<?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-2708554346578400216</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:56:54.177-05:00</updated><category term='disappointment'/><category term='daylight savings time'/><category term='day care'/><category term='visits'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='before'/><category term='doctor'/><category term='Photobucket'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='food'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Red Sox'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='development'/><category term='family'/><category term='mall'/><category term='video'/><category term='party'/><category term='thanks'/><category term='music'/><category term='birth'/><category term='school'/><category term='snow'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Life with Zoe</title><subtitle type='html'>Learning about our daughter...Welcome to the journey!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>398</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-3326026878857680531</id><published>2011-06-19T20:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T20:49:56.395-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY FATHER'S DAY, DADDY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s-vFd6L0qNU/Tf6Yz5dz1vI/AAAAAAAABuo/-wiSPnuJf1Q/s1600/IMG_8503.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s-vFd6L0qNU/Tf6Yz5dz1vI/AAAAAAAABuo/-wiSPnuJf1Q/s320/IMG_8503.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Father's Day to the best Daddy my daughter could ask for and my partner in crime!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, Zoe went upstairs to wake up her Daddy, so we could start our very busy day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy Father's Day, DADDY!!!!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; Can I tickle your boobies?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, yes...life with a 3 year old.&amp;nbsp; It's certainly comical!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-3326026878857680531?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/3326026878857680531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=3326026878857680531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3326026878857680531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3326026878857680531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-fathers-day-daddy.html' title='HAPPY FATHER&apos;S DAY, DADDY!!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s-vFd6L0qNU/Tf6Yz5dz1vI/AAAAAAAABuo/-wiSPnuJf1Q/s72-c/IMG_8503.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-1170098941603970292</id><published>2011-06-18T11:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T11:01:04.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's inside?</title><content type='html'>There are short little shows between the shows on Nick Jr, and one is a kids' singer, &lt;a href="http://www.rachelcoleman.com/"&gt;Rachel Coleman&lt;/a&gt; who sings a song &lt;a href="http://www.nickjr.com/kids-videos/music-feelings.html"&gt;"Feelings"&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; One of the lines to her song is to tell her what's inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe says, "FOOD!" every time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-1170098941603970292?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/1170098941603970292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=1170098941603970292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1170098941603970292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1170098941603970292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/06/whats-inside.html' title='What&apos;s inside?'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-7495507683517600934</id><published>2011-06-17T21:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T21:35:20.799-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You spin me right round....</title><content type='html'>We're getting ready to take Zoe's first trip to Disney World (and Z doesn't know, SHHHH!).&amp;nbsp; We've been giving her little hints and asking her questions about things for awhile now.&amp;nbsp; Today, driving home, I asked her if she'd go on the tea cups if we went to a carnival.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I'm fully aware that there are no tea cups at a carnival, but that's besides the point.&amp;nbsp; And, I'm fully aware that soon, Zoe is going to catch onto this line of questioning.&amp;nbsp; But, I'll use it until I can't anymore! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so, I ask her that.&amp;nbsp; She said she'd go on that (but not a roller coaster because THOSE go up to the moon, apparently).&amp;nbsp; I said, well, they spin in circles, like the Chipmunks do &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J5Bw-QufBPk"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; She immediately starts singing, "You spin me round round BABY round round like a RAH-KAH&amp;nbsp; baby."&amp;nbsp; She repeated that a number of times...getting sillier and sillier.&amp;nbsp; Oh, how I wish I had a video camera with me at that moment and wasn't driving.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask her to sing that song to you.&amp;nbsp; It's quite humorous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-7495507683517600934?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7495507683517600934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=7495507683517600934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7495507683517600934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7495507683517600934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-spin-me-right-round.html' title='You spin me right round....'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-1730841956143147904</id><published>2011-06-17T21:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T21:19:49.431-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there a pause button??</title><content type='html'>The other day, I had to make a cake for my 8th graders who were moving onto the high school.&amp;nbsp; It's a special thing I've done the last couple of years, since I've had these guys for 3 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had Zoe help me out.&amp;nbsp; As we're doing this, the Electric Company is on tv in the background...she loves this show.&amp;nbsp; But she was VERY focused on stirring.&amp;nbsp; She told me that the show was on but she couldn't turn to look because she was busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span&gt;'mommy, we'remakingacakeforyourstudent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;satschool.Igettostiritall.Iwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ttogotoyourschooltoseeyourkids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;,butIcan'trightnowbecausethere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;arenokidsandnoteacherstheresot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;heschoolisclosedrightnow.we're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;makingthecakeinstead."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Oh. My. Goodness.  I'm not sure she took a breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;THAT is how it's like with Zoe when she's excited for something.&amp;nbsp; Today, walking into Target, there was something similar.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't pick up nearly as many words, but somehow she was talking about dinosaurs, Father's Day gifts, and her friend Mason's birthday gift.&amp;nbsp; Woah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-1730841956143147904?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/1730841956143147904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=1730841956143147904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1730841956143147904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1730841956143147904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/06/is-there-pause-button.html' title='Is there a pause button??'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-4099698390352449285</id><published>2011-05-25T22:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T22:38:02.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoe-Speak</title><content type='html'>Zoe's got a great vocabulary, and knows how to say a lot of things--as you all know.  However, there are times when she wants to say something but just doesn't know quite how to say it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, can you mark with me?"  (she wants me to color with her using her dry erase markers)&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, can you art with me?"  (She wanted me to make art projects with her with her stamps)&lt;br /&gt;"I'm gonna beat you up!"  (She really means she is going to beat us running up the stairs).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-4099698390352449285?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/4099698390352449285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=4099698390352449285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4099698390352449285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4099698390352449285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/05/zoe-speak.html' title='Zoe-Speak'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-7206980172735572873</id><published>2011-05-23T22:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T22:23:49.775-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoe the Artiste...</title><content type='html'>Zoe wants to DESPERATELY learn to write her letters.  So, today, at her art table, we got started.  She wanted me to show her how to make an A--I did, and she traced it.  Then, she wanted me to make others, and she was able to do it herself.  Unprompted, and without a model, Zoe then wrote a T (she asked me to make a B, but decided SHE would write the T)....As Zoe says, "Check it out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5752858201/" title="229097_2159780276923_1319021014_32611885_6967597_n by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5264/5752858201_803f18acea.jpg" alt="229097_2159780276923_1319021014_32611885_6967597_n" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, she had enough, and decided she wanted to draw people.  Up until today, that meant WE would do the drawing and she would just scribble.  I asked if she wanted me to show her how....I showed her a simple smiley face, and gave her the language "Draw a circle, make the eyes, nose, and mouth."  Here's the proof...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5753403152/" title="246676_2159794957290_1319021014_32611912_1853442_n by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2382/5753403152_ce9aa08a8b.jpg" alt="246676_2159794957290_1319021014_32611912_1853442_n" height="500" width="371" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me, apparently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5753403216/" title="250106_2159846718584_1319021014_32611996_279142_n by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2644/5753403216_15eb2ac7a9.jpg" alt="250106_2159846718584_1319021014_32611996_279142_n" height="371" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Peanut on the left, and "Peanut Daddy".  If you look, you can see Peanut's ears on either side, and a tail. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5752858153/" title="227400_2159835798311_1319021014_32611970_6180709_n by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5149/5752858153_fa3a1859c7.jpg" alt="227400_2159835798311_1319021014_32611970_6180709_n" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best...This is a picture of "A" at daycare.  Anyone who knows her knows that she has a MOP of black hair--seriously, the most hair I've ever seen on an infant.  I reminded Zoe to remember A's hair, and she said, as she was drawing, "I can't forget her ponytail".   It's not too far off from the real kid. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-7206980172735572873?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7206980172735572873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=7206980172735572873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7206980172735572873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7206980172735572873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/05/zoe-artiste.html' title='Zoe the Artiste...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5264/5752858201_803f18acea_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-3795965411114544203</id><published>2011-05-20T18:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T18:23:22.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, Peanut's going nutty and crying and making all kinds of racket.  (I personally think she needs her litter box changed--this is usually what  it means).  Anyway, Zoe's all concerned and can't get past it.  I tell  her she has to ignore it, and it'll stop soon.  Then she stops and says,  "You know, I think she's asking me to read to her.  I can't do it now  because I'm eating.  When I'm done eating my dinner, I can read to her.   Is that okay, mommy?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Zoe, it sure is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-3795965411114544203?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/3795965411114544203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=3795965411114544203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3795965411114544203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3795965411114544203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-peanuts-going-nutty-and-crying-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-6093742904002515364</id><published>2011-05-15T10:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T10:06:41.824-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day and other stuff...Last backtrack post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5720386088/" title="605 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2720/5720386088_e07a8c2fc9.jpg" alt="605" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Mother's Day, I got flowers...My first dandelion bouquet.  Zoe said that the flowers are for each of us, in order from left to right, Noah, Zoe, and me...her words, not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719916025/" title="608 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3418/5719916025_629f6f6dcc.jpg" alt="608" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rare shot of Momma and Zoe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719920697/" title="617 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2085/5719920697_f68ae794fc.jpg" alt="617" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe and Daddy fooling around :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, and that should be it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-6093742904002515364?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/6093742904002515364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=6093742904002515364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6093742904002515364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6093742904002515364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day-and-other-stufflast.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day and other stuff...Last backtrack post.'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2720/5720386088_e07a8c2fc9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-669406250111446445</id><published>2011-05-15T10:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T10:03:10.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Backtracking Post #7, big girl bed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5720382344/" title="600 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2072/5720382344_f57096bafd.jpg" alt="600" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe is officially in a big girl bed.  We converted her crib into a toddler bed, and she LOVES it.  We've had no issues of her getting out of bed when she's not supposed to.  In fact, in the morning, she's allowed to get out of bed and get a book/toys from her room and play quietly.  But, she won't.  She insists on hanging in her bed until we tell her it's okay!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-669406250111446445?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/669406250111446445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=669406250111446445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/669406250111446445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/669406250111446445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/05/backtracking-post-7-big-girl-bed.html' title='Backtracking Post #7, big girl bed!'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2072/5720382344_f57096bafd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-749871864929739451</id><published>2011-05-15T09:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T10:00:28.137-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Backtracking Post #6, Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719773389/" title="535 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2548/5719773389_04b8951b86.jpg" alt="535" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719777241/" title="541 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2355/5719777241_ef0f55fabf.jpg" alt="541" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5720342954/" title="550 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2248/5720342954_782588b605.jpg" alt="550" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All dressed up and ready to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719786377/" title="554 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3266/5719786377_94cff5415e.jpg" alt="554" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5720348778/" title="558 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3286/5720348778_32638937ab.jpg" alt="558" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my personal favorite. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719796231/" title="564 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3494/5719796231_c70b9596b9.jpg" alt="564" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hunting for eggs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719802601/" title="573 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3248/5719802601_b09ef4e4fb.jpg" alt="573" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only pic where both Zoe and Brody were facing the same direction..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719808649/" title="579 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3075/5719808649_6a1af09381.jpg" alt="579" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719815671/" title="588 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3046/5719815671_cfe387d8be.jpg" alt="588" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe dyed more eggs with Auntie Darcy while Brody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719816401/" title="589 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2650/5719816401_2cea5858cf.jpg" alt="589" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stole Zoe's hat. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-749871864929739451?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/749871864929739451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-410643131265897688</id><published>2011-05-15T09:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T09:50:03.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Backtracking Post #5, Just like Daddy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719708313/" title="436 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3024/5719708313_c5464c22be.jpg" alt="436" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719717297/" title="450 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2541/5719717297_51fab14d7a.jpg" alt="450" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-410643131265897688?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3024/5719708313_c5464c22be_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-7594303546752475420</id><published>2011-05-15T09:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T09:48:22.651-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Backtracking Post #4, Artist in Residence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719703533/" title="429 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2426/5719703533_6de923ed4a.jpg" alt="429" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(BTW, those oil crayons are terrible...they get all over every.thing.you.touch.and.then.some.  So, we replaced them with dry erase markers)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5720265162/" title="432 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2137/5720265162_1fd2c544cf.jpg" alt="432" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719706171/" title="433 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2360/5719706171_7b3e762e8b.jpg" alt="433" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemplating her next creation. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-7594303546752475420?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7594303546752475420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=7594303546752475420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7594303546752475420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7594303546752475420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/05/backtracking-post-4-artist-in-residence.html' title='Backtracking Post #4, Artist in Residence'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2426/5719703533_6de923ed4a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-4338554021992434604</id><published>2011-05-15T09:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T09:45:11.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Backtracking Post #3, princess Zoe</title><content type='html'>We all know Zoe loves to dance and pretend to be a princess....what a better thing to do than combine the two??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5720258198/" title="422 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3659/5720258198_90f9c64a1d.jpg" alt="422" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's actually not, "wait a second", she's counting to start her dancing with the ballerina DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5720258880/" title="423 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2744/5720258880_705f51b8a3.jpg" alt="423" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes..such a polite princess.  So discreet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5720262500/" title="428 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2694/5720262500_f3f8732e8a.jpg" alt="428" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing her own thing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-4338554021992434604?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/4338554021992434604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=4338554021992434604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4338554021992434604'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5720218812/" title="363 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2705/5720218812_32b5688783.jpg" alt="363" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719662589/" title="369 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3339/5719662589_9ecf463edc.jpg" alt="369" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719664631/" title="372 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3014/5719664631_0f5d9dec57.jpg" alt="372" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719666073/" title="374 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2094/5719666073_7632086b01.jpg" alt="374" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5720232744/" title="383 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2196/5720232744_a4bd9998a8.jpg" alt="383" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we spend a vacation day...Taking care of babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5720234516/" title="386 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2048/5720234516_9d4623f772.jpg" alt="386" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very serious stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719679899/" title="394 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3070/5719679899_d51110237f.jpg" alt="394" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5720243926/" title="400 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3276/5720243926_49ae7efbe8.jpg" alt="400" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah fooling with my remote for the camera...it works. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719690723/" title="411 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3084/5719690723_485b9a9b85.jpg" alt="411" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-250837730590359769?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/250837730590359769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=250837730590359769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/250837730590359769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/250837730590359769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/05/backtracking-post-2-playing-around.html' title='Backtracking Post #2, playing around'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2705/5720218812_32b5688783_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-1082260631583965930</id><published>2011-05-15T09:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T09:34:08.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Backtracking Post #1, Zoe's birthday...</title><content type='html'>Okay, I stink, I know.  It's May 14, 3 months after Zoe's birthday, and I'm just NOW posting pics.  Whatever. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The festivities started when Gaga, Papa, and Uncle G came over to deliver Zoe's doll house, something Auntie Darcy played with as a kid.  This was also so that Uncle G could spend time with Z for her birthday, since he had to work on the actual day of the party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719586675/" title="249 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2306/5719586675_2dfe82020a.jpg" alt="249" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think she likes it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719588835/" title="253 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3467/5719588835_9ccfb57ac8.jpg" alt="253" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719592859/" title="260 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2691/5719592859_f217976d3e.jpg" alt="260" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the cake for our little princess this year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time for some fun at &lt;a href="http://www.imajinethat.com"&gt;Imajine That&lt;/a&gt; with friends and family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5720154392/" title="262 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3432/5720154392_3916bb2d55.jpg" alt="262" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe with Morgan, our neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719597515/" title="269 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2010/5719597515_b4529b6b8e.jpg" alt="269" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousin Brody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5720159300/" title="271 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3615/5720159300_e6e0e80f78.jpg" alt="271" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousin Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719599509/" title="272 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3441/5719599509_f86327c2a3.jpg" alt="272" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mason patiently waiting for juice and pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719600893/" title="274 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2707/5719600893_e403f7299a.jpg" alt="274" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousin Jacob--he was a bit pooped from all that playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5720164122/" title="278 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3359/5720164122_d224ae6c5a.jpg" alt="278" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe's friend Logan from daycare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5720165680/" title="280 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2794/5720165680_1a5076a2f3.jpg" alt="280" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening gifts, with a little help from Morgan and Victoria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719607169/" title="283 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3175/5719607169_ef771779c5.jpg" alt="283" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend hugs with Victoria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719627673/" title="314 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3021/5719627673_62e1738e3e.jpg" alt="314" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening gifts ON her birthday from Mommy and Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5719635183/" title="325 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2139/5719635183_78eaa173aa.jpg" alt="325" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Tinker Bell had enough and was hitting the wine bottles...I just had to post this because it's so funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you can see, Zoe had a VERY nice birthday, and a very belated THANK YOU to all who came.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-1082260631583965930?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/1082260631583965930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=1082260631583965930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-3689152138648302504</id><published>2011-05-13T15:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T16:01:16.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>drive by...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id=":2mf"&gt;Z:  I don't want this pop anymore...I want another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":2me" dir="ltr" class="kl"&gt;me:  That's the only pop you get.  If you don't like it, put it on the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":2md" dir="ltr" class="kl"&gt;Z:  I'll keep licking it to be sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Yes, I know I'm long overdue.  Big post coming with lots of pics and updates. :)&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/2708554346578400216-3689152138648302504?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/3689152138648302504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=3689152138648302504&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3689152138648302504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3689152138648302504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/05/drive-by.html' title='drive by...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-3800984865004749837</id><published>2011-03-03T18:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T18:12:51.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone have an application to Harvard??</title><content type='html'>So, this morning, Zoe was in the kitchen with Noah getting something from the fridge.  On the floor next to it, we have some bottles of soda and juice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe:  Look, there is a LOT of drinks!  1, 2, 3, 4 drinks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us:  yes, Z, very good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe:  Aaaaand, if you take one away, you have THREE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-3800984865004749837?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/3800984865004749837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=3800984865004749837&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3800984865004749837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3800984865004749837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/03/anyone-have-application-to-harvard.html' title='Anyone have an application to Harvard??'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-7890586126105412061</id><published>2011-02-21T16:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T16:27:43.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoe Philosophy 101</title><content type='html'>"If something itchy itches you, it's itchy."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-7890586126105412061?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7890586126105412061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=7890586126105412061&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7890586126105412061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7890586126105412061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/02/zoe-philosophy-101.html' title='Zoe Philosophy 101'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-6643807106484063050</id><published>2011-02-14T20:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T20:33:31.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a sneak...</title><content type='html'>Today, being Valentine's Day, Zoe got a small gift bag for the day (yes, in addition to her birthday gifts).  Inside was about 10 chocolates, and of course, she wanted some...at 6am.  Noah told her no, because it was too early.  He apparently dozed off on the couch for a few minutes, and the next thing he knows, he wakes up and sees *5* wrappers on the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe told me, later in the afternoon, when she saw the remaining chocolates way up on the counter, "Daddy wouldn't let me eat my chocolates," while hanging her head with a pout that said, 'I'm going to look cute and maybe Mommy will give me them!!'.  I saw that there had been some missing, but didn't know why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I didn't give them to her. :)  She still needed to eat dinner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-6643807106484063050?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/6643807106484063050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=6643807106484063050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6643807106484063050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6643807106484063050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-sneak.html' title='What a sneak...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-4716527223397394849</id><published>2011-02-14T20:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T20:28:14.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 3rd Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxxYVVCu7ro/TVnVUuvheGI/AAAAAAAABuI/lyjTt9yBRSA/s1600/DSC00889%2B%2528Medium%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxxYVVCu7ro/TVnVUuvheGI/AAAAAAAABuI/lyjTt9yBRSA/s320/DSC00889%2B%2528Medium%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573720565969156194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy 3rd birthday to the happiest, most energetic, lovable, empathic, fun-loving, smart, beautiful little girl I know.  She has brought us more joy than we could imagine.  She taught us love that we never knew existed.  We love you Zoe...you're the best thing that's happened to your Mommy and Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5397968995/" title="IMG_8328 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 401px; height: 268px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5291/5397968995_69c0a79643.jpg" alt="IMG_8328" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-4716527223397394849?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/4716527223397394849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=4716527223397394849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4716527223397394849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4716527223397394849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-3rd-birthday.html' title='Happy 3rd Birthday!!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxxYVVCu7ro/TVnVUuvheGI/AAAAAAAABuI/lyjTt9yBRSA/s72-c/DSC00889%2B%2528Medium%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-2268158034920210722</id><published>2011-02-13T21:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T22:06:29.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Party day!</title><content type='html'>Pictures will be posted tomorrow...after we get the little birthday celebration with Mommy and Daddy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we celebrated Zoe's birthday at Imajine That.  She.had.a.blast.  Oh my.  She ran and ran and ran.  It was SO hard to keep track of her in that place because she RAN everywhere, but it was great.  They were so helpful there, so we were able to relax and enjoy (?) the kids running around.  We had good pizza, watched Zoe open up LOTS of gifts (she has a LOT of things for dressup now...thanks everyone!), and ate cake and ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, we told Zoe that we had more celebrating to do tomorrow, on her birthday, with us.  She was excited, and got even more excited when I told her she would be able to choose her meal.  She said, "Oh BOY!  We can eat POPSICLES!"  Um, I don't know about that.  We later decided she may not have that option THIS year.  ;)   We'll get our special Valentine's Day meal while she gets whatever she wants--eating "as a family" as she puts it (whenever we're all together, we're doing whatever it is "as a family"). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little baby is not so little anymore.  She's turning into quite the little lady!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-2268158034920210722?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/2268158034920210722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=2268158034920210722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2268158034920210722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2268158034920210722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/02/party-day.html' title='Party day!'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-6191474216541389320</id><published>2011-02-09T17:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T17:46:03.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions...</title><content type='html'>My friend Elizabeth posted these questions on her blog.  Maybe if we both remember, we can do this each year....it's kinda funny what she said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite book?&lt;br /&gt;a polka dot one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite t.v. show?&lt;br /&gt;Calliou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Ella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;popcorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite drink?&lt;br /&gt;milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are special things you like to do with Daddy?&lt;br /&gt;playing games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are special things you like to do with Mommy?&lt;br /&gt;read stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;There's a Party in my Tummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you like to sing to?&lt;br /&gt;Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;a station master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite toy?&lt;br /&gt;my doll house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Mommy's job?&lt;br /&gt;school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Daddy's job?&lt;br /&gt;goes into work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-6191474216541389320?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/6191474216541389320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=6191474216541389320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6191474216541389320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6191474216541389320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/02/questions.html' title='Questions...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-9212222426381897006</id><published>2011-02-05T23:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:08:36.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Little Pigs</title><content type='html'>All day today...Zoe's wanted to reenact the 3 Little Pigs.  She has to be the Big Bad Wolf, and we get to be a pig who says, "not by the hair of my chinny chin chin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the rule is that we switch off but Noah and I didn't know until she tells us "nonono, Daddy's turn!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alllllll daaaaaaay loooonng.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Little pig, little pig, let me in!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then, I'll HUFF, and I'll PUFF, and I'll BLOW your house down!" (complete with the ffffffffff of the blow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we squeal, "oooh nooo!!! Ahhh!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;repeat.  Again, and again, and again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she may have a future as an actress.   She *is* a drama queen already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-9212222426381897006?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/9212222426381897006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=9212222426381897006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/9212222426381897006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/9212222426381897006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/02/3-little-pigs.html' title='3 Little Pigs'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-8780455688374513932</id><published>2011-02-05T22:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T22:56:34.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dining out...</title><content type='html'>...with Zoe is usually an adventure.  Now that she's potty trained, if it's a new restaurant, she needs to see the bathroom 234203498 times, and otherwise, she's moving from seat to seat, plays with sugar packets, wants to say hi to EVERYone who walks by, but is generally good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an improvement from when she was younger and wouldn't sit still...someone would be walking the restaurant with her the entire time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, we didn't go to restaurants often (still don't) and would often only go with other people.  It just made life easier and would offer a distraction for Zoe (heck, us too!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today, we went to the 99 for lunch.  We like it, and the kids' menu has a couple of things we KNOW Zoe will eat (always a plus when you have a kid who won't eat pizza or hot dogs regularly, doesn't like burgers, and tires of chicken and fries).  Zoe ordered the macaroni and cheese, with applesauce, and munched on popcorn while she waited.  When her meal came, she was patient while I stirred it around (checking to see if it was cool enough).  Now, you must understand, Zoe is not a kid who will eat ANY mac and cheese.  It must be that cheap Kraft mac and cheese--you know the kind made with powdered cheese product.  Skinnier noodles, orange, the whole nine yards.  And some restaurants have *that* for kids.  But not the 99.  I fully expected Zoe to turn her nose at it and ONLY eat the applesauce.  Yes, I have a mac and cheese snob.  She won't even eat MY homemade stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she chowed down on it like there was nothing left in the world to eat.  When she said she was done and wanted that applesauce, I asked her if she had a few more bites left...without a bit of argument, she said yes, picked up her fork, and kept eating.  Noah and I stopped our conversation and just stared at each other.  She *never* does that without a fight.  NEVER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and she told us it was "the best macaroni and cheese EVER!". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, on top of all that, she used a napkin appropriately, and independently, as her face would get messy with the cheese. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah...she's getting so big!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-8780455688374513932?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/8780455688374513932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=8780455688374513932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/8780455688374513932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/8780455688374513932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/02/dining-out.html' title='Dining out...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-9092123907013023852</id><published>2011-02-04T18:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T18:56:47.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing...</title><content type='html'>I find it absolutely amazing when I can take just a peek at what is going inside my daughter's brain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we were watching Yo Gabba Gabba.  The episode was about a circus, and there was a ring master.  They mentioned the circus ring, and Zoe found that to be pretty funny.  Since she's pretty much figured out all her letter sounds (crazy, right?), I asked her if she knew what ring started with...she said "e".   Apparently, we have a bit to work on there. :)  Anyway, when I said the sound, and asked her what letter said that, Zoe repeated the sound and said, "rrrrrrat....Ring and rat start with the same letter!"  Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we're watching else, and it shows an apple tree.  She turns to me, "Mommy, that apple tree is just like the ones I saw before.  I went apple picking!"  I said, "Yes, you did!  Do you remember who went with you?"  "Grammy and Grampy, Jacob, and Emma was there!  She was a baby!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it amazing the things she remembers at this point.  It's like her memory is really starting to kick into gear. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing stuff, I tell you, watching this little lady growing up. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-9092123907013023852?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/9092123907013023852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=9092123907013023852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/9092123907013023852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/9092123907013023852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/02/amazing.html' title='Amazing...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-7381194453808649157</id><published>2011-01-29T11:34:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T12:14:03.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Zoe Beautiful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 style="font-weight: normal;" class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zoe  is running around the kitchen shouting, "oh yeah!!  oh yeah!!  Everyone  clap"  while wearing her cinderella dressup shoes, socks, animal print  sweat pants, strings of dark green, blue, purple, and light green pearls, a white pearl bracelet, and a pink jammy shirt with santa and reindeer on it....my  stylin' daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5398588236/" title="IMG_8371 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5051/5398588236_33ff843394.jpg" alt="IMG_8371" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5397985299/" title="IMG_8366 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5140/5397985299_165737a344.jpg" alt="IMG_8366" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah says, "Zoe, you're a fashion plate."  Zoe replies, "I'm not a fashion plate, I'm Zoe Beautiful!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and is back to running around like before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-7381194453808649157?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7381194453808649157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=7381194453808649157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7381194453808649157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7381194453808649157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-zoe-beautiful.html' title='I&apos;m Zoe Beautiful...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5051/5398588236_33ff843394_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-8749946727526972711</id><published>2011-01-29T09:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T09:41:51.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I couldn't be more proud</title><content type='html'>This morning Zoe decided that she would like to watch a movie. When I asked her which one she wanted to see, she started to look through every DVD we have out. As she got into the Blu-Ray movies, she noticed that one of them was still unopened, so she pulled it out to ask me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which movie was it? Army of Darkness, one of my favorite movies, and one that is definitely not appropriate for her. I said, "Zoe, you won't like that one because it is scary." Of course, that got her really interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What movie is it, Daddy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's called Army of Darkness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Army of Darkness? I love that movie! I want to watch it right now!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-8749946727526972711?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/8749946727526972711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=8749946727526972711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/8749946727526972711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/8749946727526972711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-couldnt-be-more-proud.html' title='I couldn&apos;t be more proud'/><author><name>Noah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13424316475975509978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9oa5YArm46c/SVf2lAXHCOI/AAAAAAAAACY/e5RhWeqvx_w/S220/unclesam.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-5511060158085599935</id><published>2011-01-28T19:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T19:39:01.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you think Zoe has enough stuffed animals???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TUNhh0tNPfI/AAAAAAAABt4/0d1XV2L3Ng4/s1600/168900_1862997017660_1323010554_2184007_6489986_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TUNhh0tNPfI/AAAAAAAABt4/0d1XV2L3Ng4/s320/168900_1862997017660_1323010554_2184007_6489986_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567400798071897586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This isn't even a fraction of what she really has.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, no more stuffed animals.  Please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-5511060158085599935?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/5511060158085599935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=5511060158085599935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/5511060158085599935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/5511060158085599935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/01/do-you-think-zoe-has-enough-stuffed.html' title='Do you think Zoe has enough stuffed animals???'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TUNhh0tNPfI/AAAAAAAABt4/0d1XV2L3Ng4/s72-c/168900_1862997017660_1323010554_2184007_6489986_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-2400920642275028766</id><published>2011-01-27T12:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T12:40:11.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>more quotes from Zoe...</title><content type='html'>Today is a snow day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5392945913/" title="168053_1904740141079_1319021014_32234263_6826986_n by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5298/5392945913_4e14746ed9.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="168053_1904740141079_1319021014_32234263_6826986_n" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taken with my cell phone...forgive the quality!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Zoe is in her jammies, jamming out on her drum.  She stops, holds up her stick, and says, "laaaadies and geeeentlemen, booooyyyys and giiiiiiirrrrrlllls...Presentiiiiiiiing, ME!!!!" then she starts to bow from her seat and says, "thank you, thank you, thank you very much." and goes on drumming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, she is standing on the chair in the living room (not supposed to, but she was...bear with me).  She turns to me and asks, "Is it fun being high?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm *pretty* sure she meant, high up off the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's it.  We'll go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, for the record.  I have no idea if it's fun being high.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-2400920642275028766?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/2400920642275028766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=2400920642275028766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2400920642275028766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2400920642275028766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/01/more-quotes-from-zoe.html' title='more quotes from Zoe...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5298/5392945913_4e14746ed9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-2722603934343211609</id><published>2011-01-25T19:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T19:59:44.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmmm...</title><content type='html'>As I was asking Zoe what she wanted to eat for dinner, since she didn't the delicious homemade mac and cheese I was making (she's nuts...if it's not the box stuff, she won't touch it), she tells me, "My udder mudder, Andi, lets me eat cookies for dinner." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooohhhhh-kay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, THIS mother only lets her have cookies AFTER her dinner if she's eaten what we feel is an appropriate dinner.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and yes, she did eat enough of her pasta with butter and cheese to get a cookie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-2722603934343211609?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/2722603934343211609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=2722603934343211609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2722603934343211609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2722603934343211609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/01/hmmmm.html' title='hmmmm...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-149900604789394603</id><published>2011-01-23T07:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T07:42:28.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where does she get this stuff??</title><content type='html'>I was putting on a dress on one of her dolls.  I told her to come and get it, adding "young lady" to the end of it.  She tells me, "I'm not a young lady!"  I said, "yes, yes you are!!"  Then she stops, turns to me and says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I doubt it!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-149900604789394603?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/149900604789394603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=149900604789394603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/149900604789394603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/149900604789394603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/01/where-does-she-get-this-stuff.html' title='Where does she get this stuff??'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-2696367615179193259</id><published>2011-01-23T07:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T07:08:42.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Now...</title><content type='html'>Zoe looked out the window of our house....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe:  "Mommy, there's no more snow on the street!"&lt;br /&gt;me:   "I know, honey!"&lt;br /&gt;Zoe:  "My people did a good job shoveling!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-2696367615179193259?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/2696367615179193259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=2696367615179193259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2696367615179193259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2696367615179193259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-now.html' title='Just Now...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-157290440969211636</id><published>2011-01-16T10:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T10:50:50.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoe's Newest Craze</title><content type='html'>...it would be peach yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I* am not a fan, but her great-grandmother, my Memere, looooooved all things peach.  She'd be so proud her namesake shared her love of peach. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-157290440969211636?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/157290440969211636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=157290440969211636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/157290440969211636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/157290440969211636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/01/zoes-newest-craze.html' title='Zoe&apos;s Newest Craze'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-25543327697935184</id><published>2011-01-16T09:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T09:29:07.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoe Logic 101</title><content type='html'>Zoe just came to me and said in a pitifully sad voice, "Mommy, I need hot chocolate so I will stop coughing."  And she coughs the quietest forced cough she could muster up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you say no to that??  Her hot cocoa is currently cooling down so she'll be able to sip it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-25543327697935184?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/25543327697935184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=25543327697935184&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/25543327697935184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/25543327697935184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/01/zoe-logic-101.html' title='Zoe Logic 101'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-3333731264951402162</id><published>2011-01-15T18:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T18:31:32.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Color Creations...</title><content type='html'>So, Zoe thought it'd be fun to color (with crayons) on the ceramic tile in the kitchen.  Of course, no artwork would be complete without coloring IN the grout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, a baby wipe pretty much got it all up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, no, there's no picture of the evidence.  I was too focused on figuring out how to get it off the grout to think to get a picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-3333731264951402162?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/3333731264951402162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=3333731264951402162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3333731264951402162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3333731264951402162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/01/color-creations.html' title='Color Creations...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-8083291634690760902</id><published>2011-01-14T21:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T21:27:39.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrations!</title><content type='html'>Right after Christmas, we had some celebrations.  First, it was Grammy's birthday (she was 29 again!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5355402493/" title="IMG_8249 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 439px; height: 293px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5089/5355402493_6793ce9e9a.jpg" alt="IMG_8249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5355403279/" title="IMG_8253 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 437px; height: 292px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5009/5355403279_0046d4029a.jpg" alt="IMG_8253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this the cutest picture of Zoe and Jacob?  They were walking back to Grammy and Grampy's place after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5355412399/" title="IMG_8234 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5242/5355412399_bcb7af9a40.jpg" alt="IMG_8234" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma just smirked at us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went down to celebrate Gaga and Papa's anniversary (34 years!) with a fun dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5356021002/" title="IMG_8268 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 451px; height: 302px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5166/5356021002_cf78b416cb.jpg" alt="IMG_8268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brody *loved* chasing Zoe around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5355404841/" title="IMG_8266 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 439px; height: 293px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5009/5355404841_e2c5e6b884.jpg" alt="IMG_8266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe had many heart to hearts with Auntie Darcy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5356032898/" title="IMG_8280 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5245/5356032898_a7ba836cb4.jpg" alt="IMG_8280" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brody enjoyed his cake AND Zoe's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5356022052/" title="IMG_8271 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 436px; height: 291px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5168/5356022052_c1021676e3.jpg" alt="IMG_8271" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we took a break for Yo Gabba Gabba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-8083291634690760902?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5089/5355402493_6793ce9e9a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-29802943660888983</id><published>2011-01-14T21:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T21:12:53.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow day!</title><content type='html'>This is what WE do on a snow day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5356034416/" title="IMG_8289 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5081/5356034416_ffa4b4ec8c.jpg" alt="IMG_8289" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dress up as a princess over our jammies...complete with the shoes, purse (filled with her earrings), magic wand, jewels, and her magic crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5356035908/" title="IMG_8303 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5123/5356035908_5b989f5c58.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_8303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get ready to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5355420261/" title="IMG_8304 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5206/5355420261_0e36dd8e0e.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_8304" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...roll in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5356037800/" title="IMG_8313 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5241/5356037800_ca806df275.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_8313" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eat the snow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5356038180/" title="IMG_8314 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5210/5356038180_d9453d3635.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_8314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show people how it's done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5355422503/" title="IMG_8315 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5244/5355422503_5377461323.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_8315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And refuel with chicken and fries...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-29802943660888983?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/29802943660888983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-4888740713163440503</id><published>2011-01-13T21:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T21:26:41.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Time Troubles</title><content type='html'>For awhile now, we've had a tough time going to sleep.  They would get slightly better, but then went down hill again.  I think it started the night she got sick in her crib.  I'll spare you the details.  Trust me when I say, it'd probably freak me out from going in my bed, if I were in her situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was on an upswing, we had figured we'd try Operation Binky Removal.  Zoe only uses her bink at night and in her crib.  We had talked it up for a couple of weeks....talk about how the Binky Fairy would come, take her binky to new babies who needed them, and then would leave a gift.  At first, Zoe wasn't buying it.  In true Zoe fashion, she would tell us, "Only SANTA leaves toys!"  After we explained that the Fairy could also leave toys, and even asked her what she would want, she requested a Rapunzel doll.  You see, she saw the movie (her first) over Christmas break, and LOVED it!  At that point, we thought she was okay with it.  Zoe was a bit hesitant with the whole losing the binky situation, but she went with it...until push came to shove. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set up a nice container to put the binky in...she wanted to cover it with a cloth, and as she did that, I asked her to say bye-bye to it, and to tell it to be good to the new babies it'd help.  We thought that'd work...the Potty Fairy worked, so why not the Binky Fairy?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night was rough.  There was lots of crying, saying she was scared of the dark, etc. The next day, a Saturday night, she was so tired from falling asleep in the car, she just went right down without fighting with us.  We thought we were on our way to success.  The following night, Sunday....yeah, that was bad.  Back to a similar MO as Friday.  She asked for multiple stories, asked for us to sit with her, keep the door open, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night was so rough that she had a tough time sleeping, and then woke up at around midnight.  Nearly inconsolable.  I stayed up with her until 4am..at least I think it was 4am.  That's when I finally made her shut her light and *I* fell asleep on her floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night, we gave in.  We gave it back.  We need our sleep more than we needed her to NOT have the binky.  Concessions were made...she had to send Rapunzel back to the Binky Fairy.  She can ONLY have the bink IN the crib (not running around upstairs like before), and she doesn't get it at daycare anymore.  She knows, when she wants her Rapunzel doll again, she just has to give back the binky.  I have a feeling we'll be hiding the doll for awhile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with the binky back, we still have had tough nights.  She doesn't want to sleep by herself and insists that we need to be with her.   Last night, we just let her cry until she fell asleep.  It didn't get to the puking stage, thankfully, but it was still hard to listen too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight there was no fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yes, she's still in a crib.  She loves that thing.  We've talked about big girl beds, but she's not really interested.  She did tell us that OUR bed is her big girl bed.  Um, no, but we'll convert her crib to a bed when she's ready.  Like, when she goes off to college at this point. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-4888740713163440503?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/4888740713163440503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=4888740713163440503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4888740713163440503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4888740713163440503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/01/night-time-troubles.html' title='Night Time Troubles'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-1600416809911158781</id><published>2011-01-13T18:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T18:51:45.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes from Zoe</title><content type='html'>Zoe:  You know, Mommy, I don't like mud.  Mud is dirty.&lt;br /&gt;me:  Yes, it is, honey.&lt;br /&gt;Zoe:  Someone needs to put something in it to clean it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alrighty then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later...we made corn muffins.  First she tells me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mommy, I like corn muffins...I just don't like corn.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when it's time to eat one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, I don't like corn muffins, but I do like muffins.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she ate an entire corn muffin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-1600416809911158781?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/1600416809911158781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=1600416809911158781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1600416809911158781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1600416809911158781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/01/quotes-from-zoe.html' title='Quotes from Zoe'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-5214665226471179953</id><published>2011-01-04T21:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T21:35:28.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>STITCHES!</title><content type='html'>Zoe had Noah and me in stitches tonight...unintentionally, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was on the potty, just before bed tonight, and she saw her stacking cups on the floor (for the tub).  She wanted them, and we had said no, because we were trying to speed up the process to get onto the rest of our bedtime routine.  She gets very indignant about it and starts to pout.  She makes her voice deeper, bends her head down, looking at Noah (as if she were looking over glasses), points to her face and says, "Look at this face.  I have a BIG FROWN."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my goodness....I about died.  I started to laugh SO hard and had to walk away (I didn't want her to think I was laughing AT her!).  Noah basically mirrored what she did until Zoe was also laughing, and by that time, we were ALL laughing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness, she's got quite the flair for the dramatic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-5214665226471179953?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/5214665226471179953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=5214665226471179953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/5214665226471179953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/5214665226471179953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/01/stitches.html' title='STITCHES!'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-6450665293307830956</id><published>2011-01-04T20:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T20:20:14.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoe "Reading"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TSPFKNTBKDI/AAAAAAAABtg/wT-06M1X8co/s1600/zoereading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TSPFKNTBKDI/AAAAAAAABtg/wT-06M1X8co/s320/zoereading.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558503144264116274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, sorta.  The other night and then again tonight, instead one of us reading to her, she chose to 'read' to us.  She knows the story of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Green Eggs and Ham&lt;/span&gt; by Dr. Seuss.  What she did was follow the pictures, and tell us the story, picture by picture.  Favorite phrases, "I do not like green eggs and ham, I do not like them in a box, I do not like them with a fox, I do not like them with a mouse, I do not like them in a house...Try them, you'll like it!"  This repeats for awhile, as you can imagine, until....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like it!  I like green eggs and ham.  I like green eggs and ham.  I like green eggs and ham.  And they lived happily ever after.  The end."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)  I love this girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-6450665293307830956?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/6450665293307830956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=6450665293307830956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6450665293307830956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6450665293307830956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2011/01/zoe-reading.html' title='Zoe &quot;Reading&quot;'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TSPFKNTBKDI/AAAAAAAABtg/wT-06M1X8co/s72-c/zoereading.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-4177535970168863721</id><published>2010-12-29T21:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T22:29:16.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Pics of Zoe...</title><content type='html'>Someone I know stole this from a friend of hers, and I figured I'd just 'borrow' from her.  Borrow because I don't know if I could do one a day...but I can put 12 pics of Z from each month of the year for this past year together in a post.  You see, the original idea was to post a picture a day for each month of the past year--one a day.  Given my posting of late, I wasn't sure if I'd be able to keep up with it...so here's one post of all 12 pics! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4285801500/" title="IMG_5723 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 315px; height: 471px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4285801500_10ebcac508.jpg" alt="IMG_5723" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4358236756/" title="IMG_5832 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 434px; height: 291px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2701/4358236756_d3eb67804a.jpg" alt="IMG_5832" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4469893675/" title="IMG_5918 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 291px; height: 432px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4054/4469893675_ba8ce6b97f.jpg" alt="IMG_5918" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4541536115/" title="IMG_6365 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 425px; height: 284px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2751/4541536115_2fb1e50f6d.jpg" alt="IMG_6365" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630816280/" title="517 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 292px; height: 437px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3337/4630816280_e389fca92f.jpg" alt="517" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4728562361/" title="IMG_6940 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 448px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1121/4728562361_a608179a78.jpg" alt="IMG_6940" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4783195750/" title="IMG_7201 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 443px; height: 296px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4102/4783195750_24da95bde4.jpg" alt="IMG_7201" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5074231970/" title="Zoe 389 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 446px; height: 298px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4152/5074231970_b5153e2ace.jpg" alt="Zoe 389" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5074382640/" title="Zoe 546 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 446px; height: 299px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4151/5074382640_2d4928956b.jpg" alt="Zoe 546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5124994786/" title="038 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 445px; height: 298px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1216/5124994786_b949c383bb.jpg" alt="038" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5225332856/" title="063 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 299px; height: 446px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5121/5225332856_51c419ddf4.jpg" alt="063" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242051761/" title="072 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 302px; height: 451px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5044/5242051761_9971c771cc.jpg" alt="072" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo...what'd you think??  She's definitely not a little baby anymore. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-4177535970168863721?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/4177535970168863721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=4177535970168863721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4177535970168863721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4177535970168863721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/12/12-pics-of-zoe.html' title='12 Pics of Zoe...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4285801500_10ebcac508_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-6259939617858003308</id><published>2010-12-29T18:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T18:33:21.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So, Zoe has a boyfriend...</title><content type='html'>Or so she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told Noah today that she has a boyfriend James, who she met at her birthday party.  He's 4 years old, she says, and supposedly, he bought her the jeans she has on today.  She specifically said he got her the heart button on her waist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, she knows no one named James...that we know of!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-6259939617858003308?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/6259939617858003308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=6259939617858003308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6259939617858003308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6259939617858003308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-zoe-has-boyfriend.html' title='So, Zoe has a boyfriend...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-2975964253035825211</id><published>2010-12-28T19:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T20:10:13.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'>festivities!!</title><content type='html'>First we...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242034257/" title="038 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 306px; height: 456px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5121/5242034257_d9397b6d42.jpg" alt="038" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242052573/" title="074 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 305px; height: 455px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5127/5242052573_aa9f0b888a.jpg" alt="074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242645844/" title="075 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 304px; height: 454px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5086/5242645844_298e68325b.jpg" alt="075" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decorated the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301261501/" title="IMG_8136 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 421px; height: 281px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5250/5301261501_d4c57f6fe5.jpg" alt="IMG_8136" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decorated a gingerbread house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301265133/" title="IMG_8143 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 424px; height: 283px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5210/5301265133_6c6f0c067e.jpg" alt="IMG_8143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe's finished product!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made mustaches with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301266217/" title="IMG_8145 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 424px; height: 283px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5290/5301266217_2d71b3f94d.jpg" alt="IMG_8145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ice cream!  (see, just give Zoe ice cream with M&amp;amp;Ms and she'll eat it!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a break to watch some TV...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301270079/" title="IMG_8154 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 430px; height: 287px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5203/5301270079_5deccee8ed.jpg" alt="IMG_8154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with Dora (by the time the camera came out, Z was long gone, unfortunately!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some gifts, we made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301866588/" title="IMG_8158 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 305px; height: 456px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5122/5301866588_7209f30a79.jpg" alt="IMG_8158" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOKIES!!  (we made some for Santa, too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set out cookies and chocolate milk for Santa because that IS his favorite (sorry, forgot pics for that) on Christmas Eve.  That night, Zoe went to bed as quickly as she's ever done.  You see, she loves loves loves Santa, thinks he's the greatest thing out there (who doesn't??).  Anyway, we told her that he can't come until we're ALL in bed and sleeping, and that to know that he's in the right house, he's even going to check on her in her bedroom.  She thought that was THE COOLEST. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Noah and I shared our Christmas gifts.  *I* tested out my new camera lens on Noah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301866222/" title="IMG_8160 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 436px; height: 291px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5044/5301866222_40a6e7af7b.jpg" alt="IMG_8160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, he tested it on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301274681/" title="IMG_8169 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 437px; height: 292px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5281/5301274681_7c5d978d92.jpg" alt="IMG_8169" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, Zoe woke up, as she normally does, bear-like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301870298/" title="IMG_8175 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 445px; height: 298px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5167/5301870298_19a7829cc2.jpg" alt="IMG_8175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO excited to see what Santa brought!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301276617/" title="IMG_8176 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 439px; height: 293px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5086/5301276617_881516dd3c.jpg" alt="IMG_8176" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe was a very good girl this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301871630/" title="IMG_8174 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 307px; height: 459px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5088/5301871630_754d81a116.jpg" alt="IMG_8174" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her stocking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301278187/" title="IMG_8180 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 449px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5289/5301278187_9af7f2476a.jpg" alt="IMG_8180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's blurry, buuut....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301873442/" title="IMG_8184 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 443px; height: 296px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5243/5301873442_5f922cc923.jpg" alt="IMG_8184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see how thrilled she was!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Auntie Darcy's house, Cousin Brody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301876080/" title="IMG_8192 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 433px; height: 289px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5287/5301876080_8e895cc587.jpg" alt="IMG_8192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great time with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301286429/" title="IMG_8199 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 309px; height: 462px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5042/5301286429_0d107b908a.jpg" alt="IMG_8199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress up clothes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked it on a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301882330/" title="IMG_8201 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 310px; height: 463px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5248/5301882330_319c884cea.jpg" alt="IMG_8201" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sit and spin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we all gave Gaga and Papa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301878364/" title="IMG_8196 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 422px; height: 282px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5206/5301878364_0bc45db616.jpg" alt="IMG_8196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a gift to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were even MORE gifts from Santa at Grammy and Grampy's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301881812/" title="IMG_8204 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 436px; height: 291px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5007/5301881812_ba472477ae.jpg" alt="IMG_8204" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another blurry one, but I can't resist this pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301883174/" title="IMG_8205 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 439px; height: 293px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5289/5301883174_751a660fd6.jpg" alt="IMG_8205" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob is holding an ornament of Buzz Lightyear and Woody from Toy Story.  He played with that until it had to be repaired.  He would have been content with JUST that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301294779/" title="IMG_8221 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 434px; height: 290px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5246/5301294779_4b52c6e64a.jpg" alt="IMG_8221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he opened his Buzz and Woody jammies.  He insisted on putting the shirt for both sets on (Woody is under Buzz).  Apparently, he didn't take them off until bath the NEXT DAY.  And, you see the car toy under him?  According to Auntie Jill, he "squealed like a little pig" playing with it....guess we scored on the gifts for Jacob this year, huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5301886612/" title="IMG_8216 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 439px; height: 293px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5205/5301886612_77e7917c29.jpg" alt="IMG_8216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just chilled in her Kenneth Cole outfit (every 3.5 month old needs that, right??). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, there are more pictures up on the flickr site.  :)  I hope everyone had a great Christmas.  I know we sure did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-2975964253035825211?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/2975964253035825211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=2975964253035825211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2975964253035825211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2975964253035825211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/12/festivities.html' title='festivities!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5121/5242034257_d9397b6d42_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-3206544804806430441</id><published>2010-12-25T21:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T21:19:59.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!</title><content type='html'>I will post again soon, with pictures and more of an update, but I wanted to just say from our house to yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Zoe was very very into Christmas this year, from Santa to the gifts to spending time with everyone.  She was patient and just took it all in, in her whirl-wind sort of way. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll share more when we are finished with our festivities and can post some of the 21432492049823 pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&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/2708554346578400216-3206544804806430441?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/3206544804806430441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=3206544804806430441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3206544804806430441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3206544804806430441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-7189745189138583963</id><published>2010-12-07T20:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T21:10:40.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5225317208/" title="034 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 436px; height: 292px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4127/5225317208_8b2b270df1.jpg" alt="034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took in a couple of parades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5224728373/" title="044 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 430px; height: 287px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5009/5224728373_7128545829.jpg" alt="044" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe got to hold Emma on Thanksgiving (can you tell she thinks it's QUITE a chore!:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5225327694/" title="054 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 416px; height: 278px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5007/5225327694_a93114568c.jpg" alt="054" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe waited for a meal she wouldn't eat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5225330390/" title="059 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 413px; height: 276px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5164/5225330390_86435395e5.jpg" alt="059" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Daddy did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5225335808/" title="069 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 412px; height: 275px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5285/5225335808_545f1d2206.jpg" alt="069" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma cheered the Patriots to a win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5225339254/" title="076 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 412px; height: 275px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5163/5225339254_d595ddb187.jpg" alt="076" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe asked me specifically for a picture with her Daddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks after Thanksgiving, we got together at Auntie Jill's for a visit from Santa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242612298/" title="008 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 413px; height: 276px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5041/5242612298_f68f1af734.jpg" alt="008" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids anxiously looking for the big guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242613302/" title="010 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 412px; height: 275px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5209/5242613302_d1c143c9ed.jpg" alt="010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe was SO excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242020775/" title="012 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5168/5242020775_2749eba1e1.jpg" alt="012" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he IS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242616922/" title="017 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 431px; height: 288px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5241/5242616922_a114f878f3.jpg" alt="017" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids all sat near Santa to listen to him read a story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242621910/" title="028 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 427px; height: 285px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5044/5242621910_2af642708b.jpg" alt="028" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob preferred the couch...he still isn't a fan of the big guy, apparently!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242619572/" title="023 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 427px; height: 285px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5207/5242619572_cf3006e54f.jpg" alt="023" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe was in awe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242620564/" title="025 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5049/5242620564_83f1dea2be.jpg" alt="025" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa reading "Twas The Night Before Christmas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242029563/" title="030 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5003/5242029563_b28d92bdb6.jpg" alt="030" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma was up first...she asked for lots of girlie toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242626456/" title="036 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5006/5242626456_28dab31d13.jpg" alt="036" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the little boy before Zoe asked a truck and a gas station...that is what ZOE asked Santa for.  We had even talked about what she was going to ask him.  She had told us she was asking Santa for a doll and Mickey Mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242034257/" title="038 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5121/5242034257_d9397b6d42.jpg" alt="038" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture warms my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242633718/" title="051 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 424px; height: 283px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5168/5242633718_d103ce21b1.jpg" alt="051" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They eventually got Jacob this close to Santa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242635812/" title="055 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5286/5242635812_fd645b22e0.jpg" alt="055" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma and Uncle Noah having a very serious conversation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242046659/" title="063 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 424px; height: 283px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5204/5242046659_6f7d68e523.jpg" alt="063" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think Zoe had too many donut holes...she wasn't feeling well and just wanted to cuddle with Auntie Jill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, we put the tree up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242050731/" title="070 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 433px; height: 289px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5164/5242050731_598e402901.jpg" alt="070" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe putting the first ornament on the tree.  She had a blast decorating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242051761/" title="072 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5044/5242051761_9971c771cc.jpg" alt="072" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud of her accomplishment!  She kept telling us "the tree is soooo preeeeetty!  It's beauuuuuuutiful!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5242645844/" title="075 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5086/5242645844_298e68325b.jpg" alt="075" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rare photo of Mommy and Zoe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-7189745189138583963?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7189745189138583963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=7189745189138583963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7189745189138583963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7189745189138583963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/12/photo-update.html' title='Photo update...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4127/5225317208_8b2b270df1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-5224788398805082027</id><published>2010-12-01T22:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T22:16:18.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love this girl!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5124995294/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4033/5124995294_e3f65e4562_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5124995294/"&gt;039&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/noahburt/"&gt;KingdoK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What a beautiful smile...too bad the balloon string was in the way!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-5224788398805082027?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/5224788398805082027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=5224788398805082027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/5224788398805082027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/5224788398805082027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-this-girl.html' title='Love this girl!!'/><author><name>Noah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13424316475975509978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9oa5YArm46c/SVf2lAXHCOI/AAAAAAAAACY/e5RhWeqvx_w/S220/unclesam.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4033/5124995294_e3f65e4562_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-7367438667338398027</id><published>2010-11-14T20:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T21:00:27.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>Zoe told me "gesundheit" when I sneezed, multiple times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe told me to "trade" with her (and then we successfully did so!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe introduced herself and then us to a perfect stranger, and told her that Santa was going to bring her lots of toys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe told us she loved us every chance she got. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe ate her weight in Goldfish crackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe told us, "mommy, you're a mudder.  Daddy, you're a father, and I'm a daughter."  But don't you dare interupt this dialogue (that she said more times than I can count!)....she gets mad, pouts and won't finish it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe told us emphatically that she didn't want to watch the football Noah wanted to watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Zoe insisted on going to BJ's holding her blue beaded necklace, a candy necklace, and a toy tambourine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is a typical day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-7367438667338398027?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7367438667338398027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=7367438667338398027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7367438667338398027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7367438667338398027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/11/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-2178239220082665398</id><published>2010-11-12T20:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T20:31:00.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roles...and other stuff...</title><content type='html'>Zoe has discovered that we play roles.  Our *names* are Mommy, Daddy, and Zoe.  However, she tells us, OFTEN, "Mommy, you're a mudder."  "Daddy, you're a farter."  I get a chuckle out of that one.  Unfortunately, she's now started saying 'father'.  She does look at me like I'm a nut-job when I say, "Zoe, you're a daughter." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Canky Doodle Dandy"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"One Two, Buckle My Shoe"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dancing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;saying "boo" to just about anyone near her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;reading&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;being a princess (wearing her tutu and holding her magic wand--she has 3 or 4)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chasing Peanut&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;helping me cook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;her Bunny, Lambie, and Blankie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chocolate chip cookies (think chips ahoy, not ooey gooey homemade ones)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"yo-gret"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;baths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TALKING&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;There are more, and I'm sure we'll say more over time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In potty news--Zoe managed to stay dry every day for 12 days IN A ROW.  We had had issues with about an accident a day...we made sticker charts for her, and when she earned 5 stickers for staying dry ALL day, she would get a toy.  After a couple of days, Zoe quickly responded.  We did 2 rounds of 5 stickers each.  The next time, we upped it to 7 days, and now, she's currently working on a chart to get 10 stickers!  Go Zoe!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-2178239220082665398?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/2178239220082665398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=2178239220082665398&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2178239220082665398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2178239220082665398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/11/rolesand-other-stuff.html' title='Roles...and other stuff...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-4939923686905850995</id><published>2010-11-07T10:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T10:32:52.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Wanna Get That!!!"</title><content type='html'>So it begins....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what we're watching, a favorite DVD, a tv show, the news, whatever.  If Zoe sees a commercial for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; these days...we will hear "I wanna get that!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those of you who are asking what Zoe wants for Christmas?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;And yes, I know I'm long overdue for a post, and need to get back into the swing of things.  Thanks for being patient and not giving up on me....Life took over briefly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-4939923686905850995?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/4939923686905850995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=4939923686905850995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4939923686905850995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4939923686905850995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-wanna-get-that.html' title='&quot;I Wanna Get That!!!&quot;'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-538643268089187104</id><published>2010-10-28T22:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T22:48:19.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ROAR!</title><content type='html'>This year Zoe was old enough to pick out her own costume. Mommy and Daddy had a lot of guesses as to what she would choose: Tinkerbell, a princess, Kai-lan, Dora the Explorer, all manner of girly things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5124447161/" title="Dragon crop 1 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1182/5124447161_8ffb8057b6.jpg" width="256" height="500" alt="Dragon crop 1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terribly. Our sweet little girl wanted to be a dragon so she could ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5124456697/" title="Dragon crop 2 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1197/5124456697_260f084043.jpg" width="296" height="500" alt="Dragon crop 2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5124420641/" title="093 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/5124420641_352934b4e3.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="093" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-538643268089187104?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/538643268089187104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=538643268089187104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/538643268089187104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/538643268089187104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/10/roar.html' title='ROAR!'/><author><name>Noah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13424316475975509978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9oa5YArm46c/SVf2lAXHCOI/AAAAAAAAACY/e5RhWeqvx_w/S220/unclesam.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1182/5124447161_8ffb8057b6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-2131515643801226488</id><published>2010-10-18T18:16:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T18:42:44.764-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long overdue picture overload</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4836434130/" title="IMG_7575 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 362px; height: 244px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4092/4836434130_66e4bf6f81.jpg" alt="IMG_7575" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun with Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4852159532/" title="amynoahboston by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 302px; height: 402px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4080/4852159532_fe4c6803f5.jpg" alt="amynoahboston" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Daddy on a rare night out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5073601583/" title="Zoe 332 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 277px; height: 413px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4127/5073601583_1c240e8655.jpg" alt="Zoe 332" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ladybug?? I'm a butterfly!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5074203620/" title="Zoe 342 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 397px; height: 265px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4128/5074203620_9ed9e0ea23.jpg" alt="Zoe 342" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fun with Mommy at &lt;a href="https://butterflyplace-ma.com/"&gt;"The Butterfly Place"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5074208206/" title="Zoe 350 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 275px; height: 410px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4133/5074208206_54abc36524.jpg" alt="Zoe 350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young Marilyn Monroe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5074211870/" title="Zoe 356 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 404px; height: 270px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4107/5074211870_43514f892a.jpg" alt="Zoe 356" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waffles are yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5074231970/" title="Zoe 389 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 389px; height: 260px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4152/5074231970_b5153e2ace.jpg" alt="Zoe 389" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fun at the fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5073644009/" title="Zoe 404 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 398px; height: 266px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4090/5073644009_689191c55b.jpg" alt="Zoe 404" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm two!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5073647671/" title="Zoe 410 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 389px; height: 260px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4124/5073647671_eaea2c840a.jpg" alt="Zoe 410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5073650641/" title="Zoe 415 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4086/5073650641_9fc40f468f.jpg" alt="Zoe 415" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe learned that rides are fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5074250356/" title="Zoe 419 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 409px; height: 273px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4111/5074250356_951fd6bfe6.jpg" alt="Zoe 419" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle G introduced Zoe to the concept of gambling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5073659701/" title="Zoe 431 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 371px; height: 248px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4113/5073659701_6061e5720e.jpg" alt="Zoe 431" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe's first concert! (Steve Songs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5074275872/" title="Zoe 461 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 382px; height: 255px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4108/5074275872_ce8fe1f24c.jpg" alt="Zoe 461" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5074290316/" title="Zoe 486 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 361px; height: 241px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4112/5074290316_99b43f7f81.jpg" alt="Zoe 486" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike riding on Martha's Vineyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5074294468/" title="Zoe 494 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 385px; height: 257px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4090/5074294468_a078e5c18a.jpg" alt="Zoe 494" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relaxing on the couch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5073705727/" title="Zoe 511 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 401px; height: 268px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4151/5073705727_cc3e1cb9da.jpg" alt="Zoe 511" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fun at the Labor Day parade with cousin Jacob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5073773671/" title="Zoe 522 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 394px; height: 263px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4113/5073773671_fdd096c0c1.jpg" alt="Zoe 522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcoming new cousin Emma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/5073790451/" title="Zoe 557 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 368px; height: 246px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4091/5073790451_2478c8a8d0.jpg" alt="Zoe 557" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking Apples&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-2131515643801226488?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/2131515643801226488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=2131515643801226488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2131515643801226488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2131515643801226488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/10/long-overdue-picture-overload.html' title='Long overdue picture overload'/><author><name>Noah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13424316475975509978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9oa5YArm46c/SVf2lAXHCOI/AAAAAAAAACY/e5RhWeqvx_w/S220/unclesam.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4092/4836434130_66e4bf6f81_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-5952940931890259969</id><published>2010-10-18T18:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T18:15:59.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A glimpse into the mind of a 2-year-old</title><content type='html'>Daddy: Why are you so full of beans today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe: I'm not full of beans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: What are you full of then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe: I'm full of yogurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Very true, she had yogurt as part of her dinner)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-5952940931890259969?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/5952940931890259969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=5952940931890259969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/5952940931890259969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/5952940931890259969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/10/glimpse-into-mind-of-2-year-old.html' title='A glimpse into the mind of a 2-year-old'/><author><name>Noah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13424316475975509978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9oa5YArm46c/SVf2lAXHCOI/AAAAAAAAACY/e5RhWeqvx_w/S220/unclesam.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-6606531845645329035</id><published>2010-07-27T21:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T22:00:18.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where has Zoe been???</title><content type='html'>She's been BUSY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4836409356/" title="IMG_7510 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4146/4836409356_627f99028d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_7510" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Stone Zoo, and while it was too hot to get any good shots of animals, Zoe had fun on the rides.  She, um, tolerated the merry go round. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4836409714/" title="IMG_7511 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4109/4836409714_efdb58db6a.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_7511" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She preferred the horse much much more instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4835802929/" title="IMG_7515 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4112/4835802929_6f1753b063.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_7515" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got all gussied up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4836419038/" title="IMG_7532 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4152/4836419038_6b3e198bdb.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_7532" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for Jacob's 2nd birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4836429020/" title="IMG_7552 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4148/4836429020_6f059e4ed3.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_7552" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, MOST importantly, guess what WE'VE been doing!??!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that's right, we've been potty training.  We've been talking it up to Z0e, and then earlier in the week, she and I went to the store to pick out her very own big girl panties.  She was SO excited about this, she told *every* person she saw that she got 'big girl panties' and was showing them off!  We kept talking it up, and so did Laura at daycare.  Then, Friday...it happened.  Zoe woke up, and we took her diaper off, and haven't looked back.  She put on a pair of panties, and was VERY excited!  I'm not sure she understood the point, or what was to happen, but she quickly figured it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to lie.  That first morning?  I was a mess, Zoe was a mess...I felt like I smelled like pee, and felt like I was covered in it.  We had a LOT of accidents--I think 8?  But, then Zoe had a nap (in a pull-up, which we call &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sleepy time panties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).  I put her back in a pair of panties after, and we had NO MORE ACCIDENTS that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Z had about 4 accidents early in the morning...but then nothing until just before bed. WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Sunday...Sunday, Zoe had NO accidents until the end of the day, and for that, I blame Tinkerbell.  Zoe was so engrossed in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, Zoe went to daycare.  She had NO accidents there.  NONE.  She had one at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, same thing.  Buuuuut, here's the kicker.  She didn't do it until we were GOING up the stairs, and was able to stop herself to make it to the potty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cool is that?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Zoe Go!  Go Zoe GO!!!!!  She gets m&amp;amp;m's for a successful trip to the potty, and then the Potty Fairy comes to visit before bedtime.  She LOVES it.  She's VERY proud of herself.  She laughs, claps, and cheers for herself when she's going potty.  AND, she's starting to tell us she has to go.  She's not consistent, but we've figured out her cues.  I'm SO proud of her!!  WE are so proud of her!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO ZOE GO!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-6606531845645329035?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/6606531845645329035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=6606531845645329035&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6606531845645329035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6606531845645329035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/07/where-has-zoe-been.html' title='Where has Zoe been???'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4146/4836409356_627f99028d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-4512194544287730618</id><published>2010-07-15T13:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T13:44:17.908-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Friendly...</title><content type='html'>Today, Z and I were running errands.  Most of the time, when we're at the cashier, if they ask her what her name is, I have had to prompt her to tell them.  Same with her age. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, she didn't even wait for a cashier to do that.  We stroll up to pay for our things, and she says, "Hi Lady!  My name is Zoe.  This is Mommy!"  She calls all female cashiers "lady" and when she said that, she pointed her thumb to herself, and the pointed to me."  I was buying different colored pieces of felt, and as the cashier was ringing them in, she was spouting off the different colors, getting them all right.  The cashier was very impressed, and asked Zoe her age.  She didn't hesitate, and said, "I'm 2!!"  and held up 2 fingers (well, with her thumb sticking out, since she hasn't figured out how to hold it in yet!).  The cashier was even MORE impressed to know that she was 2 and knew all that.  Then, Z wanted to count how many pieces I had bought.  I told her she could, and she starts just counting, 1-15, 17, 19, 100.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this little smarty pants!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-4512194544287730618?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/4512194544287730618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=4512194544287730618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4512194544287730618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4512194544287730618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-miss-friendly.html' title='Little Miss Friendly...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-3919750977274111216</id><published>2010-07-14T16:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T16:25:44.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bossy Bossy</title><content type='html'>uhoh....Zoe is bossing around her "little man" toy.  She says "get on  the train, LITTLE MAN, NOW.  STAY on the little train" (btw, the "train"  is a wooden hook on a tow truck).  Then she started "counting" the man  for not staying where she put him.  oh boy.  We're in for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-3919750977274111216?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/3919750977274111216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=3919750977274111216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3919750977274111216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3919750977274111216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/07/bossy-bossy.html' title='Bossy Bossy'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-2319062743228393940</id><published>2010-07-13T21:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:03:25.325-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy...</title><content type='html'>We've been pretty busy the last couple of days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with my friend Joy as she was passing through town.  We had lunch, shopped, and then picked up Zoe from daycare.  Zoe and Joy have a great time together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4792181678/" title="IMG_7482 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 422px; height: 282px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/4792181678_df57af7071.jpg" alt="IMG_7482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy taught Zoe how to scroll through pictures on her phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, she left and we had dinner with Daddy.  Zoe finished early, so we let her go play.  We cleaned up the kitchen and headed back into the living room to find this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4791552155/" title="IMG_7490 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 426px; height: 285px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4791552155_47f1838c8e.jpg" alt="IMG_7490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very thankful for the changing pad underneath.  Who knows what could happen!  Oh, and just so you know, the monkey IS watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe went to daycare today like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4792186736/" title="IMG_7492 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4077/4792186736_2fc4d327df.jpg" alt="IMG_7492" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's getting WAY too big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4791553727/" title="IMG_7493 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4121/4791553727_44fef8d755.jpg" alt="IMG_7493" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4792189418/" title="IMG_7498 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4075/4792189418_5d68ae2fec.jpg" alt="IMG_7498" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe insisted on moving her play food from her kitchen to the living room.  Why???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4791555529/" title="IMG_7500 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 419px; height: 280px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4120/4791555529_73186a8188.jpg" alt="IMG_7500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because she was thirsty.  Very, very thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;(Psst....that's a cola and ketchup, isn't that what YOU drink when you're thirsty??)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-2319062743228393940?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/2319062743228393940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=2319062743228393940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2319062743228393940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2319062743228393940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/07/busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/4792181678_df57af7071_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-3256105833315996164</id><published>2010-07-12T21:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T07:04:34.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some catching up to do...part 2</title><content type='html'>Part of the reason for the extended time between posts was because we were on Martha's Vineyard for the week of July 4th again.  :)  We had fun trying to stay cool in unseasonably HOT weather there (90s, and one day getting near 100).  We visited with friends and family, and just hung out together as a family of three most of the time.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782551645/" title="IMG_7153 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 427px; height: 285px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4102/4782551645_3b8071fc0e.jpg" alt="IMG_7153" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe had to cook us "soup" on the porch.  She loved this little kitchen set.  The soup had different things in it from french fries to cookies to chocolate to chicken.  This varied when you asked her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782556943/" title="IMG_7172 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 425px; height: 284px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4120/4782556943_886e21689d.jpg" alt="IMG_7172" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuddling with Daddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782557865/" title="IMG_7175 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 418px; height: 279px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4134/4782557865_c6bd3f6a91.jpg" alt="IMG_7175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEESE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4783198646/" title="IMG_7206 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 419px; height: 280px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4137/4783198646_7538c04ca1.jpg" alt="IMG_7206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We attempted to ride the trike.  I say "attempted" because while it LOOKS like she was happy, she really wasn't.  She was miserable and alternating from crying to whining because it was so hard for her.  She would start peddling, but then stop and try to push both peddles at the same time.  No matter what we tried, she just wouldn't listen to what we had to say (it starts so young!).  She's been working on this at daycare, so hopefully the frustrations will be LESS the next time we get to MV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782570153/" title="IMG_7215 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 407px; height: 272px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4101/4782570153_d1e1b88fd2.jpg" alt="IMG_7215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to patiently wait with Cousin Brody for the parade to start on July 4th...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782585047/" title="IMG_7242 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 407px; height: 272px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/4782585047_6109dc70de.jpg" alt="IMG_7242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe preferred to keep a running commentary of the parade for Auntie Darcy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782596791/" title="IMG_7274 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 403px; height: 269px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4074/4782596791_3880fbc0fc.jpg" alt="IMG_7274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She may look like she's in pain, but Zoe is really singing and "making a band" as she puts it.  She was banging the tops of those pots from that kitchen set (see, I told you she liked them!!) like cymbals and having a grand old time.  At one point, she insisted I help her and have a "drum" (turn a pot upside down and hit it with a spatula, of course).  Sorry for the lack of pics on that--Noah was busy and I couldn't manage drumming AND singing AND picture taking.  I wonder what the people walking by the cottage were thinking?? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782600035/" title="IMG_7281 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 407px; height: 272px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4074/4782600035_4822ff664b.jpg" alt="IMG_7281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pausing for a "drink" from the instruments. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4783234816/" title="IMG_7282 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4078/4783234816_a1270c25a8.jpg" alt="IMG_7282" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a pop!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4783235350/" title="IMG_7283 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4783235350_23efe0d146.jpg" alt="IMG_7283" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohboyohboyohboyohboyohboyohboyohboy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4783238086/" title="IMG_7290 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 409px; height: 273px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4137/4783238086_4cee51a9f5.jpg" alt="IMG_7290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh....dis iz da betht pop, Mommy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782615191/" title="IMG_7317 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 407px; height: 272px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4782615191_f32f95f58a.jpg" alt="IMG_7317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked for Dora in her "noclurs" (if she says it too fast, it's one of those words you HOPE Zoe doesn't say in a large group...Can you imagine, "Mommy, I need my____!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782627397/" title="IMG_7338 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 401px; height: 268px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4076/4782627397_4f995ded0b.jpg" alt="IMG_7338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Ocean Park to blow bubbles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782634379/" title="IMG_7349 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 406px; height: 271px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4782634379_2830cce1ba.jpg" alt="IMG_7349" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy blew the best ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4783278876/" title="IMG_7361 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4119/4783278876_89d933fe59.jpg" alt="IMG_7361" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782648729/" title="IMG_7370 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 409px; height: 273px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4135/4782648729_5d9ec024c0.jpg" alt="IMG_7370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just love this shot of Zoe:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782649267/" title="IMG_7373 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 409px; height: 273px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4099/4782649267_c495430689.jpg" alt="IMG_7373" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burning off some of her endless energy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782658459/" title="IMG_7389 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4075/4782658459_2e3a8b4df7.jpg" alt="IMG_7389" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last one before leaving...At this point, there was a meltdown, and almost nearly literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782674791/" title="IMG_7423 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4115/4782674791_1e46010d9f.jpg" alt="IMG_7423" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After naptime, we filled the water table for some water fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4783311924/" title="IMG_7424 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4115/4783311924_01af0efd8c.jpg" alt="IMG_7424" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4783317390/" title="IMG_7437 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 415px; height: 277px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4134/4783317390_b8d2874045.jpg" alt="IMG_7437" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she just squirted herself in the face here...she loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782688715/" title="IMG_7447 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 412px; height: 275px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4077/4782688715_a5f359b4b9.jpg" alt="IMG_7447" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the few times Mommy and Zoe are on the same side of the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4783325298/" title="IMG_7452 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 409px; height: 273px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4081/4783325298_7c89352c45.jpg" alt="IMG_7452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planted flowers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4783327860/" src="file:///Users/acorngirl/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" title="IMG_7464 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 406px; height: 271px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4783327860_6e6fe2905d.jpg" alt="IMG_7464" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picked up sticks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4783330604/" title="IMG_7472 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 401px; height: 268px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4075/4783330604_b1dc4803ed.jpg" alt="IMG_7472" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did a lot of reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/acorngirl/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4788271343/" title="MVsprinkler by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 403px; height: 303px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4788271343_bba3b6a5a7.jpg" alt="MVsprinkler" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also ran through the sprinkler at a playground on a playdate with Cousin Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things we don't have pictures for?&lt;br /&gt;We spent a day with our friends Kate and Eric (and their kids Mikey and Andrew)...or as Zoe said, "Cake and Eric" and their son "Nick".  (this might be from a recent visit with Daddy's friend Nick before we left!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lots of family time with Gaga, Papa, Uncle G, Auntie Darcy, Uncle Jeff, and Cousin Brody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took lots of walks into town, dancing and singing at the cottage, "cooking", playing with her necklaces, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse figures, and being the campground greeter.  Zoe said hi to just about every single person who walked by. :)  Most of the time, people were great and waved, said hi, and responded to the many things she told them.  One of the passers-by even remembered Zoe from last year.  She had a puppy that Zoe had gone CRAZY for last year...the woman didn't have the puppy, but she sure remembered Zoe. :)  Fun times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from a post dated July 6, 2009...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In addition to this, she squealed and shouted and screeched to every  puppy and baby that she passed.  It was hysterical.  I think she thought  she was the welcoming committee for the campground!!  She also liked to  say "hi" when people walked by and say "bye bye" while waving to the  cars and trucks walking by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds a little familiar, huh??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-3256105833315996164?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/3256105833315996164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=3256105833315996164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3256105833315996164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3256105833315996164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-catching-up-to-dopart-2.html' title='Some catching up to do...part 2'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4102/4782551645_3b8071fc0e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-8901615284546788025</id><published>2010-07-12T20:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T20:58:03.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some catching up to do...part 1</title><content type='html'>We have been busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Boston and went on a duck tour with Grammy, Grampy, Uncle Jill, Uncle Jason, and Cousin Jacob.  While we were waiting, we saw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782519413/" title="IMG_7086 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 437px; height: 292px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4102/4782519413_dd1c1ba89c.jpg" alt="IMG_7086" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... sea otter.  Zoe was THRILLED to see this sea otter, and acted as if it were the biggest movie star.  I mean, really, who WOULDN'T be thrilled to see a sea otter in front of the New England Aquarium?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4783154844/" title="IMG_7089 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 437px; height: 292px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4078/4783154844_645a7a33fb.jpg" alt="IMG_7089" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Zoe hammed it up for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782526579/" title="IMG_7099 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 438px; height: 295px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/4782526579_89a86edb4c.jpg" alt="IMG_7099" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Jacob got absolutely hysterically crazy excited to see the horses pulling carriages.  This picture doesn't show the absolute crazed toddler he became, how he nearly came out of his skin, how he really just went nutty for these horses.  And, unless we were characters in Harry Potter, you won't be able to hear the *screeching* and noises coming out of his body.  Oh, how I wish we'd been able to capture that.  Of course, when he wouldn't get *close* to the horses, but whatever.  The excitement of them from afar was more than enough for Jacob!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the beginning of the ride, Zoe was not so thrilled with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782528573/" title="IMG_7106 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 425px; height: 284px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4120/4782528573_4161a7fa9e.jpg" alt="IMG_7106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Size, our tour guide...Sorry for only getting a pic of his foot.  We were in the front row, and with the lens on my camera, I couldn't get far enough away.  Let's just say, the costume matched the shoe VERY well.  (side note:  I met someone who actually is friends with him at a training the next day--she said he dressed like that in his band!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw many sites in Boston, including:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782529801/" title="IMG_7108 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 433px; height: 289px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4123/4782529801_228c468cc3.jpg" alt="IMG_7108" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the Capitol building,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782530943/" title="IMG_7104 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4139/4782530943_eb2e147e00.jpg" alt="IMG_7104" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a teapot that actually blows steam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4783167906/" title="IMG_7113 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4081/4783167906_d988303687.jpg" alt="IMG_7113" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and a piece of the Berlin Wall (no, really, it is!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hit the water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782533499/" title="IMG_7114 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 428px; height: 286px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4120/4782533499_69a20e8ff6.jpg" alt="IMG_7114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and saw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782535553/" title="IMG_7118 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 428px; height: 286px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4078/4782535553_559526434e.jpg" alt="IMG_7118" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a state penitentiary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4783169516/" title="IMG_7119 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 430px; height: 287px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4074/4783169516_b0171ef55c.jpg" alt="IMG_7119" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a draw bridge,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782539149/" title="IMG_7127 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 430px; height: 287px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4121/4782539149_39b06b556a.jpg" alt="IMG_7127" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The Prudential Center,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782540187/" title="IMG_7129 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 441px; height: 295px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4141/4782540187_1447d5136f.jpg" alt="IMG_7129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the salt and pepper shaker bridge (there's a more formal name, but Auntie Jill reminded me of their more 'fun' name),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4782541989/" title="IMG_7131 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 424px; height: 283px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4099/4782541989_35d35fc358.jpg" alt="IMG_7131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Fenway Park, or at least the Citgo sign!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, on the way out, we met a joker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4783182848/" title="IMG_7148 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 422px; height: 282px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4138/4783182848_f2c4555cbb.jpg" alt="IMG_7148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe ended up having a really good time, but we weren't sure in the beginning.  Now that we told her that the bus turns into a boat, whenever we talk about either a bus or a boat, she thinks that one turns into the other. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-8901615284546788025?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/8901615284546788025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=8901615284546788025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/8901615284546788025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/8901615284546788025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-catching-up-to-dopart-1.html' title='Some catching up to do...part 1'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4102/4782519413_dd1c1ba89c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-155041411964319186</id><published>2010-06-30T19:51:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T20:04:17.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight Moon</title><content type='html'>Zoe has had Goodnight Moon memorized for awhile...she has heard it nearly every night of her life, so it makes sense.  We finally remembered to get the Flip upstairs tonight to get her saying it.  Since there are SOME people who can't understand what she's saying, I've provided a transcript.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note...Zoe's taken some liberties.  She decided her version is MUCH better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the great green room there was a telephone, and a red balloon...and a cow jumping, and a cow jumping ovah da moon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three bears, goodnight chairs, sitting on chairs, and two little kittens and a pair of mittens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight clocks, goodnight socks.  Goodnight coma, goodnight comb, goodnight brush.  Goodnight nobody whispering hush shhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight stahs, goodnight aiha, goodnight noises (whispering) everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the great green room, there's a telephone and a red balloon...and a cow jumping ovah da moon... &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;This is where Zoe faded off, and Noah was whispering the next lines.  Then she says, “I sittin' on dat” and points to the top of the crib she was sitting on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="300" width="400"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;amp;photo_secret=0e93470582&amp;amp;photo_id=4750543496"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;amp;photo_secret=0e93470582&amp;amp;photo_id=4750543496" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-155041411964319186?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/155041411964319186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=155041411964319186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/155041411964319186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/155041411964319186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/06/goodnight-moon.html' title='Goodnight Moon'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-6618982134980827524</id><published>2010-06-24T18:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T18:04:01.829-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Runnin' Like a Chicken!!!"</title><content type='html'>While I'm cooking Zoe dinner (cheese ravioli with butter and cheese, no tomato sauce thankyouverymuch), she's running around without a shirt on, and holding onto the bottom of her shorts...she has them hiked up from the bottom as far as they'll go, and her little elbows are sticking out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I runnin' like a chicken!!!!!" she yells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of course you are.  DUH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-6618982134980827524?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/6618982134980827524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=6618982134980827524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6618982134980827524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6618982134980827524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-runnin-like-chicken.html' title='&quot;I Runnin&apos; Like a Chicken!!!&quot;'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-5118082819706771316</id><published>2010-06-24T09:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T10:01:23.317-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Unjust..</title><content type='html'>This morning, Zoe has decided that the quote of the day is "That's not very nice.  Is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in reference to just about ANYthing that isn't fair (oh, and she says that, too) or right or just so.  She sat on her small Mickey Mouse toys--"that's not very nice, is it?"  She sees something on TV when someone gets hurt, "that's not very nice, is it?"  Peanut looks at her weird, "that's not very nice, is it?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-5118082819706771316?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/5118082819706771316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=5118082819706771316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/5118082819706771316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/5118082819706771316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/06/for-unjust.html' title='For the Unjust..'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-2001539458329451276</id><published>2010-06-23T19:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T19:41:44.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tude Time...</title><content type='html'>has come to our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Leave me aLONE" has become something Zoe has started saying...about 24234092502482039482309 times, too.  We do NOT like this, and am trying to discourage its use. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps some time in timeout if it continues??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-2001539458329451276?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/2001539458329451276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=2001539458329451276&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2001539458329451276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2001539458329451276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/06/tude-time.html' title='&apos;Tude Time...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-1641235876873865916</id><published>2010-06-22T20:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T20:30:38.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFUq7yrhCI/AAAAAAAABsw/Ru5sqYxhj3g/s1600/IMG_7072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFUq7yrhCI/AAAAAAAABsw/Ru5sqYxhj3g/s320/IMG_7072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485758917695472674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chillin' for a brief moment in time...very brief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFUqYNYGJI/AAAAAAAABso/5vY3OL3x6IA/s1600/IMG_7067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFUqYNYGJI/AAAAAAAABso/5vY3OL3x6IA/s320/IMG_7067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485758908143769746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kicking the ball back and forth...they weren't too bad at moving the ball back and forth between them for a 2+ and almost 2 year old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFUp5kZXhI/AAAAAAAABsg/mLlRcGx3Isw/s1600/IMG_7050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFUp5kZXhI/AAAAAAAABsg/mLlRcGx3Isw/s320/IMG_7050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485758899918822930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pouring muddy water on her cousin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFUpVVqIyI/AAAAAAAABsY/oD6xFai6_vU/s1600/IMG_7049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFUpVVqIyI/AAAAAAAABsY/oD6xFai6_vU/s320/IMG_7049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485758890193330978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And hugs to him...they love each other a LOT. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFRQ8CN_oI/AAAAAAAABsQ/bKvtb8l90Qg/s1600/IMG_7042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFRQ8CN_oI/AAAAAAAABsQ/bKvtb8l90Qg/s320/IMG_7042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485755172549164674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stopping for a drink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFRPzvIJQI/AAAAAAAABsI/DrJzDLSZ_uw/s1600/IMG_7023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFRPzvIJQI/AAAAAAAABsI/DrJzDLSZ_uw/s320/IMG_7023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485755153141736706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Laughing together and trying to catch water in their mouths!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFRPmEz2GI/AAAAAAAABsA/5tRwMBwLyJA/s1600/IMG_7012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFRPmEz2GI/AAAAAAAABsA/5tRwMBwLyJA/s320/IMG_7012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485755149474584674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out those french braids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFRPAxKaII/AAAAAAAABr4/RpYLPU27ZN0/s1600/IMG_7005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFRPAxKaII/AAAAAAAABr4/RpYLPU27ZN0/s320/IMG_7005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485755139460065410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beach beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFRO79vC0I/AAAAAAAABrw/ezn-xrkCJW4/s1600/IMG_7003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFRO79vC0I/AAAAAAAABrw/ezn-xrkCJW4/s320/IMG_7003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485755138170620738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Handsome Jacob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFPy_RrF6I/AAAAAAAABro/SmZDbh-engg/s1600/IMG_7000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFPy_RrF6I/AAAAAAAABro/SmZDbh-engg/s320/IMG_7000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485753558511589282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jacob was all about getting water in those buckets to drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFPyBNxgKI/AAAAAAAABrg/7GUMo60eCWY/s1600/IMG_6985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFPyBNxgKI/AAAAAAAABrg/7GUMo60eCWY/s320/IMG_6985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485753541852233890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Z was just trying to figure it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFPxzdw6FI/AAAAAAAABrY/wFPExYb0EP8/s1600/IMG_6979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFPxzdw6FI/AAAAAAAABrY/wFPExYb0EP8/s320/IMG_6979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485753538161207378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;taking a breather..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFPw7-C6mI/AAAAAAAABrQ/LyqGiZyO6fk/s1600/IMG_6976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFPw7-C6mI/AAAAAAAABrQ/LyqGiZyO6fk/s320/IMG_6976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485753523264219746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RUN RUN RUN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-1641235876873865916?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/1641235876873865916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=1641235876873865916&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1641235876873865916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1641235876873865916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/06/fathers-day-fun.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Fun'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFUq7yrhCI/AAAAAAAABsw/Ru5sqYxhj3g/s72-c/IMG_7072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-7054002627085510746</id><published>2010-06-22T19:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T20:01:57.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's New??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFOyZGpg5I/AAAAAAAABrA/zX1FiZX6gi4/s1600/IMG_7084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFOyZGpg5I/AAAAAAAABrA/zX1FiZX6gi4/s320/IMG_7084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485752448753173394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hanging with ALL of Z's buddies (she was "trapped" --her words!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFOeMDaI6I/AAAAAAAABq4/IzkSn1BVszQ/s1600/IMG_6967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFOeMDaI6I/AAAAAAAABq4/IzkSn1BVszQ/s320/IMG_6967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485752101652538274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Singing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFOdmwhiqI/AAAAAAAABqw/8bSGWAAjjhU/s1600/IMG_6964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFOdmwhiqI/AAAAAAAABqw/8bSGWAAjjhU/s320/IMG_6964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485752091641219746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or yodeling--you decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFOdGXzWFI/AAAAAAAABqo/pr87Bj_GHNE/s1600/IMG_6961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFOdGXzWFI/AAAAAAAABqo/pr87Bj_GHNE/s320/IMG_6961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485752082947594322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;having dinner with the prince and princess of the castle...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-7054002627085510746?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7054002627085510746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=7054002627085510746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7054002627085510746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7054002627085510746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/06/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s New??'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TCFOyZGpg5I/AAAAAAAABrA/zX1FiZX6gi4/s72-c/IMG_7084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-1810018999248576285</id><published>2010-06-19T17:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T17:39:13.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoe says...</title><content type='html'>We were out shopping yesterday.  I was looking at a cute dress, and said, "Oh that looks cute."  Zoe says  to me, "you're RIGHT, that DOES look cute."  Then a few minutes later,  we're looking at t-shirts...every time I pulled a new one out to look at, she  says to me, "You like that, huh???"  crazy kid!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, she's reading her new "Wonder Pets" book to Noah...she has the intro song memorized and THAT is what she is "reading".  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-1810018999248576285?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/1810018999248576285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=1810018999248576285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1810018999248576285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1810018999248576285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/06/zoe-says.html' title='Zoe says...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-5681842404440083117</id><published>2010-06-13T15:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T15:33:24.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeeeee-haw!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="300" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=04b9752dd4&amp;photo_id=4697284646"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=04b9752dd4&amp;photo_id=4697284646" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-5681842404440083117?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/5681842404440083117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=5681842404440083117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/5681842404440083117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/5681842404440083117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/06/yeeeee-haw.html' title='Yeeeee-haw!'/><author><name>Noah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13424316475975509978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9oa5YArm46c/SVf2lAXHCOI/AAAAAAAAACY/e5RhWeqvx_w/S220/unclesam.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-3912170152802595092</id><published>2010-06-10T18:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T18:13:42.892-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you see Zoe here??</title><content type='html'>Guess who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4470640426/" title="IMG_5874 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4007/4470640426_ea45b4d19c.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_5874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this proves that Zoe looks like a perfect blend of Noah and me.  I see Zoe in my picture, and think, "she looks just like me".  But then, I look at that scowl on Noah's face, and have to giggle.  Zoe has the same look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, can't forget about that forehead. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-3912170152802595092?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/3912170152802595092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=3912170152802595092&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3912170152802595092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3912170152802595092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/06/do-you-see-zoe-here.html' title='Do you see Zoe here??'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4007/4470640426_ea45b4d19c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-8524422024106715611</id><published>2010-06-10T17:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T17:14:16.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Z's favorite new song...</title><content type='html'>"Mary had a little lamp&lt;br /&gt;Mary had a little lamp&lt;br /&gt;Mary had a little lamp&lt;br /&gt;Who's weese is white aaaaaas SNOW"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll work on getting it on video. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-8524422024106715611?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/8524422024106715611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=8524422024106715611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/8524422024106715611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/8524422024106715611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/06/zs-favorite-new-song.html' title='Z&apos;s favorite new song...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-6050204650168983046</id><published>2010-06-09T20:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T21:23:27.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I caaaaaaaaan't....</title><content type='html'>is a common phrase we hear these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can mean any number of things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't want to eat what you're trying to get me to eat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't want to pick that up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't want to go to bed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't like whatever it is you like&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not going to do what you want me to do/say/want.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;This is intermingled with things like singing "Mary Had a Little Lamb" (new song she's learned).  She also picked up "Uhn Uh" when she wants to say "no". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has also discovered a new favorite show Team Umi Zoomi on Nick, Jr.  It's actually a pretty cute show that has a LOT of math in it for a toddler.  Lots of counting (forward and back), geometry, patterns, and other things that she is just loving.  The songs are great.  We've been trying to get her to do the "Umi Shake" to get on video...trust me, you'll want to see this.  It's hysterical!  Zoe LOVES this show, sings the songs, and can even recite some of the standard lines that get repeated for each show.  Check it out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe has also discovered The Backyardigans and Wonder Pets (also on Nick Jr.).  Cute shows...and yes, we have the songs perpetually stuck in our heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe has gotten a new chair for the beach and LOVES it.  She loves to just sit in it and chill.  We had to get her a new shopping cart (her other one broke).  She loves loves loves that this one has a seat for her babies.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe loves loves loves to climb into her own booster seat for a meal, has rediscovered Trix yogurt (it's a shade of unrealistic food colors that is ridiculously sweet, but she likes it), and will ONLY let us help her eat when she's at the bottom that she can't get to.  She also loves pepperoni sticks, blueberries (she'll finally eat fresh ones!), grapes, and apple juice (watered WAY down).  She particularly loves drinking from juice boxes...Thanks, Grammy for that juice box holder.  She does really well NOT squeezing the box and getting juice everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe loves to brush her teeth.  She loves to "get blue teeth".  Her toothpaste is blue. :)  Of course, she doesn't really appreciate us trying to get those areas in the back, but we keep trying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe loves to love on her babies, love on Peanut (much to her chagrin), loves it when her Daddy gets home from work (screaming to him from the kitchen window), and LOVES to hang with her "friends" (all of the stuffed animals and blankets she sleeps with in her crib are her "friends").&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-6050204650168983046?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/6050204650168983046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=6050204650168983046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6050204650168983046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6050204650168983046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-caaaaaaaaant.html' title='I caaaaaaaaan&apos;t....'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-7489360962177516636</id><published>2010-06-07T20:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T21:11:21.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2XYiED2MI/AAAAAAAABqg/f0VwrIFJ5p0/s1600/IMG_6911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2XYiED2MI/AAAAAAAABqg/f0VwrIFJ5p0/s320/IMG_6911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480202769296251074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rainy, muggy Saturday + determined Mommy + Ni Hao, Kai Lan = Zoe's first french braid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2XYeUf00I/AAAAAAAABqY/CEn1bVcdpfo/s1600/IMG_6912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2XYeUf00I/AAAAAAAABqY/CEn1bVcdpfo/s320/IMG_6912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480202768291451714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CHEESE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2XX8OLqBI/AAAAAAAABqQ/4XVafOUtkbw/s1600/IMG_6913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2XX8OLqBI/AAAAAAAABqQ/4XVafOUtkbw/s320/IMG_6913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480202759138158610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a beautiful little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2XJmgosnI/AAAAAAAABqI/jL1LdYRryhM/s1600/IMG_6931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2XJmgosnI/AAAAAAAABqI/jL1LdYRryhM/s320/IMG_6931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480202512791810674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JUMP!!!  Sunday, we had a birthday party for a friend who turned 3...it was at a jump house kind of place called Jump On In.  Zoe didn't like the 27 foot slide or the blow up maze, but she LOVED the trampoline and  bounce house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2XJUmlI4I/AAAAAAAABqA/Ir55wzdATUI/s1600/IMG_6927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2XJUmlI4I/AAAAAAAABqA/Ir55wzdATUI/s320/IMG_6927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480202507984905090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peek-a-boo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2XI3oCuUI/AAAAAAAABp4/t4VelaScBGc/s1600/IMG_6924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2XI3oCuUI/AAAAAAAABp4/t4VelaScBGc/s320/IMG_6924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480202500206410050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Running and jumping in a bounce house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2WsNWsckI/AAAAAAAABpg/KH0QGXp6ZbE/s1600/IMG_6959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2WsNWsckI/AAAAAAAABpg/KH0QGXp6ZbE/s320/IMG_6959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480202007823020610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I brought home a new chair for Zoe for the beach this summer...She was so excited that she demanded her sunglasses and to sit down.  Then she wanted to hit the beach!  That's my girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2WrqxfmeI/AAAAAAAABpY/tKvRVsX-lxk/s1600/IMG_6955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2WrqxfmeI/AAAAAAAABpY/tKvRVsX-lxk/s320/IMG_6955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480201998540184034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every time I asked her to say "cheese" she would lift up her sunglasses at me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2WrEyZRFI/AAAAAAAABpQ/8wN3x8fBPyw/s1600/IMG_6941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2WrEyZRFI/AAAAAAAABpQ/8wN3x8fBPyw/s320/IMG_6941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480201988343415890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pirate Ballerina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2WqlpSgpI/AAAAAAAABpI/TCE0_eml3Ks/s1600/IMG_6940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2WqlpSgpI/AAAAAAAABpI/TCE0_eml3Ks/s320/IMG_6940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480201979983725202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2WqTRPsyI/AAAAAAAABpA/-swF854G7K4/s1600/IMG_6939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2WqTRPsyI/AAAAAAAABpA/-swF854G7K4/s320/IMG_6939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480201975051039522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All that jumping can sure tucker someone out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-7489360962177516636?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7489360962177516636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=7489360962177516636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7489360962177516636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7489360962177516636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend Update'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TA2XYiED2MI/AAAAAAAABqg/f0VwrIFJ5p0/s72-c/IMG_6911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-613003886443680585</id><published>2010-06-06T19:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T19:27:06.197-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicknames</title><content type='html'>I was trying to remember all the nicknames we have for Zoe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe Bean&lt;br /&gt;Bean&lt;br /&gt;Stinky Butt&lt;br /&gt;Stinkmeister&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie&lt;br /&gt;Sweets&lt;br /&gt;Z&lt;br /&gt;Jam-master Z&lt;br /&gt;Stinker Bell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can YOU think of any??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-613003886443680585?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/613003886443680585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=613003886443680585&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/613003886443680585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/613003886443680585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/06/nicknames.html' title='Nicknames'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-8273976773322148672</id><published>2010-06-06T18:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T18:44:54.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peeee-you!</title><content type='html'>Today, we were watching the end of the Red Sox game, and Zoe wanted to watch a different show.  Noah and I really wanted to watch the end--it was tied!  So, we told her she needed to wait.  At the end, we had forgotten (she was busy playing with something).  She asked, during the post game show, if she could watch &lt;a href="http://www.nickjr.com/team-umizoomi/"&gt;Team Umizoomi &lt;/a&gt;which Zoe LOVES.  Noah then says, "Yes, you can watch Team Umizoomi because the Red Sox game is over.  They lost and they stink."  Zoe says, "They have a big POOP!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To her credit, her knowledge of the word "stink" pretty much has everything to do with what goes on in her diaper!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't make this up, folks! :)  I couldn't if I tried!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-8273976773322148672?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/8273976773322148672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=8273976773322148672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/8273976773322148672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/8273976773322148672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/06/peeee-you.html' title='Peeee-you!'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-4492949302864165755</id><published>2010-06-01T21:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T21:17:49.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You want pictures...you got pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWw4cDfYlI/AAAAAAAABo4/8txC3QSz4Gk/s1600/IMG_6823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWw4cDfYlI/AAAAAAAABo4/8txC3QSz4Gk/s320/IMG_6823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477979005416071762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boxes are so much more fun than the 31230198013810924890218491234 toys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWw3xI9-6I/AAAAAAAABow/rRNorvoCTRo/s1600/IMG_6820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWw3xI9-6I/AAAAAAAABow/rRNorvoCTRo/s320/IMG_6820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477978993896324002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Strutting her stuff with her new Curious George sateen jammies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWw3sNl_HI/AAAAAAAABoo/hYecvjdIWKk/s1600/IMG_6816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWw3sNl_HI/AAAAAAAABoo/hYecvjdIWKk/s320/IMG_6816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477978992573545586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;playing, er, helping Mommy planting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWw27lFlYI/AAAAAAAABog/0rgNW_meFts/s1600/IMG_6811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWw27lFlYI/AAAAAAAABog/0rgNW_meFts/s320/IMG_6811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477978979518748034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ooohhh...dirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWw2r1tkUI/AAAAAAAABoY/syDnc7VCWuo/s1600/IMG_6810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWw2r1tkUI/AAAAAAAABoY/syDnc7VCWuo/s320/IMG_6810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477978975293509954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Yeah, you like it...you ALL want a hat like me!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-4492949302864165755?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/4492949302864165755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=4492949302864165755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4492949302864165755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4492949302864165755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-want-picturesyou-got-pictures.html' title='You want pictures...you got pictures!'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWw4cDfYlI/AAAAAAAABo4/8txC3QSz4Gk/s72-c/IMG_6823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-2686755243933181384</id><published>2010-06-01T20:47:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T21:10:20.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Children's Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWuQKg1jmI/AAAAAAAABoQ/OiCie8jYdL8/s1600/IMG_6825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWuQKg1jmI/AAAAAAAABoQ/OiCie8jYdL8/s320/IMG_6825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477976114489298530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BUBBLES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWuPnv7RfI/AAAAAAAABoI/zUjRq7GJzrk/s1600/IMG_6826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWuPnv7RfI/AAAAAAAABoI/zUjRq7GJzrk/s320/IMG_6826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477976105157346802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I do it myseff!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWuPQnPUYI/AAAAAAAABoA/AhIvTZ5NoTc/s1600/IMG_6830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWuPQnPUYI/AAAAAAAABoA/AhIvTZ5NoTc/s320/IMG_6830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477976098946896258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BIIIG BUBBLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWuO_WljoI/AAAAAAAABn4/8iUteuNB0hk/s1600/IMG_6831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWuO_WljoI/AAAAAAAABn4/8iUteuNB0hk/s320/IMG_6831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477976094313647746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not too impressed by the turtles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWtwsECaFI/AAAAAAAABnw/USwuFal-xbk/s1600/IMG_6833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWtwsECaFI/AAAAAAAABnw/USwuFal-xbk/s320/IMG_6833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477975573739497554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My daughter *hates* slides...can't you tell???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWtv8kGaHI/AAAAAAAABno/AZo3-rth_Sc/s1600/IMG_6837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWtv8kGaHI/AAAAAAAABno/AZo3-rth_Sc/s320/IMG_6837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477975560989075570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I ridin' a bike!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWtvYSL1-I/AAAAAAAABng/7JIuQjgcJ0Y/s1600/IMG_6843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWtvYSL1-I/AAAAAAAABng/7JIuQjgcJ0Y/s320/IMG_6843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477975551250257890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JUMPJUMPJUMP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWtu16OXQI/AAAAAAAABnY/nfcrU6qW4ww/s1600/IMG_6853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWtu16OXQI/AAAAAAAABnY/nfcrU6qW4ww/s320/IMG_6853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477975542022954242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sand table at Peep's World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWtuTO8eyI/AAAAAAAABnQ/ACiHcr-_b6w/s1600/IMG_6861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWtuTO8eyI/AAAAAAAABnQ/ACiHcr-_b6w/s320/IMG_6861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477975532714621730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Water table at Peep's World (Zoe's favorite room!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWsxDkSGhI/AAAAAAAABnI/bp1tJkzgvu8/s1600/IMG_6866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWsxDkSGhI/AAAAAAAABnI/bp1tJkzgvu8/s320/IMG_6866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477974480537131538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PEEP!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWswZbBMQI/AAAAAAAABnA/5ySwL-nWIJw/s1600/IMG_6870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWswZbBMQI/AAAAAAAABnA/5ySwL-nWIJw/s320/IMG_6870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477974469223985410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CHIRP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWswNtHpNI/AAAAAAAABm4/UXf9ita4WvU/s1600/IMG_6872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWswNtHpNI/AAAAAAAABm4/UXf9ita4WvU/s320/IMG_6872.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477974466078680274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;QUACK!!!!!  (this was like meeting celebrities!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWsvWCXdwI/AAAAAAAABmw/b8mBYnw0-SE/s1600/IMG_6881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWsvWCXdwI/AAAAAAAABmw/b8mBYnw0-SE/s320/IMG_6881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477974451135411970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the spoon "ferris wheel"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWsvB4qH9I/AAAAAAAABmo/NQw3GoeMNNQ/s1600/IMG_6889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWsvB4qH9I/AAAAAAAABmo/NQw3GoeMNNQ/s320/IMG_6889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477974445725982674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zoe LOVES D.W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWsNgbOloI/AAAAAAAABmg/tiRBLWuJyMk/s1600/IMG_6893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWsNgbOloI/AAAAAAAABmg/tiRBLWuJyMk/s320/IMG_6893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477973869808490114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See, I told you she hates slides! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWsNP6mX1I/AAAAAAAABmY/1A_c_As9x0w/s1600/IMG_6898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWsNP6mX1I/AAAAAAAABmY/1A_c_As9x0w/s320/IMG_6898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477973865376669522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GEORGE!!  (I wish this wasn't so washed out!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWsMsfBOQI/AAAAAAAABmQ/oQIzQIerAzM/s1600/IMG_6900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWsMsfBOQI/AAAAAAAABmQ/oQIzQIerAzM/s320/IMG_6900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477973855865747714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Golfing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWsLhE1DuI/AAAAAAAABmI/tr_Wjc6X5fg/s1600/IMG_6903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWsLhE1DuI/AAAAAAAABmI/tr_Wjc6X5fg/s320/IMG_6903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477973835623239394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So serious driving with her hands on 10 and 2. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWsLAKThbI/AAAAAAAABmA/UojFyFjm08c/s1600/IMG_6907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWsLAKThbI/AAAAAAAABmA/UojFyFjm08c/s320/IMG_6907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477973826787837362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little construction worker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Children's Museum in Boston, there's been an exhibit I've been wanting to bring Zoe to, but never had an opportunity due to illness, family obligations, and other various things.  Next weekend is the last weekend for the Curious George exhibit, so we made sure we got there for Memorial Day.  Gaga, Papa, and Uncle G wanted to see Zoe, so we met them at a restaurant nearby for lunch, and then walked over to the museum.  Zoe had a BLAST!  We'll let the pictures speak for themselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL say...I'm sure we'll be going back many times.  We all had a great time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-2686755243933181384?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/2686755243933181384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=2686755243933181384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2686755243933181384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2686755243933181384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/06/childrens-museum.html' title='Children&apos;s Museum'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/TAWuQKg1jmI/AAAAAAAABoQ/OiCie8jYdL8/s72-c/IMG_6825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-4256157853255343538</id><published>2010-05-24T20:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T20:36:11.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'>you like??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4636906523/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4010/4636906523_93212bcc17_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4636906523/"&gt;574edit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/noahburt/"&gt;KingdoK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-4256157853255343538?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/4256157853255343538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=4256157853255343538&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4256157853255343538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4256157853255343538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-like.html' title='you like??'/><author><name>Noah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13424316475975509978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9oa5YArm46c/SVf2lAXHCOI/AAAAAAAAACY/e5RhWeqvx_w/S220/unclesam.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4010/4636906523_93212bcc17_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-3989570317007820556</id><published>2010-05-24T20:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T20:15:09.654-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Eyes are Orange!!</title><content type='html'>We're driving home from the store today, and I hear that from the back seat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look in the rearview mirror.  Zoe's eyes are scrunched up tight and the sun is in her eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of course&lt;/span&gt; your eyes are orange!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-3989570317007820556?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/3989570317007820556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=3989570317007820556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3989570317007820556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/3989570317007820556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-eyes-are-orange.html' title='My Eyes are Orange!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-2501771404309139601</id><published>2010-05-23T09:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T10:11:15.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last few days in VA...</title><content type='html'>At the Virginia Living Museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630120363/" title="312 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 452px; height: 302px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4630120363_ddf2c773e1.jpg" alt="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking out a fake turtle shell...What IS in there??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630721402/" title="314 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 448px; height: 299px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3389/4630721402_ba13034cca.jpg" alt="314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630123633/" title="318 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 448px; height: 299px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3333/4630123633_4053dcd459.jpg" alt="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what a turtle looks like???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630126639/" title="324 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 449px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4069/4630126639_86e8a0abc3.jpg" alt="324" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best one we got from 6 different shots!!  At the door to the Charley Harper exhibit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630128477/" title="327 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 446px; height: 301px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4010/4630128477_7f896a2d20_b.jpg" alt="327" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the seats they had for kids to sit on!  I'd love to have one for Zoe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630728880/" title="328 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 449px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3337/4630728880_e94747187d.jpg" alt="328" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An example of Charley Harper's artwork...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630129513/" title="330 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3407/4630129513_8707800948.jpg" alt="330" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The artist....Zoe has a number book with his artwork in it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busch Gardens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630129937/" title="331 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 449px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/4630129937_43f98ecf82.jpg" alt="331" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630130771/" title="333 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 442px; height: 295px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4033/4630130771_3d3c8b5efe.jpg" alt="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show at Sesame Place in Busch Gardens--you see Zoe Monster very well, Elmo, Cookie Monster is behind the red pole, and Abby is all the way to the left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630133891/" title="341 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 439px; height: 293px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4012/4630133891_db55a35ee2.jpg" alt="341" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting one of the big horses up close and personal.  She was so nervous she wouldn't pet it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630136187/" title="346 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 434px; height: 290px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4036/4630136187_52ce95e15f.jpg" alt="346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Elmo for the first time!  She LOVED it!!  Grover was sad, so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630139427/" title="354 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 430px; height: 287px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3001/4630139427_87d199a057.jpg" alt="354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had to give Grover a hug and kiss, too.  Elmo was very touched that Zoe loved his friends so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630146473/" title="367 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 431px; height: 288px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4037/4630146473_d3b2780711.jpg" alt="367" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Zoe showing them her Abby doll and telling Elmo and Grover about the trip.  This was her second time with those two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630751328/" title="378 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 434px; height: 290px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4002/4630751328_d2f43a7a4d.jpg" alt="378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Bert and Ernie's Loch Ness ride....her first amusement park ride.  What fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630155679/" title="388 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4032/4630155679_1a9d0be0ef.jpg" alt="388" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the highlight of the trip--have you EVER seen her happier!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630156691/" title="391 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 433px; height: 289px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3371/4630156691_80ee85d786.jpg" alt="391" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe didn't want to give Abby her wand back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630757860/" title="395 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 428px; height: 286px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3388/4630757860_bc5ee4d7d5.jpg" alt="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home...this is the view *I* had of Zoe for the drive home. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-2501771404309139601?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/2501771404309139601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=2501771404309139601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2501771404309139601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2501771404309139601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/05/last-few-days-in-va.html' title='Last few days in VA...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4630120363_ddf2c773e1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-2933292233208855725</id><published>2010-05-23T09:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T18:17:37.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What We've Been Doing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630208049/" title="501 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 313px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4063/4630208049_850b45286d.jpg" alt="501" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawing "rockets"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630204769/" title="494 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3383/4630204769_999c122192.jpg" alt="494" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping around town...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630202211/" title="488 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 451px; height: 302px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3397/4630202211_bc6f738d47.jpg" alt="488" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy's been experimenting with her new lens filters...check out my rose from my awards ceremony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630790234/" title="462 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 445px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3384/4630790234_a4d02f5f6c.jpg" alt="462" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z hung out with Uncle Jason at Grammy and Grampy's for Mother's Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630787964/" title="458 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 446px; height: 298px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4045/4630787964_b9196b19c6.jpg" alt="458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe and Jacob contemplated their escape...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630184401/" title="448 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 442px; height: 295px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4045/4630184401_f7f37388d8.jpg" alt="448" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no words for this one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630164115/" title="407 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 445px; height: 297px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4019/4630164115_8d3bfa661f.jpg" alt="407" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played with our letter magnets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630762926/" title="406 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 441px; height: 655px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4057/4630762926_1a7ab82ba0_b.jpg" alt="406" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun with stickers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630159295/" title="397 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 442px; height: 295px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4015/4630159295_b49213b3a2.jpg" alt="397" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging with "Max and Ruby" (Zoe named the bears Max and Ruby--ruby is the princess bear!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-2933292233208855725?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/2933292233208855725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=2933292233208855725&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2933292233208855725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/2933292233208855725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-weve-been-doing.html' title='What We&apos;ve Been Doing....'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4063/4630208049_850b45286d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-7835419486232327098</id><published>2010-05-23T08:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T10:14:36.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I do it myself!"</title><content type='html'>Ack, seems like I don't follow through real well...sorry about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the last week or so, Zoe has become even *more* independent, if that's possible.  She insists on walking by herself, but that can be problematic...she doesn't always like it when we tell her no.  She's more likely to take grammy or grampy's hand than ours, but not always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we had a very nice visit with Grammy and Grampy.  Zoe had a fabulous time.  She had a bath when we got home (after she had  fallen asleep about a half mile from the park--it's only 2+ miles to the  house).  Anyway, after her bath, she's sitting on the couch, and  without prompting, she said, "I had fun with Grampy and Grammy!"  We  asked her if she could tell us what she had done with you them (she  hasn't been very good about doing this before).  She said, "I had lunch  with them, then we went to the park."  We asked her if there was  anything else, and she says, "I played the slides with Grampy, frow da  ball with Grampy and Grammy, and walked."  We asked her if she did  anything else, and she says, "I swing to the sky with Grampy and  Grammy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She talked about it again when we were putting her down for bed.   She was so thrilled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630260525/" title="576 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4048/4630260525_18c17922c2.jpg" alt="576" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630857750/" title="574 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4043/4630857750_e2e5bcfe31.jpg" alt="574" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630853548/" title="567 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3384/4630853548_fa800659c6.jpg" alt="567" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"pumping" all by herself!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630852258/" title="565 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4036/4630852258_6983b31aaa.jpg" alt="565" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630833728/" title="541 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4015/4630833728_b105a00250.jpg" alt="541" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630229481/" title="534 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/4630229481_b36fbb753d.jpg" alt="534" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;climbing the monkey bars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630816280/" title="517 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3337/4630816280_e389fca92f.jpg" alt="517" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630813788/" title="513 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4033/4630813788_54bbd0209a.jpg" alt="513" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4630210035/" title="505 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3356/4630210035_2258d356f4.jpg" alt="505" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who had more fun?  Grampy or Zoe??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if you'd like to see MORE of Zoe at the park--check out &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up...more pics from our vacation in VA and things we've been doing since the trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-7835419486232327098?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7835419486232327098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=7835419486232327098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7835419486232327098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7835419486232327098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-do-it-myself.html' title='&quot;I do it myself!&quot;'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4048/4630260525_18c17922c2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-1775057313630962604</id><published>2010-05-19T21:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:38:35.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, yes, yes...</title><content type='html'>I know I'm overdue for a good post, pictures and all.  I will, tomorrow..I promise! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quick update, though:  Zoe was sick with croup, again, this weekend.  In fact, she was fever free yesterday, and went back to daycare today.  She was pretty sick, but not as bad as the first bout of croup we had earlier this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots and lots of pictures to post.  The school year is winding down (23 days left to go and counting), Zoe's daycare time will go to her summer hours, and we're going to go on lots of adventures this summer!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'til tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-1775057313630962604?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/1775057313630962604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=1775057313630962604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1775057313630962604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1775057313630962604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/05/yes-yes-yes.html' title='yes, yes, yes...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-1485931213311198600</id><published>2010-05-09T17:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T17:51:00.722-04:00</updated><title type='text'>crise missies</title><content type='html'>Bonus points to anyone who can figure out what Zoe asked for just now to snack on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back later with a LONG awaited picture post. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-1485931213311198600?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/1485931213311198600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=1485931213311198600&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1485931213311198600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1485931213311198600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/05/crise-missies.html' title='crise missies'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-6846579754164015211</id><published>2010-05-02T12:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T12:28:04.518-04:00</updated><title type='text'>flashlight fun</title><content type='html'>Today...Z's been running around with with just a diaper on..and stickers on her belly (that's what she wanted to do with them when given some stickers today).  But that's not the funny thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, we were watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, and I smelled something pretty funky.  Knowing full well what it was, I asked Zoe, "Are you poopy?"  Zoe replied, "I not poopy" and continues playing with her magnetic dolls and clothes.  Then I said to her, "Did you have farts?" (she thinks this word is funny...normally we say "toots" referring to gas).  She says to me, "No, I not having farts."  Funny kid, but you still stink. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, onto the flashlight fun.  We have a small, cheap, hardly working flashlight.  Zoe discovered how much fun having one can be, and has been running around playing with it--light on, of course!  She ALSO discovered that Peanut LOVES to play with the light.  She'd point the light to the floor, and Peanut would try to catch it...causing hysterical laughter from Zoe.  Then, Peanut got bored and walked off.  Zoe would chase after her and say, "Catch it Peanut, catch it!  It's GOOOOOD."  What a funny kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-6846579754164015211?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/6846579754164015211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=6846579754164015211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6846579754164015211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6846579754164015211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/05/flashlight-fun.html' title='flashlight fun'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-4209877649196353736</id><published>2010-04-30T13:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T13:42:37.595-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"You Wearin' a Magic Crown!"</title><content type='html'>I came out of the bathroom today after getting ready to work, and hear, "Mommy, you're BACK!  I told you!" (this is a common phrase, and I have NO idea where she got that from).  Then Zoe says, "You wearing a magic crown!"  I had a headband in my hair.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Zoe says, "I wanna wear a magic crown, TOO!"  Okay...we went into the bathroom, and grabbed one of her headbands...a pink one with a bow on it.  I put it on her, and then she wanted the other one, a green one with a bow on it, on Noah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as he tried to say no, Zoe would not take "no" for an answer.  I left the house with Noah wearing a green headband with a green bow.  It really makes his eyes stand out. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-4209877649196353736?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/4209877649196353736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=4209877649196353736&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4209877649196353736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4209877649196353736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-wearin-magic-crown.html' title='&quot;You Wearin&apos; a Magic Crown!&quot;'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-9092981686397635434</id><published>2010-04-27T18:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T18:39:26.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoe and Abby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4558527625/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3079/4558527625_99fb0874e4_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4558527625/"&gt;Zoe and Abby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/noahburt/"&gt;KingdoK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Zoe's favorite moment of our trip. Mommy and Daddy liked it too.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-9092981686397635434?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/9092981686397635434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=9092981686397635434&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/9092981686397635434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/9092981686397635434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/04/zoe-and-abby.html' title='Zoe and Abby'/><author><name>Noah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13424316475975509978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9oa5YArm46c/SVf2lAXHCOI/AAAAAAAAACY/e5RhWeqvx_w/S220/unclesam.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3079/4558527625_99fb0874e4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-7421164711831474231</id><published>2010-04-22T20:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T21:01:00.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Virginia Living Museum</title><content type='html'>Today, we headed&lt;a href="http://www.thevlm.org/"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt; to see lots and lots of animals.  Zoe LOVED it.  I got a LOT of pictures--mostly of the animals, honestly.  I'll post them tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think Zoe loved the vultures the most...she nearly jumped out of her seat when she saw them.  She really liked looking for birdies in the mud (just normal birds, possibly blackbirds, looking for bugs in the water or mud as we walked from exhibit to exhibit), loved looking for turtles and duckies in the water, loved watching the otters, looking at fish, and checking out the wolves.  She even wished them happy birthday, since today was the wolves' 3rd birthday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I* really enjoyed the exhibit they had on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charley_Harper"&gt;Charley Harper&lt;/a&gt; because his work is in one of Zoe's counting books.  I enjoyed learning more about this artist who used screen printing to create his images, used humor and had an ecological message in a lot of his work.  Very interesting stuff, but I'm sorry to say I can't afford his work! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, pictures will come tomorrow...after our visit to Busch Gardens!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-7421164711831474231?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7421164711831474231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=7421164711831474231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7421164711831474231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7421164711831474231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/04/virginia-living-museum.html' title='Virginia Living Museum'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-4205963484401355690</id><published>2010-04-21T19:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T21:48:39.962-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Colonial Williamsburg</title><content type='html'>We spent the last two days at Colonial &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Williamsburg&lt;/span&gt;...what a wonderful place!  There were houses and gardens to go through (we stuck to the gardens), animals to see and wave to (Z loved this!), people to talk to, and reenactments to watch.  The first day, we tried to take the shuttle from the visitor center, not knowing there was a walkway.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Weeeeelllllll&lt;/span&gt;, let's just say, it didn't make Z a happy camper.  It was so rough on the bus that when we were leaving a restaurant, we overheard someone say, "there's the kid who didn't like the bus".  Apparently, Z made quite a reputation for herself!  Zoe loved watching the horses walking around, the puppies, and the kitties.  She *loved* the drums, and ended up with one as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;souvenir&lt;/span&gt; (thankfully, it's not that loud!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that there were private residences in Colonial Williamsburg?  I had no idea, and I'm not so sure I'd like that, as a resident...talk about intrusions!!  But, hey, to be able to say, "I live in the middle of Colonial Williamsburg"?  I guess to each his own, right??  We only discovered this because we saw some houses that had little placards on them that said "private residence" on them.  Interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe decided that she was going to narrate pretty much the entire time we were there.  I know, this is shocking news...shocking that she wouldn't be quiet.  It was cute...until we heard "I see a green tree" for the 24028420934823th time! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we hung close to home.  We had the timeshare tour (which we've agreed, we will NOT attempt with Zoe again EVER), and then it was nap time.  I'll tell you, being on vacation has done wonderful things for Zoe's nap schedule!  She's been napping an average of 2.5-3 hours a day since we've been down here!!  She did this when we were on MV in August too.  Maybe it's the pack and play??  Who knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what everyone wants to see is PICTURES....so here they ARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4541545571/" title="IMG_6369 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4046/4541545571_6fda679c1a.jpg" alt="IMG_6369" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Palace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4542187500/" title="IMG_6372 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4542187500_9e7556edfb.jpg" alt="IMG_6372" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda dark, but one of the 1342103981 different horse drawn carriages we saw.  Zoe LOVED the horses...said hi and wanted to touch them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4542201024/" title="IMG_6376 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4069/4542201024_d0b51c0046.jpg" alt="IMG_6376" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this in my yard...when I get one. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4541583223/" title="IMG_6382 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4047/4541583223_19bd3f995c.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_6382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught her in a funny pose :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4542229896/" title="IMG_6389 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4023/4542229896_2c822307f0.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_6389" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously...could it get any more beautiful!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4542239864/" title="IMG_6393 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4002/4542239864_a82cf2151e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_6393" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reenactment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4542254892/" title="IMG_6399 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4060/4542254892_1f2f56e7a0.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_6399" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the reenactment with Daddy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4541643753/" title="IMG_6412 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4045/4541643753_b27cb27364.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_6412" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 shots before I got one where she was sorta smiling and looking at the camera...this is what taking pictures with a toddler is like!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4542283406/" title="IMG_6415 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4042/4542283406_90f3c6e1a1.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_6415" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One  of the private gardens we found...Zoe wanted to go and walk through it, but it was a private residence.  We weren't sure if that was "kosher".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4541652149/" title="IMG_6419 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4037/4541652149_da9208e5a0.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_6419" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this shot of Z...we were "playin' cahs"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4542301110/" title="IMG_6430 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2765/4542301110_9cb4329bb0.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_6430" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma and Z...Zoe was saying "cheese" in this shot, believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4541673245/" title="IMG_6434 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4044/4541673245_48273561a4.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_6434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging with all her friends before bed tonight...watching Dora (what else?).  She insisted on watching TV with all of them while having her snack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-4205963484401355690?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/4205963484401355690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=4205963484401355690&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4205963484401355690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/4205963484401355690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/04/colonial-williamsburg.html' title='Colonial Williamsburg'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4046/4541545571_6fda679c1a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-5276718003349133081</id><published>2010-04-21T19:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T19:58:24.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Legend of Zoe...</title><content type='html'>We were in Ruby Tuesday tonight for dinner and Zoe was absolutely enamoured with our waitress, Janine.  She was a young woman, probably in her early 20s, and Zoe just could NOT stop talking about her, to her, wondering where she was, and wanted to have her stay and color with her.  If you've been out to eat with us, you know that Z tends to gravitate to the sugar packets and likes to sort them, empty them from their container and fill it back up....no big deal.  She calls them 'dollars' and was sharing them with Noah and me, and then even gave a couple to Janine.  At one point, Z called this woman honey, little girl, and mommy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on the way out the door, there was an old song playing...we could hear it quite well.  I told Zoe to start dancing while we were walking, and she did.  The waiters were quite impressed that she was bee-bopping out the door to the beat of the music!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-5276718003349133081?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/5276718003349133081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=5276718003349133081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/5276718003349133081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/5276718003349133081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/04/legend-of-zoe.html' title='The Legend of Zoe...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-1902142828788266164</id><published>2010-04-19T07:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T08:46:19.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures pictures, and more pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4532864799/" title="IMG_6279 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4068/4532864799_36df75832c.jpg" alt="IMG_6279" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when you don't feel well and then don't nap well....you fall asleep on the couch, standing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4533502136/" title="IMG_6280 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2709/4533502136_b41a3405a7.jpg" alt="IMG_6280" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging with Aunt Susan, Cousin Emma, and Cousin Katie Rose...Zoe got one of those velvet like posters to color from Aunt Janet (thanks again, she loves the things you got her!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4533509638/" title="IMG_6282 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4533509638_c15f455081.jpg" alt="IMG_6282" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finger painting with Daddy for the first time (color wonder finger paints...best.things.ever!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4532877791/" title="IMG_6285 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4532877791_df1dba27b2.jpg" alt="IMG_6285" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the 24234920498240248230948 times Zoe walked up and down the basement stairs with Emma (and Bingo in this pic!).  Thanks again, Emma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4533514346/" title="IMG_6283 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4533514346_c25645b700.jpg" alt="IMG_6283" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with the jumping bunnies toy with Aunt Janet...Fun fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4532881449/" title="IMG_6284 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4065/4532881449_f6e69feab7.jpg" alt="IMG_6284" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying bye-bye to Aunt Susan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4532895595/" title="IMG_6290 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4002/4532895595_8d7ceeca3f.jpg" alt="IMG_6290" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe with Great-Grandma Rose and Cousin Emma....of all the pics we took, this is the ONLY one where they are all looking at the camera or have their eyes open! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4532901025/" title="IMG_6294 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2783/4532901025_d916a6bd87.jpg" alt="IMG_6294" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe and Lilli--fast friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4533549422/" title="IMG_6301 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/4533549422_0c65f84b8e.jpg" alt="IMG_6301" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe and Lilli sharing juice and secrets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4533565120/" title="IMG_6306 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4066/4533565120_4b8fe6dbfc.jpg" alt="IMG_6306" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come ON, Lilli!"  Zoe and Lilli were so afraid to climb this rope ladder..but a nice young boy who wanted to get up (and Zoe was in the way) helped Zoe on her first climb up...from there she was unstoppable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4532941055/" title="IMG_6311 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4057/4532941055_b8650406cb.jpg" alt="IMG_6311" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On your mark....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4532943075/" title="IMG_6312 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4009/4532943075_0aab6688f3.jpg" alt="IMG_6312" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...get set....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4533586618/" title="IMG_6316 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2695/4533586618_95024ca54b.jpg" alt="IMG_6316" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4532961835/" title="IMG_6320 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4072/4532961835_1320367067.jpg" alt="IMG_6320" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe's modeling our view off the balcony.  It is a little chilly in the morning, but that's okay.  We made do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4533611522/" title="IMG_6330 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4059/4533611522_c7410c7c76.jpg" alt="IMG_6330" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild and CRA-Z.  I've started calling her "Stinker Bell" as she's started to tell us "Don't touch me, I'm fine", which is a direct quote from her new Tinker Bell movie we got for the trip.  Um, and most of the time?  No one is touching her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4533614088/" title="IMG_6327 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4056/4533614088_91922aa12a.jpg" alt="IMG_6327" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the slide that's a short walk from the suite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4533618728/" title="IMG_6324 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4014/4533618728_d414409763.jpg" alt="IMG_6324" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On your MARK.  Get SET....GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a side note....Zoe had a blast going down the slide.  That's not the point of this.  She started going down the slide and purposely getting on her back while she'd go down...with her arms outstretched.  She said at one point, "I'm SAVING THE WORLD!!!"  I asked her, laughing, "Where did you learn that??"  Zoe says, "The WORRRLD!" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of course!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4532987487/" title="IMG_6334 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2704/4532987487_c8fd7d209f.jpg" alt="IMG_6334" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe then asked to go on the swing. She's been afraid to go them before, and when we put her on, not too impressed.  Of course, today, she LOVED it.  Let's hope it's a new trend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4533629914/" title="IMG_6338 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4062/4533629914_ca4f431b58.jpg" alt="IMG_6338" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, a few last pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4533653914/" title="IMG_6347 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2787/4533653914_9d921dd655.jpg" alt="IMG_6347" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4533656028/" title="IMG_6349 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4061/4533656028_3330bc1497.jpg" alt="IMG_6349" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4533662970/" title="IMG_6353 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2737/4533662970_28b0e97ac6.jpg" alt="IMG_6353" height="333" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, as usual, there are 242094234823094803 more on &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/"&gt;Flickr &lt;/a&gt;already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-1902142828788266164?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/1902142828788266164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=1902142828788266164&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1902142828788266164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1902142828788266164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/04/pictures-pictures-and-more-pictures.html' title='Pictures pictures, and more pictures!'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4068/4532864799_36df75832c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-1539447546978920026</id><published>2010-04-18T20:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T20:40:45.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello from WIlliamsburg, VA!</title><content type='html'>We're on our spring break vacation to Williamsburg, but I thought I'd take this opportunity to update the blog.  I want to do this each night so I don't forget all the things we do!! :)  After a very long drive and a night in Wilmington, we made our way to visit with some of Noah's family for a few hours.  We got to catch up with Noah's aunts, Grandma Rose, and cousins...Emma certainly was on her toes chasing after Zoe and "babysitting" for us.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to meet up with a mommy friend of mine from a mommy message board I belong to.  Mary and her daughter Lilli were wonderful people. We met up at a local Burger King so that the kids could play in an enclosed play area.  When they finally figured out how to climb up the net like ladder to go down the slide, they were in heaven!!  The kids had such a good time, and Zoe hasn't stopped asking for Lilli!  Too bad we don't live closer, I think the girls (and Mary and I) would have had fun getting together more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pulled into our resort in Williamsburg.  W.O.W. is all I can say.  With our timeshare, we've been able to exchange it a number of times, but this is by far the best we've been in.  It's quiet, very quiet, and you're hard up to see many other people walking around, even though the place is filled with cars.  We're at a 2 bedroom suite with our own kitchen, a jetted tub, a gas fireplace, a private deck...so nice!  Zoe has settled in quite nicely.  She loves running down the hall into her "own room" and coming back out.  We took it easy today..going to the grocery store, and just hanging in the suite.  We took a walk down to a nearby play area with a single slide and 2 swings...just perfect for Zoe.  She had a blast, and even went on the swing (and liked it).  Tonight, Noah asked her if she had fun today, and with a giggly grin, Zoe said, "yeeeees".  I asked her what her favorite part, and without missing a beat, she told us sliding down the slides. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics are coming as soon as Flickr finishes uploading!!  There are a LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This vacation has come at a perfect time.  The last couple of weeks have been rough for us.  Noah was sick, then Zoe got sick, and in that same time, my allergies just went into overdrive.  Zoe had a high fever and was out of daycare for FOUR days because of the fever (no other real symptom...weird, because she was all over the place running around too!!).  We took her to the dr, all the same, thinking it was an ear infection.  He says to us that it was just a virus that had to work out of her system...just in time for the vacation! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-1539447546978920026?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/1539447546978920026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=1539447546978920026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1539447546978920026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1539447546978920026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-from-williamsburg-va.html' title='Hello from WIlliamsburg, VA!'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-6130346193277594446</id><published>2010-04-15T12:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T07:39:06.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drive by post...</title><content type='html'>http://www.philsdarkroom.com/Portraits/Zoe/11859061_hTHC6#838693463_2cjhm&lt;br /&gt;(note:  address has changed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the rest of the pics from Zoe's photo shoot....we just got the link for all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are way too many to post here.  I will post a couple of our favorites when we figure out what they are!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are low-res and good for web (but not printing, necessarily).  And there's a watermark on them.  If you're interested in any, let me know what you want and what size.  I'll let Phil know so we can get the right ones printed up! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Edited to add 4/17/10:  Please note a new URL has been posted.  In addition, there will be an option to purchase right from the site.  I will be asking for password protection for this, so be sure to ask if you check back and can't see the pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-6130346193277594446?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/6130346193277594446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=6130346193277594446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6130346193277594446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6130346193277594446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/04/drive-by-post.html' title='Drive by post...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-6349986406402071125</id><published>2010-04-11T22:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T22:56:34.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Words I never thought Zoe would say...</title><content type='html'>at 2 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mind your own business..." complete with a serious face and pointing at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stop talking, Mommy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stop poking me!" (and no one is touching her)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-6349986406402071125?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/6349986406402071125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=6349986406402071125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6349986406402071125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6349986406402071125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/04/words-i-never-thought-zoe-would-say.html' title='Words I never thought Zoe would say...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-6881348127318961619</id><published>2010-04-10T09:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T22:50:39.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Words I never thought I'd say...</title><content type='html'>"That's yucky, Zoe.  We don't lick people!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah said the other day, "Zoe, don't stick your finger in your butt." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the life of a toddler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-6881348127318961619?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/6881348127318961619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=6881348127318961619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6881348127318961619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6881348127318961619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/04/words-i-never-thought-id-say.html' title='Words I never thought I&apos;d say...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-295593250711414620</id><published>2010-04-09T18:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T18:50:07.782-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not a monkey...</title><content type='html'>We were in the car today, listening to &lt;a href="http://www.thewiggles.com.au/us/home/"&gt;The Wiggles&lt;/a&gt; CD we have.  More specifically, we were listening to the song, "The Monkey Dance".  I asked her if she was a monkey.  Zoe replied, "I'm not a monkey, I'm Zoe!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, DUH, Momma, of course! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-295593250711414620?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/295593250711414620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=295593250711414620&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/295593250711414620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/295593250711414620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-not-monkey.html' title='I&apos;m not a monkey...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-6217532409670540498</id><published>2010-04-07T21:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T21:15:51.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Suit</title><content type='html'>It was rather warm today...so Z was dressed in a tank top and shorts to go to daycare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we get done dressing her, and what does she do?  "look, momma, I wearing a baby suit!"  She thought, and insisted no matter what we said, that she was wearing a bathing suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly girl! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-6217532409670540498?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/6217532409670540498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=6217532409670540498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6217532409670540498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6217532409670540498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/04/baby-suit.html' title='Baby Suit'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-7562716844941219692</id><published>2010-04-05T21:06:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:42:12.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Eathter!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qNgz46NNI/AAAAAAAABlA/inKRqnqjudI/s1600/Zoe+323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qNgz46NNI/AAAAAAAABlA/inKRqnqjudI/s320/Zoe+323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456829493337011410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Easter Bunny dropped off a new toy for Zoe...a day early.  He knew how great the weather was going to be this past weekend, and wanted to make sure Z could get as much time in as possible with the toy!!  Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qNgXvykCI/AAAAAAAABk4/f7cNGokIw0A/s1600/Zoe+328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qNgXvykCI/AAAAAAAABk4/f7cNGokIw0A/s320/Zoe+328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456829485782568994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still playing!  She LOVES her new trike!  We forgot to bring her helmet, but trust me, she's made use of that already! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qNfzD2IGI/AAAAAAAABkw/3pvMM3cKA5g/s1600/Zoe+330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qNfzD2IGI/AAAAAAAABkw/3pvMM3cKA5g/s320/Zoe+330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456829475934576738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Aww, dis iz bettah...watch out, Papa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qNJkJ5d7I/AAAAAAAABko/_uVY84cO-Wc/s1600/Zoe+333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qNJkJ5d7I/AAAAAAAABko/_uVY84cO-Wc/s320/Zoe+333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456829093976307634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Come ON, Uncle G!  Come ON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qNJX0CTAI/AAAAAAAABkg/iyW__73x4xA/s1600/Zoe+344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qNJX0CTAI/AAAAAAAABkg/iyW__73x4xA/s320/Zoe+344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456829090663386114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gaga, WOOOO!  Where's dat noize fwum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qNI2AOLXI/AAAAAAAABkY/CHZFVP_oECE/s1600/Zoe+362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qNI2AOLXI/AAAAAAAABkY/CHZFVP_oECE/s320/Zoe+362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456829081587690866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the pretty ladies...and Brody. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qNIBMbexI/AAAAAAAABkQ/MEJl6X04vbM/s1600/Zoe+367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qNIBMbexI/AAAAAAAABkQ/MEJl6X04vbM/s320/Zoe+367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456829067411815186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy, chase me!!  Chase me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qNHipzuLI/AAAAAAAABkI/kyx8MFR-UJE/s1600/Zoe+368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qNHipzuLI/AAAAAAAABkI/kyx8MFR-UJE/s320/Zoe+368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456829059213539506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking a milk break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qMG53EiII/AAAAAAAABkA/CIKESYQV-DU/s1600/Zoe+381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qMG53EiII/AAAAAAAABkA/CIKESYQV-DU/s320/Zoe+381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456827948751685762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this grin says it all....she had a BLAST at the park on Saturday with Gaga, Papa, Uncle G, Darcy and Brody.  If you haven't figured it out, keep looking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qMGaWqrwI/AAAAAAAABj4/SX_8yTwIcdo/s1600/Zoe+391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qMGaWqrwI/AAAAAAAABj4/SX_8yTwIcdo/s320/Zoe+391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456827940294274818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was so excited she turned herself around and walked backwards to the playground!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qMGNlltdI/AAAAAAAABjw/tWaJ0-cBwjM/s1600/Zoe+405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qMGNlltdI/AAAAAAAABjw/tWaJ0-cBwjM/s320/Zoe+405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456827936867202514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Weeeee!!  Slides!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qMFjvepSI/AAAAAAAABjo/yKuW9dIHPF0/s1600/Zoe+406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qMFjvepSI/AAAAAAAABjo/yKuW9dIHPF0/s320/Zoe+406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456827925634393378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle G trying to teach Zoe how to use the ladder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qMFBCV3lI/AAAAAAAABjg/vnT5sjinjE4/s1600/Zoe+408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qMFBCV3lI/AAAAAAAABjg/vnT5sjinjE4/s320/Zoe+408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456827916318269010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and Papa catching up on the latest news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qLcC6cCDI/AAAAAAAABjY/UxPbP5_Mldk/s1600/Zoe+416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qLcC6cCDI/AAAAAAAABjY/UxPbP5_Mldk/s320/Zoe+416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456827212447352882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A true sign of a good time...she's FILTHY.  :)  She had an absolutely fabulous time with everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got home, we had to get our eggs ready for the Easter Bunny!!  This was Zoe's first time dying eggs, and she was thrilled to watch the eggs change from white to the different colors she chose.  She was very particular about which eggs became which color. :)  Check it out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qLbgOrFNI/AAAAAAAABjQ/STd8uHV7tQI/s1600/Zoe+428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qLbgOrFNI/AAAAAAAABjQ/STd8uHV7tQI/s320/Zoe+428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456827203136984274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Z, dying eggs redneck style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qLbSZYDfI/AAAAAAAABjI/RAeojhkCzL4/s1600/Zoe+433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qLbSZYDfI/AAAAAAAABjI/RAeojhkCzL4/s320/Zoe+433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456827199423778290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Plop!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her efforts were well-rewarded...the Easter Bunny hid those eggs well!  Zoe really got into the egg hunt at home.  She was very careful with the real eggs, and shook the plastic ones, intent on figuring out what was in each one (M&amp;amp;Ms and stickers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qLa2_PDDI/AAAAAAAABjA/kjqHnA2SKgA/s1600/IMG_6146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qLa2_PDDI/AAAAAAAABjA/kjqHnA2SKgA/s320/IMG_6146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456827192066378802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qLarTE3jI/AAAAAAAABi4/12f80Yql3UE/s1600/IMG_6153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qLarTE3jI/AAAAAAAABi4/12f80Yql3UE/s320/IMG_6153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456827188928372274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qKmokVT8I/AAAAAAAABiw/gwLqGntf9Zg/s1600/IMG_6157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qKmokVT8I/AAAAAAAABiw/gwLqGntf9Zg/s320/IMG_6157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456826294842249154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And, the requisite chocolate for breakfast (but only on Easter).  She actually wouldn't eat it after we unwrapped it.  She had stepped on it, and when she realized it was broken, she wouldn't eat the egg!  Silly girl! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qKl2-7vUI/AAAAAAAABio/5Qy3sfG0EBU/s1600/IMG_6172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qKl2-7vUI/AAAAAAAABio/5Qy3sfG0EBU/s320/IMG_6172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456826281532046658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Grammy and Grampy's...Cousin Jacob and Zoe had a BLAST together.  He was slow to warm up, but Zoe didn't seem to care...she just ran and ran and ran (can you tell from the picture??).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qKlY2meoI/AAAAAAAABig/hCP7iDQH84c/s1600/IMG_6175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qKlY2meoI/AAAAAAAABig/hCP7iDQH84c/s320/IMG_6175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456826273444035202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;holding hands together.  They really do love each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qKlLYNC9I/AAAAAAAABiY/67eBVOCnyL0/s1600/IMG_6178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qKlLYNC9I/AAAAAAAABiY/67eBVOCnyL0/s320/IMG_6178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456826269826878418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you tell??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qKkc56uPI/AAAAAAAABiQ/iEPUk4m4wxs/s1600/IMG_6179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qKkc56uPI/AAAAAAAABiQ/iEPUk4m4wxs/s320/IMG_6179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456826257351817458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awwwww.....how sweet!!  They would kiss each other anytime we asked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qJqJaCchI/AAAAAAAABiI/tEm-1IeNRdQ/s1600/IMG_6182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qJqJaCchI/AAAAAAAABiI/tEm-1IeNRdQ/s320/IMG_6182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456825255685419538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's how she's used her helmet...Don't YOU eat your dinner with your bike helmet, knee pads, two drinks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qJpoWMVEI/AAAAAAAABiA/26AP7qmpgGY/s1600/IMG_6183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qJpoWMVEI/AAAAAAAABiA/26AP7qmpgGY/s320/IMG_6183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456825246810920002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...Sesame characters....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qJpOMQX7I/AAAAAAAABh4/Wb3FQ0B2RVo/s1600/IMG_6186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qJpOMQX7I/AAAAAAAABh4/Wb3FQ0B2RVo/s320/IMG_6186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456825239789920178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and Strawberry Shortcake looking on??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qJo_IcOVI/AAAAAAAABhw/_FBNn2YKgjA/s1600/IMG_6190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qJo_IcOVI/AAAAAAAABhw/_FBNn2YKgjA/s320/IMG_6190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456825235747387730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zoe shared her dinner with her new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qJoQqhcDI/AAAAAAAABho/qs-CusAUr2k/s1600/IMG_6188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qJoQqhcDI/AAAAAAAABho/qs-CusAUr2k/s320/IMG_6188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456825223273869362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And was contemplating her next move. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, we had a FULL weekend here.  It all started with a trip to visit Grampy at his work, lunch with Grampy, a visit with the Easter Bunny (she loved him, hated waiting, and hated getting off!!), and a visit with Grammy.  Saturday was spent at a beautiful park just south of Boston.  We all had so much fun, as you can see!!  Sunday was spent running around Grammy and Grampy's house, too busy to eat anything more than chocolate, falling off a ball and hitting her chin on the floor, and hitting her head against the corner of a table (see why we need that helmet??;) ).  Busy weekend, but we wouldn't trade it for the world!  Thank you to the family for such a fun time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-7562716844941219692?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7562716844941219692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=7562716844941219692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7562716844941219692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7562716844941219692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-eathter.html' title='Happy Eathter!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S7qNgz46NNI/AAAAAAAABlA/inKRqnqjudI/s72-c/Zoe+323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-7760310864827031047</id><published>2010-04-01T21:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T21:46:29.847-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crackers in a Red Bag and a Scary Snake</title><content type='html'>We got home today, and Zoe wanted a snack.  It was close to dinner, so I was trying hold her out, if I could.  Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe:  I want crackers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Z, it's close to dinner, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe:  I want crackers in a red bag!  (that would be Ritz cheese and crackers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  No, Z, it's almost dinner time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe:  I want crackers in a red bag...because...because...I'm not crying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, how can you argue that logic?  She did get the crackers in a red bag, but only ate 1 or 2 before giving it back to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, what's this about a snake??  We were in Target getting last minute supplies for Easter eggs...she sees a random rubber snake on a shelf and insists on carrying it around.  I was all set to let her hold it, play with it and then give it to the cashier to put underneath her register instead of buying it.  But, the more Z played with it, the more she got excited about this.  She would grab the head, twist it in her fingers so it moved side to side saying, "sssssss".  I would pretend to be scared, throw up my hands and give a quiet squeal.  She LOVED it.  We get to the register and Zoe is babbling to the cashier about what color the snake is (blue), that it said "sssss" and that it was scary.  So, I had to get it for her...she wouldn't let it go at ALL until she went to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Noah came home, she showed him her snake, and in a low growl says, "ssssssss, SCARY SNAKE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hysterical!  I love this age!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-7760310864827031047?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7760310864827031047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=7760310864827031047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7760310864827031047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/7760310864827031047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/04/crackers-in-red-bag-and-scary-snake.html' title='Crackers in a Red Bag and a Scary Snake'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-6402096513012804701</id><published>2010-03-28T13:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T14:23:21.581-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I know...I know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4470670564/" title="IMG_5914 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2733/4470670564_7ba2e4e13d.jpg" alt="IMG_5914" height="500" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been awhile.  If anyone knows what I do for work...it's *portfolio* season.  This means that I'm super crazy out of control busy.  Add into the fact that grades are due (and I also need to do IEP progress reports)..well, I really haven't had much time to breath much less update!  After this week, things WILL slow down and we can start our count down to our family vacation to Williamsburg, VA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...let's see.  What have we been up to in this past week and a half?  Last weekend, we took advantage of the BEAUTIFUL 70 degree weather and made our way to the local park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4469893675/" title="IMG_5918 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4054/4469893675_ba8ce6b97f.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_5918" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4470675648/" title="IMG_5923 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4056/4470675648_bea3e41347.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_5923" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4470677348/" title="IMG_5924 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4067/4470677348_af6be66ec8.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_5924" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4469905253/" title="IMG_5931 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4036/4469905253_647c2e69c4.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_5931" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4470692624/" title="IMG_5943 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4051/4470692624_114d6719d4.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_5943" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4469919557/" title="IMG_5949 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4067/4469919557_49360aed83.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_5949" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4470710014/" title="IMG_5963 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2796/4470710014_24356c24c4.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_5963" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4469934569/" title="IMG_5969 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4061/4469934569_82322fa44f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_5969" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4470719654/" title="IMG_5975 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4011/4470719654_de01e555f7.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="IMG_5975" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4469938445/" title="IMG_5976 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4039/4469938445_fc3b184ae4.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_5976" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4469947219/" title="IMG_5983 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2804/4469947219_aa9e7c84a8.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_5983" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked, we went down the slide 242034239402290 times, walked up and down a ramp 823424242490842 times, tried the swing, and walked some more.  Oh, and we played in some sand, and tested out the new shades (Dora ones, of course!).  It was a BLAST and we all really enjoyed it.  During the week, we just did our normal shtick....go to daycare (or work, depending on who you're thinking about), played at home, tormented the cat, and did a little cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4470731560/" title="IMG_5990 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4070/4470731560_ced3b8388c.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_5990" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought Friday night would be a nice relaxing night, like it is most nights.  Instead, we spent it in the ER.  Don't worry, everything's all right.  Noah had picked up more food for Peanut, and we put it in a big tupperware style container so the dry stuff stays fresher (and the cat doesn't decide to go exploring and rip the bag apart).  Zoe wanted to help.  Noah filled the container and then turned to put the leftover food from the bag in Peanut's dish.  The next thing we know, Zoe had lifted the nearly 8lbs of cat food (in the container) and dropped it...on her big toe.  The good news?  It's not broken.  The bad news?  It looks disgusting.  I did NOT take a picture of it (you're WELCOME).  It's 'puh-pull', and 'huuhts' a lot.  Zoe will tell you exactly what happened if you ask her.  She may lose the nail, but we're hoping she doesn't.  Poor thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday continued to be just as eventful...we went out and came back with a (dora) potty ring (one that goes on the regular toilet seat).  It wasn't our intention to get a potty, as we were out for something else.  Zoe saw it, and HAD to have it.  We did tell her when she gets home, we could try it out...she was SO excited, she couldn't stop talking about it on the drive home.  At one point, the seat ended up on her head!  (no, no pics...didn't even think of it!).  We got her home, set it up, and SUCCESS!!!  Zoe, with the help of her Elmo potty book, went potty for the FIRST TIME!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/noahburt/4469955671/" title="IMG_5996 by KingdoK, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2760/4469955671_a1b61e42ea.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="IMG_5996" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOHOOO!   We're not going to push it, but when she fights us with the diaper changes, we remind her that she could tell us to use the potty instead...she is VERY motivated to sit on her Dora ring!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-6402096513012804701?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/6402096513012804701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=6402096513012804701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6402096513012804701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6402096513012804701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-knowi-know.html' title='I know...I know...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2733/4470670564_7ba2e4e13d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-1193504248124543197</id><published>2010-03-17T20:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T20:58:44.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture OVERLOAD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F5TuqHQ8I/AAAAAAAABgQ/V1avHBMYCZQ/s1600-h/IMG_5850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F5TuqHQ8I/AAAAAAAABgQ/V1avHBMYCZQ/s320/IMG_5850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449770403944154050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zoe discovered she liked the slide....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F5TAgoTjI/AAAAAAAABgI/EFEL77Jf62o/s1600-h/IMG_5851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F5TAgoTjI/AAAAAAAABgI/EFEL77Jf62o/s320/IMG_5851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449770391556345394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Going down, and landing on, Bunny (or Hop Hop, when you ask for its name) and George...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F5SjF-0rI/AAAAAAAABgA/zj6oa_ZphVc/s1600-h/IMG_5855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F5SjF-0rI/AAAAAAAABgA/zj6oa_ZphVc/s320/IMG_5855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449770383659946674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a picture with two of her cousins...&lt;a href="http://barbinifamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Taylor&lt;/a&gt;  and the newest member of the family--"Princess P"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F5R7blA0I/AAAAAAAABf4/wAHWceREYyg/s1600-h/IMG_5858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F5R7blA0I/AAAAAAAABf4/wAHWceREYyg/s320/IMG_5858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449770373013111618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing with her castle....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F5RtGGwxI/AAAAAAAABfw/wz8f7Gnq8u4/s1600-h/IMG_5862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F5RtGGwxI/AAAAAAAABfw/wz8f7Gnq8u4/s320/IMG_5862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449770369164952338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Prince go upSTAIR"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F40X1Q5LI/AAAAAAAABfo/H6IgybrA_qk/s1600-h/IMG_5863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F40X1Q5LI/AAAAAAAABfo/H6IgybrA_qk/s320/IMG_5863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449769865240962226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chef Zoe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F4zzhorzI/AAAAAAAABfg/v9zeoXrRrd8/s1600-h/IMG_5869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F4zzhorzI/AAAAAAAABfg/v9zeoXrRrd8/s320/IMG_5869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449769855494958898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She wore that costume for about 45 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F4zRv2vaI/AAAAAAAABfY/ka-a6jQ6jMw/s1600-h/IMG_5879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F4zRv2vaI/AAAAAAAABfY/ka-a6jQ6jMw/s320/IMG_5879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449769846427794850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Visiting with Cousin Brody...she got to hold him.  It's getting harder now that he's getting SO big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F4y0zHIJI/AAAAAAAABfQ/9tX5v2BO45c/s1600-h/IMG_5882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F4y0zHIJI/AAAAAAAABfQ/9tX5v2BO45c/s320/IMG_5882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449769838656823442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See, Gaga, I GOT him!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F4yXU1ymI/AAAAAAAABfI/1QmKw8mpcA8/s1600-h/IMG_5888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F4yXU1ymI/AAAAAAAABfI/1QmKw8mpcA8/s320/IMG_5888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449769830745229922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zoe insisted that Brody sit NEXT to her.  He has a look like, "um, Daddy, are you SURE it's okay??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F4HgXEbnI/AAAAAAAABfA/FQ4KxB36i-0/s1600-h/IMG_5893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F4HgXEbnI/AAAAAAAABfA/FQ4KxB36i-0/s320/IMG_5893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449769094436122226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brody:  "well, um, if you say so!"  Zoe:  "*SQUEEEEEAAAAL* this is so fun!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F4HMCuX2I/AAAAAAAABe4/uf7DPLEOCU4/s1600-h/IMG_5898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F4HMCuX2I/AAAAAAAABe4/uf7DPLEOCU4/s320/IMG_5898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449769088982081378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, she insisted the Puma join in on the action...Puma was actually kissing Zoe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F4G7fO4FI/AAAAAAAABew/hWBdwv1HGaY/s1600-h/IMG_5900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F4G7fO4FI/AAAAAAAABew/hWBdwv1HGaY/s320/IMG_5900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449769084538249298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Princess Z!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F4GVis_jI/AAAAAAAABeo/fwzvj-3DhKo/s1600-h/IMG_5904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F4GVis_jI/AAAAAAAABeo/fwzvj-3DhKo/s320/IMG_5904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449769074352258610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;teeesth!!! (cheese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F4F4118CI/AAAAAAAABeg/q0luQqwdzkU/s1600-h/IMG_5912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F4F4118CI/AAAAAAAABeg/q0luQqwdzkU/s320/IMG_5912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449769066647908386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Time to chill out...being a princess is hard work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-1193504248124543197?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/1193504248124543197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=1193504248124543197&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1193504248124543197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/1193504248124543197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/03/picture-overload.html' title='Picture OVERLOAD!'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/S6F5TuqHQ8I/AAAAAAAABgQ/V1avHBMYCZQ/s72-c/IMG_5850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2708554346578400216.post-6851889400654408091</id><published>2010-03-12T19:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T19:37:39.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lil Miss Opinionated...</title><content type='html'>Z has gotten QUITE opinionated in the last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we want her to sing, and she doesn't want to?  "I don't WANT to sing." Or, "I don't LIKE that song" or "I don't LIKE that song anymore!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we want her to dance and she doesn't want to?  insert dance instead....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we are talking and it doesn't include Zoe?  "STOP TALKING!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I would like her to do something, "No, Momma, I don't WANT to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I offer her something, it's "No, Momma, I don't WANT it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has recently been insisting on using a purple spoon for her meals.  Unfortunately, said spoon is often in the dishwasher from the use. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is getting more specific in what she wants...."I want the crackers in the red bag".  That means she would like the Ritz cheese and crackers (the little sandwich crackers).  Yes, and in their snack bag, too...because she had them in a snack bag once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..."I want cheese-its in a brown bowl". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe's had a couple of new words and phrases that are kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemnade  and tryn-gale (lemonade and triangle), ball-rina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My eyes are broken" (when she closes her eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe has also figured out cool concepts...and comments on them often...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full/empty&lt;br /&gt;light/dark&lt;br /&gt;take away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there's more...but I'm blanking.  I'll try to post some pics this weekend.  We've been lacking in the picture taking.  I've been sick (again!) and, well, pics haven't been a top priority...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll have to fix that this weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2708554346578400216-6851889400654408091?l=zoemacaroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/feeds/6851889400654408091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2708554346578400216&amp;postID=6851889400654408091&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6851889400654408091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2708554346578400216/posts/default/6851889400654408091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoemacaroni.blogspot.com/2010/03/lil-miss-opinionated.html' title='Lil Miss Opinionated...'/><author><name>Amy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzpuwMYq1Eg/SlX3gOUGFfI/AAAAAAAABDU/lNUWWiCsDIs/S220/3149k68.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
