<?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-3900510</id><updated>2011-09-08T06:15:10.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a bunch of grapes</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;small&gt;&lt;em&gt;the sun, 
with all those planets 
revolving around it and dependent on it,
can still ripen a bunch of grapes

as if it had nothing else 
in the universe to do.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;--&lt;/small&gt;Galileo</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>124</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-111446270581781237</id><published>2005-04-25T15:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T15:58:25.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved: no longer at this address</title><summary type='text'>This space no longer being updated: Go HERE for new entries!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111446270581781237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=111446270581781237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/111446270581781237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/111446270581781237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2005/04/moved-no-longer-at-this-address.html' title='Moved: no longer at this address'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-111324741081513940</id><published>2005-04-11T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T14:23:30.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Pains</title><summary type='text'>     Living room    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. When we last saw our heroine, she was in the midst of a discouraging house hunt that seemed as though it would never end. She thought she and her family might never find a home to buy that would not make them very sad. The places they could afford were often depressing; the places that weren't depressing they often couldn't afford. Would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111324741081513940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=111324741081513940' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/111324741081513940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/111324741081513940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2005/04/moving-pains.html' title='Moving Pains'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-111229448187826383</id><published>2005-03-31T12:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T12:48:01.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Glow</title><summary type='text'>Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. I know that babies are often dirty, often moody, almost always impatient. You have to clean up after them, because they can't clean up after themselves. You have to carry them around until your arms are sore. You have to worry and take care of them 24 hours a day; if anybody else had woken you up at 4 in the morning so many times, you'd have written them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111229448187826383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=111229448187826383' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/111229448187826383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/111229448187826383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2005/03/glow.html' title='Glow'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-111202404488295504</id><published>2005-03-28T09:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T09:45:30.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Family in Search of Good Home</title><summary type='text'>     Easter Portrait    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. "We have seen quite a few condos by now, and most of them aren't what we're looking for. Many are tiny or dirty or ugly. Some are in bad or faraway neighborhoods. Some are beautiful but out of our price range (our realtor doesn't take us to those, but we can't help ourselves from looking at listings online). Some are nowhere near an el</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111202404488295504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=111202404488295504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/111202404488295504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/111202404488295504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2005/03/nice-family-in-search-of-good-home.html' title='Nice Family in Search of Good Home'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-111040453901588459</id><published>2005-03-09T15:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T15:42:19.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New entry</title><summary type='text'>     Secrets for Katie    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. "I am starting to believe that she is mine, she is ours, she is not going to disappear or fade away, she will be around for a long while yet, that it will be so amazing and interesting to watch and help her become the adult person she will one day become. I am starting to believe that she really truly not only needs me, but loves me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111040453901588459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=111040453901588459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/111040453901588459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/111040453901588459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2005/03/new-entry_111040453901588459.html' title='New entry'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-111031153861102066</id><published>2005-03-08T13:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T13:55:44.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year</title><summary type='text'>From this...To this...In just one year's time.  (No, not the man, the baby!)  Katie turned one year old yesterday.  I love, love, love her.Also, there's a new entry up at DotMoms.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/111031153861102066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=111031153861102066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/111031153861102066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/111031153861102066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2005/03/one-year.html' title='One Year'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110978730309261330</id><published>2005-03-02T12:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T12:15:03.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation (not all we ever wanted)</title><summary type='text'>     Auntie Steph &amp; Katie (2)    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. Last Monday we flew to Halifax, Nova Scotia.  This Monday we flew back home to Chicago.  It would have been a nice vacation, since we saw a lot of people that we like and love very much, and everybody loved Katie, and Katie spent the week getting really good at walking.  However, during the week, one by one and two by two, we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110978730309261330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110978730309261330' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110978730309261330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110978730309261330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2005/03/vacation-not-all-we-ever-wanted.html' title='Vacation (not all we ever wanted)'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110805814391600638</id><published>2005-02-10T11:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T11:55:43.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing like falling in love</title><summary type='text'>     Perk (Week 48)    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. "Dear Katie,This is nothing like falling in love.There are none of those questions: 'Are you The One?' 'Do I really love you?' 'Do you really love me?' 'Are you really the person I think you are?' 'Will I still love you in a month and a year and a decade?' 'Are you too young or old for me?' 'Are we too different?' 'Are we too alike?' '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110805814391600638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110805814391600638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110805814391600638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110805814391600638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2005/02/nothing-like-falling-in-love.html' title='Nothing like falling in love'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110788863609231478</id><published>2005-02-08T12:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T12:50:36.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     Toothbrusher (2)    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. "As of this Monday, Katie is exactly 11 months old. And in the morning, for the first seventh of any month since one month after she was born last March 7th, I forgot to sing her "Happy Birthday." I think this means I'm getting used to having her around."New entry up at DotMoms.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110788863609231478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110788863609231478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110788863609231478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110788863609231478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2005/02/toothbrusher-2-originally-uploaded-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110752816786310087</id><published>2005-02-04T08:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T08:50:38.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Terror in the Playpen </title><summary type='text'> Don't let anybody tell you my daughter's not wacky.  Because she is.  In these pictures, she is clearly attempting to flee for her life, but the mesh of the playard has prevented her escape!  What might not be as clear is that she was also saying, "Ahhhhhhh!" very loudly.  In between giggles.Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110752816786310087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110752816786310087' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110752816786310087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110752816786310087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2005/02/terror-in-playpen.html' title='Terror in the Playpen '/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110727085680170650</id><published>2005-02-01T09:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T09:14:16.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom Mirror</title><summary type='text'>     Bathroom Mirror    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. Last night Katie and I took some pictures in front of the bathroom mirror while Geoff took a shower.  (Apparently, stay at home  parents sometimes don't find time to take showers during the day, for some reason!)  I was only wearing a robe (over my clothes) because I was cold.I used to think Katie looked quite a bit like me, but the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110727085680170650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110727085680170650' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110727085680170650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110727085680170650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2005/02/bathroom-mirror.html' title='Bathroom Mirror'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110667469193182962</id><published>2005-01-25T11:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T11:39:28.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie &amp; Molly</title><summary type='text'>     Katie &amp; Molly    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. Katie and Molly had a good time in the snow in the backyard on Sunday.  Katie's snowsuit had actual contact with snow for the first time ever.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110667469193182962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110667469193182962' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110667469193182962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110667469193182962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2005/01/katie-molly.html' title='Katie &amp; Molly'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110652872360812058</id><published>2005-01-23T19:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T19:06:46.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     Dad and Daughter    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. "And I know this doesn't change a damn thing for you, but I want you to know, assuming that Katie turns out to be perfectly healthy (as she certainly seems to be, and as of course I fervently hope she is), that I do not take that for granted."New entry up at DotMoms.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110652872360812058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110652872360812058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110652872360812058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110652872360812058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2005/01/dad-and-daughter-originally-uploaded.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110564832415499846</id><published>2005-01-13T14:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T14:32:04.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     First Scrunchie    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. New entry up in the journal:"I want to write because time moves so fast that before I know it, these days will be gone, and I wrote what I wrote yesterday because I wanted to capture some of what it is to be living my life today."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110564832415499846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110564832415499846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110564832415499846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110564832415499846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2005/01/first-scrunchie-originally-uploaded-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110546099447267466</id><published>2005-01-11T10:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T10:29:54.473-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     Looking back at mom    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. There's an entry up at DotMoms from January 8th.  Mmmm...cookies...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110546099447267466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110546099447267466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110546099447267466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110546099447267466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2005/01/looking-back-at-mom-originally.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110511231258571840</id><published>2005-01-07T09:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T09:38:32.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter</title><summary type='text'>     Berwyn and Glenwood    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. It really feels like winter now that we have snow on the ground.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110511231258571840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110511231258571840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110511231258571840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110511231258571840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2005/01/winter.html' title='Winter'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110494542552376738</id><published>2005-01-05T11:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T11:17:05.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi!</title><summary type='text'>     Hi!    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. Katie says hello, and happy new year!  She'll be ten months old on Friday.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110494542552376738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110494542552376738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110494542552376738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110494542552376738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2005/01/hi.html' title='Hi!'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110476157987529905</id><published>2005-01-03T08:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T08:12:59.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><summary type='text'>     Happy Holidays    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. There's a new  entry up in the journal.  Happy new year!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110476157987529905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110476157987529905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110476157987529905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110476157987529905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110373248370652708</id><published>2004-12-22T10:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T10:21:23.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stamping &amp; Mailing</title><summary type='text'>     Stamping &amp; Mailing    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. Yesterday I went to the post office, bought stamps, stamped envelopes, and mailed Christmas cards.  This is the first year we've sent out cards before Christmas in quite awhile.  Go, us!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110373248370652708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110373248370652708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110373248370652708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110373248370652708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/12/stamping-mailing.html' title='Stamping &amp; Mailing'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110366357850078299</id><published>2004-12-21T15:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T15:12:58.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree Star</title><summary type='text'>     Tree Star    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. The top of our Christmas tree.  We're having a good holiday season.  Happy holidays to you, too.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110366357850078299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110366357850078299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110366357850078299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110366357850078299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/12/tree-star.html' title='Tree Star'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110356185479779918</id><published>2004-12-20T10:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T11:01:46.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Iced Sugar Cookies</title><summary type='text'>     Iced Sugar Cookies    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. Candace and Erin and Rebecca and I made Christmas cookies on Saturday.  It's the fourth year that Candace &amp; Erin &amp; I have gotten together before Christmas to have a Cookie Baking Day, and the third year that Rebecca has joined us.  We've made sugar cookies every year.  This year I made the dough at home so that all we'd have to do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110356185479779918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110356185479779918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110356185479779918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110356185479779918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/12/iced-sugar-cookies.html' title='Iced Sugar Cookies'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110330069567639318</id><published>2004-12-17T10:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T10:24:55.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Successful Manipulation</title><summary type='text'>     Sunday Night Katie    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. Good Lord, Nestle just sent me an email with a "special holiday greeting," and I watched it, and it showed this mother kissing and playing with her smiling baby, and the voiceover says: "She's what you wished for...what you're most thankful for...and why the holidays this year mean even more.  Because it's your first together...the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110330069567639318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110330069567639318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110330069567639318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110330069567639318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/12/successful-manipulation.html' title='Successful Manipulation'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110295463520676304</id><published>2004-12-13T10:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T10:17:15.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Holiday Portrait</title><summary type='text'>     Family Holiday Portrait    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. This was the best of about 35 takes. (Thank you, digital.) We'll try again tomorrow. This is nice, but we'd prefer to get a shot where none of us are blurry. And maybe even one where no one's underwear is showing.As a side note, how do you like our little home studio?  Yes, that's wrapping paper hanging behind the couch.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110295463520676304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110295463520676304' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110295463520676304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110295463520676304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/12/family-holiday-portrait.html' title='Family Holiday Portrait'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110261239517822580</id><published>2004-12-09T11:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T11:14:44.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jessie, at work and listening to accuholidays.com, talks to herself:Jessamyn says: Man, this version of Winter Wonderland is AWFULJessamyn says: It's Charlotte ChurchJessamyn says: Have you heard her sing before?Jessamyn says: She sounds a little bit like if Julia Child were to start singingJessamyn says: Well, if she weren't dead, I meanJessamyn says: It has a muppet-esque quality to it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110261239517822580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110261239517822580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110261239517822580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110261239517822580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/12/jessie-at-work-and-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110260733488006788</id><published>2004-12-09T09:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T09:48:54.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New DotMoms entry</title><summary type='text'>     Tree    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. New entry up at DotMoms.  (It has nothing to do with Christmas or this picture.)"I have at least 50 pounds to lose.I also have a 9-month-old baby at home, which means that when I mention this to people, a lot of them say, 'Oh, well, you recently had a baby!'  The thing is, I have already lost all of the weight I gained when I got pregnant. And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110260733488006788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110260733488006788' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110260733488006788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110260733488006788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-dotmoms-entry.html' title='New DotMoms entry'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110253123411493507</id><published>2004-12-08T12:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T12:40:34.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror Pepper</title><summary type='text'>     Mirror Pepper    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. Last Saturday Katie and I had a delicious breakfast in the delightful company of Amy (Hi, Amy!).  Afterward, we went home so Katie could take a nap (her second of the day).  While she was sleeping, Geoff went out to buy our Christmas tree.  We put up the tree that day.  On Sunday night we strung lights on the tree (and five or six </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110253123411493507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110253123411493507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110253123411493507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110253123411493507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/12/mirror-pepper.html' title='Mirror Pepper'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110248088850955958</id><published>2004-12-07T22:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T22:43:22.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine months</title><summary type='text'>     Katie and her mother    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. "Dear Katie,Hello, sweet girl! Today you are nine months old. This morning we sang 'Happy Birthday' to you, the way we do pretty much every time you turn one more month old. While we sang, you held onto the CD shelf - against which you had stood up all by yourself! - and rocked back and forth from foot to foot. You really like it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110248088850955958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110248088850955958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110248088850955958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110248088850955958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/12/nine-months.html' title='Nine months'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110235211284548028</id><published>2004-12-06T10:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T10:55:12.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Caaaaaaat!</title><summary type='text'>     Caaaaaaat!    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. The other morning while I was in Katie's room taking pictures, she spied a cat in the doorway and excitedly announced its presence.This isn't a great picture, but it was a nice moment.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110235211284548028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110235211284548028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110235211284548028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110235211284548028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/12/caaaaaaat.html' title='Caaaaaaat!'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110175944730471943</id><published>2004-11-29T14:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T14:17:27.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle Work</title><summary type='text'>     Hooded (2)    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. New entry up in the journal.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110175944730471943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110175944730471943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110175944730471943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110175944730471943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/11/miracle-work.html' title='Miracle Work'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110165895734980809</id><published>2004-11-27T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T10:24:01.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     Bedtime Bottle    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. The letdown when the milk lets up - new entry up at DotMoms.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110165895734980809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110165895734980809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110165895734980809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110165895734980809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/11/bedtime-bottle-originally-uploaded-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110127187134969138</id><published>2004-11-23T22:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T22:55:41.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie's Room</title><summary type='text'>     Katie's Room    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. She's large for her age, but she is still really a very small human.  Sometimes when I am lugging her around, or sitting beside her, or holding her on my lap, or struggling to strap her into her car seat, or dressing her in her 18 month size clothing, I forget how small she is.  I forget that there is a whole entire human being packed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110127187134969138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110127187134969138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110127187134969138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110127187134969138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/11/katies-room.html' title='Katie&apos;s Room'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110114272105697193</id><published>2004-11-22T10:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T11:07:23.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Painted Red</title><summary type='text'>     Painted Red    Originally uploaded by jessamynnorth. The year after I graduated from college I lived in Lexington, Kentucky, in a 2 bedroom apartment with two of my friends.  My share of the rent was $92 a month.  The manager of the apartment complex was this woman named Chino Short (ok, not really, but go with me on this).  She was married to a man named Bobby (that was his name).  Chino </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110114272105697193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110114272105697193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110114272105697193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110114272105697193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/11/painted-red.html' title='Painted Red'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110081283579046253</id><published>2004-11-18T15:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T15:21:30.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Her second oldest</title><summary type='text'>     Sunset &amp; Spire    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. New entry up in the journal.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110081283579046253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110081283579046253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110081283579046253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110081283579046253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/11/her-second-oldest.html' title='Her second oldest'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110063963419327961</id><published>2004-11-16T15:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T15:13:54.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Years</title><summary type='text'>     Roses (2)    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Again in a second - new entry up in the journal.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110063963419327961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110063963419327961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110063963419327961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110063963419327961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/11/two-years.html' title='Two Years'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-110053820236859670</id><published>2004-11-15T11:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T11:03:22.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Them</title><summary type='text'>     Me and Them    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. I took the el to Chicago's Pilsen neighborhood last Wednesday during my lunch break.  I wandered around and took about 150 pictures or so.  Pilsen is a mostly Mexican-American community, full of bright colors and some of the friendliest people (especially to an obvious tourist-stranger with a camera) that I've met in Chicago.  In addition </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/110053820236859670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=110053820236859670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110053820236859670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/110053820236859670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/11/me-and-them.html' title='Me and Them'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109996869465662340</id><published>2004-11-08T20:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T20:53:01.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well-Rested Katie</title><summary type='text'>     Katie and the Silver Fox    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. New entry - The promised land (or a good night's sleep) up at DotMoms.  The picture shows Katie with my maternal grandpa, aka "the Silver Fox." No, really. When he calls me he leaves messages: "Hello, Jessie. This is the Silver Fox speaking." Every time he sees Katie, he sings, "K-K-K-Katie, beautiful Katie" to her.He's an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109996869465662340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109996869465662340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109996869465662340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109996869465662340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/11/well-rested-katie.html' title='Well-Rested Katie'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109958287462961597</id><published>2004-11-04T09:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T09:47:30.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Back</title><summary type='text'>     Self Portrait    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. I posted a new/old entry in the journal.  I've been missing writing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109958287462961597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109958287462961597' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109958287462961597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109958287462961597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/11/coming-back.html' title='Coming Back'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109932264614862296</id><published>2004-11-01T09:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T09:31:16.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween from Happy Monster and Me</title><summary type='text'>     Happy Monster and Me    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. We hadn't really felt the need to buy Katie a Halloween costume, until Saturday, when I suddenly decided that even though she isn't old enough to eat candy, she was old enough to wear a costume and have her picture taken!  Did I really want to miss that photo opportunity?So we went to Target.  There was almost nothing left on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109932264614862296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109932264614862296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109932264614862296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109932264614862296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-halloween-from-happy-monster-and.html' title='Happy Halloween from Happy Monster and Me'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109898396060140492</id><published>2004-10-28T12:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T12:19:20.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Purple Overall Photo Shoot</title><summary type='text'>     Purple Overalls (5)    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. On Wednesdays Geoff goes to choir practice, and I stay home with Katie.  It was pretty warm out when she and I got home yesterday afternoon, so I put her down in the grass and took some pictures of her.  It was hard to choose one favorite photo to post here - she has so many different expressions, and all of them make me smile.  You</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109898396060140492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109898396060140492' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109898396060140492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109898396060140492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/purple-overall-photo-shoot.html' title='Purple Overall Photo Shoot'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109884269153472506</id><published>2004-10-26T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T21:04:51.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>T(r)ail Lights</title><summary type='text'>     Trail Lights    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Some days it's nice to just look at something abstract, isn't it?  Ahhh....clear your mind. Just look at the pretty colors! Now, don't you feel better?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109884269153472506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109884269153472506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109884269153472506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109884269153472506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/trail-lights.html' title='T(r)ail Lights'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109870873610201562</id><published>2004-10-25T07:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T07:55:06.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kathleen Matilda, 2 foot 4 or 5 (or so) </title><summary type='text'>     Kathleen Matilda, 2 foot 4 or 5 (or so) (2)    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Another piece - "Just beautiful, no 'but'" is up at DotMoms.  Katie practiced walking on Saturday.  I'm pretty sure it was the first time the bottoms of her little feet felt sidewalk underneath them.  She had a good time.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109870873610201562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109870873610201562' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109870873610201562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109870873610201562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/kathleen-matilda-2-foot-4-or-5-or-so.html' title='Kathleen Matilda, 2 foot 4 or 5 (or so) '/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109832455698711450</id><published>2004-10-20T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T21:10:49.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"What are you doing?"</title><summary type='text'>     Bath &amp; Teeth    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Thing said today, to be filed under Things I Never Thought I Would Say:"Are you pooping, or are you just playing with your bug?"(If you look closely, you can see Katie's two tooth nubs in the middle of her bottom gums.  Soon, she will be toothed rather than toothless!)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109832455698711450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109832455698711450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109832455698711450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109832455698711450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/what-are-you-doing.html' title='&quot;What are you doing?&quot;'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109830857416983850</id><published>2004-10-20T16:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T16:44:16.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><summary type='text'>     Love    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Not even eight months old, and already Katie trusts each of her parents implicitly and completely.  It's really kind of awe-some.Sometimes I get teary watching Katie with her father.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109830857416983850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109830857416983850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109830857416983850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109830857416983850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109830833798720292</id><published>2004-10-19T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T16:41:00.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chiquita Banana</title><summary type='text'>     Chiquita Banana    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. And this is a Chiquita banana - or two of them, actually. Nobody pays enough attention to that Chiquita lady on the label, do they?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109830833798720292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109830833798720292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109830833798720292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109830833798720292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/chiquita-banana_19.html' title='Chiquita Banana'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109820673865876739</id><published>2004-10-19T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T12:25:38.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Tile Building</title><summary type='text'>     Green Tile (Looking Down)    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. There is this building on Bryn Mawr Avenue in Chicago, just a few blocks east of Lake Shore Drive, and it is covered in green tile. We have been driving by it on a regular basis for a year and a half now, and almost every time we go by I look at it wistfully. I really want to take its picture! Yesterday Geoff picked me up at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109820673865876739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109820673865876739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109820673865876739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109820673865876739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/green-tile-building.html' title='Green Tile Building'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109812887749574064</id><published>2004-10-18T14:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T14:55:03.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Geometric</title><summary type='text'>     Geometric    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Another picture taken yesterday during my impromptu photo shoot at the church.  (And when I say photo shoot, I really kind of mean it.  I took well over a hundred photos.)  The stained glass windows there are really beautiful, but it's a challenge to try to capture their beauty in a photograph.  I'm not sure this one really meets the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109812887749574064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109812887749574064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109812887749574064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109812887749574064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/geometric.html' title='Geometric'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109806702636456349</id><published>2004-10-17T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T21:38:15.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie and Her Shadow</title><summary type='text'>Katie met her shadow today, I think.  She also wore a pair of green overalls, that I bought before she was born, for the very first time.  Shockingly, something that I bought in size 6-12 months about 9 months ago actually fits Katie while she is between 6 and 12 months old!  I really love this picture.  I'm thinking of collecting pictures of Katie and making a 2005 calendar from them.  This </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109806702636456349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109806702636456349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109806702636456349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109806702636456349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/katie-and-her-shadow.html' title='Katie and Her Shadow'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109786753654467579</id><published>2004-10-15T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T14:12:16.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kangaroo Daddy</title><summary type='text'>     Kangaroo Daddy    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Geoff and Katie walked to the el to meet me the other day. On the way home we realized that it was getting really chilly, and Katie had short sleeves and no socks! I picked her up out of the stroller, wrapped her in a blanket, and carried her for awhile. But then I got tired, and Geoff took her. And then he realized he had a ready made </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109786753654467579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109786753654467579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109786753654467579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109786753654467579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/kangaroo-daddy.html' title='Kangaroo Daddy'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109777288292598380</id><published>2004-10-14T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T12:34:53.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain on the Train (Not in Spain)</title><summary type='text'>     Rain on the Train (Not in Spain)    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Last Friday I sat in the very last seat of the very last car of the el train on the way to work.  I took pictures out the back window.  It's not raining today (or at least it wasn't when I arrived at work - I don't actually have a window in my office, so I'm often the last to know about any weather changes), but it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109777288292598380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109777288292598380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109777288292598380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109777288292598380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/rain-on-train-not-in-spain_14.html' title='Rain on the Train (Not in Spain)'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109759108190363561</id><published>2004-10-12T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T10:30:32.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Katieroy was here</title><summary type='text'>     Katieroy was here    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Last night after her bath but before being dressed in her pajamas, Katie grabbed onto the crib railing and pulled herself up to a standing position.  At this point in her development, she usually uses five balancing points: right arm, left arm, right leg, left leg, and mouth.  Not a tripod - a quintapod?  A pentapod?  I usually don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109759108190363561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109759108190363561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109759108190363561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109759108190363561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/katieroy-was-here.html' title='Katieroy was here'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109751409768279134</id><published>2004-10-11T13:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T12:06:32.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Molly and the Mums</title><summary type='text'>     Molly and the Mums    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. We've been trying to give Molly some extra attention.  She's been having a hard time since Katie was born, as evidenced by how frantic she gets at the mere thought of one of us playing with her.  Too much attention for Katie, and not enough for Molly.  Poor dog.  At least now Molly gets to eat the Cheerios that Katie drops on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109751409768279134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109751409768279134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109751409768279134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109751409768279134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/molly-and-mums_11.html' title='Molly and the Mums'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109737651862129022</id><published>2004-10-09T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T21:56:22.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie and her Grandpa</title><summary type='text'>     Katie and her Grandpa    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. My dad and stepmom visited us this weekend. We had a good time, as we always do when they visit, and Katie had fun with them.  They had fun with her, too.Geoff took this picture, which I promptly (if hyperbolically) dubbed "the best picture ever." I have a hard time getting good pictures of my dad, but I love this one.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109737651862129022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109737651862129022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109737651862129022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109737651862129022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/katie-and-her-grandpa_09.html' title='Katie and her Grandpa'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109725137737882809</id><published>2004-10-08T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T11:18:05.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yarn &amp; Stealth</title><summary type='text'>     Lamb's Pride and Size 10 1/2    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Yarn: This is the yarn I bought for my knitting class, which started last night.  After I got home from class, I cast on thirty stitches (stitches?) and then knit four rows ALL BY MYSELF.  I enjoyed it and everything!  And I love the color of the yarn I picked out.Stealth: I wrote a new piece for DotMoms called "Stealth </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109725137737882809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109725137737882809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109725137737882809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109725137737882809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/yarn-stealth.html' title='Yarn &amp; Stealth'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109716701908303483</id><published>2004-10-07T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T11:36:59.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Months</title><summary type='text'>How did you get to be seven months old, my pretty little girl in the pink and white sleeper?  And how is it that you know how to crawl and pull my hair and say "da da da da" and sleep for more than eleven hours straight during the night?  How did you find out what's funny and how to tell your own private baby jokes?  I love you, Katie.  You are seven months old today, and this is what you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109716701908303483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109716701908303483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109716701908303483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109716701908303483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/seven-months.html' title='Seven Months'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109708300088752095</id><published>2004-10-06T12:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T12:16:40.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Neck</title><summary type='text'>     Baby Neck    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Babies' necks don't really look strong enough to hold up their big heads.  Katie's neck is just now starting to look like it's in proportion with the rest of her.  She's ready for another Cheerio here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109708300088752095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109708300088752095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109708300088752095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109708300088752095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/baby-neck.html' title='Baby Neck'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109698835376310290</id><published>2004-10-05T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T10:04:03.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And now a picture of our kitchen sink...</title><summary type='text'>     Red Gerber    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Ok, so Grace told me that she thought I could take interesting pictures of dirty dishes, so I thought I'd try.  And here you have it.  A dirty red Gerber baby bottle in the kitchen sink.  I must admit I do think it's an interesting picture, although for some reason when I glance at thumbnail-sized versions of this picture, I keep thinking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109698835376310290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109698835376310290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109698835376310290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109698835376310290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/and-now-picture-of-our-kitchen-sink.html' title='And now a picture of our kitchen sink...'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109694617056967627</id><published>2004-10-04T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T09:52:55.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunlit</title><summary type='text'>     Sunlit    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. For some reason, this picture makes me think of a science fiction movie.  Or an animated one.  Or animated science fiction.I took this picture last Friday.  I had the day off, and in the morning I fed Katie in the kitchen while bright sunlight poured in through the back window.  Then I took her picture (many times).  (Those are Cheerio bits on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109694617056967627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109694617056967627' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109694617056967627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109694617056967627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/10/sunlit.html' title='Sunlit'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109656175823860316</id><published>2004-09-30T11:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T11:32:17.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Berries &amp; Flowers</title><summary type='text'>     Berries    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. I took this photo in Laurie's backyard in Elizabethtown, Kentucky, several years ago.  Back then I took most of my digital photos on the smallest size, which is too bad, because I'd love to print this out and hang it up in Katie's room.  Now that she has her own room, I'm thinking about covering one of the walls of her room with huge framed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109656175823860316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109656175823860316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109656175823860316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109656175823860316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/berries-flowers.html' title='Berries &amp; Flowers'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109647304069346380</id><published>2004-09-29T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T10:52:54.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss the baby</title><summary type='text'>     Kiss the baby    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Geoff and Katie came downtown on Monday to have lunch with me and some out of town friends (Hi, Misty!).  It's a treat to get to see my baby in the middle of the day.  Things are fine, the weather is nice, and our apartment is feeling homier since we moved Katie into her own room.  My job is going well, Geoff and I are getting along </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109647304069346380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109647304069346380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109647304069346380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109647304069346380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/kiss-baby.html' title='Kiss the baby'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109639442417417903</id><published>2004-09-28T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T13:08:49.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh oh</title><summary type='text'>Enduring much frustration and emerging victorious, Geoff lowered the crib mattress today.  Then he put Katie in her crib.  Moments later, as his back was turned, he heard a trimphant "ththththththththtth" coming from behind him.  When he turned around, he saw Katie STANDING in her crib, holding onto the side, looking very proud.  Uh oh.  We're in for it now.  (Have I mentioned that she does</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109639442417417903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109639442417417903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109639442417417903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109639442417417903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/uh-oh.html' title='Uh oh'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109631313618330605</id><published>2004-09-27T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T14:26:23.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watery Smile</title><summary type='text'>     Watery Smile    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Here's a nice smiley face for you, to help you start your week off right.  They can't all be pictures of Katie, ok?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109631313618330605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109631313618330605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109631313618330605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109631313618330605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/watery-smile.html' title='Watery Smile'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109605970561250462</id><published>2004-09-24T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T16:10:16.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do you see this baby?  DO YOU SEE THIS BABY?Do you know what this baby did?  This baby went to sleep last night at 7:30, and although this baby whimpered a little bit at 2:40 and at 3:55 a.m. (yes, we still have the monitor on, and yes, all of her amplified whimpers wake me up), she did not fully awaken until SIX THIRTY THIS MORNING!I love this baby.  I am feeling energetic and happy and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109605970561250462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109605970561250462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109605970561250462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109605970561250462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/do-you-see-this-baby-do-you-see-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109590909366282536</id><published>2004-09-22T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T22:13:18.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Good</title><summary type='text'>There's a new piece called "She's Good" up at DotMoms.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109590909366282536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109590909366282536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109590909366282536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109590909366282536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/shes-good.html' title='She&apos;s Good'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109577699231687172</id><published>2004-09-21T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T09:33:33.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Game of Cheerios...</title><summary type='text'>     A Good Game of Cheerios...    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. A good game of Cheerios requires extreme cunning and intense concentration. Katie is up for the challenge.Katie's first Cheerios experience was on Saturday.  She was very interested in them, and attempted to get them into her mouth, not because she knew they were food, but because that is what she attempts to do with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109577699231687172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109577699231687172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109577699231687172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109577699231687172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/good-game-of-cheerios.html' title='A Good Game of Cheerios...'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109552104589282993</id><published>2004-09-18T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T10:24:05.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Sweater</title><summary type='text'>     Strawberry Sweater    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Our friend Kerry crocheted this sweater for Katie. Katie wore it today for the first time.  It might be worth noting that in addition to her sweater and her diaper, Katie was wearing only a onesie.  Although her father believed that it was cool enough to warrant a sweater, her chubby little legs were completely bare (but covered in a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109552104589282993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109552104589282993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109552104589282993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109552104589282993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/strawberry-sweater.html' title='Strawberry Sweater'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109544977771734020</id><published>2004-09-17T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T14:38:50.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Auntie Stephanie and her niece</title><summary type='text'>     Aunt Stephanie has a niece    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. This is my sister-in-law Stephanie with Katie, on the last morning of her two-week visit, before she returned to Nova Scotia. We wish she lived closer.  About the only reason we were glad for the end of her visit was because it meant that Geoff and I could stop sleeping in the same room with Katie, because OY, Katie does not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109544977771734020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109544977771734020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109544977771734020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109544977771734020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/auntie-stephanie-and-her-niece.html' title='Auntie Stephanie and her niece'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109527107029526371</id><published>2004-09-15T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T12:59:35.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen</title><summary type='text'>     Fallen    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Rebecca and Stephanie and I walked over to Millennium Park on Monday during the lunch hour.  There were lots of kids playing in the fountain, including two little pre-school age girls, who ran around and around in a circle that was half-in and half-out of the water.  Right when I turned around to take a picture of one of the little girls, she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109527107029526371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109527107029526371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109527107029526371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109527107029526371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/fallen.html' title='Fallen'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109518283911782339</id><published>2004-09-14T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T12:28:15.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Picnic Hat</title><summary type='text'>     Sunday Picnic Hat    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. And here it is, the hat.  Just because I'm her mother doesn't mean I'm wrong when I say that she's the cutest baby girl in the whole world.  (At least she is to me.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109518283911782339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109518283911782339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109518283911782339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109518283911782339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/sunday-picnic-hat.html' title='Sunday Picnic Hat'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109510777859423829</id><published>2004-09-13T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T15:37:32.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Picnic</title><summary type='text'>     Sunday Picnic    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Yesterday we went to Geoff's church's summer picnic, and Geoff's sister Stephanie took this picture of us.  My eyes look a little tired (rightly so, I'm sure), but otherwise it's a nice picture.  Katie's dress is a gift from Stephanie.  There's a matching hat - I'll have to post a picture of her in the hat tomorrow.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109510777859423829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109510777859423829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109510777859423829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109510777859423829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/sunday-picnic.html' title='Sunday Picnic'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109483674891769377</id><published>2004-09-10T13:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T12:19:36.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Months Old</title><summary type='text'>     Six Month Checkup (2)    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. There's a new entry up in the journal.  Katie is over six months old now!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109483674891769377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109483674891769377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109483674891769377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109483674891769377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/six-months-old.html' title='Six Months Old'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109457171349631194</id><published>2004-09-07T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T10:43:37.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Places</title><summary type='text'>     Tired    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Oh, and I wanted to tell you that I've started writing at DotMoms.  My first piece, called "Going Places," is here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109457171349631194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109457171349631194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109457171349631194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109457171349631194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/going-places.html' title='Going Places'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109457116563849550</id><published>2004-09-07T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T10:34:02.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swinging</title><summary type='text'>     Swinging with Mom (2)    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. We had a nice weekend, which included a trip to the park, and Katie's first experience on a real park swing.  She had fun.  So did we.  Geoff took this picture.  I liked it so much I put a Photoshopped version of it on Internet Persona's index page.  I've posted a bunch of other pictures from the weekend in my photostream at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109457116563849550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109457116563849550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109457116563849550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109457116563849550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/swinging.html' title='Swinging'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109423691055274350</id><published>2004-09-03T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T13:41:50.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brunch</title><summary type='text'>     Syrup Pitchers    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Geoff and Katie and Geoff's sister Stephanie and our friend Allen and I all went to breakfast this morning at Walker Brothers Original Pancake House.  We had a nice time.  There are a lot more pictures of Katie than there are of the syrup pictures, but not every day can be a Katie picture day around here, can it?  Besides, I didn't think</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109423691055274350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109423691055274350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109423691055274350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109423691055274350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/brunch.html' title='Brunch'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109405482908952665</id><published>2004-09-01T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T11:08:44.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Baby</title><summary type='text'>     Happy    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Last weekend Geoff and I went to Joliet, Illinois to attend the wedding of Erik and Erin (the picture in Erin's most recent entry is one I took).  On the way down to Joliet, we stopped at Cracker Barrel, where this picture was taken.Katie went with us to the rehearsal, the rehearsal dinner, the wedding, and the reception.  She did not cry at all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109405482908952665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109405482908952665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109405482908952665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109405482908952665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/09/happy-baby.html' title='Happy Baby'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109354996731074225</id><published>2004-08-26T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T14:57:43.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blur</title><summary type='text'>     Katie in the Stroller    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. This picture is a little blurry.  That's kind of how everything feels lately, as if everything is happening at once, too fast, and there's not quite enough room in the space-time continuum to fit it all in.  All summer we've been looking forward to Erin and Erik's wedding taking place at the end of summer, and now here we are two</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109354996731074225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109354996731074225' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109354996731074225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109354996731074225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/08/blur.html' title='A Blur'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109301942559259731</id><published>2004-08-20T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T14:03:43.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday</title><summary type='text'>     Happy Katie    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. When you are really happy and really busy shoving your own fingers into your mouth to chew and suck on them, and your mother is right there in front of you smiling at you, sometimes you have to smile with such force that your eyes crinkle up more than they ever have before in your young life.     Baby Katie, No Teeth    Originally </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109301942559259731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109301942559259731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109301942559259731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109301942559259731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/08/happy-friday.html' title='Happy Friday'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109294013268633210</id><published>2004-08-19T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T13:30:40.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunlit &amp; Shaded</title><summary type='text'>     Sunlit &amp; Shaded    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. Yesterday morning I kept walking through and past places where the sunlight fell down through the branches and leaves in actual, visible streams of light.  It reminded me of those pictures where a stream of light represents God, coming down to earth to touch us.  In a very literal way, it felt like a blessed morning.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109294013268633210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109294013268633210' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109294013268633210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109294013268633210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/08/sunlit-shaded.html' title='Sunlit &amp; Shaded'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109283783902588925</id><published>2004-08-18T09:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T09:13:59.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Clouds &amp; Bricks</title><summary type='text'>			&lt;!-- Your Description --&gt;		Yesterday morning it thundered and stormed and the rain came down hard.  Yesterday afternoon there were still puddles in the alleys I passed on my way home from the train.  The bricks and the top of the reflected building are there every day.  The clouds, the reflection, and the water are not.		&lt;!-- The Image &amp; --&gt;		&lt;!-- Image Title, Uploaded by --&gt;					  										</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109283783902588925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109283783902588925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109283783902588925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109283783902588925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/08/clouds-bricks.html' title='Clouds &amp; Bricks'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109283919435487785</id><published>2004-08-17T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T09:37:13.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New entries up in the journal.  One about weddings (specifically about my wedding), and another about babies (specifically about that baby pictured right up there).  Both from emails to friends.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109283919435487785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109283919435487785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109283919435487785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109283919435487785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/08/new-entries-up-in-journal.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109224910852666319</id><published>2004-08-11T13:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T09:22:30.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaf</title><summary type='text'>    &lt;!-- Your Description --&gt;    This is a leaf. Those are water droplets. (That is a hose.)       &lt;!--  The Image &amp; --&gt;   &lt;!--  Image Title, Uploaded by --&gt;                  LeafOriginally uploaded by jessamyn8470. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109224910852666319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109224910852666319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109224910852666319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109224910852666319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/08/leaf.html' title='Leaf'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109215501588497801</id><published>2004-08-10T11:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T11:27:00.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie tires of the paparazzi</title><summary type='text'>     Katie tires of the paparazzi    Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470. There are times when Katie doesn't want me to take any more pictures of her.  Enough already, she thinks! (Can you blame her?)Either that, or she just wants me to give her the camera so that she can suck on it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109215501588497801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109215501588497801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109215501588497801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109215501588497801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/08/katie-tires-of-paparazzi.html' title='Katie tires of the paparazzi'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109206790571313848</id><published>2004-08-09T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T11:27:33.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Hand</title><summary type='text'> Baby HandOriginally uploaded by jessamyn8470.Katie turned five months old this weekend (wasn't it something like a week ago when she was four months? where did the month go?).  It's been a big month for Katie.* She can grab both feet now (first she figured out the right, then the left);* She can pull either foot into her mouth and suck on her big toe;* She grabs everything she can get her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109206790571313848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109206790571313848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109206790571313848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109206790571313848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/08/baby-hand.html' title='Baby Hand'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109171682639015464</id><published>2004-08-05T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T09:40:26.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>34</title><summary type='text'>			&lt;!-- Your Description --&gt;		And speaking of my birthday, Geoff made me a birthday cake, and this is what it looked like before I blew out all the candles with one mighty gust of breath.  (You know what?  I think I forgot to make a wish.  Is there a default wish, like a year's worth of happiness, or something?)		&lt;!-- The Image &amp; --&gt;		&lt;!-- Image Title, Uploaded by --&gt;					  										34						</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109171682639015464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109171682639015464' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109171682639015464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109171682639015464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/08/34.html' title='34'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109163424398150529</id><published>2004-08-04T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T11:00:09.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is my birthday.  I'm 34 years old.  There's a new entry up in the journal.						  															</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109163424398150529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109163424398150529' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109163424398150529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109163424398150529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/08/today-is-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109146216036769748</id><published>2004-08-02T10:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T11:01:02.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie is only an apprentice with the spoon.</title><summary type='text'>			&lt;!-- Your Description --&gt;		Katie had "solid" food for the first time yesterday - sweet potatoes. She didn't get a whole lot of them into her mouth, but she liked what she tasted.  After her first spoonful, she started reaching for the spoon herself.  When we gave her the spoon, she ended up hitting herself in the eyebrow, the cheek, the chin, the nose - sweet potatoes flew everywhere.		&lt;!-- </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109146216036769748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109146216036769748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109146216036769748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109146216036769748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/08/katie-is-only-apprentice-with-spoon.html' title='Katie is only an apprentice with the spoon.'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109120474084522710</id><published>2004-07-30T11:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T11:25:40.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie and her Grandma</title><summary type='text'>			&lt;!-- Your Description --&gt;		Geoff was away at a conference this week, so my mom came up to stay with us and take care of Katie while I've been at work each day. You can't really tell from this picture, but Katie is delighted by her Grandma.  They've had a great time, but I know Mom will be glad when Geoff returns and she can go back to more of a grandparent role, able to hand off the baby when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109120474084522710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109120474084522710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109120474084522710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109120474084522710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/07/katie-and-her-grandma.html' title='Katie and her Grandma'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109111174302434519</id><published>2004-07-29T09:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T09:44:04.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take that!</title><summary type='text'>			&lt;!-- Your Description --&gt;		I was in Marshall Field's when I took this picture. Right after I took it, an employee approached me with an irritated look. "You can't take pictures here, ma'am." Really? I asked him. Not in the whole store? "Not in the Thomas Pink section, ma'am." So you know what I did. I walked until my feet were no longer on the floor of the Thomas Pink section, and then I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109111174302434519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109111174302434519' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109111174302434519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109111174302434519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/07/take-that.html' title='Take that!'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109103481271799767</id><published>2004-07-28T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T12:13:32.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Waterlogged</title><summary type='text'>			&lt;!-- Your Description --&gt;		In the fountain at Millennium Park in Chicago. This boy didn't have a bathing suit on like a lot of the other kids, but he happily got soaked over and over again.This picture looks to me the way summer feels.		&lt;!-- The Image &amp; --&gt;		&lt;!-- Image Title, Uploaded by --&gt;					  										Waterlogged						Originally uploaded by 			jessamyn8470.						</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109103481271799767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109103481271799767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109103481271799767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109103481271799767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/07/waterlogged.html' title='Waterlogged'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109103302302127143</id><published>2004-07-28T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T11:43:43.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirror Bean</title><summary type='text'>			&lt;!-- Your Description --&gt;		Yesterday I walked over to Millennium Park on my lunch hour.  Last time I was over there, the park wasn't completely open yet, and you couldn't walk all the way over to the giant kidney bean sculpture.  Now you can - this is what it looks like underneath the kidney bean. I was wearing a denim skirt and a pink t-shirt yesterday.  How many me's can you find?  (Click </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109103302302127143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109103302302127143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109103302302127143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109103302302127143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/07/mirror-bean.html' title='Mirror Bean'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109087446317814972</id><published>2004-07-26T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T15:57:29.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>			&lt;!-- Your Description --&gt;		Did I mention that Katie did great on the plane, sleeping through not only both flights, but also through the hour that we sat on the runway before our flight to Louisville took off?  She is doing great, overall, although I have been informed that she is worrying her Grandma today a little bit.  My mom is here taking care of Katie - today is their first day at home </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109087446317814972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109087446317814972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109087446317814972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109087446317814972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/07/did-i-mention-that-katie-did-great-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109060628473854491</id><published>2004-07-23T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T13:20:53.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie is glad it's Friday (I am, too)</title><summary type='text'>			&lt;!-- Your Description --&gt;		Friday means that Katie and her Mommy get to spend the days together!  This weekend we'll have extra time together.  Geoff is leaving tomorrow afternoon to go to a conference in Indiana; my mom is coming up on Sunday to be our daytime nanny for Katie next week while Geoff is gone.  		&lt;!-- The Image &amp; --&gt;		&lt;!-- Image Title, Uploaded by --&gt;					  										Pre-Drooly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109060628473854491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109060628473854491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109060628473854491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109060628473854491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/07/katie-is-glad-its-friday-i-am-too.html' title='Katie is glad it&apos;s Friday (I am, too)'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109051431022659361</id><published>2004-07-22T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T12:02:38.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Professional HaircutTuesday night I got what I think was my first professional haircut since before our wedding in November 2002.  I often cut my own hair and end up happy with the results.  But the last time I cut it, I used a pair of very dull scissors.  Not so smart.  I was pretty excited to have somebody else repair the damage I'd done.Here's my new haircut.  I like it!  It's entirely </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109051431022659361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109051431022659361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109051431022659361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109051431022659361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/07/professional-haircut-tuesday-night-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109051330715262416</id><published>2004-07-22T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T14:39:26.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bell?</title><summary type='text'>			&lt;!-- Your Description --&gt;		This brick wall is at the end of the street running perpendicular to ours.  You can see the B and the E and the L and the L and the arrow from at least a block away.  I always assumed there was a teeny tiny doorbell next to the arrow, and it made me laugh to think about the situation that would have caused somebody to spraypaint that sign so that somebody else could </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109051330715262416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109051330715262416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109051330715262416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109051330715262416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/07/bell.html' title='Bell?'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109035834658853359</id><published>2004-07-20T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T11:59:25.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>XanderAnd speaking of little (big?) boys I know and love...Remember Xander?  This was Xander in July 2002.This was Xander in September 2002.Here was Xander the weekend before last, when he and Tracy &amp; Tim visited us.  And here is Xander with my lovely daughter.  It's a little startling to realize that less than five years ago, none of them - Xander or Katie or Jack - had even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109035834658853359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109035834658853359' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109035834658853359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109035834658853359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/07/xander-and-speaking-of-little-big-boys.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-109034092191386213</id><published>2004-07-20T11:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T16:22:16.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack</title><summary type='text'>Jack is Laurie's little boy. I am Jack's Aunt Jessie. I am getting to watch him grow up. This was Jack in December 2000. This was Jack in October 2001. This was Jack in November 2002.This is Jack in July 2004.  (I love Jack.)  Jack &amp; Robin (not Batman!) Originally uploaded by jessamyn8470.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/109034092191386213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=109034092191386213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109034092191386213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/109034092191386213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/07/jack.html' title='Jack'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-108999463815702322</id><published>2004-07-16T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T12:36:25.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My little girl</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!-- Your Description --&gt;My little girl and I, along with my friend Rebecca, are flying to Louisville today to visit our dear friends Laurie and her son Jack. It will be Katie's first plane trip, obviously. As if she knew that today might be a hectic one, she slept over 9 hours in a row last night. Wish us luck! (If you read this before 1:00 p.m. central time, feel free to leave comments with any</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/108999463815702322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=108999463815702322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/108999463815702322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/108999463815702322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-little-girl.html' title='My little girl'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-108992219613179507</id><published>2004-07-15T15:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T21:04:11.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a long time since I posted one of these self- portrait- in- the- car photos.  I look about the same, though. Hi.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/108992219613179507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=108992219613179507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/108992219613179507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/108992219613179507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/07/its-been-long-time-since-i_108992219613179507.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-108992152930794689</id><published>2004-07-15T14:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T15:00:19.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Push Button</title><summary type='text'>			&lt;!-- Your Description --&gt;		It seems like it must have been very long ago that buttons to call elevators were this elaborate.  But how long ago can it have been, since it was recent enough that elevators were already in existence?  This is from a building that is split in two - one half is the Cook County Building, the other half is City Hall.  The details of the building are worthy of a whole </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/108992152930794689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=108992152930794689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/108992152930794689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/108992152930794689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/07/push-button.html' title='Push Button'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-108983745039329634</id><published>2004-07-14T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T15:41:47.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Schwinn</title><summary type='text'>			&lt;!-- Your Description --&gt;		I like this picture.  I don't really know why.  I took the picture even though the subject matter seemed kind of drab and boring, but when I first looked at the picture, I liked it.  I've glanced at it a few more times today, and it's growing on me; I am a little bit fascinated by it (can you be a little bit fascinated?).  (And now I'm thinking it would be even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/108983745039329634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=108983745039329634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/108983745039329634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/108983745039329634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/07/schwinn.html' title='Schwinn'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900510.post-108977136943207340</id><published>2004-07-13T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T21:26:30.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Baby Eats</title><summary type='text'>			&lt;!-- Your Description --&gt;		Katie - as tall as an apartment building, and able to eat whole neighborhoods in a single bound!  (This weekend at the aquarium we met a woman and her 9 month old baby.  The mother was pleased that her baby had reached 16 pounds at her 8 month checkup.    We both laughed when I said that Katie had weighed 16 pounds at her 2 month checkup, and weighs about 20.5 pounds</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/feeds/108977136943207340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3900510&amp;postID=108977136943207340' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/108977136943207340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3900510/posts/default/108977136943207340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessamyn.blogspot.com/2004/07/baby-eats.html' title='The Baby Eats'/><author><name>Jessamyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07144780040019803977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
