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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="http://community.thenest.com/cs/utility/FeedStylesheets/rss.xsl" media="screen"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>KeenaBeena's Blog</title><link>http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/default.aspx</link><description /><dc:language>en</dc:language><generator>CommunityServer 2.1 SP1 (Debug Build: 61120.2)</generator><item><title>Belly Laugh</title><link>http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/archive/2008/04/01/belly-laugh.aspx</link><pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2008 22:08:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">b16960c2-08ff-48dc-93ce-1f3c6b289aa0:193752</guid><dc:creator>KeenaBeena</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/comments/193752.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/commentrss.aspx?PostID=193752</wfw:commentRss><description>Pascual belly laughed for the first time yesterday. I was changing his outfit and I guess I must have tickled his left armpit or something because he gave a harty belly laugh. Other than that we have just been giggling together a lot the past two days.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;He laughed at a funny face I made which made me laugh which made him laugh harder. That kind of thing. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://community.thenest.com/cs/aggbug.aspx?PostID=193752" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description><category domain="http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/archive/tags/Pascual/default.aspx">Pascual</category></item><item><title>Are you mocking me?</title><link>http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/archive/2008/02/28/are-you-mocking-me.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 07:42:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">b16960c2-08ff-48dc-93ce-1f3c6b289aa0:175804</guid><dc:creator>KeenaBeena</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/comments/175804.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/commentrss.aspx?PostID=175804</wfw:commentRss><description>Are you mocking me?&lt;BR&gt;Are you mimicking me?&lt;BR&gt;Are you mocking me?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;So today I was shaking my head (as if shaking it no) at Pascual and I could swear that he was shaking his back a little bit at me.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;A cooing noise I noticed him making today (that may or may not be new, most likely not) is "ow" he was saying "ow" so realistically I half expected '--ie mom, my nose hurts from you asperating it' to come out of his mouth next. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://community.thenest.com/cs/aggbug.aspx?PostID=175804" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description><category domain="http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/archive/tags/Coo/default.aspx">Coo</category></item><item><title>That is one sleepy baby</title><link>http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/archive/2008/02/26/that-is-one-sleepy-baby.aspx</link><pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 07:30:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">b16960c2-08ff-48dc-93ce-1f3c6b289aa0:174902</guid><dc:creator>KeenaBeena</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/comments/174902.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/commentrss.aspx?PostID=174902</wfw:commentRss><description>Pascual wanted to sleep pretty much all day today. So I let him. the only thing I regret is letting him nap so much this evening because now he is wide awake. But he was so fussy and obviously tired I felt it was cruel to keep him awake.  Well he's wide eyed now. Oops.
He was also quite talkative today. That was fun. He is smilling so much more now and its cool to see how adoringly he looks at Brian and I. What a cute kid. 

&lt;img src="http://community.thenest.com/cs/aggbug.aspx?PostID=174902" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>Goo</title><link>http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/archive/2008/02/25/goo.aspx</link><pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 08:05:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">b16960c2-08ff-48dc-93ce-1f3c6b289aa0:174213</guid><dc:creator>KeenaBeena</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/comments/174213.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/commentrss.aspx?PostID=174213</wfw:commentRss><description>Pascual said "goo" for the first time this morning. I half expected him to repeat it and then have "gaga" follow. Let the cooing continue. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;WE went to church this morning, as service was getting over I threw a blanket over his carseat to deter people from touching him. It worked out pretty well. I felt kind of bad because I know people like seeing babies and I would pull it back for them to see him if people came over. But I just wanted them to keep their hands off. Brian said they probably thought we were just doing it to help him sleep better. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I wish it was easier to type one handed.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://community.thenest.com/cs/aggbug.aspx?PostID=174213" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description><category domain="http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/archive/tags/baby+talk/default.aspx">baby talk</category></item><item><title>Mikey's Graduation</title><link>http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/archive/2007/06/04/mikey-s-graduation.aspx</link><pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 22:56:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">b16960c2-08ff-48dc-93ce-1f3c6b289aa0:69029</guid><dc:creator>KeenaBeena</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/comments/69029.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/commentrss.aspx?PostID=69029</wfw:commentRss><description>A few weeks ago was my brother-in-law's graduation, he had just completed his master's degree in theology from Golden Gate seminary. My friend Holly had lent me the adorable red polka dot button down shirt. It fit a bit taught in the chest area because of my enlarged pregnancy boobs but nothing too bad. &lt;BR&gt;The auditorium area was filling up and Brian's aunt and uncle had just arrived but were sitting opposite us in our large groups section. As I stood up to go say hello I grabbed my purse and went to throw it over my shoulder. Apparently as I did so my thumb grazed the shirt pulling the buttons open. I began to walk but then realized something didn't feel quite right. I looked down and realized my shirt was unbuttoned clear down to my stomache and I had just flashed the families and friends of this years future Southern Baptist Pastors. Oops. &lt;BR&gt;As I turned to face the wall and button my shirt, I also gathered my dignity and realized how being a mom was already becoming a humbling experience. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://community.thenest.com/cs/aggbug.aspx?PostID=69029" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description><category domain="http://community.thenest.com/cs/ks/blogs/keenabeena/archive/tags/Graduation+Pregnancy/default.aspx">Graduation Pregnancy</category></item></channel></rss>