<?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-7206617677178436221</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:59:11.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gosselin's</title><subtitle type='html'>This is about me and my family trying to keep up with my two crazy sisters!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegosselins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7206617677178436221/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegosselins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Gosselin's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07622103998109264157</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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7206617677178436221.post-8361461170466754614</id><published>2009-02-06T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T11:45:54.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well another day to play catch up. It seems that ever since i had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yiorgos&lt;/span&gt; I've been playing catch up. Now all my family knows that when I, Samantha &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gosselin&lt;/span&gt; (formally a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mckay&lt;/span&gt;) plays catch up usually nothing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;happens&lt;/span&gt;. I am so lazy, it takes me hours just to do one thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299764234208035266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SYyLfd1KQcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/U-o-UgIXLyA/s200/P1010495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well not anymore. Here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; cleaning, cooking, being a mom and a wife. and no matter how hard i work it seems like i have to work harder to finish everything. I have to feed the baby,but he will be hungry in a couple hours. He now can manipulate his father to cry till he gets his mommy. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;caring&lt;/span&gt; a child all the time. And when i get some time when he naps I do a load of dishes only to have more then i did a couple hours later. I do laundry...only to have to do a lot more later. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; get it i feel so tired, cranky, and frustrated. I try so hard only to come up short in so many things. my home is a junk collector. And my good old nature would be to give up, stop what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; doing and just sit there and never move. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Luckily&lt;/span&gt; i am blessed. I have been blessed to be able to cook healthy meals, to have a washer and dryer in my home. I am also blessed because of my husband who tells me he is so proud of me. And lets not forget my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;darling Yiorgos&lt;/span&gt; who is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;precious&lt;/span&gt; and cute. his laugh and good nature that he has has been wonderful. I also want to express my great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;gratitude&lt;/span&gt; for my mom and my sisters. There &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;examples&lt;/span&gt; with there own children has given me the strength to be just like them. to lead my family in the gospel and to take care of them. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299764235227931250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SYyLfhoUonI/AAAAAAAAAFg/bcqoQiUZTFM/s200/P1010528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gabe tells people that his wife knows her place and they think he is being a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;chauvinist&lt;/span&gt; pig. People talk about a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;women's&lt;/span&gt; right and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;feminist&lt;/span&gt; and always trying to get out of the house and want to be the bread winners. I think that being home and taking care of a family is way more harder then working outside of the home. The level of support we need to give our husbands, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;confidence&lt;/span&gt; we have to show to them and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;others&lt;/span&gt;, even when we feel so insecure. Its tough! we have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;priorities&lt;/span&gt;, organize, sacrifice, love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;unconditionally&lt;/span&gt;, we have to laugh its the only way to get though the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that and looking at my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;adorable&lt;/span&gt; son sure helps me out. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299764241475981314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SYyLf45-UAI/AAAAAAAAAFo/fPH_hgjhvDo/s200/P1010492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a4afa0e59c0bc8f1" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7206617677178436221.post-6020138710044932996</id><published>2008-11-18T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T10:28:58.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chain mail</title><content type='html'>I was Tagged by Theresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;1.In grade 10&lt;br /&gt;2.Wrestling&lt;br /&gt;3.working at old fasion foods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things on my list for today...&lt;br /&gt;1.go for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;2.make supper.&lt;br /&gt;3.do the dishes&lt;br /&gt;4.finish the laundry&lt;br /&gt;5.pick up gabe&lt;br /&gt;6.try to get some sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snacks that I enjoy&lt;br /&gt;1. Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;2.cookies&lt;br /&gt;3.Apple pie (only moms pie)&lt;br /&gt;4.actually moms baking all around&lt;br /&gt;5. gummy candies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I would do if I was a millionaire&lt;br /&gt;1. Pay off debts&lt;br /&gt;2.Buy a house&lt;br /&gt;3. Buy the first electric car&lt;br /&gt;4. Go on a honeymoon somewhere hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places I have lived...&lt;br /&gt;1. Prince Albert&lt;br /&gt;2. Regina&lt;br /&gt;3.Edmonton&lt;br /&gt;4. Kingston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jobs I have had...&lt;br /&gt;1. Cashire&lt;br /&gt;2.Tim Hortons&lt;br /&gt;3. Phone consaltent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People I tag......&lt;br /&gt;1. nobody the people i do know already has done this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7206617677178436221-6020138710044932996?l=thegosselins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegosselins.blogspot.com/feeds/6020138710044932996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7206617677178436221&amp;postID=6020138710044932996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7206617677178436221/posts/default/6020138710044932996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7206617677178436221/posts/default/6020138710044932996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegosselins.blogspot.com/2008/11/chain-mail.html' title='Chain mail'/><author><name>The Gosselin's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07622103998109264157</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-7206617677178436221.post-7500840033908405305</id><published>2008-11-17T08:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T12:27:55.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270094428529167538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSMi9ek_DLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DnojMkek40g/s200/P1010306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here we have it. Its been one glorious and painful month since Yiorgos was born. There have been times when i thought i would never get enough &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSLVCB8hrNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/VYdm_dIlJog/s1600-h/P1010309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270008744835656914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSLVCB8hrNI/AAAAAAAAAEA/VYdm_dIlJog/s200/P1010309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sleep to make it through a day. There were times at night when i have been so frustrated and so tired that i had cried as i tried to sooth my child. I was tired and sore and I'm just able to take long walks at reasonable paces. That was the worst was healing and at some points unable to get out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that one month has past i can start to actually feel some what normal. well a normal mother that is. I don't think ill be a normal women for a long time. But that's OK i have my little Yiorgos to use as a excuse and what a cute one he is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSLXzcNh-3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/lOtMQeRtLUE/s1600-h/s593118505_1132723_5388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270011792723147634" style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSLXzcNh-3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/lOtMQeRtLUE/s200/s593118505_1132723_5388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSLqYnc6LvI/AAAAAAAAAEw/z6rAyf-8mSE/s1600-h/P1010373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270032222604898034" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSLqYnc6LvI/AAAAAAAAAEw/z6rAyf-8mSE/s200/P1010373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know i would not of been able to make it through this month without all those who were there to support me in this new experience. I first want to say thank you to my mom for raising me and my brothers and sisters. If i didn't have the experience i had from my little brothers and sister also my nephews, i would not have been able to handle the basic child care things. Also my mom was there to talk to and give me her advice and love and support that made me able to get through this all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSLXXwGcIjI/AAAAAAAAAEY/W0-QcCwBrVk/s1600-h/mom+g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270011317025776178" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSLXXwGcIjI/AAAAAAAAAEY/W0-QcCwBrVk/s200/mom+g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Secondly i would like to thank Laurie my mother in law. Who was here for the birth and the first 2 weeks. Laurie thank you. she helped me make it through the sleepless nights, helped me stay calm and breath through those nasty contractions, and she helped me around the house and fed me when i could barley move. especially when Gabe had to leave to Saskatchewan. I don't think i would have made it though without Laurie &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSLXM-yfUOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/boDKAQKtnLI/s1600-h/h+and+l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270011131990069474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSLXM-yfUOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/boDKAQKtnLI/s200/h+and+l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Also there was heather who was there for us. She has been a great help to us. we know that we can always rely on her to be here for us when we need the help. Its a lot of fun when she brings Ray and Janel her 2 daughters over to talk and play games. It nice to be able to just be ourselves with them around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSLqY5vvQUI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MbSMd2w7hTg/s1600-h/P1010338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270032227515711810" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSLqY5vvQUI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MbSMd2w7hTg/s200/P1010338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When Grandma Gosselin came it was also a lot of fun and she was a ton of help.  It was nice to see her interact with her great grandchild.  She also helped a ton with helping keep us feed and the house clean.  Also taking care of Yiorgos while i had some alone time.  Which was much appreciated.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSLqZEfiOdI/AAAAAAAAAFA/J0xfkg2ry24/s1600-h/P1010319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270032230400539090" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSLqZEfiOdI/AAAAAAAAAFA/J0xfkg2ry24/s200/P1010319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gabe and I would also like to thank everyone who was there to give us advice, and stuff for Yiorgos.  Thank you all.  We are very excited to have our little guy and cant wait for everyone to see him and get to hold him.  I think he is the most adorable baby in the world. But I'm biased.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSLXz2FtYGI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ldG5m5Mqg68/s1600-h/P1010285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270011799669661794" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSLXz2FtYGI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ldG5m5Mqg68/s200/P1010285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.                             &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSLqZrCLm4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/GGaSxvB6kxo/s1600-h/P1010346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270032240746404738" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSLqZrCLm4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/GGaSxvB6kxo/s200/P1010346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7206617677178436221-7500840033908405305?l=thegosselins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegosselins.blogspot.com/feeds/7500840033908405305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7206617677178436221&amp;postID=7500840033908405305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7206617677178436221/posts/default/7500840033908405305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7206617677178436221/posts/default/7500840033908405305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegosselins.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-month.html' title='One month'/><author><name>The Gosselin's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07622103998109264157</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SSMi9ek_DLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DnojMkek40g/s72-c/P1010306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7206617677178436221.post-8967371748244326569</id><published>2008-11-15T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T13:51:11.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yiorgos Lucas Gosselin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268989815127536978" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SR82Ug_T9VI/AAAAAAAAADI/r23eOQ3odto/s200/DSC_0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to welcome and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;interduce&lt;/span&gt; the newest part of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mckay&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gosselin&lt;/span&gt; family &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yiorgos&lt;/span&gt; Lucas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Gosselin&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SR9BLF2kLhI/AAAAAAAAADg/msh1Lma3eng/s1600-h/DSC_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269001747852176914" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SR9BLF2kLhI/AAAAAAAAADg/msh1Lma3eng/s200/DSC_0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This wonderful handsome boy was born on Oct 16&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SR9AmqU10gI/AAAAAAAAADY/XkbIahl4STk/s1600-h/DSC_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269001121987678722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SR9AmqU10gI/AAAAAAAAADY/XkbIahl4STk/s200/DSC_0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2008 at 2:12 pm. He was born at 8 lbs 11 Oz. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SR9AMwSDARI/AAAAAAAAADQ/psR1z-i0v50/s1600-h/DSC_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269000676909973778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SR9AMwSDARI/AAAAAAAAADQ/psR1z-i0v50/s200/DSC_0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thirty hours of labor later and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;emergancy&lt;/span&gt; c section i was blessed with this beautiful boy. These pictures are compliments of Theresa smith my sister and a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;phtographer&lt;/span&gt;. Her website is on the side &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Photosmith&lt;/span&gt; photography. There are more pictures there as well. Thanks Theresa for taking pictures of my special moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gabe and I are so happy to have him in our lives what a true blessing he is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SR9C62FIf_I/AAAAAAAAADo/5ylUZov_-Gw/s1600-h/samandyiorgos.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269003667763658738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SR9C62FIf_I/AAAAAAAAADo/5ylUZov_-Gw/s200/samandyiorgos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SR9DvxzJM2I/AAAAAAAAADw/XVQyVoIUOac/s1600-h/P1010263.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269004577147532130" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SR9DvxzJM2I/AAAAAAAAADw/XVQyVoIUOac/s200/P1010263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7206617677178436221-8967371748244326569?l=thegosselins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegosselins.blogspot.com/feeds/8967371748244326569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7206617677178436221&amp;postID=8967371748244326569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7206617677178436221/posts/default/8967371748244326569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7206617677178436221/posts/default/8967371748244326569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegosselins.blogspot.com/2008/11/yiorgos-lucas-gosselin.html' title='Yiorgos Lucas Gosselin'/><author><name>The Gosselin's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07622103998109264157</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/_P4u2k8oVWes/SR82Ug_T9VI/AAAAAAAAADI/r23eOQ3odto/s72-c/DSC_0042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7206617677178436221.post-8592961065747286970</id><published>2008-11-05T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T18:25:55.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fort Fright</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SRI1teR4y6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/vnER0rjxIe8/s1600-h/P1010238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265329969688005538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SRI1teR4y6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/vnER0rjxIe8/s200/P1010238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well it has been so long since i have made a post. So here i am to rededicate myself into sticking with the whole blogging thing. So when mom was here waiting for Yiorgos to make his appearance we decided to try to scare the baby out of me. The sounds of screaming that came from the fort could be heard all over the base. As we approached the door to enter the world of fear, this gruesome guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265335315672137394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SRI6kpn0_rI/AAAAAAAAACA/F-aEK3JKL8U/s200/P1010241.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Well i never thought it possible but here is proof my mom is a drunkard. Because of her antics it got her locked up in the stockades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There were many interesting things in there. My favorite was the dead horse that is still standing. Also the skeleton with the wings was moving and saying things to the one he had in his hand. It was quite the funny skit.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SRI9yo-Nx3I/AAAAAAAAACY/uQK4T8mbm-4/s1600-h/P1010250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265338854550652786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SRI9yo-Nx3I/AAAAAAAAACY/uQK4T8mbm-4/s200/P1010250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SRJN5SOua5I/AAAAAAAAACg/_vTafEGLiNQ/s1600-h/P1010244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265356560891014034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SRJN5SOua5I/AAAAAAAAACg/_vTafEGLiNQ/s200/P1010244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265336635474214178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SRI7xeRKfSI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-tRauVjfwk4/s200/P1010249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;There were many guards around that would hid away in corners and such. This guy sat on that ledge for 15 min we could not tell if he was real or fake. Other people were touching him and he still did not stir. Then when the time was right they would start moving and scare everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265356819436231074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SRJOIVYtWaI/AAAAAAAAACo/ymrCD7xMGCU/s200/P1010240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all i &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SRJPsZF3cOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nr0HMAXIMnM/s1600-h/P1010251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265358538417860834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SRJPsZF3cOI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nr0HMAXIMnM/s200/P1010251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;didn't scare the baby out of me. Which&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SRJO8UohvCI/AAAAAAAAACw/W8WPgpsaoAk/s1600-h/P1010254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265357712587340834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SRJO8UohvCI/AAAAAAAAACw/W8WPgpsaoAk/s200/P1010254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was unfortunate because mom didn't get to see Yiorgos. Also i was huge and i just wanted that baby out. This is of me and mom on the cannons at the fort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7206617677178436221-8592961065747286970?l=thegosselins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegosselins.blogspot.com/feeds/8592961065747286970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7206617677178436221&amp;postID=8592961065747286970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7206617677178436221/posts/default/8592961065747286970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7206617677178436221/posts/default/8592961065747286970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegosselins.blogspot.com/2008/11/fort-fright.html' title='Fort Fright'/><author><name>The Gosselin's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07622103998109264157</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SRI1teR4y6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/vnER0rjxIe8/s72-c/P1010238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7206617677178436221.post-9147444810673015991</id><published>2008-08-05T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T10:14:49.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>additional</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I wasn't sure what happened and then all of a sudden it was like wham you have been posted so this is just the last bit of our little hunnymoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These pictures of me and gabe early that morning seeing the falls for the first time.....well i saw them for the first time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJiJCX2ZmqI/AAAAAAAAABo/mQOngDU--es/s1600-h/P1010045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231081641045760674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJiJCX2ZmqI/AAAAAAAAABo/mQOngDU--es/s200/P1010045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJiJCOIXuNI/AAAAAAAAABg/JnvXJ7hoLa8/s1600-h/P1010042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231081638436780242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJiJCOIXuNI/AAAAAAAAABg/JnvXJ7hoLa8/s200/P1010042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The ones on our right are the canadian falls and the ones on the left are the american falls.  At night they light them up and it is really something to see unfortuantly we dont have thoes pictures developed yet that is if we took them i dont remember.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Downtown there are so many things to see.  like the wax museam and the world record place.  gabe is sitting in a replica of the the worlds tallest man's chair that he had.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJiJC4VbvsI/AAAAAAAAABw/jbHvGnuaTwU/s1600-h/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231081649765859010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJiJC4VbvsI/AAAAAAAAABw/jbHvGnuaTwU/s200/DSC00062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;    Well that pretty much ends our little adventure at the falls.  it was so much fun and when you guys comevisit we will take you.  just were going to avoid toront traffic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7206617677178436221-9147444810673015991?l=thegosselins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegosselins.blogspot.com/feeds/9147444810673015991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7206617677178436221&amp;postID=9147444810673015991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7206617677178436221/posts/default/9147444810673015991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7206617677178436221/posts/default/9147444810673015991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegosselins.blogspot.com/2008/08/additional.html' title='additional'/><author><name>The Gosselin's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07622103998109264157</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/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJiJCX2ZmqI/AAAAAAAAABo/mQOngDU--es/s72-c/P1010045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7206617677178436221.post-7288601437608233051</id><published>2008-08-05T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T09:11:01.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little about me......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                 Well, Any one who reads this or has any interest in this probably already knows me. My name is Samantha! and i am married to a wonderful guy named Dionysios or Gabe for short. I finally decided since my little one is almost here....Another month and a bit to go...yay! I thought that i would finally just start this and let all you people know out there in western canada how my life is going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Well about a month ago me and gabe finally went on a homeymoon. .&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJh2IqL7s_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/EllK504QsIo/s1600-h/Niagra+Falls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231060858326201330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJh2IqL7s_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/EllK504QsIo/s320/Niagra+Falls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well consindering it was a year and a half late and i was pregnant we went to Niagra Falls. which is only a short 4 hour drive. well 6 hrs if you get stuck in Toronto traffic and that is crazy in its self. We were there for 2 days and had a tonn of fun we went on the maid of the mist. which was when you go on the boat right at the bottem of the falls. We were very wet when we got back. This is the blue screen shot they gave us right before we got on the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJh3EhjoVYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KQvAWaXEyE0/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231061886801827202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJh3EhjoVYI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KQvAWaXEyE0/s200/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to the butterfly conservatory. There were hundreds of butter flys there it was so much fun walking around and taking pictures of all the different types of butterflys. This is my favorite picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;              There was also a bird santuary and we got to see a tucan&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJh4TWatVzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VqoSM1dxZTQ/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231063241021282098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJh4TWatVzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VqoSM1dxZTQ/s200/DSC00103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which i thought was pretty cool. There were many different types of birds there that i had no idea what type they were there. As we walked we had to make sure we d&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJh43D2ygzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ViLMtVofPR0/s1600-h/DSC00106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231063854514078514" style="FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand; IN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJh43D2ygzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ViLMtVofPR0/s200/DSC00106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;idn't get hit with any droopings from the birds. also there was a bird there that had just stood up to feed her young. The lady who worked there said that it was very rare for anyone who to see her reveal the baby. The male was always very close to help take care of the young. I really hope gabe is there like that. Then again he is known for worring to much and making a fuss. sometimes hes more of a mother hen then i am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;           While we were there in a different room there was a reptile guy &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJh4Ntckt2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/vwvxJPsgaPY/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231063144123905890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJh4Ntckt2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/vwvxJPsgaPY/s200/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;who had a bunch of different reptiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The snake i have around my neak is a Ball python. After seeing her gabe and i decided to get one of our own. she is fun and very easy to take&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJh4uk0lg8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/2P2qQpYyvVY/s1600-h/DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231063708744385474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJh4uk0lg8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/2P2qQpYyvVY/s200/DSC00081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; care of. Gabe is very happy with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also there is gabe holding a scorpian. i couldnt hold it i was to scared, but it was harmless the sting would only feel &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJh49-hKlWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Ah-mEyGwCk/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231063973340288354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJh49-hKlWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9Ah-mEyGwCk/s200/DSC00097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;like a bee sting. It was just to creepy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little guy was gabe couldn't get enough of.  It seemed that he was grinning and winking at us.  we couldn't resit taking a picture of him to show everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7206617677178436221-7288601437608233051?l=thegosselins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegosselins.blogspot.com/feeds/7288601437608233051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7206617677178436221&amp;postID=7288601437608233051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7206617677178436221/posts/default/7288601437608233051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7206617677178436221/posts/default/7288601437608233051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegosselins.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-about-me.html' title='A little about me......'/><author><name>The Gosselin's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07622103998109264157</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4u2k8oVWes/SJh2IqL7s_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/EllK504QsIo/s72-c/Niagra+Falls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
