<?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-8185522814268184500</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:52:16.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is What Life is All About...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-7854513889739931120</id><published>2010-03-01T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T23:49:46.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's New?</title><content type='html'>I decided to write up some random thoughts as I wait for Big D to come to bed (what can I say, this is the story of my life!).&lt;br /&gt;*Ty started preschool today. He had an accident, and he cried while they changed him.  As he retells the the story he says that he cried and kept asking why! &lt;br /&gt;* I don't know whey my 30 year old husband will ever figure out he needs to change his ways until my 3 year old learns not to touch stuff that he shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;*Just found out that litte D had his recess revoked today for talking in the cafeteria...even though he was done with lunch. Well this is the story he gave me so I will ask the teacher tomorrow, because if his story is accurate, come on who makes a child be quiet during lunch. I know I never go to lunch at work unless I have someone to share it with).&lt;br /&gt;*This new teaching job is really trying my patience, but I love it. And I love my students.&lt;br /&gt;*I had been praying for quite some time to be truly inspired...I felt like a wasn't going anywhere. Well church was amazing on Sunday and I have some inspiration as to were I want to go.&lt;br /&gt; * I guess this is it for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-7854513889739931120?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/7854513889739931120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=7854513889739931120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/7854513889739931120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/7854513889739931120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s New?'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-1074949260684114085</id><published>2010-02-15T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T09:53:05.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>As the years have gone by, Daniel has certainly gotten a tab better about remembering about holidays, birthdays, and special occasions before the day of! The night before Valentine's day he was getting the kids into bed and for some reason I thought he was coming to bed too. I was so tired that I fell asleep before realizing that he didn't. He decided to stay up and he and my brother made chocolate covered strawberries, tangerines, and vanilla wafers. He even delicately placed them around one of my nicer plates. He came to bed at 3am, don't feel too sorry for him. He finished at one and decided to play games until 3! His gift was thoughtful and simple! He didn't spend more money than it cost to buy the strawberries! We had the cookies, the tangerines, and he used chocolate chips! I love this man! We have been together almost 7 years and the last couple have been very challenging...VERY challenging. But because of the trials we have had in these last couple of years, I can TRULY say that I have fallen in love with him again and that I love him more today than I ever have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/S3mIQvegtnI/AAAAAAAAALA/1bVq9R9IwKE/s1600-h/2010-2-15+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/S3mIQvegtnI/AAAAAAAAALA/1bVq9R9IwKE/s400/2010-2-15+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438527846230308466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Those of you wondering what I got him for Valentine's Day...lets just say that my gift was not as thought out and simple. It was what he wanted though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/S3mI3NUu3QI/AAAAAAAAALI/nMFjhT9CsDA/s1600-h/2010-2-15+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/S3mI3NUu3QI/AAAAAAAAALI/nMFjhT9CsDA/s400/2010-2-15+078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438528507077385474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little D brought me a cupcake from school as a Valentine's gift, with half the frosting licked off! And he also made me a beautiful card at church with tons of purple hearts because it is my favorite color! I am truly blessed to have suck a wonderful family! I love them so much and I cannot wait for it to grow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-1074949260684114085?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/1074949260684114085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=1074949260684114085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/1074949260684114085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/1074949260684114085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/S3mIQvegtnI/AAAAAAAAALA/1bVq9R9IwKE/s72-c/2010-2-15+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-9037967533879068233</id><published>2009-12-13T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:57:13.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I know I haven't posted much lately so I'm going to get a couple of random pictures and tell you my story since whenever I have blogged last. My friend Jessica invited me and the kids to go to San Diego with her and her family. We had a great time I think we went at the beginning of Nov. They went Thursday morning and I joined them Thursday night. On Friday we went to the zoo where Daniel took over my camera and took over my camera and took like 3-4 pix of every animal we looked at! It was crazy to see how many pictures he took that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SyXXOxsqIVI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UrZqYHa0pC4/s1600-h/105_4930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SyXXOxsqIVI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UrZqYHa0pC4/s400/105_4930.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414970775841677650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler, Vanessa, Daniel, and Daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" &lt;br /&gt;href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SyXXOWRGAUI/AAAAAAAAAKg/fpCoLFEwh2Y/s1600-h/105_4896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SyXXOWRGAUI/AAAAAAAAAKg/fpCoLFEwh2Y/s400/105_4896.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414970768478306626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler and Vanessa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SyXXOLJisiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/9qysgMsBq18/s1600-h/105_4841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SyXXOLJisiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/9qysgMsBq18/s400/105_4841.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414970765493842466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of Tyler. This hasn't happened for a while but I went into the room to see if he had gone to sleep. Only to find him under our bed and his! Lately he has been falling asleep on the floor. Big D enjoys finding him in different places and positions. He found him laying face down on the floor and his arms spread and bent like those cartoon outlines of dead people on the asphalt. Big D went in and said "It was the teacher in the bedroom with the candle stick!" I got a kick out of that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SyXXNgDmt9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/2rL_eg-Otv8/s1600-h/105_4808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SyXXNgDmt9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/2rL_eg-Otv8/s400/105_4808.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414970753926215634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D and Ty at Disneyland the night we went to California Adventure for their trick or treat event. We had fun and Ty rode the fairs wheel for the first time and was flipping out cause we rode the ones that move as your going around. His facial expressions were priceless. Now we cannot go to Cal Adventure w/o riding it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SyXXNE3QLgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/1DlLLF8CQ9Y/s1600-h/105_4743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SyXXNE3QLgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/1DlLLF8CQ9Y/s400/105_4743.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414970746626649602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is D's soccer team. This was the day he went was in the Annual Walnut Family Festival Parade. He had a great time throwing candies and those who watched. Afterward we headed to the festival with his team.  They had a great time! We all did! I was able to buy some butternut squash from the Cal Poly Farm to make some butternut squash soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SyXenmisd-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/vHZWkKtBl64/s1600-h/105_4982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SyXenmisd-I/AAAAAAAAAK4/vHZWkKtBl64/s400/105_4982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414978898925221858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of lil D and his first missing tooth! I took it a couple of weeks ago and the scary thing is that it is already out dated! He lost his other middle bottom tooth like less than a week later!. My beautiful boy is growing up so fast!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SyXenO30YlI/AAAAAAAAAKw/6BOKtEt5__c/s1600-h/105_4981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SyXenO30YlI/AAAAAAAAAKw/6BOKtEt5__c/s400/105_4981.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414978892571370066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is lil D with his teacher. She is so great with him. After the kids got tested they recognized the students who had excelled. Unfortunately they sent the notice the day before he was getting the award and I had to work so I could not go. Big D went and he said that D blew all of the kids out of the water with how many recognitions he got that day. Its funny cause he just got his report card and it pretty much reflected what I expected. The only neg thing she had to say was Daniel's inability to keep quiet...like I haven't heard that before! (I've been hearing that since I have been in 1st grade!! haha So there is no question where he go that from!). We have been working on it and he has been doing much better! I'm so proud of that boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-9037967533879068233?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/9037967533879068233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=9037967533879068233' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/9037967533879068233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/9037967533879068233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SyXXOxsqIVI/AAAAAAAAAKo/UrZqYHa0pC4/s72-c/105_4930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-5726619480868272343</id><published>2009-09-26T23:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T00:09:15.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't blogged in a while an I have a lot to blog about. Daniel's first day of kindergarten, Daniel starting soccer, and I know there's more. I just wanted to share this quick story. Daniel had his third soccer game today and I was really impressed by the other team's coach. Not that Daniel's coach isn't good. The other team is really good, actually they are great. They should be playing the older kids and they would win. Their coach was very humble and I could tell by his behavior that he is trying to teach his players more than how to play soccer. As little boys play and win, they get excited. Their excitement started to cause the other players to start acting a little cocky and started to call our player not nice names. None of the parents herd it, I didn't either. (I didn't realize that this was going on until after the game)Their coach decided to take out the players who where not being very nice. Daniel was also hit in the face with the ball. Their coach insisted that the player come and apologize to Daniel before the game continued. The little boy came said sorry and ran back out on the field. Because Daniel was crying so loud he did not hear the other player. Their coach noticed this and made the player come back and say he was sorry again so Daniel could hear it. I also thought it was very nice the the mother of the play came to check on Daniel to make sure he was ok. At the end of the game after a horrible slaughter the coach made sure he came over and told each of our players what a good job they had done.&lt;br /&gt;Today we live in a society where this is not seen very often, which is sad. The last two games we have played teams where the players have pushed, tripped, and belittled our players and not once did I hear their coaches or parents say a single word to them. I know that at this age, the children just want to win, and as a parent we want our children to be happy and experience the joys that come with winning a game, but this coach is teaching his team players something that they will be able to apply in the rest of their lives. Kudos to that coach. Because of the events that took place today, I was not sad at all that our team lost today. I learned a lesson that I might have already know, but it was a good reminder to being a better person and a better mother!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-5726619480868272343?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/5726619480868272343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=5726619480868272343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/5726619480868272343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/5726619480868272343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2009/09/soccer.html' title='Soccer'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-7155658180203892460</id><published>2009-07-09T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T12:39:02.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>This 4th was pretty much as any other except we did it times two. X and Sarah came over the day before. They bought Baby D some fireworks and spent time with the kids and lighting them up. We all took turns lighting up the sparkers that for some reason take all year long to use…Anyways Daniel found a fireworks setting on our camera and we were able to get these cool looking pictures with the sparklers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlZEFvA_g7I/AAAAAAAAAJg/NQiQHq9DYis/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlZEFvA_g7I/AAAAAAAAAJg/NQiQHq9DYis/s400/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356543672114447282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlZEF0FiEGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/jxCTQi7MfTc/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlZEF0FiEGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/jxCTQi7MfTc/s400/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356543673475666018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlZEG5CpD9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/bN-fCYVyQcQ/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlZEG5CpD9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/bN-fCYVyQcQ/s400/Picture+051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356543691985588178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel was given the chance to do some actual lighting of the fireworks and he did a good job of listening. Although he was having fun with the fireworks, he decided to have more fun setting my dad's paper on fire. He used one of the sparklers to set the fire! None of us were mad cause at least he did it safely. It reminds me of me when I set my mom's shoe on fire one year and when i set the trash can on fire another year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlZEGsuoqYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/pURDRrKAbX0/s1600-h/Picture+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlZEGsuoqYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/pURDRrKAbX0/s400/Picture+065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356543688680450434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel and the neighbor kids lighting one of Daniel's favorite fireworks, the snakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlZEGYF-ezI/AAAAAAAAAJw/PzL9Pup2uWU/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlZEGYF-ezI/AAAAAAAAAJw/PzL9Pup2uWU/s400/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356543683141204786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I had to work, we all really had a great time. I got home around 800pm and the sun was almost done setting. Daniel had a lot of fun with his friends. We actually got to see a lot of shows from our home and some of the fireworks were right above our home! Then when were close to wrapping it up, our neighbor brought our ice cream and root beer! This was funny cause when she asked Baby D if he wanted a root beer float he responded "Root Beer?!?! I can't have root beer! Beer is bad!" Our neighbor had to explain to him that root beer was just soda. He still declined politely and said "No thank you, I can't have that either" It definitely put a smile on my face. It is nice to know that even though you think your kids aren't learning from you, that they do pick up on some things and that's what keeps me trying. I love my family and my children and I am soooo blessed to have them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-7155658180203892460?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/7155658180203892460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=7155658180203892460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/7155658180203892460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/7155658180203892460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlZEFvA_g7I/AAAAAAAAAJg/NQiQHq9DYis/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-4395379696835849594</id><published>2009-07-09T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T12:10:59.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Fun</title><content type='html'>The beach has been sounding like a good idea for quite some time now. I went to Newport area on my sister in law's birthday to get some cupcakes from sprinkles...mmmm! Since that day I have been wanting to go back. The weather has been off and on for beach weather and those who know me I don't like to be cold. It seemed that the days it was nice enough I was working. Finally a day came where the weather would be good and I was off. My brother and his girlfriend were able to go with us and I invited my niece Roxie. Her and Daniel have always gotten along really well but haven't seen each other much this summer. We had a great day of cool (not cold) weather. It was windy but when the sun came out it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlY-cPE5wWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/iiZWwJz-iIs/s1600-h/Picture+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlY-cPE5wWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/iiZWwJz-iIs/s400/Picture+143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356537461608137058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of the water. It really surprised me how clear the water looked this day. Growing up we visited Puerto Rico often and nothing compares to the waters there, but it was nice to see our waters looking cleaner. Needless to say I still couldn't get in cause the water was still freezing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlY-ce3MHWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/24J7uUNjaus/s1600-h/Picture+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlY-ce3MHWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/24J7uUNjaus/s400/Picture+121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356537465845587298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; X and Ty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlY-czXLmJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/gaAtPvIsXXY/s1600-h/Picture+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlY-czXLmJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/gaAtPvIsXXY/s400/Picture+152.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356537471348480146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel sunbathing. I'm glad that he didn't stay like this for long. He and Roxie were playing in the sand most of the time and built sandcastles so his back was to the sun most of the time. Unfortunately he did get some pretty nasty burns on his back despite the sunblock I put on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlY-dbhzUYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/PscrQkGeK0A/s1600-h/Picture+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlY-dbhzUYI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/PscrQkGeK0A/s400/Picture+142.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356537482130444674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlY-dpgUNHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/yO2apQeBWHs/s1600-h/Picture+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlY-dpgUNHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/yO2apQeBWHs/s400/Picture+129.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356537485882307698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The spot we chose had no bathrooms near by so this is daniel doing his business. He decided to find his own bathroom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-4395379696835849594?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/4395379696835849594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=4395379696835849594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/4395379696835849594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/4395379696835849594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2009/07/beach-has-been-sounding-like-good-idea.html' title='Beach Fun'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SlY-cPE5wWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/iiZWwJz-iIs/s72-c/Picture+143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-3748945076850279567</id><published>2009-07-07T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T11:02:43.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG MORNING</title><content type='html'>What a morning. It's not even 11am and I already wished it was time to put the kids to bed for the night. The kids spend the night at my parents last night because I had to take my uncle to the air port. SSSSSOOOOOOOOO.....This morning I woke up at 4am to wake up Daniel so that he could get up in time to leave the house for clinical (I still don't understand how he doesn’t here the alarm). My alarm then went off at 530.  I got up and dressed pretty quickly and I dressed in my gym clothes because I was planning on going to the gym when I got back with my brother. So I left the house like at 540 to my uncles apartment. He just moved and I knew where but I did not know which apartment. My mom did not remember the actual number but told me exactly where it was at. When I got there I went to the gait and his name is not on the dial pad to open the door. Great! So I tried calling a couple of people and no one opened the door for me. I went to my car to call him and realized I left my phone at home. So what do I do now? I drove to the nearest gas station where I was able to call Daniel to call my uncle.  I went back to the apartments and my uncle came out. Great! Drove him the airport on my way back I got a little lost but no biggy. &lt;br /&gt;When I got home I went home first to get my phone first. Where I see a text from my brother saying he didn’t feel well and would let me know if he felt better later on so that we could go to the gym. Ok I can go by myself...I just won’t be as motivated.&lt;br /&gt;I walk in the door and baby d was sick. He looked sick. i would say yellow is a good word to describe him.  So i would have not been able to go to the gym anyways. Baby D then threw up all over the living room floor. We trained him to throw up only on floor, no carpet as he gets to the bathroom.  After I search threw my mountain of meds, I wasn't able to find anything that would help. I ask my dad to watch the kids for a little more so that I can get baby d some meds and get some stuff for dinner. Little did I know that all antiemetic require a prescription. I bought him some Gatorade and some fruit cocktail. Someone once told me that the juice helps with the nausea.  &lt;br /&gt;When I came home my dad was on the phone with my mom trying to figure out how to open the locked bathroom door. Apparently baby d locked himself  in there and wouldn't open it. I asked him to open the door. When he found out it was me he said he was sorry and opened the door.  He had diarrhea too and didn’t make it to the toilet in time so he was trying to clean up his mess. He is such a sweet child. I bath him, cleaned up his mess and put him down to sleep. I hope he feels better. By the way, the syrup might have helped his nausea, but he is still vomiting.  With all this commotion going on, Tyler was able to get the all purpose cleaner and sprayed the floor and walls in the living room, threw moon sand all over the carpet, and served himself some cereal in a bowl with milk and of corse he made a mess doing that.  I hope the day gets better. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-3748945076850279567?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/3748945076850279567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=3748945076850279567' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/3748945076850279567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/3748945076850279567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2009/07/long-morning.html' title='LONG MORNING'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-9165530138859533241</id><published>2009-06-06T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:58:38.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of Daniel at his preschool graduation! We are so proud of him. He is sad to leave his friends but we are all so excited to have a summer filled of fun activities. We are planning to go to San Diego (zoo, lego land and sea world) Las Vegas (unsure of plans yet), and probably Palm Springs. We are also planning on going camping with our family to San Diego, and I really want to go to Tahoe this summer as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SisUXictNnI/AAAAAAAAAIo/c0ylq6zrxrc/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SisUXictNnI/AAAAAAAAAIo/c0ylq6zrxrc/s400/Picture+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344387777421981298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SisUXVzgjII/AAAAAAAAAIg/7a3rKDRNQ0o/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SisUXVzgjII/AAAAAAAAAIg/7a3rKDRNQ0o/s400/Picture+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344387774027959426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SisUXL31KOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/rZYDBCaKatA/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SisUXL31KOI/AAAAAAAAAIY/rZYDBCaKatA/s400/Picture+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344387771361732834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SisUW3ERWaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3-a5VuU6YLQ/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SisUW3ERWaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3-a5VuU6YLQ/s400/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344387765776767394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his graduation I took him to Disneyland. At first it was just going to be Him and I but since Daniel needed to study for finals and work on a project my brother came as well and we took Tyler. We had such a blast and the kids slept for like 3 hours, needless to say they had a very hard time falling asleep that night!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SisUYMfenhI/AAAAAAAAAIw/AvU7_z87Gko/s1600-h/Picture+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SisUYMfenhI/AAAAAAAAAIw/AvU7_z87Gko/s400/Picture+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344387788707896850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-9165530138859533241?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/9165530138859533241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=9165530138859533241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/9165530138859533241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/9165530138859533241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures-of-daniel-at-his-preschool.html' title=''/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SisUXictNnI/AAAAAAAAAIo/c0ylq6zrxrc/s72-c/Picture+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-3314240480946281401</id><published>2009-06-04T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:12:06.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rae Gun: Giveaway: Citrus Summer Ruffle Diaper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://raegunwear.blogspot.com/2009/06/giveaway-citrus-summer-ruffle-diaper.html"&gt;Rae Gun: Giveaway: Citrus Summer Ruffle Diaper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-3314240480946281401?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://raegunwear.blogspot.com/2009/06/giveaway-citrus-summer-ruffle-diaper.html' title='Rae Gun: Giveaway: Citrus Summer Ruffle Diaper'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/3314240480946281401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=3314240480946281401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/3314240480946281401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/3314240480946281401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2009/06/rae-gun-giveaway-citrus-summer-ruffle.html' title='Rae Gun: Giveaway: Citrus Summer Ruffle Diaper'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-84875165860161091</id><published>2009-04-20T15:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:31:01.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY birthday BaBy D!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At thi very time, 3:30 pm, I was going into labor. Well Actually I starting feeling contractions. 3 hours later I gave birth to Daniel Francisco Guzman. 7lbs 14oz, 21 1/2 inches long. Ten fingers and ten toes! He turned 5 today and I will be registering him for kindergarten tomorrow! Time goes way too fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-84875165860161091?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/84875165860161091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=84875165860161091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/84875165860161091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/84875165860161091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-baby-d.html' title=''/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-8363763675116880852</id><published>2009-03-23T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:39:20.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surviving Without the Kids…</title><content type='html'>I am first to say that when my parents told me they wanted to go to Palm Spring and take the kids with them, I started to count down the days. I started making plans for Daniel and me. The best part was that he was going to be off the week my parents would take the kids, therefore, no school! Well they all left on Sunday after church. We hurried home and made lunches and sent them off. They were so cute waving good bye. On Sunday after the kids left we did some deep cleaning. I know we are crazy but it was so nice to clean without having a two year old right behind use making more of a mess. When we were done we decided to watch Twilight! We both fell asleep and took a much needed nap (especially Daniel who just finished finals).  WE got up and went to his mom’s house, a Sunday ritual. We met up with Daniel’s brothers there and had a lot of very interesting conversions. We had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;            Today was our actual day date. We got up and went to breakfast with Daniel’s mom because it was her birthday and then we took her home. We then drove to Disneyland when I realized my phone was dying and Daniel’s was dead already. I couldn’t spend the whole day at Disneyland without my phone. I started to panic…what if something happened to the kids and here we are having fun and with no way to be reached.  We used my new GPS system that Daniel got me for my birthday to find the nearest verizon store and bought a charger, which made me feel a lot better. When we got to Disneyland the line to pay for parking was crazy, I had NEVER seen it that bad. We finally parked and got on the tram to the park. To our surprise the line to check our bag was worse! We waited about 40mins. Once we got through we got through I was so happy that we had passes and did not have to wait what I think would have been another hour to buy tickets. We went to California Adventure to ride all the rides we usually don’t because we always come with the kids which included: California Soaring, the roller coaster, and the Tower of Terror (??).  We also just walked around, watched performers sing and enjoyed the scenery. We went to the Blue Bayou. It was ok. I like variety and for the prices there was not much variety. I did like what I ordered though. I am very glad we went there cause we didn’t have the kids and I don’t think we would ever choose to take Tyler there.&lt;br /&gt;            After the lunch we went back to California Adventure to ride another ride really quick and then off to a movie we went. We went to go see Knowing and it was good, in my opinion. I won’t give anything away. Then we came home to finish up some laundry and make banana muffins! I promised Daniel that I would get up and make him breakfast before I got to work! Poor Daniel he was such a good sport through all this day. He broke out with shingles the last day of his finals and was in pain but we both had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast……$45&lt;br /&gt;Parking……...$0&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland….$0&lt;br /&gt;Lunch……….$78&lt;br /&gt;Sun glasses….$ 22&lt;br /&gt;Movies………$0 (gift card)&lt;br /&gt;Snacks………$0 (gift card)&lt;br /&gt;Mexican bread $1&lt;br /&gt;_________________&lt;br /&gt;Grand Total: A lot of fun and quality time (irreplaceable)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did have a great time but I nearly cried when we were walking back to our car and we called my mom to find out how the kids were doing. Daniel picked up and told me how much fun they were having but said at the end "but mommy I want you" He is so adorrable. I miss them so much. They will arrive sometime tomorrow. Too bad I work and wont be home till 10! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-8363763675116880852?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/8363763675116880852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=8363763675116880852' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/8363763675116880852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/8363763675116880852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2009/03/surviving-without-kids.html' title='Surviving Without the Kids…'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-3060468522036897289</id><published>2009-03-17T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:56:57.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Prideful</title><content type='html'>Ok So I have never been a prideful person, but I think that the pride and joy one has for their children is different! Well I had parent teacher confrence with Baby D's teacher last week and let me tell you, I am so PROUD of Daniel. The teacher said that he is basically in the top four in his class. I know he is only in pre school but I was still happy to hear that. He along with 3 other students will now be taken out of class everyday to start learning how to read! I said what! She said that they didnt like to hold kids back. She said if they are ready then might as well push them forward. Daniel has always been very observant and picked up consepts really fast, but I never thought that he would be ready to read. I love my kids and I am so happy that Heavenly Father has blessed me with these two beautiful children. I would not trade them for anything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-3060468522036897289?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/3060468522036897289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=3060468522036897289' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/3060468522036897289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/3060468522036897289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2009/03/being-prideful.html' title='Being Prideful'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-9041544097119697884</id><published>2009-03-03T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:46:58.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mom Test</title><content type='html'>THIS WAS SO FUNNY I HAD TO POST IT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out walking with my 4 year old daughter.  She picked up  something off the ground and started to put it in her mouth.  I took the  item away from her and I asked her not to do that.  &lt;br /&gt;'Why?' my daughter asked.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Because it's been on the ground, you don't know where it's been, it's  dirty, and probably has germs,' I replied.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;At this point, my daughter looked at me with total admiration and as kid,  'Momma, how do you know all this stuff, you are so smart.' I was thinking  quickly.&lt;br /&gt;'All moms know this stuff.  It's on the Mom Test.&lt;br /&gt;You have  to know it, or they don't let you be a Mom.' We walked along in silence for 2 or  3 minutes, but she was evidently pondering this new information.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'OH...I get it!' she beamed, 'So if you don't pass the test you have to be  the dad.' ''Exactly,' I replied back with a big smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When you're finished laughing, send this to a Mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-9041544097119697884?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/9041544097119697884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=9041544097119697884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/9041544097119697884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/9041544097119697884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2009/03/mom-test.html' title='The Mom Test'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-2300091310337491133</id><published>2009-02-21T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:49:09.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wwwhhhere's Tyler?   There He Is!</title><content type='html'>So even though I am very tired and I just got home from work, I feel the need to share the experience that I had this morning. I know Tyler loves to play peekaboo, and he likes to hide around the corner and have me find him, but this tops it all. I finally decided to get out of bed at 540 this morning so that I would not be too late for work and for some reason Daniel was kind of awake. So as I got out of bed I used my phone to see where I am going. Usually I just get out of the room ASAP as to not wake the kids. Well I forgot to get everything I needed out of the room last night so I used my phone light to get my clothes. As I did I glaced over at Tyler's bed and he wasn't there. Big deal, I thought, he must be under some of the thousands of blankets I have on my bed. He climbs into our bed a lot with me even noticing it. So I asked Daniel if Tyler was in our bed and he said no. So I looked around the floor and on Baby D's bunk and nothing. The door was closed and he has not been able to open it lately and besided the door was still closed (he would have left it open). I told Daniel that I couldnt find TyTy and I tured on the lights. There is no way that Tyler is just not here! I looked under the bed, I moved the blankets, and moved some clothes and nothing. So I went and checke the kitchen , bathroom, and living room and nothing. So Daniel called me back into the  room and he was looking under the bed and Tyler was there HALF way under our QUEEN size bed! How did this happen? I dont know! I love this kid!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-2300091310337491133?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/2300091310337491133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=2300091310337491133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/2300091310337491133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/2300091310337491133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2009/02/wwwhhheres-tyler-there-he-is.html' title='Wwwhhhere&apos;s Tyler?   There He Is!'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-1553395255149866834</id><published>2009-02-12T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:45:25.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SpongeBobSquarePants</title><content type='html'>Both my kids LOVE Spong Bob! That is an under statement! This is a video of Tyler singing and dancing to the theme song and Daniel in the background singing and telling Tyler to dance and "get down" I love these kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1b6d7a571abcdbdc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-8978975296052391883</id><published>2009-02-12T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:33:55.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Fun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1366e6a9fbca93f3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1366e6a9fbca93f3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331573752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D406D0637AA2311E83954111787F92AD7B59C31CD.4097F3ED21BFECDCF1DDE3CC5D05CD0D641C2BE2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1366e6a9fbca93f3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlPgAmfAxZ6vJvVT2J0CkM5Ap6kY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So those of you who know Tyler, know how much he loves his baths. Its actually funny cause he is so scared to be in pools even if they are toddler pools, but he NEEDS to have his bath every day! Well this was taken a couple of nights ago. Daniel was done and got out but Tyler wanted to stay longer which usally happens all the time. This time I asked Daniel to pull the plug because he was splashing so much and was really having a hard time keeping the water inside the tub.   Well this is how he reacted when he realized that the water was running low.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-8978975296052391883?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1366e6a9fbca93f3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/8978975296052391883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=8978975296052391883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/8978975296052391883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/8978975296052391883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-fun.html' title='Random Fun...'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-4400344344797133491</id><published>2009-01-22T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T15:07:31.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES</title><content type='html'>make sure you check out this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kamandfam.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2009-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-08%3A00&amp;amp;updated-max=2010-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-08%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=10"&gt;http://kamandfam.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2009-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-08%3A00&amp;amp;updated-max=2010-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-08%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go down to the one called hoodrats. New pictures of the kids. While my sister and brother in law from Penn were down, grandma wanted all her grandkids to be photographed. Unfortunately my kids did not do so well. My defense: they were sick, cold, and i wasnt able to be there! But luckily she got at least one of each that look good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-4400344344797133491?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/4400344344797133491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=4400344344797133491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/4400344344797133491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/4400344344797133491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2009/01/pictures.html' title='PICTURES'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-5065390090753687305</id><published>2008-12-11T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:38:40.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Year Updates</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I blogged. I haven't taken my camara anywhere lately. But I can give you updates on my family. Big D just finished his first quarter of nursing school at Cal State LA. I know that three years seems like a long time but this quater went by fast. If they continue at this rate then he will be done in no time. We are very excited for him to start clincals at the hospital next quater. He goes back to school on the 7th of Jan, so he has a whole month off. Iwas really excited because I was going to get to see my husband again. Boy was I wrong. I have been working so much that I really have not seen him much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about work. I got another job. I am so excited from the moment I graduated and started to work on the floor I knew I wanted to teach nursing students. Originally I was offered an assisstant clinical instuctor position so I applied and was waiting to get the ok from the State Board of Nursing. It usually takes like 2 months to hear back from the Board. I actually kind of forgot about it. One day I was at home when one of my friends from work text me to say that one of the instuctors wanted to talk to me about the position. I got excited because I had forgotten about the job. In talking to her she said that they were offering me the actual clinical instructor position instead of the assisstant which is so much better. I will be in charge of about 10 students all by myself and it doesn't hurt that the position I got pays more than double the assisstant position. I might have to put TyTy in day care in order to do this job but I think the money will really help out with the bills and it would only be one day a week. I have an appointment to speak with the director next week to get all the details and I will update you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby D is growing so much. He is just this big sponge and is taking it all in. It not only surpizes me that he uses some big words at times, but he uses them correctly. He is suck a pain sometimes but he reminds me to stay on tract. When I am too tired and just want to put a movie on he is the one who reminds me that we need to read the BofM and pray before we go to sleep. I love that kid so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TyTy learned his official second word. He knows mami, mama (for grandma), dada, papa, txss (He is trying to say X), auwa (for sarah, meghan, and alyssa), tyty, anol (for daniel). So he has pretty much all our names down. His first word was caca. He is pretty good at telling us when his diaper needs to be changed by using that simple words. Well this last two weeks has been trying to perfect I'm hungry (ah owing). Usually he will come to me and say "ah owing" and "ill say are you hungry". and he says back "owing". He may not talk very well but he makes his needs known which is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope that as the holidays get closer that everyone will be safe and keep the meaning of Christmas close to your heart. I love you all and hope to hear from you soon. By the way if you haven't sent me your address, please do. I am picking up my Christmas cards tomorrow. email me at &lt;a href="mailto:solymarguzman@hotmail.com"&gt;solymarguzman@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-5065390090753687305?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/5065390090753687305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=5065390090753687305' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/5065390090753687305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/5065390090753687305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/12/end-of-year-updates.html' title='End of Year Updates'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-1283306094810547950</id><published>2008-12-11T15:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:27:57.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Cards</title><content type='html'>I need your address! Please email it to me at &lt;a href="mailto:solymarguzman@hotmail.com"&gt;solymarguzman@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-1283306094810547950?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/1283306094810547950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=1283306094810547950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/1283306094810547950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/1283306094810547950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-cards.html' title='Christmas Cards'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-4302032041499452817</id><published>2008-11-26T08:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T08:42:51.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready For The Holidays...</title><content type='html'>So I went to the store yesterday in the very middle of the day to buy some last min food for Thanksgiving and it was worse than going on the actual day of Thanksgiving cause you forgot something. I didn't get everything I wanted because we were going to go to another store afterwards, but it didn't happen. I'm afraid to see what the stores are going to look like today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just so you know I think I'm actually going to go shopping at midnight. I have never done that before but I feel compelled to jump in to the holiday spirit. I feel by going shopping at midnight will help. Well that's what I keep trying to tell Daniel. I don't think he's going to buy it, but he is going with me so we can double tag the stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last comment, I have to say that I think more people this year than any other have really started early with the holiday spirit. I have to say that on our way home last night, I counted about 10 homes that were decorated with Christmas decorations already. This was just from the freeway to my house, which is not very far ways. Happy Holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-4302032041499452817?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/4302032041499452817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=4302032041499452817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/4302032041499452817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/4302032041499452817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/11/getting-ready-for-holidays.html' title='Getting Ready For The Holidays...'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-4979489798749058083</id><published>2008-10-13T13:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T13:20:37.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twilightersanonymous.com/Quizzes/Find-out-which-female-character-you-are.html" title="Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the TwilightersAnonymous.com Quiz to Find Out!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.twilightersanonymous.com/files/files/banner_ima_esme.jpg" width="200" border ="0" height="300" alt="I'm a Esme! I found out through TwilightersAnonymous.com. Which Twilight Female Are You? Take the quiz and find out!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Take the Quiz and Share Your Results!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-4979489798749058083?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/4979489798749058083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=4979489798749058083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/4979489798749058083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/4979489798749058083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/10/take-quiz-and-share-your-results.html' title=''/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-5298912875897488721</id><published>2008-10-11T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T07:55:17.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SPC9pSl6v7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/bcLX-6B_Jz8/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255909282204532658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SPC9pSl6v7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/bcLX-6B_Jz8/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a cool tag. You open your fourth folder of pictures and pick your fourth picture and post it. You then tag four people. We were at mission bay here at the beach and this is just a random picture i took of d. I tag Sarah, Lauren, Meghan, and Chami. Since you dont have a computer right now Meghan, just give me the forth pix off your camara!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-5298912875897488721?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/5298912875897488721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=5298912875897488721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/5298912875897488721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/5298912875897488721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/10/photo-tag.html' title='Photo Tag'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SPC9pSl6v7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/bcLX-6B_Jz8/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-5074789108443634987</id><published>2008-09-26T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T12:57:10.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyler Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this is how Tyler fell asleep for his nap today! I knew this was going to be a long day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SN0-SnH96-I/AAAAAAAAAG0/svNs0mFgMa8/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250421230044834786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SN0-SnH96-I/AAAAAAAAAG0/svNs0mFgMa8/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-5074789108443634987?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/5074789108443634987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=5074789108443634987' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/5074789108443634987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/5074789108443634987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/09/tyler-part-2.html' title='Tyler Part 2'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SN0-SnH96-I/AAAAAAAAAG0/svNs0mFgMa8/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-5129456039946202867</id><published>2008-09-26T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T07:56:34.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Morning</title><content type='html'>So Tyler woke up completely covered in pee from head to toe, pooped on my carpet, and has now figured out how to open the front door and he did all of this before 7. So Tyler woke up like 630 this morning so you know how grumpy I was about that. I picked him up from his crib and laid him on top of me in hopes that he would go back to sleep. Bad Idea. He was soaked in pee. I have a feeling that before he went to bed he probably pulled out his penis from his diaper and fell asleep like that. So we got up and I undressed him in the room. We let the room and I got his clothes and went to the bathroom. I came out to dress him and he had already pooped on my carpet! He was quick! Then I cleaned up, got him dressed, I changed and tried to pass out on the couch. I heard him playing with the front door, which he does a lot. Well today, he opened it! I'M DOOMED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-5129456039946202867?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/5129456039946202867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=5129456039946202867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/5129456039946202867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/5129456039946202867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/09/busy-morning.html' title='Busy Morning'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-6543844591579268955</id><published>2008-09-10T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:50:19.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lauren's Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Answer the following with only one word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Where is your cell phone?.........................................desk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your significant other?...........................................work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your hair?........................................................long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your mother?.........................................................work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your father?..........................................................work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your favorite thing?..................................................family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your dream last night..........................................???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your favorite drink........................................tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your dream/goal..................................home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;The room you're in..........................................small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your children?...................................................quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;our Fear?.............................................saddness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Where do you want to be in 6 years?......................home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Where were you last night?................................couch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;What you're not?............................................perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Muffins?............................................maple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;One of your wish list items?....................girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Where'd you grow up?..........................California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;What'd you read last?.......................eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;What are you wearing?............................sweats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your TV?..........................................big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your pet?........................................gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your computer?........................................acer??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your life?...........................................AMAZING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;our mood?..................................happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Missing someone?..................................noone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your car?...........................................dirty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;omething you're not wearing?.................makeup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Favorite store?...................................target&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your summer?.....................................ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Like someone?..........................several&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your favorite color?.........................purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Last time you laughed................................Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Last time you cried?...........................................weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; will tag heidi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-6543844591579268955?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/6543844591579268955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=6543844591579268955' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/6543844591579268955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/6543844591579268955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/09/laurens-tag.html' title='Lauren&apos;s Tag'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-2836513267264523513</id><published>2008-09-05T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T12:28:00.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversery!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGHLxoEy0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/Egt8ckTuJe8/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242620077605702466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGHLxoEy0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/Egt8ckTuJe8/s400/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Us, at the Queen Mary. The room was kind of scary. I have never been on a cruise and we just happened to get a room with NO windows. When we woke up in the morning there was no way of telling if it was morning yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGHLwW2UJI/AAAAAAAAAGU/TZuVVhETOjg/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242620077265014930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGHLwW2UJI/AAAAAAAAAGU/TZuVVhETOjg/s400/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;On our way to Catalina!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGHMKeV-4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/JwK5p2Re-Z4/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242620084275772290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGHMKeV-4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/JwK5p2Re-Z4/s400/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Daniel and I kayaked, went snorkeling and mountain biking. Well he did, I sticked to the paved roads. We also walked along the beaches to get pictures for Baby D. Here below a picture Daniel took of a crab.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGHMvoXvlI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GcOrkV-ZWq4/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242620094249942610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGHMvoXvlI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GcOrkV-ZWq4/s400/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGHM6jsc-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/ZYnOmr8gJok/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242620097183118306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGHM6jsc-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/ZYnOmr8gJok/s400/067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;On our way home ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-2836513267264523513?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/2836513267264523513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=2836513267264523513' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/2836513267264523513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/2836513267264523513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-anniversery.html' title='Happy Anniversery!'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGHLxoEy0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/Egt8ckTuJe8/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-1441217489449251814</id><published>2008-08-13T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:36:25.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outside Activities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SKOyIm8b3DI/AAAAAAAAAFI/yjVziHLXQa4/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234223052897377330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SKOyIm8b3DI/AAAAAAAAAFI/yjVziHLXQa4/s400/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SKOyJMsiIGI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/PqVsXBb40oE/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234223063031226466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SKOyJMsiIGI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/PqVsXBb40oE/s400/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SKOyJWIyXGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/yP6gRtOKBs4/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234223065565650018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SKOyJWIyXGI/AAAAAAAAAFY/yP6gRtOKBs4/s400/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SKOyJsAkEII/AAAAAAAAAFg/DsXzZETASd8/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234223071436738690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SKOyJsAkEII/AAAAAAAAAFg/DsXzZETASd8/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SKOyJ3eosTI/AAAAAAAAAFo/iOo3UyZWVdQ/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234223074515661106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SKOyJ3eosTI/AAAAAAAAAFo/iOo3UyZWVdQ/s400/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;While Daddy was working hard in order to keep the family in the life of luxury, Mommy, Ty-ty, &amp;amp; Daniel had fun with Crayola sidewalk paint.  Ty-ty didn't hessitate to paint his little boobies and tummy.  We decided to quit after social services came and tried to take Ty-ty for appearing to be homeless.  If you're wondering what happened to baby Daniel's forehead in the magnificient painted hair shot, he decided to rub his forehead continuously on the carpet when put on time out.  It sound like someone is going to make poor decisions as well as his father.  Well we had fun and wasted a lot of paint but it was well worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-1441217489449251814?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/1441217489449251814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=1441217489449251814' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/1441217489449251814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/1441217489449251814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/08/outside-activities.html' title='Outside Activities'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SKOyIm8b3DI/AAAAAAAAAFI/yjVziHLXQa4/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-4017751550935666729</id><published>2008-08-10T23:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:51:25.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJ_f5bCZM8I/AAAAAAAAAEw/8DV3Ufv4aKo/s1600-h/Solys+Family+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233147469631140802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJ_f5bCZM8I/AAAAAAAAAEw/8DV3Ufv4aKo/s400/Solys+Family+089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJ_f4-2aLDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/cYRu9olJuFg/s1600-h/Solys+Family+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233147462064679986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJ_f4-2aLDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/cYRu9olJuFg/s400/Solys+Family+104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We finally decided to have pictures.  I think these are some of the best pictures yet.  And in my defense I'm not going bald, I'm growing more head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJ_f4nvl5JI/AAAAAAAAAEY/f-jqmMt28CA/s1600-h/Solys+Family+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233147455862072466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJ_f4nvl5JI/AAAAAAAAAEY/f-jqmMt28CA/s400/Solys+Family+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJ_f5KqFAmI/AAAAAAAAAEo/gDdkNKpcPME/s1600-h/Solys+Family+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233147465234186850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJ_f5KqFAmI/AAAAAAAAAEo/gDdkNKpcPME/s400/Solys+Family+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJ_f5gFqF8I/AAAAAAAAAE4/SvI-AiBtevY/s1600-h/Solys+Family+122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233147470987007938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJ_f5gFqF8I/AAAAAAAAAE4/SvI-AiBtevY/s400/Solys+Family+122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Daniel was told that he could not go swimming because he was not cooperating.  Naturally, he began crying.  Then, for the&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-4017751550935666729?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/4017751550935666729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=4017751550935666729' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/4017751550935666729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/4017751550935666729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJ_f5bCZM8I/AAAAAAAAAEw/8DV3Ufv4aKo/s72-c/Solys+Family+089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-2684031328915519747</id><published>2008-08-05T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T21:41:59.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-814070175c71d315" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D814070175c71d315%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331573752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8024677568DEC94B5B753AC0689BB03F6F3743B.1DB2A3F4F9B1526B325A12C6CA9ABEE014E03497%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D814070175c71d315%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdgP5eq_X40igzX4A0I_z6nbLkY0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D814070175c71d315%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331573752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8024677568DEC94B5B753AC0689BB03F6F3743B.1DB2A3F4F9B1526B325A12C6CA9ABEE014E03497%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D814070175c71d315%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdgP5eq_X40igzX4A0I_z6nbLkY0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ok so I don't know what happened...but when i logged on to  my blogg today, my post was gone and it was saved as a draft and all my  comments were gone too. Well here is a little glimps of us trying to teach Daniel how to swim. Because he looks a lot older than he is I feel that we have rushed him to learn how to do things early.  (etc. letters, numbers, reading). Well swimming is the next thing. I have never pushed it untill we went camping last weekend and there were kids that looked younger than him who were swimming.  He loves to jump into the pool with his floaties. Well when we went swimming at the pool, he jumped in as usuall, and one of his floaties broke off and he was drowning. Of corse one of the ladies next to him saved him.  Where were his parent you may ask. I was at the other end of the pool with Ty Ty, throwing him into the pool so my dad could catch him.  We dont really watch daniel because he does so well with the floaties. Needless to say that we decided to to teach him how to swim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-2684031328915519747?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=814070175c71d315&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/2684031328915519747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=2684031328915519747' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/2684031328915519747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/2684031328915519747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/08/swimming-lessons_05.html' title='Swimming Lessons'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-3996218882846136404</id><published>2008-07-30T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T13:44:06.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJDSacTJJAI/AAAAAAAAADw/P584x1rHu-w/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228910519092061186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJDSacTJJAI/AAAAAAAAADw/P584x1rHu-w/s400/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJDSaolww8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/LKtNhe5nGrM/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228910522391380930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJDSaolww8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/LKtNhe5nGrM/s400/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJDSbcu-eLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/A2kAjIj9qmI/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228910536388671666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJDSbcu-eLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/A2kAjIj9qmI/s400/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJDSb0285sI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Ptdap4lSo9w/s1600-h/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228910542864574146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJDSb0285sI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Ptdap4lSo9w/s400/062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJDSeD4ZH0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9K88GWcoqeA/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228910581256888130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJDSeD4ZH0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9K88GWcoqeA/s400/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-3996218882846136404?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/3996218882846136404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=3996218882846136404' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/3996218882846136404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/3996218882846136404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/07/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SJDSacTJJAI/AAAAAAAAADw/P584x1rHu-w/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-724088718664190951</id><published>2008-07-04T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:43:01.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Daniel, Baby Daniel, Tyler and I first sat outside to watch the several fireworks shows that were going on around us. Daniel and I hardly take pictures so I made it a point to have at least one with us in it. The fireworks were beautiful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SG8TYRX7WHI/AAAAAAAAADI/qv3NzBvm4OQ/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219411800847243378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SG8TYRX7WHI/AAAAAAAAADI/qv3NzBvm4OQ/s400/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, our neighbor told Daniel that we could write on the floor with sparklers, so Daniel wrote me a little message. How cute is he????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SG8TYj5PrDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gG1jeGnmgm4/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219411805818825778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SG8TYj5PrDI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gG1jeGnmgm4/s400/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SG8TYze3xEI/AAAAAAAAADY/-u0UlQTmG00/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219411810003174466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SG8TYze3xEI/AAAAAAAAADY/-u0UlQTmG00/s400/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler did not like the action at all. Although he is very adventerous, he only wanted to be held. He took a late nap, but I think he was still a little tierd towrds the end. He was calm though, no crankiness!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SG8TZOYHz6I/AAAAAAAAADg/F4L4EyqqNFs/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219411817222623138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SG8TZOYHz6I/AAAAAAAAADg/F4L4EyqqNFs/s400/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel on the other hand was all over the action. He was lighting the fireworks and throwing them. We had to watch him the whole time cause the older kids were jumping over the fireworks and daniel kept saying that he was next. He got burned a couple of times but he never complained. He just kept going. After the show was over we came in and all showered cause it had been so hot all day. He asked if he could watch a movie and I said I would think about it when I got out of the shower. Daniel got him dressed and told him to go lay in bed and as soon as I got out I would tell him if he could watch a movie or not. When I got out of the shower like 5 mins later, he was alseep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SG8TZciQR1I/AAAAAAAAADo/zeExReMzXIg/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219411821023217490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SG8TZciQR1I/AAAAAAAAADo/zeExReMzXIg/s400/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-724088718664190951?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/724088718664190951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=724088718664190951' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/724088718664190951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/724088718664190951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SG8TYRX7WHI/AAAAAAAAADI/qv3NzBvm4OQ/s72-c/034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-6740495561864564874</id><published>2008-07-04T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:42:30.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel, My Love, My Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SG7CkeUKluI/AAAAAAAAADA/7RyQQ-MVLS4/s1600-h/soly+and+daniel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219322950037706466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SG7CkeUKluI/AAAAAAAAADA/7RyQQ-MVLS4/s400/soly+and+daniel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Inspired by Sarah and her husband tag, I decided to blog a short blog about Daniel. In reading her blog it brought me back to what really is important in our marriage. It about him and I. That’s all that matters… I love Daniel so much and he has given me the opportunity to mother his children. I think we have made such beautiful children. Like Sarah said “our marriage is not perfect”, but we work on it on a daily basis and you can tell when we don’t. We start to fight and think about ourselves instead of each other. He is very selfless and he does almost anything I ask of him. He is a great father to out kids and is learning everyday how to be a better father. I love him so much for all the wonderful joy he brings into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband Tag&lt;br /&gt;1- His Full Name: Daniel Guzman&lt;br /&gt;2- How long have you been together? Married 5 years in August&lt;br /&gt;3- How long did you date? Three months and one day to be exact&lt;br /&gt;4- How old is he? 28&lt;br /&gt;5- Who eats more? Him, definitely :)…Although I get pretty close at times&lt;br /&gt;6- Who said I love you first? I think Daniel did…cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;7- Who is taller? He is.&lt;br /&gt;8- Who sings better? Although we both LOVE to sing, I defiantly have to say that he has a great voice compared to mine!!! Ask any of our friends and family what he thinks about my singing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;9- Who is smarter? Although Daniel considers me the NERD, I think he definitely is. He has gotten almost straight A’s since he’s gone back to school full time with the exception of him being lazy occasionally and getting some B’s. When Daniel went to orientation for Cal State LA this week, the presenter was talking about the point scale for the nursing program. He said that out of 10 points most people get 6 and 8 is really good (the higher your GPA the more points you get out of 10). He then said that hardly anyone gets 10 points for their GPA. Well Daniel got all 10, and when he sat with all the nursing major students he found out that only one other person got in at all for this school year. That’s right Daniel, your ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;10- Who does the laundry? I do, most of the time, but Daniel helps out a lot with other things.&lt;br /&gt;11- Who pays the bills? Although I do the paying of bills, Daniel and I always sit down and discuss where the money should go. When it comes to money, paying bills is the one thing I can do. When it comes to retirement savings and life insurance… I don’t have a clue!!&lt;br /&gt;12- Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? When looking at the headboard, I usually do.&lt;br /&gt;13- Who mows the lawn? Well my dad actually has done it for years with the exception of X doing it occasionally. Lately Daniel has done it. He will be as bold to go to the neighbors and do theirs too if it has to be done.&lt;br /&gt;14- Who cooks dinner? I do, although Daniel’s cookies taste better than mine. I have shown him the basics, enough to feed the kids while I’m gone. I will never show him everything…then he won’t need me anymore&lt;br /&gt;15- Who drives? Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;16- Who kissed whom first? It was mutual we, we both went in for it! I’ll share the story some day, its quite entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;17- Who's more stubborn? Definitely me, no questions asked. I will be one old stubborn woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;18- Who asked whom out first? He did, but I paid!!!&lt;br /&gt;19- Who proposed? He did. We slow danced to one of my favorite songs and then he got down on one knee. He did it at the park.&lt;br /&gt;20- Who has more friends? He does.&lt;br /&gt;21- Who is more sensitive? Definitely me. But I have to remind myself (or Daniel does) that he has feelings too, and I’m learning to be more sensitive of them.&lt;br /&gt;22- Who has more siblings? He does. He has 2 brothers and one sister. I just have one brother.&lt;br /&gt;23- Who wears the pants? Although I tell people I do, and I get my way more I thing that we do a good job of consulting each other especially for big decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-6740495561864564874?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/6740495561864564874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=6740495561864564874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/6740495561864564874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/6740495561864564874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/07/daniel-my-love-my-everything.html' title='Daniel, My Love, My Everything'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SG7CkeUKluI/AAAAAAAAADA/7RyQQ-MVLS4/s72-c/soly+and+daniel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-6770884415616024728</id><published>2008-06-12T12:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:44:33.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Shakey Shakey"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-460644569014b4a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0460644569014b4a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331573752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1FCC07B22D7C64C9CE68D4601E39D1D8B9F579B8.851DFA7D4B9906E8E71636F9E3EF6E717414F252%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D460644569014b4a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiHqB2O9zbyfI60m1tSbaHrjXRDw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0460644569014b4a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331573752%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1FCC07B22D7C64C9CE68D4601E39D1D8B9F579B8.851DFA7D4B9906E8E71636F9E3EF6E717414F252%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D460644569014b4a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiHqB2O9zbyfI60m1tSbaHrjXRDw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Daniel has a small graduation at the end of his school year for preschool. It is designed to honor those who will be moving on to kindergarden the next year. This is daniel's second participation in graduation and has one more to come. Anyways the teacher has them do the same dance and the only thing is they have never been able to get the CD to work. They have treid to perform this dance on several occations and have failed because of the CD. This was the first time that they chose to get another copy. At the end of the dance is the distributions of their&lt;/span&gt; diplomas which is number 2 of 3 for daniel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-6770884415616024728?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=460644569014b4a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/6770884415616024728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=6770884415616024728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/6770884415616024728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/6770884415616024728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/06/daniel-has-small-graduation-at-end-of.html' title='&quot;Shakey Shakey&quot;'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-7970142910282597835</id><published>2008-05-26T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:53:49.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEAUTY WITHIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SDs-0kbBsdI/AAAAAAAAACY/sG1PMz_b4u8/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204822867207893458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SDs-0kbBsdI/AAAAAAAAACY/sG1PMz_b4u8/s400/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SDs-00bBseI/AAAAAAAAACg/fgTq_HDi18M/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204822871502860770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SDs-00bBseI/AAAAAAAAACg/fgTq_HDi18M/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SDs-1EbBsfI/AAAAAAAAACo/BKMJWsRvH4E/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204822875797828082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SDs-1EbBsfI/AAAAAAAAACo/BKMJWsRvH4E/s400/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SDs-1UbBsgI/AAAAAAAAACw/2a3AmJ69vMs/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204822880092795394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SDs-1UbBsgI/AAAAAAAAACw/2a3AmJ69vMs/s400/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;How can something so ugly produce such beautiful flowers...I don't know. I hate catus plants. I don't know why but I do. They usually do not have any pretty colors and honestly I have never seen any produce any flowers. Daniel called me outside to see the flowers that out catus plant grew and I was amazed. Unfortualtely they only last about a day or two. Therefore we had to capture the moment and took some photos. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-7970142910282597835?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/7970142910282597835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=7970142910282597835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/7970142910282597835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/7970142910282597835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/05/beauty-within.html' title='BEAUTY WITHIN'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SDs-0kbBsdI/AAAAAAAAACY/sG1PMz_b4u8/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-3815598478027307136</id><published>2008-05-06T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:54:13.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When all Hope is Lost...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well I would like to be the first to congratulate Daniel. A for effort. Daniel and I had discussed several months ago that we needed to have at least two nights/days a month where we would hang out, talk, or whatever. We just needed to have our date nights. We tried it for a couple of months and it was going great. Of course, we got lazy and it slowly trinkled down to us not doing anything for weeks at a time. We also had agreed that we would switch off on who had to find babysitting and planning our date. So it seemed that the last couple of dates that we actually had were planned by me. In frustration, I told Daniel that he was failing and the he needed to do something because I was done. Despite my request and several reminders, it seemed that it was unimportant to him. Finally about two weeks ago he said that after a church activity we would be going to the movies. I even got excited when he had babysitting arranged all by himself. Needless to say that it was a disaster. After the church event I asked how long i had to get ready and he said as long as you want. I then asked what time the movie started and he responded with I don’t know. Feeling a little frustrated I asked well which movie are we going to see and he responded with the same answer. I was confused. Were we not going to a movie then? He apparently had called and did not recognize any of the movies and decided to just check and see what was on when we got there. That's when I felt that our date was over. We are not going anywhere. This would have been fine if we did not have any children, but seeing that we were going to pick them up after the movie I did not want to pick up late. So we stayed home and went nowhere. Days later before we went to bed Daniel said not to make any plans for 230 the next day because I was going to be his. I said ok, lets see what he has planned this time. He not only took me to a movie that I wanted to see, he purchased the tickets ahead of time. Then we stopped off to pick up food at Macaroni Grill. And he took me to this place where he took me once when we were dating. (This picnic place overlooks CalPoly, and yes it's the same place where the sprinklers came on and hit me directly in the face, ya that one!) Anyways we had a picnic there, and how he remembered my favorite dish from Macaroni Grill, I don't know. We had a great time, he even gave me a duplicate ring of the one he had made for me when we were dating. It was so romantic....Overall I think he redeemed himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-3815598478027307136?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/3815598478027307136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=3815598478027307136' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/3815598478027307136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/3815598478027307136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-all-hope-is-lost.html' title='When all Hope is Lost...'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-1518541810671866639</id><published>2008-05-06T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T10:31:58.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Daniel's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SCCVrD4ltUI/AAAAAAAAABw/uSKF65EKZko/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197318536995124546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SCCVrD4ltUI/AAAAAAAAABw/uSKF65EKZko/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SCCVrT4ltVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xyIugreIFRE/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197318541290091858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SCCVrT4ltVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xyIugreIFRE/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SCCVrj4ltWI/AAAAAAAAACA/0G2r8nz2KPg/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197318545585059170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SCCVrj4ltWI/AAAAAAAAACA/0G2r8nz2KPg/s400/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SCCVsD4ltXI/AAAAAAAAACI/ioHkfX8YkSU/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197318554174993778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SCCVsD4ltXI/AAAAAAAAACI/ioHkfX8YkSU/s400/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SCCVsj4ltYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/OfWQxGHgftU/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197318562764928386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SCCVsj4ltYI/AAAAAAAAACQ/OfWQxGHgftU/s400/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-1518541810671866639?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/1518541810671866639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=1518541810671866639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/1518541810671866639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/1518541810671866639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/05/baby-daniels-birthday.html' title='Baby Daniel&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SCCVrD4ltUI/AAAAAAAAABw/uSKF65EKZko/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-2506312091673487367</id><published>2008-05-06T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:54:50.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sarah Tagged me about a month ago and I have been so lazy but I finally got to it...10 most interesting things about me...(not in any order, just as they come to my head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am not disgusted by poop.&lt;br /&gt;2. I like to watch people when I am at a light or stop sign&lt;br /&gt;3. I like to try new recipes&lt;br /&gt;4. Everyone says that the first year of marriage is hard. I thought it was the best.&lt;br /&gt;5. I get depressed when I'm alone, yet I am more of an introvert than an extravert.&lt;br /&gt;6. I hate hamburger pickles, and I am not a big fan of chocolate unless there is milk.&lt;br /&gt;7. When Daniel and I were dating i lied to him about liking to play video games!&lt;br /&gt;8. My biggest fear is not being able to see my children grow up and have babies of their own.&lt;br /&gt;9. I want to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;10. Although I love to be active, I'm afraid my body cannot keep up with me, I feel like I am getting old!! ha&lt;br /&gt;Now I tag heidi and Chamie! Have fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-2506312091673487367?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/2506312091673487367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=2506312091673487367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/2506312091673487367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/2506312091673487367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-3520126211025164520</id><published>2008-03-19T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:55:22.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Sarah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We have forgotten how to be good guests, how to walk lightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;on the earth as its other creatures do."&lt;br /&gt;Barbara Ward &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"If love and peace can prevail on earth, and if we can teach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;our children to honor nature's gifts, the joys and beauties of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;outdoors will be here forever."&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Carter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-3520126211025164520?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/3520126211025164520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=3520126211025164520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/3520126211025164520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/3520126211025164520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/03/for-sarah.html' title='For Sarah'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-4429925226984950542</id><published>2008-03-18T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:55:42.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~~The Zoo~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/R9_7e52ZQYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZudiuEwkqW8/s1600-h/103_2520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179134604842975618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/R9_7e52ZQYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZudiuEwkqW8/s320/103_2520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/R9_7fZ2ZQZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2IG5PwP0wPQ/s1600-h/103_2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179134613432910226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/R9_7fZ2ZQZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2IG5PwP0wPQ/s320/103_2521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/R9_7fp2ZQaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZDvNAIefg88/s1600-h/103_2530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179134617727877538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/R9_7fp2ZQaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZDvNAIefg88/s320/103_2530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/R9_7f52ZQbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uUNPthITW8M/s1600-h/images%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179134622022844850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/R9_7f52ZQbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uUNPthITW8M/s320/images%5B5%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/R9_7gJ2ZQcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ywW9An-eW-A/s1600-h/103_2580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179134626317812162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/R9_7gJ2ZQcI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ywW9An-eW-A/s320/103_2580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So We went to the San Diego Zoo this weekend and we had a blast. Roxie, my niece, joined us along with my parents. The last time we took Baby Daniel to the zoo he was about Tyler's age now. I don't think he enjoyed it as much as he did this time. I just scrapbooked that page not to long ago (I know I'm so behind on my scrapbooking) and there was a picture of him touching a lizard and he had the most discussed look on his face ;) Anways, Tyler had so much fun too. I think he did the most walking out of all the kids. He was up in the animals faces. There were some birds walking around and he would walk right up to them and try to touch. If he were awake when we got to the petting zoo, he would have climbed right on top of those poor animals. If you ask baby Daniel what was his favorite thing he will tell you that he liked the exhibit on bugs and spiders the most. His favorite bug was the leaf bug. It was really cool and when it walked it moved so that it looked like the wind was blowing a leaf. Roxie said that her favorite thing was the hippos. She did not stop asking about them untill we went to go see them. Untill next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-4429925226984950542?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/4429925226984950542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=4429925226984950542' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/4429925226984950542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/4429925226984950542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/03/zoo.html' title='~~The Zoo~~'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/R9_7e52ZQYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZudiuEwkqW8/s72-c/103_2520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185522814268184500.post-763240479670093536</id><published>2008-03-05T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:55:58.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Started</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I figured I need something to keep me busy that doesn't include the kids or work! I figure that since Daniel and i decieded that we need to starte journaling more, blogging would count! Right? Well I don't have any of my pictures with me at this time, but I figured if I have time to start this now, might as well. As for those who are far away...I love you guys and miss you. Those of you who come back often, I'm always glad to see you because you know we don't have any money to come see you. And for those who plan on moving closer, I am so excited. :) See you guys later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8185522814268184500-763240479670093536?l=danielnsoly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/feeds/763240479670093536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8185522814268184500&amp;postID=763240479670093536' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/763240479670093536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8185522814268184500/posts/default/763240479670093536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielnsoly.blogspot.com/2008/03/getting-started.html' title='Getting Started'/><author><name>danielnsoly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01791142514858454934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UCWQJqZKwc0/SMGFaRz3VoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UMdwYzsFMeA/S220/045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
