd7Vzf3t4/s1600/may+13,+2010+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470925418073842690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S-yhrnjyZAI/AAAAAAAAAec/IHJd7Vzf3t4/s320/may+13,+2010+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little man enjoyed the aquariums....probably because he could get so close, or that it was air conditioned!!  He also pointed at all the animals.. I can't wait until he gets older and we can go back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S-yhrRAVVLI/AAAAAAAAAeU/WZil8h79Wi8/s1600/may+13,+2010+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470925412019557554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S-yhrRAVVLI/AAAAAAAAAeU/WZil8h79Wi8/s320/may+13,+2010+035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you love these pics?!?!  One of my favorite things to do is wake him up in the mornings.  He is not a morning person at all, and it takes a while for him to actually get up..but he's so adorable when he's trying to wake up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S-yhq1g3ogI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aOhiCXn7dLk/s1600/may+13,+2010+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470925404639830530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S-yhq1g3ogI/AAAAAAAAAeM/aOhiCXn7dLk/s320/may+13,+2010+038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice shot of him picking the nose....he's found his nose holes and ear holes, and he sticks his fingers in them often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S-yhqimycUI/AAAAAAAAAeE/pdVMBdAfdUU/s1600/may+13,+2010+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470925399564382530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S-yhqimycUI/AAAAAAAAAeE/pdVMBdAfdUU/s320/may+13,+2010+042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what we see alot of mornings, if he wakes up on his own...he's always peeking over the rails!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND THE OTHER BIG NEWS....LITTLE MAN WALKED TODAY!!  He has taken a lot of one and two steps but always falls.  So tonight Joe and I would sit across from each other and he took 6 steps all on his own without falling...I'm pretty sure life is about to get a lot more interesting.  Lately he also shakes his head "no" and "yes".... and can say Mama and Dada to us, instead of just babbling it!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He makes life so much better, and I cannot wait to see what the next few weeks hold...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until Next Time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-6853552213505680873?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/6853552213505680873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=6853552213505680873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/6853552213505680873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/6853552213505680873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#6853552213505680873' title='...zoo &amp; WALKING!!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S-yhsExkB3I/AAAAAAAAAek/cXzioGDIRwc/s72-c/may+13,+2010+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-5368055751705685011</id><published>2010-04-21T15:32:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T15:41:43.922-10:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Check-Up!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I took little man to his one year check up! He is growing so fast and I cannot believe he's been with us for over a year! His stats were:&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 23 lbs (50%)&lt;br /&gt;Height: 32 inches (90%)&lt;br /&gt;He's still my long and lean little man!! He's into everything now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he loves the remote and a calculator&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he loves his di-di (blanket)..it's so cute, b/c when he's tired he'll lay on it and suck his thumb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he will stand up by himself from the sitting position but just cannot get his feet to move!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he loves to read books...there is not a day that we don't read at least 5 books&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he loves to be outside, and ride in his wagon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he loves to sit in his daddy's recliner by himself...and rock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he loves to do this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S8-owbHigMI/AAAAAAAAAd8/RcA8L4FywDY/s1600/easter+2010+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462770422890266818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S8-owbHigMI/AAAAAAAAAd8/RcA8L4FywDY/s400/easter+2010+060.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...gotta love it!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Until Next Time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-5368055751705685011?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/5368055751705685011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=5368055751705685011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5368055751705685011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5368055751705685011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#5368055751705685011' title='One Year Check-Up!!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S8-owbHigMI/AAAAAAAAAd8/RcA8L4FywDY/s72-c/easter+2010+060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-2218273141233634452</id><published>2010-03-28T15:45:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T16:07:47.388-10:00</updated><title type='text'>1 year!</title><content type='html'>Dear Joseph,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we celebrated your first birthday party!  I can hardly believe it's been a year since you came into our world at 6 lbs, 10oz.  Over this past year you have brought more joy and laughter into our lives than we every thought possible.  You are such a funny little guy with a belly laugh that will melt a heart.  Before you came into our world, our house was clutter-free, no toys, and no bottles.  Now I feel like my house is a mini babies r' us.  My entertainment center that used to hold dvds, and picture frames now holds toys, and baby books.  My nice bathtub used to be where I could relax, and now it's filled with bath toys.  And my counter tops and cabinets that were organized, and clear...are now are stuffed with sippy cups, and the counters hold a bottle drying rack.  Even after all these changes, I would not have it any other way.  Walking in now and seeing toys, bottles, and clutter makes me smile..because it's all for you.  You have changed us for the better, and we love more and laugh more because you are here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was also a learning experience.  I never knew how to care for someone more than myself until you came.  I never loved until it hurt, until I held you for the first time.  I never knew I could survive on such little sleep until you.  And I never knew I could eat in record time until you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph, you have made me into a better person.  I will forever be grateful that God chose me to be your mom.  I can't wait to see the man you become and the person you choose to be.  Your laughter is contagious and you are into everything right now.  You crawl so fast, and could walk..if you'd only try...but you just wobble for a bit, then fall and crawl away.  You are on such a good schedule and sleep all night! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew having a baby would be so fun, and completely life changing.  Not to say it hasn't been tough..but your smile makes it all worth it!  I love you more than you'll ever know..but God loves you more than I ever will!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses to you sweet boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S7AH9T_9GuI/AAAAAAAAAd0/2_UPxbG7kJg/s1600/JOSEPH%27S+1ST+BIRTHDAY+PARTY!+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453867898667604706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S7AH9T_9GuI/AAAAAAAAAd0/2_UPxbG7kJg/s320/JOSEPH%27S+1ST+BIRTHDAY+PARTY!+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S7AH9GV2IWI/AAAAAAAAAds/Da1HUU-sAVA/s1600/JOSEPH%27S+1ST+BIRTHDAY+PARTY!+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453867895001325922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S7AH9GV2IWI/AAAAAAAAAds/Da1HUU-sAVA/s320/JOSEPH%27S+1ST+BIRTHDAY+PARTY!+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S7AH8174vlI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Zl_IXDL3T8g/s1600/JOSEPH%27S+1ST+BIRTHDAY+PARTY!+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453867890597477970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S7AH8174vlI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Zl_IXDL3T8g/s320/JOSEPH%27S+1ST+BIRTHDAY+PARTY!+020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S7AH8VjUw2I/AAAAAAAAAdc/D8fUqzvlaEY/s1600/JOSEPH%27S+1ST+BIRTHDAY+PARTY!+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453867881904522082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S7AH8VjUw2I/AAAAAAAAAdc/D8fUqzvlaEY/s320/JOSEPH%27S+1ST+BIRTHDAY+PARTY!+029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S7AH8PVdZoI/AAAAAAAAAdU/DTxiASRA-4M/s1600/JOSEPH%27S+1ST+BIRTHDAY+PARTY!+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453866916914094226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S7AHEKrrYJI/AAAAAAAAAdE/megN7JdYXZ4/s320/JOSEPH%27S+1ST+BIRTHDAY+PARTY!+081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S7AHDxLhBxI/AAAAAAAAAc8/crEteVrj2Fo/s1600/JOSEPH%27S+1ST+BIRTHDAY+PARTY!+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453866910068311826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S7AHDxLhBxI/AAAAAAAAAc8/crEteVrj2Fo/s320/JOSEPH%27S+1ST+BIRTHDAY+PARTY!+093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S7AHDpbclGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/i2F32y9AOOU/s1600/JOSEPH%27S+1ST+BIRTHDAY+PARTY!+106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453866907987645538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S7AHDpbclGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/i2F32y9AOOU/s320/JOSEPH%27S+1ST+BIRTHDAY+PARTY!+106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S7AHDFdHKfI/AAAAAAAAAcs/_kLV_3yDMJg/s1600/JOSEPH%27S+1ST+BIRTHDAY+PARTY!+125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453866898330954226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S7AHDFdHKfI/AAAAAAAAAcs/_kLV_3yDMJg/s320/JOSEPH%27S+1ST+BIRTHDAY+PARTY!+125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-2218273141233634452?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/2218273141233634452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=2218273141233634452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/2218273141233634452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/2218273141233634452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#2218273141233634452' title='1 year!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S7AH9T_9GuI/AAAAAAAAAd0/2_UPxbG7kJg/s72-c/JOSEPH%27S+1ST+BIRTHDAY+PARTY!+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-1956782055115647372</id><published>2010-03-22T15:01:00.005-10:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T15:33:05.210-10:00</updated><title type='text'>...one year ago!!</title><content type='html'>Wow!!  All day long today I have laughed and thought so much about what I was doing one year ago on this very day!  The day started off like any other.  Joe and got up and went to church.  Of course I went to the bathroom alot, and noticed something was different.  But I was 39 weeks pregnant, everything at that point was different.  After church we went to eat at Red Lobster with Grandma and Grandpa!!  It was so good, but of course I went to the bathroom and noticed something was maybe different, but I still felt fine, so oh well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all went to K-mart after lunch, b/c it was double coupons...and we couldn't miss that.  We shopped for a while, and the next time I went to the bathroom...alot was different.  I actually should have went home to change my clothes (if you get the picture), but we had lots to do, so we continued on.  Joe and my mom both asked me if I thought my water had broke...but I was feeling great, so I knew there was no way I was actually in labor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished up at K-mart, and my mom and I decided to go to Bloom...so the boys went home, and we continued on doing our errands.  We shopped at Bloom for a while, the whole time discussing if it was my water had broke, or not.  But I felt great, and had no pains so I knew it wasn't labor.  I knew that I didn't want to go to the hospital and be sent back home...so I let them all know, if I wasn't hurting, I wasn't going to the hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night Joe and I had a relaxing night, and I slept like a baby!!  It was probably one of the best nights of sleep I ever had.  The next morning we got up, and Joe asked if he should stay home.  I told him to go ahead, that I'd call the doctor, and get checked before I went to work. I packed my car, knowing there was no way it was time. I even text my boss and told her I'd be in later....Oh my...how crazy was I????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S6gT_hoi-ZI/AAAAAAAAAck/MFC-Cn9PKkE/s1600-h/emily%27s+baby+shower+2-21,+2-22+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451629331013106066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S6gT_hoi-ZI/AAAAAAAAAck/MFC-Cn9PKkE/s400/emily%27s+baby+shower+2-21,+2-22+054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I arrived at the doctor, and got checked she acted shocked that I wasn't hurting.  She asked me how long that had been going on...so I told her...and she gasp!!  I was told to immediately go to the hospital, and that my water had broke the day before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the hospital I went, with my purse and camera in hand!  I called Joe and my mom and they both got there as fast as they could.  I laugh now, b/c I know I must have looked crazy.  I walk in, looking no older than 20, alone, with just a camera and purse! Two older nurses stayed with me, and they acted as if they felt sorry for me.  We think they probably thought I was all alone, with no one to come and celebrate with me!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say that I probably had the best labor ever.  I had to get a couple of rounds of antibiotics because my water had broke almost 24 hours earlier so I was at a higher risk for infection.  Around 1:00 I went to the bathroom..and WOW...felt that contraction.  I had an epidural at around 2:00 and everything after that was great.  We laughed, visited, and had a good time.  At 4:00 I could feel pressure and sure enough I was 10 cm, and ready to push! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words can explain the emotions that were involved in the next two hours.  Every emotion possible hits you.  You are terrified, excited, happy, and nervous.  I started pushing around 4:30 with every contraction.  It never became unbearable, probably just more annoying that anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6:29pm I welcomed the most precious, adorable, and most PERFECT son into the world.  It was amazing!!  I never knew my heart could live outside my body...and in that moment it did, and still does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe tomorrow Joseph will be one year old.  And to think....one year ago today, I didn't even realize it was time for him to join us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S6gTxqzhTHI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ChU_o7kB2Ts/s1600-h/emily%27s+baby+shower+2-21,+2-22+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S6gTbiA_W4I/AAAAAAAAAcU/zKZMXtCTID4/s1600-h/emily%27s+baby+shower+2-21,+2-22+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-1956782055115647372?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/1956782055115647372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=1956782055115647372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/1956782055115647372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/1956782055115647372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#1956782055115647372' title='...one year ago!!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S6gT_hoi-ZI/AAAAAAAAAck/MFC-Cn9PKkE/s72-c/emily%27s+baby+shower+2-21,+2-22+054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-2227703743062997156</id><published>2010-03-17T15:27:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T15:39:40.650-10:00</updated><title type='text'>...one sweet kidney!!</title><content type='html'>...yesterday was a GREAT day. It was a day I dreaded, didn't want to happen, and tried to avoid! But it turned out better than we thought. We took little man to the kidney doctor to get the results from the latest ultrasound. I always worry, and get myself all nerved up before these appointments. The doctor came in with a smile...which made us all feel better. She said that little mans kidney has shrunk 2 cm over the last 6 months and that is what we want it to do!!!! She also said that it was hardly detectable on the ultrasound. SOOO...with all that said, we do not have to go back to the doctor for another ultrasound until NEXT YEAR!! At that time, if everything is going right (which we have no reason to believe it wouldn't), then we will be released!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly explain how excited, relieved, thankful, and blessed I felt at that moment. We really just assumed that we'd be going to the kidney doctor until he was about 6/7. So to hear that he will be released at 2 years old, is just amazing. The doctor said that his left kidney was growing perfectly and functioning like it's supposed to. OH MY...how I love, love, love that ONE SWEET KIDNEY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S6GB4s04npI/AAAAAAAAAcM/nVFxJS__xts/s1600-h/feb.+2010+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449779835200642706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S6GB4s04npI/AAAAAAAAAcM/nVFxJS__xts/s320/feb.+2010+036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-2227703743062997156?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/2227703743062997156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=2227703743062997156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/2227703743062997156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/2227703743062997156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#2227703743062997156' title='...one sweet kidney!!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S6GB4s04npI/AAAAAAAAAcM/nVFxJS__xts/s72-c/feb.+2010+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-411015146834607282</id><published>2010-03-06T16:42:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T16:50:45.024-10:00</updated><title type='text'>.....eye surgery and haircut!</title><content type='html'>This week has been eventful to say the least! On Thursday March 4 little man had a lacricath done to try and open up the clogged tear duct for the 2nd time! But I'm happy to say I have not had to wipe gook from his eye since the surgery! Praise the Lord! Below are pictures of our long day!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S5MULOSm7NI/AAAAAAAAAcE/cjiNT1UlzKM/s1600-h/eye+surgery,+sam+dedication,+first+haircut+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445718557468323026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S5MULOSm7NI/AAAAAAAAAcE/cjiNT1UlzKM/s320/eye+surgery,+sam+dedication,+first+haircut+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the waiting room at 6:30 am. We are not morning people around our house, but he was so good and never acted annoyed that he had not had anything to eat. And don't you love the bedhead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S5MUK-IymaI/AAAAAAAAAb8/1Si8QKf_Bm4/s1600-h/eye+surgery,+sam+dedication,+first+haircut+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445718553132177826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S5MUK-IymaI/AAAAAAAAAb8/1Si8QKf_Bm4/s320/eye+surgery,+sam+dedication,+first+haircut+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In pre-op waiting, AGAIN. He had just been weighed and came in at a grand total of 24 pounds..holy hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S5MUKl5jLlI/AAAAAAAAAb0/xbdpgAdMqKo/s1600-h/eye+surgery,+sam+dedication,+first+haircut+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445718546625801810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S5MUKl5jLlI/AAAAAAAAAb0/xbdpgAdMqKo/s320/eye+surgery,+sam+dedication,+first+haircut+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture was taken in recovery. He was so mad when we got back there and he was just pitiful to look at! His eye was bleeding, and he had been stuck 4 times to get an iv in. The iv was in his right had, so I had my arm over that side so he wouldn't jerk it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S5MTXAHOefI/AAAAAAAAAbs/mfcgd04lzOQ/s1600-h/eye+surgery,+sam+dedication,+first+haircut+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445717660309289458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S5MTXAHOefI/AAAAAAAAAbs/mfcgd04lzOQ/s320/eye+surgery,+sam+dedication,+first+haircut+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up of his pitiful swollen face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S5MTWndXQCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/GCBU-f43DvA/s1600-h/eye+surgery,+sam+dedication,+first+haircut+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445717653691252770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S5MTWndXQCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/GCBU-f43DvA/s320/eye+surgery,+sam+dedication,+first+haircut+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; However, 45 minutes later he was happy and eating. Grandma, Little man, and I went to Cracker Barrel and had breakfast. And  aunt Erica came and met us. He seriously eats everything in front of his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S5MTWSCmiyI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ltVByXdH--g/s1600-h/eye+surgery,+sam+dedication,+first+haircut+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445717647941864226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S5MTWSCmiyI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ltVByXdH--g/s320/eye+surgery,+sam+dedication,+first+haircut+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the car home, he had a full belly, blanket, and thumb, and he was ready to sleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we went home and both took a nap, Joseph went and got his FIRST haircut. It was well overdue since a mullet was starting to grow. He did so good, and his haircut is adorable. He looks like such a little child now, and no longer a baby. Oh, where did the time go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S5MTWCWSg7I/AAAAAAAAAbU/GzanREgVfxM/s1600-h/eye+surgery,+sam+dedication,+first+haircut+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445717643729470386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S5MTWCWSg7I/AAAAAAAAAbU/GzanREgVfxM/s320/eye+surgery,+sam+dedication,+first+haircut+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S5MTVXJGOFI/AAAAAAAAAbM/WRpDeZhDWog/s1600-h/eye+surgery,+sam+dedication,+first+haircut+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445717632131414098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S5MTVXJGOFI/AAAAAAAAAbM/WRpDeZhDWog/s320/eye+surgery,+sam+dedication,+first+haircut+020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so sweet...now we have NO GOOKY eye, and planning a first birthday party...wa-hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until Next Time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-411015146834607282?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/411015146834607282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=411015146834607282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/411015146834607282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/411015146834607282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#411015146834607282' title='.....eye surgery and haircut!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S5MULOSm7NI/AAAAAAAAAcE/cjiNT1UlzKM/s72-c/eye+surgery,+sam+dedication,+first+haircut+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-5160303424605929617</id><published>2010-02-23T16:12:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T16:22:19.466-10:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S4SLa1Mu6wI/AAAAAAAAAbE/DEPdzVZ4y7c/s1600-h/feb.+2010+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441627542843747074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S4SLa1Mu6wI/AAAAAAAAAbE/DEPdzVZ4y7c/s400/feb.+2010+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow!  11 Months old...geez!  My sweet baby is almost one, and so much fun!  He is starting to show so  much more of his personality lately, and it just makes us laugh.  He is standing more on his own, and will take steps now with only holding one hand.  He has two new teeth coming in, which will bring the grand total up to 6 teeth total...and believe me, when you brush his teeth, you will feel everyone of them.   He also can crawl faster than we can keep up with, and still loves bath time.  He absolutely loves water, and when we put him in the bath he sticks his whole face into the water, and comes up laughing!!  He also tries to drink the water coming out of the faucet.  He is, and will definitely be a handful!    He loves to eat, and can down a sippy cup in a matter of minutes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also babbles all the time.  He says "dadadada", "nononono", and "mamamama".  He also says bye, bye while waving his hand.  Bye bye is probably the most clearest one, and the rest are just constantly repetitive.  HA!  But we love it nonetheless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He constantly reminds us of how blessed we are, and we adore every minute with him.  I can't believe my next post will be at a year old!  How time flies....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(by the way, that's water on his pants, and NO he didn't have an accident)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-5160303424605929617?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/5160303424605929617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=5160303424605929617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5160303424605929617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5160303424605929617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#5160303424605929617' title='11 Months!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S4SLa1Mu6wI/AAAAAAAAAbE/DEPdzVZ4y7c/s72-c/feb.+2010+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-7372857191815804536</id><published>2010-02-18T17:16:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T17:33:17.681-10:00</updated><title type='text'>...oh where...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;...oh where, did my little man go?                                                                                                                                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S34FfJqnQ8I/AAAAAAAAAa8/RvfZK8ALtfY/s1600-h/Baby+Joseph,+March+23-March+25,+2009+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439791432638874562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S34FfJqnQ8I/AAAAAAAAAa8/RvfZK8ALtfY/s320/Baby+Joseph,+March+23-March+25,+2009+075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S34FerlRzPI/AAAAAAAAAa0/uYXysHjgCUw/s1600-h/CJ%27s+Party-Father%27s+day+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439791424563432690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S34FerlRzPI/AAAAAAAAAa0/uYXysHjgCUw/s320/CJ%27s+Party-Father%27s+day+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S34FedpujII/AAAAAAAAAas/_wUvvD7v2_E/s1600-h/mama%27s+birthday,+bike+on+ebay+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439791420823997570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S34FedpujII/AAAAAAAAAas/_wUvvD7v2_E/s320/mama%27s+birthday,+bike+on+ebay+101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S34FeLGUNfI/AAAAAAAAAak/qFhixaRZ4PQ/s1600-h/feb.+2010+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439791415843632626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S34FeLGUNfI/AAAAAAAAAak/qFhixaRZ4PQ/s320/feb.+2010+038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW, how times flies!  He's growing so fast.... (sniff, sniff)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S34EjtnXUKI/AAAAAAAAAac/IFGqZRAwd_A/s1600-h/feb.+2010+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-7372857191815804536?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/7372857191815804536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=7372857191815804536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/7372857191815804536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/7372857191815804536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#7372857191815804536' title='...oh where...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S34FfJqnQ8I/AAAAAAAAAa8/RvfZK8ALtfY/s72-c/Baby+Joseph,+March+23-March+25,+2009+075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-4779558945607501143</id><published>2010-02-15T16:30:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T16:58:03.861-10:00</updated><title type='text'>..double fisting!</title><content type='html'>Oh my...I have a wild man on my hands!  He has turned into a happy, loud little boy over the past few weeks.  The pictures here show him playing with sweet Sam....we just have to watch him, b/c little man loves to grab Sam's curls!!  Both boys are standing...and doing the side step!!  HA...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S3oGcaXJ5OI/AAAAAAAAAZk/uq2hVxedKSc/s1600-h/feb.+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438666585185838306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S3oGcaXJ5OI/AAAAAAAAAZk/uq2hVxedKSc/s320/feb.+2010+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is just another typical picture.  Both are wild at times...but they are two of the sweetest boys you will ever see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S3oGbiDUF7I/AAAAAAAAAZc/9udVvuxwj6E/s1600-h/feb.+2010+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438666570070235058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S3oGbiDUF7I/AAAAAAAAAZc/9udVvuxwj6E/s320/feb.+2010+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Also, at 10 months little man went to exclusively formula...which is working out great (for everyone involved)!!  He went to formula without a glitch...  We have started with a sippy cup and little man is doing great, but the funniest thing by far is when he carries it around in his mouth while playing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pictures below show him in different steps of the sippy cup (or as we called it.."double fisting)...but it's backwards and I don't know how to fix it!!  Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S3oGasPnleI/AAAAAAAAAZU/ibMZHa74TwE/s1600-h/feb.+2010+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438666555626329570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S3oGasPnleI/AAAAAAAAAZU/ibMZHa74TwE/s320/feb.+2010+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S3oGZvyhRMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w6F1JtyavMI/s1600-h/feb.+2010+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438666539398153410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S3oGZvyhRMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/w6F1JtyavMI/s320/feb.+2010+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S3oGY1aMxPI/AAAAAAAAAZE/agbx6woMBis/s1600-h/feb.+2010+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438666523726890226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S3oGY1aMxPI/AAAAAAAAAZE/agbx6woMBis/s320/feb.+2010+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until  next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S3oFI5-oQMI/AAAAAAAAAY8/L10EAP6AVVM/s1600-h/feb.+2010+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S3oFHoV5LzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/SZM7HUL6JEA/s1600-h/feb.+2010+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S3oFHCikv4I/AAAAAAAAAYc/wJygxfWShhs/s1600-h/feb.+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-4779558945607501143?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/4779558945607501143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=4779558945607501143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/4779558945607501143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/4779558945607501143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_02_01_archive.html#4779558945607501143' title='..double fisting!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S3oGcaXJ5OI/AAAAAAAAAZk/uq2hVxedKSc/s72-c/feb.+2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-8136021116857001106</id><published>2010-01-26T16:16:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T16:34:30.043-10:00</updated><title type='text'>10 months old...and a new friend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;...little man....is 10 months old.  He has been with us now longer than I was pregnant, which is baffling, seeing as I felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;preggo&lt;/span&gt; forever.  He is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; adorable and makes my life so much better than I could have ever imagined.  He now has 2 top teeth, and 2 bottom teeth!  Little man has now decided that he doesn't really prefer to sleep during the night!  He wakes up around 2 and 4 some nights, and others he just wakes up one time.  I'm hoping it just all the teething and crud....because everyone feels better with sleep!!  He is crawling like a mad-man now and pulls up on anything.  He also loves to pull himself up, and let go with one (or sometimes) both hands.  He also loves walking with daddy holding his arms.  I can see the future of him walking now...and it will be crazy!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S1-ifjdtgmI/AAAAAAAAAYU/moQt-d-rqjU/s1600-h/new+years,+january+2010+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431238338611610210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S1-ifjdtgmI/AAAAAAAAAYU/moQt-d-rqjU/s400/new+years,+january+2010+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loves playing with his sign each month, but this month I also had to pick the paper out of his mouth, because with one turn of my head...it was in the mouth!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S1-ifdh7ElI/AAAAAAAAAYM/asFhiM4gjLk/s1600-h/new+years,+january+2010+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431238337018663506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S1-ifdh7ElI/AAAAAAAAAYM/asFhiM4gjLk/s400/new+years,+january+2010+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And now to our new friend....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend little man was coughing and sneezing, but Joe and I just figured that he was having a typical day care cold!  WRONG...Sunday night we noticed him wheezing, and breathing a bit faster than usual, so Monday morning I called the doctor.  After two hours in the doctors office, we left with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nebulizer&lt;/span&gt;, a prescription for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;steroids&lt;/span&gt;, and were told to give little man breathing treatments 4 times a day.  He was wheezing and the doctor said..."Let's give him 4 treatments a day, just to keep him out of the hospital"...WOW that won't make a mama nervous at all.  But after one day of treatments we can tell such a huge difference, and he actually doesn't cry and scream the entire time of the treatment.  I know he doesn't like them, and neither do I...but anything to make him feel better...or "keep him out of the hospital!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S1-ifFxUWWI/AAAAAAAAAYE/5_abl7gUOi8/s1600-h/new+years,+january+2010+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431238330640783714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S1-ifFxUWWI/AAAAAAAAAYE/5_abl7gUOi8/s400/new+years,+january+2010+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh well...off to bed..gotta get some sleep before the sleeping munchkin wakes up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-8136021116857001106?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/8136021116857001106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=8136021116857001106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/8136021116857001106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/8136021116857001106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#8136021116857001106' title='10 months old...and a new friend!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S1-ifjdtgmI/AAAAAAAAAYU/moQt-d-rqjU/s72-c/new+years,+january+2010+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-13855381262504583</id><published>2010-01-22T16:48:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T16:54:28.614-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, my name is Joseph...</title><content type='html'>Hello, my name is Joseph....and I'm a swing-aholic!     Yes it's true, we do sometimes pull out the swing, and at times it's the only thing that gets this little man to sleep.  I am shocked that he doesn't exceed the weight limit, and it still moves...but it does, and he's SO comfortable in it!  His feet hang off the end, and he's head takes up the whole pillow...but doesn't he just look so peaceful??  Ahh...sweet baby, how I love you!!  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S1pj9Ed_3kI/AAAAAAAAAXk/IgR7IS823Qk/s1600-h/new+years,+january+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429762201571286594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S1pj9Ed_3kI/AAAAAAAAAXk/IgR7IS823Qk/s400/new+years,+january+2010+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Until next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-13855381262504583?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/13855381262504583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=13855381262504583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/13855381262504583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/13855381262504583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#13855381262504583' title='Hello, my name is Joseph...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S1pj9Ed_3kI/AAAAAAAAAXk/IgR7IS823Qk/s72-c/new+years,+january+2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-220957635394899994</id><published>2010-01-10T15:04:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T16:14:36.876-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Trashy Baby...</title><content type='html'>So the other night while cleaning, I toss this empty trash bag box towards the trashcan, and guess who found it!  He loved it, and played with it for 30 minutes.  Again I'll ask myself...why do we spend tons of money on toys?!?!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S0p8ECAOSFI/AAAAAAAAAXc/S82Gu3WUHRU/s1600-h/new+years,+january+2010+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425285109820311634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S0p8ECAOSFI/AAAAAAAAAXc/S82Gu3WUHRU/s400/new+years,+january+2010+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are trying hard now to eat dinner at the table, all at the same time, as a family!  Apparently this just wears little man out.  I promise we did wipe his mouth off right after the picture, but I wanted to get him before he moved!  HA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S0p8D8PsJsI/AAAAAAAAAXU/CcMTaxANZ2s/s1600-h/new+years,+january+2010+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425285108274570946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S0p8D8PsJsI/AAAAAAAAAXU/CcMTaxANZ2s/s400/new+years,+january+2010+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is little man's new thing.  He pulls up on anything right now!  I cannot believe he is growing up so fast...I really need to find a way to slow it down! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S0p8Drw9ocI/AAAAAAAAAXM/JDLZ8T58f_g/s1600-h/new+years,+january+2010+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425285103850725826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S0p8Drw9ocI/AAAAAAAAAXM/JDLZ8T58f_g/s400/new+years,+january+2010+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the doctor this week for his check up.  His measurements are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weight: 20 lbs, 14 ounces (50%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Height:  30 Inches long (84%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;((and just to make things funny, I am only 60 inches tall..so he is half the height of me!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S0p6TLhdpwI/AAAAAAAAAW8/h4ti8bMWhy4/s1600-h/new+years,+january+2010+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S0p6SzY0GlI/AAAAAAAAAW0/5XCIYO2D1r8/s1600-h/new+years,+january+2010+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S0p6Shf700I/AAAAAAAAAWs/f9TF5yzxYJI/s1600-h/new+years,+january+2010+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-220957635394899994?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/220957635394899994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=220957635394899994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/220957635394899994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/220957635394899994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#220957635394899994' title='Trashy Baby...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/S0p8ECAOSFI/AAAAAAAAAXc/S82Gu3WUHRU/s72-c/new+years,+january+2010+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-7264043986818254026</id><published>2009-12-31T17:43:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T17:43:33.730-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sz1vZGKkP7I/AAAAAAAAAWk/Uq7-GNlPUyo/s1600-h/2009-12-26+christmas+09..1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sz1vZGKkP7I/AAAAAAAAAWk/Uq7-GNlPUyo/s400/2009-12-26+christmas+09..1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a wonderful Christmas we had!!  I wish I could upload all the photos, but I took so many it's hard to pick just one!  I have such an amazing family that loves joe, me, and little man so much!  We got more than we ever needed, but the best part as always is just getting together, and of course the food!!  We will be playing with new toys for little man until his first birthday..HA!!    But the best present was double DVD players in our car!!  YAY!!  Little man absolutely cannot stand the car at night, and screams until he's sick...but now with a tv, driving at night is a breeze!!   I hope your Christmas was as great as ours!!  Now on to the New Year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-7264043986818254026?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/7264043986818254026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=7264043986818254026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/7264043986818254026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/7264043986818254026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#7264043986818254026' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sz1vZGKkP7I/AAAAAAAAAWk/Uq7-GNlPUyo/s72-c/2009-12-26+christmas+09..1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-260974917813782143</id><published>2009-12-27T14:55:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T15:07:01.147-10:00</updated><title type='text'>9 months!</title><content type='html'>Yay!! Little Man is 9 months old! He is so much fun, and has a sweet sweet personality. Since the last post, we've had two doctors visits (ear infection, and pink eye), and an eye probe! Boy have we been busy!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SzgCoCj44xI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ady_GGkR9D0/s1600-h/christmas+09...and+9+months+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420085038445814546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SzgCoCj44xI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ady_GGkR9D0/s400/christmas+09...and+9+months+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the last doctors visit he weighed 19.8 ounces. He is so big now, and is into everything. He crawls now with such determination it makes you laugh. And just this past week he has been pulling up to his knees. But this morning he decided to stand all the way up in his crib....whew...it won't be long before he's walking! The picture below is very typical....anything within reach of little man...is his!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SzgCnvsY-KI/AAAAAAAAAVI/yPcMEstYa8A/s1600-h/christmas+09...and+9+months+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420085033381197986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SzgCnvsY-KI/AAAAAAAAAVI/yPcMEstYa8A/s400/christmas+09...and+9+months+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laughs now at everything, and is never quiet. We still haven't mastered napping on the weekends, but thank goodness we have a happy baby who doesn't mind being on the go! Joe and I realize everyday how amazingly blessed and lucky we are. I don't think anyone can explain the love you have for you child until you realize it first hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SzgCnSmVebI/AAAAAAAAAVA/DpJW09eeQUI/s1600-h/start+of+christmas+09+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420085025571174834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SzgCnSmVebI/AAAAAAAAAVA/DpJW09eeQUI/s400/start+of+christmas+09+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little man, you will never know how much laughter and love you have brought into this family. You are an amazing little boy, and I can't wait to see what the next nine months will bring! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-260974917813782143?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/260974917813782143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=260974917813782143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/260974917813782143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/260974917813782143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#260974917813782143' title='9 months!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SzgCoCj44xI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ady_GGkR9D0/s72-c/christmas+09...and+9+months+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-8300428727706861148</id><published>2009-11-29T16:40:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T16:55:18.114-10:00</updated><title type='text'>8 months, and Thanksgiving trip!</title><content type='html'>Well little man is eight months old now.  He is so big, and this stage is so much fun!!  This past months has been full of firsts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He has 2 teeth on the bottom.  The first tooth wasn't that bad, but we've felt every ache and pain with the 2nd one.  Poor baby just could not feel good!!  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He can go from his stomach to sitting.  I love going in to his room in the morning, and he is sitting up waiting on me, and at times he is already pulling the bumper down looking :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He can CRAWL! He started about a week ago, and hasn't stopped.  He's not fast by any means, but he gets where he wants to go.  His favorite thing right now is the dvds.  No matter where he is in the den, he goes straight for them.  I think we'll be moving them a little higher now. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SxMxe4g25iI/AAAAAAAAAU4/qxsVOAlARhM/s1600/thanksgiving,+and+8+months+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409721984038135330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SxMxe4g25iI/AAAAAAAAAU4/qxsVOAlARhM/s400/thanksgiving,+and+8+months+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;During Thanksgiving we went to the beach with my side of the family.  It was fun, and a little restful but with 5 children in the house under 10, there is rarely a quiet moment.  HA!  While we were there, we got ice cream.  I told Joe not to let little man have any...but one turn of the head, and looked who Loved it!!  It was so cute, because of course he doesn't know how to eat it, so he just sucked it like a bottle!! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SxMxephQ5-I/AAAAAAAAAUw/kNO8A6FZdFA/s1600/thanksgiving,+and+8+months+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409721980013307874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SxMxephQ5-I/AAAAAAAAAUw/kNO8A6FZdFA/s400/thanksgiving,+and+8+months+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last picture sums up the two boys. Sam is laid back, and goes with the flow.  Little man is wild and constantly moving or yelling.  We went out to eat at Sara j's and Sam sat quietly and just played...while Joseph smacks the table and yells...and constantly laughs.  Oh we are going to have our hands full with this little one..but we'll love every minute of it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SxMxedjKVpI/AAAAAAAAAUo/cuTvc_QtAHM/s1600/thanksgiving,+and+8+months+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409721976800040594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SxMxedjKVpI/AAAAAAAAAUo/cuTvc_QtAHM/s400/thanksgiving,+and+8+months+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-8300428727706861148?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/8300428727706861148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=8300428727706861148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/8300428727706861148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/8300428727706861148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#8300428727706861148' title='8 months, and Thanksgiving trip!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SxMxe4g25iI/AAAAAAAAAU4/qxsVOAlARhM/s72-c/thanksgiving,+and+8+months+056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-1461677452198412252</id><published>2009-11-18T17:10:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T17:34:35.742-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving you is SO much fun!</title><content type='html'>Exciting news lately!!  On Friday, November 13 I think I was having a guilty moment because I had been away so much.. so I went and bought little man his first big boy toy!  I say big boy, because it's the first one he's got that makes noise, and sits up! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SwS4FfDc31I/AAAAAAAAAUg/-fPhiDjCDOw/s1600/begining+of+november+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405647857126268754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SwS4FfDc31I/AAAAAAAAAUg/-fPhiDjCDOw/s400/begining+of+november+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He seems to like it ok....he really would rather just eat it!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SwS4FJ4Mr7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/I-8vzdO-z0Y/s1600/begining+of+november+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405647851441926066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SwS4FJ4Mr7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/I-8vzdO-z0Y/s400/begining+of+november+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But the remote is by far his favorite toy!! He claps his hands when it comes near him, and cries when it's taken away!! Must be a man thing!!     Another exciting thing is little man has his first  TOOTH!!  YAY!!  We knew it was coming, he's drooled a gallon the past few weeks, and everything goes from his hands to his mouth.  But poor baby, we didn't notice it until it was already cut through.  Hope he didn't need tylenol!! HA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SwS4E5mvUlI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/fJuqRwMu6CQ/s1600/begining+of+november+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405647847073731154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SwS4E5mvUlI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/fJuqRwMu6CQ/s400/begining+of+november+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And lately he is loving bath time.  He never really minded it but WOW at the fun he is having now!  Little man used to sit, and barely play with toys...now I feel like I need to wear a rain jacket to bathe him.  He constantly splashes...me, him, the floor, and everything in between!! It's so much fun and I laugh the entire time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SwS4Eg0MOjI/AAAAAAAAAUI/qRhFcqeMWoE/s1600/begining+of+november+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405647840419265074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SwS4Eg0MOjI/AAAAAAAAAUI/qRhFcqeMWoE/s400/begining+of+november+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Joseph....LOVING YOU IS SO MUCH FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SwS4ES97ghI/AAAAAAAAAUA/CXCj-M4TdUc/s1600/begining+of+november+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405647836702016018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SwS4ES97ghI/AAAAAAAAAUA/CXCj-M4TdUc/s400/begining+of+november+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-1461677452198412252?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/1461677452198412252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=1461677452198412252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/1461677452198412252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/1461677452198412252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#1461677452198412252' title='Loving you is SO much fun!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SwS4FfDc31I/AAAAAAAAAUg/-fPhiDjCDOw/s72-c/begining+of+november+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-8683920278292928135</id><published>2009-11-09T16:56:00.005-10:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T17:44:37.990-10:00</updated><title type='text'>2 years ago...</title><content type='html'>Two Years ago changed my life.  I had waited so long for this day and it was finally here!!  We had dated for 5 1/2 years, and it was finally happening.  We planned, and everything was perfect.  We were married.  We were happy.  And it was perfect!!  Looking back we were so young..(haha)...and never would have imagined what the next two years would bring...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SvjfEnhpXNI/AAAAAAAAAT4/573RHz8wTlk/s1600-h/0690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402313023453486290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SvjfEnhpXNI/AAAAAAAAAT4/573RHz8wTlk/s400/0690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I walked down the aisle that day with my amazing daddy, and into the arms of my amazing husband.  He is def. everything that I ever wanted in a husband.  I always say...wow look what we've been through!!  But looking back, I would walk this same road again, as long as Joe was beside me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SvjdedPS4-I/AAAAAAAAATw/b2fxzOE_5mY/s1600-h/0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402311268345504738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SvjdedPS4-I/AAAAAAAAATw/b2fxzOE_5mY/s400/0526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had so many ups and downs in the past two years, some planned and others not so planned!!  We have cried, laughed, yelled, and hugged, but every night we go to sleep knowing whatever the world throws at us, we'll take it head on together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SvjclMk207I/AAAAAAAAATo/wlKZoLn4sxw/s1600-h/0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402310284619994034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SvjclMk207I/AAAAAAAAATo/wlKZoLn4sxw/s400/0581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about these past two years was the birth of little man. I always knew Joe would be a great daddy, but I never would have imagined he would be this good.  This day, and this view from the bed was the best ever...we were a family, and it was the best feeling!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Svjb75u1uYI/AAAAAAAAATg/Gfo8GaNgspA/s1600-h/Baby+Joseph,+March+23-March+25,+2009+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402309575186954626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Svjb75u1uYI/AAAAAAAAATg/Gfo8GaNgspA/s400/Baby+Joseph,+March+23-March+25,+2009+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy two year anniversary Joe......Can't wait for the next 22!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-8683920278292928135?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/8683920278292928135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=8683920278292928135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/8683920278292928135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/8683920278292928135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#8683920278292928135' title='2 years ago...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SvjfEnhpXNI/AAAAAAAAAT4/573RHz8wTlk/s72-c/0690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-8791630339310197161</id><published>2009-11-08T16:28:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T16:37:19.301-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween..a bit late!</title><content type='html'>Happy Late Halloween!!  Here's our little pilot who was mighty adorable if you ask me!!  He did great on Halloween but was give out and went straight to bed when we got home.  The outfit was a little hot, so we only wore it for pictures!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Svd-9JemjlI/AAAAAAAAATY/iRGB2uA3hl0/s1600-h/halloween.october09+097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401925867035594322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Svd-9JemjlI/AAAAAAAAATY/iRGB2uA3hl0/s400/halloween.october09+097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was about the best I could do for a group picture!!  Ava of course always smiles, and Joseph and Sam are obsessed with each other.  Joseph for some reason loves to look at Sam and laugh, while Sams expression never changes!!  The night was so fun with these three!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Svd-8-WMkYI/AAAAAAAAATQ/UtjKtTkhyBk/s1600-h/halloween.october09+119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401925864047546754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Svd-8-WMkYI/AAAAAAAAATQ/UtjKtTkhyBk/s400/halloween.october09+119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is he not the cutest spider ever??  We always joke that Sam get left out....it's like he's the middle child!  He is so laid back and just up for anything so I thought I would make sure he had a picture of his own on the blog.  He def. was the cutest, chunkiest spider I've ever seen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Svd-8qhVZFI/AAAAAAAAATI/bOfDotkjqW4/s1600-h/halloween.october09+106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401925858725553234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Svd-8qhVZFI/AAAAAAAAATI/bOfDotkjqW4/s400/halloween.october09+106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what we did today!!  Big Joe has been battling a head cold all week and if finally caught up with me and little man!!  We mostly hung out all weekend with my mom because she was babysitting Sam and Ava....but today we were just pooped, and both of us were sneezing and coughing!  Luckily we never ran a fever, so we hope after a day of rest, we both are ready to start the week feeling good!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Svd-8bHk1dI/AAAAAAAAATA/Vox6dDaU0J8/s1600-h/halloween.october09+131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401925854590981586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Svd-8bHk1dI/AAAAAAAAATA/Vox6dDaU0J8/s400/halloween.october09+131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-8791630339310197161?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/8791630339310197161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=8791630339310197161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/8791630339310197161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/8791630339310197161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#8791630339310197161' title='Halloween..a bit late!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Svd-9JemjlI/AAAAAAAAATY/iRGB2uA3hl0/s72-c/halloween.october09+097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-4398119414725891875</id><published>2009-10-23T17:49:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T18:01:53.973-10:00</updated><title type='text'>7 months.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SuJ5sF0xOGI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5EdbxTuA7Ls/s1600-h/joseph+7+months+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396009101927987298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SuJ5sF0xOGI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5EdbxTuA7Ls/s400/joseph+7+months+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this is how our photo shoot went today!!  Joseph was way more interested in the paper than looking at the camera!  But he is such a big seven month old...YAY!!  This past month little man is sitting up all the time, and loves it.  We put him in the floor, put toys around him and he is good for a while....&lt;br /&gt;Also this month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;he fights us every time we change his diaper.  For so long I wanted him to turn over, but now it's getting more and more difficult to put a diaper on backwards. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he smiles at everything, and his laugh is contagious!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he wears size three diapers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wears nine month clothing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;eats almost 3 meals a day, yogurt for breakfast, fruit for lunch, and if he feels like it vegetables for dinner. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he is the best baby to take out...but nosey!  He will seat in his seat and play the entire time, but constantly turns to make sure he's not missing anything...(but he gets it honest)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;weighs 18.7 pounds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;adores his dad, and looks for him when he walks out of the room.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;is not crawling yet, but just scoots around on his hands to get what he wants.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is such an amazing little guy, and every day I get to spend with him is truly a blessing.  We are so lucky to be his parents, and try every day not to take it for granted.  Also we are going next week to the eye doctor..they thinks its a clogged tear duct....and we've been dealing with it forever  ( or 7 months at least)...so I'm relived to get this over with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SuJ5r2s15CI/AAAAAAAAASw/k0_QNbHPmKc/s1600-h/joseph+7+months+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396009097868207138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SuJ5r2s15CI/AAAAAAAAASw/k0_QNbHPmKc/s400/joseph+7+months+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess since it's 12:00 I should go wash bottles and hit the hay....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-4398119414725891875?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/4398119414725891875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=4398119414725891875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/4398119414725891875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/4398119414725891875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#4398119414725891875' title='7 months.'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SuJ5sF0xOGI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5EdbxTuA7Ls/s72-c/joseph+7+months+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-4242730893250738777</id><published>2009-10-11T15:34:00.005-10:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T15:51:37.604-10:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to Joseph!</title><content type='html'>Dear Joseph,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today you were dedicated at church. Your Daddy and I stood up front and made a commitment to God and everyone that we would raise you in a Christ-centered home. I pray and hope that we don't disappoint. We are by no means perfect, and we will make mistakes...but we will always try our best. We hope to teach you to have a heart for Christ, to love others, to not judge, to be kind, respectful and a gentlemen. But most of all to seek Christ in all you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church we all went and ate, and you are so blessed and lucky. Everyone there today was there because they love you, and hope to you grow up to be a Christian man. We ate, and ate until we couldn't eat anymore, but you slept for a bit..you were definitely worn out. You let everyone hold you, laughed, smiled, and enjoyed your moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an amazing little man, and you get sweeter everyday. I am so grateful that God choose your Dad and I to raise you. We will do our best, we will love you , care for you, be there when you fail, and be your biggest cheerleader in all you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day Joseph I hope that you know &lt;strong&gt;your Daddy and I love you more than you will ever know....but God loves you more than we ever will!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/StKIobujtEI/AAAAAAAAASo/R-ZSr298N5Q/s1600-h/joseph%27s+dedication+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391521932135085122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/StKIobujtEI/AAAAAAAAASo/R-ZSr298N5Q/s400/joseph%27s+dedication+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/StKH6pUHwWI/AAAAAAAAASg/YYUtaOMcJ-I/s1600-h/joseph%27s+dedication+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-4242730893250738777?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/4242730893250738777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=4242730893250738777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/4242730893250738777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/4242730893250738777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#4242730893250738777' title='A Letter to Joseph!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/StKIobujtEI/AAAAAAAAASo/R-ZSr298N5Q/s72-c/joseph%27s+dedication+052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-3008497455775009284</id><published>2009-09-23T16:41:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T17:00:55.109-10:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months...</title><content type='html'>On a quick note before I start talking about the six month mark, I would like to say God is Good and prayers were answered.  Last week when we went to the doctor, little man's kidneys had not changed, and that means they won't do anything right now, AND we don't have to go back until March!!  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and just in case you wondered...I am at Peace!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Srrdsgps6OI/AAAAAAAAASY/cEmS_8hlZRM/s1600-h/anna+claires+birthday,+joseph+6+months+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384860061223676130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Srrdsgps6OI/AAAAAAAAASY/cEmS_8hlZRM/s320/anna+claires+birthday,+joseph+6+months+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So...this is how the "photo shoot" went for most of the time.  Little man is soo interested in things now..and loves to touch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SrrdsLKNwlI/AAAAAAAAASQ/-i6OSS3hH_0/s1600-h/anna+claires+birthday,+joseph+6+months+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384860055454466642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SrrdsLKNwlI/AAAAAAAAASQ/-i6OSS3hH_0/s320/anna+claires+birthday,+joseph+6+months+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But then we got this picture....don't you just love it!! Ahh I am so blessed that we have such a happy baby.  I've always said little man's birth was a surprise, and the best surprise ever!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think back at how much our family has changed since little man was born.   A few things I've learned from little man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A clean house is not always best...but laying on the floor cuddling and kissing on your baby is. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Priorities change, who cares what I wear, if it's in style, or where I got it from...I have a baby now..and that's the best accessory ever!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleep is no longer a priority...if you get it great... if you don't it's more time with the baby.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The way you look at life is completely different...my days are no longer filled with knowing the latest gossip, going out at the best places, etc.  But now I cannot wait until 5:00 when I can go pick up little man, and I love, love going home and hanging out with little man and big man!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I never appreciated my husband more than when i see him being a Dad, makes you fall in love all over again with him..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is nothing in this world that compares to the way you feel when you walk in a room, and your child's face lights up...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;MMMMM...couldn't you just eat him??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SrrdrjnLWJI/AAAAAAAAASI/iRdEhCtERcM/s1600-h/anna+claires+birthday,+joseph+6+months+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384860044838525074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SrrdrjnLWJI/AAAAAAAAASI/iRdEhCtERcM/s320/anna+claires+birthday,+joseph+6+months+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So...he is now sleeping a full 11 hours on most nights...and we are loving it.  He is in size 3 diapers, and 9 months clothes....he's so long.  He still likes his mommy and daddy best, but he is pretty keen on his day care worker Ms. Davelyn.  He stays on his tummy alot now, and is pushing up on his hands with his arms straight.  I am pretty sure if he could he would get on his knees...they are so red at the end of the day.  No teeth yet, but boy do we drool, and chew on everything...especially mom's fingers!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SrrdrJ5N91I/AAAAAAAAASA/hT88tCZ8DL4/s1600-h/anna+claires+birthday,+joseph+6+months+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384860037934872402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SrrdrJ5N91I/AAAAAAAAASA/hT88tCZ8DL4/s320/anna+claires+birthday,+joseph+6+months+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-3008497455775009284?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/3008497455775009284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=3008497455775009284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/3008497455775009284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/3008497455775009284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#3008497455775009284' title='6 Months...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Srrdsgps6OI/AAAAAAAAASY/cEmS_8hlZRM/s72-c/anna+claires+birthday,+joseph+6+months+073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-1816530009542998165</id><published>2009-09-16T15:45:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:08:19.502-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace.</title><content type='html'>So much has been going on lately, I've hardly had time to sit still, much less blog.  Little man has now moved into his big bed...and it was def. harder for me than him.  We just decided it was time, or you could say it needed to be time since he no longer could stretch out or turn over in his mini me.  We thought he wouldn't do good, but after two nights of getting up at 3 and 4 he has slept all night every night since then.  We are so blessed with such a good baby.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SrGVSX7CfoI/AAAAAAAAAR4/faM7mAyErF8/s1600-h/joseph+in+his+big+bed.+and+family+reunion+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382247172576280194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SrGVSX7CfoI/AAAAAAAAAR4/faM7mAyErF8/s320/joseph+in+his+big+bed.+and+family+reunion+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Unfortunately little man came down with Bronchiolitis this past weekend and an ear infection.  I know he felt terrible but little man just kept smiling.  We figured his cough was just a regular day care baby cough, but when it wasn't getting any better we took him to the doctor, and I'm glad we did.  He is now on antibiotics and is acting like he feels so much better.  This weekend we also went to the Wentzky family reunion.  Fun times to see/meet so many people i didn't know, but Joe had lots of fun learning about the history of it all.  This picture below shows us after the reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SrGVR04cZXI/AAAAAAAAARw/Ys4ve7YcKzE/s1600-h/joseph+in+his+big+bed.+and+family+reunion+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382247163170153842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SrGVR04cZXI/AAAAAAAAARw/Ys4ve7YcKzE/s320/joseph+in+his+big+bed.+and+family+reunion+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well tomorrow is the day.  We go back to the Pediatric Urologist tomorrow to find out about the plan for little man's kidney.  It's a day I've been dreading, and looking forward to for a while now.  I'm looking forward to it because I'm such a planner, and I like to know something and have a plan.  We've been in the "watching" stage for a while.  I'm dreading it because if they tell me they are going to take the kidney, it will be scary for everyone...but mostly Joe and I.  Tonight getting Joseph ready to take a bath, Joe and I laid down beside him on the bed, and I said a prayer out loud for him.  I first off thanked God for little man, and for the happiness he's brought to Joe and I.  I next asked God to be with us tomorrow.  The hardest part of my prayer was asking for peace.  I know that I could just ask God for what I wanted, but he already knows the outcome.  If they tell us tomorrow that they are going to take the kidney, I pray for peace about it.  And if they tell us they are going to watch it for a little bit longer, I pray peace.  And if they aren't going to do anything, I pray for peace.  The plan for my baby will be God's will, and I have no doubt about that....but why does it have to be so hard to have peace about it?!     Through out this ordeal with Little Man, I just want peace and I want to praise him....whatever his decision is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SrGVRcNHt5I/AAAAAAAAARo/dJ6IDq4G53U/s1600-h/joseph+in+his+big+bed.+and+family+reunion+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382247156545992594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SrGVRcNHt5I/AAAAAAAAARo/dJ6IDq4G53U/s320/joseph+in+his+big+bed.+and+family+reunion+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So if you have an extra moment, pray for this little guy, and peace for his parents...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-1816530009542998165?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/1816530009542998165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=1816530009542998165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/1816530009542998165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/1816530009542998165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#1816530009542998165' title='Peace.'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SrGVSX7CfoI/AAAAAAAAAR4/faM7mAyErF8/s72-c/joseph+in+his+big+bed.+and+family+reunion+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-8790501652141742142</id><published>2009-09-01T15:31:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T15:50:48.776-10:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months and the beach!</title><content type='html'>So it's been a while and lots of catching up to do.... Can you believe my baby is 5 months old???&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sp3MLtX792I/AAAAAAAAARg/CvhoRNtrkxI/s1600-h/beach+again..and+5+month+picture+112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376678031680862050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sp3MLtX792I/AAAAAAAAARg/CvhoRNtrkxI/s320/beach+again..and+5+month+picture+112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He changes so much every day, and I know I always say that but it's so true.  Some days I feel like I blinked and he grew an inch.  I want to hold him down and keep him this age... Honestly the other day I looked at pictures of a friends newborn and got all emotional, I think it was a slap of reality for me that before I know it, he will be going to school, playing sports, and most of all probably not wanting to be cuddled and kissed by his mama!!  Some things little man is doing this month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is finally turning over good now.  He enjoys getting to his stomach, and is so proud of himself.  But after a few minutes he realizes he can't get back so easily and so he bangs his nose down and grunts until someone turns him over. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He loves, loves, loves him some vegetables.  He is eating oatmeal every morning, and then eats either vegetables or fruits every evening, and cleans the container. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We realized this week he loves prunes!!  He actually kept licking his mouth long after the spoon had left it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He went to the beach for the first time. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is still sleeping in our room...and I love it!  Nothing can compare to watching your child sleeping when you are falling asleep.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He is still a happy go-lucky baby, and is mostly content whenever he is fed, and changed.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His hand-eye coordination is amazing.  Anything within five inches of his face he grabs for...once he gets it, it goes straight to the mouth.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not sure if he is starting the teething process but he has stopped sucking things and is now biting down on it...a finger is his most favorite.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I cant imagine now not being a mom...he definitely has made me a much better person.  I am absolutely without a doubt in love with my little man!!  AHHH makes my heart smile!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next couple of pictures are from the beach.  We went last week with the Wentzkys and had a great time.  The beach is always great, and it was wonderful to get to relax and of course enjoy spending time with little man!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sp3MLHNhOqI/AAAAAAAAARY/seF6JYryevo/s1600-h/wentzky+beach+trip...august+22-28+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376678021436619426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sp3MLHNhOqI/AAAAAAAAARY/seF6JYryevo/s320/wentzky+beach+trip...august+22-28+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sp3MKq8MAHI/AAAAAAAAARQ/wfjEr68sDks/s1600-h/wentzky+beach+trip...august+22-28+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376678013847732338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sp3MKq8MAHI/AAAAAAAAARQ/wfjEr68sDks/s320/wentzky+beach+trip...august+22-28+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sp3MKGAJMJI/AAAAAAAAARI/zRqi5R3208E/s1600-h/wentzky+beach+trip...august+22-28+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376678003932213394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sp3MKGAJMJI/AAAAAAAAARI/zRqi5R3208E/s320/wentzky+beach+trip...august+22-28+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sp3MJu-SwII/AAAAAAAAARA/pucpL6yb6B8/s1600-h/wentzky+beach+trip...august+22-28+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376677997750435970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sp3MJu-SwII/AAAAAAAAARA/pucpL6yb6B8/s320/wentzky+beach+trip...august+22-28+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just love it?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-8790501652141742142?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/8790501652141742142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=8790501652141742142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/8790501652141742142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/8790501652141742142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#8790501652141742142' title='5 months and the beach!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sp3MLtX792I/AAAAAAAAARg/CvhoRNtrkxI/s72-c/beach+again..and+5+month+picture+112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-414267986150392568</id><published>2009-08-18T15:22:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T15:39:45.828-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Hard...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I know the title of this post sounds like it will be a ho-hum story...but it's not (promise!)  Lately I have found myself worrying about everything all the time.  From little man, to Joe, to family, to money, I worry all the time.  Today I was having anxiety from worrying to much over something...and it's been on my mind all day.  So tonight after a wonderful dinner with my family I was riding home when out of no where a song came into my mind and of course I started singing it.  Tears came when I realized the words I was singing..... the chorus is...                                                                                                                                                                             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is Hard, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The world is cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're barely young and then we're old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But every fallen tear is always understood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is Hard....BUT GOD IS GOOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Singing this made soo much come to light for me.  Everyone has troubles, problems, and tears but God knows everytime we do cry and the reason why...but the best part is he takes care of them, if I would just stop the worrying!!  I am really going to try to give it over to him, and leave it.  I can't leave half of it, take some, leave some, take some.  I'm giving it all, and I will not have to worry if I am doing the right thing, I know I am doing the right thing !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SotUOCF-UOI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/8WQSwryt2X0/s1600-h/carrots,+and+jumperoo+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371479580626276578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SotUOCF-UOI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/8WQSwryt2X0/s320/carrots,+and+jumperoo+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life is Hard, but God is GOOD!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until next time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-414267986150392568?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/414267986150392568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=414267986150392568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/414267986150392568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/414267986150392568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#414267986150392568' title='Life is Hard...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SotUOCF-UOI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/8WQSwryt2X0/s72-c/carrots,+and+jumperoo+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-4036009422758231706</id><published>2009-08-11T13:43:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T13:59:48.204-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Could he be any cuter??</title><content type='html'>Oh my what a few weeks bring!  These last few weeks little man has started eating vegetables (or at least attempting to), jumping in his jumperoo and so much more.  When we started carrots we soon realized this would probably not be his favorite vegetable.  He all but turns his head and shuts his mouth when you even come close to him with a spoon.  Since the carrot experience little man has tried sweet potatoes, and green beans.  Tonight I promise he would have eaten the whole container if i let him...but we stopped at half, the result from a full container of green beans may not be so pleasant!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SoIDMbubx6I/AAAAAAAAAQc/PhsFxbNxte8/s1600-h/carrots,+and+jumperoo+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368857217914881954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SoIDMbubx6I/AAAAAAAAAQc/PhsFxbNxte8/s320/carrots,+and+jumperoo+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few weeks ago we decided to put little man in his jumperoo.  At first, as the picture shows, he was not very thrilled, because he would much rather be held.  But he now attempts to jump and just stares at the light.  He looks so big in it, kind of makes me want to hold my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SoIDL1lJN8I/AAAAAAAAAQU/8AA22sQ_uXI/s1600-h/carrots,+and+jumperoo+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368857207675369410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SoIDL1lJN8I/AAAAAAAAAQU/8AA22sQ_uXI/s320/carrots,+and+jumperoo+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could this little man be any cuter?!?!  AHHH i could just eat him!  His grandpa brought him back this Bass Pro Shop hat and it looks adorable on him.  We put it on him, and I think he would wear it for hours, he never seems to be bothered by it.  Poor guy is only 4.5 months and already wearing camo...what have i gotten myself into?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SoIDLvi4oiI/AAAAAAAAAQM/m48H810xy9U/s1600-h/carrots,+and+jumperoo+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368857206055281186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SoIDLvi4oiI/AAAAAAAAAQM/m48H810xy9U/s320/carrots,+and+jumperoo+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, little man has now had his first ear infection.  (sad face) He started out on Saturday having a runny nose, and mild fever.  By Sunday he was coughing, the snotty nose got worse, a runny eye, and fever.  I called the on call nurse because I wanted to know if there was something else I could give him, but my wonderful pediatrician (Parkside Pediatrics), agreed to see us at the office Sunday afternoon.  He gave him some amoxicilian, and by Monday morning he was a much happier boy.  I stayed at home with him Monday and realized it was much easier with a 2 month old, than a 4.5 month old.  He didn't feel good so he was very clingy..(not that i minded)!  The picture of him is from Sunday.  Poor little guy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SoIDLJuVEMI/AAAAAAAAAQE/bTk5eU6xi_g/s1600-h/carrots,+and+jumperoo+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368857195902734530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SoIDLJuVEMI/AAAAAAAAAQE/bTk5eU6xi_g/s320/carrots,+and+jumperoo+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-4036009422758231706?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/4036009422758231706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=4036009422758231706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/4036009422758231706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/4036009422758231706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#4036009422758231706' title='Could he be any cuter??'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SoIDMbubx6I/AAAAAAAAAQc/PhsFxbNxte8/s72-c/carrots,+and+jumperoo+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-6185164458242617433</id><published>2009-07-28T16:04:00.005-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T16:19:55.766-10:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months, 4 shots, and lots of pictures!</title><content type='html'>So much has happened in the last month...little man of course changes every day, laughs a lot, and started eating cereal...Fun Fun!  Of course I am THAT mom that has a bib just for this first meal...too bad it only lasted for about 5 minutes before he was over it!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sm-vxAokA5I/AAAAAAAAAPY/bhtgyK4EkaI/s1600-h/joseph+4+month,+amanda+wedding,+etc+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363698937740133266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sm-vxAokA5I/AAAAAAAAAPY/bhtgyK4EkaI/s320/joseph+4+month,+amanda+wedding,+etc+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He kept staring at the food, I am pretty sure  he had no idea what to do!  We started with just plain rice, and it was probably more fun for me than for him...the faces he made were priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sm-vehz4EXI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/cd_hKa99tXU/s1600-h/joseph+4+month,+amanda+wedding,+etc+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363698620228440434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sm-vehz4EXI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/cd_hKa99tXU/s320/joseph+4+month,+amanda+wedding,+etc+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish you could see closer, he had it everywhere.  By the way the cereal only lasted for about 2 days.  Joseph got sooo constipated and it took pear juice and alot of praying for him to go.  So we waited until the four month appointment to talk to the doctor about it.  I couldn't stand him crying because he couldn't go...and his stomach was so hard.  So next up...oatmeal! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sm-veWnzp9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/hOWakhVDYBY/s1600-h/joseph+4+month,+amanda+wedding,+etc+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363698617225029586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sm-veWnzp9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/hOWakhVDYBY/s320/joseph+4+month,+amanda+wedding,+etc+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my little man's four month pics.  I am trying to figure out how to put all four of them up so we can compare...but for now this is what you get.  His four month stats are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weight: 15.0 lbs even (65%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Height: 26 inches (74%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is definitely my long and lean baby!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sm-vdydJcoI/AAAAAAAAAPA/f49teUej2DU/s1600-h/joseph+4+month,+amanda+wedding,+etc+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363698607516643970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sm-vdydJcoI/AAAAAAAAAPA/f49teUej2DU/s320/joseph+4+month,+amanda+wedding,+etc+100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are the sad pictures....here is one leg...hold your heart!  He woke up and his tylenol had run out.....and he was screaming for about 15 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sm-vdUFWjmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/bG1YTpUpvPo/s1600-h/joseph+4+month,+amanda+wedding,+etc+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363698599363776098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sm-vdUFWjmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/bG1YTpUpvPo/s320/joseph+4+month,+amanda+wedding,+etc+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here is my babys other leg....when we took the bandaids off there were definately bruises ...guess that just means he needs more snuggle time with mama and daddy!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sm-vdNrl89I/AAAAAAAAAOw/Vafjto9h45k/s1600-h/joseph+4+month,+amanda+wedding,+etc+097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363698597645120466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sm-vdNrl89I/AAAAAAAAAOw/Vafjto9h45k/s320/joseph+4+month,+amanda+wedding,+etc+097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sm-usi5zjTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ltbx74Ao6K4/s1600-h/joseph+4+month,+amanda+wedding,+etc+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sm-ur_vTNSI/AAAAAAAAAOg/01UUDbxX2c0/s1600-h/joseph+4+month,+amanda+wedding,+etc+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-6185164458242617433?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/6185164458242617433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=6185164458242617433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/6185164458242617433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/6185164458242617433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#6185164458242617433' title='4 months, 4 shots, and lots of pictures!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sm-vxAokA5I/AAAAAAAAAPY/bhtgyK4EkaI/s72-c/joseph+4+month,+amanda+wedding,+etc+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-2883822818059617585</id><published>2009-07-21T11:46:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T12:01:06.924-10:00</updated><title type='text'>This phase is gonna fly by...</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness...i love my little man!  Over this past month he has grown sooo much and has also started to show his personality, which is precious.  He is sleeping through the night, and we have him in a routine for bedtime which works perfectly.  This week little man has started sitting in his bumbo, and he is doing really good.  Only two weeks ago when he was in it, he would slump over...but now we are holding our head up, and grabbing things. This is such a fun stage...and i know i will blink and he will be doing something new.  How I wish I could stop time, just for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                 &lt;br /&gt;               If you can't tell I take tons of pictures...I think he's getting used to it!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SmY4wD0uyVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/NnworSCTEZ0/s1600-h/joseph+sitting+in+bumbo+2009+078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361034804742506834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SmY4wD0uyVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/NnworSCTEZ0/s320/joseph+sitting+in+bumbo+2009+078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's another one...he is getting there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SmY4v4DcJTI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/7g5kLnCH9SU/s1600-h/joseph+sitting+in+bumbo+2009+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361034801582974258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SmY4v4DcJTI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/7g5kLnCH9SU/s320/joseph+sitting+in+bumbo+2009+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; This is what he does when his daddy comes home.  Lately he is a daddy's boy, and watches his every move...Don't you love this smile??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SmY32LBPPII/AAAAAAAAAOI/B_fPp46bSxw/s1600-h/joseph+sitting+in+bumbo+2009+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361033810241600642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SmY32LBPPII/AAAAAAAAAOI/B_fPp46bSxw/s320/joseph+sitting+in+bumbo+2009+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SmY31ybxsCI/AAAAAAAAAOA/STmJS4TF7wo/s1600-h/joseph+sitting+in+bumbo+2009+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can we say twins??  I see none of me in little man, but I definitely think he has alot of his daddy in him.  I love my little family, and every day gets better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SmY31eBrPjI/AAAAAAAAAN4/r7WAkfGyqlQ/s1600-h/joseph+sitting+in+bumbo+2009+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361033798163840562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SmY31eBrPjI/AAAAAAAAAN4/r7WAkfGyqlQ/s320/joseph+sitting+in+bumbo+2009+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Until next time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-2883822818059617585?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/2883822818059617585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=2883822818059617585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/2883822818059617585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/2883822818059617585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#2883822818059617585' title='This phase is gonna fly by...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SmY4wD0uyVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/NnworSCTEZ0/s72-c/joseph+sitting+in+bumbo+2009+078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-7610491233816209808</id><published>2009-07-05T11:57:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T12:22:38.942-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th!</title><content type='html'>Happy 4th everyone.  Our 4th was very uneventful, seeing as little man is now on a schedule (and it's working-6 nights of sleep!!!) we didn't want to do anything to mess it up.  After a day of running errands I did bring little man home, and hand him a little American flag so we could remember his first 4th!  He wasn't quite sure what to do with the flag...but he sure made a cute picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SlEmbvOTNoI/AAAAAAAAANw/62jWUqiDEek/s1600-h/joseph.+4thof+july,+bumbo+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355103689894999682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SlEmbvOTNoI/AAAAAAAAANw/62jWUqiDEek/s320/joseph.+4thof+july,+bumbo+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another picture of little man...we had to make these quick...we were scared he was about to knock/scratch himself in the head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SlEmbMXnv6I/AAAAAAAAANo/ZFcYKomBBvs/s1600-h/joseph.+4thof+july,+bumbo+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355103680538853282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SlEmbMXnv6I/AAAAAAAAANo/ZFcYKomBBvs/s320/joseph.+4thof+july,+bumbo+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least...TADA little man is sitting in his bumbo for about 10 minutes a day.  This photo was taken at the end of the ten minutes so he's already given up and slouched over...but he is doing so good and has great head control.   Isn't he just adorable???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SlEma4d4uxI/AAAAAAAAANg/ADwizWhD7zg/s1600-h/joseph.+4thof+july,+bumbo+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355103675196422930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SlEma4d4uxI/AAAAAAAAANg/ADwizWhD7zg/s320/joseph.+4thof+july,+bumbo+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; By the way Joseph had to go to the doctor on Friday for a runny eye, and he weighed 13 lbs, 14 ounces...he is growing up way too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-7610491233816209808?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/7610491233816209808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=7610491233816209808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/7610491233816209808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/7610491233816209808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#7610491233816209808' title='Happy 4th!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SlEmbvOTNoI/AAAAAAAAANw/62jWUqiDEek/s72-c/joseph.+4thof+july,+bumbo+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-8232246991645983901</id><published>2009-06-28T15:49:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T16:03:00.251-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Months Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Skgd96MqeII/AAAAAAAAAMw/Essfn1dCFjQ/s1600-h/joseph+3+month+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352561106561431682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Skgd96MqeII/AAAAAAAAAMw/Essfn1dCFjQ/s320/joseph+3+month+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YEA!  We made it to three months!!  My little man is growing up so fast, and he changes every day.  What you've been up to lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are now taking six ounces at every feeding, but still eating every three hours...(except at night)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have found your fingers...you hold them up, stare at them, and slowly bring them to your mouth, and you are so proud of yourself when you get them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have slept through the night for two nights straight....and your mommy and daddy feel like new people.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You love your teachers at school...you smile at them every morning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have started to coo at your dad and I.  It brightens our day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You LAUGH!!  It is by far the most adorable, sweetest, most precious laugh ever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your favorite person other than your parents, is your grandma...no matter what mood you are in as soon as you get kisses from grandma, you laugh and smile for a while.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You have started to cry when you can't see mommy and daddy at home...if you are in your swing, or bouncy seat you really want someone to be sitting in the living room with you..if you can't see anyone..you cry.  (this makes going to bed in your own room hard)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And on that note, you still sleep in the room with us.  I love being that close to you where I can get to you quick if you need me...hopefully sometime soon we may start putting you in your own room...but for now, being with us makes me happy!!!! (haha)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You mean more to your daddy and I than you will ever know.  Our world is so much better with you in it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...and on a funny note, the other night Little man was fighting sleep and just really restless....finally he got still and ended up like this.  Typical Man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Skgd9luPnNI/AAAAAAAAAMo/awRh0waUD_c/s1600-h/joseph+3+month+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352561101065133266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Skgd9luPnNI/AAAAAAAAAMo/awRh0waUD_c/s320/joseph+3+month+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-8232246991645983901?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/8232246991645983901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=8232246991645983901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/8232246991645983901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/8232246991645983901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#8232246991645983901' title='Three Months Old!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Skgd96MqeII/AAAAAAAAAMw/Essfn1dCFjQ/s72-c/joseph+3+month+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-2832115271446116601</id><published>2009-06-22T15:22:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:34:14.269-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy (late) Father's Day!</title><content type='html'>Happy 1st Father's Day to Joe!  He is an amazing daddy and loves little man more and more each day!  Sometimes my favorite part of the day is when Joe comes home, and little man lights up...oh how he loves his daddy!  This picture was taken about 11:00 one night and little man wasn't asleep yet, so while I finished folding laundry I laid little man beside his daddy and he just got so comfortable..i love it!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SkAvEszhXxI/AAAAAAAAAMg/q9K7sT9qq9I/s1600-h/CJ%27s+Party-Father%27s+day+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350328115109388050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SkAvEszhXxI/AAAAAAAAAMg/q9K7sT9qq9I/s320/CJ%27s+Party-Father%27s+day+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Also, I cannot write this post without mentioning my wonderful daddy.  He is an amazing guy and would do anything for me and Joe.  He is a great example of a dad, and an excellent Grandpa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SkAu1ABmJEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/O6mkwNklvXA/s1600-h/avas+birthday,+brown+get+together+097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350327845390787650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SkAu1ABmJEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/O6mkwNklvXA/s320/avas+birthday,+brown+get+together+097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am so blessed...I have an amazing daddy, a wonderful husband, and the most precious little man ever!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-2832115271446116601?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/2832115271446116601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=2832115271446116601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/2832115271446116601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/2832115271446116601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#2832115271446116601' title='Happy (late) Father&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SkAvEszhXxI/AAAAAAAAAMg/q9K7sT9qq9I/s72-c/CJ%27s+Party-Father%27s+day+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-1198048866663456400</id><published>2009-06-09T15:32:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:43:46.105-10:00</updated><title type='text'>It Stinks...</title><content type='html'>This stinks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Even though Joseph's test results came back as expected and I was somewhat prepared for it...it still stinks.  After just one night in the hospital and just one IV I know that I never want to do that again.  But...we went to the doctor today, and still from the looks of it, there is no function.  What will happen now is they will do an ultrasound in a couple of months, and if it's gotten bigger, and chances are it will, they will have to remove it.  The doctor we go to doesn't like to do a kidney removal until they are 6-8 months, so we are back to the waiting game.  This means more time in the hospital and it stinks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  I go back to work on Monday..and it stinks.  Joseph is going to a great day care and I know they will take great care of him-it still may be one of the hardest things I have to do.  The last twelve weeks I have spent with him have been some of the best.  He is starting to giggle, and smiles alot...what I would give to bottle his sweet giggle up.  I will miss him terribly, even though I know it is for the best for us right now...but it stinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note- Joseph adores bath time, and it is great to do when he is a little crabby...isn't he adorable...and this doesn't stink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Si8NoV70tJI/AAAAAAAAALg/KqsBYi0bqX8/s1600-h/joe%27s+pics+for+announcement+135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345506269446059154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Si8NoV70tJI/AAAAAAAAALg/KqsBYi0bqX8/s320/joe%27s+pics+for+announcement+135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-1198048866663456400?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/1198048866663456400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=1198048866663456400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/1198048866663456400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/1198048866663456400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#1198048866663456400' title='It Stinks...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Si8NoV70tJI/AAAAAAAAALg/KqsBYi0bqX8/s72-c/joe%27s+pics+for+announcement+135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-9079665152920148340</id><published>2009-06-04T08:46:00.007-10:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T09:27:14.511-10:00</updated><title type='text'>1st hospital visit and results!</title><content type='html'>Well if you are reading this you probably know that we took little man to the hospital on wed. morning for some tests done to his right kidney.  Since he was sedated we had to stay overnight.  To start the day off he had to get an iv, which was probably the worst part of the day!  It took them forever to find a vein, he cried and cried, and cried until they eventually found one in his foot.  They then took him in and ran radioactive liquid through his veins to watch how long the right kidney was holding fluid and if it was releasing it. They also watched the left one, just to  make sure everything was ok.  The rest of the day was pretty much expected...we sat, rocked, and fed the little man.  He was extrememly frustrated because they left the iv in and put a "arm pillow" to keep it sturdy.  He never cried but he slapped his foot down over and over again trying to get it off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night went ok..he slept from 10:30 til 5 this morning, and would have slept longer but they checked vitals..over and over and over!   Now for the results....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start off by saying we are so blessed that it is little man's kidney and that it is only one of them.  I know last night staying in the children's hospital that there is so many more sick kids and babies there and little man was probably one of the healthiest ones...so we have to count our blessings for that.   When we spoke with the doctor we found out the right kidney has no fuction at all.  We were hoping for a little function so the next step would be a little easier.  What will happen next is another ultrasound.  They will compare it with the first ultrasound.  If the kidney has gotten any bigger it will have to be removed.  If it stays the same it will be watched for some time.  If it has gotten any smaller chances are we won't have to do anything, because it will get smaller and smaller until it eventually goes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though this was not the results we would have hoped for we are lucky that little man has one fuctioning kidney.  God must have knew what he was doing when he gave us a spare!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pics from our day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How we started our day...4 oz of Pedialyte, and he loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigbeGqOAQI/AAAAAAAAALY/hMSSMscPxtE/s1600-h/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343551161872810242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigbeGqOAQI/AAAAAAAAALY/hMSSMscPxtE/s320/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The crazy IV that had to be left it..and he hated it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigbdjKByqI/AAAAAAAAALQ/usuCUw3XSlU/s1600-h/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343551152342551202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigbdjKByqI/AAAAAAAAALQ/usuCUw3XSlU/s320/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting with Grandma...he was still a little drugged up at this point. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigbdI5OCWI/AAAAAAAAALI/tS2JkQWTPtw/s1600-h/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343551145292728674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigbdI5OCWI/AAAAAAAAALI/tS2JkQWTPtw/s320/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeding little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigbczRtkjI/AAAAAAAAALA/VXkhgUJA7Pk/s1600-h/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343551139489878578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigbczRtkjI/AAAAAAAAALA/VXkhgUJA7Pk/s320/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to be burped by daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigaERJLF-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/JGbJjm2hrj8/s1600-h/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343549618498770914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigaERJLF-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/JGbJjm2hrj8/s320/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All his little wires to monitor heart rate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigaEKO2xmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/5Z4-Pu_gWLk/s1600-h/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343549616643556962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigaEKO2xmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/5Z4-Pu_gWLk/s320/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hospital braclet and monitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigaD_emd8I/AAAAAAAAAKo/bidj2PzeS6A/s1600-h/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343549613756807106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigaD_emd8I/AAAAAAAAAKo/bidj2PzeS6A/s320/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, I fit in the crib and it was somewhat comfortable.  Funniest thing was when he woke up he could not figure out why I was in his bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigZCJ_ePvI/AAAAAAAAAKg/vaNmfoqKDWM/s1600-h/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343548482707668722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigZCJ_ePvI/AAAAAAAAAKg/vaNmfoqKDWM/s320/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While laying with Little Man this was my view.  First is little man, then Joe and the sunset in the background.  A good ending to a long day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigZBwjwM5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/xAVE4Q9K2fU/s1600-h/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343548475880518546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigZBwjwM5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/xAVE4Q9K2fU/s320/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-9079665152920148340?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/9079665152920148340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=9079665152920148340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/9079665152920148340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/9079665152920148340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#9079665152920148340' title='1st hospital visit and results!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SigbeGqOAQI/AAAAAAAAALY/hMSSMscPxtE/s72-c/joseph%27s+1st+hospital+visit!+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-233788908319426686</id><published>2009-05-31T08:15:00.007-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T09:01:50.042-10:00</updated><title type='text'>I turned around....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I turned around for one minute, and he went from this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SiLLVD2aQrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3aH3do-Vt-0/s1600-h/Baby+Joseph,+March+23-March+25,+2009+140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342055670686040754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SiLLVD2aQrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3aH3do-Vt-0/s320/Baby+Joseph,+March+23-March+25,+2009+140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SiLLCnPzV4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/fsgcAxgqOWk/s1600-h/Baby+Joseph,+March+23-March+25,+2009+119.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this....oh how time flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SiLKZP9J4LI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/IoL0fpGypj0/s1600-h/joe%27s+pics+for+announcement+132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342054643143401650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SiLKZP9J4LI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/IoL0fpGypj0/s320/joe%27s+pics+for+announcement+132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day my little man changes, tomorrow he will be 10 weeks old, but it seems he's always been here!  When we went to the doctor this week he weighed 12 lbs, and was 25 inches long...wow, 5 more inches and he will be half as tall as his mama!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This week we go in for the Mag3 Renal Scan.  I have a good mind to pick up and run away, but I'm sure someone will start looking for us soon!  Please keep us in your prayers, the procedure will not last long if everything goes as planned, but they will put him to sleep which is scary..but I have faith everything will be ok!  I will probably post on that day because we do have to stay overnight, and there isn't that much you can do at the hospital for that long.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When we found out about little man's kidney, we knew nothing about what we were getting in to, and were scared to death.  We now understand a little more about what is going on, but being scared never goes away.  I enjoy music and this song has become one of my favorite.  I love the words, and it's a great reminder for this week....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When my life is like a storm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rising waters, all I want is the shore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You say I'll be ok and Make it through the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You are my shelter from the storm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everything rides on hope now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everything rides on faith somehow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When the world has broken me down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your love sets me free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SiLJ_M57sqI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ZzAcvnK4tMk/s1600-h/joe%27s+pics+for+announcement+132.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SiLJ-3Q475I/AAAAAAAAAJo/RTuJkb4K0oc/s1600-h/Baby+Joseph,+March+23-March+25,+2009+140.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-233788908319426686?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/233788908319426686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=233788908319426686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/233788908319426686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/233788908319426686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#233788908319426686' title='I turned around....'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SiLLVD2aQrI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3aH3do-Vt-0/s72-c/Baby+Joseph,+March+23-March+25,+2009+140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-1852336039805038865</id><published>2009-05-26T14:35:00.007-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T14:57:41.119-10:00</updated><title type='text'>we made it to two months!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/ShyPUgzFFDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/qopBa3PtW4k/s1600-h/joe%27s+2+months+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340300840718898226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/ShyPUgzFFDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/qopBa3PtW4k/s320/joe%27s+2+months+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can you believe my little man is two months old?? Yeah, neither can I!! He has grown so much since last month and changed completely. He still is not sleeping through the night, he wakes every three to four hours. Hopefully that will change soon! Over the past month he has started smiling, will make noises when you speak to him, and he is never still! When you are feeding him, holding him, or he is in his swing, he is constantly kicking his legs or moving his arms. I definitely think we are going to have a busy bee on our hands. Tomorrow we go to the doctor for our two month check up and I'm excited about getting his weight, height, etc....but not so excited about the four shots!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He still sleeps in the room with us, but tonight I decided to put him in his crib..(not for the night)..but just to let him watch the mobile and get used to the room. I was hoping that he could start taking naps in there during the day! Well by the time Joe and I got him laid down, the mobile turned on, and the monitor set up he was already crying and it was back to the swing! Oh my...I think we may have a hard time with the crib!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post more when we get back from the doctor. For now enjoy the next picture...the other night Joe laid Joseph in the middle of the bed, still awake, while we got ready for bed and washed bottles. When I walked in the room this is what I found...oh how I love my little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/ShyOxBAP0kI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3Pr8RSCiBS4/s1600-h/joe%27s+2+months+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340300230888772162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/ShyOxBAP0kI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3Pr8RSCiBS4/s320/joe%27s+2+months+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/ShyK9jRzmsI/AAAAAAAAAJA/j57m1iRGobE/s1600-h/joe%27s+2+months+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-1852336039805038865?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/1852336039805038865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=1852336039805038865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/1852336039805038865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/1852336039805038865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#1852336039805038865' title='we made it to two months!!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/ShyPUgzFFDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/qopBa3PtW4k/s72-c/joe%27s+2+months+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-8894369658915102332</id><published>2009-05-15T16:02:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:12:20.803-10:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a while...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sg4g5kK6FnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/QOJ6oZ-QiHQ/s1600-h/avas+birthday,+brown+get+together+125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336238781814675058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sg4g5kK6FnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/QOJ6oZ-QiHQ/s320/avas+birthday,+brown+get+together+125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sg4glZfcBxI/AAAAAAAAAII/G6UoibKH9o4/s1600-h/avas+birthday,+brown+get+together+115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336238435350611730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sg4glZfcBxI/AAAAAAAAAII/G6UoibKH9o4/s320/avas+birthday,+brown+get+together+115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been so long since I have posted anything...but life's been normal! I spend my days with the little man hanging out and getting as much cuddling time as I can in. On June 22 I go back to work...(sad)...and time seems to go by so quick. He is growing so fast and doesn't even look like the same baby anymore! Lately he's developed eczema, but the doctor gave us a great cream and it's all healed up. I know I shouldn't feel guilty about leaving him at day care but i do...it sucks to be completely honest!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also we are getting ready for our Mag3 renal scan on June 3. This is where they will look at his kidney and run dye through him to see how it's working. Sounds simple enough but they are putting him to sleep and we have to spend the night at the hospital. I know it is a simple procedure but at the end of the day it's my baby who they will take, stick a needle in and put under.....ahhh i will be so glad when it's over. After this procedure we (Joe and I) will meet with Dr. Teague, (pediatric urologist) and decide the next step. Just pray it will be simple....all this stuff works a mama's nerves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-8894369658915102332?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/8894369658915102332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=8894369658915102332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/8894369658915102332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/8894369658915102332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#8894369658915102332' title='it&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sg4g5kK6FnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/QOJ6oZ-QiHQ/s72-c/avas+birthday,+brown+get+together+125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-1252609868920564239</id><published>2009-04-24T17:54:00.007-10:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T03:37:03.063-10:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month Old...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SfMRfEumcBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Pr7_l7TQM6U/s1600-h/joseph....one+month+138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328622009652244498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SfMRfEumcBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Pr7_l7TQM6U/s400/joseph....one+month+138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My baby is one month old...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have not-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;dropped him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;starved him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;made him cry (intentionally)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;hurt him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;lost him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I have-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;cuddled him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hugged him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;kissed him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;changed him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;fed him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;held him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND LOVED EVERY MINUTE OF IT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life this past month has been nothing but joy. If you would have told me 11 months ago that I would enjoy being a mom this much I probaby would have called you a liar. But what a difference a child makes?? I am happier now than I have been ever, and feel more blessed that I could ever deserve. It amazes me every day how this little guy steals my heart, and how he made us a family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joseph's stats for his one month check up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 9 lbs, 10 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Length: 22 1/4 inches long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S we have updates on the kidneys but i will post that later. For now I am going to enjoy my little guy...he's amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-1252609868920564239?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/1252609868920564239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=1252609868920564239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/1252609868920564239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/1252609868920564239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#1252609868920564239' title='One Month Old...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SfMRfEumcBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Pr7_l7TQM6U/s72-c/joseph....one+month+138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-881906205440281259</id><published>2009-04-10T16:16:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T16:20:00.061-10:00</updated><title type='text'>no words...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It won't be like this for long....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd_-BGqr9kI/AAAAAAAAAGw/coOzjdBJtq0/s1600-h/joseph+h.+wentzky,+3.23-4.6+223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323252579498194498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd_-BGqr9kI/AAAAAAAAAGw/coOzjdBJtq0/s320/joseph+h.+wentzky,+3.23-4.6+223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd_9umN08iI/AAAAAAAAAGo/45td5ps3U5I/s1600-h/joseph+h.+wentzky,+3.23-4.6+221.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-881906205440281259?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/881906205440281259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=881906205440281259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/881906205440281259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/881906205440281259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#881906205440281259' title='no words...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd_-BGqr9kI/AAAAAAAAAGw/coOzjdBJtq0/s72-c/joseph+h.+wentzky,+3.23-4.6+223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-5847102736423586849</id><published>2009-04-07T14:01:00.007-10:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T14:14:42.708-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Weeks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SdvsJ92g6WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xQfxk6l8iTc/s1600-h/joseph+h.+wentzky,+3.23-4.6+228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322107040634562914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SdvsJ92g6WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xQfxk6l8iTc/s320/joseph+h.+wentzky,+3.23-4.6+228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SdvqO8DhhOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QwClPnaze6U/s1600-h/joseph+h.+wentzky,+3.23-4.6+218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322104927028348130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SdvqO8DhhOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QwClPnaze6U/s320/joseph+h.+wentzky,+3.23-4.6+218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SdvpkkyPkaI/AAAAAAAAAFg/rzoHbecN8Wc/s1600-h/joseph+h.+wentzky,+3.23-4.6+196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322104199227347362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SdvpkkyPkaI/AAAAAAAAAFg/rzoHbecN8Wc/s320/joseph+h.+wentzky,+3.23-4.6+196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the picture on the bottom was taken when joseph was one week old, and sam (baby on left) was two weeks old! I know it's a little late..but way to cute to pass up! The picture in the middle and on top was taken when Joseph was two weeks old! This week he has decided to up his appetite and is now taking 2.5 - 3 oz every two and a half hours. I am pumping, and it takes a lot to keep up with such a little guy! We also went to the doctor and his measurements are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;weight: 7 lbs, 12 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;height: 21 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;head circumfrence: 36 cm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He is in the 24% in weight, 64% in height, and 66% in head circumfrence. He did so good at the doctor, and just lets whoever bounce him around. I am getting used to my sleepless nights, and i have to keep telling myself he really is mine...and i don't have to give him back! He has blessed my life more than i could have ever imagined! We also went to church this past sunday, and he slept the entire time...and i'm looking forward to Easter this sunday, i just really need to find an outfit (for both of us)!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well it's time to pump again....until next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-5847102736423586849?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/5847102736423586849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=5847102736423586849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5847102736423586849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5847102736423586849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#5847102736423586849' title='Two Weeks...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SdvsJ92g6WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xQfxk6l8iTc/s72-c/joseph+h.+wentzky,+3.23-4.6+228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-7966286122768838556</id><published>2009-03-30T15:00:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:15:57.037-10:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess Who is One Week Old Today??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SdFr74qo9LI/AAAAAAAAAFA/U1AuLPARcJs/s1600-h/joseph+%232+178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319151311468950706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SdFr74qo9LI/AAAAAAAAAFA/U1AuLPARcJs/s400/joseph+%232+178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SdFr7mm2myI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ew7C6xMxl6A/s1600-h/joseph+%232+191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319151306621229858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SdFr7mm2myI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ew7C6xMxl6A/s400/joseph+%232+191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WOW!  What a week!  Joseph turned one week old today, and I cannot believe how much he has already changed.  He already looks like a different baby.  Some things Joe and I have learned about our child is...he loves to be cuddled, he makes all sorts of funny faces when he sleeps...(i hope to get a picture of that soon), he hold his legs up, grunts, and makes a face when he does a BM and it's hilarious, and he has a great appetitie.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the last week my whole life changed.  I never knew that I could love someone who I have only known a week so much.  He has his parents wrapped around his finger, and we spend most of our nights just staring at him, and taking turns cuddling...and there is nothing better in this world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who would have thought that 9 months ago, when Joe and I were coming to grips with having a baby so soon in our marriage that we would be this wild over our baby...I am so thankful God doesn't stick to our plans..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-7966286122768838556?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/7966286122768838556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=7966286122768838556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/7966286122768838556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/7966286122768838556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#7966286122768838556' title='One Week Old'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SdFr74qo9LI/AAAAAAAAAFA/U1AuLPARcJs/s72-c/joseph+%232+178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-436940613835974325</id><published>2009-03-25T15:15:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T15:32:39.618-10:00</updated><title type='text'>He's here!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/ScrYlhqNz_I/AAAAAAAAAEw/E8j241N2gqE/s1600-h/Baby+Joseph,+March+23-March+25,+2009+146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317300449266487282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/ScrYlhqNz_I/AAAAAAAAAEw/E8j241N2gqE/s320/Baby+Joseph,+March+23-March+25,+2009+146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can I just mention how lucky I am???  This will be a quick post but I wanted to introduce you to baby Joseph.  My water broke on Sunday, March 22...but I am stubborn and decided to call the doctor on Monday morning.  Well I went in and they sent me straight to the hospital.  Contractions started around 2:00pm, Epidural at 3:00pm, started pushing at 4:30pm, and THE SWEETEST BABY BOY EVER ARRIVED AT 6:29PM.  He weighed 6 lbs, 10 oz, and is 20 inches long!!     &lt;br /&gt;         The pics are backwards, and i don't know how to work it..but the first one is right before we went home...he is stretched out and comfy on the bed...he is so small he doesn't even fit into newborn outfits..but he'll catch up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/ScrYlecA8FI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wanNP0223pU/s1600-h/Baby+Joseph,+March+23-March+25,+2009+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317300448401616978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/ScrYlecA8FI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wanNP0223pU/s320/Baby+Joseph,+March+23-March+25,+2009+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meeting Daddy for the first time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture was taken by me right after I delivered.  I always knew that I married an amazing guy, but this picture makes me fall in love all over again.  The last few days Joe has gone above and beyond to make sure I was OK and the baby!!!  I am so blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/ScrYkwBDndI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9BI0G9cyAxk/s1600-h/Baby+Joseph,+March+23-March+25,+2009+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317300435940515282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/ScrYkwBDndI/AAAAAAAAAEY/9BI0G9cyAxk/s320/Baby+Joseph,+March+23-March+25,+2009+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before the delivery...isn't that cute!!??  (haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's it for now...Joe is being the baby hog and I'm going to snuggle with Joseph for a bit...will post tomorrow with more pics!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...by the way..he came out peeing...(PRAISE GOD), hopefully he will be fine, and right now they say his kidneys (&lt;strong&gt;yes that is plural&lt;/strong&gt;) are working great!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for all the thoughts and prayers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-436940613835974325?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/436940613835974325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=436940613835974325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/436940613835974325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/436940613835974325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#436940613835974325' title='He&apos;s here!!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/ScrYlhqNz_I/AAAAAAAAAEw/E8j241N2gqE/s72-c/Baby+Joseph,+March+23-March+25,+2009+146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-5951159868822756639</id><published>2009-03-15T05:47:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T05:55:09.687-10:00</updated><title type='text'>the waiting game...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ugh..the waiting game...not my favorite one!  I went to the doctor last Thursday, I was 37.5 weeks along and he decided to check me, but said he didn't expect much....well much to our surprise I was 4cm dilated, and 90% effaced!  So he told me he didn't expect for me to go to the due date, and I could go at any time.  All day Friday I had contractions, about 4-5 minutes apart, but they just feel like pressure...no pain...so we are just waiting.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I think that he is comfortable again and taking his time...great!  I know I still have two weeks left but I am so ready to meet the little guy and hold him...and patience has never been my strong point.  I am also agitated at myself this morning.  I tossed and turned all night, contractions, then nothing.....and I slept straight through the alarm clock and missed church...i really needed it today...but my fault, i knew better!&lt;br /&gt;Our bags are packed and we are waiting....I will def. update when something happens....hopefully sooner than later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-5951159868822756639?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/5951159868822756639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=5951159868822756639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5951159868822756639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5951159868822756639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5951159868822756639' title='the waiting game...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-3888240992557280750</id><published>2009-03-07T10:49:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T10:49:00.532-10:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been blessed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SbKXU9d_n2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/4zak6OzEask/s1600-h/emily%27s+baby+shower+2-21,+2-22+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310473296976781154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SbKXU9d_n2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/4zak6OzEask/s320/emily%27s+baby+shower+2-21,+2-22+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SbKXUlBkZII/AAAAAAAAADI/v280s3otcBg/s1600-h/emily%27s+baby+shower+2-21,+2-22+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310473290415105154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SbKXUlBkZII/AAAAAAAAADI/v280s3otcBg/s320/emily%27s+baby+shower+2-21,+2-22+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SbKWxF-08lI/AAAAAAAAADA/rEZKsHliP8I/s1600-h/emily%27s+baby+shower+2-21,+2-22+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310472680786686546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SbKWxF-08lI/AAAAAAAAADA/rEZKsHliP8I/s320/emily%27s+baby+shower+2-21,+2-22+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I ever mentioned I hate waiting on people who deal with the tv?!?! This morning direct tv is supposed to come and hook up another box in the bedroom...they are supposed to be here between 8-12. I know it is only 10:15 but I love to sleep late and I have been up since 8 waiting on direct tv, but I am still sitting here with no tv in the bedroom!! OH Well.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of weeks ago I had 2 of my baby showers! I was overwhelmed at the amount of stuff Joe and I receivied for the baby! I am so BLESSED with my friends and family, they are amazing, and No amount of thank you cards of words could express our gratitude. I will put some Pics at the bottom of the post of the gifts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today marks the 37th week of the pregnancy...my baby is now considered full term!! YEAH!!! I am so ready to hold jospeh and get to see him!!! We went back to the high risk OB this week..he is weighing in at 6lbs, and has the chubbiest cheeks!! They also mentioned this week that now he may have to have surgery on his kidney. I could have easily got frustrated, seeing as since 20 weeks its been surgery, no surgery, surgery, no surgery! I left the doctor that day thinking...I serve a God that is in control, and surgery or not, my child will be ok...there is no use getting upset about something that is out of my control. They (meaning the docs) really won't know whether or not Jospeh will have to have surgery until he is out of the womb...and I will choose to believe he will be fine..and there will be No surgery performed. It's not in my hands so I will not worry about it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well it's back to waiting for direct tv....atleast they are better than charter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;until next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-3888240992557280750?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/3888240992557280750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=3888240992557280750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/3888240992557280750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/3888240992557280750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#3888240992557280750' title='I have been blessed!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SbKXU9d_n2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/4zak6OzEask/s72-c/emily%27s+baby+shower+2-21,+2-22+070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-6261257663604323966</id><published>2009-03-07T05:52:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T06:03:12.447-10:00</updated><title type='text'>..one more thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not that anyone may care..but i thought this was the cutest pics.  We have two dogs...Ruby (an Australian Shepard) and Rigsby (a Bichon Frise).  Even though they cause trouble now and again they are best friends...and this pics shows how much Rigsby loves her Ruby!!  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SbKY70Wh71I/AAAAAAAAADg/-CB3PgVk3uw/s1600-h/emily%27s+baby+shower+2-21,+2-22+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310475064056082258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SbKY70Wh71I/AAAAAAAAADg/-CB3PgVk3uw/s320/emily%27s+baby+shower+2-21,+2-22+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must look close..Rigsby fades into the fur on Ruby's belly!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SbKY7P7b9vI/AAAAAAAAADY/6riVDpxUTFM/s1600-h/emily%27s+baby+shower+2-21,+2-22+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310475054278768370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SbKY7P7b9vI/AAAAAAAAADY/6riVDpxUTFM/s320/emily%27s+baby+shower+2-21,+2-22+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-6261257663604323966?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/6261257663604323966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=6261257663604323966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/6261257663604323966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/6261257663604323966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#6261257663604323966' title='..one more thing...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SbKY70Wh71I/AAAAAAAAADg/-CB3PgVk3uw/s72-c/emily%27s+baby+shower+2-21,+2-22+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-2663907308380379537</id><published>2009-02-19T15:06:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:16:47.192-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I will miss, and things I won't miss...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Throughout&lt;/span&gt; the last weeks of this pregnancy, I am starting to think about things I will miss about being pregnant, and things i wont....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I Won't Miss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;waking up nearly every hour of the night to go the girls room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;waking up every night to chug milk for my heartburn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sleeping on my back or side because i can't lay on my stomach&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;being tired almost every night&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buying new clothes that will only last me 9 months&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the strangers that want to rub the belly, or ask me 20 questions about things that aren't there business&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;having doctors visits every other week where they feel the need to inform you how big you are measuring, and how much you weigh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hearing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; (sometimes) terrible labor stories&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;What I Will Miss...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;the kicks, pokes, and jabs that happen everyday that only I can feel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;having the baby all to myself to talk to and feel, and not having to share him with anyone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the smiles you get from people when they realize you are pregnant&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watching his sweet daddy talk to him every night before we go to sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am sure there is more to post but that's all I can think of for now...will add more later...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-2663907308380379537?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/2663907308380379537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=2663907308380379537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/2663907308380379537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/2663907308380379537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#2663907308380379537' title='Things I will miss, and things I won&apos;t miss...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-5318079814483686646</id><published>2009-02-09T17:12:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:16:13.883-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Still I will Worship you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sang this song in church Sunday... and cannot get it out of my head!  Enjoy...it means more now than ever before!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know that You are strong, I know You’re more than able&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To save me from whatever, Ever comes my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know You are a healer, I know You can deliver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know that You can rescue me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But even when I cannot see Your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When You move in a way, That I would not have planned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still I will worship You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will worship You, in the midnight hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will worship You, when I'm in the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will worship You, when all hope seems gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will stand and proclaim that You are my God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;....I will worship You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-5318079814483686646?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/5318079814483686646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=5318079814483686646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5318079814483686646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5318079814483686646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#5318079814483686646' title='Still I will Worship you...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-6599680278188863570</id><published>2009-02-03T13:06:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:16:04.817-10:00</updated><title type='text'>all smiles today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What an Amazing Day!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was my third visit to the high risk ob doctor to check on baby Joseph's&lt;/span&gt; kidney!  When we first visited this doctor we were thinking the worst...our news from that visit was that he only had one functioning kidney, which was OK...people live with one kidney all the time...no biggie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The second visit we were told there may be some function in the kidney, but more than likely it would shrink, and again...still only one functioning kidney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Joseph and I accepted this, dealt with it and moved on.  We knew he would be fine, but just a few drawbacks...(like more doc apt, more uti's maybe, etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today we went to the doctor, and prayers were def. answered.  We were told today that his right kidney is FUNCTIONING STILL!!!  The doctor thinks that it may normalize on itself OR that he may just need a small stint put in the tube........but that both kidneys were working and &lt;strong&gt;would work&lt;/strong&gt;!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have never experienced a peace like I did today talking to the doctor...but I should have never been shocked..my God still answers prayers and he performs miracles  (I am so glad he just let me be a little part of this one)!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Only seven weeks to go and counting...We CANNOT wait to meet our little miracle!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-6599680278188863570?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/6599680278188863570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=6599680278188863570' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/6599680278188863570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/6599680278188863570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#6599680278188863570' title='all smiles today!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-5019981401186071178</id><published>2009-01-04T14:18:00.005-10:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T14:30:10.287-10:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been soooooo long....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SWFUepS_qqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/n4XAu1uD0HA/s1600-h/chrismas,+new+years,+grad....some+belly+102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287600322968005282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SWFUepS_qqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/n4XAu1uD0HA/s320/chrismas,+new+years,+grad....some+belly+102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SWFUKHJBnGI/AAAAAAAAABw/bdRV93-GBfA/s1600-h/chrismas,+new+years,+grad....some+belly+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287599970202000482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SWFUKHJBnGI/AAAAAAAAABw/bdRV93-GBfA/s320/chrismas,+new+years,+grad....some+belly+069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SWFTtBeRv8I/AAAAAAAAABo/ikphHlRXwaE/s1600-h/chrismas,+new+years,+grad....some+belly+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287599470464319426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SWFTtBeRv8I/AAAAAAAAABo/ikphHlRXwaE/s320/chrismas,+new+years,+grad....some+belly+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well the blogging was on the back burner for a while, but for a quick update while joe and i are deciding on dinner...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*went to the high risk ob on dec 9, and prayers were answered. Baby Joseph's kidney is not getting bigger, (great news), he will be monitored throughout the rest of the pregnancy, and should live a normal life...with NO surgery!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Christmas was wonderful (even though i am very thankful the decor is down), I love spending time with my family, and i def. enjoyed spoiling ava! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Since Christmas is over, nesting is kicking in and joe and i are working hard to get the baby room ready....12 weeks and counting!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will update much more later...........going to eat!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-5019981401186071178?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/5019981401186071178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=5019981401186071178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5019981401186071178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5019981401186071178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#5019981401186071178' title='It&apos;s been soooooo long....'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SWFUepS_qqI/AAAAAAAAAB4/n4XAu1uD0HA/s72-c/chrismas,+new+years,+grad....some+belly+102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-3085419783616446028</id><published>2008-11-14T21:18:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T10:42:16.892-10:00</updated><title type='text'>what a week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268710557393275410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SR44Vk3GyhI/AAAAAAAAABU/X8CzkRqEo3I/s200/BABY+BOY+11-12-08_15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SR437rTUtyI/AAAAAAAAABM/FAjYow7kX50/s1600-h/BABY+BOY+11-12-08_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268710112445642530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SR437rTUtyI/AAAAAAAAABM/FAjYow7kX50/s320/BABY+BOY+11-12-08_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last time I wrote I began by saying how nervous, and excited I was to find out the sex of the baby! If you don't know by now it's a boy, and we are SO excited! Joseph and I go in and have the ultra sound...and i went in the doctor knowing i was having a girl. After measuring some things like the heart, head, etc...we moved south to the good parts. The lady doing the ultra sound pointed to the screen and said..."and right here we see his boy parts." Joseph's face lit up, and he never stopped grinning..i was also excited, but shocked! In our family, we never have boys...so this was a new thing for everyone on my side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the ultra sound, we were sent in a waiting room to talk to the doctor. She came in and was super nice. She talked about the sex of the baby and so on, then asked joseph and i if we were familiar with kidney disease...both of us a little confused and worried said no...neither of us had it in our families. She then showed us pictures of his right kidney, and told us it was enlarged, and they were not sure why. She then went on to tell us we would be seeing a high risk OB doctor before the end of the week, and then may go to a pediatric neurologist. Joseph and I were shocked, we went from the highest of highs, to a low in less than a hour. The doctor was so nice, but could not explain all of it to us, because it wasn't her specialty. She told us it looked like polycistic kidney disease but she couldn't be sure. Before we left we had our appointment with the other doctor, and our next appointment with her......whew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joseph and I left that day on top of the world, because we were having a boy....but we also were very aware that something was wrong, and we had no clue what to do. Over the next day, I worried, Joseph would not talk about it, and we were holding on to hope and our God for the answer. People all over were praying for us, my mom's friend in washington state, and preacher we know in the Ukatan, and family and friends all around greer, and let me stop and say...we felt the prayers for baby wentzky, and that gave us comfort waiting on the next doctor's appointment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Wednesday, November 12, Joseph and I went to Dr. Greig, who is a high risk OB. First off the nurse who did the ultrasound was beyond nice. She was so sweet and made a very difficult situation for Joseph and I better. We got to see his face in 4-d, and all his body parts...it was amazing to know this baby was inside of me, and depended on me for everything. After about an hour ultra sound, joseph and I were again sent to a room to wait for the results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After about 3o minutes the doctor came in and talked with joseph and I. Thankfully, our baby did not have polycistic kidney disease...which was an answered prayer (seeing as the doctor told us this was fatal). He let us know that our baby had multicystic kidney renal difusion (I think this is right) It all comes down to his utera on his right kidney did not develop, and his kidney is full of fluid but has no where to go. He then went to tell us about the rest of the pregnancy and how it would go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically I will be monitored closely for the rest of my pregnancy, we will meet and talk with a pediatric urologist, who will be there when baby wentzky is born. After he is born, if his kidney does not go down, it will need to be surgically removed, which is minor surgery. So we know at this point our child will only live with one kidney....and we are so thankful God gave us a spare!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week was extremely hard for Joseph and I. After the ultrasound on Monday, and the news we had there I found myself singing the same song over and over.....almost everyone knows it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it says...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is Bigger than, the air I breathe, the world we'll leave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God will save the day, and all will say, my glorious....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Singing this song throughout the day gave comfort to me knowing that The God I serve is bigger than any problem baby wentzky will face in the future. On Wednesday we found out great news, and that our boy would be ok, and would live a normal life. If you were one of the one's who prayed for baby wentzky, we are very thankful, and we felt a peace in the doctors office. I'll ask for you to keep praying, we have 19 weeks to go and alot could happen...so we still will appreciate the prayers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm putting pictures on here for you to see of our beautiful baby boy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-3085419783616446028?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/3085419783616446028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=3085419783616446028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/3085419783616446028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/3085419783616446028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#3085419783616446028' title='what a week...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/SR44Vk3GyhI/AAAAAAAAABU/X8CzkRqEo3I/s72-c/BABY+BOY+11-12-08_15.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-8458534854793116997</id><published>2008-11-09T16:53:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T17:08:45.329-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is the day...</title><content type='html'>As I am sitting here tonight, I find myself rejoicing, nervous, hopeful and scared.  Tomorrow morning we go to the doctor and find out the sex of the baby.  Even though that is a major excitement, they also are looking to see if the baby is growing right, measuring right, etc.  Even though i am sure everything will be fine, my protective, worrying, mama-self is kicking in.  I have felt like it was  girl the whole time, so we will see if my instincts were right!! &lt;br /&gt;Also, tomorrow is my one year anniversary with joseph.  We have been through it our first year, and it's exciting to make this milestone.  Through every up and down, and back and forth, he has stood beside me the whole way.  I hope I have been a great wife to him, and have loved him back as much as he loves me.  He is an amazing man, and I thank God everyday for bringing him into my life.&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here and complain, and vent about my worries, I am reminded that God is in control, and he already knows what the outcome will be tomorrow.  So many times I find myself worrying and trying to figure things out myself, and I need to learn to hand it over....he's up all the time anyway!   A Bebo Norman song lyrics reminds me that God is in control, and how grateful I am to serve a God who takes my worries, fears and carries them as his own.....&lt;br /&gt;                                                         I am in the sun, I am in the shade&lt;br /&gt;                                                        I am in the light that love has made&lt;br /&gt;                                                         I am in the cold, I am in the warm&lt;br /&gt;                                                           I am in the center of your storm&lt;br /&gt;                                                            I am in the fire, I am in the flood&lt;br /&gt;                                                          I am in the marrow and the blood&lt;br /&gt;                                                             When you cannot stand...&lt;strong&gt;I am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful night.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-8458534854793116997?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/8458534854793116997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=8458534854793116997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/8458534854793116997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/8458534854793116997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#8458534854793116997' title='Tomorrow is the day...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-4206516497927006730</id><published>2008-10-08T17:19:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:26:04.131-10:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Flutter of My Miracle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today around 1:00 as I was walking and talking at work, I felt the slightest flutter on the left side of my belly...it was an odd feeling, but very real.  The baby waved at me today from the inside (or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; that's what I am saying) and it was exciting.  I find myself day after day getting more and more excited about becoming a mom.  I am also trying really hard not to say "the baby wasn't planned", when people find out I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;preggo&lt;/span&gt;.  Yes, the baby was not in mine and Joe's plan, but it was in God's plan, and that's enough for me!  His plan is better anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Tonight at life group during prayer requests, i requested prayer for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Joseph&lt;/span&gt; and I.  No matter how long we dated before marriage and how much we knew of each other, we still are learning things day after day about each other.  We have ups and downs, as most newly weds do, and we are learning about this whole marriage thing together.  Now with a baby coming, it makes it that much more scary.   I know that Joseph and I have no clue the journey we are about to take, and the turns ahead...but there is NO ONE else I'd rather have beside me than my Joe.  He is my rock when everything else falls apart, and I have no where else to go he's there.....and I will forever be thankful. &lt;br /&gt;    Today was my Mom's 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday...and I am so lucky to have a wonderful mom, and a great friend...Happy Birthday!!  love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;g'nite&lt;/span&gt; all..........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-4206516497927006730?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/4206516497927006730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=4206516497927006730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/4206516497927006730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/4206516497927006730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#4206516497927006730' title='The First Flutter of My Miracle!'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-5095711255654728471</id><published>2008-09-28T14:34:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:44:58.584-10:00</updated><title type='text'>update on baby...</title><content type='html'>This Tuesday I went to the doctor for a regular check-up.  It was super quick, but everything was good.  The doctor listened for the heart beat, and it took the doc almost five minutes to find the heartbeat.  Although the heart beat was strong when found..(150), those five minutes seemed like an eternity for me.  At the begining of the pregnancy, which was not expected, the pregnancy seem unreal.  But when you hear the heartbeat, everything turns around, I was so relieved when the little beat, beat, beat was heard. &lt;br /&gt;Another funny thing with pregnancy is what i eat.  Tonight Joseph and I decided to just have sandwiches.  Joseph wanted pb&amp;amp;j, and I wanted deviled egg.  So i cooked up deviled egg, didn't put it on bread, and ate 5 pickles with it...best meal I have had in a while. &lt;br /&gt;Enough for now...desperate housewives is coming on soon......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-5095711255654728471?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/5095711255654728471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=5095711255654728471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5095711255654728471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/5095711255654728471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#5095711255654728471' title='update on baby...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-8448301130118273494</id><published>2008-09-15T15:05:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T15:15:26.362-10:00</updated><title type='text'>my first 'bout of morning sickness....ugh</title><content type='html'>Not that anyone cares, but this morning i had my first experience in 12 weeks with morning sickness.  I woke up, showered, and felt normal.  On my way to work i realized i was getting a little queezy!  I ate a banana, and that settled my stomach for all of 15 minutes!  I was sitting in our morning meeting, when i started feeling it coming on...but nothing would come up.  For about an hour i just dry-heaved (spelling??) and could not get anything up.  I don't know about anyone else but i would rather get what needs to get out-out, rather than trying without any results.  Finally my wonderful friend barbara gave me chicken noodle soup at 10:00 and it was a miracle worker.  After I gobbled it down i felt so much better.  The rest of the day was a little up and down....still gaging, with no results, but i can handle it.  Hopefully i had my one experience, and that's enough.  I realize I am just rambling, but it is 9:15 and Joseph isn't home yet...so someone needs to hear my worries and aches of the day....and you are the lucky winner!&lt;br /&gt;Enough for now.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-8448301130118273494?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/8448301130118273494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=8448301130118273494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/8448301130118273494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/8448301130118273494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8448301130118273494' title='my first &apos;bout of morning sickness....ugh'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5543525203225803800.post-3162484933220328228</id><published>2008-09-10T16:41:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T16:56:25.853-10:00</updated><title type='text'>and baby makes three...</title><content type='html'>Since I haven't been on here since June...there is alot to talk about, but it's about bed time so i will only tell the good stuff.   On July 17 our little great life of just Joseph and i was completely turned upside down...there were two lines on the pregnancy test, and we were having a baby.  All of the sudden every possible emotion you can think of went through my mind.  i was excited..(we were having a baby, who wouldn't be?), i was scared...(Joseph and I could hardly take care of ourselves, and now we would be responsible for a child???), and so many other things.  Over the next few days Joseph and i finally lost the deer caught in headlights look, and we knew we could take on the task..as long as we did it together.&lt;br /&gt;i really cannot complain.  My pregnancy so far has been great.  no morning sickness, no sickness really at all.  i am just tired a lot, but I'm enjoying the sleeping while i can.  we went to the doctor on august 27, and saw our little miracle on a screen.  Even though the baby was hardly the size of a grape it stole mine and Joe's heart in a matter of seconds.  The ultrasound tech told Joe and i that everything looked perfect, and i think we both breathed a sigh of relief that we had been holding in since that night of two lines!! &lt;br /&gt;I still laugh when i think about having a baby.  It was not planned(so much for the money i spent on birth control) and actually we were told we would have trouble getting pregnant.  God laughed at what the doctor said, and he also laughed at our plans.  Even though this wasn't the plan we had, it was God's plan...and it is perfect! &lt;br /&gt;That's it for now...bed time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you, not to harm you.  Plans to give you a hope and a future"&lt;br /&gt;      Jeremiah 29:11&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5543525203225803800-3162484933220328228?l=wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/feeds/3162484933220328228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5543525203225803800&amp;postID=3162484933220328228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/3162484933220328228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5543525203225803800/posts/default/3162484933220328228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wentzkysingreer.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#3162484933220328228' title='and baby makes three...'/><author><name>Wentzky's in Greer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10508797316188836676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g75KKa4FFk8/Sd6XHzfvcyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xUWgiiNDPwM/S220/honeymoon+in+antigua+(1).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
