<?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-34848847</id><updated>2012-01-28T01:22:00.749+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Szabi and Zalán</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-1361049075817355762</id><published>2009-02-03T19:58:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:02:40.828+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, time flies.... it was so long ago when I posted my last update. Of course things didn't change much, but I think it's time to tell something about us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Szabi started to speak, he has so many words, sometimes he says sentences (3-4 words: dad, please build me car, I want to got to the plaza, I can't do that etc.), so he can express himself well enough. I am stupid, beacuse I want more and more, though I know he always be a follower... behind his peers. But it is easier to know what he wants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is in kindergarten every day 8am-12:30, he loves it, next month we try him to sleep there... and a big surprise: he pees totally alone, goes to the toilet, pulls off his trousers, and pees like a real big boy, flushes toilet, trousers back...sometimes forget hand-washing.... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zalán is getting so big, he'll be 10 months old in a few days. He is standing up on everything and everybody, laughes a lot, but he is a little devil when sg. is not going on the way he wanted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And 2 pics of my boys with love:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SYiil_86-KI/AAAAAAAAAOw/AF42LFYihLo/s1600-h/2009-01-29-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298663735307204770" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SYiil_86-KI/AAAAAAAAAOw/AF42LFYihLo/s320/2009-01-29-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SYiivRMbEdI/AAAAAAAAAO4/SwyBcVMjUB8/s1600-h/2009-01-29-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298663894554448338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SYiivRMbEdI/AAAAAAAAAO4/SwyBcVMjUB8/s320/2009-01-29-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-1361049075817355762?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/1361049075817355762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=1361049075817355762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/1361049075817355762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/1361049075817355762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2009/02/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SYiil_86-KI/AAAAAAAAAOw/AF42LFYihLo/s72-c/2009-01-29-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-2867134698840175369</id><published>2008-10-21T21:14:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:37:17.043+02:00</updated><title type='text'>News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Szabi and I went to the hospital to make an ECG and a heart-ultrasound. Fortunately everything was OK :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morning there was a blood-test, too, I am curious for the results... hope there is no high calcium level or others...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it was more than enough of doctors for a long time...Szabi did well, he cried only when the docs put the ecg-tools to him, and while cupping him... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is doing really well in the kindergarten, enjoys it as I see.... thanks for God!!! I bring him home after lunch and he has the nap at home because he is disposed to poop after lunch... so I put diapers onto him for the nap...yayy I hope it isn't for a lifetime ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a few new photo for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Kati &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say cheeeeeeeeeeese :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SP4uPbNqsmI/AAAAAAAAANU/-HLVPYA83Os/s1600-h/cs%C3%ADz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259692257353314914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SP4uPbNqsmI/AAAAAAAAANU/-HLVPYA83Os/s320/cs%C3%ADz.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a normal cheese... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SP4ud3p4IoI/AAAAAAAAANc/DCOw8Vg-TL8/s1600-h/2008-10-19-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259692505505997442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SP4ud3p4IoI/AAAAAAAAANc/DCOw8Vg-TL8/s320/2008-10-19-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And me with Zalán&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SP4vFxPmA4I/AAAAAAAAANk/EpK75T5iIXA/s1600-h/IMG_0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259693190979912578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SP4vFxPmA4I/AAAAAAAAANk/EpK75T5iIXA/s320/IMG_0638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-2867134698840175369?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/2867134698840175369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=2867134698840175369' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/2867134698840175369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/2867134698840175369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2008/10/news.html' title='News'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SP4uPbNqsmI/AAAAAAAAANU/-HLVPYA83Os/s72-c/cs%C3%ADz.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-8908946619017498644</id><published>2008-09-14T20:46:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:00:43.762+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Well, I really don't have too much time nowadays, sometimes Im reading other blogs and smiling or having tears in my eyes, but I was lazy to post or comment....sorry &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Szabi was starting kindergarten with 26 other kid, he loves it, no real problems up to now, only peed into his trousers first day... hahh, the others did it, too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago he decided a big, and started to riding on bicycle (of course with spare wheels) but he really enjoys it, and can bike big distances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speech: max. 40 words.... has some new words, but still waiting for the big breakthrough!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few new photos for you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SM1eBFx4dJI/AAAAAAAAAM8/zYNciMr1iyg/s1600-h/2008-07-23-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245952513780774034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SM1eBFx4dJI/AAAAAAAAAM8/zYNciMr1iyg/s320/2008-07-23-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SM1efKYtv-I/AAAAAAAAANE/FnDA76iWi0s/s1600-h/2008-09-12-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245953030413467618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SM1efKYtv-I/AAAAAAAAANE/FnDA76iWi0s/s320/2008-09-12-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SM1e-p6saKI/AAAAAAAAANM/26SMsFN4TnE/s1600-h/2008-09-14-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245953571453429922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SM1e-p6saKI/AAAAAAAAANM/26SMsFN4TnE/s320/2008-09-14-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Love, Kati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-8908946619017498644?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/8908946619017498644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=8908946619017498644' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/8908946619017498644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/8908946619017498644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2008/09/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SM1eBFx4dJI/AAAAAAAAAM8/zYNciMr1iyg/s72-c/2008-07-23-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-1762740888381350604</id><published>2008-07-22T10:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T10:07:09.606+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SIWVIJKIS4I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MLOvPqE8PLI/s1600-h/2008-07-21-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225746909763226498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SIWVIJKIS4I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MLOvPqE8PLI/s320/2008-07-21-1.JPG" 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/34848847-1762740888381350604?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/1762740888381350604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=1762740888381350604' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/1762740888381350604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/1762740888381350604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SIWVIJKIS4I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MLOvPqE8PLI/s72-c/2008-07-21-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-1762641697128071005</id><published>2008-06-30T06:38:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T06:49:04.827+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't want to beleive it, but my son is potty trained through daytime!!!!! He comes and say mommy, poop or shows need to pee (he can't say pee in hungarian so he shows it). Yeah, one less problem before kindergarten :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He seeems to get start to speak, he is saying yes, in, out, three and other words... I think I had a wonderful weekend!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately Zalán was finding his thumb, so he doesn't want pacifier more... :( it is easier now, but who knows when he wants to give up thumb-sucking???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SGhk-pqQAtI/AAAAAAAAAI4/AtgG7e14yNo/s1600-h/IMG_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217531195806450386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SGhk-pqQAtI/AAAAAAAAAI4/AtgG7e14yNo/s320/IMG_0214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splashing with my friend's son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SGhlXigwtOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/TheEQU9PMhY/s1600-h/IMG_0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217531623384331490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SGhlXigwtOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/TheEQU9PMhY/s320/IMG_0233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Family-council&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SGhlf0pxqfI/AAAAAAAAAJI/AYJxKZm1tU4/s1600-h/2008-06-27-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217531765692934642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SGhlf0pxqfI/AAAAAAAAAJI/AYJxKZm1tU4/s320/2008-06-27-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad and zalán&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-1762641697128071005?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/1762641697128071005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=1762641697128071005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/1762641697128071005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/1762641697128071005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-news.html' title='Good news'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SGhk-pqQAtI/AAAAAAAAAI4/AtgG7e14yNo/s72-c/IMG_0214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-3070132732358991517</id><published>2008-06-17T21:50:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T22:13:16.340+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Well, I have buisy days, end of the daycare-year.... We decided to have more therapies for Szabi during the summer, 2 OT, 2 speech and 1 PT per week and see what's happening. He just seems to begin talking, he has a few more words, but nothing really interesting. He is a big knave, sometimes I don't know what to do with him... and he capitalize it... grrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potty: no diapers, only for sleeping, he knows what he has to do, BUT don't know or don't want to show/say that he'll has to pee or poop. If I ask him in every 1 hour or more often if he has to pee he shakes his head or says yes. How did you do it with your kids? How can you point out tha they have to tell mommy if they has to go to the toilet, Any suggestion???? I have onl y2,5 months to get potty trained because he cannot go to the kindergarten in diapers :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zalán: he is a cheeky one, very short naps in the daytime (really very short, sometime only 5 minutes!!!) but fortunately long and calm sleeping in the night. When he isn't sleeping he is smiling, playing with his hands, and the baby-toys, but don't want to be alone, so I have to be dodgy to have time for other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SFgZUu4d5bI/AAAAAAAAAIY/E2sXitdgN04/s1600-h/IMG_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212944412654298546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SFgZUu4d5bI/AAAAAAAAAIY/E2sXitdgN04/s320/IMG_0191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SFgZipaFcdI/AAAAAAAAAIg/o1dqlvZqtyA/s1600-h/IMG_0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212944651702858194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SFgZipaFcdI/AAAAAAAAAIg/o1dqlvZqtyA/s320/IMG_0192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SFgZrkFHSfI/AAAAAAAAAIo/COGh4imDQdY/s1600-h/IMG_0188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212944804891544050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SFgZrkFHSfI/AAAAAAAAAIo/COGh4imDQdY/s320/IMG_0188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SFgZ4svd9kI/AAAAAAAAAIw/94Lz7yJlnUQ/s1600-h/2008-06-12-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212945030554973762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SFgZ4svd9kI/AAAAAAAAAIw/94Lz7yJlnUQ/s320/2008-06-12-3.JPG" 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/34848847-3070132732358991517?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/3070132732358991517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=3070132732358991517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/3070132732358991517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/3070132732358991517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2008/06/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SFgZUu4d5bI/AAAAAAAAAIY/E2sXitdgN04/s72-c/IMG_0191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-3667442494960245807</id><published>2008-06-03T13:36:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T13:39:28.222+02:00</updated><title type='text'>my sweethearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SEUtMlKoM7I/AAAAAAAAAII/1qIpyMUZW1s/s1600-h/2008-06-02-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207618238282216370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SEUtMlKoM7I/AAAAAAAAAII/1qIpyMUZW1s/s320/2008-06-02-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SEUtDNJVSRI/AAAAAAAAAIA/AVJ56DVGGxo/s1600-h/2008-05-26-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207618077215508754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SEUtDNJVSRI/AAAAAAAAAIA/AVJ56DVGGxo/s320/2008-05-26-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SEUs9QaMOLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_0Z60kk_jIc/s1600-h/IMG_0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207617975012309170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SEUs9QaMOLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_0Z60kk_jIc/s320/IMG_0170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-3667442494960245807?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/3667442494960245807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=3667442494960245807' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/3667442494960245807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/3667442494960245807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-sweethearts.html' title='my sweethearts'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SEUtMlKoM7I/AAAAAAAAAII/1qIpyMUZW1s/s72-c/2008-06-02-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-3932075337355320388</id><published>2008-05-07T09:37:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T09:38:14.295+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Invitation</title><content type='html'>Please, Amy and Anna, can you send me invitation to your blogs, I am so sorry that I cannot read them for a while!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-3932075337355320388?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/3932075337355320388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=3932075337355320388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/3932075337355320388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/3932075337355320388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2008/05/invitation.html' title='Invitation'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-2389562293707716617</id><published>2008-05-05T08:56:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T08:59:05.186+02:00</updated><title type='text'>New photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SB6vvyAmiaI/AAAAAAAAAHc/WEOz8sRnM9o/s1600-h/zal%C3%A1n1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196784255445141922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SB6vvyAmiaI/AAAAAAAAAHc/WEOz8sRnM9o/s320/zal%C3%A1n1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SB6v3CAmibI/AAAAAAAAAHk/tFLLl5kHdJw/s1600-h/zal%C3%A1n2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196784379999193522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SB6v3CAmibI/AAAAAAAAAHk/tFLLl5kHdJw/s320/zal%C3%A1n2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SB6wByAmicI/AAAAAAAAAHs/UNf1G4QE5fw/s1600-h/zal%C3%A1n5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196784564682787266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SB6wByAmicI/AAAAAAAAAHs/UNf1G4QE5fw/s320/zal%C3%A1n5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-2389562293707716617?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/2389562293707716617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=2389562293707716617' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/2389562293707716617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/2389562293707716617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-photos.html' title='New photos'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SB6vvyAmiaI/AAAAAAAAAHc/WEOz8sRnM9o/s72-c/zal%C3%A1n1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-2230562211799112693</id><published>2008-04-15T06:45:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T08:57:00.765+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Zalán</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let me introduce Zalán, Szabi's younger brother :) He was born on 10th april, with 8,17 pounds and 19,5 inches. Szabi is jealous of him yet!!!! Yayyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SAQznJ6F2BI/AAAAAAAAAG8/hQ05oLJEfP4/s1600-h/zal%C3%A1n1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189329418405140498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SAQznJ6F2BI/AAAAAAAAAG8/hQ05oLJEfP4/s320/zal%C3%A1n1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SAQzsZ6F2CI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aXNJ00qQo_Q/s1600-h/zal%C3%A1n2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189329508599453730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SAQzsZ6F2CI/AAAAAAAAAHE/aXNJ00qQo_Q/s320/zal%C3%A1n2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SAQ0Jp6F2DI/AAAAAAAAAHM/dJxpeLpsB_0/s1600-h/IMG_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189330011110627378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SAQ0Jp6F2DI/AAAAAAAAAHM/dJxpeLpsB_0/s320/IMG_0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SAWivJ6F2EI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nWVkIYP8oms/s1600-h/IMG_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189733076611487810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SAWivJ6F2EI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nWVkIYP8oms/s320/IMG_0094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-2230562211799112693?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/2230562211799112693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=2230562211799112693' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/2230562211799112693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/2230562211799112693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2008/04/zaln.html' title='Zalán'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/SAQznJ6F2BI/AAAAAAAAAG8/hQ05oLJEfP4/s72-c/zal%C3%A1n1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-4012561497595367578</id><published>2008-03-20T09:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T09:47:32.092+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Daycare-photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here is a group photo of Szabi's daycare, it was made last week. Sorry about the qualitiy, I had to re-take the photo because we got it only on paper :))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R-IjmzQcY7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/WRnHs_T11cg/s1600-h/IMG_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179741670930670514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R-IjmzQcY7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/WRnHs_T11cg/s320/IMG_0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more news, Szabi is eating alone, has great appetite, he is more than 32 pounds and about 36 inches (is it the correct unit in the USA?) no more words in his speech, potty-training is going on, he is peeing 3-5 times into the potty every day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;His little brother is in my tummy yet fortunately, we have only 4 weeks back....yayyyy :)))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye, Kati&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-4012561497595367578?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/4012561497595367578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=4012561497595367578' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/4012561497595367578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/4012561497595367578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2008/03/daycare-photo.html' title='Daycare-photo'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R-IjmzQcY7I/AAAAAAAAAG0/WRnHs_T11cg/s72-c/IMG_0050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-4068960550498554602</id><published>2008-02-19T12:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T13:01:31.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Well, it was a long time since I posted, but unfortunately I have to lie by, because my cervix was shortening... I am in the 33. week, I hope we'll hold on for at least 4 weeks!!!&lt;br /&gt;Szabi is doing well as usually, he loves daycare, has a few really cute buddies. He acts like  a total 3 yrs old, wants to do everything alone: eating alone, peeing alone in the potty while he is standing :)))), doesn't want help while playing or walking on steps, just want to do everything ALONE!!!! Exhaustive....&lt;br /&gt;I know he'll be able to go to kindergarten in september (in Hungary there is daycare 0-3 yrs and kindergarten 3-6 yrs old), the terms are potty-trained and eating alone, no speaking is no obstruction... but I really have to think it over.... His favourite buddy, Claudia (who is a beautiful hungarian-italian little girl) is going to the same kindergarten, where I want to enroll Szabi. He likes her very much and this little girl is mothering Szabi all day :))))) This is a plus point to the kindergarten. Second: the kindergarten is at the end of our street, only have to walk 5 minutes (to the daycare we have to go by car!) Third: Szabi is a typical example, he acts like the other kids around him, so if he stays in a group where everybody is younger than him, there wouldn't be kids who are "pulling him up to the normal" if you know what I mean....&lt;br /&gt;But: if everybody is cleverer and skilfuler than him, wouldn't it be harmful??? And another BUT: in his group there will be only children at age 3-4 yrs, and I intend to let him int the little group for 2 years, and let him step into the middle group and big group after 1-1 year.&lt;br /&gt;I have half a year to decide what to do, but the enrolls are in March!&lt;br /&gt;I envy you, that you don't have to make decisions like this such an early age... :))))&lt;br /&gt;And my little boy is not speaking yet............ he uses baby-language when he wants, babbles fluently if he wants, telling a few main words like daddy, mom, no, yes, good, animal sounds, some names but still waiting for the big breakthrough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-4068960550498554602?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/4068960550498554602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=4068960550498554602' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/4068960550498554602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/4068960550498554602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2008/02/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-8527152406990121752</id><published>2008-01-09T11:33:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T11:52:03.331+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R4Sl_DddfDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/9vBBUDhHdW0/s1600-h/IMG_2854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153426376297905202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R4Sl_DddfDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/9vBBUDhHdW0/s320/IMG_2854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know, mum, who was eating the whole chocolate....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R4SldjddfCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/heo369AYPeg/s1600-h/IMG_2850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153425800772287522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R4SldjddfCI/AAAAAAAAAGk/heo369AYPeg/s320/IMG_2850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite xmas-toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R4Sj1zddfBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/pcgK8UDa918/s1600-h/2007+1124+kar%C3%A1csony+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153424018360859666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R4Sj1zddfBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/pcgK8UDa918/s320/2007+1124+kar%C3%A1csony+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the daycare befora Santa was coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R4SjdjddfAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/CxAMDb5zR8g/s1600-h/IMG_2834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153423601749031938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R4SjdjddfAI/AAAAAAAAAGU/CxAMDb5zR8g/s320/IMG_2834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sledging with Laura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-8527152406990121752?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/8527152406990121752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=8527152406990121752' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/8527152406990121752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/8527152406990121752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-photos.html' title='New photos'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R4Sl_DddfDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/9vBBUDhHdW0/s72-c/IMG_2854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-4250572322182072844</id><published>2007-12-12T07:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T08:02:58.440+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A little gift before christmas...</title><content type='html'>I offer these cartoons mainly for those friends, whose children are between 1 and 4 yrs. I don't know what is the secret of this little mole, but I loved it when I was a kid and since then every children is crazy of it. It was made from the end of 1960's, so this is a real socialist cartoon, but take a try and see how your children enjoy it :) Szabi is crazy for it a long time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.aol.com/video-detail/kisvakond-a-kertesz--the-mole-gardener/3251799366"&gt;http://video.aol.com/video-detail/kisvakond-a-kertesz--the-mole-gardener/3251799366&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the realted videos, too, there are more parts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Kati&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-4250572322182072844?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/4250572322182072844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=4250572322182072844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/4250572322182072844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/4250572322182072844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/12/little-gift-before-christmas.html' title='A little gift before christmas...'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-8045503577842849259</id><published>2007-12-10T15:33:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T15:34:43.732+01:00</updated><title type='text'>just a pic</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to share this photo with you.... I love it :))) &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R11OZLhNkuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/t0CNP3biPPo/s1600-h/IMG_2831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142352544022762210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R11OZLhNkuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/t0CNP3biPPo/s320/IMG_2831.JPG" border="0" /&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/34848847-8045503577842849259?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/8045503577842849259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=8045503577842849259' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/8045503577842849259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/8045503577842849259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-pic.html' title='just a pic'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R11OZLhNkuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/t0CNP3biPPo/s72-c/IMG_2831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-7413692660872339124</id><published>2007-12-03T16:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T16:25:09.892+01:00</updated><title type='text'>the first little success!</title><content type='html'>Szabi peed and pooped into the potty in the daycare! Wowwww! I am so proud :))))))) maybe the nannies solve my problem with the potty-training, I only have to follow them :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Kati&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-7413692660872339124?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/7413692660872339124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=7413692660872339124' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/7413692660872339124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/7413692660872339124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/12/first-little-success.html' title='the first little success!'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-2221696138914383973</id><published>2007-11-30T13:02:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T14:02:12.022+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a boy!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was at the doc to make the 19th week US....and yes, Szabi'll have a little brother :)))))))) He showed his willy (am I saying it right?) very well to us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was really cold and rainy, so I went to a playing-house with Szabi and a 2 other little one (and with her mums, of course). The kids really enjoyed the tons of toys and I really enjoyed that I could sit down and relax... Szabi found the duplo and lego-tables, so I had nothing to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R0_-i4XuvCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XOUqUJUGYL8/s1600-R/IMG_2773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138605575053949986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R0_-i4XuvCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/S-_84__W0u0/s320/IMG_2773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R0_-KoXuvBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/IVrq8JlFt1o/s1600-R/IMG_2785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138605158442122258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R0_-KoXuvBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/LEB4RgAufB8/s320/IMG_2785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got home and my brother came to visit us with his family (just as every friday and saturday... :))))) Szabi is in love with their bigger daughter, Dori (12) and they played a really big, there was no problem with bed-time...ha-ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R0_-54XuvDI/AAAAAAAAAF8/lp8oAV9ADRk/s1600-R/IMG_2793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138605970190941234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R0_-54XuvDI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZE6NG0YpUD8/s320/IMG_2793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R1ABFoXuvEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Lt-sDqBKBrk/s1600-R/IMG_2794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138608371077659714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R1ABFoXuvEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/OAW40rEASno/s320/IMG_2794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago Szabi's nanny in the daycare decided to put Szabi on big-kid menu (ages 2,5 and up). Well, I really didn't want to beleive, but Szabi is doing well, he eats almost alone (except soup), and loves it! Fortunately he likes the daycare-menu..... sometimes I think he loves it better than my cooking..... He started to eat pears, and he is crazy about mandarine and orange. I don't know how many mandarins he would able to eat, but I am afraid to give him more than 5 whole fruit :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a potty with music (it plays the "if you happy ...clap your hands.....sorry, I don't know the english version), maybe he'll have more motivation to get potty-trained.... there is no results yet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at Avery's blog and I have a comment: I really don't know that testing our children in such an early age is good for us. I mean that while a child is not talking well, she/he is far behind the peers.... That's why a lot of parent got bad news at testing. All of us know that our kids are behind the typical/normal...etc....(everybody use the phrase what want), and I think all of us do the best we can. Sometimes better sometimes worse.&lt;br /&gt;Szabi is not talking yet. If I am standing on my head, he isn't..... He will..... I hope soon..... but if I'd carry him to Dr. Mervis or Dr. Morris, they would find him far behind than other ws kids, I am 100% in this. But he is doing really well, only not talking and not potty trained. He is very non-verbal, he understands really many things and complete tasks (pull down socks, pull up trousers, wash your hands, bring here, give away, point sg. out etc...), but I don't need a comparison to somebody else, because it'd frighten me. Sometimes I am afraid of readig the blogs and the listserve, because I truly don't understand with ws-things and other parents fears or advices..... who knows what Szabi (or Clare, Avery, Erik, Brady and all the other kids) is going to do in a year or in 5 (10-20-50) years? For example I don't know yet what a lot of parent mean under anxiety. How can be a 1 or 2 year old child could be able for anxiety? I hope I only misunderstand the meaning of the word. And meltdowns.... it's ok for a meltdown in age 4 or up, but sooner???? Every healthy kid have tantrums, meltdowns, laughing-crying-laughing-crying periods, but should we label our kids with such ugly words as anxiety, meltdown and so on?&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to think. Maybe I am lucky, because I am a lazier mum, try not to worry too much, and try to handle Szabi as a totally normal kid? maybe I am unlucky that I don't worr too much and don't work much more with Szabi? Am I gulity that I just want to play with my son and not to develop him under playing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long comment, I had to write it down. I hope somebody understand it, and the others don't get sore :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Kati&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-2221696138914383973?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/2221696138914383973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=2221696138914383973' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/2221696138914383973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/2221696138914383973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a boy!!!!'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R0_-i4XuvCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/S-_84__W0u0/s72-c/IMG_2773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-5195814251342349583</id><published>2007-11-20T15:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T14:01:16.786+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I took a few pics after Szabi and his dad were at the barber's and they made a big eating-before-the-TV :)))) Here are they:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R0LyEPXDm7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/R1b5CaJ8zq8/s1600-h/IMG_2747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134932679812422578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R0LyEPXDm7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/R1b5CaJ8zq8/s320/IMG_2747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R0Lyo_XDm8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/RyZgyND6KFs/s1600-h/IMG_2749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134933311172615106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R0Lyo_XDm8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/RyZgyND6KFs/s320/IMG_2749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and bonuses for me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Szabi can catch the ball if sy. throw it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plus he is very happy when he puts out his tounge when I ask him :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R0LzivXDm9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/qIKnvGb1m6Y/s1600-h/IMG_2750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134934303310060498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R0LzivXDm9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/qIKnvGb1m6Y/s320/IMG_2750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he is starting to say words (or sg. like them): thanks, mom, dad, stop... but I don't know when he is going to speak....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here I am with baby#2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R0Qr8PXDm-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ss5geLAunPQ/s1600-h/IMG_2765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135277789024590818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R0Qr8PXDm-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ss5geLAunPQ/s320/IMG_2765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Kati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-5195814251342349583?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/5195814251342349583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=5195814251342349583' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/5195814251342349583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/5195814251342349583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/11/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/R0LyEPXDm7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/R1b5CaJ8zq8/s72-c/IMG_2747.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-3215869087210734797</id><published>2007-11-15T08:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T08:31:55.834+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The first snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was snowing this morning!!!! First time in this year (have to admit: last year there was no snow at all!!!!!) So: this is the first time when Szabi met the snow :))))))))) he doesn't really like the feeling when snow flakes were falling on his face, but loved the snow on the ground and of course the big plashes!!! This is not the real snow yet, only a little display, but it reminded me to go and buy warm boots for Szabi...yayyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rzv1qfXDm6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/0KYNVg-vUDs/s1600-h/IMG_2744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132966310640327586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rzv1qfXDm6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/0KYNVg-vUDs/s320/IMG_2744.JPG" border="0" /&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/34848847-3215869087210734797?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/3215869087210734797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=3215869087210734797' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/3215869087210734797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/3215869087210734797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-snow.html' title='The first snow'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rzv1qfXDm6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/0KYNVg-vUDs/s72-c/IMG_2744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-6535751556578992524</id><published>2007-10-29T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T09:56:11.627+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A little about me.....following Teresa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;While I was reading the blogs I found these questions at Teresa.... I really liked her answers, so I decided to fill it, too. Here it is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. What time did you get up this morning? 6:30 a.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Diamonds or pearls? Neither, I don't like jewelries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. What is your favorite TV show? Mc Leod's daughters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. What do you usually have for breakfast? milk, crescent with butter or marmalade or sg. with full of calories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. What kind of soap do you use? no soap just shower gel, now appricot-smell Nivea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. What is your middle name? I have no middle name, because I am reformed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. What food do you dislike? mushroom, liver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. What is your favorite food? pizza, pastas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. What kind of car do you drive? Opel Vectra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Favorite sandwich? salami roll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. What characteristic do you despise? Being jaundiced or malicious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Favorite item of clothing? Jeans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? Poland, Greece or Ireland&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. What color is your bathroom? green and grey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Favorite brand of clothing? none&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. Where would you retire to? a house at lake Balaton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. What was your most recent memorable birthday? 30 I was at holiday with my friends and family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. When is your birthday? August 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. What is your favorite scent? Laura Biagotti Laura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. Are you a morning person or a night person? neither, I hate waking up and I have to go bed early :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. What is your shoe size? 9.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. Pets? no pets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share with us? I have to wear those trousers, which I was wearing when I was more than 5 months pregnant with Szabi :(((((((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. What did you want to be when you were little? I don't remember, maybe I wanted to be a kindergarten teacher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. How are you today?lazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. What is your favorite candy? PEZ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. What is your favorite flower?white tulips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. What is a day on the calendar you are looking forward to? April 14 (about), when our second child is going to be born&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. What church do you attend?none&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. What are you listening to right now? only TV, Houses behaving badly on BBC prime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. What was the last thing you ate? Danone actimel with bread with radish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. Do you wish on stars? no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. If you were a Crayola crayon, what color would you be? orange&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;35. How is the weather right now? rainy and cloudy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;36. Last person you spoke to on the phone? my husband &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;37. What is your favorite soft drink? fanta or ginger ale&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;38. Favorite restaurant? greek &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;39. Hair Color? Brown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;40. Siblings? 1 brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;41. Favorite day of the year? don't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;42. What was your favorite toy as a child? bicycle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;43. Summer or winter? summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;44. Hugs or kisses? Both&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;45. Chocolate or Vanilla? vanilla. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;46.When was the last time you cried? yesterday evening at the end of my favourite film, Sliding doors with Gwyneth Paltrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;47. What is under your bed? half pair of my slippers...Szabi threw it to there in the morning :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;48. What friend have you had the longest? Ildi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;49. What did you do last night? Watched film with Laci&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;50. Favorite room in your house? bedroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;51. What are you afraid of? my second children won't be healthy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;52. Popcorn salted? buttered? both&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;53. Favorite sport to watch? acrobatic diving and horse riding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;54. Favorite sport or activity to participate in? maybe a big sleeping???? :DDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus: I am really happy because I saw big changes in Szabi's eating habits: I am brave enough to tell: there is no more eating problems! He is totally eating like a 2,5 yrs old (but fastidious) kid! he is able to eat a whole apple, but only in groos and with husk on :))) I don't have to make a normal meal to half-pureed food, I have to chop it up only into smaller pieces.... I don't know how it happened, he started to try new foods, new tastes..... i love him :))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have two wishes now: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I hope he is going to speak soon, he has words, but only a few, he is bubbling and shouting, but i am waiting for the breakthrough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I hope that this little somebody in my paunch is very-very healthy!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uh, Heather asked me what is nucha: sorry, i thought it means tha same in every language, it means: nape. In Hungary every pergnant woman has to go to a genetic US at the 12. week, when the US doctor look at the baby's nape, which should be between 0 and 2,5 mm (0-0,09 inch). If it is bigger, &lt;strong&gt;maybe&lt;/strong&gt; indicates Down-syndrome or other chromosome-abnormalities. Szabi's nape was 2,8 mm..... So you can understand why this US was very important for me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Kati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favourite pic now..... we took it a few days ago and had a really good time with this little girl's dad.... the 2 kids look like who are in love :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RyWf8MJMrrI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IjqcAoxqdEE/s1600-h/IMG_2690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126679607231950514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RyWf8MJMrrI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IjqcAoxqdEE/s320/IMG_2690.JPG" border="0" /&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/34848847-6535751556578992524?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/6535751556578992524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=6535751556578992524' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/6535751556578992524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/6535751556578992524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-about-mefollowing-teresa.html' title='A little about me.....following Teresa'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RyWf8MJMrrI/AAAAAAAAAE4/IjqcAoxqdEE/s72-c/IMG_2690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-9141395357044037582</id><published>2007-10-02T20:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T20:46:20.631+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnacy</title><content type='html'>Well, me and Laci decided to be brave and labour to have a sister/brother to Szabi.... I let you know that I am pregnant (12 weeks) with this little girl or boy (who knows???), today was the genetic US and everything was OK, her/his nucha was only 1,6 mm...huhhhh :))))&lt;br /&gt;So forgive me that I was lost in these past few months :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Kati&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-9141395357044037582?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/9141395357044037582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=9141395357044037582' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/9141395357044037582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/9141395357044037582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/10/pregnacy.html' title='Pregnacy'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-3954479309663132614</id><published>2007-09-02T13:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T13:57:02.791+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, the news are: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we met another ws-family again (we are really good friends through cell phone, but that's not the same...:) They have 2 sons, the bigger is 4,5 yrs old, ws, the younger is 1,5 (and of course he doesn't have it :P The 3 children were really cute together but at the end of the weekend I only wanted to lay down to my deathbed.... I have to face that Szabi is a really-really vivacious child, nowadays I really have to concentrate how to raise and hold in him. Of course he is not speaking more, but acts like a little devil :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Wednesday he had his nose-tonsils out, everything went well, we had to stay at the hospital only 24 hours. I hope this surgery solves his middle-ear infections... and he got tubes into his ears, too. He behaved himself really well, I can't see any traumatic sign on him :DDDDDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RtqjnW51veI/AAAAAAAAAEo/8q7aLiC0qxc/s1600-h/IMG_2531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105573024136281570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RtqjnW51veI/AAAAAAAAAEo/8q7aLiC0qxc/s320/IMG_2531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RtqkZG51vfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/L_n0Gfe9-wA/s1600-h/IMG_2535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105573878834773490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RtqkZG51vfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/L_n0Gfe9-wA/s320/IMG_2535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a nice week-end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-3954479309663132614?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/3954479309663132614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=3954479309663132614' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/3954479309663132614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/3954479309663132614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-news-are-we-met-another-ws-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RtqjnW51veI/AAAAAAAAAEo/8q7aLiC0qxc/s72-c/IMG_2531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-8114355120121448285</id><published>2007-08-11T20:27:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T20:31:01.004+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rr4ABEZyArI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Lm1dvv9poB4/s1600-h/balaton2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097511846591726258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rr4ABEZyArI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Lm1dvv9poB4/s320/balaton2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more pic of our holiday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-8114355120121448285?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/8114355120121448285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=8114355120121448285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/8114355120121448285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/8114355120121448285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/08/photo.html' title='Photo'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rr4ABEZyArI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Lm1dvv9poB4/s72-c/balaton2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-5496317813375860197</id><published>2007-08-04T21:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T21:28:44.097+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Apology :)</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone in the blogging-world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only want to notify you, that I am a very-very busy reader of your blogs, just I don't have enough time to leave a message for everyone, I think it won't be fair to post for only a few people...Just keep on blogging, you are my bases in this world! :D&lt;br /&gt;I noticed there are new moms here, welcome Tara and Camille :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kati&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-5496317813375860197?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/5496317813375860197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=5496317813375860197' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/5496317813375860197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/5496317813375860197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/08/apology.html' title='Apology :)'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-7901713077394738790</id><published>2007-07-30T19:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T20:24:19.653+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch me if you can</title><content type='html'>Just a short video for you: catch me if you can mommy and a few kisses for you, girls :)))))))&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, there is no sound....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VUGwGxgnrVw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VUGwGxgnrVw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/34848847-7901713077394738790?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/7901713077394738790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=7901713077394738790' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/7901713077394738790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/7901713077394738790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/07/catch-me-if-you-can.html' title='Catch me if you can'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-4090656916402459697</id><published>2007-07-27T21:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T21:42:45.159+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday and work...yayyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So...I'm back to work.... I forgot how tiring is sitting in an office from 7:30 am to 4 pm. So strange that I usually arrive home at 4:30 pm and I have only a few hours before Szabi goes to bed. When I leave in the morning he is sleeping.... Laci has 3 more weeks on holiday, he has a hard time, too, he was never be with Szabi for such a long time :)))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bad news is that on 29th august Szabi has his nose-tonsils out. Yayyyy! Next week Laci has appointments with the doc and the anesthesiologist, too. Poor devil...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope after the surgery there will be less sicks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are trying to start potty-training, sometimes it works, sometimes not. More and more frequently Szabi catches his diapers when he has pee, so he knows what's going on... When he is naked he always looks what is flowing down :D I hope at the end of summer we can get a few pees into the potty during the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I make you known (I am very proud :))) that we put Szabi's baby bed to the attic, and he sleeps in his new big bed for more than 4 weeks! (-1 week when we were on holiday and carried his travell-bed). So we were on holiday last week at lake Blataon. The weather was hot (too hot), we were at the beach all day except nap-time. Szabi enjoyed water very much, but not the splashing part for children, he always wanted to be in the big water with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fortunately he behaved himslef very very well, he was a little sweetie, maybe because there were 5 girls (age 7-11) who pampered him all day (at the end of the holiday he started to abuse with their loves...;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a perfect holiday, but there is no place like home! If I'll have time at the weekend, I'll post more photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RqpI-0ZyAnI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PE8-BRMPaxY/s1600-h/IMG_2397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091962572751635058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RqpI-0ZyAnI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PE8-BRMPaxY/s320/IMG_2397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RqpJfUZyAoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1eHBzt7XFEU/s1600-h/IMG_2413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091963131097383554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RqpJfUZyAoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1eHBzt7XFEU/s320/IMG_2413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RqpKRUZyApI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/RMBXVDL2Yfo/s1600-h/IMG_2460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091963990090842770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RqpKRUZyApI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/RMBXVDL2Yfo/s320/IMG_2460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-4090656916402459697?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/4090656916402459697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=4090656916402459697' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/4090656916402459697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/4090656916402459697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/07/holiday-and-workyayyy.html' title='Holiday and work...yayyy'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RqpI-0ZyAnI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PE8-BRMPaxY/s72-c/IMG_2397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-5673368497575603220</id><published>2007-07-08T15:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T15:18:04.029+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This was a perfect weekend.... finally we met again with another ws family. They live in the capital, not too far from us, but you know, it's difficult to manage a whole weekend when none of the kids are sick :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They are a very friendly couple, have twins: Lili is a beautiful little girl and David is the loveable boy with ws. They are a little more than 3.5 yrs old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The weekend was very stirring, full of laughing, crying, fighting, hair-pulling and others :))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Enjoy the photos!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RpDh-HwucGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0HUFuf3oiBQ/s1600-h/2007-07-07-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084812436652847202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RpDh-HwucGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0HUFuf3oiBQ/s320/2007-07-07-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RpDiGHwucHI/AAAAAAAAADY/otiWDPv_sKk/s1600-h/2007-07-07-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084812574091800690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RpDiGHwucHI/AAAAAAAAADY/otiWDPv_sKk/s320/2007-07-07-3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RpDiPnwucII/AAAAAAAAADg/6MpyhPaEraQ/s1600-h/2007-07-07-4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084812737300557954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RpDiPnwucII/AAAAAAAAADg/6MpyhPaEraQ/s320/2007-07-07-4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RpDiW3wucJI/AAAAAAAAADo/TLdhpNrMpeE/s1600-h/2007-07-07-7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084812861854609554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RpDiW3wucJI/AAAAAAAAADo/TLdhpNrMpeE/s320/2007-07-07-7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RpDigHwucKI/AAAAAAAAADw/L6QoHyjAVFI/s1600-h/2007-07-08-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084813020768399522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RpDigHwucKI/AAAAAAAAADw/L6QoHyjAVFI/s320/2007-07-08-3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RpDi83wucLI/AAAAAAAAAD4/K3-Eq39LLVU/s1600-h/IMG_2382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084813514689638578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RpDi83wucLI/AAAAAAAAAD4/K3-Eq39LLVU/s320/IMG_2382.JPG" border="0" /&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/34848847-5673368497575603220?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/5673368497575603220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=5673368497575603220' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/5673368497575603220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/5673368497575603220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-was-perfect-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RpDh-HwucGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0HUFuf3oiBQ/s72-c/2007-07-07-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-6853722865902259539</id><published>2007-06-28T13:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T14:24:25.638+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Illnesses, illnesses, illnesses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday afternoon we had to go to the night duty, because Szabi had ear-infection (3rd time in 2,5 months!!!).... poor guy, the doc punctured both of his ears. He was ill since saturday, he got a virus with snivel, a day later his eyes inflamed, and now his ears.............yayyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After the punction he became very happy, looked like he has nothing matter. This is the kickback of the daycare......... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fortunately he bears illnesses well enough.... a few weeks ago he got a whistle and today he was blowing it nearly all day (where is the sensitive hearing in these cases?????) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RoOfPHwucFI/AAAAAAAAADI/LELSQfeLWXY/s1600-h/IMG_2347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081079886734323794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RoOfPHwucFI/AAAAAAAAADI/LELSQfeLWXY/s320/IMG_2347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A little gift for you.... it's amazing :))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7_15UZAmGP4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-6853722865902259539?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/6853722865902259539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=6853722865902259539' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/6853722865902259539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/6853722865902259539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/06/ilnesses-illnesses-illnesses.html' title='Illnesses, illnesses, illnesses'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RoOfPHwucFI/AAAAAAAAADI/LELSQfeLWXY/s72-c/IMG_2347.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-7267297613213445752</id><published>2007-06-22T13:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T13:57:16.747+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Remorse...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I got big news from the daycare, Szabi peed in the potty.... all the other kids enthused over it, Szabi was really proud of himself. And today he did it again.... and why I have remorse??? Till yesterday I didn't have any motivation to start the potty training with him, I was thinking he isn't speaking, he can't tell me he needs to pee...so I underrated my son....and this was not the first time...  Last week his nanny said that Szabi started to 'speak' in the daycare, although till that time he was in shut-up-mode. He said clearly: toy (of course in hungarian :))))) Okay, he is very vocal now, but he is babbling like a 1 yr old: baby, dad, mommy, this, that, no etc. (baba, apa, mami , ez, az, nem - in hungarian) But I thought that his only lucid word is the THIS (Szabi, what would you like, show me???? THISSSS!!!!!!!!!! = AAAAAAAAAAAAAZT!!!!!!!! )&lt;br /&gt;I feel myself a little bad mom, I fell into the ws-trap :((((((((((&lt;br /&gt;Of course I enthused over the potty-thing, too, I put out the potty and tried....and tried....and tried....Szabi spent only max. 10 sec on the potty and then ran away....  maybe he'll be sooner potty-trained at the daycare than at home :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice weekend for you, girls!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Never underrate our kids :DDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Kati&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-7267297613213445752?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/7267297613213445752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=7267297613213445752' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/7267297613213445752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/7267297613213445752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/06/remorse.html' title='Remorse...'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-4330500823329480442</id><published>2007-05-29T09:46:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T10:14:40.587+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer fun with Laura</title><content type='html'>At the weekend the weather was perfect for a little garden-bath party with our neighbours' daughter, Laura :)))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RlvgPUruXjI/AAAAAAAAADA/u5XANUajZVs/s1600-h/IMG_2292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069892359390387762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RlvgPUruXjI/AAAAAAAAADA/u5XANUajZVs/s320/IMG_2292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RlvcK0ruXeI/AAAAAAAAACY/Je3XgfJT6lU/s1600-h/KÃ©p+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RlvblUruXdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gaCC0Yldt6I/s1600-h/KÃ©p+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069887239789370834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RlvblUruXdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gaCC0Yldt6I/s320/K%C3%A9p+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RlvbBEruXcI/AAAAAAAAACI/hXfbC8SFOco/s1600-h/KÃ©p+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069886617019112898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RlvbBEruXcI/AAAAAAAAACI/hXfbC8SFOco/s320/K%C3%A9p+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RlvecEruXhI/AAAAAAAAACw/3NdLniKvmzQ/s1600-h/KÃ©p+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069890379410464274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RlvecEruXhI/AAAAAAAAACw/3NdLniKvmzQ/s320/K%C3%A9p+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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Give a big hug and kiss to Erik in the name of Szabi!!! I hope your blog entries win a prize, I am so proud of you, you are a really good writer!!! And yes, you are not alone...I'm really waiting for more info about Sophie's run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aspen: Daven looks great in his walker, soon he is going to run!!!! I'm just wondering how this little man started to make big milestones.... I wish you more and more beautiful days in the future, he is beautiful!!! So proud of him eating mandarins...I wish Szabi would do it, too :P I am so excited about his speech... I bet he'll start to speak sooner than my son....yayyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerry: you really touched me with Brady's walk...you have a super family and friends, did you know this? Really enjoyed the photos of Brady, he gets cuter and cuter! You handled the ws thing with Michael perfectly...congratulations!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teresa: CONGRATULATIONS on the birth of Simon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am so happy that everything went well... Clare looks like who is in love with his younger brother on the pic, doesn't she? I wish you calm nights and beautiful days with this 3 little ones :))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy: I am happy to hear Avery is doing well! Avery is so close to walking and talking as I noticed.... Keep it up!!! :) I hope you had more lunch (or supper???) date with this mysterious gentleman :))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa: Tatum is beautiful!!!!!!!!! I am so happy that everything went well with her eye surgeryand she is recovering soon!!! She looks like a little angel with her curly hair :D ...and yes, she looks older...but still a cute little girl!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew's Lisa: I am sorry that you didn't update your blog (maybe you are in a creative crisis, like me ;)))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim: So happy that Ava is doing well....her eyes are beautiful and I have to say, I am jaundiced about her language skills :))) For the matter Szabi's feet are the same as Ava's and it didn't cause any problem while walking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole: Good luck with the house-building, hope everything is going well!!! I missed you...maybe you can update soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noel: Hohoooo what a great school! Abi is beautiful on the pics...I'm glad you had the new camera to make these pics!!! They are all wonderful!!!Abi is so cute with the baby.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penny: love the new pics... I always see Szabi in Keith (of course a few years later)...I love him!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica: can you upload a few pics of Gage? I hope he recovered soon after the surgery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina: Gianna became a really pretty girl, she is very beautiful :))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, about Szabi: nothing changed, he had a really ferine cold which ended up with an ear-infection.... he wasn't in his day-care for 3 weeks.....huhhh...maybe I have to start the training-in once again???? He becomes interactive and slippy every day, 1 day 1 bruise :)))))))))&lt;br /&gt;No real words yet, but he gets closer and closer to say sg. meaningful :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RjoNk-T0y2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/4TjtXXZBTtc/s1600-h/2007-04-09-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060372060156775266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RjoNk-T0y2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/4TjtXXZBTtc/s320/2007-04-09-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RjoNwOT0y3I/AAAAAAAAACA/97Lgn8pfwuI/s1600-h/2007-04-09-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060372253430303602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RjoNwOT0y3I/AAAAAAAAACA/97Lgn8pfwuI/s320/2007-04-09-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-2087037659917206722?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/2087037659917206722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=2087037659917206722' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/2087037659917206722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/2087037659917206722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/05/sorry.html' title='Sorry...'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RjoNk-T0y2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/4TjtXXZBTtc/s72-c/2007-04-09-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-105173304636501278</id><published>2007-04-06T20:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T21:00:10.660+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I am too lazy to make my blog, there are days when I don't switch on my computer... I think I became a really busy mom :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the news: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Szabi is in the day-care from 9 to 12:30 every weekday. He loves it!!!! He loves the other kids, gives them hugs and kisses, strokes them... He didn't eat anything at the day-care, he striked...but 3 days ago he started to eat and there is no way back...today he asked for more from the celery vegetable with liver.......grrrrrrrrrr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. I started to give him omega3 2 weeks ago and there is a good change. He eats more, became more indipendent, gives sounds all day (sometimes he was in shut-up mode for days...), became a more happy and smart kid. Maybe it is not the omega3 just the daycare...but who knows???? He started to act like a normal 2 yo kid (without speech of course...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. I see the changes every day in his playing, that he is observing and imitating his play mates...he is starting to use his play cars according to rules...not just spinning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. We bought a tricycle for him, he enjoyes it ....bye-bey stroller!!!! Of course we bought the one which has a pusher for the parent :)))))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A funny pic for you.... never too early.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RhaYgFlMjWI/AAAAAAAAABw/4rHsLxzHfD8/s1600-h/IMG_2073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050391709164014946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RhaYgFlMjWI/AAAAAAAAABw/4rHsLxzHfD8/s320/IMG_2073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Kati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-105173304636501278?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/105173304636501278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=105173304636501278' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/105173304636501278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/105173304636501278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/04/well-i-am-too-lazy-to-make-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/RhaYgFlMjWI/AAAAAAAAABw/4rHsLxzHfD8/s72-c/IMG_2073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-5533331839716432297</id><published>2007-03-19T13:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T13:53:41.255+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Update3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I didn't post for a while... Szabi was ill, he is caughing yet, so he spent only 6 days in the day-care :))) Last week we had a long week-end, there was a national celebration here, so Laci could spent 4 days at home, we did our first barbecue party with friends this year!!!&lt;br /&gt;The weather was beautiful, we spent a lot of time outside, prepared the garden for spring, Szabi enjoyed it very much...&lt;br /&gt;He became so wilfull and dodgy, opens all door, climbs up onto the chairs and tables, if he is inside he wants to go outside, if he is outside wants to go back....huhhh, he is a real 2 years old with many types of tantrum in order to reach what he wants... Sometimes I just want to spank him, but I think it would be needless...:))))&lt;br /&gt;So, there is a few new photo of him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rf6E1MQPEuI/AAAAAAAAABE/SKXYNk3VKVg/s1600-h/IMG_2038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043614682058789602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rf6E1MQPEuI/AAAAAAAAABE/SKXYNk3VKVg/s320/IMG_2038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a party man :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rf6FWMQPEvI/AAAAAAAAABM/92XZ_HcqQFc/s1600-h/IMG_2069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043615248994472690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rf6FWMQPEvI/AAAAAAAAABM/92XZ_HcqQFc/s320/IMG_2069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just jogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rf6FicQPEwI/AAAAAAAAABU/3Kpa_g_fWIE/s1600-h/IMG_2066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043615459447870210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rf6FicQPEwI/AAAAAAAAABU/3Kpa_g_fWIE/s320/IMG_2066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love with the neighbour's cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rf6Fw8QPExI/AAAAAAAAABc/wx1yU3fcJm4/s1600-h/IMG_2044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043615708555973394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rf6Fw8QPExI/AAAAAAAAABc/wx1yU3fcJm4/s320/IMG_2044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being sick with daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rf6GAsQPEyI/AAAAAAAAABk/kg2PkkYgskk/s1600-h/IMG_2052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043615979138913058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rf6GAsQPEyI/AAAAAAAAABk/kg2PkkYgskk/s320/IMG_2052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the penal-sofa...thinking about what he did... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Kati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-5533331839716432297?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/5533331839716432297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=5533331839716432297' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/5533331839716432297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/5533331839716432297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/03/update3.html' title='Update3'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rf6E1MQPEuI/AAAAAAAAABE/SKXYNk3VKVg/s72-c/IMG_2038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-3106297853261726082</id><published>2007-03-06T12:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T12:30:16.376+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We are always in hurry.... PT and nursery, too... We were at the nursery 2 times, Szabi likes it, no crying, only when we have to go home... he gets lunch, too....these baby-menus at the nursery are gruesome: white carrot-vegetable with potatoe-puree, cheese and egg....today there was string-bean with potatoe and meat....brrrrrrrrrrr :((((((( and everything is in one plate!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think Szabi is going to endure the nursery, I hope there will be no bigger problems .... knock it down... :) He didn't mind too much when he got a pat from another kid or somebody toss him away...he simply went and find another toy...or give the pat back :DDD (when the nannies didn't see it of course)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At the weekend we celebrated Szabi's birthday at my parents' house with the family, next weekend with the friends. Here is a few photo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Re1Pu5hurmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1eIPrI6XQII/s1600-h/2007-03-04-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038771225232322146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Re1Pu5hurmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1eIPrI6XQII/s320/2007-03-04-3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Re1PnZhurlI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9_rrLbul1Xg/s1600-h/2007-03-04-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038771096383303250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Re1PnZhurlI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9_rrLbul1Xg/s320/2007-03-04-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Re1O4JhurkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/B5GNhIathsE/s1600-h/2007-03-04-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038770284634484290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Re1O4JhurkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/B5GNhIathsE/s320/2007-03-04-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Re1OvZhurjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/et9LmSvUuBU/s1600-h/2007-03-05-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038770134310628914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Re1OvZhurjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/et9LmSvUuBU/s320/2007-03-05-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Kati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-3106297853261726082?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/3106297853261726082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=3106297853261726082' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/3106297853261726082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/3106297853261726082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/03/quick-update_06.html' title='Quick update 2'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Re1Pu5hurmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1eIPrI6XQII/s72-c/2007-03-04-3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-3546294674935159861</id><published>2007-03-02T13:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T14:11:03.633+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update</title><content type='html'>Sorry I didn't blog for a while.... On Tuesday and wednesday we travelled to Budapest (our capital) for a really big controll (blood, eye, teeth, heart ultrasound, kidney and belly us) and every doctor was really well-informed about ws, they saw a lot of ws-kid, so they know what are they searching for :) Every result was perfect, his SVAS didn't change anything fortunately.&lt;br /&gt;If everything goes well on monday I'll take Szabi to the nursery first time.... we have to arrive at 10 and we can stay there till 12. I am so excited!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Szabi has a little lympho-knot on his neck, I hope this is just a normal knot!!! The pedi said that it is normal, he had a really bad illness a month ago, maybe this is the problem or some infection is in his body now... For safety sake on monday afternnon we'll go and visit her :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice weekend, love, Kati&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-3546294674935159861?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/3546294674935159861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=3546294674935159861' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/3546294674935159861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/3546294674935159861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/03/quick-update.html' title='Quick update'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-4519014988389408128</id><published>2007-02-21T12:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T13:00:41.173+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I am pleased</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Huhh, everything was OK yesterday, Szabi did his best: he was a smiley, pleasant kid, brought his books to the nanny, pointed out the babies from a magazine, climbed up between us while we were talking, brought wooden spoons and a can opener from the kitchen etc. I was so proud. The nanny was so pleased, too, she said she thinks there will be no problem with Szabi in the preschool. We will start the 'preschool training' on 5th march, and if everything goes well after 2 weeks we can try if Szabi takes his nap in the preschool. I am so excited!!!!&lt;br /&gt;This morning we went to the preschool to meet his therapists....well, they were very-very sweetie....TOO sweetie (but under the smiling faces I felt the tenseness and what they think really)! But: Szabi gets 2*1 hour OT a week, it will be a group-therapy with 4 other kids, plus he gets 1 hour OT, too but that time he'll be alone. Plus: he gets speech therapy, too!!!! And our PT doesn't change, the preschool has no physicotherapist, Szabi loves his PT, I am so pleased that we needn't change her!!!&lt;br /&gt;So the point is: I am totally satisfied now with the changes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ps.: Szabi did 2 milestones in the last week: reached all the door handles, so he can open every door and he can climb up to the sofa (these were the highest points which he couldn't reach by now in our house :). Maybe he grow a few centimeters plus being much tactician :DDD After a few months of doing nothing interesting he started to develop. So, moms, don't give up, our kids can surprise us suddenly :))))))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think this little man is up to some hanky-panky???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rdw0UkHPo5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/SZZC-WarzRk/s1600-h/IMG_1874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033956011389461394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rdw0UkHPo5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/SZZC-WarzRk/s320/IMG_1874.JPG" 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/34848847-4519014988389408128?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/4519014988389408128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=4519014988389408128' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/4519014988389408128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/4519014988389408128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-pleased.html' title='I am pleased'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rdw0UkHPo5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/SZZC-WarzRk/s72-c/IMG_1874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-7811389700081096773</id><published>2007-02-20T14:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T14:31:10.615+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep your fingers crossed!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Keep your fingers crossed fro us, girls, this afternoon Szabi's nanny from the preschool is going to visit our family.... She asked me to inform her about the ws, this will be the first time when I have to explain ws to someone, I wrote a little list for help :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I met her my first impression was that she looks like if someone mixed a a chef, a soldier and a Brunhilda (a farmer-girl) from Germany.... :) She is a little bit tremendous, but loves children. I am a little bit nervous... I cleaned up the house while Szabi has his nap, now I run and wash my hair :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll be cleverer, going to report my experiences!!!&lt;br /&gt;Love from Kati and Szabi (who is 'reading' with daddy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rdr3YUHPo4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6rWUn_uonsg/s1600-h/2007-02-07-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033607530627965826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rdr3YUHPo4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6rWUn_uonsg/s320/2007-02-07-3.JPG" 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/34848847-7811389700081096773?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/7811389700081096773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=7811389700081096773' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/7811389700081096773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/7811389700081096773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/02/keep-your-fingers-crossed.html' title='Keep your fingers crossed!!!'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p1mV0LT5CxE/Rdr3YUHPo4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6rWUn_uonsg/s72-c/2007-02-07-3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-117137008788525267</id><published>2007-02-13T13:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T13:37:57.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday we went to the neurologicist just to controll Szabi's development... The doc surprised me, he said that we needn't have to come back for controls, only if we need some paper, but he is very happy when he sees Szabi is doing well, but that's all. There were no examinations or tests, just wrote a memo that Szabi is walking stably but his moving is a little lumpy and he is not speaking yet. I don't know if I jump for joy ( -1 doc!!!) or be frustrated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today we went to the preschool, too, I was very proud of Szabi, he took his nanny's hand and walk into the room with her, looked at the children and in the next second he walked away for play. He looked at me a few times while I was speaking with the nanny, when I called him he came to me but he wasn't so happy while we left the preschool :)))))) Official his first day will be 5th March. All of his groupmates are healthy, cute kids, I hope that it is the best choice for him. He'll get OT twice a week just as now, but his therapists will change. I try not to worry about this, because I think he didn't make a big friendship with his 2 OT, he is only love with his PT (but fortunately she won't change). His OT will be in the preschool, I am not contented with it, but I have no other chioce if I want him in a healthy group. Before the ws diagnosis we were here a few times for PT, but I felt that these therapist were a little regretful and disdainful with us. When the ws turned out they wanted me to give Szabi into their preschool in the injured group. I said no, so I think there will be a little stress between us....but I don't mind... in the worst case they won't do anything with Szabi :DDDDD He'll take this 2 hours per week with them, I think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The good news it that I have 77 days time off work, I'll go back to work on 8th March, but with this holiday I have to go back only the end of June!!!! My boss said that he'll be happy if I'll be on holiday in July ( I have 25 days time off remained in 2007) so if everything goes well I have to work only from 18th July!!!! Hurray!!!!!!! Of course my boss asked if we want another baby.... I said yes, the sooner we can, it'll be the best for us and the best for my workplace, too (not to go back and have a baby after a year for example). he wasn't so surprised, he didn't get a shock or anything else ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, no more news today, but here are a few pic for you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Szabi helps cleaning up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/993980/2007-02-05-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/320/862159/2007-02-05-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. Reading with daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/403955/2007-02-07-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/320/876771/2007-02-07-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Tea-time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/138673/2007-02-07-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/320/868882/2007-02-07-1.jpg" border="0" /&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/34848847-117137008788525267?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/117137008788525267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=117137008788525267' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/117137008788525267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/117137008788525267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/02/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-117007209312025119</id><published>2007-01-29T12:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T13:01:33.136+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Illness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Szabi was very ill at the weekend, I think he never was so ill in his life. Fever, cough (which caused puke).... so he got antibiotics and now he got well, but is not on the top... He was clinging on me all day, and he felt himself so wretchedly that my heart broke again and again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today was the first day when he is up to sg. bad :))) Recovery!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While he was ill he indulged in watching Sesame street on tv. I always hated this series...ha-ha....sometimes I think that Szabi is the opposite of me, he likes/hates the opposite things that I do. He is crazy for cats, I don't love them, but there are dozens of cats here...and every cat is running through our garden...huhhhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here is a pic of him while watching Sesame street:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/79017/2007-01-29-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/320/820568/2007-01-29-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Have to got, I have a lot og things to do, which weren't done at the weekend!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Love, Kati&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-117007209312025119?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/117007209312025119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=117007209312025119' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/117007209312025119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/117007209312025119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/01/illness.html' title='Illness'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-116947307998543824</id><published>2007-01-22T14:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T14:51:20.106+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Curious little boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I became a little more optimistic in the past 1-2 weeks because Szabi discovered that if he points onto sg. his crazy mom and dad say the name of the thing. So this little man goes to anywhere with his forefinger and points, looks and memorizes...and again, other thing, points, looks, memorizes.... I'm in love with him but this kind of play sometimes a little boring (and nerve-racking... for example when he is in his high chair and instead of eating he points table, chair, plate, glass, spoon, wall, shelf, lamp one ofter one...and again...and again... and if I stop he became resentful... with smaller or bigger hissy, of course :DDDDDD But I am so proud of him, because I see that he's gonna speak sometime in the future!!!!! Up to this time he pointed out for only our asking 'where is the dog, cat????' etc., but now this is some other! He became curious for the name of the things.... or maybe he only enjoys that he controls his parents' speech? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love, Kati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-116947307998543824?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/116947307998543824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=116947307998543824' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116947307998543824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116947307998543824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/01/curious-little-boy_22.html' title='Curious little boy'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-116860539742860262</id><published>2007-01-12T12:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T13:27:46.400+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradox</title><content type='html'>Hi Girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I didn't blog for a while, but I think I had a mini depression :) Plus I got a really nice virus for my stomach, too, so I wasn't in a good mood in the past few weeks... :D&lt;br /&gt;The things didn't change a lot, no more activities at Szabi, he isn't speaking yet, only says 'DADDY'... of course in hungarian... :D (it sounds like appa) But he does it with such a big empathy that his dad falls in love with him again and again...&lt;br /&gt;You know, that I am so realist, but 3 days ago there was a news in the TV, what hit my heart... The story was about artificial genes. It doesn't mean anything interesting for me, I know that it would be very useful in the future, but doesn't help for my child. BUT: the shock came when I realized that all over the world there are a lot of research on artificial genes, but there is one, which is close enough to start the animal-tests... just a note before I say what caused a little shock to me: hungarian people are good at math, physics, chemistry and other natural sciences, for example the inventor of the vitamin C, dynamo, match or nowadays the oil-eater bacteriums, and unfortunately one of those scientists were hungarian, too, who made the first atom-bomb...&lt;br /&gt;So, get to business: this research runs in Hungary, and exactly in Szeged, the town where I live, and the research-center is only a few streets down from us... We usually walk by the center every day...&lt;br /&gt;I was in tears... to know that maybe in the future somebody can heal (or anticipate) this syndrome, but this research isn't useful for us, it can't heal my son... It was the last drop in the glass, I felt myself so miserable that never in my life.&lt;br /&gt;A day after this incient I was in the grocery with Szabi and met a 12-13 nontypical boy with his dad. He had a very hoarse voice and enthuses over everything (literally!!!)... so he could be Szabi in 10 years... he waved to Szabi while they were standing behind us at the cassa and he was speaking and speaking and speaking.... his dad started to be angry, the other people started to feel themselves comfortless and suddenly a 4 yrs old girl asked his dad: look dad, there is that boy... isn't he hungarian? His dad asked why. He is speaking so strange - replied the little girl. Is he ill? I didn't hear what was the answer.... I saw our future for a second. Maybe we are going to get used to these situations... But what if Szabi will ask me: why I am not like other children? What will be my answer?&lt;br /&gt;I can state bravely, that this week wasn't the best week in my life... Oh, I nearly forgot: the normal créche didn't keep up a place for Szabi, and we have to go to the integrated créche, fortunately in the healthy group, but this fight and at last the defeat was very dismal for me.&lt;br /&gt;I wish a very happy and peaceful weekend to all of you....and for me, too :DDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Kati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/663985/IMG_1807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/320/61602/IMG_1807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/38582/IMG_1826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/320/488636/IMG_1826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/1055/IMG_1830.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pic 1.: We got back our baby-seat from my friend, I put Szabi in it... funny... a few monts ago it was big for him ...hay-yay...time flies!!!&lt;br /&gt;pic 2.: Szabi used to keep his mouth like this in the past few weeks.... I am very pleased... his faced changed with it a lot!!! He makes himself mouth-therapy, I think... I hope it is useful for him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-116860539742860262?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/116860539742860262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=116860539742860262' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116860539742860262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116860539742860262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2007/01/paradox.html' title='Paradox'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-116644971306047922</id><published>2006-12-18T13:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T14:50:19.760+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics</title><content type='html'>Just a few pics to let you know we are alive :)))))) Nothing interesting happened to us, we are living in the "grey" week-days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum tries to force me feed myself with the spoon.... what does she thinks????? NOOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/782272/2006-12-16-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/320/57301/2006-12-16-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one? The bigger or the smaller duck???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/134972/2006-12-16-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/320/995640/2006-12-16-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the smaller one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/618059/2006-12-16-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/320/512852/2006-12-16-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this weight-gaining enough for mommy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/788980/2006-12-16-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/320/602634/2006-12-16-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Kati&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-116644971306047922?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/116644971306047922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=116644971306047922' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116644971306047922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116644971306047922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2006/12/pics.html' title='Pics'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-116592713671667926</id><published>2006-12-12T12:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T13:38:56.823+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No title</title><content type='html'>Hi Girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our 'perfect' babysitter got a new job.... this is my luck... :( I start to find another babysitter....grrrrrrrrr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wrote that Szabi has an eating strike....well, I got his weight checked and he is more than 27 pounds (and 33 inches).... ha-ha-ha what a crazy mom I am :))))))))) I promised that I will never force him to eat if he isn't hungry :DDDDDD Sometimes I feel that I am not fair-minded with Szabi, because if he hasn't got ws he wouldn't be under a microscope (as someone in the blogs said...). I have ambivalent feelings because of it 1. I try not to put him under microscope 2. but I feel that I don't do enough for him, maybe I could be more hard-working with him.... 3. but I try to rear him as a totally normal child, so trying to leave him to do those things that he wants and not to fear of everything. For example eating his favourite chocolate alone????? :))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/87562/IMG_1600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/320/966056/IMG_1600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, it is not funny, but sometimes I forget where is the limit between normal and ws...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bye for you now, I have to go to the kitcen, I smell that the cookie is ready!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today I took a few pic of Szabi, the weather is really cold here, but he doesn't want to wear gloves!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/246890/IMG_1613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/320/757942/IMG_1613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/466590/IMG_1618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/320/506241/IMG_1618.jpg" border="0" /&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/34848847-116592713671667926?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/116592713671667926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=116592713671667926' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116592713671667926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116592713671667926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-title.html' title='No title'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-116532061493335236</id><published>2006-12-05T12:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T13:10:14.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Despondency</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I really don't know what is going to be the best for us a normal créche (sorry if I use this word, but I don't know what is the difference between créche, preschool, kindergarten etc., because here there is an institute for children age 6mos-3 yrs and kindergarten 3-6 yrs). Specialists say that Szabi has to go to a normal community, but if I see it well the head of the normal créche doesn't really want it, but the integrated créche's head really wants Szabi (I know it is all about the money unfortunately...). So we are hanging between this 2 créche.... well, I really don't know...(Note: Integration doesn't work as well here as in the USA!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But the good news is I found a really good babysitter for Szabi, she worked at the integrated créche but he started a new university that's why she got the push... She is a teacher for nontypical children, she is 28 yrs old, but her husband has a really good job so the babysittering is just a hobby for her beside studying and she really wanted to work with a nontypical child. We agreed that she will carry him to PT and OT, then back to the créche and if Szabi is ill she is at home with him!!! Hurray!!!!!! I don't dare to beleive that I have such a luck!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Szabi's strike on food is still on.... tomorrow I want to weight him at the doc, because I think he lost weight... he eats only heavy foods for adults (but he eats only a little portion...), spaghetti bolognese, pizza, bread, cookies, no veggies except pumpkin and courgette and no fruits!!!! I can't stuff him as a goose!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;His favourite nonfood is kuki which is extrudated corn with oil and salt, it has got a funny name with 2 meanings: 1. corny 2. weenie, so it's so funny when I ask in a supermarket where can I find the weenie :DDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here is Szabi with his favourite weenie :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/519919/IMG_1598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/320/43920/IMG_1598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And I nearly forgot about Cheerios :))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/728558/IMG_1574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/320/800508/IMG_1574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Did you know that Cheerios is more delicious from a potty? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/723657/IMG_1591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/320/555377/IMG_1591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/100705/IMG_1578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/320/570863/IMG_1578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And he is acting like a little soldier :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/1600/736020/IMG_1570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4688/3470/320/552057/IMG_1570.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bye for now, I hope everyone has a nice week!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ps.: Congratulations to Daven and his mom for the hardworking and the result!!!! :))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-116532061493335236?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/116532061493335236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=116532061493335236' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116532061493335236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116532061493335236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2006/12/despondency.html' title='Despondency'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-116417955275715297</id><published>2006-11-22T07:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T11:37:41.320+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PT at Hungary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As I promised I took a few photo yesterday to share with you how a PT goes here :) I am so curious what is the difference between therapies here and at you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, here are the pics: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At first a little warm-up with weights on his legs. He can walk and play with his favourite toys while watching others childrens' therapies.&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Streching while swinging, after there is a short gym on the ground, a little massage etc.&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big ball, Szabi hated it a few weeks 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stepping on the stairs :DDDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1547.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1547.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1550.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Running just like mom does 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or he has to pull himself with his hands while he is on his belly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And at the end of the therapy he used to do with the therapist a few somersaultes and make him to move like a barrow (on the last pic)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1539.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1539.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, Szabi used to do these on a PT, it is a strange feeling while I look through these pics, it is so evident and natural for us to have therapies, but I am sorry that I am not on the 'other side', one of those moms who are only hearing these scary-stories about nontypical children. I can't imagine how much more time I have if we shouldn't go to these therapies.... maybe we were boring :DDDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Love, Kati&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-116417955275715297?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/116417955275715297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=116417955275715297' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116417955275715297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116417955275715297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2006/11/pt-at-hungary.html' title='PT at Hungary'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-116404973749908877</id><published>2006-11-20T19:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T20:08:57.556+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time goes by so fast, sometimes I really don't know 'where is my head' :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I decided not to sit down to the computer, only if I have more than 15 minutes and I really don't have anything else to do... and here is the result: I didn't post in the last week... :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tomorrow I want to take the camera at PT to take some photos to you, I am so curious what is the difference between the therapies... Tomorrow is the day when I get Laci to come with us to see what his son does with the therapist. A few weeks ago I  couldn't imagine that there is a day when Szabi won't roar all through the therapy... and a miracle happened, he loves it, he started to enjoy the exercises and he noticed that it is a big fun! After 5-6 months crying and roaring he became a smiling, proud little boy during the PT :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Not to enjoy myself too much, Szabi started to have an eating-strike: the more bread and other 'dry-food' he eats, the less cooked-food he wants to eat... There was a day when he ate only his formula and only bread, biscuits (he had to be so hungry, because I didn't give him much, only to save him from the die of hunger, but he didn't want to eat his lunch), and being a silly mum I started to worry that my son starts to loose weight. After this worry I saw him eating a double portion of bean-soup with smoked trotters and I had to realize that my son begun to be simply very fastidious....duhhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bye for now, I lent the Before sunset with Ethan Hawke, I hope I'll have  nice evening with this film!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love, Kati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-116404973749908877?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/116404973749908877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=116404973749908877' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116404973749908877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116404973749908877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2006/11/time-goes-by-so-fast-sometimes-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-116341985601255548</id><published>2006-11-13T12:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T13:10:57.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Comment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hi my favourite bloggers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days ago there were a big power failure across Europe and this failure blasted our computer's power supply.... that's why I didn't blog such a long time. I need a lot of time to come up with myself at blogging :))))&lt;br /&gt;Good news: Szabi eats pizza, crescent, hot-sandwich, scone etc. but he still doesn't like the crumb only the outside of the bread when it is fresh :DD&lt;br /&gt;So, I have one less problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And I needn't have to cut it into pieces, he only eats them in whole/gross.... huhhhhhh one less problem???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't know what is the weather like at you, but the winter came here, there is so cold, Szabi hates dressing up, every morning there is a hissy when I try to press him into his coat :) I hope it won't go on whole winter....yack....Although they are so sweet in their big winter-coats...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1485.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At mondays and fridays we started to go at a play-house, this is a place for little children with full of toys, but the parents need to stay there. I want Szabi to get used to children-screaming, he is doing great, I think. He is yet clinging on me sometimes but he is more braver and braver, I hope it is a good start for the créche. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He got a police-car from his dad (it has blue-light, siren etc.), we have to carry it everywhere, he is crazy of his niiiiiiinooooo-car:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And the best thing is that he is not just spinning the wheels, but pushing the car, hahhh, how I have waited for this!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He got a little chair and table from my brothers', he loves the chair very much, since always wants to sit onto sg., he looks very funny when trying to sit onto a ball or a little box :))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I have to go, I hope you enjoy the pictures, I try to read back your blogs, so curious what happened while I was away!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love, Kati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-116341985601255548?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/116341985601255548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=116341985601255548' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116341985601255548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116341985601255548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2006/11/comment.html' title='Comment'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-116227743532859226</id><published>2006-10-31T07:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T12:00:29.486+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At last week Szabi's OT asked me if I can teach Szabi at home how to blow... She said it would be useful for him. I know it myself, too, but it is not as easy as they think. She said we can try to blow candles or shoap-bubbles. Well, at Dóri's (my brother's daughter) birtday party Szabi wanted to touch that luckless candle or at least he wanted to taste it :))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At home we tried the bubbles of course without any result, Szabi is very interested in touching them or takes apart the whole set, but that's all :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1469.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And of course on the bubbler-set there is a warning: don't use it with children under 3 :DDDD ha-ha.... I always have to laugh when I try to force Szabi to do sg. which isn't allowed or normal or usual at his age.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I decided to buy pencils, Play-doh, little chair and table for him and try to play with him as a big-boy, I am really curious how it'll work. Soon he has to go to a normal créche and there are only chairs and tables for them at meals, and little beds - not cribs, but I beleive if he sees the other children he'll do the same things as they.... Other moms said that our kids can imitate other kids very well :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And a really good news: at least he is able to use his forefinger in normal use: if I ask him for example where is the kitten in a book he points out proudly... another milestone :)))))) although a plenty few months later than normal :((((  Sometimes I really give way to despair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love, Kati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-116227743532859226?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/116227743532859226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=116227743532859226' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116227743532859226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116227743532859226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2006/10/stupid-things.html' title='Stupid things'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-116171511351854514</id><published>2006-10-24T20:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T20:40:22.940+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Two days ago I complained why-Szabi-doesn't-eat-bread :) Today at dinner we ate hot-sandwiches, Szabi simply got out a piece of it from my plate and started to eat it. He did it that kind of empathy if he loves bread and he used to do this everday :D ha-ha ... I wish every problem could solve themselves this soon!!!!!!!! I felt that tears got in my eyes while looking at him with bread in his mouth... What a little thing is enough for happiness :)))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No other exciting thing happened to us, I cought a cold last week but I am better, now Laci is ill, but Szabi is well fortunately... I don't know how these little guys can do it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The weather is unusually warm here, it is 70 °F and sunny, we try to enjoy these last wonderful days. Szabi is outside almost all day, nowadays he loves to discover the nature with spiders, leaf, grass and so on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The bad news is that we have to go to the orthopaedics to take a look at his feet, beause he has a very big splay-foot, it is not a big trouble but it effects his knees and hips, and if he isn't wearing orthopaedic shoes he'll has X-feet... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love to all of you!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-116171511351854514?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/116171511351854514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=116171511351854514' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116171511351854514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116171511351854514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-tears.html' title='Happy tears'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-116136946722481569</id><published>2006-10-20T20:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T20:37:47.233+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today wasn't the best day in my life. When  I woke up everything was OK, but after OT we were walking by a kindergarten with Szabi, a few kids came to us and they were standing by the fence. They were so cute, Szabi was smiling at them, they were smiling, too and were spoking to me. Suddenly a little boy came to us and said: Yeah, he has very funny teeth! I wondered that it didn't hurt me and I wasn't angry about it or sg. else. But it bitched my day. In my mind suddenly appeared one of Ava's grandma's blog, the 'What if...' and I felt myself more and more worse... I have to face a few things what I didn't want to own up to myself: eating problems for example. Half a year ago it was not too bad, Szabi did his meals well, but since he didn't develop too much, he eats lumpy food, but with sauce only, he doesn't eat bread or 'dry' foods only cookies, salty sticks and so on... And the nights: he was a very good sleeper, and he is a good sleeper now, too, but he only falls asleep at 9 pm and wake up at 7-7:30 am, I think it isn't enough for a 1,5 yr old little boy. After lunch he has a 3 hours long nap, which I have to shorten, today I woked up him after 1,5 hour, but he is not sleeping now, although I put him in his crib at 7:20 pm and now it is 8:20... He is not crying or sg. like this, simply he is not sleeping... I cannot beleive this!!! I hope that the clock-retooling wil be good for us and I can exploit it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And his speach! He says nothing meaningful, he makes the sounds so strange, but at least if he has cheerfulness he is using baby-language, of course with so strange sounds and noises, but most of the time he is in 'shut-up-mode' as Nancy used to write at Erik :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okey, girls, I feel a little better now, that I could complained to you :))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I better go and watch my favourite series, the Mc Leods' daughters... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love, Kati (and Szabi who is not sleeping yet!!!!! ggrrrrrrrr)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-116136946722481569?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/116136946722481569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=116136946722481569' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116136946722481569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116136946722481569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2006/10/bad-day.html' title='Bad day'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-116106364013167941</id><published>2006-10-17T07:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T07:40:40.140+02:00</updated><title type='text'>No time...</title><content type='html'>Hi Girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I didn't write for a week, but it is not because I don't feel it necessary or I don't love you, it's just because we are very busy and try to enjoy the last sunny autunm-days. Nothing interesting happened to us, Szabi is very cheerful, at least he started to like his P-therapist and he doesn't cry at the gyms. He becomes more and more impish and naughty day by day, but I am so thankful for it: sometimes forgot that he has ws :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;His favourite toy nowdays is the claping butterfly, he fell in love with this butterfly so much that the little girl, who lives at next door, gave it to him: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;His other favoutite toy is my brother's older daughter, Dóri, who is 10 yrs old, I think he is in love with her, he always stroking her hair, wants to sit/walk/stand etc. with her: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Fortunately they are living not far from us, so they can see each other every week, Dóri is so proud of herself that she is such a big girl, Szabi is so proud of being with such a big girl :DDDD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Bye for now, I have to prepare Szabi to the next PT (and I hope he won't cry nor this time, it is much more comfortable to be there for an hour without roaring :))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Love, I go and read your blogs, too, I'm curious what happened to you!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Kati &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-116106364013167941?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/116106364013167941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=116106364013167941' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116106364013167941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116106364013167941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-time.html' title='No time...'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-116039229009661673</id><published>2006-10-09T12:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T13:11:30.126+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At least I had a little time and I could read your blogs! Huh, a lot of things happened to you, girls, first of all congratulations to Erik on his birthday and kisses to Clare for the successfull surgery! And of course big hugs to all of you!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Szabi has a nap, so I have a little time to write before I go and start to cook :( I don't know how you feel about it, but I don't really like it, namely I don't like the dishes after cooking... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-09-1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/2006-10-09-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To freak you out I want to tell you what is the kids' favourite goody here, in Hungary, and of course Szabi is crazy for it too: we call it chocolate coated cottage cheese finger, it is sweet cottage chesse covered with milk or plain chocolate and we have to keep it in the fridge, it is a 'hungaricum'.. Most of the foreign people find it very interesting, but they don't like it :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I used to chop it up and Szabi eats the final morsels, too (it is a really good therapy, isn't is???? :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-09-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/2006-10-09-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmmmmm, it is so delicious, mommy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-09-3.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/2006-10-09-3.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't know how could I do it, but Szabi isn't eat with spoon himself, I have to feed him with it... I don't like if everything is dirty from his meal, so I don't want him to fumble in it with his hands... If I force him to eat with spoon himself, he is eating only 1/4 or 1/2 portion than he used to... So, girls, do you have any idea to endear the self-feeding with Szabi???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And a question to all of you. Do your kids have bigger hands and/or feet? Szabi has big hands (just see the pictures above...) and feet, everybody says he will be a really big man, his dad is very tall, too. I saw somewhere that ws-kids have puffy hands, but only puufy or big, too? Funny, most kids are smaller... sometimes I envy you, who have smaller kids, I think it isn't so conspicouos that they are not so skillfull that othet kids in their age. Szabi becomes more and more expert in walking and standing up but he is light years from other kids... :( It is very conspicous because he is nearly bigger and heavier than kids in his age :DDD ha-ha what a paradox!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Big hugs and kisses to all of you from Kati and Szabi: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-07-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/2006-10-07-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-09-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-116039229009661673?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/116039229009661673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=116039229009661673' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116039229009661673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/116039229009661673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2006/10/eating.html' title='Eating...'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-115996747883072869</id><published>2006-10-04T12:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T15:11:18.870+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The little mischief</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Every time when the silence is too big I could be sure that Szabi does something mischief... He knows what is permitted or not to him, but he always wants to step through the limits. Yesterday evening we were at the kitchen with Laci, Szabi was in the living-room. Of course he switched on and off the TV with the remote control, but we had 10 minutes to speak with each other, so we allowed him to do it. But he didn't come out to us after a few minutes as he used to do... I went to the room and he was super-proud of himself: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A few miniutes later his dad started to play with him, they were such crazy, I don't know which of them were the biggest kid :))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/IMG_1324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/IMG_1324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-115996747883072869?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/115996747883072869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=115996747883072869' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/115996747883072869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/115996747883072869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2006/10/little-mischief.html' title='The little mischief'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-115978202060215902</id><published>2006-10-02T11:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T11:50:58.200+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday we went to the zoo with Szabi, the weather was beautiful, but there were a million people there, we couldn't get near to the main animals, so Szabi's favoutite was the pig and the bunny :) He didn't like parrots, he got frightened of their voice: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-19.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/2006-10-01-19.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh, I nearly forgot, he loved the giant tortoises!!! Apart from playing with the gravels, he was in Laci's or my hands...huhhh, he is so heavy, nearly 26 lbs, I feel stiff in my arms now!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-26.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/2006-10-01-26.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Today we were at the Early Intervention Centre and got this year's plan what to intervent... There are a lot of goals to reach, I am a little bit frustrated thatthere are so many things to do (for example: saying hello, please etc., get on and off main clothes, 'peel off from mom', because he is very 'mommied' and so on... I hope we can do at least the main things... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And a bad news (for me): Szabi is able to open the fridge!!! I have to get a baby-lock on it, he loves to open it again and again:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/2006-09-30-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/2006-09-30-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And he is so proud of himself to get something out of it!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-115978202060215902?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/115978202060215902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=115978202060215902' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/115978202060215902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/115978202060215902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2006/10/zoo.html' title='Zoo'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-115927588292659807</id><published>2006-09-26T14:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T13:56:54.953+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning from other moms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am always learning from other moms, leastwise they formulate those thoughts which I can't.... Reading the blogs I find a newer part of myself every day.&lt;br /&gt;I realize that I don't have enough time, or maybe I use my time not well enough. (Should I have to do sg. other than sitting in front of the computer and read blogs???? :)))))&lt;br /&gt;Every OT or PT is before noon, so our half-day is vanish. I don't have enough time to do some shopping, being with other moms pushing the strollers in the city or simply 'bum' somewhere. I have a little feeling that I don't belong to nowhere, I can't spend enough time with moms with typical kids and I surmount the temptation to make deep friendship with nontypical children's moms. My heart is so unstable, I don't need to be always in a distressed situation with one more nontypical children :) Okay, these are only thoughts, the thruth is that I started to speak a lot with another mom whom I met at swimming pool and turned out that we are at the same place at PT. She has a very handsome son with wonderful light-blond hair, he is 2 yrs old, but cannot walk. I don't know the exact problem, but I am not curious for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was a buisy mom till we didn't get the ws-result, before it I had programmes every day with another mom. Since we can only meet rarely and I am so sorry about that. She accepted Szabi as he is, she loves him, she has no baffling questions, knows (or have an idea) what I was going through. It was very comfortable for me. I need someone to meet sometimes with, I don't like myself as a lonely mom, I think nowadays this is my main problem. Maybe this is the cause why I said to Laci, OK, let's go to Naples for 3 yrs. I always protested going to foreign countries, but I think this is the right time to do it. You know he is a soldier and he has to go to other countries sometimes, in a 2 yrs time for 6 months, maybe into Kosovo or Afghanistan, Iraq??? OR: he can go with the family for 2-4 yrs to Naples, Brusseles, Germany, Turkish etc. Maybe it would be the best for us. Of course we have to lobby for that, but we do our best. If we can find the perfect person, we can go to the USA, too, it would be funny to meet personally with you, wouldn't it? :DDDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I did a few pics yesterday just for you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. hide and seek with the curtain 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-09-26-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/2006-09-26-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. hide and seek 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-09-26-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/2006-09-26-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. he is always running everywhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-09-26-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/2006-09-26-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. favourite loveable toy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-09-26-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/2006-09-26-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, let's finish my blog: at 10-11 we were at OT, Szabi was extra sensitive, he had no taste for doing anything which is useful for him, this was the first time when he cried at the Early Intervention Centre. I don't know why, maybe he doesn't like his new therapist (nor do I...)... Fortunately she is not the only one, Szabi is in love with his other therapist!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After OT we went to do a little shopping, a new C&amp;A opened not far from the EIC, so we did a little by-pass before I drove home. I met another mom while shopping, I know her from the center. It is a crazy thing that our city is not too small (166.000 people live in it + 100.000 students) and everywhere I meet familiar moms who are take their children early inventerventioning... There are too many nontypical kids? Her daughter is only 1 month older than Szabi but she is on the nearly same developement-level. I don't know what is worse, knowing that your child is nontypical and you have a diagnosis, or you suspect that sg. is wrong, but you don't have a diagnosis and you want your child to be typical. I saw the fear and hope in her eyes.... she looked at Szabi (she knows he has ws) after looked at her daughter and I noticed that her thoughts can be like this: this is a little "R" boy... but he is walking, talking, eating etc. better than my healthy daughter... how could it happened?... maybe my daughter is nontypical kid... or worse.... "R"???? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes I am dismaled after this kind of chattings, but I am starting to get used to them. The world is far not perfect... 3 years ago my world was so perfect, a lot of people envied us. 3 years ago my mum was diagnosed with Alzheimer-disease, she was only 59 yrs old then, after Szabi was diagnosed with ws, then my dad had cath in his heart. I hope this is the end of the misadventure and in my life only good things can happen to us. I try to be positive :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love, Kati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-115927588292659807?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/115927588292659807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=115927588292659807' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/115927588292659807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/115927588292659807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2006/09/learning-from-other-moms.html' title='Learning from other moms'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34848847.post-115892109104388792</id><published>2006-09-22T12:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T13:25:54.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/01.11-2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/01.11-2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you noticed, my blog died... I don't know why and when, but it did...I tried to repair it, after an hour I hope it works again (of course I had to delete all the posts...) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-09-22-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/2006-09-22-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Szabi's new hobby: collecting fridge-magnets. He is crazy of them, just sticking them on the fridge and he suprises when the magnets don't stick on the wall or on the kitchen-furniture :)&lt;br /&gt;He is a real 'feller' he likes to walk with sg. in his mouth (his dad was crazy of keeping toothipick in his mouth, but I think this is such a hick-habit that he ended up it very soon :D ha-ha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And a good news: today one of our friend's daughter came into the world, she was born an hour ago, she is a very big baby, 4,2 kg (about 9 pounds!!!) and 53 cm. 3 weeks ago another little girl was born at another friend, but she came a little bit early at the 34th week and only 1,8 kg (4,1 pounds) and 43 cm. Girls, girls, girls everywhere :)))&lt;br /&gt;I am very jaundiced, they have newborn babies, and they are all healthy! Sometimes I am ashamed of myself, I have thoughts like why just me, I hope someone has a not 100% healthy baby and so on... I was always an optimistic and kind person, what happened to me? I know that if Szabi was a typical child I'd rejoice much more in baby-borns. I try to find back to myself, because I noticed that there are times when I can't really rejoice in anything...&lt;br /&gt;I put up a really ws-like photo of Szabi to the old-blog before it died, and I put it on once more, I am crazy of this photo despite all of the ws-characters, and I'd like to put it out to my new main-page... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-09-19-4.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/320/2006-09-19-4.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Love, Kati&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34848847-115892109104388792?l=szabismom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/feeds/115892109104388792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34848847&amp;postID=115892109104388792' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/115892109104388792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34848847/posts/default/115892109104388792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://szabismom.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-blog.html' title='New blog...'/><author><name>Kati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04582441895228979117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4688/3470/1600/2006-10-01-28.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
