<?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-5025934</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:46:46.921-05:00</updated><category term='weather'/><category term='Art'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='Cole'/><title type='text'>The Beans</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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>183</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025934.post-6508859075202625355</id><published>2010-09-19T20:19:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T20:37:00.036-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cole'/><title type='text'>today</title><summary type='text'>Today Mommy went outside to work in the garden while Joy and me played pretend golf. It was hot, but I went inside to get my gardening hat which is also my fishing hat. Perfect!I taught Mommy how to draw a bird and a lion. I learned how to at school and she made them perfect!And I don't feel that well but I don't have to wake up early for school tomorrrow because I can't go because I have a fever</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/6508859075202625355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=6508859075202625355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/6508859075202625355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/6508859075202625355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2010/09/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09194225438674578726</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qpsPJTP8Jgw/TJasQmImXDI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ExyD6fk2LD4/s72-c/bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025934.post-6333079797573054243</id><published>2010-07-12T21:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T21:49:37.681-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>My Great Night</title><summary type='text'>Hello everybody. Tonight I did marbelizing paper with my grown-up friends. It was fun. I loved it so much that I made five prints. It was a great night.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/6333079797573054243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=6333079797573054243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/6333079797573054243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/6333079797573054243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-great-night.html' title='My Great Night'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09194225438674578726</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-5025934.post-7616386182709448976</id><published>2010-06-06T22:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T22:18:06.543-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cole'/><title type='text'>wedding</title><summary type='text'>This week we had a great time because my grandma came from NJ to visit me in VA. She took the Amtrak to see us at the station in Culpeper.We had to go to a wedding for Bobby, I mean Robert, and Danielle. I had to be the ringbearer. It was a little scary. The good thing that happened was I got a piece of cake, and I got to eat strawberries with chocolate. Yummy yummy!We got to feed catfish in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/7616386182709448976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=7616386182709448976&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/7616386182709448976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/7616386182709448976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2010/06/wedding.html' title='wedding'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09194225438674578726</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-5025934.post-8656864274732870111</id><published>2010-05-04T19:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T19:04:22.693-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cole'/><title type='text'>library</title><summary type='text'>I went to the library. I got 2 books. One was on whales. The other one was about dolphins. We had lots of fun there. We went to the Culpeper County Library. It was a nice little library, but their collection had thousands of books. We had to go there so my dad could vote on the mayor. Bye!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/8656864274732870111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=8656864274732870111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/8656864274732870111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/8656864274732870111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2010/05/library.html' title='library'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09194225438674578726</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-5025934.post-8995777932992228031</id><published>2010-02-06T15:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T15:53:23.310-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>tag team weather report</title><summary type='text'>




Siblings meteorologists with a special winter weather report.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/8995777932992228031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=8995777932992228031&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/8995777932992228031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/8995777932992228031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2010/02/tag-team-weather-report.html' title='tag team weather report'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-3538199813053861</id><published>2010-02-06T15:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T15:45:13.344-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Joy's weather report</title><summary type='text'>




Joy provides her unique perspective on the winter storm.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/3538199813053861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=3538199813053861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/3538199813053861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/3538199813053861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2010/02/joys-weather-report.html' title='Joy&apos;s weather report'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00570202816081011632</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-5025934.post-6861900113272006676</id><published>2010-02-06T15:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T15:32:15.551-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Special Weather Report</title><summary type='text'>




A special weather report brought to you by WROZ.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/6861900113272006676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=6861900113272006676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/6861900113272006676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/6861900113272006676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2010/02/special-weather-report.html' title='Special Weather Report'/><author><name>Cole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09194225438674578726</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-5025934.post-6523929399885613637</id><published>2010-01-31T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T11:32:53.566-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's a pic of the paper flowers we made together.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/6523929399885613637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=6523929399885613637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/6523929399885613637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/6523929399885613637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2010/01/heres-pic-of-paper-flowers-we-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ie456WdupgE/S2WwnRNWg_I/AAAAAAAAABE/jPFTE6LyL9g/s72-c/paperflowers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025934.post-292863948932992621</id><published>2010-01-25T21:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:02:50.857-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cole'/><title type='text'>update</title><summary type='text'>Last night was a big rain storm. Winds were blowing very hard. Daddy went out to check the road. It was flooding, but not a lot. It looked like a big river coming down the street.Me and Joy are sick, but we're getting better. We're working on some flower crafts. It's really fun. Tomorrow is going to be a great day going back to school. Good bye everybody. I hope you liked the Coley site.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/292863948932992621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=292863948932992621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/292863948932992621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/292863948932992621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2010/01/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-3075789204779373847</id><published>2009-04-06T22:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:59:43.918-04:00</updated><title type='text'>post by Cole</title><summary type='text'>We went to IHOP tonight, and we had a blast. I had chocolate chip pancakes, and I don't know what Mommy ate but it wasn't pancakes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/3075789204779373847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=3075789204779373847&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/3075789204779373847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/3075789204779373847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2009/04/post-by-cole.html' title='post by Cole'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-2398940810299186732</id><published>2009-04-01T23:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:00:22.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>don't forget</title><summary type='text'>Tonight Cole said to me, "You know mommy, even when you make me mad by saying I have to eat ham and cheese for lunch, I still love you."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/2398940810299186732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=2398940810299186732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/2398940810299186732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/2398940810299186732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2009/04/dont-forget.html' title='don&apos;t forget'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-4467275711137919763</id><published>2008-10-05T23:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T23:48:48.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>brains!</title><summary type='text'> We went to the farm tours this weekend, and this is one of Cole's phots from Wollam Gardens. It's a shot of cockscomb (the little brain variety) and Joy's giant hand reaching in to touch it.Cole uses my old digital camera and it's fun to see things from his point of view. Sure there are lots of shots of his toys and his feet and the carpet, but that doesn't make them any less meaningful to him. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/4467275711137919763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=4467275711137919763&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/4467275711137919763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/4467275711137919763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2008/10/brains.html' title='brains!'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-4895892762767475316</id><published>2008-09-28T21:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:21:33.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>good apples</title><summary type='text'>Joy turned 2 this week, and Cole will soon be 5. If I could've picked them off a tree, I don't think I could've chosen better kids. Joy adores her big brother and parrots everything he says, but 3 octaves higher and 100 decibels louder. She has a big laugh and a smile that transforms her whole face. She will not give you a hug or a kiss if you ask for one, but when she does grace you with that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/4895892762767475316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=4895892762767475316&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/4895892762767475316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/4895892762767475316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-apples.html' title='good apples'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-155820527083129694</id><published>2008-04-15T22:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:40:07.538-04:00</updated><title type='text'>growing</title><summary type='text'>Cole is now 4 1/2 and Joy is 1 1/2 years old. How did that happen? Despite my best attempts to savor every moment while meeting every deadline, time marches on and they just keep growing. Without them, I doubt I'd notice how much time was passing by. Joy remains petite, but with a much larger presence. She is bold, confident and funny. With an empty bowl or a piece of paper, she's the world's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/155820527083129694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=155820527083129694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/155820527083129694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/155820527083129694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2008/04/growing.html' title='growing'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-1259425333246697936</id><published>2007-07-26T21:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T22:20:08.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pure joy...and cole too</title><summary type='text'>Joy is 10 months old, and she has changed dramatically in the last two weeks. She is becoming a toddler, and I'm proud and sad at the same time. Tomorrow is Joy's 9-month check-up. We were in Wisconsin for her 9 month birthday and her and I have been sick twice since we got back, so this is our first opportunity to go for a well-baby visit. I'm looking forward to her new measurements. Her balance</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/1259425333246697936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=1259425333246697936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/1259425333246697936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/1259425333246697936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2007/07/pure-joyand-cole-too.html' title='pure joy...and cole too'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-5744111972176092302</id><published>2007-04-25T00:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T00:06:09.285-04:00</updated><title type='text'>time flies</title><summary type='text'>* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's worth noting, I wrote this a month before I had a chance to post this. Is there any hope for me to blog on a regular basis again? Well, I'm still trying!* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Joy is now 6 months old and Cole is 3 1/2 years old. How did that happen? There are times when I look down at her</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/5744111972176092302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=5744111972176092302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/5744111972176092302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/5744111972176092302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-flies.html' title='time flies'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-117082871746286950</id><published>2007-02-07T01:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T01:11:57.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy's birthday</title><summary type='text'>Here at last is the tale of my labor with Joy...at least it's as much as I can remember at this point. The past 4 months have been such a blur. I want to get back into a rhythm of blogging and of life in general, but I feel like before I can take a step forward, I need to look back.On Friday, September 22, I had my 39 week check up and I was 80% effaced, but still about 2 cm dilated. Dr. Santiago</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/117082871746286950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=117082871746286950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/117082871746286950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/117082871746286950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2007/02/joys-birthday.html' title='Joy&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-115979895454499926</id><published>2006-10-02T10:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T10:23:00.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She's here!</title><summary type='text'>Joy Linnea Rozwadowski was born Saturday, September 23, 2006 at 9:44 in the morning. She is exactly 7 lbs., 18 1/4 inches long, and positively perfect.My labor began just 2 hours after my mother arrived for a weekend visit, and everything continued to go smoothly from there. At 3 a.m., the drive from Culpeper to Reston was no problem at all, and my favorite doctor (who had also delivered Cole) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/115979895454499926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=115979895454499926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/115979895454499926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/115979895454499926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2006/10/shes-here.html' title='She&apos;s here!'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-115846750903647606</id><published>2006-09-17T00:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T00:31:49.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>last week</title><summary type='text'>On Tuesday, Cole and I attended storytime at the local library for the first time. Cole has always enjoyed books, and I thought it would give him some practice sitting still with a group of children. He was visibly nervous at first and he sat on my lap in the chair closest to the door. The librarian started with some dopey Raffi song, which did nothing to soothe Cole's jitters. She then invited </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/115846750903647606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=115846750903647606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/115846750903647606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/115846750903647606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2006/09/last-week.html' title='last week'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-115807107651417568</id><published>2006-09-12T10:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T10:24:36.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Making progress</title><summary type='text'>Quick update: I'm currently at 37 weeks, 2 cm dilated, and 70% effaced. This is new for me because I didn't dilate at all with Cole until I was in active labor. I'm trying not to get too excited because I've heard the stories of women walking around at 3+ for weeks, but it is progress. I finished packing our bags this weekend.Back in July during a week of 100 degree temperatures, a friend asked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/115807107651417568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=115807107651417568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/115807107651417568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/115807107651417568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2006/09/making-progress.html' title='Making progress'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-115679974565159032</id><published>2006-08-28T16:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T17:16:24.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ta-da!</title><summary type='text'>I had started the duckie blanket on Father's Day weekend and I just finished it a few weeks ago. I feel like I'm a slow knitter, but looking back I can see that I have picked up some speed. I'm probably still on the pokey side, but I've improved a lot.I first learned to knit when I was pregnant with Cole. My grandmother had found some old needles that belonged to my great aunt, and I knew once </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/115679974565159032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=115679974565159032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/115679974565159032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/115679974565159032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2006/08/ta-da.html' title='ta-da!'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-115379006999452176</id><published>2006-07-24T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T21:15:56.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet, but not too sweet</title><summary type='text'>It's 2 weeks later, and I still have one lingering bruise from the 3-hour glucose test. The good news is that I passed the test just fine, and my doctor's office was nice enough to track me down on my cell phone the night before I left town for a long weekend. I was so relieved and grateful to know that I wouldn't have to add more restrictions to my diet and have the added worries of gestational </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/115379006999452176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=115379006999452176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/115379006999452176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/115379006999452176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2006/07/sweet-but-not-too-sweet.html' title='sweet, but not too sweet'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-115258374487916593</id><published>2006-07-10T21:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T22:09:04.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just too sweet</title><summary type='text'>I'm at the seven month mark now and in the last trimester...the home stretch. I failed the 1-hour glucose test last week which was a complete surprise since my sugar has been checked 3 times already with no problems at all. I don't have any history of sugar trouble either.I had seen my primary care doctor a month ago because of dizziness and bloodwork was ordered then. My sugar was fine, but I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/115258374487916593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=115258374487916593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/115258374487916593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/115258374487916593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-just-too-sweet.html' title='I&apos;m just too sweet'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-114903770822304875</id><published>2006-05-30T20:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T21:12:42.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>big boy bed</title><summary type='text'>We spent the holiday weekend here in VA so we could all get some rest and spend some time together...away from working together. One of the things I've been wanting to do is to get Cole's big boy bed so we could slowly move him out of his crib before Bean 2 arrives. Cole is a very sweet and mellow boy and I think he's going to be a great big brother, but I still am concerned with making the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/114903770822304875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=114903770822304875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/114903770822304875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/114903770822304875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2006/05/big-boy-bed.html' title='big boy bed'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-114836306866767972</id><published>2006-05-23T01:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T01:46:41.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's true what they say</title><summary type='text'>Sadly, I'll admit that so far Bean 2 is not getting the attention that Cole received, and the poor kid isn't even born yet! Maybe I should say instead that I haven't reacted to this pregnancy with the same level of fanfare, but my life is much fuller than it was 3 years ago...even if my blog is much emptier...While pregnant with Cole I was very apprehensive because I had a miscarriage not long </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/114836306866767972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=114836306866767972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/114836306866767972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/114836306866767972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-true-what-they-say.html' title='it&apos;s true what they say'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-114540564815052245</id><published>2006-04-18T20:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T20:14:08.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you easter bunny</title><summary type='text'>We had a nice Easter weekend. Calvin and Molly visited on Saturday and we gave them a tour of Culpeper with lunch at It's About Thyme. It's a wonderful little European style cafe with fresh breads. Cole liked the fresh lemonade, and ate the peanut butter sandwich we brought for him.Sunday, Bobby and Danielle came down to see us. We colored eggs--real and the Peeps variety. Bobby complained that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/114540564815052245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=114540564815052245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/114540564815052245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/114540564815052245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2006/04/thank-you-easter-bunny.html' title='thank you easter bunny'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-114327031117435144</id><published>2006-03-25T01:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T02:06:21.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bean 2</title><summary type='text'>Cole accompanied me to my 12 week check-up on Tuesday. I've been busy with meetings and cooped up in my office a lot lately and Cole has been saying "Miss Mommy". We had a long car ride to the doctor and we went to grocery store afterwards to prepare for Tony's birthday party the next day. Cole was very excited to pick out a cake and candles, and when we got home we wrapped presents. Cole was so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/114327031117435144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=114327031117435144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/114327031117435144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/114327031117435144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2006/03/bean-2.html' title='bean 2'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-114067550075225118</id><published>2006-02-23T00:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T01:18:20.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>make fries</title><summary type='text'>It's been so long since my last post that it's hard to figure out where to begin. Cole is an explosion of growth and activity. His jeans that required 3 cuffs in December, no longer need cuffs at all. His vocabulary includes whole sentences and his imagination and expressions are growing just as quickly. Last week while eating a snack of raisin toast with cream cheese, he grabbed a toy dinosaur </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/114067550075225118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=114067550075225118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/114067550075225118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/114067550075225118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2006/02/make-fries.html' title='make fries'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-113583686248751468</id><published>2005-12-29T00:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T01:14:22.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christmas eve morning, Cole ate pancakes for the second time ever. Before Cole even turned one, the lovely Peppermint Tina sent him a care package with a fish pancake mold thingy, and she said "before you know it he'll be clamoring for pancakes!" Well, I wouldn't say he's clamoring, but if I make them in the shape of a fish and add a generous amount of chocolate chips, he will at least eat them!*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/113583686248751468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=113583686248751468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/113583686248751468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/113583686248751468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-eve-morning-cole-ate-pancakes.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-113212234677661961</id><published>2005-11-16T01:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T12:18:20.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween</title><summary type='text'>At least I'm getting these photos up before the next holiday gets here... Cole was Plankton (from SpongeBob Squarepants, if you're not hip to Nick) this year, and there were 2 big surprises related to his costume. The first surprise was that Cole kept his antennae on his head during all of his trick or treating. He cried when I took them off to put him the car. You would've thought I had stolen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/113212234677661961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=113212234677661961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/113212234677661961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/113212234677661961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/11/halloween.html' title='halloween'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-113143058621697943</id><published>2005-11-08T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T01:16:26.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 years!</title><summary type='text'>The hustle and bustle of moving is behind us and the drywall dust began to settle just in time for Cole's second birthday. We had 3 consecutive weekends of visitors and his birthday was celebrated 4 times with the last candles being blown out on October 28th with his little friends. I baked our traditional duckie cake again and then a mongo Halloween-themed cake for the kid party, a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/113143058621697943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=113143058621697943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/113143058621697943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/113143058621697943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/11/2-years.html' title='2 years!'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-112606219620648398</id><published>2005-09-06T23:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T23:03:16.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>naptime</title><summary type='text'>Here's proof that I'm not the only one who's tired. Cole climbed up into Gram's lap on Monday and fell asleep within minutes. I left to go to the grocery store, but Tony told me that my mom fell asleep for a while too. Naps for everyone!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/112606219620648398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=112606219620648398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/112606219620648398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/112606219620648398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/09/naptime.html' title='naptime'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-112503667393972709</id><published>2005-08-26T02:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T08:54:31.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bubble bath</title><summary type='text'>Once Cole was big enough to bathe in the big tub, Tony took over bath time. It's become a fun nightly routine for the two of them. Last week, Tony decided it was time for something new and slipped a bottle of Elmo bubble bath into the shopping cart during our trip to the store. That night, Cole had his first bubble bath and now every night he calls for bub-bo bub-bo. Tony covered his head and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/112503667393972709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=112503667393972709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/112503667393972709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/112503667393972709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/08/bubble-bath.html' title='bubble bath'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-112469351960364837</id><published>2005-08-22T02:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T02:55:49.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>walkie talkie</title><summary type='text'>Cole's vocabulary is growing rapidly now. Tony has been wishing for Cole to "really talk", and now I fear he is regretting that wish. Cole's 2 favorite words right now are "no" and "out". He's creative with his use of "out". He says it when he's done eating and wants to be released from his high chair, and he also uses it when he wants me to come out of my office and play with him. I guess in his</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/112469351960364837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=112469351960364837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/112469351960364837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/112469351960364837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/08/walkie-talkie.html' title='walkie talkie'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-112200506025719915</id><published>2005-07-21T23:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T00:04:20.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>babysitting</title><summary type='text'>Last Saturday night, Tony and I went out alone for the first time since Cole was born. We have left Cole briefly with our parents once or twice, but never for more than an hour or so. Our friends Mark, Elaine, and Nina came over to watch Cole, and Nina really deserves the most credit for making the evening successful. She's only a month and a half older than Cole and her presence kept him </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/112200506025719915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=112200506025719915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/112200506025719915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/112200506025719915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/07/babysitting.html' title='babysitting'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-112059016995252638</id><published>2005-07-05T14:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T23:51:10.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>whistleblower</title><summary type='text'>Cole recently learned how to blow a whistle. He has both a small lifeguard whistle and a slide/pennywhistle that he can now use to torture the neighbors. He does know how to make soft sounds and not-so-soft sounds, and he clearly has a preference.A side effect of all the whistle blowing, is that Cole temporarily forgot how to use a straw. We were at the diner for dinner and Cole had a cup of milk</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/112059016995252638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=112059016995252638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/112059016995252638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/112059016995252638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/07/whistleblower.html' title='whistleblower'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-112010351998869667</id><published>2005-06-29T23:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T23:53:31.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tricycle</title><summary type='text'>Cole outgrew his pushcar that we bought him for his first birthday, so cousin Kody is now cruising around in the little red coupe. As a replacement, Cole got the coolest tricycle I could find. It arrived just in time for Uncle Tommy's visit and we all had fun with Cole's new wheels. It's a Kettler, fully loaded with a rear dump bucket, handbrake, front basket, and of course a bell. Cole can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/112010351998869667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=112010351998869667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/112010351998869667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/112010351998869667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/06/tricycle.html' title='tricycle'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-111928252333670267</id><published>2005-06-20T11:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T23:53:11.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday bonanza</title><summary type='text'>We made 2 more trips to NJ in the last few weeks for birthday parties--Mom's final 50th blowout BBQ and Kody's first birthday. Now we're staying put in VA until our vacation at the Jersey shore.At Mom/Gram's party, Cole used up all his clothes in one day. First there was chalk drawing, which he enjoyed thoroughly...as did his shirt and shorts. Then came the rain, and afterwards, splashing in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/111928252333670267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=111928252333670267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111928252333670267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111928252333670267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/06/birthday-bonanza.html' title='birthday bonanza'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-111815428262395043</id><published>2005-06-07T10:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T23:52:50.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Lil Athlete</title><summary type='text'>Cole has shot up on the growth charts and is a lean mean ball kicking, bat swinging, running and climbing machine. He better savor these days of being tall and thin for his age because his parents aren't quite slim giants. Those short stocky days are coming Cole, just you wait. As Cole has picked up lots more varied activities, we also have to be cautious of his enthusiasm. As well as he hits his</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/111815428262395043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=111815428262395043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111815428262395043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111815428262395043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/06/our-lil-athlete.html' title='Our Lil Athlete'/><author><name>Antony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05217149941555455721</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-5025934.post-111768224566380937</id><published>2005-06-01T23:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T23:52:30.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>corny</title><summary type='text'>We spent Memorial Day weekend in NJ to celebrate Mom/Gram's birthday...again. Her birthday month was drawing to a close although I'm sure she'll celebrate some more during her visit to her best friend in Florida next week. Mom christened her refinished deck and new grill with a big cookout Saturday night for friends and family.  Cole still won't eat meat so he didn't appreciate the hamburgers and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/111768224566380937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=111768224566380937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111768224566380937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111768224566380937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/06/corny.html' title='corny'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-111583547058330344</id><published>2005-05-11T14:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T14:26:18.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pappa's got a brand new bag</title><summary type='text'>Cole has a new favorite CD.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/111583547058330344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=111583547058330344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111583547058330344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111583547058330344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/05/pappas-got-brand-new-bag.html' title='pappa&apos;s got a brand new bag'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-111517805996879304</id><published>2005-05-03T23:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T23:51:56.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>choices</title><summary type='text'>Cole has learned that he has choices, and today he chose not to eat.* The last few days he has insisted on cheese and grapes for lunch and dinner, and today I refused to let another day pass without veggies and meat. I managed 3 spoonfuls of sweet potatoes before he burrowed his face into the back of his highchair. Now we're both playing hardball. Who will win? I honestly don't know, but don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/111517805996879304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=111517805996879304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111517805996879304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111517805996879304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/05/choices.html' title='choices'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-111457548937140861</id><published>2005-04-26T23:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T00:18:09.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>18 months</title><summary type='text'>Cole's latest milestone snuck up on us so suddenly that I didn't even make his check up appointment until 4 days after he turned 18 months old. I used to have his doctor appointments planned out well in advance, and that was when they were only a month apart.Cole's new statistics are: 33" tall (75%), 24 lbs. (30%), and 19 1/2" head (90%). He is still built like Charlie Brown. He's tall and lean, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/111457548937140861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=111457548937140861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111457548937140861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111457548937140861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/04/18-months.html' title='18 months'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-111406535337691507</id><published>2005-04-21T02:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T02:35:53.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>vocabulary</title><summary type='text'>Cole's vocabulary is growing, but his choice of words continues to surprise me. He is fascinated by dogs and is quick to point and announce "da" everytime he sees or hears a canine. It's a curious new word because we have a cat, and he has shown no sign of saying c-a-t. But then on Sunday, after returning from our trip to Wisconsin and finding our attention-starved Kittenhead meowing throughout </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/111406535337691507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=111406535337691507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111406535337691507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111406535337691507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/04/vocabulary.html' title='vocabulary'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-111339570749294085</id><published>2005-04-13T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T08:35:07.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>at the park</title><summary type='text'>Here's a pic from last week's trip to the park. Elaine, Mark, and Nina are on their way to Florida this morning. They are planning to move there this year and they'll be house hunting during this trip. It's hard to know they are leaving, but at least it will be a nice place to visit. Nina is Cole's first friend, and Elaine is my number one friend. It's making me sad just thinking about it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/111339570749294085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=111339570749294085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111339570749294085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111339570749294085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/04/at-park.html' title='at the park'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-111293248901205079</id><published>2005-04-07T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T23:56:22.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>spring slides and whee</title><summary type='text'>Warm weather arrived this week, and Cole and I ventured out to the playground on Tuesday. Initially it was overrun by older kids and I was afraid he would run in front of the swings and get clocked, so I pushed him around in his car until the scene was quieter. The sunshine felt good and the forsythia was in full bloom...perfect for some snapshots.Cole amazed me by how well he could balance </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/111293248901205079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=111293248901205079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111293248901205079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111293248901205079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/04/spring-slides-and-whee.html' title='spring slides and whee'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-111155730537488103</id><published>2005-03-23T00:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T00:56:53.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>danish duck</title><summary type='text'>Kristen and John sent us a great package of goodies from Denmark, mostly of the candy variety except for this stylish hood for Cole. Kris has told me how they bundle the kids up over there with such efficient layers that they are practically waterproof. The hood she sent is a size larger than the one that Olivia, the 3-year old who she watches during the week, but it still barely contains Mr. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/111155730537488103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=111155730537488103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111155730537488103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111155730537488103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/03/danish-duck.html' title='danish duck'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-111108332124081379</id><published>2005-03-17T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T13:16:42.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patrick's Day</title><summary type='text'> Cole turned 17 months old yesterday, and taking photos of him is not as easy as it used to be. I'll share some of the outtakes next time. I'm exhausted!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/111108332124081379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=111108332124081379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111108332124081379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111108332124081379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html' title='Happy St. Patrick&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-111086978806088722</id><published>2005-03-15T01:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T01:56:28.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>king of the jungle</title><summary type='text'>Cole's vocabulary has more than doubled in the past two weeks. Granted his vocabulary consisted of only one word (Bath), but still he has made substantial progress recently. He can now say "cheese", "boo!" and today he added "RAAAARRR." I know RAAAARRR is more of a sound effect than a word, but he knows that it's the sound the a lion makes. We were playing with his Little People Noah's Ark this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/111086978806088722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=111086978806088722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111086978806088722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111086978806088722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/03/king-of-jungle.html' title='king of the jungle'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-111052864064099129</id><published>2005-03-11T03:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T03:10:40.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dancing baby</title><summary type='text'>Here's a shot from last week's trip to Culpeper. This is Cole in a "Footloose" moment in the one of the empty model homes.He's got a few new moves. The other night he was working on a head bob while he had one hand in his pocket, very hip-hop. Mostly, he still favors a Riverdance, high stepping style. In fact he rarely walks, his gait has become more of a hoppy and happy jog. I can't wait to see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/111052864064099129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=111052864064099129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111052864064099129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111052864064099129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/03/dancing-baby.html' title='dancing baby'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-111035490110378499</id><published>2005-03-09T02:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T23:03:41.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>egg</title><summary type='text'>Cole got an early Easter egg today---right on his forehead. He ran full speed into the front panel of the couch when he took the turn too wide. There's a pile of pillows next to the couch that has been his crash pad since he started walking. Now that he runs, he loves to dive into the pile and "hide."His egg is blue and purple and the swelling is already going down, but the doctor told me not to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/111035490110378499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=111035490110378499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111035490110378499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/111035490110378499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/03/egg.html' title='egg'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-110956510570814461</id><published>2005-02-27T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T00:03:52.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>concert catchup</title><summary type='text'>It's been a very rough week here with the highlight being the They Might Be Giants show Wednesday afternoon. Cole came down with a stomach virus very suddenly Sunday night. He's never really thrown up before, even as a baby he rarely spit up, so the ordeal was scary for him and for us. We went through all our crib sheets and clean pajamas, and by morning he was wearing a too-big shirt with sweat </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/110956510570814461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=110956510570814461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110956510570814461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110956510570814461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/02/concert-catchup.html' title='concert catchup'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-110853495269434325</id><published>2005-02-15T01:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T01:30:59.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fork and spoon</title><summary type='text'>At Cole's 15 months doctor's appointment his pediatrician asked if he was feeding himself with a fork and spoon. Cole has used a spoon successfully only a few times. He prefers to manhandle his food and show it who's boss.On Sunday we visited the Nesbits at their new home in Southern Maryland, and we stopped for dessert in a tiny coffee shop on Solomon's Island. Their specialty is key lime pie, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/110853495269434325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=110853495269434325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110853495269434325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110853495269434325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/02/fork-and-spoon.html' title='fork and spoon'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-110835439447352343</id><published>2005-02-13T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T23:13:56.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/110835439447352343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=110835439447352343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110835439447352343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110835439447352343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-110809942695596885</id><published>2005-02-11T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T00:23:46.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TMBG</title><summary type='text'>Cole will be going to his first "concert" February 23rd (thanks to a tip from Anna!). I've always liked They Might Be Giants, and their live shows are a ton of fun. I'm not familiar with their new music for kids, but I did notice their involvement with the title sequence of the Disney Channels's Higglytown Heroes. Their smart, funny tunes are great for all ages, so I'm open to hearing the new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/110809942695596885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=110809942695596885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110809942695596885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110809942695596885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/02/tmbg.html' title='TMBG'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-110784519231624219</id><published>2005-02-08T01:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T01:46:32.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nursery rhyme time</title><summary type='text'>I introduced Cole to the Itsy Bitsy Spider one rainy day, and this weekend, I dusted off some other old nursery rhymes that I thought I had forgotten. Cole loves Where is Thumkin? although he doesn't seem aware of his own thumbs. He just holds his hands up at face level and wiggles all his fingers as I sing it for him. Oh, and it gets even cuter, Saturday night we read to him from the Muppet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/110784519231624219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=110784519231624219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110784519231624219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110784519231624219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/02/nursery-rhyme-time.html' title='nursery rhyme time'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-110754687263806077</id><published>2005-02-04T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T14:54:32.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>crayons are fun</title><summary type='text'>Cole has really embraced drawing in the last two weeks. He's now making purposeful marks as opposed to stabbing or drumming on the paper. As you can see, he's exploring colors and seems to like them all equally. He also enjoys putting the crayons back in the box and dumping them all out again. It's amazing to watch him suddenly accept something new. If only he were as open minded about his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/110754687263806077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=110754687263806077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110754687263806077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110754687263806077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/02/crayons-are-fun.html' title='crayons are fun'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-110732159997616036</id><published>2005-02-02T01:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T00:20:55.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>snow</title><summary type='text'> Winter took its time getting here, but January felt like, well, January, for the most part. We've had a couple snow storms in the last 2 weeks, and the entire metro area goes into panic mode. Tony and I are both comfortable driving in snow, having plenty of experience in Green Bay and Rochester, but since the 9 million other drivers on the road aren't as well trained, we avoid going out. It's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/110732159997616036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=110732159997616036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110732159997616036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110732159997616036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/02/snow.html' title='snow'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-110653240753470266</id><published>2005-01-23T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T21:37:26.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>with love from me to you</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to LJC for the code!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/110653240753470266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=110653240753470266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110653240753470266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110653240753470266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/01/with-love-from-me-to-you.html' title='with love from me to you'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-110611361664306942</id><published>2005-01-19T01:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T00:55:59.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>weaning</title><summary type='text'>Cole had weaned himself and nursed for the last time the day after Thanksgiving. I didn't write about it sooner because it happened so gradually and without any fuss that I wasn't even convinced that it was over for a while. When Cole was about 10 1/2 or 11 months old he decided on two nursing sessions a day. Both were short, one was when he woke up in the morning, and the other before he went </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/110611361664306942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=110611361664306942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110611361664306942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110611361664306942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/01/weaning.html' title='weaning'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-110568569558085642</id><published>2005-01-14T01:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T01:54:55.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BATTTHHHH</title><summary type='text'> Cole has said his first word, and while it may seem like an unusual choice, it did not surprise us. "BATTTHHHH" Cole loves his bath time, and he recently graduated to a bigger tub. It's inflatable with a flat bottom so he can stretch out his legs and really enjoy his soak. It also means he has more room for splashing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/110568569558085642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=110568569558085642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110568569558085642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110568569558085642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/01/battthhhh.html' title='BATTTHHHH'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-110456119779119556</id><published>2005-01-01T01:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T01:33:17.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>heard 'round the house</title><summary type='text'>"Hey Kel, bring me the aspirator. He's got a meatball up his nose."Heard while Tony was feeding Cole his dinner. Yes, it was a meatball, and yes, we did get it out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/110456119779119556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=110456119779119556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110456119779119556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110456119779119556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2005/01/heard-round-house.html' title='heard &apos;round the house'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-110084115146856177</id><published>2004-11-19T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T00:12:31.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>drawings</title><summary type='text'>We busted out the crayolas a few weeks ago to see if Cole was ready. The test would be how long would it take before he put one in his mouth. We were shocked and amazed that he waited a whole 20  minutes before biting the tip off the black one. Of course it had to be the black one. I had to pull out the funny infant finger toothbrush to undo that damage.Once a day now, we take out the crayons </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/110084115146856177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=110084115146856177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110084115146856177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110084115146856177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/11/drawings.html' title='drawings'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-110014628532687145</id><published>2004-11-10T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T23:11:25.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>one year photo shoot</title><summary type='text'>I got the idea for Cole's one year photo shoot from an episode of Oprah a couple years ago. It was a show about quirky family traditions and the special bonds that they can create. One mother photographs her children on their birthdays each year dressed in the same outfit. Her daughter wears her grandmother's Pucci dress, and her son wears one of his father's dress shirts. Now that the kids are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/110014628532687145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=110014628532687145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110014628532687145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/110014628532687145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/11/one-year-photo-shoot.html' title='one year photo shoot'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-109936971347878979</id><published>2004-11-01T23:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T23:28:33.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good ol' Colie Brown</title><summary type='text'>Cole was a natural Charlie Brown. At his recent check-up, his height and weight were pretty average, but his noggin remains around 85th percentile. Tony wanted to shave his head to complete his Halloween costume,  but I don't think Cole would've cooperated even if I had let his daddy take out the shears. It was a great costume because it was cheap to make, and with the unseasonably warm temps, it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/109936971347878979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=109936971347878979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109936971347878979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109936971347878979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/11/good-ol-colie-brown.html' title='Good ol&apos; Colie Brown'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-109847229191414169</id><published>2004-10-22T14:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T20:24:22.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a year and a few days</title><summary type='text'>Dear Cole,Happy birthday to my sweet baby boy! Never in my life has so much happened in one year. It is a pleasure to spend each day with you as you grow and explore. I am sorry that I have been very tired on some days,and I thank you for the energy that you bring to each morning because you power us both sometimes. And I'm grateful to you for the naps because you've encouraged me to rest too, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/109847229191414169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=109847229191414169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109847229191414169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109847229191414169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/10/year-and-few-days.html' title='a year and a few days'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-109798480696177699</id><published>2004-10-16T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T23:46:46.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One is FUN!</title><summary type='text'>Happy First Birthday, son o mine! This year has just flown by and I can't imagine my life without you. I'm one proud Daddy. proud of my loving wife, who is a hell of a mother. And proud of my loving and joyful little boy. Here's to a special day and to many more to come. Love Daddy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/109798480696177699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=109798480696177699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109798480696177699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109798480696177699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/10/one-is-fun.html' title='One is FUN!'/><author><name>Antony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05217149941555455721</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-5025934.post-109513413384415487</id><published>2004-09-13T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T23:55:33.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gymboree coincidence</title><summary type='text'>Today I checked out the local Gymboree as I was scouting locations for Cole's birthday party. Our apartment will barely hold the family members invited and there would be no room at all for Cole's baby buddies, so I was investigating other options. As soon as I walked into Gymboree Cole wanted to climb into the gym area and it was no easy task to hold him back. He was that intrigued by the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/109513413384415487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=109513413384415487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109513413384415487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109513413384415487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/09/gymboree-coincidence.html' title='Gymboree coincidence'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-109486979720491902</id><published>2004-09-10T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T22:29:57.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the big tub</title><summary type='text'>Today I took Cole for a Baby &amp; Me class at the rec center pool. Cole has always loved bath time, so I felt pretty confident that he would like the big tub. It's a good thing I was right because this was the first of eight sessions, and it could've been a long 2 months.The pool is set up kind of like a beach. No stairs or ladder, just a slope so you can slowly walk into the water. Cole started </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/109486979720491902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=109486979720491902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109486979720491902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109486979720491902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/09/big-tub.html' title='the big tub'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-109479313151008916</id><published>2004-09-09T01:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T22:30:32.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boardwalk</title><summary type='text'>For the Labor Day weekend we headed north for a friend's wedding in NYC and to visit family in NJ. To beat traffic, we drove home on Sunday but along the way we stopped at Pt. Pleasant for Cole's introduction to the Boardwalk. We hadn't been to Pt. Pleasant in at least 2 years and I've really missed it. As a kid, I spent nearly every summer weekend at the beach and 2 full weeks in August, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/109479313151008916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=109479313151008916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109479313151008916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109479313151008916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/09/boardwalk.html' title='Boardwalk'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-109362532874135522</id><published>2004-08-27T12:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T12:48:48.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Toddler</title><summary type='text'>Cole has 2 new games that he likes to play with us. Counting Steps and Where's Cole? are his new favorites. Cole gets really excited about walking now and if you start a countdown when he's about to walk he just lights up. He'll take as many steps as he can before lunging forward into a pile of pillows or your lap. The highest I've counted with him is 10.Where's Cole? cracks all of us up. It's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/109362532874135522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=109362532874135522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109362532874135522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109362532874135522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/08/our-little-toddler.html' title='Our Little Toddler'/><author><name>Antony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05217149941555455721</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-5025934.post-109289523587866800</id><published>2004-08-19T01:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T02:00:35.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>good news!!!</title><summary type='text'>Our friends Dan and Kerry and their son Ryan are finally home! Ryan William Corriveau (7 lbs. 6 oz.) was born July 10th at Children's Hospital of Philadelphia (CHOP). Ryan has a rare heart defect (HLHS) that was diagnosed before he was even born. He has undergone the first of three surgeries to repair his heart and his journey home has been delayed by infections and other complications. Dan and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/109289523587866800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=109289523587866800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109289523587866800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109289523587866800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/08/good-news.html' title='good news!!!'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-109262227080939933</id><published>2004-08-15T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T22:11:10.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10 months</title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow Cole will be 10 months old and yesterday he took his first steps. He's been practicing standing unsupported. He'll stand next to the sofa holding on, and every so often he'll through his arms up in the air and see how long he can stand. When he's excited he'll flap his arms in the air as if to fly which is very cute but it doesn't help his balance at all.Cole has taken one step a few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/109262227080939933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=109262227080939933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109262227080939933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109262227080939933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/08/10-months.html' title='10 months'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-109167853335380609</id><published>2004-08-05T00:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T00:02:13.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>quick pic from the last playdate</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/109167853335380609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=109167853335380609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109167853335380609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109167853335380609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/08/quick-pic-from-last-playdate.html' title='quick pic from the last playdate'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-109149696107023659</id><published>2004-08-02T21:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T21:40:38.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9 months and then some</title><summary type='text'>Cole's tooth count as of today is 5! He looks more like a little boy, instead of a baby, every day. I never expected the time to pass so quickly. He's cruising along the sofa and his baby gate, and looks as though he will take his first unaided step at any moment. He's also enjoying his new chompers, crunching on Cheerios, Gerber puffs and wagon wheels, his crib rail, his pacifier, and if we let</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/109149696107023659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=109149696107023659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109149696107023659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/109149696107023659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/08/9-months-and-then-some.html' title='9 months and then some'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-108986993666377454</id><published>2004-07-15T01:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T01:38:56.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>transformation</title><summary type='text'>I'm a fan of Robert Fulghum, and I remember reading in one of his books that a sign that you are officially an adult is when you have to complete gross, undesirable chores like cleaning out the drain of the kitchen sink or scrubbing the toilet. You are a grown up when you can do these things without wincing. Being a mom requires far worse jobs than these, and I'm not just talking about diapers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/108986993666377454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=108986993666377454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108986993666377454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108986993666377454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/07/transformation.html' title='transformation'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-108978305478033639</id><published>2004-07-14T01:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T01:30:54.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>catch up</title><summary type='text'>Cole met his cousin Kody earlier this month when visited Gram for a week. At first they seemed oblivious to each other, but by the second day Cole was entranced by the new baby. He would immediately crawl over to Kody's infant seat so he could touch him, and poke him, and rock him, and grab his feet... Cole took his first dip in a pool...more like a puddle, considering how little water we put </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/108978305478033639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=108978305478033639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108978305478033639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108978305478033639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/07/catch-up.html' title='catch up'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-108786939609750531</id><published>2004-06-21T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T21:56:36.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>8 months old</title><summary type='text'>At 8 months old, Cole at 2 teeth, can crawl, sit up fairly well, and is now working on pulling himself up to standing. He makes it to his knees easily, but only gets to his feet a few times a day. Saturday Cole met Rachel from Rochester for the first time when our friends the Gills stopped in while on their way to a family reunion in North Carolina. It was the first time Cole played with a baby</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/108786939609750531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=108786939609750531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108786939609750531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108786939609750531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/06/8-months-old.html' title='8 months old'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-108675710292999010</id><published>2004-06-09T00:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T00:58:22.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Kody!</title><summary type='text'>Please welcome to the world my nephew, Kody Shannon Morizzo, born 6/8/04 at 9:36 pm. Congratulations to my sister Tara and her fiance Jeff! Cole can't wait to meet his new playmate and his first cousin.In other news, we just returned from Cole's first trip to WI. He tolerated the flights pretty well, but I've learned that the morning flight on the way there worked a lot better than the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/108675710292999010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=108675710292999010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108675710292999010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108675710292999010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/06/welcome-kody.html' title='Welcome Kody!'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-108537770336458229</id><published>2004-05-24T01:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T01:54:08.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>7 months and then some</title><summary type='text'>My memory is getting fuzzy and I really need to post more often. I'm not going to fall victim to blog/neglect/guilt. I just wished I posted more often because I want this to be a record of every amazing moment since I saw those 2 pink lines. When Cole was born, I couldn't help myself from staring at him, completely enchanted by his sweet  baby face. I swore I'd remember every moment with him from</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/108537770336458229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=108537770336458229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108537770336458229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108537770336458229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/05/7-months-and-then-some.html' title='7 months and then some'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-108424731119128645</id><published>2004-05-10T23:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T23:48:31.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>clap your hands!</title><summary type='text'>Cole's got some new tricks. Two weeks ago he learned to clap his hands and to "make raspberries" and other cool sounds while spitting...basically he's transformed from the teething puppy to a well-trained orangutan. As entertaining as his new skills are to us, Cole finds them infinitely amusing. Now that he's got clapping figured out, we've been working on a James Brown routine...clap your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/108424731119128645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=108424731119128645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108424731119128645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108424731119128645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/05/clap-your-hands.html' title='clap your hands!'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-108235184787414335</id><published>2004-04-19T01:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T01:22:18.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months</title><summary type='text'>Cole handled his first long car trip very well, and I guess I shouldn't be surprised. He is a wonderfully mellow and happy little guy. Most days he wakes up with a smile. How many adults do that? No matter how completely exhausted I might be, I can't help but return the smile. It instantly warms my heart. There are times when I start to get so bogged down in the daily grind, but the innocence </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/108235184787414335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=108235184787414335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108235184787414335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108235184787414335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/04/6-months.html' title='6 months'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-108151697163750304</id><published>2004-04-09T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T09:41:28.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>happy easter!</title><summary type='text'>Cole caught my cold and found himself at the pediatrician's on Wednesday. He's recovering much more quickly than I did, but it's always so hard to see him sick. While I'm excited and entertained by his frequent baby babble, I'm glad he can't cry "Mommy" while I'm pulling the snot out of his little nose with the mean bulb aspirator. I'm also thankful that he cries so hard his eyes are closed while</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/108151697163750304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=108151697163750304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108151697163750304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108151697163750304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/04/happy-easter.html' title='happy easter!'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-108130635357151656</id><published>2004-04-06T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T22:56:28.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>as requested...</title><summary type='text'>I've added some new photos to the last couple posts...as requested by a certain Hawaiian auntie. And here's one more...BONUS BEAN...my attempt at a hand-colored effect. Cole had just eaten his favorite food so far... sweet potatoes.We'll be making our first long trip with Cole this weekend as we head to NJ for Easter. It will no doubt be an adventure for all of us and Cole will be greeted by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/108130635357151656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=108130635357151656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108130635357151656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108130635357151656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/04/as-requested.html' title='as requested...'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-108127105146163674</id><published>2004-04-06T12:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T22:50:02.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Danny and Aunt Angie</title><summary type='text'>As Kelly has mentioned on W-I-P, my brother and sister-in-law came to visit for a few days to see the not-so-little Bean. It was fun to see how both parties interacted with each other. When Danny and Angie arrived, Cole had just woken up from a nap. His uncle startled him at first but he settled down pretty quickly.There were lots of laughs and goofy cornball antics from all of us, all intent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/108127105146163674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=108127105146163674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108127105146163674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108127105146163674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/04/uncle-danny-and-aunt-angie.html' title='Uncle Danny and Aunt Angie'/><author><name>Antony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05217149941555455721</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-5025934.post-108010718631119621</id><published>2004-03-24T00:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T22:51:05.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>more furniture</title><summary type='text'>This weekend I decided it was time to buy Cole's highchair. I've been feeding him in his bouncer and as he has gotten more enthusiastic about his solid feedings, the process has gotten messier. Plus, I've been trying to brace the bouncer with my legs to subdue his excited kicking and I've got some nasty bruises from the last few weeks. Picture if you can, me sitting on the floor, legs wrapped </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/108010718631119621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=108010718631119621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108010718631119621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/108010718631119621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/03/more-furniture.html' title='more furniture'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-107956920959716692</id><published>2004-03-17T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T19:29:18.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months old</title><summary type='text'>Happy St. Patrick's Day! Today Cole had a special photo shoot to commemorate the holiday and his 5-month birthday. This is Cole's first month without a check up, so there's no update on his height and weight this time...but his growth is obvious! I struggle to squeeze him into his carseat now, especially if he's wearing a few layers. We'll be installing the bigger carseats in our cars this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/107956920959716692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=107956920959716692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107956920959716692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107956920959716692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/03/5-months-old.html' title='5 months old'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-107906325360021925</id><published>2004-03-11T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T22:50:05.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>field trip</title><summary type='text'>This was unveiled last fall, and I think it would be a lot of fun to take Cole to see it once spring has sprung. As the days get longer and temps climb, I'm getting antsy to spend some time outside. Last week, Cole and I did some laps around the apartment complex. I got a decent workout and Cole got a great nap. I can't wait to log some more miles on the stroller. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/107906325360021925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=107906325360021925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107906325360021925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107906325360021925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/03/field-trip.html' title='field trip'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-107880891505282078</id><published>2004-03-08T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T00:18:05.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months plus</title><summary type='text'>Cole is nearly 5 months old, but I'm just now posting his 4 month check up results. Cole is continuing along his self-made growth curve and his measurements were 17 lbs. 11 oz. and 25 1/8" tall. I've added a link to his 4 month photo album in the side bar. It's been an eventful couple of weeks. Cole rolled over for the first time 2/23. He looked over at me, smiled, and then let out a huge burp.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/107880891505282078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=107880891505282078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107880891505282078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107880891505282078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/03/4-months-plus.html' title='4 months plus'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-107849529526055464</id><published>2004-03-05T08:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T08:54:56.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Smiles</title><summary type='text'>What a hectic weekend/week. I just came back from a long weekend in WI visiting my family. My Dad had surgery last week and I just really needed to see him and give him a big hug. I also wanted to relieve my brothers who were there to take care of Mom and Dad while he recovered. Dad is recovering nicely and was motivated to get better by pictures of his jolly little grandson. Mom says that the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/107849529526055464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=107849529526055464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107849529526055464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107849529526055464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/03/all-smiles.html' title='All Smiles'/><author><name>Antony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05217149941555455721</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-5025934.post-107760706688891338</id><published>2004-02-24T01:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T02:19:47.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i am so tired BUT</title><summary type='text'>I could title every entry this way from now on. The most important word in that phrase is "BUT." I am tired, and my life is dramatically different, BUT the many roles I play besides mom must go on, and in reality, very few people really care that much if I'm tired, and it's not all that important. Ok, I know there are some people will take offense to that, and I don't mean it in a harsh or whiny </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/107760706688891338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=107760706688891338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107760706688891338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107760706688891338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-am-so-tired-but.html' title='i am so tired BUT'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-107698665006816996</id><published>2004-02-16T21:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T22:01:29.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>required reading</title><summary type='text'>Christmas 1999 my mom gave me a book-a-day calendar. Each day offered a short review/description of a book. I have no idea how the selections were made because the calendar covered a large variety of topics and included recent publications and classics. Throughout the year I tucked away in a drawer the books that sounded most interesting either for me to read or to buy as a gift for friends. By </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/107698665006816996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=107698665006816996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107698665006816996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107698665006816996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/02/required-reading.html' title='required reading'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-107681294240028853</id><published>2004-02-14T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T21:46:28.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy valentine's day</title><summary type='text'>Cole's first Valentine's Day was spent sleeping, playing, eating, and pooping. It was a good day. We took a trip out to the stores to redeem some gift certificates and Cole got some new duds.  I also got a couple of new shirts with no spit-up stains because I have a business meeting this Wednesday with a new client. It's my first meeting since Cole was born, and the status of my wardrobe is still</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/107681294240028853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=107681294240028853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107681294240028853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107681294240028853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='happy valentine&apos;s day'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-107655190532770099</id><published>2004-02-11T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T21:13:33.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cole and the gang</title><summary type='text'>On Monday Cole had his first ever play date. Elaine and Mark brought Nina over in the afternoon so the babies could exchange valentines and we could exchange stories. It was the first time we held each other's babies because every other time we met someone was sick or sleeping. Nina is a little jumping bean! She is so much lighter and more delicate than Cole, but she is strong and bouncy. Her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/107655190532770099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=107655190532770099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107655190532770099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107655190532770099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/02/cole-and-gang.html' title='Cole and the gang'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-107633528378874694</id><published>2004-02-09T08:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T09:07:19.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Newsflash: Daddy Embarrasses Son</title><summary type='text'>Centreville, VA - 2.8.04According to Cole's mother, "Daddy is not allowed to dress Cole for school when he is old enough to attend!" A recent string of "missed snap" incidents have confounded and amused mother Kelly during her morning routines with Cole. "Sometimes I'll open up his sleep sack and Cole's foot will be sticking out of a gaping hole in his outfit. He doesn't seem to mind because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/107633528378874694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=107633528378874694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107633528378874694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107633528378874694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/02/newsflash-daddy-embarrasses-son.html' title='Newsflash: Daddy Embarrasses Son'/><author><name>Antony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05217149941555455721</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-5025934.post-107604412054090577</id><published>2004-02-06T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T12:56:45.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>anniversary</title><summary type='text'>Today the bean blog is one year old. At this time last year, I was staring at 2 pink lines and I was so scared I was literally shaking. Now I stare at Cole in disbelief. How could a tiny spark grow into this big bubbly baby in only one year? Cole greets me with a smile each morning and it surprises me and warms my heart every time. There is recognition and love in that smile of his, that smile </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/107604412054090577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=107604412054090577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107604412054090577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107604412054090577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/02/anniversary.html' title='anniversary'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-107560953050459991</id><published>2004-01-31T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T23:33:51.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>first laugh and other exciting news</title><summary type='text'>Cole had his first official laugh yesterday. He's made laugh-like sounds before, but yesterday there was no doubt. The little guy is developing a sense of humor. Tony was holding him and was doing slow motion squats...it was like slow-motion bouncing, and after each squat Cole's smile got bigger and bigger...until he couldn't help himself, and he laughed out loud. It was beautiful, like music.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/107560953050459991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=107560953050459991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107560953050459991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107560953050459991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/01/first-laugh-and-other-exciting-news.html' title='first laugh and other exciting news'/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-107539678993996307</id><published>2004-01-29T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T12:21:24.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The bottle</title><summary type='text'>I'm watching Cole this morning while Kelly goes to an eye appointment. It's a follow up check-up from her bout with the Bell's Palsy. So I played with Cole on the floor with his piano and his blankets. He's definitely at his best in the mornings.At 11 he was scheduled to take his bottle. It's been a week or so since the last time he took a bottle. I had him on my lap like Kelly does but he was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/107539678993996307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=107539678993996307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107539678993996307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107539678993996307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/01/bottle.html' title='The bottle'/><author><name>Antony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05217149941555455721</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-5025934.post-107517489179726771</id><published>2004-01-26T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T22:44:00.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>catching up </title><summary type='text'>Cole had his 3 month check-up on 1/14, and all went well. He's now 2 ounces shy of 16 lbs(!), and 23 1/2 inches tall. The pediatrician remarked that he was a very happy and healthy boy, and that the only thing he could see that Cole was missing is....a neck. He then added that he looks like a snowman. His most popular nickname at the moment is Chubbster. In the side bar, I've added a link to his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/feeds/107517489179726771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025934&amp;postID=107517489179726771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107517489179726771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025934/posts/default/107517489179726771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beanofhope.blogspot.com/2004/01/catching-up.html' title='catching up '/><author><name>Kelly Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15113835881546736655</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-5025934.post-107513481068491399</id><published>2004-01-26T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T11:36:09.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First time blogger, long time reader</title><summary type='text'>Good morning! This is Tony starting his guest blogging spot on Bean's blog. Kelly has graciously allowed me to post some of my thoughts on our beautiful son Cole. This weekend Kelly's mother and grandparents came down to visit. This was Mema and Pop's first encounter with the rugrat. All I can say is, Cole was all smiles all weekend long. 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