<?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-11504184</id><updated>2011-12-14T19:02:08.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Boys 1 Girl</title><subtitle type='html'>Follow one family's ride through life!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-112103902566823440</id><published>2005-07-10T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T16:43:45.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just saying hi</title><content type='html'>I caught him in the middle of eating meat sticks - you can see a little chunk of it on my chin! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/905_348.ts1121038395640.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/904_348.ts1121038392609.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nelltaliercio.com"&gt;www.nelltaliercio.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mommysplace.net"&gt;www.mommysplace.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-112103902566823440?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112103902566823440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=112103902566823440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/112103902566823440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/112103902566823440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-saying-hi.html' title='Just saying hi'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-112052971367235731</id><published>2005-07-04T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T19:15:13.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Brain Grow!</title><content type='html'>It's amazing to see my son learn something new and discover a new part of his brain! Here is an update of what he has been doing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gives kisses&lt;br /&gt;Shares hiss food with me (oh yummmy. LOL. Baby spit and food)&lt;br /&gt;Points to his toes when asked "where's your toe"&lt;br /&gt;Is learning what "nose" and "finger" means&lt;br /&gt;Says yum yum when eating and told me "yum yum" the other day when he was hungry and ready to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Brought me his empty cup when he was thirsty for more.&lt;br /&gt;Found and handed me a diaper when he needed his diaper changed&lt;br /&gt;Knows MANY words, but just can't say them yet.&lt;br /&gt;When he hears the planes and when we say "plane" he knows to look up for the plane and follows it with his eyes until it disappears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is just the overview of what he has been doing lately. He is surprises me every day with the new things he does and how he is learning. Just melts my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH, one other thing. He now does this little dance when music comes on the TV. Just too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama Nell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-112052971367235731?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112052971367235731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=112052971367235731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/112052971367235731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/112052971367235731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/07/grow-brain-grow.html' title='Grow Brain Grow!'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-112002132590347444</id><published>2005-06-28T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T22:02:05.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick Pics</title><content type='html'>His new little home ;) He likes to play in the cabinet of my desk. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/861_348.ts1120008509109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Nick eating - one of his favorite things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/865_348.ts1120008515531.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And looking way too old for his age! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/869_348.ts1120008521500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, that's more like it! There is my little baby face :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/879_348.ts1120008551953.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick having fun playing with the hose today &amp; washing his car:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/891_348.ts1120008741890.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/894_348.ts1120008783968.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/895_348.ts1120008786796.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/858_348.ts1120008504531.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/897_348.ts1120008792328.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/880_348.ts1120008553453.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/859_348.ts1120008506046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/898_348.ts1120008795125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now tell me that little face isn't the cutest! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama T.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-112002132590347444?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112002132590347444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=112002132590347444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/112002132590347444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/112002132590347444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/06/nick-pics.html' title='Nick Pics'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111994060708184486</id><published>2005-06-27T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T23:36:47.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He loves me, really really loves me!</title><content type='html'>So let me tell ya, my sweet hubby isn't a very emotional person. Nor does he like to talk about "serious" issues much. I am the one to bring things up and then we'll talk, but today my husband peaked his head in the office and asked, rather bluntly (lol), "Are you depressed?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as you can imagine I was taken aback by that question. I saw the look on his face and he was truly concerned. I asked him why he asked me that and he told me he found a CD about depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew exactly what he was talking about, but before I explained what it was I took a moment to take in his care and concern for me and really relish this rare moment ;) It had to take so much courage for him to ask me something so important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CD is a free sample of a work at home mom audiozine (you can find at &lt;a href="http://www.homebasedmom.com/"&gt;www.homebasedmom.com&lt;/a&gt;) and it happened to be about depression (although as I listen to it, it actually has much more to it then that topic). I explained it and informed him that although, yes, I am stressed I am not depressed but appreciated his love and concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That simple question and the concern of my husband really touched me. I have a good one. The days I feel like complaining about him I need to remember the goodness and caring heart he has :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife and Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111994060708184486?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111994060708184486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111994060708184486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111994060708184486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111994060708184486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/06/he-loves-me-really-really-loves-me.html' title='He loves me, really really loves me!'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111955521775075380</id><published>2005-06-23T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T12:33:37.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kissing Bandit</title><content type='html'>That's my little man now :) Finally after months of rejecting the kisses and hugs of his mommy he has started to give me kisses :) I mean, he would humor me, but never would give them back...I tell you his little smooches are the sweetest (and sloppiest) smooches ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111955521775075380?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111955521775075380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111955521775075380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111955521775075380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111955521775075380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/06/kissing-bandit.html' title='Kissing Bandit'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111869960358913484</id><published>2005-06-13T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T14:54:13.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is no justice</title><content type='html'>I imagine some of you will disagree with me, but I think Michael Jackson is as guilty as sin, but he got off of all charges. I believe it to be because he is a celebrity. Just like with OJ and Robert Blake. He is now free to keep doing it and it makes my heart so sad. It is my opinion that when you're a celeb you're much more likely to get off of the charges because people don't want to convict their fav. movie, sports, music stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111869960358913484?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111869960358913484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111869960358913484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111869960358913484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111869960358913484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/06/there-is-no-justice.html' title='There is no justice'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111812019223975146</id><published>2005-06-06T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T14:59:42.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Contest</title><content type='html'>Here are a couple new pictures of our family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/825_348.ts1118088828859.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/826_348.ts1118088831265.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick's new fav. thing to do is put this big lego's in his mouth, stack them up side by side on the couch and TV stand and even put them on his daddy's fingers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/829_348.ts1118119348312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111812019223975146?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111812019223975146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111812019223975146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111812019223975146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111812019223975146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/06/baby-contest.html' title='Baby Contest'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111802309458290698</id><published>2005-06-05T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T18:58:14.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pictures</title><content type='html'>Look at my little stud muffin ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/759_348.ts1118020872593.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/796_348.ts1118021138421.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/779_348.ts1118020907937.jpg?" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh, you talking to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/798_348.ts1118021145156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/800_348.ts1118021151859.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proof that he does morph into bratty baby from time to time ;) He wanted to have the camera and I wouldn't let him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/789_348.ts1118020924609.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/804_348.ts1118021165078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's got to learn he can't always have his way, but it stinks to have bratty boy take over sweetie boy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went outside to play and he was alllll better ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/805_348.ts1118021170125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/806_348.ts1118021173218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddies with Hunter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/809_348.ts1118021183562.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey culligan man ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/813_348.ts1118021200687.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a couple of us...although it's doubtful anyone wants to see our mugs ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/812_348.ts1118021196671.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/763_348.ts1118020879625.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111802309458290698?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111802309458290698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111802309458290698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111802309458290698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111802309458290698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-pictures.html' title='New Pictures'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111785432376761262</id><published>2005-06-03T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T20:05:23.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BABY NEWS!</title><content type='html'>Ladies and Gents, we have been blessed by the stork again! I can't believe it. We never thought it would happen this soon, but low and behold we are the proud parents of triplets ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/752_348.ts1117853217783.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they so homely? hee! The mama bird made a nest in our big BBQ and we haven't been able to use it for weeks now! These little things took forever to hatch and taking forever to grow! Anyhow, those are out newest babies. Our baby bunnies have grown up and left the "nest" - just baby birds left to peek in on every once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111785432376761262?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111785432376761262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111785432376761262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111785432376761262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111785432376761262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/06/baby-news.html' title='BABY NEWS!'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111743423263004592</id><published>2005-05-29T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T23:23:52.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick's Birth Story</title><content type='html'>I just found this posted on an old group I haven't been to forever! I thought I would post it here. I can't believe it has been over a year now that he was born!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born: 05/05/04&lt;br /&gt;Time: 11:33pm&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 9 pounds 1.6 ounces&lt;br /&gt;Length: 21 1/2 inches&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Black hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My contractions came on at about 2am on their own. By the time we got to the hospital at 5am and they were about 2 minutes apart and pretty strong... However, after being there for a little while and without any dilation they went ahead and induced me. Dr. Spell tried to break my water after I was there for a couple hours and couldn’t get it to rupture, so she said she would come back in a few hours and try again. I had the Epidural at 4 cm and it was instant and wonderful relief and I thought "OK, now I can do this".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Spell came back a few hours later and again could not break the bag. After about 2 hours the epidural wore off and they had to come back and shoot a strong dose in my line and that did help give relief...however it only worked for about an hour. After hours of labor at about 7 cm they decided to get me another epidural as they thought that it may have shifted and that’s why it wasn’t working. About an hour later I was at 9cm almost a 10 and no chance of another epidural. I started pushing at about 9:30pm. The contractions, I must say, were the WORST pain I've ever felt! LOL. I became sick to my stomach towards the end but I at least knew this was all going to be over soon...it was hard to think about that in the moment though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a little break for a half an hour with a high dose of medicine to my line...I used that time to rest as much as I could before I started pushing again. When it was time to start pushing again the medicine was gone but this was the least painful part of the whole labor to be honest. It actually felt good to push which was soooo weird to me...I had no idea it would feel better to push then to sit through the contraction. With my wonderful, supportive, loving, AMAZING husband by my side the entire time and my worried but incredible mom there too I got through it. The doctor kept remarking on how much hair he had and Adam took a few peaks to see and was so excited! I got to feel his head with my fingers a little too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after much hard pushing and a midline episiotomy, Nicholas was born. He had taken in a lot of the maconium (sp?) so they had to take him over to the nurses in my room to be suctioned out. I think that was the most disappointing part, that I couldn’t hold him right away but I was still so in the moment and over joyed to see him and hear him and see my husband crying when he saw his son for the first time. So many emotions going through me at the time (and now as I write this) made my exhaustion seem less then it really was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother and I shared an embrace and we both were teared up...she telling me how proud she was of me and me feeling so grateful that she was there to experience this with us. After Adam was over with the baby for awhile he came back to me to see how I was and kiss me and tell me how much he loved me. I can’t tell you how much more I love him now. It’s a bond that was instant when we met our baby. Not only that but he was truly amazing to me during the whole thing. He was there to hold my hand, tell me he loved me, kiss me, hold me while I was throwing up...I mean he was there the whole time and so wonderful. Not once did I get the urge to yell at him like you sometimes I hear...without his support it would have been much harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally they brought him to me all wrapped up. I just couldn’t help but stare and cry and smile and stare in awe at this little guy. When they peeled back his cap to show me his hair it made me beam! LOL. I wanted a baby with hair...he got his daddys amount of hair and mamma's color of hair. When they told us how much he weighed I about keeled over! No wonder he was so hard to get out! :) He weighed only 1.6 ounces more then Adam did and he was the exact same length as I was when I was born!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some short visit time with his grandparents we got him to ourselves. At that time we could just stare in wonder and amazment and pick out features! hehe. We decided he has mamma's cheeks, chin, shaped eyes and daddys nose, ears maybe his mouth. It was fun to do that...but over all I think he looks like his own little person :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line, labor was hard...21 hours...with only about 3 1/2 hours of pain relief...delivery was hard and strenuous but with my husbands help, my moms presence, and my truly amazing doctor and nurse cheering me on and helping me all the way it was a truly wonderful experience...but one I will be happy to relive again in a few years....defiantly not right away :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OTHER FACTS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas has checked out perfectly. He is in perfect health, as is mom. He took to breast feeding right away and is a pretty happy baby with most his fussing when he's hungry or needs a diaper change. He seems to eat about an hour or more at a time ever few hours...he's a big boy so he likes to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to keep this website updated often with Nicholas stories. Also, we got his picture taken at the hospital and they are going to place it on their web nursery too...so I will alert you all when its up and I will post new pictures too. He already looks a little different then the pictures I've posted...those were taken right after his birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so in love with our new life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy this brings me back to that day! I have baby fever now. LOL. ;) I'll take a pill for the fever for now...LOL. Not quite ready to add another baby to the mix yet ;) I don't know how moms of two or more kids that run businesses at home do it and I'm not quite ready to find out. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111743423263004592?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111743423263004592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111743423263004592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111743423263004592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111743423263004592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/05/nicks-birth-story.html' title='Nick&apos;s Birth Story'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111706516359298234</id><published>2005-05-25T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T16:55:37.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack of the Bratty Boy</title><content type='html'>So Nicky has officially grown from a little baby to a toddler. And how, you may ask? By throwing his first full on fit in the grocery store ;) He has thrown a few mini fits at home when he didn't get his way, but nothing crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a different story. His second of the two fits was bad enough that I ended up out in the car with him while Daddy finished shopping ;) What caused this fit? He wanted his way and we wouldn't let him have it ;) He wanted my keys, but they have mace on them and that obviously is a no no. There was no consoling him at that point. His face got beat red, he threw his head back, mouth wide opened and full of screams ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you it was embarrassing as all get out walking this screaming baby out to the car, but now I sit here and laugh. I guess if you don't find the humor in being a mommy you won't survive. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99% of the time it's sweet Nick, but when that little strong willed Nick comes out it's pretty shocking ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, that is the way most toddlers are at some point. We will get past this and our consistency will eventually show him he can't get his way all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111706516359298234?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111706516359298234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111706516359298234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111706516359298234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111706516359298234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/05/attack-of-bratty-boy.html' title='Attack of the Bratty Boy'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111647993004919060</id><published>2005-05-18T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T22:18:50.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Clothes</title><content type='html'>Why oh Why would I buy "fat clothes" when I'm trying to lose weight? haha. Because I can't find a darn piece of clothing in my closet that fits me! Okay, that's a bit of a lie. I do have some clothing, but not as much as I'd like. So we headed to Wal-Mart today to buy some odds and ends and I ended up buying three pairs of stretchy/jammie type shorts, a bunch of big t-shirts and a pair of stretchy pants! I'm soooo comfortable, but this might do me in my for diet ;) Seems like tight clothes keeps your eye on the prize (being skinny again). ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also picked up some sandals for Nicky, a couple things for Adam and we ran into my mom! Literally about ran into her. I had the cart and Nicky and Adam was getting his shoes and I was checking out clothes. My mom looked at Nicky and smiled and then and I both realized who we were! LOL. It was a nice surprise to bump into my mom. I don't get to do that much anymore since I live in the "country" now and don't head down to the city. (where mom lives)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, lets raise a glass and toast big comfortable fat clothes! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111647993004919060?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111647993004919060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111647993004919060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111647993004919060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111647993004919060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/05/fat-clothes.html' title='Fat Clothes'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111621392038873765</id><published>2005-05-15T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T20:25:20.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is Mo?</title><content type='html'>We have a new addition to the family. He is just the most adorable little guy you've ever seen! About 1 years old and looks a lot like Nicky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who is Mo?  Is he a new baby we never told you about?Nope. hee hee, Mo is Nicky. We gave him a haircut not too long ago and when we just let his hair fall as it wants he looks like Mo from the Three Stooges. The whole bowl haircut look. ;) It's too funny. He is in bed or I would have posted a picture. Of course he is MUCH cuter then Mo, but does resemble that Stooge. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111621392038873765?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111621392038873765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111621392038873765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111621392038873765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111621392038873765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/05/who-is-mo.html' title='Who is Mo?'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111586959197250801</id><published>2005-05-11T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T20:46:31.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Visit</title><content type='html'>My little Nicky had a doc. visit today. Needed to get his one year shots. I believe it was three or four. Adam had to hold him when he was getting shots...it hurts my heart too much to hold him down while the nurse pokes his chubby little thighs over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the set of shots that could very well make him sick. He is running a slight fever and I can tell he is uncomfortable. So he got a little extra mommy and daddy love and some Tylenol and took several naps. He went down to nighty night early also. I hope he wakes up feeling better and not worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is right on schedule with things though. Weight and height...etc. The doc. wants us to start weaning him off the bottle soon. She said he should be done by the time he is 15 months? I don't know, I might do some research online about it. She also wants us to start giving him whole milk. It's not that I think she doesn't know what she's talking about, but I always like to be fully informed from more then one source before I do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to get some pain meds for him and other baby goodies and realized I needed a tooth brush. My mom bought us one but I think I threw it out because it was a finger brush and we had an old one for the dogs...I now realize I threw the wrong one out. So anyway, we bought him a new tooth brush and brushed his tooth with a big boy brush. He did such a good job and really seemed to like it. Here is a picture of him below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/688_348.ts1115868565218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama Nell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111586959197250801?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111586959197250801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111586959197250801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111586959197250801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111586959197250801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/05/doctor-visit.html' title='Doctor Visit'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111576373873738334</id><published>2005-05-10T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T22:06:52.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Moms Website</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Thought some of you might like to see the website I made my mom ;) She was thrilled with it! She is adding her own recipes to it soon and will be doing ecourses too. I'm so excited for her!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are the webpages:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momthecook.com/index.htm"&gt;Free Recipes Online&lt;/a&gt; - homepage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momthecook.com/salads-and-soups.htm"&gt;Salads and Soups&lt;/a&gt; - homepage for salads and soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momthecook.com/free-bread-recipes.htm"&gt;Free Bread Recipes&lt;/a&gt; - homepage for breads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momthecook.com/easy-breakfast-recipes.htm"&gt;Easy Breakfast Recipes&lt;/a&gt; - homepage for breakfast items&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momthecook.com/summer-salads.htm"&gt;Summer Salads&lt;/a&gt; - Easy summer salads are the way to go, now that the winter blues are fading into the distance and salad days are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soups:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momthecook.com/bean-soup-recipes.htm"&gt;Bean Soup Recipes&lt;/a&gt; - Yoruba ethnic group from the Southwestern part of Nigeria call this traditional soup ‘Gbegiri’ Most of the ingredients can be got at ethnic Nigerian or African food markets Ingredients: To serve 4 people Beans - 2 cups of size of small tinned milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momthecook.com/recipes-for-white-chili.htm"&gt;Recipes for White Chili&lt;/a&gt; - Chili cooks always want to discover that award-winning chili recipe that will be tantalizing for their family and friends and maybe even impress a few chili contest judges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momthecook.com/crockpot-chili-recipe.htm"&gt;Crockpot Chili Recipes&lt;/a&gt; - Dedicated Chili cooks always seem to be looking for an amazing recipe for a blow-you-out-of-the-water chili. Wouldn't it be exciting to UNLEASH your chili and rock your family and friends’ worlds, save money and have a great time preparing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momthecook.com/free-easy-chili-recipes.htm"&gt;Free Easy Chili Recipes&lt;/a&gt; - Chili cooks always want to discover that award-winning chili recipe that will be breathtaking for their family and friends and maybe even impress a few chili contest judges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momthecook.com/great-chili-recipes.htm"&gt;Great Chili Recipes&lt;/a&gt; - Every autumn my thoughts turn to making chili. The garden is about done. The freezer is full of veggies. All the canning is done, and winter is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momthecook.com/watercress-soup.htm"&gt;Watercress Soup&lt;/a&gt; - Wild Watercress soup is a delicious and nutritious recipe with the leaves available in spring and early summer. Watercress is rich in Vitamins A and C, iron, iodine and phosphorus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bread Recipes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momthecook.com/sourdough-bread-recipe.htm"&gt;Sourdough Bread Recipes&lt;/a&gt; - A customer emailed us and said that her mother loved sourdough bread but had trouble making it work right. We shared the following recipe with her, which is our easiest, most foolproof recipe for sourdough bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momthecook.com/apricot-nut-bread-recipe.htm"&gt;Apricot Nut Bread Recipe&lt;/a&gt; - We love moist, fruity quick breads--and this is one of our favorites. It's nutty, flavorful, and full of wholesome ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momthecook.com/oatmeal-muffin-recipes.htm"&gt;Oatmeal Muffing Recipes&lt;/a&gt; - These muffins are not only tasty, but they're also a good source of fiber. In recent years, health experts have come to realize that fiber is an important part of a heart-healthy diet. Using Canola oil also increases the health benefits of these muffins. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momthecook.com/easybananabreadrecipe.htm"&gt;Easy Banana Bread Recipe&lt;/a&gt; - Mixing up this easy banana bread recipe is a quick way to create something wholesome for the family table. This makes a great on the go breakfast, along with a glass of milk. Also makes a tasty after school snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast Foods:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momthecook.com/pancake-batter-recipe.htm"&gt;Pancake Batter Recipe&lt;/a&gt; - Mornings are hectic. If you make your pancake batter the night before, that will save you precious minutes. Some pancake batter can be made the night before and stored in the refrigerator and some cannot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111576373873738334?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111576373873738334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111576373873738334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111576373873738334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111576373873738334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-moms-website.html' title='My Moms Website'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111568665573074077</id><published>2005-05-09T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T17:57:35.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My gift to my mom...</title><content type='html'>for mothers day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.momthecook.com"&gt;www.momthecook.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this website from scratch for her. I got the template, customized it, adding the pages, affiliate programs, one way links and have it ranked in teh SE's already! I am so happy that she loved it! It will be a lot of work for her to build it up and get it making money, but me making it saved her hours and hours of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111568665573074077?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111568665573074077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111568665573074077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111568665573074077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111568665573074077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-gift-to-my-mom.html' title='My gift to my mom...'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111568654599622409</id><published>2005-05-09T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T17:55:46.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moms Day Gifts...</title><content type='html'>...from my mommy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/641_348.ts1115163520421.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/674_348.ts1115163558562.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/658_348.ts1115163538546.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took Nicky one day and suprised me with these great photo's! These are just a few of the ones I got. It was the best gift! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111568654599622409?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111568654599622409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111568654599622409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111568654599622409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111568654599622409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/05/moms-day-gifts_09.html' title='Moms Day Gifts...'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111568620047583554</id><published>2005-05-09T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T17:50:00.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moms Day Gifts</title><content type='html'>From my hubby :) He got me junk food and jammies but the things I really love are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One "do the dishes right now" coupon (YAY)&lt;br /&gt;One " Take the trash out right now" coupon (YIPPPIE)&lt;br /&gt;One "5 minute massage" coupon (I'd love 30 min. but I'll take 5. lol)&lt;br /&gt;One "Free night of making hubby watch whatever I want to watch" coupon (LMAO)&lt;br /&gt;One "watch the baby all night" coupon (WOOOO HOOOOOO!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111568620047583554?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111568620047583554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111568620047583554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111568620047583554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111568620047583554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/05/moms-day-gifts.html' title='Moms Day Gifts'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111499598688821416</id><published>2005-05-01T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T18:06:26.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicky's 1st BDAY Party (number two)</title><content type='html'>Nicky has his second birthday party today at my moms. He had a great time and really loves his presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is his cake that Grandma made for him:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/383_348.ts1114993401218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/477_348.ts1114993783593.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/478_348.ts1114993785812.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/482_348.ts1114993794515.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/490_348.ts1114993815656.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EEEEK Dirty Boy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/432_348.ts1114993478000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/433_348.ts1114993479609.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AWWWW What a Sweet Smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/492_348.ts1114993821140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Presents Galore!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uncle Jake Helping Him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/455_348.ts1114993727562.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Playing with his big blocks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/459_348.ts1114993737031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/460_348.ts1114993739390.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicky Tasting His Toys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/402_348.ts1114993430640.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicky's cool new car/stroller&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/471_348.ts1114993767453.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vrooooom Vroooom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/473_348.ts1114993772203.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His Activity Center - he uses it as a walking toy and there are things to do on the front!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/494_348.ts1114993825140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE LOVES THIS TOY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/500_348.ts1114993838187.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More Car Pictures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/506_348.ts1114993927937.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a great day :) Lots of fun with Grandma and Grandpa and Uncle Jake. He got weebles and big boy blocks'legos and other stacking toys, his big boy swingset, car and his walking toy. He is in toy heaven ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is tuckered out and sleeping now. Had an exciting two days of birthday fun. And two days of cake ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama Nell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/427_348.ts1114993470140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111499598688821416?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111499598688821416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111499598688821416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111499598688821416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111499598688821416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/05/nickys-1st-bday-party-number-two.html' title='Nicky&apos;s 1st BDAY Party (number two)'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111490426079657403</id><published>2005-04-30T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T16:37:40.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicky's 1st BDAY Party (number one of two parties)</title><content type='html'>Nicky's First Birthday (with the Taliercio side of the family)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Nicky before company came over. He was eating some yummy veggies and noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/297_348.ts1114901700734.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, before the family showed up. I had to get a picture with my little nugget ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/301_348.ts1114901707125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicky and his rocking horse from Grandma and Grandpa Taliercio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/303_348.ts1114901710125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicky and Grandma Taliercio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/356_348.ts1114902074625.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicky on the horse. He isn't tall enough to use it on his own yet, but Daddy and Mommy will help him use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/299_348.ts1114901703859.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, Nicky says it tastes good ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/358_348.ts1114902082546.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicky and Grandpa having a huge laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/359_348.ts1114902085500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Alan and Nicky getting re-aquainted. He hasn't seen Uncle Alan and Aunt Veronica for a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/362_348.ts1114902120859.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Ronni needs to pull her hair back next time ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/317_348.ts1114901731906.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He liked Uncle Alans zipper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/363_348.ts1114902123546.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby with bday hat on. Nicky didn't want to keep his on so me and Daddy wore them for a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/365_348.ts1114902130515.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is right after Nicky put his finger on the candle after I blew it out. It was still a little hot and it hurt him :( I felt like such a bad bad mommy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/367_348.ts1114902135937.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is now warming up to the cake ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/368_348.ts1114902138531.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm yum, SUGAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/370_348.ts1114902160859.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was having a good time with this cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/374_348.ts1114902186093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my cute baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/376_348.ts1114902195921.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/377_348.ts1114902198421.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Taliercio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/338_348.ts1114901763953.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Alan and Aunt Ronni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/339_348.ts1114901765468.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/340_348.ts1114901766953.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to get in the picture with my cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/341_348.ts1114901768453.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unwrapping present from Uncle and Auntie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/378_348.ts1114902203390.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicky and the gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/345_348.ts1114901774562.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hanging out (had to change his shirt after his cake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/381_348.ts1114902211265.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a mini fit because he wanted my camera and I wouldn't let him have it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/350_348.ts1114901782062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of his rocking horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/351_348.ts1114901783687.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ya'll, party number two is tomorrow and will be posting pictures of that one too ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama Nell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111490426079657403?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111490426079657403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111490426079657403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111490426079657403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111490426079657403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/04/nickys-1st-bday-party-number-one-of.html' title='Nicky&apos;s 1st BDAY Party (number one of two parties)'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111473266018087456</id><published>2005-04-28T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T10:15:06.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little entrepreneur in the making</title><content type='html'>I got my Traffic Secrets program today. Actually the UPS man brought it, Jackson went wild and woke the baby up. Darn barking dog ;) So anyway this HUGE...actually MASSIVE course (for my businesses) came and Nicky decided he wanted to help me open my goodies :) Sure, sure, babies love movies, and DVD cases...etc, but I choose to believe he is ready to be my little entrepreneur baby in the making ;) He was just gobbling up (literally) all the great DVD's, CD's and books :) &lt;strong&gt;Check him out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/624_348.ts1115139947250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/625_348.ts1115139949937.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/626_348.ts1115139952781.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be suprised if you see him one day as the worlds youngest self made millionare ;) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama Nell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS&lt;br /&gt;Check out all of the goodies I have to read, listen to and watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/258_348.ts1114715962484.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this great information is going to help me to keep growing my businesses! And that, my friends, is a good thing ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111473266018087456?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111473266018087456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111473266018087456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111473266018087456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111473266018087456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-little-entrepreneur-in-making.html' title='My little entrepreneur in the making'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111473195192831140</id><published>2005-04-28T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T10:17:35.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Was looking through pictures so I thought I'd post...</title><content type='html'>Look at these cute babies ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/627_348.ts1115139955640.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the bad picture quality. I don't have scanner so I had to take a picture of the picture ;) That was me as a youngster. Not sure of the exact age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/381_348.ts1114902211265.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, this is my BEAUTIFUL son :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/628_348.ts1115139958453.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is Nicky's Daddy. He looks older then Nicky but it was the closest in age that I could find of Adam. Don't have that many pictures of Adam as a baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111473195192831140?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111473195192831140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111473195192831140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111473195192831140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111473195192831140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/04/was-looking-through-pictures-so-i.html' title='Was looking through pictures so I thought I&apos;d post...'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111472883657546241</id><published>2005-04-28T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T15:53:56.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch out world!</title><content type='html'>These are the teeth of a vampire. lol. You better watch your back, toes, arms, face, legs .... or this little biting machine will get ahold of you ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/271_348.ts1114719720109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111472883657546241?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111472883657546241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111472883657546241' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111472883657546241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111472883657546241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/04/watch-out-world.html' title='Watch out world!'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111466214453231705</id><published>2005-04-27T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T10:23:59.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loaded day :)</title><content type='html'>So we had a really productive day and I'm beat now ;) Running on 5 hours of sleep, but had to post it all before I hit the sack :) So we started our day by getting cleaned up and dressed up (more then usual!) and just being kids. Taking pictures and goofing around. Here is proof of that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/619_348.ts1115139925484.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/179_348.ts1114629587140.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the dogs got jelous and butted into our goofing around:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/248_348.ts1114715929109.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough with the goofing around pictures ;) Nicky woke up from his nap and we were off to wal-mart and lowes to get some things for the house and Nicky. His birthday is coming up, and he has two parties this weekend. We still hadn't bought any of the birthday goodies or presents ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got an elmo theme :) Elmo hats, plates, cups, napkins, hats and a cake that has elmo colors on it. Not elmo on the cake though. We also bought him toys. In fact we let him pick them out ;) He picked four. We got him a little plastic kids wagon, toy tractor that makes noise and starts up and rolls across the floor, a steerling wheel toy with all kinds of noises and things to pull up and push and then we got him a thing of clear balls with little plastic animals in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to stop myself from buying more. We will have plenty of years ahead of us where he will know what is really going on and we can spoil him ;) Adam was playing with some of the toys himself. lol. Had to remind him we were there for Nicky. hehe There were some really cool toys there that were pretty interesting to us too. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked up a HUGE plant for the living room and a cool pot. When we got home the plant turned out to big for the cool pot :( So we have to go out and get a bigger one tomorrow ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next trip was Lowes. My poor baby was getting very cranky by this point and so was I ;) We were hungry and running on empty. hehe. We got some tile for the basement, and curtains for the kitchen. We went there for paint too, but decided to put the curtains up at home first and decide what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH, But before I post more pictures I have a couple from when we stopped by my moms house on the way to shopping. She had made a WONDERFUL canvas of pictures of Nicky's first year! It is AWESOME! She is going to make one smaller one of me and hubby's life together and another small one of our two dogs. We are going to put them above the fireplace. I figure it's perfect for us! We have lots of picture frames all over cluttering up the living room and we needed art for the fireplace, so we get to lose all the frames, but keep the pictures AND have the "art" for the fireplace. My mom rocks ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of the one she did of Nicky:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/623_348.ts1115139944531.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have it mounted on the wall yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so next on the list are plants on the fireplace, on the TV cabinet and a new curtain in the living room (a red colored one for more color in the living room). Adam put the curtains up in the kitchen and I'm really happy with it. Now for those of you who haven't been to our house then you won't see how big this was for us, but our family will ;) We have basically been in this house for 3 years and almost that whole time we haven't had curtains in the kitchen. Just the blinds. We just didn't know what we wanted to do with the kitchen and were a bit lazy with it all ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go here are some pictures from today at moms (with Uncle Jake and us):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/188_348.ts1114650193312.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/621_348.ts1115139938937.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama Nell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111466214453231705?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111466214453231705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111466214453231705' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111466214453231705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111466214453231705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/04/loaded-day.html' title='Loaded day :)'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111458464525650718</id><published>2005-04-26T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T09:42:04.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle of the bulge</title><content type='html'>Yep, I'm in the middle of a harrrrd battle - with the bulge! I need to lose about 20 pounds to get down to my pre-pregnancy weight and it seems like it will never happen! I'm not doing anything drastic, like starving myself, and I'm not doing any fad diets, like atkins. Although those would work I'm just hoping to eat healthier and drink less pop. I, of course, will also be excerising more. I was down 6 pounds, but the flesh got ahold of me and I'm only down about 2 pounds now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal is just a mear 5 pounds a month and I think I can reach that goal. I just need to keep reminding myself everyday not to eat junk food ;) It's too easy to give in to my cravings, but I am trying hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I could just kick myself too because after I had Nicky I dropped 20 pounds within a few days. I only had 10 pounds at that point to lose. Well, almost a year later I have actually gained 10 additional pounds instead of losing the 10! I know EXACTLY what it is from too...it's called working at home! ;) I was MUCH more active on a daily basis when I worked outside the home. My job now is to sit infront of the computer and work...not much activity. Although I do play with Nicky and take him for walks it still isn't as much activity as when I worked outside the home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of my job was walking about the apt. complex showing apartments and such. Ah well, nothing I can do now but eat healthy and get out and excerise more. Of course I keep getting reminded that very soon I won't be able to sit still because my son will be running all over the place. So maybe I will be able to drop it easier then I think ;) We shall see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama Nell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111458464525650718?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111458464525650718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111458464525650718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111458464525650718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111458464525650718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/04/battle-of-bulge.html' title='Battle of the bulge'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111457839342529364</id><published>2005-04-26T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T16:49:27.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These Boots Were Made for Walking</title><content type='html'>My baby was a walking fool tonight! He has been taking steps for a little while now, but wasn't 100% fearless when it came to really walking all over the place. He visited with Grandma on Monday and she had a cool new toy for him to walk behind. I think that helped him become brave ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight I was out with him in the living room watching Nashville Star (lol) and he just got brave on me and started walking across the room to chase our pupper dog, Jackson. I, of course, being the proud mommy I am started clapping and praising him. He got the biggest smile on that beautiful face of his and he kept doing it! So cute :) My little man is growing up and it is the sweetest thing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama Nell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/162_348.ts1114580035140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/163_348.ts1114580036750.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to say that, with help, we were able to get the swingset up!! So Nicky does have a swingset now :) He has already been enjoying it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111457839342529364?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111457839342529364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111457839342529364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/04/these-boots-were-made-for-walking.html' title='These Boots Were Made for Walking'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111421537203271333</id><published>2005-04-22T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T09:42:27.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How they grow</title><content type='html'>I spent a few hours late last night transfering video tape into a vhs tape. It was from August 2004 until about the end of Jan. this year. Of course, all about the baby ;) But, I started out the tape and just couldn't believe how much my son has grown in such a short time. The baby I saw on the tape hardly looks like him now! He was so small that he couldn't hold his neckand head well, made the cute little baby noises..etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And through the months of tape I saw him grow, his face take more of a toddler face then little tiny baby face, start crawling, walking, making different noises....Boy, when you live it everyday it is hard to see how much he grows until you look back. He is going to be 1 years old in a couple weeks and I honestly can't believe it. Part of me is so happy and excited and part of me is sad. lol. I suppose sad that he is going to be his own little man much sooner then I expected. Well, heck, he already is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got a boo boo and I picked him up, held him close to me and started rocking him and he pushed me away and wiggled off on his own! :( Already, he is a "big boy". lol. Ah well, part of being a mommy. They grow up ;) Just faster then I ever knew before I had him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/28_104.ts1111541812328.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111421537203271333?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111421537203271333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111421537203271333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111421537203271333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111421537203271333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/04/how-they-grow.html' title='How they grow'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111274344162957680</id><published>2005-04-05T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T16:24:01.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Bug Delight</title><content type='html'>Was there lady bugs everywhere today and that's is the reason for the subject line? Nope. Was there lots and great yummy lady bug food (whatever that may be. lol) for the lady bugs to feast on? Nope. So, what in the world is "lady bug delight" you may ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the new gourmet dish that Nicky likes to eat. Yes, you read that right! It's just beautiful here today and we had the windows open. Out couch backs up to the windows so Nicky likes to look out the window. Well, sure enough there was little lady bug that snuck in the screen. He was looking at it so I picked it up and put it in the palm of my hand and before I realized what he was going to do he went right for it, picked it up and popped it into his mouth! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started laughing. He went to town on it. I could see it at one point in his mouth, but he wasn't going to give it up ;) So, I let him eat it. What's the harm? I ate ants when I was a baby and I'm just fine. hehe. So that is his new fav. dish - Nicky's Lady Bug Delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to hear a message by Nicky? lol. It was him listening to his recorded squeal. He was cute ... the last minute he got a bit unhappy though and you hear him "bratting out" a bit ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="aaplayer" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe id="ee19f7c5-1bb0-7262-467e-790b382f2963" src="http://www.audioacrobat.com/playweb?player=99&amp;audioid=Pb3a6708deba7e3d20cea69642ebbc482Zll9QVREYmF1&amp;amp;shape=1&amp;buffer=5&amp;amp;fcolor=FFCC00&amp;bcolor=FFFFFF&amp;amp;size=64&amp;amp;link=" frameborder="0" width="84" scrolling="no" height="61" scroll="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111274344162957680?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111274344162957680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111274344162957680' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111274344162957680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111274344162957680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/04/lady-bug-delight.html' title='Lady Bug Delight'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111256891126583164</id><published>2005-04-03T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T16:02:22.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No swingset for baby :(</title><content type='html'>For now anyway. My parents bought him a really cool swingset for his birthday. It has a slide and teeter-totter and swings and monkey bars and all that fun stuff. But, of course, it has to be broken! The holes weren't drilled wide enough anf we struggled like crazy with it for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;So, before we pack it all up and return it for another one, we're going to have Adams dad try to help us next Sunday. He was coming over to help with our sump pump anyway. And, if you're reading this Tony, then you can add that one to your list ;) hehe. If, with Tony's help, we still can't get it to work (without drilling the holes wider...we don't want to mess it up and then not be able to return it) then we will take it back. Things can NEVER be as easy as they should be ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple pictures of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/100_348.ts1112567919968.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Adam before getting super frustrated...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/95_348.ts1112567774328.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Taliercio's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111256891126583164?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111256891126583164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111256891126583164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111256891126583164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111256891126583164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/04/no-swingset-for-baby.html' title='No swingset for baby :('/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111255459233128618</id><published>2005-04-03T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T11:56:32.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Furrbabies</title><content type='html'>It is beautiful here today! And we're enjoying it so much. Here are a couple pictures of the doggers today in the yard:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/65_348.ts1112553515343.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/67_348.ts1112553518484.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/72_348.ts1112553526437.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are a few of my sweet (and favorite) dog, Jackson, as he enjoyed the nice breeze coming in the window :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/79_348.ts1112553715500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/80_348.ts1112553719312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/63_348.ts1112553511859.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cute huh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog Mama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111255459233128618?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111255459233128618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111255459233128618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111255459233128618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111255459233128618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-furrbabies.html' title='My Furrbabies'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111198212952759657</id><published>2005-03-27T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T19:59:13.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures and More</title><content type='html'>Hello family and friends, I hope you all had a blessed Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I can't believe it is almost April...which means in just a little over a month we will be celebrating Nicky's 1 year birthday!! I'm looking forward to it, but it also makes me a bit sad that this year has gone by so quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know that before I realize it my son will be moving out on his own, making his own life and family. lol. Okay, I know I have many years left with him, but time really does seem to fly nw that I'm a mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from this weekend. :) Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/47_348.ts1111959177015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Jackson and me and my desk...and yes, I got my hair&lt;br /&gt;cut short like it used to be. I will be letting it grow back...LOL...&lt;br /&gt;as I now remember how much of a pain it is having short hair...it's always in&lt;br /&gt;my face and hard to pull back ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/48_348.ts1111980160078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my angel :) One of the rare times he just felt happy&lt;br /&gt;to sit back on me, suck his thumb and let me play with his hair.&lt;br /&gt;He's now in that phase where he is "go-go-go-go" all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/50_348.ts1111980163031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at that little cutie ;) He loves his thumb. lol. He had a slight&lt;br /&gt;scowl on his face...think the camera lights were disturbing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/38_348.ts1111958056546.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's good ol' pain in the butt Hunter ;) Looking pretty&lt;br /&gt;cute though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all well and I will talk with you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicky's Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111198212952759657?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111198212952759657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111198212952759657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111198212952759657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111198212952759657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/03/pictures-and-more.html' title='Pictures and More'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111182205491884563</id><published>2005-03-25T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T23:27:34.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart Aches</title><content type='html'>For Terri and her family. I can't believe she is being starved to death! I've been praying and crying for this woman and her family all week. I pray to God that Jeb Bush steps in before it's too late. I wish there was more that I could do, but since I cannot then I will keep praying and praying and praying. Please join with me in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an article that I was emailed that sums up how I feel in many ways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we learn about ourselves from Terri Schiavo&lt;br /&gt;by Nikki Willhite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of Terri Schiavo is heartbreaking.  However, the storyof Terri Schiavo tells us more about ourselves than TerriSchiavo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have crossed a line. Our obsession with disposable items hasturned from diapers and razors to babies and now mature humanbeings.  We have become judges.  We now feel justified in deemingpeople to be of so little worth that it is a responsible act totake away their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We turn a cold ear to the pleadings of those closest to theseindividuals, puffed up in the belief that we know what is best.The judges of our land, who are suppose to be wise men, rule fromelevated wooden pulpits, without caring to come down and see withtheir own eyes the people who will suffer the consequences oftheir rulings.We cowardly remove feeding tubes to bring about our wishes,rationalizing that it is God taking a life, not us.What has happened to us as a people?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did we start toesteem people only if they possessed looks, intelligence ortalent? If Terri Schiavo still maintained her good looks, wouldwe so willingly dispose of her?Who will be next?  Will we start to question the purpose andquality of the lives of our elderly?It always begins with small steps.Life is a gift.  It is precious.  When we turn our backs on thesick and the afflicted, we turn out backs on charity, compassion,and everything that brings out the spiritual, giving side of thehuman soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sick and afflicted are not being test.  We are.  How werespond and care for them, is a measure of our worth, not theirs.Terri, we will always remember you and your smile.  You arebeautiful. All those who open their hearts can see it.This is our moment.  What will we learn from Terri Schiavo?  Ournation has never been to proud to admit mistakes.  Now is thetime to renew our belief in the sanctity of life, and make surethat this never, never happens again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the Author: Nikki Willhite is the webmaster ofwww.allthingsfrugal.com, a site dedicated to helping familieskeep our of debt.  If you would like to comment on this article,you can reach Nikki at &lt;a href="http://us.f530.mail.yahoo.com/ym/Compose?To=allthingsfrugal@comcast.net&amp;YY=54097&amp;amp;order=down&amp;sort=date&amp;amp;pos=0&amp;view=a&amp;amp;head=b"&gt;allthingsfrugal@comcast.net&lt;/a&gt;. ©2005 NikkiWillhite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111182205491884563?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111182205491884563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111182205491884563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111182205491884563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111182205491884563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-heart-aches.html' title='My Heart Aches'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111155872163538126</id><published>2005-03-22T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T22:18:41.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And off we go...</title><content type='html'>Nicky has found a new fun activity he LOVES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a big comforable chair with the arms and swivels and it rolls. I plopped him in it and started spinning him a little. Oh what delight that little boy experienced just doing that! I then start rolling him around the house, going fast then slow, turning him around and around and then speeding him down the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, he had so much fun. His squeels made my heart feel so good! Here are a couple pictures of him in his chair. I don't think they show up well since the chair is black, but oh well, here he is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/35_348.ts1111558294828.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/34_348.ts1111558293265.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy to Nicky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111155872163538126?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111155872163538126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111155872163538126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111155872163538126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111155872163538126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/03/and-off-we-go.html' title='And off we go...'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111154234008175157</id><published>2005-03-22T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T17:45:40.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/30_348.ts1111541815500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and my sweet little man! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mama Nell&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111154234008175157?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111154234008175157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111154234008175157' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111154234008175157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111154234008175157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/03/me-and-my-sweet-little-man-mama-nell.html' title=''/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111147287705548093</id><published>2005-03-21T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T17:42:45.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like my mommy ;)</title><content type='html'>Funny story ;) I was at my mothers house a couple weeks back and tried on her glasses. Mine were the really light weight type that just blended into your face. Hers were thicker and dark. I really liked them and asked where she got them. She bought them online :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to the website and found a pair that looked simular, but I thought were different then hers. I get them today and try them on and notice the look familiar. And sure enough, they are the EXACT PAIR my mother has. lol. Except hers are brown and mine are black. So now I have glasses just like my mommy ;) Maybe I secretly still want to be just like her since she is beautiful, smart and the best mom in the world ;) Then again, it could have just been a "DOH" moment. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JT - Nicky's Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/29_348.ts1111541813968.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111147287705548093?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111147287705548093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111147287705548093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111147287705548093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111147287705548093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-like-my-mommy.html' title='Just like my mommy ;)'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111138223103765276</id><published>2005-03-20T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T21:21:01.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicky's Haircut :)</title><content type='html'>Right before haircut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/19_104.ts1111381398046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After haircut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/21_104.ts1111381401250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had to share! I can't believe how much it changed his face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma Nell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111138223103765276?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111138223103765276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111138223103765276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111138223103765276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111138223103765276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/03/nickys-haircut.html' title='Nicky&apos;s Haircut :)'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111112580246053758</id><published>2005-03-17T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:03:22.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sound of Spring</title><content type='html'>What is the sound of spring for you? For me? Aside from the birds during the day the one sound that makes me think of spring and warmer weather are the tree frogs! What a peaceful sound that is. Do you have tree frogs in your backyard? We don't have many tree's here...a huge open field in the back, but our neighborhood is loaded with the little guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always enjoyed that sound and catching them and playing with them...since I was a younster. I still get so excited when I see one and grab ahold of it. lol. It's not too warm yet, but they are already out and talkative ;) I could just listen to that noise all night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your "sound of spring?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janelle - Nell - Taliercio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111112580246053758?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111112580246053758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111112580246053758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111112580246053758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111112580246053758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/03/sound-of-spring.html' title='Sound of Spring'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11504184.post-111103807381232078</id><published>2005-03-16T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T23:09:31.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Are These Boys and One Girl?</title><content type='html'>Well, I have every blog under the sun and they are all for business purposes, but I've been craving a place where I can write down the other things in my life and on my mind. So this is my personal blog...place to ramble about my family and all that good stuff ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four boys are my two dogs and my hubby and sweet son. I tried to do 2 boys and 1 girl, but it was taken. So I thought I'd throw my dogs into the mix ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who am I? Most people online know me as Nell, but my "real" name is Janelle and since family will be reading this too I have my name down as Janelle "Nell" Taliercio. Although my mom and brother call me Nell...other parts of my family and husbands family calls me Janelle. Enough of that long explanation of my name. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you want to be bored with my personal life this is the place to go. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janelle - Nell - Taliercio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11504184-111103807381232078?l=4boys1girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/feeds/111103807381232078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11504184&amp;postID=111103807381232078' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111103807381232078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11504184/posts/default/111103807381232078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4boys1girl.blogspot.com/2005/03/who-are-these-boys-and-one-girl.html' title='Who Are These Boys and One Girl?'/><author><name>Nell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15404359534436241970</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://jtaliercio1.photosite.com/~photos/tn/851_348.ts1118692945171.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
