<?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-5572108331596610345</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:54:37.091-07:00</updated><category term='Jacob'/><title type='text'>Ann's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>amstout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08494522058528500026</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>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5572108331596610345.post-2569113633951926807</id><published>2009-05-09T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T16:53:01.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crapped in Crunch</title><content type='html'>Jacob and Max's favorite cereal right now is Cap'n Crunch. When Max asks for it, he says Crapped in Crunch. Makes me laugh every time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5572108331596610345-2569113633951926807?l=amstout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/feeds/2569113633951926807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5572108331596610345&amp;postID=2569113633951926807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default/2569113633951926807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default/2569113633951926807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/2009/05/crapped-in-crunch.html' title='Crapped in Crunch'/><author><name>amstout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08494522058528500026</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-5572108331596610345.post-9204743078369519291</id><published>2009-05-09T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T16:43:02.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck in the middle</title><content type='html'>Jacob just informed me that sometimes his brain gets stuck in the middle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5572108331596610345-9204743078369519291?l=amstout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/feeds/9204743078369519291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5572108331596610345&amp;postID=9204743078369519291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default/9204743078369519291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default/9204743078369519291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/2009/05/stuck-in-middle.html' title='Stuck in the middle'/><author><name>amstout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08494522058528500026</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-5572108331596610345.post-4387922599798675326</id><published>2008-12-09T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:06:31.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Max drops out</title><content type='html'>Jake and Max were saying our nightime family prayer together and Max all of a sudden stopped and said I dropped out. Just like in XBOX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5572108331596610345-4387922599798675326?l=amstout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/feeds/4387922599798675326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5572108331596610345&amp;postID=4387922599798675326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default/4387922599798675326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default/4387922599798675326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/2008/12/max-drops-out.html' title='Max drops out'/><author><name>amstout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08494522058528500026</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-5572108331596610345.post-8683673711734340436</id><published>2008-12-09T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:04:52.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's cheeks</title><content type='html'>Jacob was running up the stairs and I was behind him trying to pinch his bum. When we got to the top of the stairs he had his hands on his face and he said he was trying to get the funny out of his cheeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5572108331596610345-8683673711734340436?l=amstout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/feeds/8683673711734340436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5572108331596610345&amp;postID=8683673711734340436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default/8683673711734340436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default/8683673711734340436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/2008/12/jacobs-cheeks.html' title='Jacob&apos;s cheeks'/><author><name>amstout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08494522058528500026</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-5572108331596610345.post-5553013947760803832</id><published>2008-12-09T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:02:00.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's snack</title><content type='html'>Jacob needed a late night snack so he asked for a piece of pizza, after 1 piece he said he was still hungry s I made him another one. When he was finished he said I am unhungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5572108331596610345-5553013947760803832?l=amstout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/feeds/5553013947760803832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5572108331596610345&amp;postID=5553013947760803832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default/5553013947760803832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default/5553013947760803832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/2008/12/jacobs-snack.html' title='Jacob&apos;s snack'/><author><name>amstout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08494522058528500026</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-5572108331596610345.post-850765175683671799</id><published>2008-11-18T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:21:27.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Max is a girl</title><content type='html'>Jacob was just threatening to hit Max. Max said to him you can't hit me because I'm a girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5572108331596610345-850765175683671799?l=amstout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/feeds/850765175683671799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5572108331596610345&amp;postID=850765175683671799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default/850765175683671799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default/850765175683671799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/2008/11/max-is-girl.html' title='Max is a girl'/><author><name>amstout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08494522058528500026</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-5572108331596610345.post-7622059374884702639</id><published>2008-11-17T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T09:05:34.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pigee report</title><content type='html'>Jacob just came and informed me that the pigees (toes) I love are still doing fine. Didn't know there was ever a problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5572108331596610345-7622059374884702639?l=amstout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/feeds/7622059374884702639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5572108331596610345&amp;postID=7622059374884702639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default/7622059374884702639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default/7622059374884702639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/2008/11/pigee-report.html' title='The Pigee report'/><author><name>amstout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08494522058528500026</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-5572108331596610345.post-2129260856240649068</id><published>2008-11-17T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T09:03:34.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Time</title><content type='html'>Last night when it was time to read Jacob his bedtime stories...He picked out his first book and informed me it was his favorite when he was a little boy. Then, he picked out his second book and told me that it was his favorite book when he was a little girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5572108331596610345-2129260856240649068?l=amstout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/feeds/2129260856240649068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5572108331596610345&amp;postID=2129260856240649068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default/2129260856240649068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default/2129260856240649068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/2008/11/story-time.html' title='Story Time'/><author><name>amstout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08494522058528500026</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-5572108331596610345.post-734882284438636475</id><published>2008-11-14T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T16:58:31.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacob'/><title type='text'>Jacob's allergies</title><content type='html'>My 4 year old, Jacob just informed me he is allergic to Lions and Pigs. I guess we will have to be carefull about our next pick for a pet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5572108331596610345-734882284438636475?l=amstout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/feeds/734882284438636475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5572108331596610345&amp;postID=734882284438636475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default/734882284438636475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5572108331596610345/posts/default/734882284438636475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amstout.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-4-year-old-jacob-just-informed-me-he.html' title='Jacob&apos;s allergies'/><author><name>amstout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08494522058528500026</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></feed>
