<?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-644485124794578348</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:53:14.283-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wyatts World</title><subtitle type='html'>Wyatt was born Sept 10, 2009 at 7:07am</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-3117616365842622282</id><published>2011-03-30T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T19:55:49.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wyatt and his playtime</title><content type='html'>Wyatt loves his play time, almost as much as his story time at night.&amp;nbsp; As Wyatt was getting ready for bed the other night, and cleaning up, it must have been easier to wear the toys than carry them to put them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hDHZq7JIeM0/TZPIHYHjFYI/AAAAAAAAASY/GlY9avwzZuY/s1600/DSC00660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hDHZq7JIeM0/TZPIHYHjFYI/AAAAAAAAASY/GlY9avwzZuY/s320/DSC00660.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yeah, sometimes Wyatt gets daddy involved too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4FQ5P-UPGPI/TZPJAujN4dI/AAAAAAAAASg/GhctC_-zGH0/s1600/DSC00662.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4FQ5P-UPGPI/TZPJAujN4dI/AAAAAAAAASg/GhctC_-zGH0/s320/DSC00662.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And on a different note,&amp;nbsp; this last weekend we were able to introduce Wyatt to his new cousin Lincoln.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pSSuR6WVrLQ/TZPKQcQ7upI/AAAAAAAAASo/lu22EVB6wmU/s1600/DSC00664.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pSSuR6WVrLQ/TZPKQcQ7upI/AAAAAAAAASo/lu22EVB6wmU/s320/DSC00664.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just a few things that are noteworthy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Wyatt vocabulary is getting crazy!!&amp;nbsp; Some words are, like with all kids, hard to understand, but he knows exactly what he is saying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-One of Wyatts recurring patterns is to look at pictures, and list everyone in them.&amp;nbsp; He is right shockingly often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/644485124794578348-3117616365842622282?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/3117616365842622282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2011/03/wyatt-and-his-playtime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/3117616365842622282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/3117616365842622282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2011/03/wyatt-and-his-playtime.html' title='Wyatt and his playtime'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/-hDHZq7JIeM0/TZPIHYHjFYI/AAAAAAAAASY/GlY9avwzZuY/s72-c/DSC00660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-7942822277392357845</id><published>2011-03-11T20:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T20:20:44.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>18 months.....already!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we had Wyatts 18 month appointment to the doctor.&amp;nbsp; He got the second Hepatitis A shot, and was not overly thrilled with that experience, but otherwise did well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight was 29# 4oz, 85%.&lt;br /&gt;Height was 33", 60%.&lt;br /&gt;Head size was 19", 65%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, on the way home from daycare, I turned and asked Wyatt, "What are we going to do tonight Wyatt?"&lt;br /&gt;Quickly, he responded, "Eat.&amp;nbsp; Pitha!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Jean stopped and got pizza on her way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later tonight, Wyatt is doing his nightly ritual of finding a new place for every toy we have in the living room, when he grabs two of his stuffed monkeys, comes over to the couch, puts them on the couch, and proclaims, "One, Two!&amp;nbsp; Two monkeys!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-BYNIRe69lh8/TXrYP3GeoJI/AAAAAAAAASU/XpS2Dppk7PA/s1600/DSC00628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-BYNIRe69lh8/TXrYP3GeoJI/AAAAAAAAASU/XpS2Dppk7PA/s320/DSC00628.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This picture was taken Thursday morning.&amp;nbsp; As Wyatt was playing, he grabbed his monkey, his blanket, and his two hats.&amp;nbsp; One hat for the monkey, one for him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-7942822277392357845?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/7942822277392357845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2011/03/18-monthsalready.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/7942822277392357845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/7942822277392357845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2011/03/18-monthsalready.html' title='18 months.....already!'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-BYNIRe69lh8/TXrYP3GeoJI/AAAAAAAAASU/XpS2Dppk7PA/s72-c/DSC00628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-6656724994947678917</id><published>2011-03-08T21:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T21:07:59.389-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend with the family</title><content type='html'>This past weekend, we headed down to the St. Cloud area to spend some time with the family.&amp;nbsp; We had not been back there since early January, and it was really nice to see everyone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left late Friday, after we had fed Wyatt some "Pitha" (Pizza for those of you not familiar with Wyatt lingo quite yet), and giving him a bath.&amp;nbsp; We had decided to do it this way, so Wyatt would be close to his bedtime when he hit the car, and would maybe sleep for the ride.&amp;nbsp; He was asleep before we got out of town.&amp;nbsp; Friday night we arrived at Papa and Nana Kaproths, Wyatt spent some time showing them all the things he had learned, and went to be about an hour after arriving.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning, Jean and Nana Jan were off to Tracys baby shower.&amp;nbsp; Wyatt got to hang out with Papa Joe and daddy for awhile, including a trip to the local watering hole (Goodfellas Bar and Grill) for some lunch.&amp;nbsp; After lunch, Wyatt and I went and visited Great Grandma Dolores.&amp;nbsp; He always loves having an audience!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday afternoon, Papa Joe rode over to Cold Spring with Wyatt and I for some dinner at the Franks.&amp;nbsp; Wyatt got to see most of the uncle and aunts, and all of his cousins on the Frank side.&amp;nbsp; He ran and played with Keagan all night.&amp;nbsp; On the way back to Foley, he crashed hard.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning, we were invited to have breakfast with the Chapmans.&amp;nbsp; It was really good to see them again.&amp;nbsp; We sat and talked, as Wyatt tried to show Evan how it was all done.&amp;nbsp; After a bit of time, Evan reminded Wyatt how nice it is to sit back, and watch the world pass you by......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RKmteWoTN6I/TXbrlR9bglI/AAAAAAAAASM/KzBe3yiF5Yw/s1600/DSC00604.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RKmteWoTN6I/TXbrlR9bglI/AAAAAAAAASM/KzBe3yiF5Yw/s320/DSC00604.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As you can see, Evan is quite the ham, especially when the camera comes out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, it was back to Foley to load up the car, have some lunch, and watch a bit of NASCAR before heading back north.&amp;nbsp; Wyatt slept in the car, and was good for the time he was awake.&amp;nbsp; It is so nice knowing your child can handle the lifestyle you live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at daycare, they celebrated Mardi-Gras.&amp;nbsp; Wyatt got to make a mask, and pick out the colors.&amp;nbsp; Surprisingly to both Jean and I, when he was asked what colors, he said "Yellow" and "Red".&amp;nbsp; We were surprised by this, because no matter what color we ask Wyatt to name, his first answer is always "Purple".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JX3CbxsWyts/TXbrtYcM7RI/AAAAAAAAASQ/vmoAtxUoOIc/s1600/DSC00620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JX3CbxsWyts/TXbrtYcM7RI/AAAAAAAAASQ/vmoAtxUoOIc/s320/DSC00620.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-6656724994947678917?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/6656724994947678917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2011/03/weekend-with-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/6656724994947678917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/6656724994947678917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2011/03/weekend-with-family.html' title='Weekend with the family'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RKmteWoTN6I/TXbrlR9bglI/AAAAAAAAASM/KzBe3yiF5Yw/s72-c/DSC00604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-2117314138478101538</id><published>2011-02-28T20:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:55:19.295-06:00</updated><title type='text'>End of February</title><content type='html'>We are trying to get back into the swing of things with more regular blog updates.&amp;nbsp; Please bear with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Valentines day, we sent Wyatt to daycare in a shirt that Jean and I both love.&amp;nbsp; I saw this in a store when Wyatt was about 2 months old, and HAD to buy it.&amp;nbsp; I guess the time to wear it came at exactly the right time of year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sXv25BfamPo/TWxdQx7dS_I/AAAAAAAAAR8/l-57amp3roc/s1600/DSC00435.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sXv25BfamPo/TWxdQx7dS_I/AAAAAAAAAR8/l-57amp3roc/s320/DSC00435.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thats right folks, we are warning you ahead of time "Lock up your Daughters"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For Christmas, grandma and grandpa Kaproth made Wyatt a "Wyatt sized" table and chairs.&amp;nbsp; This has gotten to be a fun place for Wyatt to do his "Dot Dot Dots".&amp;nbsp; The old blueprints I get at work also make the cleanup much easier as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Ih4Ww47e4rk/TWxdXkzaZoI/AAAAAAAAASA/Pmz-Puqm4lg/s1600/DSC00536.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Ih4Ww47e4rk/TWxdXkzaZoI/AAAAAAAAASA/Pmz-Puqm4lg/s320/DSC00536.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DOT-DOT-DOT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A photo we just had to add:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dDMu80Dpbvk/TWxdezUydII/AAAAAAAAASE/ZDVhkuJnnBQ/s1600/DSC00539.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dDMu80Dpbvk/TWxdezUydII/AAAAAAAAASE/ZDVhkuJnnBQ/s320/DSC00539.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This weekend, Wyatt also took a bit of a tumble.&amp;nbsp; As near as we can tell, his tooth went through his lower lip.&amp;nbsp; He is in great spirits, and does not seem to be slowed down by the recent "Owie".&amp;nbsp; Not even his eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FkY9Abohl5Y/TWxdmHTNDAI/AAAAAAAAASI/1N6s3oldYn0/s1600/DSC00555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-FkY9Abohl5Y/TWxdmHTNDAI/AAAAAAAAASI/1N6s3oldYn0/s320/DSC00555.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its hard to see, but there is a pretty good wound inside his mouth, and even a small wound on the outside of his lip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/644485124794578348-2117314138478101538?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/2117314138478101538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2011/02/end-of-february.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/2117314138478101538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/2117314138478101538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2011/02/end-of-february.html' title='End of February'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sXv25BfamPo/TWxdQx7dS_I/AAAAAAAAAR8/l-57amp3roc/s72-c/DSC00435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-7933514156846451602</id><published>2011-02-21T20:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T20:49:01.827-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A large update to make up for lost time</title><content type='html'>I know it has been a long time, and there is a lot to catch up on, and I will do my best not to miss anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a crazy ride with Wyatt.&amp;nbsp; Over the summer, Wyatt learned to walk (at 10 months), learned he LOVED the water, and all around entertained us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H7PW9VYXB08/TWMexRObl6I/AAAAAAAAARQ/VfIqh3Gbemk/s1600/DSC07918.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H7PW9VYXB08/TWMexRObl6I/AAAAAAAAARQ/VfIqh3Gbemk/s320/DSC07918.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JPdXE3vTh7k/TWMdeCqHm1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Rzec5XAFeBk/s1600/DSC07737.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JPdXE3vTh7k/TWMdeCqHm1I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Rzec5XAFeBk/s320/DSC07737.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nNN-cIkGpWA/TWMepQz4-RI/AAAAAAAAARI/3bIjioUT9Ps/s1600/DSC07760.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nNN-cIkGpWA/TWMepQz4-RI/AAAAAAAAARI/3bIjioUT9Ps/s320/DSC07760.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R1faAKK3BOI/TWMeiDwUBfI/AAAAAAAAARE/DujAoyezEvM/s1600/DSC07652.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R1faAKK3BOI/TWMeiDwUBfI/AAAAAAAAARE/DujAoyezEvM/s320/DSC07652.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt has learned that there are 2 speeds in life:&amp;nbsp; Sleeping, and running.&amp;nbsp; This tends to keep mom and dad on their feet, and constantly going as well.&amp;nbsp; When Wyatts bedtime comes around, and he is all cuddled in for the night, a collective sigh of relief comes, as we finally get our break in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYEB3_Dtu0I/TWMeqSkeERI/AAAAAAAAARM/ncsf7-wrmBs/s1600/DSC07783s.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYEB3_Dtu0I/TWMeqSkeERI/AAAAAAAAARM/ncsf7-wrmBs/s320/DSC07783s.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As summer led to fall, Wyatts first birthday was upon us.&amp;nbsp; He already had alot of monkeys........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U_UrmKPew-c/TWMe_2WRMaI/AAAAAAAAARY/YFVatnk8peI/s1600/DSC08591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U_UrmKPew-c/TWMe_2WRMaI/AAAAAAAAARY/YFVatnk8peI/s320/DSC08591.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l5obJxYSMHI/TWMe48RRzjI/AAAAAAAAARU/TXlbmgvA3aw/s1600/DSC08313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l5obJxYSMHI/TWMe48RRzjI/AAAAAAAAARU/TXlbmgvA3aw/s320/DSC08313.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but we decided to go with a monkey theme anyway.&amp;nbsp; He seemed to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Krpv0OW3B3E/TWMfHVQDiFI/AAAAAAAAARc/JfqGYDUhKow/s1600/DSC08930.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Krpv0OW3B3E/TWMfHVQDiFI/AAAAAAAAARc/JfqGYDUhKow/s320/DSC08930.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wyatt helping dad get ready for a BWCA trip.&amp;nbsp; I think I see a future canoeist in the family!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8_Cf7eB1DeY/TWMfOekfUqI/AAAAAAAAARg/SxTSaLXTREM/s1600/DSC08991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8_Cf7eB1DeY/TWMfOekfUqI/AAAAAAAAARg/SxTSaLXTREM/s320/DSC08991.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Making a Jack-0-Lantern.&amp;nbsp; More honestly, looking for something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FA6z2WdOtuk/TWMfV5oXDXI/AAAAAAAAARk/m3j-3kXruxg/s1600/DSC09312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FA6z2WdOtuk/TWMfV5oXDXI/AAAAAAAAARk/m3j-3kXruxg/s640/DSC09312.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our little "Stinker" all dressed up for Halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TD0rsX1veg8/TWMfcxuriXI/AAAAAAAAARo/u0vKz20URg8/s1600/DSC09379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TD0rsX1veg8/TWMfcxuriXI/AAAAAAAAARo/u0vKz20URg8/s320/DSC09379.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wyatt with his Papa and Nana Kaproth and cousin Ruby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uHWGG7DWlss/TWMeVBDaoXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/IQO-JlFJ664/s1600/106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uHWGG7DWlss/TWMeVBDaoXI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/IQO-JlFJ664/s320/106.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wyatt with Papa and Nana Frank, and cousins Keagan, Nathan, and Brody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xtI4OcD_Cus/TWMfjEsRl2I/AAAAAAAAARs/8k-nfCIptzA/s1600/DSC09790.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xtI4OcD_Cus/TWMfjEsRl2I/AAAAAAAAARs/8k-nfCIptzA/s320/DSC09790.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wyatt all dressed up to head outside!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MGIS04Tn34Y/TWMebs43o7I/AAAAAAAAARA/c2N03nrAGb0/s1600/DSC00305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MGIS04Tn34Y/TWMebs43o7I/AAAAAAAAARA/c2N03nrAGb0/s320/DSC00305.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wyatt has been out in the cold for just over 5 minutes.&amp;nbsp; He is DONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--OBhvBTZmoY/TWMeSpwP1WI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/1v_axSEKfG0/s1600/IMG_5124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--OBhvBTZmoY/TWMeSpwP1WI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/1v_axSEKfG0/s400/IMG_5124.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jean, Wyatt and Jeff at Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/644485124794578348-7933514156846451602?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/7933514156846451602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2011/02/large-update-to-make-up-for-lost-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/7933514156846451602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/7933514156846451602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2011/02/large-update-to-make-up-for-lost-time.html' title='A large update to make up for lost time'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/-H7PW9VYXB08/TWMexRObl6I/AAAAAAAAARQ/VfIqh3Gbemk/s72-c/DSC07918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-6588642273039302455</id><published>2010-05-23T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T20:27:31.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S_nRNaFN-dI/AAAAAAAAAQA/McBQQX6ANzM/s1600/DSC06726.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S_nRNaFN-dI/AAAAAAAAAQA/McBQQX6ANzM/s320/DSC06726.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The other day we pulled a baby gift out of the closet for the first time.&amp;nbsp; Jean and I would both like to Thank Meranda, Ryan, and Ryella for the gift, as well as give them a stern look for buying something that does NOTHING but make noise.&amp;nbsp; Its a musical activity center that is on legs so Wyatt can stand up to it and play with it.&amp;nbsp; The first thing we noticed when we put the legs on and set it up (even though we noticed the box says for 12+ months) is that its too short already!!&amp;nbsp; Wyatt loves beating and banging on this thing, and in the last week or two, has already worn out the batteries.&amp;nbsp; The big question now, should we replace them??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S_nRGPs9u0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/Xn3F1LXFhbw/s1600/DSC06735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S_nRGPs9u0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/Xn3F1LXFhbw/s320/DSC06735.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The last time we went grocery shopping we bought a tub of pre-made pudding.&amp;nbsp; The purpose of this was not for our consumption but for that of something for Wyatt to play with and maybe do some art with.&amp;nbsp; As much as he loved playing with it, I saw fear, worry, concern, and many other emotions cross Jeans face.&amp;nbsp; None were because of Wyatts well being, but because of the mess that he was creating.&amp;nbsp; I however, was not worried.&amp;nbsp; I was going out to the garage as soon as he was done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your viewing pleasure, a short video of the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t_vdeOm36Ko&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t_vdeOm36Ko&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another video we have been meaning to share with you all, is Wyatt finding his shoe basket.&amp;nbsp; He loves pulling them out to play with them, and I have to say, the game we have come up with does make me smile as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KbGGJ8qD5jE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KbGGJ8qD5jE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S_nRU0IH-bI/AAAAAAAAAQI/J6e9NbIcVz4/s1600/DSC06745.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S_nRU0IH-bI/AAAAAAAAAQI/J6e9NbIcVz4/s320/DSC06745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today, Wyatt wanted to help out with some household chores we were doing.&amp;nbsp; He found it to be his job to help dad with some work stuff, and go through the blueprints for an upcoming project.&amp;nbsp; As much as I appreciate his help, and attention to detail on this, I think I am still waiting for one page to "come to pass".&amp;nbsp; Just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S_nRcTaekmI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/yrEJGMGp34s/s1600/DSC06751.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S_nRcTaekmI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/yrEJGMGp34s/s320/DSC06751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wyatt has also become very well read lately.&amp;nbsp; No matter how often we put them away, he always pulls his books back out and flips through them.&amp;nbsp; He has told me that he is working on a theory of a car that runs on water or something like that.&amp;nbsp; At least I think that what he said.&amp;nbsp; He gets into that technical jargon and it all seems like a different language to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S_nRjVav2XI/AAAAAAAAAQY/6ZSgNrWfKJk/s1600/DSC06755.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S_nRjVav2XI/AAAAAAAAAQY/6ZSgNrWfKJk/s320/DSC06755.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We also had a quick lesson on fishing this evening.&amp;nbsp; From as near as I can tell, the reason I havent been catching fish has to do with my legs actually coming over the front of the seat, and I have the boat in the water.&amp;nbsp; Just a guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-6588642273039302455?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/6588642273039302455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/05/other-day-we-pulled-baby-gift-out-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/6588642273039302455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/6588642273039302455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/05/other-day-we-pulled-baby-gift-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/S_nRNaFN-dI/AAAAAAAAAQA/McBQQX6ANzM/s72-c/DSC06726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-7761905741719376426</id><published>2010-05-11T20:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T20:55:15.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom and dad, the marathon runners......</title><content type='html'>Oh my how the time flies.&amp;nbsp; Part of me is totally amazed by the fact its been a month since a bona-fide update, and another part of me is saying, "Well, you have worn yourself out a bit lately chasing that kid around!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I will admit, I have never seen a young child or baby act like they were stiff or sore.&amp;nbsp; Kids just don't get that way, and sleeping is not exception. As an adult (or as close as I have ever been), if you sleep in a position your body is not used to, the next day you are miserable.&amp;nbsp; I am jealous of kids for that reason.&amp;nbsp; Every morning is a new adventure as to how Wyatt fell asleep, or moved into while he slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-nnyjJ3mQI/AAAAAAAAANs/NpF8-LpdaJM/s1600/DSC06167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-nnyjJ3mQI/AAAAAAAAANs/NpF8-LpdaJM/s320/DSC06167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Over the last month, we have also ventured to the park.&amp;nbsp; The nice early spring we had for awhile gave us that chance, and we took advantage.&amp;nbsp; Even though it was all very new to Wyatt, and probably a bit overwhelming, we did at least let him try a few new things while we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-nn6aKNBfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jyZcSuY99Ko/s1600/DSC06208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-nn6aKNBfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jyZcSuY99Ko/s320/DSC06208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, do I get fed in this chair too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-noB3PXfRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/VFLCw51vDJU/s1600/DSC06242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-noB3PXfRI/AAAAAAAAAN8/VFLCw51vDJU/s320/DSC06242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, mom, the only reason I am sitting still for a picture is so you guys don't send me down that slide again!&amp;nbsp; That thing is creepy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mobility that Wyatt has gained is astonishing.&amp;nbsp; He sits still for nothing, and they even have mentioned at daycare that "Wyatt does not let anything get in his way."&amp;nbsp; Even the things that he really should sit still for, and refuses to can get interesting.&amp;nbsp; I am not complaining, because Wyatt has been an awesome kid, and we have no complaints there, as well as I understand that every parent goes through this, but as a first time parent, I think anyone who has been there can agree, its interesting, and at times, funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-noJR1o-dI/AAAAAAAAAOE/5wYep7h8dlI/s1600/DSC06278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-noJR1o-dI/AAAAAAAAAOE/5wYep7h8dlI/s320/DSC06278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't remember this tub being this short last time I was in here.&amp;nbsp; Look, my feet touch the end now, and my head is all the way over here touching this side......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The warm weather also let us take Wyatt out into the yard to see what his reaction would be to that.&amp;nbsp; The good news, he sat still for nearly 2 minutes.&amp;nbsp; The bad, 2 minutes outside was almost too much.&amp;nbsp; Baby steps I guess.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-noRsRxAEI/AAAAAAAAAOM/WLtkf51uJjM/s1600/DSC06314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-noRsRxAEI/AAAAAAAAAOM/WLtkf51uJjM/s320/DSC06314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, its kinda soft like carpet, but tastes terrible!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a day over helping a friend of ours with some household chores while her husband is overseas in Iraq.&amp;nbsp; Her 5 year old daughter, Madison, and Wyatt got along great, and played together all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-noZhM53BI/AAAAAAAAAOU/qwnETSmwVd4/s1600/DSC06351.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-noZhM53BI/AAAAAAAAAOU/qwnETSmwVd4/s320/DSC06351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, sorry Madison, you are NOT going to be able to lift me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatts crawling has turned to climbing.&amp;nbsp; He has now turned every chair and piece of furniture in our house into a ladder.&amp;nbsp; This increases the time that we laugh and smile at him and with him, but also scares the crap out of us that he is growing up so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-noheJdb_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/J3u4ZuVmwVo/s1600/DSC06578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-noheJdb_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/J3u4ZuVmwVo/s320/DSC06578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, daddy, I am up, and I smiled for you, now will you PLEASE help me down?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y75s5_5y5eQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y75s5_5y5eQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time also came for Wyatts first haircut.&amp;nbsp; As you can see in some of the pictures above, his hair was actually long enough to get into his eyes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-nxObsmFEI/AAAAAAAAAPM/fCu01yC6xow/s1600/DSC06409.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-nxObsmFEI/AAAAAAAAAPM/fCu01yC6xow/s320/DSC06409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-nxW5KiKTI/AAAAAAAAAPU/a_qHuyoXIp4/s1600/DSC06414.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-nxW5KiKTI/AAAAAAAAAPU/a_qHuyoXIp4/s320/DSC06414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-nxeIvz9yI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Pw6etmFoBWI/s1600/DSC06487.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-nxeIvz9yI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Pw6etmFoBWI/s320/DSC06487.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend presented us with Mothers Day.&amp;nbsp; Wyatt woke up promptly at 5:30 as usual, and we let mommy sleep in.&amp;nbsp; That afternoon, we all met the rest of the Kaproth gang for supper at Banning Junction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-noouj8NQI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nfYrZuiOr88/s1600/DSC06589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-noouj8NQI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nfYrZuiOr88/s320/DSC06589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know I look pale, but really, its not me!&amp;nbsp; She is just that dark!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-novhVefFI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fxeVivGM7rc/s1600/DSC06584.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-novhVefFI/AAAAAAAAAOs/fxeVivGM7rc/s320/DSC06584.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what your all thinking, and I have no clue why our grandparents cant figure out this camera stuff!&amp;nbsp; Seriously, who are the babies here?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-nwCcVl_FI/AAAAAAAAAPE/vL444fnPYXE/s1600/DSC06284.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-nwCcVl_FI/AAAAAAAAAPE/vL444fnPYXE/s320/DSC06284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my parents are right! I AM CUTE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-no2KUBPNI/AAAAAAAAAO0/H8bLqSo_lN8/s1600/DSC06628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-no2KUBPNI/AAAAAAAAAO0/H8bLqSo_lN8/s320/DSC06628.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was also Wyatts 8 month birthday!&amp;nbsp; Here is the birthday photo we took for his timeline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-7761905741719376426?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/7761905741719376426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/05/mom-and-dad-marathon-runners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/7761905741719376426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/7761905741719376426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/05/mom-and-dad-marathon-runners.html' title='Mom and dad, the marathon runners......'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/S-nnyjJ3mQI/AAAAAAAAANs/NpF8-LpdaJM/s72-c/DSC06167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-3816211169831921938</id><published>2010-04-25T19:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T10:09:16.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your time has come! Cast your vote now!!</title><content type='html'>Well tomorrow (April 26th) at 10am is the start of round 6 of the cutest baby contest at &lt;a href="http://www.startribune.com/"&gt;http://www.startribune.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To vote for Wyatt, you need to sign up as a user, and vote &lt;a href="http://startribune.upickem.net/engine/Welcome.aspx?contestid=15579"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;(direct link &lt;a href="http://startribune.upickem.net/engine/Welcome.aspx?contestid=15579"&gt;http://startribune.upickem.net/engine/Welcome.aspx?contestid=15579&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture we have posted is the picture at the top of the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can vote every hour from April 26th at 10am until april 27th at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please vote often, as Wyatts college fund is a bit light yet!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-3816211169831921938?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/3816211169831921938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/04/your-time-has-come-cast-your-vote-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/3816211169831921938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/3816211169831921938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/04/your-time-has-come-cast-your-vote-now.html' title='Your time has come! Cast your vote now!!'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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-644485124794578348.post-5898308802049660381</id><published>2010-04-16T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T20:14:58.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please vote!!</title><content type='html'>We entered Wyatt into the Startribune.com cutest baby contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can vote for Wyatt April 26th at 10am until April 27th at 9am.&amp;nbsp; Lets all do what we can to get Wyatts college fund up another $1000!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://startribune.upickem.net/engine/Welcome.aspx?contestid=15579"&gt;http://startribune.upickem.net/engine/Welcome.aspx?contestid=15579&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-5898308802049660381?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/5898308802049660381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/04/please-vote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/5898308802049660381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/5898308802049660381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/04/please-vote.html' title='Please vote!!'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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-644485124794578348.post-4066204197461793146</id><published>2010-04-11T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:57:17.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The last few weeks......</title><content type='html'>The last few weeks have been a bit out of the norm for us.&amp;nbsp; Easter weekend brought us to Cold Spring on Saturday to spend some quality time with the Frank family.&amp;nbsp; Wyatt was a bit off normal himself , and as we drove to Foley Saturday night, it became clear why, when he got sick all over the back seat of the car.&amp;nbsp; Sunday morning we left Grandma and Grandpa Kaproths house early, without seeing any more family, to get home and try to get Wyatt on the mend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the week went on, Wyatt became closer and closer to his usual self, and by the end of the week, we had our Wyatt back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, on Wednesday, Jean called Jeff early in the morning, to tell him that Wyatts first tooth had come in!!&amp;nbsp; Another milestone reached!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend, Saturday brought us down to Andover for a little surprise party for Wyatts Aunt Jill.&amp;nbsp; It was her 30th (ok, its on the 17th, but its hard to surprise on the day, right??)&amp;nbsp; It was an 80s theme, and the costumes that came out were great!&amp;nbsp; Wyatt took part, along with his mom and dad, and we did what we could to bring the 80s back for just one night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S8J5SCRK5dI/AAAAAAAAANc/LvVAi69eYfE/s1600/DSC06037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S8J5SCRK5dI/AAAAAAAAANc/LvVAi69eYfE/s320/DSC06037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rocker mom, stylin' Wyatt, and lineman dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other notables, and pictures that I want to make sure I post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S8J4taHLmXI/AAAAAAAAAM0/EHh9E9_eSno/s1600/DSC05779.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S8J4taHLmXI/AAAAAAAAAM0/EHh9E9_eSno/s320/DSC05779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wyatt after his walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S8J41FQCISI/AAAAAAAAAM8/xTQOKw9nNGQ/s1600/DSC05782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S8J41FQCISI/AAAAAAAAAM8/xTQOKw9nNGQ/s320/DSC05782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Definitely Notable:&amp;nbsp; Wyatt has started crawling.&amp;nbsp; He does prefer however, to do what we call "The baby worm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S8J474FZ5nI/AAAAAAAAANE/emBm8qrzwwc/s1600/DSC05977.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S8J474FZ5nI/AAAAAAAAANE/emBm8qrzwwc/s320/DSC05977.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wyatt causing trouble in the bathtub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S8J5Kyc-MQI/AAAAAAAAANU/-B3W3xOIr2Y/s1600/DSC06031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S8J5Kyc-MQI/AAAAAAAAANU/-B3W3xOIr2Y/s320/DSC06031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wyatts car that Jeffs godson Devin made sure Wyatt had.&amp;nbsp; He is ready to drive already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S8J5Zzfsl_I/AAAAAAAAANk/r-onI9KFx2k/s1600/DSC06080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S8J5Zzfsl_I/AAAAAAAAANk/r-onI9KFx2k/s320/DSC06080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It became obvious to us that we were not always fast enough feeding Wyatt when he started taking the bottle away from us, and feeding himself.&amp;nbsp; As nice as this is, because it frees up some time to get something done, it also means he is growing up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S8J5DSsT8xI/AAAAAAAAANM/RwKpXkW72iI/s1600/DSC06012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S8J5DSsT8xI/AAAAAAAAANM/RwKpXkW72iI/s400/DSC06012.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Most notable, Saturday was also Wyatts 7 month birthday.&amp;nbsp; He has grown so much over the past months, that it is absolutely amazing.&amp;nbsp; We look forward to the next months and to see the changes that they bring!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-4066204197461793146?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/4066204197461793146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-few-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/4066204197461793146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/4066204197461793146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-few-weeks.html' title='The last few weeks......'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/S8J5SCRK5dI/AAAAAAAAANc/LvVAi69eYfE/s72-c/DSC06037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-559278491261253911</id><published>2010-03-26T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T20:30:34.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>+1 Mobility</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tonight was a big night.  Wyatt has found a way to increase mobility.  I am trying to avoid saying it, but, the truth is, Wyatt is crawling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S61eQf4kbwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ezyqCeSp_KI/s1600/DSC05712.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S61eQf4kbwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ezyqCeSp_KI/s320/DSC05712.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S61eYdNuinI/AAAAAAAAAMc/44kZQzi6Xl8/s1600/DSC05717.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S61eYdNuinI/AAAAAAAAAMc/44kZQzi6Xl8/s320/DSC05717.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, as bath time rolled around on Thursday, I grabbed the camera and snapped a few photos that turned out pretty nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Jean stayed upstairs for the party, as Wyatt and I hid out downstairs until all the women left.&amp;nbsp; Saturday morning Jean and all her sisters headed down to the cities to go shopping together.&amp;nbsp; Thanks to all of you for your help with Jeans shopping!!&amp;nbsp; While they were gone for the day, Wyatt and I hung out with Grandpa Ken, and after she got off work, Grandma Mary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night we headed over to Foley for the night, as Grandpa and Grandma Kaproth were getting home from their cruise, and needed a little Wyatt time.&amp;nbsp; Sunday morning, they finally got that.&amp;nbsp; We hung out in Foley for lunch, and a visit with Great-Grandma Dolores, before heading for home.&amp;nbsp; Wyatt had a great weekend, and little was astonishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got home on Sunday, Wyatt started up with a little different action that we are used to.&amp;nbsp; Late last week, Wyatt had on a few occasions uttered "MAMAMAMAMA" or "DADADADA", but on Sunday evening, "DADADADADADADADADA!!!" was everywhere!!!&amp;nbsp; Not only that, Wyatt, after about a week of coaxing by his parents, had started to clap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h4WdDoNHUl8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h4WdDoNHUl8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-4939729970034415199?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/4939729970034415199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-weekend-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/4939729970034415199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/4939729970034415199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-weekend-down.html' title='Another weekend down'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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-644485124794578348.post-4358390078446217098</id><published>2010-03-14T19:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T19:31:26.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>our uneventful weekend events...</title><content type='html'>Our weekend was one of the few that we did not end up with something planned.&amp;nbsp; Friday night we layed low around the house, with all three of us calling it an early night.&amp;nbsp; Saturday, we decided to run into Duluth to pick up a few of those things that were starting to get scarce around the house.&amp;nbsp; Wyatt did wonderful all day considering he was seldom out of his carrier.&amp;nbsp; On Sunday, Wyatt slept until nearly 7am.&amp;nbsp; Unless we take into consideration the fact of daylight savings time.....then he was up by his usual pre-6am smiles.&amp;nbsp; Sunday we spent the day around the house again, doing odd jobs, and ran to get some groceries.&amp;nbsp; We also took some time to swap out the car seats.&amp;nbsp; Wyatts carrier/base combo was swapped with his "big boy carseats" in both vehicles.&amp;nbsp; As this will probably be easier in the long run, its also a sign that our little guy is getting to be a big guy very quickly.&amp;nbsp; Wyatt also spent some time outside today.&amp;nbsp; I think he was more than slightly confused as to what all was going on, but we got a nice walk in with him anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S51-dvKpMfI/AAAAAAAAAME/GOpz2JqyndM/s1600-h/DSC05572.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S51-dvKpMfI/AAAAAAAAAME/GOpz2JqyndM/s320/DSC05572.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, I don't think he was thrilled, but it was fresh air &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost forgot to mention it, and another thing we probably would not have mentioned or blogged, but I was here anyway.&amp;nbsp; On Saturday both Wyatt and dad got new shoes.&amp;nbsp; Guess who is who in this picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S51-RLLG3AI/AAAAAAAAAL8/zu7znGH48WM/s1600-h/DSC05569.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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I almost couldn't tell a difference either!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-4358390078446217098?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/4358390078446217098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-uneventful-weekend-events.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/4358390078446217098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/4358390078446217098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-uneventful-weekend-events.html' title='our uneventful weekend events...'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/S51-dvKpMfI/AAAAAAAAAME/GOpz2JqyndM/s72-c/DSC05572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-5501685006437451766</id><published>2010-03-10T17:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:57:31.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies, and he is having fun!!</title><content type='html'>Just a quick note.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Wyatts 6 month birthday.&amp;nbsp; Happy birthday to our happy and silly little boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S5gxtnbBdKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/czL8mdvpqMQ/s1600-h/DSC05477.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S5gxtnbBdKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/czL8mdvpqMQ/s640/DSC05477.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-5501685006437451766?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/5501685006437451766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-flies-and-he-is-having-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/5501685006437451766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/5501685006437451766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-flies-and-he-is-having-fun.html' title='Time flies, and he is having fun!!'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/S5gxtnbBdKI/AAAAAAAAAL0/czL8mdvpqMQ/s72-c/DSC05477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-6544356968893181078</id><published>2010-03-09T19:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T19:22:21.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick little update on some exciting (but nerve racking) news</title><content type='html'>Just a quick note that I felt was worth blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean dropped Wyatt off at daycare today, and his teacher Susan asked if we were the type of the parents that didn't want to know if he did something at daycare.&amp;nbsp; Jean told her, no, we want to know, and are not the parents that wish to think that every "first" is going to happen right in front of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, Susan says, "Wyatt will be crawling soon.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday he was on all fours rocking back and forth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As exciting as this news is, its also very nerve racking to think that soon Wyatt will be even more mobile than he already is with rolling from point A to point B in about 2 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, something that would have gone unblogged, but since I am here anyway......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two mornings, as Wyatt woke up in the morning, he woke us in the usual manner of just playing and talking in his crib until we go in to get him.&amp;nbsp; However, the last two days were notable by the fact that both mornings, Wyatt was in his crib, with his pajamas fully zipped and buttoned up, but one arm worked loose and coming out the neck hole.&amp;nbsp; Wyatt "Houdini" Kaproth, or Wyatt "Tarzan" Kaproth, its up for a vote now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S5b0O4xuBVI/AAAAAAAAALs/WCUb4OI4l6Q/s1600-h/DSC05470.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S5b0O4xuBVI/AAAAAAAAALs/WCUb4OI4l6Q/s400/DSC05470.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-6544356968893181078?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/6544356968893181078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/03/quick-little-update-on-some-exciting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/6544356968893181078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/6544356968893181078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/03/quick-little-update-on-some-exciting.html' title='Quick little update on some exciting (but nerve racking) news'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/S5b0O4xuBVI/AAAAAAAAALs/WCUb4OI4l6Q/s72-c/DSC05470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-1010443561780210359</id><published>2010-03-07T17:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T17:36:23.829-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in review</title><content type='html'>Well, I want to start a little before the weekend.&amp;nbsp; On Friday, we had Wyatts 6 month appointment.&amp;nbsp; As a new parent this is a feeling that is hard to comprehend.&amp;nbsp; Our baby is 6 months old.&amp;nbsp; As I picked him up at the daycare, his had a light rattle in his chest that had been there a few days now, but had really progressed.&amp;nbsp; Not good to hear, but he was very happy, and as I said, we were going to the doctor anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in case you are not aware, his doctor is at the same clinic that Jean works at.&amp;nbsp; This means that as soon as Wyatt hits the door, he is swarmed and surrounded by women.&amp;nbsp; Like a champ, he plays it up to no end, and flirts his way through the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt is now 27" long (75 percentile), 20# 9oz. (90 percentile), and has a head circumference of 18" (90 percentile).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Schaefer also listened to his chest and lungs, and feels it is just an upper respiratory "thing", and leaned away from RSV.&amp;nbsp; Her recommendation was to get him back on the nebulizer that we had from his scare a month or two ago.&amp;nbsp; We gave him one treatment of the Neb before we left the clinic, and she had another listen.&amp;nbsp; She was very pleased with the difference after just one treatment.&amp;nbsp; This adds to our daily routine, but it really does seem to make a big difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, the family ventured out to Superior High School for a departure ceremony for the 950th clearance group.&amp;nbsp; One of Jeans co-workers (Danielle) had invited us to attend as her husband is going to Iraq for 13 months.&amp;nbsp; Thank you Billy for serving our country, and thank you Danielle, Bryce and Madison for giving Billy to our country for the next 13 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night we had a visit from Kari.&amp;nbsp; She was coming for the night to visit, and Wyatt again flirted his night, and the following sunday morning away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S5Q3ArAttDI/AAAAAAAAALk/_X-ORoOaEpI/s1600-h/DSC05462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S5Q3ArAttDI/AAAAAAAAALk/_X-ORoOaEpI/s320/DSC05462.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wyatt and his Girlfriend Kari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Wyatt also learned a new game on Sunday, and it was so much fun, we wanted to share it with all of you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ovYUK6YwLyU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ovYUK6YwLyU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/644485124794578348-1010443561780210359?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/1010443561780210359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/03/weekend-in-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/1010443561780210359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/1010443561780210359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/03/weekend-in-review.html' title='Weekend in review'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/S5Q3ArAttDI/AAAAAAAAALk/_X-ORoOaEpI/s72-c/DSC05462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-2784763521795329405</id><published>2010-02-28T19:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T19:33:26.375-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The last few days.....</title><content type='html'>Since our last post, Wyatt has had many visitors. The weekend of the 20th we had Aunt Amy, and Uncle Brad visit from Saturday into Sunday.&amp;nbsp; Wyatt enjoyed showing off all the abilities he had learned since he last saw them.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, the one thing he had not learned was telling mom and dad "Maybe you should take a picture of this", and thus, we have no photos of the visit.&amp;nbsp; On Sunday the 21st Wyatt loaded Jean and I into the car and said, "Take me to Ruby!", which worked out well, as it was the day of her baptism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S4sWSLwILOI/AAAAAAAAAKc/XUyYLc1hfXM/s1600-h/DSC05130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S4sWSLwILOI/AAAAAAAAAKc/XUyYLc1hfXM/s320/DSC05130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family at Rubys Baptism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S4sWVJlSVPI/AAAAAAAAAKk/K7nBQ9m1NNc/s1600-h/DSC05152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S4sWVJlSVPI/AAAAAAAAAKk/K7nBQ9m1NNc/s320/DSC05152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great-Grandma Kaproth with her two Great-Grandchildren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S4sWYzZEulI/AAAAAAAAAKs/seHuqeN8Dwg/s1600-h/DSC05251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S4sWYzZEulI/AAAAAAAAAKs/seHuqeN8Dwg/s320/DSC05251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wyatt making sure noboyd messed with Ruby!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On Monday night, Lisa, Dan, Mary and cousin Keagan came up to visit for a few days!&amp;nbsp; Another playmate!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S4sWjavNZtI/AAAAAAAAAK0/qiQwxvn73ew/s1600-h/DSC05321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S4sWjavNZtI/AAAAAAAAAK0/qiQwxvn73ew/s320/DSC05321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What up Cuz?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This weekend, we had a pretty laid back time on Saturday.&amp;nbsp; Wyatt enjoyed just playing by himself, and entertaining his parents all day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S4sWmUYohaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5ALMiJAZRD8/s1600-h/DSC05353.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S4sWmUYohaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5ALMiJAZRD8/s320/DSC05353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All too soon I will be able to do this all on my own mom!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S4sWyZPy9FI/AAAAAAAAALE/f1NB_grOeMw/s1600-h/DSC05373.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S4sWyZPy9FI/AAAAAAAAALE/f1NB_grOeMw/s320/DSC05373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didnt do ANYTHING!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S4sW6OSBy7I/AAAAAAAAALM/QktGwu8UqP0/s1600-h/DSC05378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S4sW6OSBy7I/AAAAAAAAALM/QktGwu8UqP0/s320/DSC05378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, maybe that smell was me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As the day turned to night, I suggested to Jean, that Wyatt, when he cleaned up his bowl of cereal and green beans, get a bonus of a taste of bananas.&amp;nbsp; What kid wouldn't like the taste of bananas when all they have had was veggies?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S4sXDaC4ifI/AAAAAAAAALU/QTG8ZLmJrIc/s1600-h/DSC05398.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S4sXDaC4ifI/AAAAAAAAALU/QTG8ZLmJrIc/s320/DSC05398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I guess, that would be Wyatt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Grandpa and Grandma Kaproth made the trip north to have some computer problems solved.&amp;nbsp; (I think it was just an excuse, as the computer repairs were not the priority once they walked in the door.)&amp;nbsp; Wyatt wore himself out showing off for his grandparents, and will more than likely be looking forward to the week at daycare to relax!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-2784763521795329405?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/2784763521795329405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-few-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/2784763521795329405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/2784763521795329405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-few-days.html' title='The last few days.....'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/S4sWSLwILOI/AAAAAAAAAKc/XUyYLc1hfXM/s72-c/DSC05130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-442561838441223154</id><published>2010-02-18T18:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:35:38.917-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our journey continues!</title><content type='html'>Our time since last entry has been as uneventful as life can be with such a youngster.&amp;nbsp; On Sunday the 14th, Wyatt experienced his first Daytona 500, and seemed to enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S33Ue4Iw7nI/AAAAAAAAAKE/BcFQsTbhHOc/s1600-h/DSC05038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S33Ue4Iw7nI/AAAAAAAAAKE/BcFQsTbhHOc/s400/DSC05038.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There is something about bright shiny cars I think that would get any guy interested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Monday morning, we sent Wyatt to daycare as a happy little boy, and he returned home that evening with what seems to be another cold.&amp;nbsp; He is in good spirits, but seems to be stuffed up.&amp;nbsp; As we looked back at some pictures, we noticed how long his hair has gotten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S33UgQ1zkmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xx7Fn8d9RCY/s1600-h/DSC04953.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S33UgQ1zkmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xx7Fn8d9RCY/s400/DSC04953.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt is a roller.&amp;nbsp; By that, I mean, he doesn't lay still.&amp;nbsp; If you lay him on the floor, DO NOT TURN YOUR BACK!!&amp;nbsp; As fast as you can turn around to grab something, he has rolled across the room, and is laughing at you from under the rocking chair.&amp;nbsp; He has even decided that sleeping on his back is not the way to go.&amp;nbsp; He has taken after dad, and sleeps on his tummy.&amp;nbsp; At daycare, we were told today, it is very common that he wiggles one foot outside the crib and sleeps like that.&amp;nbsp; Guess I can't really say that surprises me either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S33UeL9Zz8I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_Sg8_0MIbAA/s1600-h/DSC05077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S33UeL9Zz8I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_Sg8_0MIbAA/s400/DSC05077.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we also decided it was time for Wyatt to start "training his palate". He got to try his first flavor of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S33UINhhN8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/pfcjVziE7fs/s1600-h/DSC05102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S33UINhhN8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/pfcjVziE7fs/s320/DSC05102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, hes an eater....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;his first taste....&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S33UXHTOCEI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xSn4vXx6N1M/s1600-h/DSC05079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S33UXHTOCEI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xSn4vXx6N1M/s320/DSC05079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S33UMiDHwmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/w7jUZ3Z2Ypo/s1600-h/DSC05082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S33UMiDHwmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/w7jUZ3Z2Ypo/s320/DSC05082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And shortly after.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He seems to like anything we give him so far!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;One more photo that kind of explains itself, and gives us a glimpse into what Wyatts personality may bring us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S33UfhlioqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Zzebqua5pfc/s1600-h/DSC04988.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S33UfhlioqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Zzebqua5pfc/s320/DSC04988.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-442561838441223154?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/442561838441223154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-journey-continues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/442561838441223154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/442561838441223154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-journey-continues.html' title='Our journey continues!'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/S33Ue4Iw7nI/AAAAAAAAAKE/BcFQsTbhHOc/s72-c/DSC05038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-4012377565540571391</id><published>2010-02-10T18:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T18:48:50.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>They REALLY DO grow up quick!!</title><content type='html'>Well, here we are, Feb. 10th.&amp;nbsp; Today is officially Wyatts 5 month birthday.&amp;nbsp; It does not seem anywhere close to that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last week or so our happy son has been back.&amp;nbsp; Besides the fact that he was no longer sleeping through the night (he would wake up for an approx. 2am feeding), it was like he was never sick.&amp;nbsp; On Friday, we ventured south, and spent the night at Grandma and Grandpa Kaproths to break up the trip to Willmar MN for a wedding.&amp;nbsp; Saturday, we headed out of Foley, and to Cold Spring for a little Frank family time, as well as to pick up our babysitter for the night, before venturing off to the wedding.&amp;nbsp; We took Wyatt with us to the ceremony, and he was a great boy through the whole thing!&amp;nbsp; No noises, no fussiness, just a happy baby.&amp;nbsp; After the ceremony, we went back to the hotel, aunt Tracy said she would like to take him to the pool for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NOEUaiwbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/V4jg-tjRXsY/s1600-h/DSC04745.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NOEUaiwbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/V4jg-tjRXsY/s320/DSC04745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tracy stayed with Wyatt for the night, as we went to the reception, and dance.&amp;nbsp; He was very tired, and Tracy reported that he was a good boy all night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We stopped by Litchfield on our way back north and had Breakfast at Main Street Cafe, which Lisa and Dan own.&amp;nbsp; After a bit more time there, and a delicious meal, we ventured back into the snow, and to Foley to see Jill, Tyler, and of course, Ruby.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NOqbKmu8I/AAAAAAAAAIU/UIEo1NdU8pU/s1600-h/DSC04839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NOqbKmu8I/AAAAAAAAAIU/UIEo1NdU8pU/s320/DSC04839.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The four generations of Kaproths all together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in Foley, we picked up the car that we purchased from Jill and Tyler for Jean, and had lunch with the family.&amp;nbsp; We left early to try to beat as much of the storm as we could, as well as to get home to watch the Super Bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NPNE_dbZI/AAAAAAAAAIc/CsTdW0pkG8U/s1600-h/DSC04855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NPNE_dbZI/AAAAAAAAAIc/CsTdW0pkG8U/s320/DSC04855.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wyatt sporting his new favorite shirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We also decided it was time to try to get Wyatt on a cereal diet, and that we would try every night at supper time to see how he handled it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NPznfTTWI/AAAAAAAAAIs/3Ygg88M2Gqs/s1600-h/DSC04860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NPznfTTWI/AAAAAAAAAIs/3Ygg88M2Gqs/s320/DSC04860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U8OlWEYZsF0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U8OlWEYZsF0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NP3j6EtWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/lJ0pfGSEO5Q/s1600-h/DSC04872.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NP3j6EtWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/lJ0pfGSEO5Q/s320/DSC04872.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am thinking he is OK with it.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This morning, on Wyatts birthday, we also had a little surprise FROM Wyatt.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He is now (OK, so far just once, but hey it happened) holding his bottle by himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NP7JYZv7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/cTMYhKaFSMM/s1600-h/DSC04887.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NP7JYZv7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/cTMYhKaFSMM/s320/DSC04887.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And, some birthday photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NQjrweTbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/pMFjL_v1Xps/s1600-h/DSC04895.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NQjrweTbI/AAAAAAAAAJE/pMFjL_v1Xps/s320/DSC04895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NQmRKkqGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/QaCUzsnfki8/s1600-h/DSC04904.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NQmRKkqGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/QaCUzsnfki8/s320/DSC04904.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NQrKjroHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/v6vvHPBl_do/s1600-h/DSC04915.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NQrKjroHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/v6vvHPBl_do/s320/DSC04915.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-4012377565540571391?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/4012377565540571391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/02/they-really-do-grow-up-quick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/4012377565540571391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/4012377565540571391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/02/they-really-do-grow-up-quick.html' title='They REALLY DO grow up quick!!'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/S3NOEUaiwbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/V4jg-tjRXsY/s72-c/DSC04745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-8152324355782536758</id><published>2010-02-01T19:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T19:02:34.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The smiles are returning.....</title><content type='html'>Since last Sunday, we have seen a different side of Wyatt.&amp;nbsp; As the week went on, his nights of sleeping through the night were becoming non-existent again, and he just did not seem to be his chipper self.&amp;nbsp; On Wednesday, his eyes started to look "goopy" and we were concerned for his health.&amp;nbsp; As I woke him up on Thursday, his eyes matted shut, and his breathing sounding very labored, I mentioned to Jean that maybe we should bring him in.&amp;nbsp; She talked to his doctor, who by the way is the BEST DOCTOR EVER!, and she fit him into her already booked schedule to check on his well-being.&amp;nbsp; When I arrived at the daycare to pick him up, a sign was hung on the door, notifying parents that "There is three cases of Croup, and one confirmed case of Bacterial Pneumonia in the infant room".&amp;nbsp; GREAT!&amp;nbsp; As Dr. Schaefer first laid eyes on Wyatt, she mentions&amp;nbsp; that this is not the Wyatt she remembers.&amp;nbsp; She looked him over, and said she wanted to put him on Prednisone, Azithromycin, and a nebulizer.&amp;nbsp; She said he was headed down the road of the Pneumonia, but not quite there yet.&amp;nbsp; We got home Thursday and got Wyatt started on the solution!!&amp;nbsp; He is not a big fan of the medicine via syringes, but is getting better with them.&amp;nbsp; The nebulizer went well the first time, he got fussy about it after that, and lately, holds it in front of his mouth himself!&amp;nbsp; He seems to be much better after a Friday at home with dad, and Monday home with mom just to make sure he gets well!! Thank you for all the concern, prayers, and well wishes.&amp;nbsp; Wyatt smiles whenever he gets to talk to his distant family on the phone to hear their support (followed shortly after with him attempting to eat the phone).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S2d43WCvOzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bh6CNqPVxj8/s1600-h/DSC04461.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S2d43WCvOzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bh6CNqPVxj8/s320/DSC04461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wyatt and his Nebulizer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S2d5C6WNR2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/AHLnh0p4hfI/s1600-h/DSC04470.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S2d5C6WNR2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/AHLnh0p4hfI/s320/DSC04470.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This bath photo was too cute to ignore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S2d5S3ox2ZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vcC5a-gSue8/s1600-h/DSC04655.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S2d5S3ox2ZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vcC5a-gSue8/s320/DSC04655.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just hangin as mom and dad get supper ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S2d5htfaXQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/gw9AwAToX-8/s1600-h/DSC04681.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S2d5htfaXQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/gw9AwAToX-8/s320/DSC04681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wyatt back to his chipper self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-8152324355782536758?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/8152324355782536758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/02/smiles-are-returning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/8152324355782536758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/8152324355782536758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/02/smiles-are-returning.html' title='The smiles are returning.....'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/S2d43WCvOzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bh6CNqPVxj8/s72-c/DSC04461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-8592682465182799313</id><published>2010-01-24T08:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T09:00:35.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekly update</title><content type='html'>Wyatt had a good week this last week with few exceptions.&amp;nbsp; Daycare continues to tell us that he is one of the easiest kids for them to take care of (discount worthy??), and he is always a good baby, even on his bad days, that are very few and far between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot of noteworthy items from this week.&amp;nbsp; Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday all went off without a hitch.&amp;nbsp; As you read above, Wyatt does have a bad day now and then, and Thursday was the first time our friends at Think-and-Play saw this.&amp;nbsp; He was acting tired and fussy all day for them, and never really slept.&amp;nbsp; When Jean got home from picking him up, he was sleeping, and slept for about an hour, as he usually does around that time for us, and woke up to a happy, and smiley baby for us for the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was PJ day at daycare, so Wyatt got to wear his PJs all day.&amp;nbsp; I think he enjoyed this, because as I picked him up, he was laying on the floor, playing with his feet, that are covered in monkeys, and laughing and smiling.&amp;nbsp; He saw me, gave a big giggle, and I asked him if his good mood was because he got to wear is Jammies all day.&amp;nbsp; Another big giggle for dad, and the two working in the daycare room both laughed and smiled because it was so big!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after we got home Friday, company arrived.&amp;nbsp; Eric and Christy Chapman came up for a quick visit for the night.&amp;nbsp; Wyatt enjoyed seeing them again, and really took a liking to Eric (but then again, most do!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Eric and Christy left to return home, and Wyatt had another attempt at cereal.&amp;nbsp; He did clean out the bowl, but wanted a bottle as soon as he did finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1xeKLk_ETI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wiI2Ubq1XXk/s1600-h/DSC04420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1xeKLk_ETI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wiI2Ubq1XXk/s320/DSC04420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wyatt while he ate........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1xeV55gUsI/AAAAAAAAAHE/LQdAr1DGsJE/s1600-h/DSC04423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1xeV55gUsI/AAAAAAAAAHE/LQdAr1DGsJE/s320/DSC04423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and immediately following&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There has been a lot of talk both ways on who Wyatt looks like.&amp;nbsp; My opinion is, he has Jeans nose, mouth, and dimples.&amp;nbsp; The rest seems to be very much dad.&amp;nbsp; Even our attire seems to match on some days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1xe01ovwBI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DIQOKDLt8Mw/s1600-h/DSC04416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1xe01ovwBI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DIQOKDLt8Mw/s320/DSC04416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nuff said......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today, as Jean and I were having a bite for breakfast, we had Wyatt in his "Activity Saucer" by the patio door.&amp;nbsp; At this moment I realized that at times, kids can be so different from each other.&amp;nbsp; When winter first started we read of Wyatts cousin Ruby crying every time she saw snow fall.&amp;nbsp; Today, as the large flakes fell here in Cloquet, Wyatt was mesmerized. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1xffHIre0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/kVVXPwKsJu8/s1600-h/DSC04427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1xffHIre0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/kVVXPwKsJu8/s320/DSC04427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/644485124794578348-8592682465182799313?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/8592682465182799313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/01/weekly-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/8592682465182799313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/8592682465182799313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/01/weekly-update.html' title='The weekly update'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1xeKLk_ETI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wiI2Ubq1XXk/s72-c/DSC04420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-3420939041537615869</id><published>2010-01-17T15:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T15:22:58.768-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick note I forgot to add....</title><content type='html'>One thing I forgot to add in my last post.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are somewhere around 3 weeks without a Nuk.&amp;nbsp; Wyatt has no intention to use it, pushes it away, and has pretty much told us to put them away.&amp;nbsp; You guys are all correct, THEY GROW UP FAST!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-3420939041537615869?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/3420939041537615869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/01/quick-note-i-forgot-to-add.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/3420939041537615869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/3420939041537615869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/01/quick-note-i-forgot-to-add.html' title='Quick note I forgot to add....'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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-644485124794578348.post-7133567726123615083</id><published>2010-01-16T17:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T17:35:04.268-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My how the time does fly........</title><content type='html'>When Wyatt was first born, Jean and I were both aware of the life changes we would be experiencing quite soon.&amp;nbsp; We also knew that these were going to be some the proudest, happiest years of our life ahead of us, and we both embraced that thought fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are, four months later, and I am just making the time to get an update on our blog.&amp;nbsp; Its not that I have had no time, but the time I have had, have been spent looking at Wyatt to catch the changes that seem to be happening so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As any new parent is, I was quite proud of our new little addition.&amp;nbsp; He was such a big boy from the start, and almost immediately able to hold his head up on his own.&amp;nbsp; The amazement of what someone of his age is capable of, compared to what I was expecting to see, totally caught me off guard.&amp;nbsp; Call it ignorance, call it a lack of experience, call it whatever you wish, I am calling it proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like four months is such a long time, but in reality, what is four months really in the life of your child?&amp;nbsp; Right now, its his entire lifetime, but in a short time, it will be a blip on the radar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have mentioned, he started to amaze us nearly instantly. His big eyes were noticed early on in life, and have turned into the eyes of his father.&amp;nbsp; The bright blue eyes will make you forgive him for whatever it was you were just upset about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S00uYGClqCI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dswVABW-ouU/s1600-h/P9100231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S00uYGClqCI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dswVABW-ouU/s320/P9100231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wyatt the day he was born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S00vM3EfFiI/AAAAAAAAAFk/W4t6COvQg2E/s1600-h/P9130271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S00vM3EfFiI/AAAAAAAAAFk/W4t6COvQg2E/s320/P9130271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wyatt the day we brought him home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now, I will be the first to admit, when we went out for dinner on Sept 8, 2009 for our anniversary, I told Jean that I was not sure if I was really ready to be a dad yet.&amp;nbsp; It was right around Sept 14, 2009 when we made our first trip out to Wal-Mart in town here for those few things we never thought of, that I was pushing the cart, with Wyatt in his carrier, looking up at me, when I looked at Jean and said, "Jean, I am ready now".&amp;nbsp; Leave it to me to always be a few days late, but hey, at least I was ready!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jean spent 8 weeks at home with Wyatt, after which she was ready to head back for adult interaction.&amp;nbsp; The first week of being at home, Jeans mom Mary spent the week with us, which was a lifesaver!!&amp;nbsp; The first weekend, we headed back to the St Cloud area to introduce the newest Kaproth around, and brought Grandma Mary back home.&amp;nbsp; On the trip north, Grandma Jan joined us for 3 days.&amp;nbsp; Again, thank you for the help both of you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As the weeks click by, many things happened that amazed us with Wyatt.&amp;nbsp; Not all things were because of Wyatt however.&amp;nbsp; As I have posted (one of the few since he was born), on Oct. 23, Ruby Grace Engquist was born to my sister and brother in law.&amp;nbsp; The family continues to grow on my side, and my parents (grandma and grandpa Kaproth) could not be more proud!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In the end of October, Halloween to be exact, The Kaproths ventured down to Andover to spend the day with the Engquists.&amp;nbsp; Tyler offered to take me to the Gophers football game, which I thoroughly enjoyed, as Jean, Jill, Wyatt and Ruby spent the night at the Engquists house.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JEoNIzZvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/j879s36j0eY/s1600-h/DSC03103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JEoNIzZvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/j879s36j0eY/s320/DSC03103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Wyatt spent the night (OK, only an hour or so) as a monkey.&amp;nbsp; Ruby spent the night as a gift basket of sorts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thanksgiving gave us the opportunity to introduce Wyatt to the extended family from North Carolina.&amp;nbsp; Wyatt handled the chaos of the Kaproth/Wojo combo like a pro.&amp;nbsp; Frank thanksgiving gave the grandkids on that side some time to cause some trouble together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JM_GVLxdI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zCaWzGy3Qew/s1600-h/DSC03567.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JM_GVLxdI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zCaWzGy3Qew/s320/DSC03567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wyatt and Keagan at Thanksgiving re-enacting Oliver Twist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Come christmas, Wyatt again got to see alot of family, and the photo ops were never-ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JF5zAab1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/KyS3FULECP0/s1600-h/DSC03779.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JF5zAab1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/KyS3FULECP0/s320/DSC03779.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Kaproth family at Christmas 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JF9USehwI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wwc7QnodjDQ/s1600-h/DSC03861.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JF9USehwI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wwc7QnodjDQ/s320/DSC03861.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The new gifts the Kaproth clan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JGA8glYrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/mWRuwzEE_wg/s1600-h/DSC03813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JGA8glYrI/AAAAAAAAAGE/mWRuwzEE_wg/s320/DSC03813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All dressed up, and unable to move themselves!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Wyatt continues to bring us joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JGs_0CpyI/AAAAAAAAAGM/8kKZALxWyaI/s1600-h/DSC02825.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JGs_0CpyI/AAAAAAAAAGM/8kKZALxWyaI/s320/DSC02825.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wyatt at one month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JGtvew_mI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JyVIJXA76PU/s1600-h/DSC03297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JGtvew_mI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JyVIJXA76PU/s320/DSC03297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wyatt at two months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JGzFP3VrI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3pZchTKfNX4/s1600-h/DSC03667.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JGzFP3VrI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3pZchTKfNX4/s320/DSC03667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wyatt at three months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JHNfSy7RI/AAAAAAAAAGk/RvnktN8M3ME/s1600-h/DSC04095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JHNfSy7RI/AAAAAAAAAGk/RvnktN8M3ME/s320/DSC04095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wyatt at four months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today, January 16th, 2010, I promise to make a better effort to keep this blog updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;With that, todays update would read that Wyatt got to try cereal for the first time today.&amp;nbsp; He seemed to do well with it, and lasted through the first 100 or so photos before he wanted to end the charade and have his bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JI7nlCqhI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kBf6r-Fc3nY/s1600-h/DSC04167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/S1JI7nlCqhI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kBf6r-Fc3nY/s320/DSC04167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We decided to give this a shot, as we had already experienced a first just a few short minutes earlier.&amp;nbsp; As he had just woke up for a nap on the living room floor, he was starring at us and smiling.&amp;nbsp; Jean and I were both watching him, and he gave a push, and rolled over for the first time (at least thats what we are going to believe). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Again, I promise to keep you more up to date on our new little man, and look forward to sharing all the more with you as it happens!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/644485124794578348-7133567726123615083?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/7133567726123615083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-how-time-does-fly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/7133567726123615083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/7133567726123615083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-how-time-does-fly.html' title='My how the time does fly........'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/S00uYGClqCI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dswVABW-ouU/s72-c/P9100231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-1916832690415792604</id><published>2009-10-23T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T13:39:57.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The YOUNGER cousin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SuH4Qoif6ZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hGq7j48RPlQ/s1600-h/IMG_6930.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SuH4Qoif6ZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hGq7j48RPlQ/s320/IMG_6930.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wyatts first girl cousin, and first younger cousin was born today 11/23 at 11:47.&amp;nbsp; 8# 1oz.&amp;nbsp; 20.5".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; For more details, check out their blog with the link on this page.&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/644485124794578348-1916832690415792604?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/1916832690415792604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/10/younger-cousin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/1916832690415792604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/1916832690415792604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/10/younger-cousin.html' title='The YOUNGER cousin'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/SuH4Qoif6ZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hGq7j48RPlQ/s72-c/IMG_6930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-4768286071621103929</id><published>2009-10-21T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:16:03.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>After some time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, we have been home for some just over a month now, and we feel like we may finally be getting this parenting thing figured out.&amp;nbsp; Wyatt does make that easy, as he is a very good child.&amp;nbsp; He is to the point of sleeping for 5-6 hours at night, and does not fuss or cry unless something is really wrong with him.&amp;nbsp; All in all, very content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/St-7lm8CznI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pycOWFp2QVI/s1600-h/DSC02828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/St-7lm8CznI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pycOWFp2QVI/s320/DSC02828.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tummy time started off being a very good thing, as he seemed to love it.&amp;nbsp; Now, it seems to turn him into his grandpa Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/St-8B1_YX8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/dMUbG_CBjGA/s1600-h/DSC02832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/St-8B1_YX8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/dMUbG_CBjGA/s320/DSC02832.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Wyatt is a very big boy.&amp;nbsp; He has the hands of his father, and his grandpa Ken, and we are attempting to document his life as much as we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/St-8Jn9Ok3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/VxPEPfw50NI/s1600-h/DSC02836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/St-8Jn9Ok3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/VxPEPfw50NI/s320/DSC02836.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/St-8hK8mLSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/uGPjc4O1hhE/s1600-h/DSC02892.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/St-8hK8mLSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/uGPjc4O1hhE/s320/DSC02892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have mentioned that he is sleeping 5-6 hours a night, which means about 1 wake up for us (mostly Jean) at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/St-8QgH_CJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/E3tQDYpVkqg/s1600-h/DSC02854.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/St-8QgH_CJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/E3tQDYpVkqg/s320/DSC02854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bath time is always interesting to see what gets wet.&amp;nbsp; The floor, the table, and sometimes its not water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/St-8Yem-k4I/AAAAAAAAAEc/SE1s2fcMQnw/s1600-h/DSC02872.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/St-8Yem-k4I/AAAAAAAAAEc/SE1s2fcMQnw/s320/DSC02872.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/St-8o7gbbMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/JvqYYDjWgts/s1600-h/DSC02904.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/St-8o7gbbMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/JvqYYDjWgts/s320/DSC02904.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Generally happy, sometimes mad.&amp;nbsp; Either way, hes a keeper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/St-9BRiHCNI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0aelfmFRqOY/s1600-h/DSC02947.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/St-9BRiHCNI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0aelfmFRqOY/s320/DSC02947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-4768286071621103929?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/4768286071621103929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-some-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/4768286071621103929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/4768286071621103929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-some-time.html' title='After some time'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/St-7lm8CznI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pycOWFp2QVI/s72-c/DSC02828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-1433326495667529235</id><published>2009-09-11T11:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T12:04:14.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The big update....</title><content type='html'>On September 10, 2009, at 7:07am, Jean gave birth to a 8lb 12.7oz, 20.7" baby boy.  We named him Wyatt Kenneth.  As I am sure every father does, I think he is beautiful.  The end result of all the time spent is a very perfect picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, getting to our bundle of joy was not as exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were scheduled to be induced on Wednesday, 9/9/09.  We arrived at the hospital around 6:30am, and I was SET on a 9/9/09 baby.  Jean was set on Pitocin and the waiting game began.  Not alot to talk about for the next hours.  Contractions finally started around 3:30 or so, and around 6:45pm our OB, Dr. Johnson, broke Jeans water.  Now things were going to happen!! Yeah, right.  At 9:50 they decided to insert a IUP (measures contraction intensity and frequency), as well as a Fetal Heart monitor onto Wyatts head since we were having difficulty with the external monitor.  The contractions were getting more and more intense starting at around 7:30 or so, and at 10:10 Jean finally requested her Epidural, since the intensity has really shot up at 10 when her water did finally let loose.  Her savior arrived around 10:30, and by 10:40 Jean was ready to nap, as the pain was gone.  We were given some time (from about 1 until 3) to try to sleep, but as anyone who has been in the hospital knows, the visits every 20 minutes from the nurses greatly limit the quality you get.  Around 3am, our nurse came in to check Jeans cervix and announces, "Your set, time to start pushing".  Around 3:15 Jean started the process, and made great strides very quickly.  It was not long before the doctor showed me my sons head, and we kept going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5:45 the nurse mentions that things are not really progressing anymore.  She called the doctor, and when she arrived, we were informed that forceps and the vacuum were not options due to the babys position.  She also mentioned that Wyatt was face up (not good) and also in a sort of twisted position, and she felt the only chance for vaginal birth was to turn the baby.  Wyatt disagreed, and to prove his early life stubbornness, a C-section was requested.  The look on Jeans face nearly brought me to my knees.  She had went through 3 hours of pushing, being prodded, and whatever else, and now, they were going to surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surgery went extremely well, and mom and baby are doing fine.  He is a big boy, with a 14" head, and also has the hand size to prove it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SqqCaTrFxfI/AAAAAAAAADs/8WofqnGilZA/s1600-h/DSC02265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SqqCaTrFxfI/AAAAAAAAADs/8WofqnGilZA/s400/DSC02265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380256093316695538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SqqC4LyeeNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/qyVnHjgIJLs/s1600-h/DSC02238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SqqC4LyeeNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/qyVnHjgIJLs/s400/DSC02238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380256606596266194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-1433326495667529235?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/1433326495667529235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/09/big-update.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/1433326495667529235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/1433326495667529235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/09/big-update.html' title='The big update....'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/SqqCaTrFxfI/AAAAAAAAADs/8WofqnGilZA/s72-c/DSC02265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-6129557816632191370</id><published>2009-09-10T13:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T13:37:33.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just photos now, update later....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SqlHMyXCERI/AAAAAAAAADk/sH05Z7cAu2Q/s1600-h/DSC02229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SqlHMyXCERI/AAAAAAAAADk/sH05Z7cAu2Q/s400/DSC02229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379909514873147666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SqlHFvzE-CI/AAAAAAAAADc/ncD4lke5I1Y/s1600-h/DSC02226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SqlHFvzE-CI/AAAAAAAAADc/ncD4lke5I1Y/s400/DSC02226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379909393926387746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SqlG8sLE7OI/AAAAAAAAADU/JFWn8F92hMM/s1600-h/DSC02219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SqlG8sLE7OI/AAAAAAAAADU/JFWn8F92hMM/s400/DSC02219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379909238334483682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SqlG3H_qmBI/AAAAAAAAADM/T95QCVP0s18/s1600-h/DSC02216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SqlG3H_qmBI/AAAAAAAAADM/T95QCVP0s18/s400/DSC02216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379909142723598354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-6129557816632191370?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/6129557816632191370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-photos-now-update-later.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/6129557816632191370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/6129557816632191370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-photos-now-update-later.html' title='Just photos now, update later....'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/SqlHMyXCERI/AAAAAAAAADk/sH05Z7cAu2Q/s72-c/DSC02229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-5021052016500297310</id><published>2009-09-08T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:43:02.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The final pre-baby post.....</title><content type='html'>I can honestly say, that this will be the final pre-baby post.  Tomorrow, 9/9/09, Jean and I need to be at St. Lukes birthing center at 6:30am to have the labor induced.  As much as I know Jean is not looking forward to the idea of induced labor, she is also fairly happy to have this phase behind her.  We both are anxious, nervous, excited, scared, and ecstatic to be parents!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep you all posted, and hope to have pictures up soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-5021052016500297310?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/5021052016500297310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/09/final-pre-baby-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/5021052016500297310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/5021052016500297310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/09/final-pre-baby-post.html' title='The final pre-baby post.....'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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-644485124794578348.post-3878319444292727665</id><published>2009-09-01T19:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T19:59:56.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The light at the end of the tunnel??</title><content type='html'>It is all getting very close.  Its almost surreal.  Here we are, within a week of our due date, and it feels like only weeks ago we were telling everyone that we were expecting.  Wow how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it through the weekend, and The Lutgen wedding.  We were both very glad we made it, and had a great time.  It will be nice to someday explain to little BK that they were able to attend their godparents wedding, and how much their parents both appreciate that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with the weekend over, we are trying to catch up on some sleep, and relaxing a bit with the inevitable truth around the corner that we will soon be parents, and up approximately one time a night for the next few weeks.  (A guy can dream, and please, don't wreck this for me!!)  Last night, Monday night, as we were laying in bed, the contractions started.  They are small, and inconsistent, but nonetheless there.  I guess what this means, is there is no denying it, soon, we will be parents!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-3878319444292727665?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/3878319444292727665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/09/light-at-end-of-tunnel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/3878319444292727665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/3878319444292727665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/09/light-at-end-of-tunnel.html' title='The light at the end of the tunnel??'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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-644485124794578348.post-6199773378461174671</id><published>2009-08-24T18:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T18:47:52.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>well, another hurdle cleared!!</title><content type='html'>Just returned from visiting with Dr. Johnson again.  The visit started very well, with them calling Jean back just about immediately.  They took her blood pressure and weight as usual, gained 1 lb, and blood pressure was right on!  (Its always lower when I drive her there, higher when she has to drive downtown on her own.  She will deny this, but facts dont lie.)  She is still dilated to 2Cm, right where she was on Wednesday, and the cervix is about 50% efaced.  The head has moved down slightly, but we still have time.  All this led to the one question on most (OK, all of the Frank clan, and 50% of the Kaproth clan) have wanted to know--Will Jean make it to Tracys wedding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the doctor, as long as Jean has no contractions, and feels OK on Friday, she sees no problem in Jean attending the wedding.  Good news!!  We did, just to be safe, get a paper copy of all her pre-natal information in the event something odd does happen.  Now, my challenge for all you readers, we need to keep her calm and relaxed all weekend!!  No letting her get excited because the bagels seem dry at the hair-do place!  No letting her get worked up because the bride didnt show up!!  Lets all work together to keep her calm!!  Take Care, and thanks everyone for all the well wishes and thoughts and prayers we have been receiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-6199773378461174671?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/6199773378461174671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-another-hurdle-cleared.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/6199773378461174671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/6199773378461174671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-another-hurdle-cleared.html' title='well, another hurdle cleared!!'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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-644485124794578348.post-7068358629349008119</id><published>2009-08-23T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T19:48:29.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing with the cousins</title><content type='html'>Today, Jean and I ventured south to Andover for Jills baby shower.  While we were there, we gave the soon-t0-be-cousins some time to become acquainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SpHi60cLhMI/AAAAAAAAADE/iA9uL9hOK1g/s1600-h/DSC01407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SpHi60cLhMI/AAAAAAAAADE/iA9uL9hOK1g/s400/DSC01407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373325330566841538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean had a OB appointment again on Wednesday, and all is still looking good!  Heart rate was 150, and she is dilated to 2Cm.  Next appointment, TOMORROW!!  Hope we get the OK to attend the wedding this coming Saturday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-7068358629349008119?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/7068358629349008119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/08/playing-with-cousins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/7068358629349008119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/7068358629349008119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/08/playing-with-cousins.html' title='Playing with the cousins'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/SpHi60cLhMI/AAAAAAAAADE/iA9uL9hOK1g/s72-c/DSC01407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-85795314213059393</id><published>2009-08-16T18:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:29:30.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the baby room one step closer to complete!</title><content type='html'>Grandpa and Grandma Kaproth delivered the final big pieces of the baby room today.  It looks so perfect in there, its like a page out of a catalog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SoiUeWFVVxI/AAAAAAAAACs/N3Nl6tXa5po/s1600-h/DSC01392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SoiUeWFVVxI/AAAAAAAAACs/N3Nl6tXa5po/s400/DSC01392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370705804684252946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SoiVFpgj6_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/NJYKck1a6h0/s1600-h/DSC01393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SoiVFpgj6_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/NJYKck1a6h0/s400/DSC01393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370706479913626610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SoiVcu89TmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xr6KazL5tgE/s1600-h/DSC01397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SoiVcu89TmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xr6KazL5tgE/s400/DSC01397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370706876511899234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In mommy news, Wednesday Jean had another OB appointment.  She did test positive for Strep B, so she will need to undergo some antibiotics during labor.  Heart rate is at 160 this visit.  Jean is Dialated to 1Cm and 30% efaced at this point.  Next appointment, is Wednesday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-85795314213059393?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/85795314213059393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-room-one-step-closer-to-complete.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/85795314213059393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/85795314213059393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-room-one-step-closer-to-complete.html' title='the baby room one step closer to complete!'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/SoiUeWFVVxI/AAAAAAAAACs/N3Nl6tXa5po/s72-c/DSC01392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-766886718300381712</id><published>2009-08-06T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:06:49.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Info in brief....</title><content type='html'>Another Doctors appointment yesterday.  Our regular OB is having some medical problems of her own, so we did not get to see her, we saw another OB from St. Lukes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything looked very good according to the doc.  The heartbeat was 150, and Jean is slightly dilated (Less than 1 Cm).  Not much more to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone for all the gifts at the baby shower!!  Our house is now full of baby stuff, and is really making reality set in!!  Your generosity is not unnoticed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-766886718300381712?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/766886718300381712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/08/info-in-brief.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/766886718300381712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/766886718300381712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/08/info-in-brief.html' title='Info in brief....'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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-644485124794578348.post-3353664227197070057</id><published>2009-07-18T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T18:42:13.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthing Coach=General Distraction</title><content type='html'>So, for a quick update........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean had her 32 week appointment on Wednesday of this week.  She is right on track as far as size goes (like the doctor would tell her if she was bigger than usual!!).  Baby heartbeat was at 140, the same as last check-up.  Starting in August, the appointments go weekly so they can keep a closer eye on her, and be prepared for the big day!  Her hands and feet have become swollen as of late, so she has been forced to "surrender" her wedding ring.  This week has also been a breakthrough on other fronts.  Jean, early in the week, realized that she could eat nuts now, without Gall pain, and "agreed" to go out for Chinese food to see if the deep fried would aggravate her anymore.  No such problems, and it appears as the gall problems may be a thing of the past.  Keep your fingers crossed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different front, Friday, we had the first labor and delivery class.  Its alot of information coming at you very quickly, but is also very informative and really helped us feel more prepared for our new arrival.  After the class, we returned home, and as we were getting ready for bed, I reached over to rub her belly, and felt the baby give me a high-five!! I told Jean about it, and she asked, "How do you know it was a hand?"  I had no clue, but it really did feel like a hand.  Soon (seconds really) after, Jean was feeling in the same spot, and all of a sudden, (say it with me folks, you can all hear her saying it) says, "Oh My God!!"  She had felt the same thing and agreed, must be a hand!  Class was also 9-4 on Saturday and continued at the fast, but informative pace.  So glad we attended!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-3353664227197070057?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/3353664227197070057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthing-coachgeneral-distraction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/3353664227197070057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/3353664227197070057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthing-coachgeneral-distraction.html' title='Birthing Coach=General Distraction'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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-644485124794578348.post-8896902296641631444</id><published>2009-06-17T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:00:32.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They got legs, and know how to use them!!</title><content type='html'>Well, this week we have finally SEEN the baby kick.  For me, its similar to watching Jean when shes had too much spicy food, as she sits there stares and rubs her belly.  There is a obvious bump that appears for a split second, and then Jean says, "Did you see that?"  Very cool to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean had another OB appointment today, and all is good.  To my surprise, she passed her test and does not have "The Sugar", or as the doctors call it, Gestational diabetes.  The heart rate was at 150, and I guess it was very loud and obvious.  Dr. Johnson says everything looks good, which is always good to hear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-8896902296641631444?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/8896902296641631444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/06/they-got-legs-and-know-how-to-use-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/8896902296641631444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/8896902296641631444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/06/they-got-legs-and-know-how-to-use-them.html' title='They got legs, and know how to use them!!'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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-644485124794578348.post-4177658746298013153</id><published>2009-06-01T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:01:38.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The big daddy update......</title><content type='html'>Today we had another ultrasound.  Last time there were a few things that they did not feel they saw as well as they would like, and wanted to see some more.  Little BK however, had different ideas, and was stubborn.  The doctor got to see what she wanted, but BK did not give the photo opportunities that they have in the past. BK was curled up in a ball with the right arm covering half the face, and the left leg up across the other half and foot above the head.  Quite a flexible little demon we are going to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SiSGEw57VJI/AAAAAAAAABc/LQWiatKQn6A/s1600-h/KAPROTH_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SiSGEw57VJI/AAAAAAAAABc/LQWiatKQn6A/s400/KAPROTH_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342542474373715090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is a profile shot of BKs head.  You can make out a nose, and other facial features.  Below is a spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SiSGeyFtYiI/AAAAAAAAABs/dIpzqEtu-xU/s1600-h/KAPROTH_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SiSGeyFtYiI/AAAAAAAAABs/dIpzqEtu-xU/s400/KAPROTH_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342542921368166946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you may ask, how is this information "The big daddy update......".  The reason is, for so much of the process, dad takes a backseat and watches, just as the rest of the world does.  But today, Daddy got to feel the baby kick for the first time!  Jean has been feeling it for some time (see below, and she still tells me to shhhhhh sometimes), but today, after the ultrasound, we were at our friend Mikes house, and Jean mentioned that the baby was kicking.  I got up, went across the room, and put my hand on her belly.  A very pronounced kick came soon after.  Jean said it was one of the biggest she had felt.  Showing off and performing for daddy--this is gonna be one good kid!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-4177658746298013153?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/4177658746298013153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-daddy-update.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/4177658746298013153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/4177658746298013153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-daddy-update.html' title='The big daddy update......'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/SiSGEw57VJI/AAAAAAAAABc/LQWiatKQn6A/s72-c/KAPROTH_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-5953260836125434384</id><published>2009-05-01T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T20:52:23.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The second ultrasound</title><content type='html'>Today we had our Ultrasound.  It still amazes me how much you can see, and how realistic things are.  Both the grand-mothers came with, and we all turned our back to make sure nobody knows the sex of the baby.  Mary did try very hard to buy the lady off, but she was very good to keep her honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see in this picture, you can see the head on the left, the arm coming across the chest, the ribs and the knees up to the chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SfuluC5YY7I/AAAAAAAAABM/UVg90H7Y_fA/s1600-h/KAPROTH1_8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SfuluC5YY7I/AAAAAAAAABM/UVg90H7Y_fA/s400/KAPROTH1_8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331036794393224114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here is a photo from the 4D system.  The lifelike features from the womb are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SfulgOXaR-I/AAAAAAAAABE/a8kFdOZpwfg/s1600-h/KAPROTH1_11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SfulgOXaR-I/AAAAAAAAABE/a8kFdOZpwfg/s400/KAPROTH1_11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331036556953798626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last one was so quick, everyone missed it but the lady running the ultrasound machine.  Lucky for us, she has "Instant Replay" and could back it up for us.  HELLO MOM AND DAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SfumdEu57iI/AAAAAAAAABU/72DL7EFWbAU/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SfumdEu57iI/AAAAAAAAABU/72DL7EFWbAU/s400/IMG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331037602340007458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heartbeat was 129 this go-round.  We have another ultrasound scheduled for June 1st, to look at the heart again, because the position of the baby this time did not give them a good look at it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-5953260836125434384?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/5953260836125434384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/05/second-ultrasound.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/5953260836125434384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/5953260836125434384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/05/second-ultrasound.html' title='The second ultrasound'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/SfuluC5YY7I/AAAAAAAAABM/UVg90H7Y_fA/s72-c/KAPROTH1_8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-6367547374186813823</id><published>2009-04-28T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T18:09:35.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The first kick......</title><content type='html'>Well, Jean felt the first kick last night.  She had always hoped it happened at home, and not at work, so I would be there for it.  I guess you can say that I was.  Here is how it all went down.....(vision goes blurry and fades to monday night bedtime)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff is watching Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives, and Jean is just crawling into bed after her long evening ordeal of getting ready for bed.  Jean just gets comfy, and Jeff shuts off the TV.  Jean says, "What was that? Was that........" in one of her famous let the end trail off and give no indication if she heard someone break in, the furnace just kick in, or any other of 1 million things she could be talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff says "What, what did you hear?"&lt;br /&gt;Jean, "SHHHHH"&lt;br /&gt;Jeff sits quietly as to not upset the pregnant lady.&lt;br /&gt;Jean, "I think the baby just kicked"&lt;br /&gt;Jeff, "Really, where?" while reaching out to touch her belly and try to feel it myself.&lt;br /&gt;Jean, "SHHHHHHH!!"&lt;br /&gt;Jeff, "Why, does being quiet make you feel it better?"&lt;br /&gt;Jean, "Yeah, just shut up!"&lt;br /&gt;Jeff, "This is stupid"&lt;br /&gt;Jean, "I wonder if thats what it was?"&lt;br /&gt;Jeff, affraid to say anything, drifts off into a peaceful slumber, for approximately 20 minutes before his wife has to pee........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Vision fades back to modern day, current time)&lt;br /&gt;So thats how it happened folks.  Jean is pretty sure its a girl now, as to the fact that its been lazy, and not doing anything for such a long time, and boys are so "busy".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-6367547374186813823?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/6367547374186813823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-kick.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/6367547374186813823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/6367547374186813823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-kick.html' title='The first kick......'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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-644485124794578348.post-5967899053007191369</id><published>2009-04-01T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:46:50.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeans talk with the Doc today......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SdP8CLrVS-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/R3eJx9pK-lA/s1600-h/bks+time+magazine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SdP8CLrVS-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/R3eJx9pK-lA/s400/bks+time+magazine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319872699279166434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean had another appointment today, and everything was good!  The heartbeat was at 150 this time around, so for all you believers, you may want to go change your vote now........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the gall bladder is concerned, it seems to be a big guessing game.  One day, she can eat something, 2 days later, eat the same thing, and have pains.  I guess its one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next appointment is the ultrasound, and is scheduled for May 1st.  We are not going to find out the sex before the birth, so hopefully nobody notices the penis or lack thereof!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-5967899053007191369?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/5967899053007191369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/04/jeans-talk-with-doc-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/5967899053007191369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/5967899053007191369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/04/jeans-talk-with-doc-today.html' title='Jeans talk with the Doc today......'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/SdP8CLrVS-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/R3eJx9pK-lA/s72-c/bks+time+magazine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-2198372065357130290</id><published>2009-03-23T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T18:32:16.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on mommys condition</title><content type='html'>Well, last time I updated, I mentioned that Jean was having some pains.  The ultrasound showed what a general surgeon feels is gall stones, and thinks should be left alone until after the baby has been born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a chance that the pains will go away post-birth, and there is a chance that the gall bladder will need to come out.  Only time will answer that question.  We are going to monitor her diet, and try to figure out what exactly it is causing the discomfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond that, the deposit is down on our daycare.  We are going to be sending our little one to "Think -n- Play Learning Center" in Esko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean is really starting to show, and she has mentioned that she thinks she has "Pregnancy Nose".  I am still not real sure what that is, but she doesn't seem to be too happy about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-2198372065357130290?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/2198372065357130290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-on-mommys-condition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/2198372065357130290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/2198372065357130290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-on-mommys-condition.html' title='Update on mommys condition'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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-644485124794578348.post-2842480252797320908</id><published>2009-03-08T19:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:52:01.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SbRoHlkkq3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/TxN1IWTLl08/s1600-h/baby+kaproth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SbRoHlkkq3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/TxN1IWTLl08/s400/baby+kaproth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310984340130540402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-2842480252797320908?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/2842480252797320908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/2842480252797320908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/2842480252797320908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/SbRoHlkkq3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/TxN1IWTLl08/s72-c/baby+kaproth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-2117840786267661237</id><published>2009-03-04T17:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T17:54:32.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Todays news......</title><content type='html'>Jean had another doctors appointment today.  The heartbeat was good, and fell from 174 last time to 155 or so this time.  Does that mean its a boy?  Only time will tell.  Jean has gained 1 pound, so I guess thats good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean has had some pains in her side after she eats.  The doctor wants to do a ultra-sound of her Gall Bladder to make sure that is not the culprit, and it may just be pregnancy constipation. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have spent a few nights over the last few weeks, looking at some child care centers in the area, and have narrowed it down to a couple.   We both have liked Think and Play Learning Center in Esko, as well as Li'l Lumberjacks in the Cloquet High School.  We will be making that decision soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-2117840786267661237?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/2117840786267661237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/03/todays-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/2117840786267661237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/2117840786267661237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/03/todays-news.html' title='Todays news......'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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-644485124794578348.post-3683611912068643108</id><published>2009-02-04T16:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:55:06.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SYocvmZfheI/AAAAAAAAAAM/j4anzhVH3as/s1600-h/Baby+Kaproth+1st+Ultra+Sound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_by4wLFnQGhs/SYocvmZfheI/AAAAAAAAAAM/j4anzhVH3as/s400/Baby+Kaproth+1st+Ultra+Sound.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299079515641710050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today we had our first ultrasound of Baby Kaproth.  Its the 4D ultrasound, which is almost a bit scary how much it looks like a person already, and is only a small bit over 1" long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-3683611912068643108?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/3683611912068643108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-today-we-had-our-first-ultrasound.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/3683611912068643108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/3683611912068643108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-today-we-had-our-first-ultrasound.html' title=''/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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/_by4wLFnQGhs/SYocvmZfheI/AAAAAAAAAAM/j4anzhVH3as/s72-c/Baby+Kaproth+1st+Ultra+Sound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-644485124794578348.post-5258586684028336511</id><published>2009-02-01T10:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T10:45:25.482-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First OB</title><content type='html'>Our first OB appointment is on Feb. 4.  We should learn a few things there, and look forward to sharing it all with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-5258586684028336511?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/5258586684028336511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-ob.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/5258586684028336511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/5258586684028336511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-ob.html' title='First OB'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</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-644485124794578348.post-5105883842287100890</id><published>2009-01-25T10:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T10:04:48.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Everyone</title><content type='html'>Hello, and welcome to the blog that we have set up to keep our friends and family informed on our first child.  Jean is due at a current estimation of Aug 31, 2009, and we are very excited.  More to come soon, but we wanted to get started here now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/644485124794578348-5105883842287100890?l=kaproth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/feeds/5105883842287100890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-everyone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/5105883842287100890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/644485124794578348/posts/default/5105883842287100890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kaproth.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-everyone.html' title='Hello Everyone'/><author><name>The Kaproths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10964400895776123005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
