tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82952375710880050792024-03-04T22:54:36.483-08:00Surviving 2 Boys And A Little GirlThe Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.comBlogger360125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-88678081313426146422010-02-26T12:55:00.000-08:002010-02-26T12:55:00.408-08:00Work Work WorkI have been working part-time solely from home for the last couple of years, but I recently got the bug to go back to working out in the world with people again instead of just a computer. Nothing against my kids but I also needed to get away for a few hours to talk with people who aren't going to whine and cry in the middle of every conversation:)<br /><br />I thought it would take some time to find a job but within a week of me sending my resume to about 10 companies I got hired on with 4. I am a per diem employee and they call me and ask if I want to take a case. It is a very flexible job in that I can go visit the people anytime I want.<br /><br />I did end up telling one of the companies I wasn't interested because they did not fully approve of me bringing the kids into the office to turn in my paperwork whereas the other three said it was not a problem at all. I have only been getting cases from 2 companies so far and have been a little busier than I anticipated! I am hoping to complete around 10 visits per week total for now.<br /><br />I have a family friend coming over and watching the kids Monday mornings for me, my sister is going to watch them on Wednesday mornings and then my hubby is home Fri, Sat and Sun if I need to make more visits. I am still doing my internet job at home which is about 10 hours a week but will be going to about 25 hours in a couple of weeks so I am going to be very busy, but so far I am really enjoying it!The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-65632267861172889772010-02-25T12:45:00.000-08:002010-02-25T12:45:00.461-08:00One Year Olds...<div align="center">Either I have forgotten how difficult the boys were at this age, or Little Missy is way worse than they were! I'm pretty sure I have just blocked it out, though. She has been so much work for the last couple of months. I'm pretty sure a lot of her problem has been her teeth and she keeps getting sick. In the past 2 weeks alone she has had one head cold and a stomach virus twice! </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6biT3fVrzS_4WZUy904tlOM2PKi2Cl25IqLjbZVWrutBygOoiIqusRTLziqe0eGk7zXls_4ukk_g4DyllsDzJiNfkgtGX6szAxqJsBReSpoAawFzA11Ir0Vb4LfyfqYxMPdEk2mRHpqg/s1600-h/tay+tay.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440430304291563922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6biT3fVrzS_4WZUy904tlOM2PKi2Cl25IqLjbZVWrutBygOoiIqusRTLziqe0eGk7zXls_4ukk_g4DyllsDzJiNfkgtGX6szAxqJsBReSpoAawFzA11Ir0Vb4LfyfqYxMPdEk2mRHpqg/s400/tay+tay.jpg" border="0" /></a> It sure is a good thing she is so cute and cuddly sometimes to make up for it:) Anyways I am 200% sure that I do not want anymore kids and am very glad that my hubby decided to get fixed months ago even though I wasn't positive I wanted him to. He told me I would thank him someday and I do:) </div>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-48563320858102865682010-02-23T12:38:00.000-08:002010-02-23T12:38:00.402-08:00Beach Day<div align="center">This month the science center class was called a day at the beach. They learned about sand and dug for sea shells.</div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440428020550950914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 387px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlKtQHVBPRgrQSqyKxVVYbt1XPUkIsvsPqVUmIU3xHEVtOGYv1uS-jwFSpxzxApGGcTnsIenXK9SvQaTMnbL7ouOOSEpbENUAAwEhUMfW6yYnW9wznbXl6Z-bj51xcGcjo-GRRNBXf_wc/s400/sand.jpg" border="0" /> Then they discussed fresh water and salt water and played sink or float with both and discussed the differences in buoyancy (for 4 year olds they really seemed to understand the topic quite well suprisingly!)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD41p6lbSFTVysUVwU_3XVmBppweViRhPzPDAfNP8nm5Ru_HgawyfptUk0dUIsQCUCiBle1E_VRTXZYweyNIs3x6HOlUBXFPvBDXyJgQ289JsJgG3lBIG4ehHqMGs0Lze9RiI0-Qm6MSA/s1600-h/science2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440428042879677346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD41p6lbSFTVysUVwU_3XVmBppweViRhPzPDAfNP8nm5Ru_HgawyfptUk0dUIsQCUCiBle1E_VRTXZYweyNIs3x6HOlUBXFPvBDXyJgQ289JsJgG3lBIG4ehHqMGs0Lze9RiI0-Qm6MSA/s400/science2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Then they learned about difference sea creatures and got to look at some in the tank.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440428057290577378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgJGLYDnkVmhpM_52X5DhD_Jc_Jhii4g7otOagpjIN3SCnmC6vJ-NXWSTM0LutC82mgk6IeGWnBrmLs0PiHB3I8kWj_8WeV2VELvK_ctrSmCLn8NE5gZNZolI-E60TpPgJLA2YYKAxOvU/s400/science3.jpg" border="0" />They were able to hold a sea urchin, sea star and some crabs.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNzEiXRX8KocQMx4tGlMTenpSfuNJ7YiRGDgaUICDVGtdJWH-dS8kfmeusBiiiX9yOwUVVjAyzlWGgkI98tNZwsMw_Ndnw3pb8mHPNt9c7SkFHTziICTlnXV7Bxi6Uno6h1Ma5584d6Rc/s1600-h/science.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440428029044815986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNzEiXRX8KocQMx4tGlMTenpSfuNJ7YiRGDgaUICDVGtdJWH-dS8kfmeusBiiiX9yOwUVVjAyzlWGgkI98tNZwsMw_Ndnw3pb8mHPNt9c7SkFHTziICTlnXV7Bxi6Uno6h1Ma5584d6Rc/s400/science.jpg" border="0" /></a> He is finally used to going to events without his brother, although he still misses him terribly. He is counting down the days until Big Man will be home everyday this summer to play with him!</div><br /></div>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-26481542905511046762010-02-21T12:31:00.000-08:002010-02-21T12:31:00.231-08:00Open House<div align="center">Big Man had open house night at his school. He had to complete a Bible project and the older kids had a science fair. He decided to recreate the Israelites crossing the red sea. The Israelites are the colorful people and the Egyptian army is portrayed by little army men. He wanted the army men to be under water in the middle of the sea with signs that said "help me." I told him I wasn't sure everyone else would think that was as funny as we did!</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYsvfZUycgjFgrZ_O4LujToRD5wWt-t6JwE4bFwtoZfp9v-15bYce2xSF26MnLQzzy1MFD0Bnn8uBAGFEBttPBR7JjG50lmtlIVM76ELGi6GEtjPlNvm65KHEVA5ozyN4PWxAk67G7Xcs/s1600-h/open+house.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440426116923288274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYsvfZUycgjFgrZ_O4LujToRD5wWt-t6JwE4bFwtoZfp9v-15bYce2xSF26MnLQzzy1MFD0Bnn8uBAGFEBttPBR7JjG50lmtlIVM76ELGi6GEtjPlNvm65KHEVA5ozyN4PWxAk67G7Xcs/s400/open+house.jpg" border="0" /></a> When we were there are little girl came up to me and told me another little girl in the class was in love with my son. I just laughed and then on the way home I asked Big Man if he knew that the girl loved him and he said <em>Oh Yeah, but I'm not really sure yet if I love her though</em>. We were trying so hard not to laugh! I told him that's o.k. he isn't allowed to love a girl until he is 30 other than his mom and sister:)<br /><br /></div>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-1743272084678933032010-02-20T12:26:00.000-08:002010-02-20T12:31:18.108-08:00Poser<div align="center">Little Man is constantly asking me if he looks like someone and tells me to take his picture. Here is was asking if he looked like a soccer player.</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA7CinoIZR6qxDRuALfoI7h0svPf6m-9gNb1uVpcSP2LJxR9Nb6vN2A86_gNEp9N3ovbj3DsTIHNoKaROAHYDe_NDyVkNZyNx3uNiJv3RIoM_RxHTIBrgXroz5-3tmTlRiDFdWX1QjDV0/s1600-h/soccer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440425198047721570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA7CinoIZR6qxDRuALfoI7h0svPf6m-9gNb1uVpcSP2LJxR9Nb6vN2A86_gNEp9N3ovbj3DsTIHNoKaROAHYDe_NDyVkNZyNx3uNiJv3RIoM_RxHTIBrgXroz5-3tmTlRiDFdWX1QjDV0/s400/soccer.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here he was asking if he looked like a pretty princess:) His brother had been teasing him all week that he looked like a pretty princess and Little Man was getting mad. Then all of a sudden he wrapped himself up in his sisters curtains and decided it was o.k. to look like a princess LOL! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwu_mGh3CKpfiKyPi6mmBQROu8j6YTMKzuLrDmMUNxOtmpDSam6NoP-kQF4awjaRUavO652wB7rIx0aVOvoe1HbEr8hu9qR46qfq9l9PwNVwTU6FCjpKv0-mOhOjhQRGSPmZ-caWyLzrs/s1600-h/pretty+princess.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440425191134338802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwu_mGh3CKpfiKyPi6mmBQROu8j6YTMKzuLrDmMUNxOtmpDSam6NoP-kQF4awjaRUavO652wB7rIx0aVOvoe1HbEr8hu9qR46qfq9l9PwNVwTU6FCjpKv0-mOhOjhQRGSPmZ-caWyLzrs/s400/pretty+princess.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-13957804769030894182010-01-29T19:57:00.000-08:002010-01-29T20:14:34.189-08:00Sports<div align="center">Way too early on Saturday mornings you will find us at basketball practice. Big Man is in the white shirt with his arm up after just shooting (he has great form doesn't he!!) He is surprisingly good considering he has never played before and he is having a great time which is really all that matters:)</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi36fQ_d78ySQkDb5O2gSqWM5l3ajzYPayor7tvfR4N_dWc6WXek193kfS86RUrzogyYj1SufMbNyT3AK_kkTZsSCMS_VRUzFtTt_Dv969tQAB_j7_1YwK7jkI-4fwHuvwbJc7co8HlsHg/s1600-h/basketball.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432379206213744034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi36fQ_d78ySQkDb5O2gSqWM5l3ajzYPayor7tvfR4N_dWc6WXek193kfS86RUrzogyYj1SufMbNyT3AK_kkTZsSCMS_VRUzFtTt_Dv969tQAB_j7_1YwK7jkI-4fwHuvwbJc7co8HlsHg/s400/basketball.jpg" border="0" /></a> I sit on the side and hope that watching her brother will keep her occupied for an hour.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge5d9FtZ1VcvPzaK_yOA3yNrXTP4A-TQdchj6LiSD-4Zlqhv6fQj4Pu5GSeG7rV9LiU-sG0f9l-qVWM8M0fSS1gBRbTFeWKKcF66IQxuZ2QC7_MvGY9dxvTi7BJvCoPZ3OCSyo8jsHeKc/s1600-h/basketball2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432379081648468258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge5d9FtZ1VcvPzaK_yOA3yNrXTP4A-TQdchj6LiSD-4Zlqhv6fQj4Pu5GSeG7rV9LiU-sG0f9l-qVWM8M0fSS1gBRbTFeWKKcF66IQxuZ2QC7_MvGY9dxvTi7BJvCoPZ3OCSyo8jsHeKc/s400/basketball2.jpg" border="0" /></a> She enjoys watching for about 5 minutes and then wants to be entertained and chased all over the gym.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW3B3WqeaCfXhj4tpUbcWyPtJxeHwQ2G4nM2ctHllBXHHRj2bvkMKxQnsH3XAB82RunVu8iKi2yMWUnylvH00jvXiDx1DMETsi1XEWXmGa5jG9tHdMi7IU-VAF5ngWCW3aN3LIa_Fd8zw/s1600-h/basketball3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432379074386758850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW3B3WqeaCfXhj4tpUbcWyPtJxeHwQ2G4nM2ctHllBXHHRj2bvkMKxQnsH3XAB82RunVu8iKi2yMWUnylvH00jvXiDx1DMETsi1XEWXmGa5jG9tHdMi7IU-VAF5ngWCW3aN3LIa_Fd8zw/s400/basketball3.jpg" border="0" /></a> Little Man is doing gymnastics since he isn't quite old enough for basketball and enjoys showing off his <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">stellar</span> somersaults.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMY-AqJZ-qjRMlZbRftAoUaiaWPa2Hj7tqYjhSUwz414WMff1c_hiwO_GOAVG97Tf0eWtYYzbZdmfGmK21gxMoHpSyBPKPuEJtHOeT5q2fX4ItgMfNrO1IfKLTvOUMO_5Lcs4DBKRCrus/s1600-h/gymnastics3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432379069029114018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMY-AqJZ-qjRMlZbRftAoUaiaWPa2Hj7tqYjhSUwz414WMff1c_hiwO_GOAVG97Tf0eWtYYzbZdmfGmK21gxMoHpSyBPKPuEJtHOeT5q2fX4ItgMfNrO1IfKLTvOUMO_5Lcs4DBKRCrus/s400/gymnastics3.jpg" border="0" /></a> Again, she will only watch about 5 minutes and then I have to take her outside to spare <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">everyone's</span> ears from her loud screaming that takes place when she is bored!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ3a2PCrYMWSpxNBPqqCauuE75-NXRIlHAw4KG-wc8JmbrIFQ16aw594-IV9yXVk0MMEz1clwNR71zL1Zdz7XGzo7Eq0nHs5BJpjSfJFp0LqEc4UcU0MC8UVypL6xD8HxF5FiQ8SB1nr8/s1600-h/gymnastics.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432379059391914722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ3a2PCrYMWSpxNBPqqCauuE75-NXRIlHAw4KG-wc8JmbrIFQ16aw594-IV9yXVk0MMEz1clwNR71zL1Zdz7XGzo7Eq0nHs5BJpjSfJFp0LqEc4UcU0MC8UVypL6xD8HxF5FiQ8SB1nr8/s400/gymnastics.jpg" border="0" /></a> She loves being outside and will just wander around trying to eat whatever she can find. Maybe someday I will actually get to sit and enjoy watching the boys:)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghxWzOMLjZQ-hvxjX_6lD_iFWLtnmOI1UcDodQjdvDVSYNIN1RPBA2P9-KaDkegxTD0awSkeV69GdQuJuIs_Ib7S9aodq7oKj67B0vvrdKNREF_xWAStNPV0vbcNAR8b8btFBxLWWGx_o/s1600-h/gymnastics2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432379047438654626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghxWzOMLjZQ-hvxjX_6lD_iFWLtnmOI1UcDodQjdvDVSYNIN1RPBA2P9-KaDkegxTD0awSkeV69GdQuJuIs_Ib7S9aodq7oKj67B0vvrdKNREF_xWAStNPV0vbcNAR8b8btFBxLWWGx_o/s400/gymnastics2.jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div><br /></div><p align="center">Thankfully she is much better and much happier and can you believe she turns 13 months on Sunday!</p>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-83335289991110178332010-01-27T20:22:00.000-08:002010-01-27T20:34:25.302-08:00One Year<div align="center">So it has been almost a month since she turned one and had her pictures taken, but hey I've been busy!</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVyBp7xW2KIRstYzmQEQ-pUxwvchfiOJ9rUrjxlFO_-cqlWn4JnSFav72YLQaQYeiHQ0-JShEM6Hh0KGKczEQNvld4eiGZ-C6jeigfm6p-fU6_Iu_Vi9X-3WQGqRcruonwOePN-zStxZc/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431642096855055938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVyBp7xW2KIRstYzmQEQ-pUxwvchfiOJ9rUrjxlFO_-cqlWn4JnSFav72YLQaQYeiHQ0-JShEM6Hh0KGKczEQNvld4eiGZ-C6jeigfm6p-fU6_Iu_Vi9X-3WQGqRcruonwOePN-zStxZc/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /></a> She did so well and was done with her pictures in 5 minutes, which is about as long as her attention span.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisuFuMl__lEiQf3WIWGPzb7ONhs7WTaGNcH_zK23lYehgusmkpSVKFYZxDiziI1kw9EtKFflsJk7alIYwSN1C6qdV05ijJQWuM2jIZoiWAvHaaX3cN2RqabPsL7w7bwuCi2gR0zG2Yy5M/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431642089487387586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisuFuMl__lEiQf3WIWGPzb7ONhs7WTaGNcH_zK23lYehgusmkpSVKFYZxDiziI1kw9EtKFflsJk7alIYwSN1C6qdV05ijJQWuM2jIZoiWAvHaaX3cN2RqabPsL7w7bwuCi2gR0zG2Yy5M/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /></a>Unfortunately, I haven't seen my happy smiling girl in about 10 days. She has been sick and these last 10 days have been the worst, I think, since she has been born. Every night she was waking up for hours, like from 1-4 in the morning and would not go back to sleep. That doesn't go over well with Mommy when she has to be up at 6:30 to get everyone ready and Big Man to school! I took her to the Dr. last week and she said that it was likely teething causing her sleeplessness. She has a bottom tooth and a molar working their way in. Not what I was wanting to hear. I waited another 5 days and she still was crazy so I took her in yesterday and she had an ear infection. Never has anyone been as excited as I was to find out that my daughter was infected. At least there is a reason for her crankiness and so there is a chance it may not be permanent, yeah!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG8ogMkRpIcKmSjBl_oXdVMAoUexKvEvvya3XHCYVzHZ0Ghgt5QdyyMsxWPQ8FxSRDvmNUa195xz6DX7oXoRxnw2bUuFPwAyP8NIcOXGc-apvWzWvdYREzkh52hi1DOnKVbZBznm8hyphenhyphenKs/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431642081703146578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG8ogMkRpIcKmSjBl_oXdVMAoUexKvEvvya3XHCYVzHZ0Ghgt5QdyyMsxWPQ8FxSRDvmNUa195xz6DX7oXoRxnw2bUuFPwAyP8NIcOXGc-apvWzWvdYREzkh52hi1DOnKVbZBznm8hyphenhyphenKs/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /></a> She started her meds yesterday and I was hoping for a quick recovery but today she still had fevers and was cranky. She did sleep all night last night, however so I am happy:)</div><br /></div>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-67284489318142862752010-01-09T21:39:00.000-08:002010-01-09T21:59:32.436-08:00More Fun Over Break<div align="center">So I took the boys skating at the least crowded skating rink I know which is at my old church. They were having a seniors birthday party (seriously there were 70 year olds skating with birthday hats on!) when we first got there, but they soon took off to go eat cake and we had the rink to ourselves. Big Man got the hang of it pretty quickly and was able to skate around without holding on and only had a few hard falls.</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnPF-cIG4XhUhLWHWHE-zvC4xKUHHqqHBSNAdMJ0xHqfBTjsmmj4NeYQO0HjwRsTuIGROCcLI-Ilj3sGZBSDClHiY2XvyyDhDvURke9kUFRk9D3mkHNb7CzK20rnC-iSZXRwYRg6kT1oE/s1600-h/skating.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424982598536045026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnPF-cIG4XhUhLWHWHE-zvC4xKUHHqqHBSNAdMJ0xHqfBTjsmmj4NeYQO0HjwRsTuIGROCcLI-Ilj3sGZBSDClHiY2XvyyDhDvURke9kUFRk9D3mkHNb7CzK20rnC-iSZXRwYRg6kT1oE/s400/skating.jpg" border="0" /></a> Little Man did much better skating on the carpet, but would get out there and hang on to the railing as well. I think next time I take them he will be ready to really skate! They both had a blast and all I can say is skating is definitely a good workout, I was quite sore the next day.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4NaIRdChCuBAiRB7RLTxVuWRNujC52pOuYBYncBW4TWMe6WUT9ppt4_JemP1KIqRk3ueRM0WB8PBdthDll0Aqk0QywKUaA4Wa15lpSwn4FP1yIFt_D6Qwnfw9BP2eOVaFSN7Nc1TZKbQ/s1600-h/skating2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424982595778188658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4NaIRdChCuBAiRB7RLTxVuWRNujC52pOuYBYncBW4TWMe6WUT9ppt4_JemP1KIqRk3ueRM0WB8PBdthDll0Aqk0QywKUaA4Wa15lpSwn4FP1yIFt_D6Qwnfw9BP2eOVaFSN7Nc1TZKbQ/s400/skating2.jpg" border="0" /></a> We also went to the park and played. I think that stomp rockets are one of the best toys around. My boys love playing with it, but the rockets go so high and far sometimes that they can't play it at home because they get lost in the neighbors yard or on the roof!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ2TQh51tKRX31aDsM0sBIh_q6EwRMI72d75OTQCNJp907ky-v8C5HiVxTkaGlP4FFeWJSC_XM8xs9fosGwU8aVjP1xNRBsA6Mh68RSbx3BFx8HDo-qFgvrTKhgQF4K_xe4lreFbf8KpQ/s1600-h/park2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424982593000890722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ2TQh51tKRX31aDsM0sBIh_q6EwRMI72d75OTQCNJp907ky-v8C5HiVxTkaGlP4FFeWJSC_XM8xs9fosGwU8aVjP1xNRBsA6Mh68RSbx3BFx8HDo-qFgvrTKhgQF4K_xe4lreFbf8KpQ/s400/park2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Preparing for the big jump...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdfwo0S-LWhWN3E3LOrlILUhh2DW3PFlmnMF5nnNP0jjaZIo4mc-PzhixD-cJZr3n4SaxZv9yoMjAuE8ithczWMxVvWbnlzi_dl25uX4Z2IQ4kGy3mTtuUoSB4e33KoxH8WAMsXMUQSj0/s1600-h/park3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424982196366057058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdfwo0S-LWhWN3E3LOrlILUhh2DW3PFlmnMF5nnNP0jjaZIo4mc-PzhixD-cJZr3n4SaxZv9yoMjAuE8ithczWMxVvWbnlzi_dl25uX4Z2IQ4kGy3mTtuUoSB4e33KoxH8WAMsXMUQSj0/s400/park3.jpg" border="0" /></a> Little Miss (I'm trying not to call her my baby anymore since she did just turn one, but it is hard!) just practiced her walking and enjoyed watching the boys. Yes, she wears dresses to the park and just about everywhere else as well:)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Gj5kQhSx0U6qLQMO3RprggkS2AjyrXncD0XRpvlray4I6ApkoSlJVcfreLXoZCi16-kss-CDmjbY_bVTM3RQvI0Q0aWDnW99DEPXq_dPFvMZyCHRJhESuJMRuq2-74WDx1kghke5U3Y/s1600-h/park.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424982190525952498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Gj5kQhSx0U6qLQMO3RprggkS2AjyrXncD0XRpvlray4I6ApkoSlJVcfreLXoZCi16-kss-CDmjbY_bVTM3RQvI0Q0aWDnW99DEPXq_dPFvMZyCHRJhESuJMRuq2-74WDx1kghke5U3Y/s400/park.jpg" border="0" /></a> On New Years Eve we went to the zoo and they had snow brought in and Radio Disney was there doing some fun stuff.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqNdb2J8QAIzuxV3DfPYYihh0NtWDFn4g0EHa1T_PTDNy1XqtGskLZRM5p95gooAadWgL3bX0JSJbW7btVoKiasIeta0pKaB4gPrAd0LrntNO5aSs7PILnbE_BPO3HDRMgzpJ2KynDvTk/s1600-h/zoo2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424982182062340578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqNdb2J8QAIzuxV3DfPYYihh0NtWDFn4g0EHa1T_PTDNy1XqtGskLZRM5p95gooAadWgL3bX0JSJbW7btVoKiasIeta0pKaB4gPrAd0LrntNO5aSs7PILnbE_BPO3HDRMgzpJ2KynDvTk/s400/zoo2.jpg" border="0" /></a> The baby was fighting her sleep and then gave in midway through eating a cheese puff. She actually held on to it for about 45 minutes too while sleeping before she finally dropped it!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVAhBiLA8jMDF5HROVzolsXF9cqVx8cgtwtSz84xx5rRfpYhi4ViFMU7DuelkrSDRyExW_uawbrTA-_mwA5DCPB5_MLudVpXH2bkKpc8lvs8FPmsibmRK8r2ivzGf46A20l8An2eNVm_A/s1600-h/zoo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424982177266223026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVAhBiLA8jMDF5HROVzolsXF9cqVx8cgtwtSz84xx5rRfpYhi4ViFMU7DuelkrSDRyExW_uawbrTA-_mwA5DCPB5_MLudVpXH2bkKpc8lvs8FPmsibmRK8r2ivzGf46A20l8An2eNVm_A/s400/zoo.jpg" border="0" /></a> Little man has been practicing his photography skills and wanted to make sure I put one of his pictures on the computer so here it is...I never get to post pictures of myself since I'm always taking them:)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCCnSDzKbehROJV1bvv4VXF86ORiKS8bLnLVZ_kIXRigaDDgPquKYkLjpGDYVK_57oY52SNa0kpRjkTzqal3LVVJdThDVw0525Pk3JPFnAfeD9-P2u8amvnotYq52MO0MgQi-gqAaS0vo/s1600-h/taylorandme2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424982174047871186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCCnSDzKbehROJV1bvv4VXF86ORiKS8bLnLVZ_kIXRigaDDgPquKYkLjpGDYVK_57oY52SNa0kpRjkTzqal3LVVJdThDVw0525Pk3JPFnAfeD9-P2u8amvnotYq52MO0MgQi-gqAaS0vo/s400/taylorandme2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Now we are back to the real world of school and work. I enjoyed his break but am glad that school has started again. I think my boys need the time apart, I know I need a break from their bickering and fighting:)</div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-55361157063304171202009-12-30T17:47:00.001-08:002009-12-30T18:00:04.839-08:00More Scenes From Christmas<div align="center">My cousin works for a large company in their airport hanger taking care of the corporate planes. On holidays they let them bring family in to play on them so my Dad took the kids on Christmas day to see them. Here they are walking up to the airport. Ever the Gentleman, Little Man loves helping his cousin whenever he can!</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421211510173405874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ4cw_LBhNm6WR7m8FF74TiO5Z-uZw4WYtJJzDgG2iUdM2okAv3xGdOUHCH7-b-KeeZPY9_3VjsBKWRMlmIFpARuV7hIUnFodII5kD9a9JURr72dOJKUIsnlcwFylj3hB2X0pegua2dB8/s400/planes.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">I was not there, but from what I understand this is the newest plane that only cost a mere 40 mil or something!</div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421211818126570706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBraVvmBlzSvZ4t7wbUzzFqAEeF9qB_Vk29XhWbZTCKbjLlr1CQsTAOe8HTs87Wb4GZ4-mBNhuH-cczeQyuId85AOARXvx6C53CPYgUG5CARG1xXnS-GB5RN_HVWs8-RVlO2bYwQYaxG8/s400/planes9.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Hanging out on the wing.</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaiGJSVU57Fa-HEzHgLAKsrvOPDJnqXKcdtFfZGJFqyfP7zxqYmdY2Z-ycF5txt8_L1-fS8vs5bUUw_JEMS3AS7VkDhelYJHD5ZmGnDIiGJYJZP8j2fMIpp20i_R3kuMAjPf9MrPxi2zU/s1600-h/planes10.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421211822926286642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaiGJSVU57Fa-HEzHgLAKsrvOPDJnqXKcdtFfZGJFqyfP7zxqYmdY2Z-ycF5txt8_L1-fS8vs5bUUw_JEMS3AS7VkDhelYJHD5ZmGnDIiGJYJZP8j2fMIpp20i_R3kuMAjPf9MrPxi2zU/s400/planes10.jpg" border="0" /></a>Big Man said it was a little scary up there!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtxmT2QyxxOAkxZs2HDQjdRQ_oi1wp2kzgr3kM0sl8WEX13W9J9tsZPOD1A9DIFiVTa9m1jELu4qeccFiOAECl5xt9ijPjK7PNZlGjhBQ8SFupONwnJKaX56X9EDL5nGTxruzNdLUGUoo/s1600-h/planes8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421211811698585986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtxmT2QyxxOAkxZs2HDQjdRQ_oi1wp2kzgr3kM0sl8WEX13W9J9tsZPOD1A9DIFiVTa9m1jELu4qeccFiOAECl5xt9ijPjK7PNZlGjhBQ8SFupONwnJKaX56X9EDL5nGTxruzNdLUGUoo/s400/planes8.jpg" border="0" /></a> They thought it was "totally awesome" that they got to sit in the cockpit.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmC5gFSZR_0HOHoHFYjyhOg00ksgzVB5ek3rOrEzlhuu-KiWHFmW7dp5bAJ1ktVCv6yo6nbJgfgVTN7PU3KSkJuopgHnh5Lf33x1rQxcrB38Cv4SmBxix-cWHWlDSULJDKQaEWOx__oEk/s1600-h/planes7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421211808675729298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmC5gFSZR_0HOHoHFYjyhOg00ksgzVB5ek3rOrEzlhuu-KiWHFmW7dp5bAJ1ktVCv6yo6nbJgfgVTN7PU3KSkJuopgHnh5Lf33x1rQxcrB38Cv4SmBxix-cWHWlDSULJDKQaEWOx__oEk/s400/planes7.jpg" border="0" /></a> Wish they had seats like this on the planes I ride in.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6FkFwkSE1Ej28DOAQCvyRlnQnnEMtdaTJYyBRnuKmefdMwVFjf2NNGRcZ_B9NihRJSLb3hhbkEHS7bI9y3Ppl9nIEqMwtXPOZCg_9wqpgpbt-aw5fXEZAwz9ZDgLNKTIylI7F1U74AJI/s1600-h/planes6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421211804846900114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6FkFwkSE1Ej28DOAQCvyRlnQnnEMtdaTJYyBRnuKmefdMwVFjf2NNGRcZ_B9NihRJSLb3hhbkEHS7bI9y3Ppl9nIEqMwtXPOZCg_9wqpgpbt-aw5fXEZAwz9ZDgLNKTIylI7F1U74AJI/s400/planes6.jpg" border="0" /></a> Checking out the outside.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJqdex2Yv7WlVwGg-QJudF0geaEh7lvOqiOmOqf0GKn4SprYSfON34LxdZsz9rS4L2yxnQpTw0tHytWVOYTmeLsKu8bLhoHu05fp0LxQL2KrbwLSIlimLisIFPYgxI_SZo-5SBeeLl8ZU/s1600-h/planes5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421211514166479490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJqdex2Yv7WlVwGg-QJudF0geaEh7lvOqiOmOqf0GKn4SprYSfON34LxdZsz9rS4L2yxnQpTw0tHytWVOYTmeLsKu8bLhoHu05fp0LxQL2KrbwLSIlimLisIFPYgxI_SZo-5SBeeLl8ZU/s400/planes5.jpg" border="0" /></a> After they all had to sit in a tree, I thought some of these were pretty funny so I had to include them.<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj79oRN6b3uMcrr0YwZFaSV3dn-yBpxr0iL3_dUUT5vBA4eiPkH_ZldjAzlw4bJ1r7J7d_y-b1jkqsSqTbWF1K3C3lhOaqsVsvLPXIUnmYjOzKpxpr9mG8144B0oKHFZ4FsgcFpOvWIlEs/s1600-h/planes4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421211507525010210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj79oRN6b3uMcrr0YwZFaSV3dn-yBpxr0iL3_dUUT5vBA4eiPkH_ZldjAzlw4bJ1r7J7d_y-b1jkqsSqTbWF1K3C3lhOaqsVsvLPXIUnmYjOzKpxpr9mG8144B0oKHFZ4FsgcFpOvWIlEs/s400/planes4.jpg" border="0" /></a> It looks like he sat on a branch the wrong way or something!!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisjzcWQJKyZGzj56bk_pkOyNQuOOpUMQr2KiGnXXeE08uS5wepKt9otX6EYY_rnaoaFzJ1EvtdSbAjBsvLeVY2owu6mQVEZv2t6jtlP9tXD23kghS0xH25WlMmfvDWnWE-8NunqFGdCTQ/s1600-h/planes3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421211500580825362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisjzcWQJKyZGzj56bk_pkOyNQuOOpUMQr2KiGnXXeE08uS5wepKt9otX6EYY_rnaoaFzJ1EvtdSbAjBsvLeVY2owu6mQVEZv2t6jtlP9tXD23kghS0xH25WlMmfvDWnWE-8NunqFGdCTQ/s400/planes3.jpg" border="0" /></a> At least Little Man looks relaxed compared to the other two:)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLrcQUz6bzgONCx9cCcuuFOfCm5NKIFGpqC9LuOZg0C-_mG9stJdAIO8Z_IoEP1WXiCnEZHLdeL8AGqWzgbTxXF1wJPbh_Fe6DZ94odSo-LvUkj2phoFP6l4KqY3S8DU85bnq-87hxqOs/s1600-h/planes2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421211491790041762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLrcQUz6bzgONCx9cCcuuFOfCm5NKIFGpqC9LuOZg0C-_mG9stJdAIO8Z_IoEP1WXiCnEZHLdeL8AGqWzgbTxXF1wJPbh_Fe6DZ94odSo-LvUkj2phoFP6l4KqY3S8DU85bnq-87hxqOs/s400/planes2.jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-19897890664440182032009-12-28T19:27:00.000-08:002009-12-28T19:35:02.757-08:00Hunting and GunsI loved this post from my sister-in-law so I thought I would link to it since I'm too lazy to write anything on my own tonight. If you aren't into hunting and guns just bypass. My kids are still asking when you are going to cook them the ducks, squirrels and quail Carlee??!! Next time Little Man says he wants to shoot 50 cal too:)<br /><br /><a href="http://carchica2000.blogspot.com/2009/12/duck-hunting-and-so-much-more.html">http://carchica2000.blogspot.com/2009/12/duck-hunting-and-so-much-more.html</a>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-70530862798045121582009-12-27T19:18:00.000-08:002009-12-27T19:55:56.264-08:00Catching UpSince I'm sure all of my loyal followers have been wondering what I have been up to in my exciting life, I'm going to do a quick recap of the last few weeks. We went to the light parade. The kids had a blast with their friend <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Payson</span> and we froze while looking at the lights!<br /><div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTE8HCMO6zFtTUAZymOMAhPC2B2ogiMVuuoixTsad9OGwMDGS7mgoJEGuWHWU4XetU0BkCa_mrYlPV8lv68cC6u_NGaP-20d-eO_3U-p_3KtlhsvnXUb09B1sRsh_QDfK5l8dFR2ebd4E/s1600-h/parade.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420123110327729714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTE8HCMO6zFtTUAZymOMAhPC2B2ogiMVuuoixTsad9OGwMDGS7mgoJEGuWHWU4XetU0BkCa_mrYlPV8lv68cC6u_NGaP-20d-eO_3U-p_3KtlhsvnXUb09B1sRsh_QDfK5l8dFR2ebd4E/s400/parade.jpg" border="0" /></a> My dog got an ear infection and a terrible sore on her face (you can kind of see it below her ear). You wouldn't think that having to give a dog three medications twice per day would be a big deal, but it was not very easy to do...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsLnTFPuB87ifTeQa-Ww67XnC85-BOBphykpgz3dr-5npuAPHoia4lfmaZyMmchG67r1VRNe1eYe5mCQA05E_6fx5KGkAPRdAcQzsjEReXYYTrC4IU6MGUnh5uGtqJPOzY2fDXT_ej9yw/s1600-h/val2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420123105949339954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsLnTFPuB87ifTeQa-Ww67XnC85-BOBphykpgz3dr-5npuAPHoia4lfmaZyMmchG67r1VRNe1eYe5mCQA05E_6fx5KGkAPRdAcQzsjEReXYYTrC4IU6MGUnh5uGtqJPOzY2fDXT_ej9yw/s400/val2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Big Man had his Christmas concert and sang a few songs<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIq-pHiZ5hRhOTUpDHxqYv4a0X1T7f0-emPXcwECQgIOUC5eiyZjnW2J2p571fAfWC1bv-M1jHPObyumlnoXD46ZJgOgI45py4gd2s0EAUTvkT_oIH859MIBC0K4ojzhdzEV3ixng6KVc/s1600-h/choir.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420122744366691330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIq-pHiZ5hRhOTUpDHxqYv4a0X1T7f0-emPXcwECQgIOUC5eiyZjnW2J2p571fAfWC1bv-M1jHPObyumlnoXD46ZJgOgI45py4gd2s0EAUTvkT_oIH859MIBC0K4ojzhdzEV3ixng6KVc/s400/choir.jpg" border="0" /></a> and played <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">hand bells</span> (they were <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">sooo</span> cute).<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyWFSbLmfOxdFn4kGGtXjTkNT9vmCLvxFnBJzbY7NqN1Kq5oIgMi6jcPWYqi-71MqO13_ejyF4oriBrDGnJ8vLYvfYkA-6VjTzQcqKZUTEWdS1aX9MeOxt0IL9Hjko3A2-VZXaZlMx8jw/s1600-h/bells.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420122741902509378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyWFSbLmfOxdFn4kGGtXjTkNT9vmCLvxFnBJzbY7NqN1Kq5oIgMi6jcPWYqi-71MqO13_ejyF4oriBrDGnJ8vLYvfYkA-6VjTzQcqKZUTEWdS1aX9MeOxt0IL9Hjko3A2-VZXaZlMx8jw/s400/bells.jpg" border="0" /></a> Then the baby got croup and an ear infection. Her breathing got so bad she had to get a steroid breathing treatment and then take them by mouth as well. Obviously she enjoys her breathing treatments.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzWCk08o21tC5-bAUK9EcyLuIrYS38rFtz2lAUXd4xkGXfKAVYsXP3e-1TGXkdHGwvH2TrM9NTxvcd3ajH8hrqwQLJ7tyhPH3FoKoclcG7IqqmhmqljlNOl5WEis_UvTi3WpSqChOWQVE/s1600-h/t+breathing.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420122738192696226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzWCk08o21tC5-bAUK9EcyLuIrYS38rFtz2lAUXd4xkGXfKAVYsXP3e-1TGXkdHGwvH2TrM9NTxvcd3ajH8hrqwQLJ7tyhPH3FoKoclcG7IqqmhmqljlNOl5WEis_UvTi3WpSqChOWQVE/s400/t+breathing.jpg" border="0" /></a> Big Man had his class party and Santa came to visit. Little Man was in heaven that day because he got to hang out with the class for the entire day and do whatever they did. Here he is telling Santa he wanted a dinosaur for Christmas (and he got one).<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0QDLHDUA0gY0RERCYeTLAqe3tjjjqt5Hk_q8x1j31sdQSRR1rtxsf66WFha_VBTHBnSk6RT-mLGpGokk4S7OeKrv8CX3CT4c7Jy4yaWluvNawIlQ3MASVDlVrIig-NYCHiWDKkW270Z0/s1600-h/party2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420122727219297378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0QDLHDUA0gY0RERCYeTLAqe3tjjjqt5Hk_q8x1j31sdQSRR1rtxsf66WFha_VBTHBnSk6RT-mLGpGokk4S7OeKrv8CX3CT4c7Jy4yaWluvNawIlQ3MASVDlVrIig-NYCHiWDKkW270Z0/s400/party2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here is Big Man telling Santa he wanted Rocky the Robot truck (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">which</span> he also got!) My boys both totally believe in Santa.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420122260238984066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcohg140bZAyyCThkLS27BO8ZFoS7Bqfgf5Wb_0B2_YjXbKUl6j5MMudVPkT-xjCVI58Wnqj7snyOAo1HPBcEWrMQWApYFNqCHYBYYkni_J_JkCUps8mBp_FTRfTIhtuNCKqHke0N0xLk/s400/party.jpg" border="0" />They had a little gift exchange.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrZ_IMV99CWnFCWl3bsqCC4-c6p0S7m0-1UVt35ar6gXufB0UxfYhbANgsOk_aJePSojU0_q7JD_HCvZWdpU-cCaIkhlYUI1wmIxPyvh9eQB5F-Gfrj86AHfoGmrWMUN8tGE2EaIhmhAA/s1600-h/party3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420122725404434802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrZ_IMV99CWnFCWl3bsqCC4-c6p0S7m0-1UVt35ar6gXufB0UxfYhbANgsOk_aJePSojU0_q7JD_HCvZWdpU-cCaIkhlYUI1wmIxPyvh9eQB5F-Gfrj86AHfoGmrWMUN8tGE2EaIhmhAA/s400/party3.jpg" border="0" /></a> and decorated Gingerbread houses.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420125333209738882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqYBo9BQqJq4LDiKqclTcMpTnki7Xjv686D1Nfi5QIe55pu9_dr1l-u49_GqqOoIWUqZMoTxCin2EusWg3PJE6znoA5_wyBvRwqkzUstGOT_ha3p6TWQHalHsaTgiGVi7bhD8d-halWrY/s400/party4.jpg" border="0" />Then we had a party at my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">MIL's</span> house for my Hubby's, nieces and the baby's birthday.<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvOD0tP6YUOzY4VxLKHSEajw4seA1E29DD1eNip0wwyp7XwcCo2epTPncwlhtpMgldtgs93ayEPCzteiKtknq2bMzAQdVgLGRnzoRy3HYmnUhsrAjAczMCYgwCQWtST4Kqov3XkLviz3Y/s1600-h/t+party.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420122255411024402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvOD0tP6YUOzY4VxLKHSEajw4seA1E29DD1eNip0wwyp7XwcCo2epTPncwlhtpMgldtgs93ayEPCzteiKtknq2bMzAQdVgLGRnzoRy3HYmnUhsrAjAczMCYgwCQWtST4Kqov3XkLviz3Y/s400/t+party.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here is the baby grabbing the hot candle.<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigdXTTMBNOZYs9tKRv2wVx6lXp0NmlQOxXSnAHJOwJVQBNv1aJGpnVZNYdEG5PA8_WCCyMmLirS1v-rdDjIQ3Uj_D397kK3pqFw6pYwsnlhtmVKb8tkt8iTaJZzxgfv0Utld_rzpbtAMs/s1600-h/tparty3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420122245555217538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigdXTTMBNOZYs9tKRv2wVx6lXp0NmlQOxXSnAHJOwJVQBNv1aJGpnVZNYdEG5PA8_WCCyMmLirS1v-rdDjIQ3Uj_D397kK3pqFw6pYwsnlhtmVKb8tkt8iTaJZzxgfv0Utld_rzpbtAMs/s400/tparty3.jpg" border="0" /></a> She was not interested in playing with or eating the cake no matter how hard her Daddy tried!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420126574879463522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 354px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD_KF_4evtdz2SgeUkldh5XIgyul11u_gJgH9b8uvc8o8GnpUvGCO2im3cuNTojufAjR7p_RmeG6fNIk4g5uAsklARKTm0UMj4R9qcjsxdAWoeOl7wK1nWf-2o-XmvkmrlvuPow2xWJVU/s400/tparty4.jpg" border="0" />The next night we were at my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">FIL's</span> house. These are just some of the kids cousins!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Rn2Noix-UatEbcP-Pd4plLy3MJLwp3W0TiyxNP1AtSbwfOOPZ1wtXfBCJ5Ipn_T8lU43OFiJ4ksUPUlyy6e-0omIRegTNovcI-QUjy88gRYzGtw7vDHUQ77CeCbH-Fj4783cA1brTr8/s1600-h/f+dad%27s.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420122243322285186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Rn2Noix-UatEbcP-Pd4plLy3MJLwp3W0TiyxNP1AtSbwfOOPZ1wtXfBCJ5Ipn_T8lU43OFiJ4ksUPUlyy6e-0omIRegTNovcI-QUjy88gRYzGtw7vDHUQ77CeCbH-Fj4783cA1brTr8/s400/f+dad%27s.jpg" border="0" /></a> Four generations with my hubby's Dad and Grandmother. Too bad none of my kids look happy at all:)<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJZ7hjd9usqoK8JF9ImMM9bypRD34Xg2i53ggHmEHrlcY9KFoNayOua481tidgKQdysPetbDn-_6Z5sHHl5QUeKrjiX-BFFpwRJP24yOLZ0vxwjdYGzl3eFFgZ4CVPEZjSN_8DCdlvgUw/s1600-h/f+dad%27s+3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420121687258142850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJZ7hjd9usqoK8JF9ImMM9bypRD34Xg2i53ggHmEHrlcY9KFoNayOua481tidgKQdysPetbDn-_6Z5sHHl5QUeKrjiX-BFFpwRJP24yOLZ0vxwjdYGzl3eFFgZ4CVPEZjSN_8DCdlvgUw/s400/f+dad%27s+3.jpg" border="0" /></a> Christmas Eve we went to a candlelight service and then to my hubby's Grandma's house. Yes, my baby is walking all over!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitKXSTt_9M3WmZ1dp80Ta013qi4dw9_VgaV07EsuVDML0_D4e3Gf0UIpoKXLgHOZ78xV_ieO6hCNgawe93dB4XtOE9EGlOe2n_8HslVnWI0LUEFJAYiCDz7NJ-YS2MznZzZ13HWfxe3Eg/s1600-h/t+walking.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420121681799848642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitKXSTt_9M3WmZ1dp80Ta013qi4dw9_VgaV07EsuVDML0_D4e3Gf0UIpoKXLgHOZ78xV_ieO6hCNgawe93dB4XtOE9EGlOe2n_8HslVnWI0LUEFJAYiCDz7NJ-YS2MznZzZ13HWfxe3Eg/s400/t+walking.jpg" border="0" /></a> Christmas morning she looked like a little Miss Clause showing off her teeth. She just got two more of them last week...needless to say her sleep has been hit or miss that past week which only adds to my exhaustion!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2jAR7qYaQPKgZl1jsfbn6MFpZbfjiBvontBPAFuB2jj8AepBxkQXQL-HeZj-_3RdZ8n4gBEFaSgvsaf2Z8-3dDWV8E_LA6CNxsInH1Yy36tUXKJY7gTMo6cPwnUz5wxWip0JMO7X0swI/s1600-h/t+christmas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420121674627489218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2jAR7qYaQPKgZl1jsfbn6MFpZbfjiBvontBPAFuB2jj8AepBxkQXQL-HeZj-_3RdZ8n4gBEFaSgvsaf2Z8-3dDWV8E_LA6CNxsInH1Yy36tUXKJY7gTMo6cPwnUz5wxWip0JMO7X0swI/s400/t+christmas.jpg" border="0" /></a> She loved her first Christmas, though, and I hope <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">everyone</span> had as good of a time as we did.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ1ajtfZUHIONQGjuYeijY_dVyn7FRnxtXrlQbcenZw6BsJTzJhUaRlEsq8wpC2mWM0ViWAj3SHYQDi1B9x5GnlfyGOgeL2nXrrpvWAmXUQXcwHxlzKpU5B7xUl_2YeTOTaGG8BMmtH74/s1600-h/christmas2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420121670687439362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ1ajtfZUHIONQGjuYeijY_dVyn7FRnxtXrlQbcenZw6BsJTzJhUaRlEsq8wpC2mWM0ViWAj3SHYQDi1B9x5GnlfyGOgeL2nXrrpvWAmXUQXcwHxlzKpU5B7xUl_2YeTOTaGG8BMmtH74/s400/christmas2.jpg" border="0" /></a> So between all of the events that we were involved in, the present shopping, wrapping and putting together my daughters kitchen (by myself and it did take forever) cookie making and craft doing it has been a very busy month. No chance of relaxing this week either because I'm trying to take the boys to do some fun things while Big Man is off from school this week. I think we will be going rollerskating, seeing the 3-D shark movie at the Science Center, going to the zoo and playing at the park if anyone wants to come with us!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-15560332794330307352009-12-11T10:19:00.000-08:002009-12-11T10:42:27.774-08:00Gingerbread Day<div align="center">Gingerbread Man Missing (<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">originally</span> posted on school blog) </div><div align="center"><br />Middle school teacher the likely culprit…</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Gingerbread Man Day is a time-honored tradition, one that the kindergarten class participates in every year. This year, on Wednesday, December 9, that tradition was forever altered when the main star of the show, Mr. Gingerbread Man himself, went missing halfway through the festivities. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Kindergartners</span> began the day by making small gingerbread men – rolling the dough, cutting the cookies, and preparing them for baking. </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414048174858354322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim4xbLAUgWLwauYUXGJ7H7_FxKN1XZgZJN9TwLyhTezJ1PutajCFTnp0_SIJtquxHk_KPg4CQqfKyhZfzkiw4_76hrnj4PgsujrErEzJsfJLhGBXqVJXzba_E2j00pvWVdc8UlYEOX0Qo/s400/gingerbread2.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">I don't have any pictures of Big Man cutting out his cookies but I thought his best friend was a cute replacement!</div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414048168428912578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhleXn9eRefnsz91n4d75fujBzvlr-brM753EAToOPL2rFeNEMSTpP0oWvZf2wb0ybUs1Pgg7mvpezuJzuY6xR4PvQfs6xtL3Atdoao068V9sz_FZ3YYqXbSyJCScEUnOTjPO4NdB6rcME/s400/gingerbread3.jpg" border="0" />They also created a giant gingerbread man as a class by giving him yummy, decorative details such as licorice hair and candy buttons. </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414047877613825266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGDMi3Rd8vnMi2j6INWRwkHww2RQWG-Cxhl4QxmpdjwI66FK5ZfIQy2cCNv0Gt8EDr1TbRjvsC08-TyzbmCLDLCdY7SKA4qME31qX15inTLaHMQkqmlq-Rm8wpd2yzf_OlJPnZNTEWEHk/s400/gingerbread.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Then they left their gingerbread man in the classroom while they went to recess. Upon their return to class, the students were shocked to discover that the gingerbread man was nowhere to be found, and so they set out to hunt down the whereabouts of “<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Gingy</span>” and bring him back to his rightful place. The students searched everywhere, sometimes finding a trail of crumbs that would lead them to their next destination. Upon searching the art room, the Principal's office, the playground, and numerous classrooms, they finally had an encouraging tip from 5<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">th</span> grade, who saw <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Gingy</span> make his way to the 6<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">th</span> grade room. </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414047869252491634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggWv2ML2yqFdmp2q38AwDDGXS5JJXXp-fJfoaHHqu1qtxtGEN7rlIJeCCMAu1WFrLA-8yXbCKzrlEEbHf89u-7X3_Wvk-rv4nJHe8JjO46T6EM6yOfsnK73aYQkDx6caMrPFQKZQWX0jU/s400/gingerbread5.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">When he was questioned, he seemed hesitant to give the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">kindergartners</span> information, but they finally extracted the next clue from him by learning that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Gingy</span> had made his way to the 7<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">th</span> grade room.</div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414047862149612162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNBlGwlkKU1_VKk5ZhfxXEwnj4CgaI3964My-Sk8tLWAhLGGCZMW6FNPhz-otInS4GboXdev09cxb4lPSo8m3OWK42F3PXUsuH-8Qju0a0Ev-oo0tA9KBmrPUdGG5dAdujvXXzKh-dMI8/s400/gingerbread6.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">The <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">kindergartners</span> were shocked to discover that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Gingy</span> had indeed been discovered by the 7<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">th</span> grade teacher – who promptly bit off one of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Gingy</span>’s legs. When questioned about the incident, he responded, “He just looked so delicious; I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">couldn</span>’t help myself!” Nevertheless, the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">kindergartners</span> triumphantly returned <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Gingy</span> to their classroom, missing leg and all. Rumor has it that <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">kindergartners</span> might be pressing charges against him to serve lunch detention, but reports are not yet conclusive.Here’s hoping the rest of Gingerbread Man Day went a little more smoothly.</div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414047850449529026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRVJZEGWHeuCtmhYrkz4SBCy0M6B0I6JbT9UPpgzHHwZXLxWR3Jsd5CjcFUsPC3xE6dVhELQ4gwYYi7m6u6EBTr5rCYQGYfLwAJlvJ1p_NLrD0akhH2tKVS-N3TMxzigAF4mo274ICggM/s400/gingerbread7.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414047858414010578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDn83P3_sxQaFit1qbSFWGmZXOHkSIo8KZ8VyxhJd7MmpWZ6o7y37EDJj_t4QJIKXaAMxq45jngFiHiCHprQIIiESrW58CWSQpoQZgwYSPbwszv1WtRkWE-4hiyNmRLCEO6fiO3Hq_djw/s400/gingerbread4.jpg" border="0" /></div><p align="center">The kids had a fabulous day filled with all sorts of Gingerbread crafts and fun. They also thought it was hilarious that they got to bust in to all the classrooms and offices searching for the Gingerbread! I just love his school:)</p>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-75987612322448171732009-12-05T09:03:00.001-08:002009-12-05T09:08:31.757-08:00Shopping Accomplished<div align="center">My Christmas shopping is 99% done. I did almost all of it at Amazon.com, what a great site! This is what I'm getting the baby. I know she is a little too young for it, but the boys will have a great time with it for now.</div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkQTXuKvJYk_BNy5R17zdUVF0K0xxzte6sGe4WfebFiaezMB9mJoXfXf0bwH4mOSJUXGR5tfSC2SEYXdYU3Jk_ZzN0SiRcCE0r4-_AxPY7lrPBZvv18zOR7OP2uWuYLUpm1jy5APnKeHg/s1600-h/kitchen.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411799023303630290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkQTXuKvJYk_BNy5R17zdUVF0K0xxzte6sGe4WfebFiaezMB9mJoXfXf0bwH4mOSJUXGR5tfSC2SEYXdYU3Jk_ZzN0SiRcCE0r4-_AxPY7lrPBZvv18zOR7OP2uWuYLUpm1jy5APnKeHg/s400/kitchen.jpg" border="0" /></a> Then we are also getting this. Technically it is for the boys, but I think my hubby and I will enjoy it just as much:)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhqFFq5iwQeyDsWDBJeRpkr84jLp0ZBfp7bMuTy6tWSdh48OZ_sINQ8rx9UuUv6J1_AOEJjpaGhW2z0qpXdT97nOtQm9ypwYLgD8KDp_sCaL1vd0XTY0B8zXroD3pisMWqG3C8w1KryN8/s1600-h/wii.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411799015279774370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhqFFq5iwQeyDsWDBJeRpkr84jLp0ZBfp7bMuTy6tWSdh48OZ_sINQ8rx9UuUv6J1_AOEJjpaGhW2z0qpXdT97nOtQm9ypwYLgD8KDp_sCaL1vd0XTY0B8zXroD3pisMWqG3C8w1KryN8/s400/wii.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-59411138662760842112009-12-04T15:53:00.000-08:002009-12-04T16:00:19.633-08:00The Hunters<div align="center">My hubby just returned from an 8 day elk hunt (a long 8 days I might add!) Unfortunately he didn't get an elk but he did get a nice beard.</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgatSePJc1QIvGqx4IZs39USziLcliG3Lo4QNTE5RPeNWh9ejS4dRP72qIaezhhtZEvHOwobcka3HJximUKjVLdQsNW6XlaMcIJ2o2l6OJho05Fh9bRzr0F6O1jlxDbORZtoBL96nL8imw/s1600-h/hunting.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411534136185877090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgatSePJc1QIvGqx4IZs39USziLcliG3Lo4QNTE5RPeNWh9ejS4dRP72qIaezhhtZEvHOwobcka3HJximUKjVLdQsNW6XlaMcIJ2o2l6OJho05Fh9bRzr0F6O1jlxDbORZtoBL96nL8imw/s400/hunting.jpg" border="0" /></a> It was freezing where they were hunting and it looked like this.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirZuMfVpzJgoQzcxpXwbBx4zC8RX4veyB34rOa6hBBFt1jxWr9FT8E8qP_D5VCehcYq8LlxWkAtDbseBKh4__7ACbyaDUtjZbykvcXAChi1X6S1w9dTZDCJs9itXvwWAtBAKOO9G0ltL8/s1600-h/hunting2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411534131849515154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirZuMfVpzJgoQzcxpXwbBx4zC8RX4veyB34rOa6hBBFt1jxWr9FT8E8qP_D5VCehcYq8LlxWkAtDbseBKh4__7ACbyaDUtjZbykvcXAChi1X6S1w9dTZDCJs9itXvwWAtBAKOO9G0ltL8/s400/hunting2.jpg" border="0" /></a> The boys went hunting with their Grandpa, Uncle and Aunt and they had better luck and shot 2 squirrels.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrpoL7INydYgB2sZhHVusw70s7zH7wmnS_Ap-eJ-UXV0ZHYF5YtZuIUGuOZ88u2hT-kSVXfH9AmQunaIgo38BYA69OF1eWFXNasefkh9G4ORJC39e-GixZ9mxBsIeVT1gJi3WCKJyWj_U/s1600-h/squirrels2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411534127584553122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrpoL7INydYgB2sZhHVusw70s7zH7wmnS_Ap-eJ-UXV0ZHYF5YtZuIUGuOZ88u2hT-kSVXfH9AmQunaIgo38BYA69OF1eWFXNasefkh9G4ORJC39e-GixZ9mxBsIeVT1gJi3WCKJyWj_U/s400/squirrels2.jpg" border="0" /></a> So no elk dinners but we have squirrel. Oh yeah I can't wait:)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPkVf0cQ0mXJY9tkKRs8tkHifmbvy6OEQqiz1saRNNT6kwlmr3rDgsR2_Y-4h34tjISle4wLLbCYVV4h3nfu6E8jBB2qAPlx9sDNI-Z6rnE0xhRBipkJZGNiBTVgkEI2XetaOZ81Os9Y0/s1600-h/squirrels.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411534118652739698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPkVf0cQ0mXJY9tkKRs8tkHifmbvy6OEQqiz1saRNNT6kwlmr3rDgsR2_Y-4h34tjISle4wLLbCYVV4h3nfu6E8jBB2qAPlx9sDNI-Z6rnE0xhRBipkJZGNiBTVgkEI2XetaOZ81Os9Y0/s400/squirrels.jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div><br /></div>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-32171386340852779042009-12-03T20:02:00.000-08:002009-12-03T20:17:16.682-08:00Christmas Pictures<div align="center"> I wasn't sure they were going to be able to get a picture where all three kids were looking at the camera with a decent smile, but they did! My boys are sooo hard to take pictures of now. So if I were going to send out Christmas cards (which I probably won't get around to) this would be the picture, so pretend I mailed it to you and enjoy the picture and Merry Christmas:)<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411226858653941986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 327px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3jZ9wPWsR4GoCYPi1dZRqJ_ZF130Wrr6OUtzlltBcXXW2SiuwCW3i7kI9owsGbuEIeO7Xq6bv_ROzPI5fbY2OZkh5tw6IyaUwXj2boOoTGejpkHSUYU4RHK56yIHbNc1DR9yS-eBmYMU/s400/christmas.jpg" border="0" />The baby was wonderful for the pictures.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLbNZOXKEZ1rtnVDJOqmbrOHJ75tjX69U91IDBCu2XGu58azGHVhBtqmqkzrM8sFEJlid6-zgonytppR_wNcPjhQKpGtlt8DDHxAzheY5LukQcwpdX6hPEGNiCTY-C6ju1rURxYtTWtvA/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411226877395763634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLbNZOXKEZ1rtnVDJOqmbrOHJ75tjX69U91IDBCu2XGu58azGHVhBtqmqkzrM8sFEJlid6-zgonytppR_wNcPjhQKpGtlt8DDHxAzheY5LukQcwpdX6hPEGNiCTY-C6ju1rURxYtTWtvA/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /></a> She just kept smiling and laughing and was her usual sweet self. Sometimes I still can't believe I have a little girl, especially one as cute as her! I'm not at all biased...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH1ky9zgbq4LzjZXRvbT-sG7VRnqwXfbNgL9CBE29XPBaCTSYGNq6ulIAhEM9LRU1Tn09pVQ5ceWM_eRIkFHbcCMDyh2jgLoajSCuvhRdOMHisvKCX0vcIqLZypdhogs_ZHTZNDB4M7Bk/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411226867079864674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH1ky9zgbq4LzjZXRvbT-sG7VRnqwXfbNgL9CBE29XPBaCTSYGNq6ulIAhEM9LRU1Tn09pVQ5ceWM_eRIkFHbcCMDyh2jgLoajSCuvhRdOMHisvKCX0vcIqLZypdhogs_ZHTZNDB4M7Bk/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /></a> She quit smiling for Santa, though. I guess he is kind of a scary looking guy for a baby:)<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411226878852112034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4nnIOvQ3w9M9hU8Yq8v-pOeeJjUdcgxRrAUWgQ_haUhKXKC_No4AjFw7HS883BDw5wFJs07_GZcpK1kdL1zi-RZW2snMe7nvZWS2hd-sgYx3KP6YTaWN6HfQ6pgTT4bQq7cnoDHPDuPU/s400/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /></div><p align="center">We are getting into the holiday spirit around here. We went to zoo lights last week which was fantastic as always. This week is the light parade and gingerbread house making. If you haven't tried the Dairy Queen candy cane blizzard you really should, it will definitely put you in the holiday mood. I think I am addicted, is it weird to think about a blizzard all day long??!!</p>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-35416796231087726162009-12-03T19:57:00.001-08:002009-12-03T20:02:03.199-08:00NecklaceI forgot to mention in my last post that the necklace the baby is wearing is a Baltic Amber teething necklace from <a href="http://hyenacart.com/inspiredbyfinn/">Inspired by Finn</a>. It is suppose to help with teething problems and I do think it is helping! The baby has 4 teeth now and she was absolutely terrible for weeks with the first ones, like non-stop screaming and waking about 10 times at night. She is about to get 2 more teeth and she is still pretty happy and not having a hard time sleeping at all anymore. It could be coincidence, but I'm not going to take it off to find out:)The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-66605354114309759292009-12-02T20:07:00.001-08:002009-12-02T20:12:26.214-08:0011 Months Old<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410856993413827794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 383px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNv34WIJDHOsiNRqDhCMoVQZZKyGPET7yRr7HCFzFHfOn0LpLuom5lhS6kU-VksM4bIJu1QMXcXF_J-VV7kWSjZQAiYV34YoXEUmWe-WKtCpIMJqbur0Boon6i6x4JbEyUnk5XzYzbTog/s400/11.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">I am going to miss my baby as she is quickly becoming a little girl.</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrqR36gyX4E7QoX_E5WQ8gEC5cKnAHfzFu78xTNHNJY96CRWSiLIDE0yLY5e-yaxGlb8x_7p0AC13bumyi-zLIDPkrmQylxjf_uagkqKDoJvOx-IOu1jG19g2qXkXJtTd7nkWPPxwhQk4/s1600-h/113.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410856996214068658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrqR36gyX4E7QoX_E5WQ8gEC5cKnAHfzFu78xTNHNJY96CRWSiLIDE0yLY5e-yaxGlb8x_7p0AC13bumyi-zLIDPkrmQylxjf_uagkqKDoJvOx-IOu1jG19g2qXkXJtTd7nkWPPxwhQk4/s400/113.jpg" border="0" /></a> She has so much to say now and likes everyone to listen to her.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigI3aKYZCLKsJQfFEgoglO5M_qFLi3HvdCwYXIL-518fT1JjmZX8pP7H67YFaYHglOKiNBRFORwcEs6srW7OYEy0pZ1VSZ02Rw02gavqCDjMpcoTj84ziY60HnvfVRpgPntwESfooX1sY/s1600-h/112.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410856984018038658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigI3aKYZCLKsJQfFEgoglO5M_qFLi3HvdCwYXIL-518fT1JjmZX8pP7H67YFaYHglOKiNBRFORwcEs6srW7OYEy0pZ1VSZ02Rw02gavqCDjMpcoTj84ziY60HnvfVRpgPntwESfooX1sY/s400/112.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /></div>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-85751930730138425252009-11-20T21:34:00.001-08:002009-11-20T21:58:41.999-08:00When I Grow Up...I want to be a husband. It would be so wonderful to get up and only have to worry about getting myself ready and going to work. I would then come home to dinner that I didn't have to cook and a pile of dishes that I didn't have to worry about. No worrying about bills, grocery's and cleaning house. Yep, that is what I want:)<br /><br />I was reading a Thanksgiving book to my kids the other day and it was discussing how on the first Thanksgiving the women were busy cooking and serving while the men played games and talked. That is basically how it is still for the holidays in my family. By the time the holiday gets here I am exhausted from staying up late or getting up early to cook something and then having to clean up.<br /><br />It got me thinking...I'm sure that there are men out there who do cook and clean but I don't know many! It seems that even when the women make money they are still expected to do all that as well. I'm also sure that there are women out there who truly enjoy cooking, cleaning and laundry, but I am not one of them. A dirty toilet or a huge pile of dishes has been known to make me cry. I've told my husband many times that once our kids are a little older (and can behave going out to eat) I will cook maybe once a week. No cooking= no dishes=heaven.<br /><br />So, since becoming a husband isn't an option <em>maybe</em> my wonderful husband will be nice and get me a regular housecleaner for Christmas to clean up after his messy children and offer to pick up dinner on the way home from work occasionally. Maybe, Please, Pretty Please!!!The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-55731278288976157152009-11-13T20:27:00.000-08:002009-11-13T20:50:40.936-08:00Big Green Tractor and the Zoo<div align="center">We went to the zoo last week and I am so impressed with what they have done to the farm. It was closed when we were there a couple of weeks ago and they have done a lot of work. There was grass where dirt use to be and there are better toys and the playground is shaded now! </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">My Little Man sure does love his cousin and she loves him too. He was more than happy to share a tractor with her! I can see him in a few years singing to a girl riding on one of his tractors<strong>: </strong><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cjwAucpiC6Q&feature=fvw"><strong>I'll take you for a ride on my big green tractor, we can go slow...</strong></a></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403811853139009506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzQ4cj1HkQW7jPfS7ZLfvV-McdQ2VcPUGv0xLCA-9HeylueKujzuA9La2DbZPi3mAUCWftZhL43cJOJRARosjE79mOAV8baxLCi2QF7pVozNi22PBvvINZLSzox6FLiFQi1Bf9q60UuVY/s400/zoo2.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">They have a cow in there now that you can milk and water squirts out. Big Man talked for the rest of the day how he could milk with 2 hands. That was my favorite part of the zoo. I'm not sure why but I just think a milking cow is cool...maybe it is because I feel we have a lot in common as I feel like a milk cow most days:)</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403811862401650290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzmqe27eu8IIXk2a8o0VFtkSuiAXrLM82LsXsxVEUkWdTRouxfC2YBEEU4XSHt8nZF5w9jtjk24QKUUwBkRMbl81vtx0VQyEZeoT8llmWlhdhBrGqGGGUdr3KKTTgMEK2p8fh2LC7pquo/s400/zoo.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">My niece reminds me of a posing model in this picture. She is too cute and very photogenic when she wants to be, the boys not so much usually!</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403811869426205650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrTne81Jhks5iziP4GNfm16vh12dy-I-L2oaWRxWAkzWi680m6BYOCabg79ThYRIAy-Q8doVZyOueSMmPja4U0d4f-Y44tICP4h8pSmv0XI5nXaA2jxrSEbw939c3TRPMUJjP_iiZm4_Q/s400/zoo4.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">My sister took this picture and told me: <em>See they really do love each other. </em>It is nice to have pictures where they look so nice and loving with each other, since most days it is the complete opposite when they are together. I will say that they are getting along much better lately so maybe there is hope for them!</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403811861648003938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1HGZsZfkDuG3lZ8DdOTI_P1smDtUQA3XyfP9KFJSNoZrvYJYUh9W_i_nizbx4kSCBmybxA_lFMIvaXHW5d-CARSJSDEAQsSoI7qCPVOQXiW6DPE4nvi_w5t53StRnJetTSQg5sHQbNRA/s400/zoo3.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">My nephew just cracks me up all the time. He always has this big smile and the most hilarious laugh. You just can sit and laugh together, then he spits up everywhere and laughs some more:) </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO7xQ8sb-I03D_MiYgVGixSduQnByK1xd3YgAjCCkIXEwqI_KQyDDmj3Mt1Dehz2QK4Yh0dpEOIksTlHAK9ntnrCj8YExZPSYaz6Oc3dYCUHnwSfYHJEHyOOtq_Gly49j5oojghaAJdj8/s1600-h/zoo5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403811877702810690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO7xQ8sb-I03D_MiYgVGixSduQnByK1xd3YgAjCCkIXEwqI_KQyDDmj3Mt1Dehz2QK4Yh0dpEOIksTlHAK9ntnrCj8YExZPSYaz6Oc3dYCUHnwSfYHJEHyOOtq_Gly49j5oojghaAJdj8/s400/zoo5.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><p align="center">The baby obviously didn't do anything cute or funny since I have no pictures of her at the zoo. She just hung out and took in the sights. She has a few teeth working their way in right now and is not sleeping well and is just generally cranky. She did have her check up this week and she weighs 21.7 pounds and is in the 50% for weight. I can't remember her height but she is only in the 25<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> percentile for height. Her head is in the 95%, but with her mound of curls it looks even bigger:)</p>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-5579263579313095572009-11-09T19:29:00.001-08:002009-11-09T19:42:54.828-08:00Rest of Halloween<div align="center">I know...finally I'm getting around to posting the rest of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Halloween</span> pictures. Here is Big Man and his costume for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Awanas</span>. Anyone guess what Bible character he is? If you guessed Goliath you are correct. I told him Goliath was not a nice Bible character and he certainly wasn't a hero, but that was who he wanted to be. I think he looked pretty good! His blood looked redder in real life.</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMlyVEeYD-GzBL1VoVAWqTNIHrbQnh7ZaolxNGOnpCAcMih4j627l9kO0qrJx3hLhwye0grn1yic_nTEO5618_91wehA7Q-yAo3ELdUuJCoF4oPBSKrTiiIDTQan6cz-gKiP2NfqCuq8I/s1600-h/goliath.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402312364297257378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMlyVEeYD-GzBL1VoVAWqTNIHrbQnh7ZaolxNGOnpCAcMih4j627l9kO0qrJx3hLhwye0grn1yic_nTEO5618_91wehA7Q-yAo3ELdUuJCoF4oPBSKrTiiIDTQan6cz-gKiP2NfqCuq8I/s400/goliath.jpg" border="0" /></a>The obligatory pictures before trick or treating.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-XtULj7H2J2qCtvHrJ_tj8T7egw86J-lTkXpCxI1zuON_22aCG3ZLq5jNlvucJsAUclACUHaihH61FQ5_EKBlywXnyJPQjlDl1bH28Or9Wn3XhlLBSG7JYr6S97f492wO7uzK09vaGgQ/s1600-h/halloween.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402312355965937778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-XtULj7H2J2qCtvHrJ_tj8T7egw86J-lTkXpCxI1zuON_22aCG3ZLq5jNlvucJsAUclACUHaihH61FQ5_EKBlywXnyJPQjlDl1bH28Or9Wn3XhlLBSG7JYr6S97f492wO7uzK09vaGgQ/s400/halloween.jpg" border="0" /></a> The girls were both little ladybugs, but the baby's antenna's would not stay up.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYRGiHCp2RhIIBqJTdHn-2604vkGZPKqdcpAV88HGcEumXuMv_QRGuQFYdBWfNCChg8P7_C1xxKN5qbQajNfT1AyWR9alAKzQhbAPTOH5lhrdOV1Pw5KC-I8a6Oaf2yZguDK1pcuT3WvU/s1600-h/halloween2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402312353821107458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYRGiHCp2RhIIBqJTdHn-2604vkGZPKqdcpAV88HGcEumXuMv_QRGuQFYdBWfNCChg8P7_C1xxKN5qbQajNfT1AyWR9alAKzQhbAPTOH5lhrdOV1Pw5KC-I8a6Oaf2yZguDK1pcuT3WvU/s400/halloween2.jpg" border="0" /></a> The following is why <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">niece</span> is never happy to see the baby! My little girl is forever poking her cousins in the eye.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjngvLN5Y1h9StNZhhOCf7OUnCN9Cj0BR9KIuldIxjZplMnfr0uhq2ksNOIKOikydUzP1Etc-hCRCIogiOqi-45hAhrC-F3wGDusTekpK88kzzJwz_uhbbKcqNPulvCuT8ESTZNZd3Wf0Y/s1600-h/halloween4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402312345477313122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjngvLN5Y1h9StNZhhOCf7OUnCN9Cj0BR9KIuldIxjZplMnfr0uhq2ksNOIKOikydUzP1Etc-hCRCIogiOqi-45hAhrC-F3wGDusTekpK88kzzJwz_uhbbKcqNPulvCuT8ESTZNZd3Wf0Y/s400/halloween4.jpg" border="0" /></a> Ready to trick or treat!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbe98omzuGeu2s4ndhn0oHMzeqSpDIfG3bfeJzoEvw1CECkIdSi2JRcvhJJEJrjE4pgJwKHjSPRCYDuwu6VwfGGrxEyub3-2_nWOXyemhR2wBiKa_rPIFC3TBh69Ph2LMCRAa4iHzmT9I/s1600-h/halloween3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402312339318848210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbe98omzuGeu2s4ndhn0oHMzeqSpDIfG3bfeJzoEvw1CECkIdSi2JRcvhJJEJrjE4pgJwKHjSPRCYDuwu6VwfGGrxEyub3-2_nWOXyemhR2wBiKa_rPIFC3TBh69Ph2LMCRAa4iHzmT9I/s400/halloween3.jpg" border="0" /></a> They had a great time and got tons of candy. The only thing they wanted to eat were chips and a piece of gum when they were done, though. That night at about midnight Little Man woke me up crying at midnight and was upset and said he didn't know why. So, I was just laying with him when he sat up and threw up on me! I would have blamed the candy except he didn't eat any. Anyways, we had the stomach flu pass through and now we have another cold or allergies passing through right now. I have not felt normal in over 3 weeks! I have bought every supplement that is suppose to boost the immune <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">system</span> and am hoping I don't get sick again for a while because I have a lot to catch up on!</div></div></div><br /></div>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-53867471358108767752009-10-30T21:30:00.001-07:002009-10-30T21:50:34.231-07:00Getting Ready For Halloween!<div align="center">The kids had a fun filled day over at my Mom's today. Here they are making cookies.</div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398617463290269218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhudh6YaRhr7c9XO4cH6G_8YIHw7e9tRG7AIWbPGGJKR1tPDqFFHsh5j9vIQm_BW0f7-XdnI8BWAjIw5gmnxsg21RX39nEB-UqEmtV2QAcURyZ9w146_lkLDnb3c5iZANurSxMbhpvEHx8/s400/pumpkin4.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Then of course they had to sample them!</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398617455397401266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdgGWMWOPwHJSLVc_S5zPBm9F1wGU1SNJgtF5MuCtUcTcLofLkWfNRhyphenhyphenZCCqOfqmyRyBVa1bESHcyKLNmtgoxzZ5bOQq4dASwnm1NcxpAjBwjsbpo-mWueLhKu7jvoFps9z1Bvyvku4ls/s400/pumpkin7.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">My nephew is getting so big and he is so happy now (finally...we were a little worried for a while!!)</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtetacNJ6CggSrglv6ySi2LIhNzQIX-XvEbkiW_tnhakP7e3qfhUJQruNW3pc7FIio8feTgNjaPdnzcl5Fxce1kDKi4_MJPkz84FxUzEanLIp-r4yKPIlctCFNGOXP5qmOIJ683X3Wq9E/s1600-h/pumpkim8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398617663979228994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtetacNJ6CggSrglv6ySi2LIhNzQIX-XvEbkiW_tnhakP7e3qfhUJQruNW3pc7FIio8feTgNjaPdnzcl5Fxce1kDKi4_MJPkz84FxUzEanLIp-r4yKPIlctCFNGOXP5qmOIJ683X3Wq9E/s400/pumpkim8.jpg" border="0" /></a> My hubby did the honors of cutting the pumpkins after he made us a wonderful steak dinner.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398617467148145058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpXm48nJpv2FSaNjlH64K3mzy6-NAe_RSQgQJ8smS93YIniPerofIP5ei6O4tufv1hOG57nieHKVnzPzG0WoHONufyDR8akZV67dQbvmWMH9GbYb162AUFJ8IVoBlF4Z9ZFCI5_45WsTg/s400/pumpkin3.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Getting his design just right...</div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398617451490239026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW8xvvw6xImlVMJwVaQRcfXde8Ne6hmzt6xMiXrcv2SgH1n-WNANNltADS6xKg6LRAY7uBt4FpqFlrQxPtEHm3UI0Jql5p1CpBDEW0oL12PlglWs0RFLJccHF8y9tdFSpUEQsc8ZvZkbA/s400/pumpkin6.jpg" border="0" />And here are the finished products. This is a nice bat pumpkin.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTcOG-3sQ15a-ZK35lnUJonvwztwb2_z6A8uAVbtqibfPy4xWFgOR5_7Ux3zQtAKuMjJg53pdEaX6jLfSmty80CJb0Ipvv0BuVQthGYgfMs-g9dneHIomdjis1HxZin0z2eOxTt2GNDKU/s1600-h/pumpkin2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398617658417166146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTcOG-3sQ15a-ZK35lnUJonvwztwb2_z6A8uAVbtqibfPy4xWFgOR5_7Ux3zQtAKuMjJg53pdEaX6jLfSmty80CJb0Ipvv0BuVQthGYgfMs-g9dneHIomdjis1HxZin0z2eOxTt2GNDKU/s400/pumpkin2.jpg" border="0" /></a> And here is a nice winking pumpkin. They look very cool when they are lit up. We also had Big Man's parent teacher conference today and he is doing so well in school! His lowest grades are in music and art, go figure:)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd-gZf6-7KOcTCuI4WEz98JhLa6ZzeCp9fZZgAbhYNtYmerDcCMZRSh5Wjwlh7NqbAtkO5vKgVLBExcsbT5zmpr92PHc1o6MKXYcPNwInkHmDyCOD9HF2B9gdXOeSfBBL84A85GsoakuY/s1600-h/pumpkin.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398617656285547266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd-gZf6-7KOcTCuI4WEz98JhLa6ZzeCp9fZZgAbhYNtYmerDcCMZRSh5Wjwlh7NqbAtkO5vKgVLBExcsbT5zmpr92PHc1o6MKXYcPNwInkHmDyCOD9HF2B9gdXOeSfBBL84A85GsoakuY/s400/pumpkin.jpg" border="0" /></a> Of course the baby had to spend some time terrorizing her cousin! At least he thought it was funny as she is trying to poke him in the eye and putting her fingers in his mouth. She had her final day of testing with the cardiologist yesterday and her heart is perfect.We don't have to go back for an entire year, hurray! I don't think there is anything harder than trying to get a baby to lay still for test after test.<br /><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmxCosWbRJbmF0fJ9JdbYHlFg1Ph0iDqrNhFKed7ELqigmeXkvokCzYZFgZy-2D8MFKupFzIb0hgzgFh6uyZbcfLYQFX4L4xQ9BWaKbbCP5yHHJxwIohAht_HyBZjw5b-4q4VVJki2Wt4/s1600-h/pumpkin5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398617463105232226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmxCosWbRJbmF0fJ9JdbYHlFg1Ph0iDqrNhFKed7ELqigmeXkvokCzYZFgZy-2D8MFKupFzIb0hgzgFh6uyZbcfLYQFX4L4xQ9BWaKbbCP5yHHJxwIohAht_HyBZjw5b-4q4VVJki2Wt4/s400/pumpkin5.jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div></div><br /></div><p align="center">Now I need to get working on their costumes for tomorrow!</p>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-17751676862768714792009-10-27T19:26:00.001-07:002009-10-27T19:42:13.063-07:00Teeth<div align="center">So...we are still alive but I still don't feel well. It has been 11 day and I just want to get better! Big Man still has a terrible cough, and the baby is extremely cranky, coughing and wheezing. I don't think it is the flu, but it is definitely something nasty. Somehow my hubby and Little Man escaped the illness and I am very glad about that. Taking care of the two and myself has been enough.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Moving on now, if you look closely you can see the baby's first two teeth on the bottom. They are the most crooked teeth I have ever seen on a baby! </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg29wwdQ8nEXFhX8hoPB5Tb5Qn8UgH0dxjfda6FqyVeojVvf58Im-18GGNY7XGJErpHQhfDCc47voQbEwsjmDzfwBE1cDGtyPrUj8jqaz1vPKICIjgtlH3PINlGFZbHiLc2WjRi-jw0gNg/s1600-h/tooth.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397472191401596226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg29wwdQ8nEXFhX8hoPB5Tb5Qn8UgH0dxjfda6FqyVeojVvf58Im-18GGNY7XGJErpHQhfDCc47voQbEwsjmDzfwBE1cDGtyPrUj8jqaz1vPKICIjgtlH3PINlGFZbHiLc2WjRi-jw0gNg/s400/tooth.jpg" border="0" /></a> Her hair is growing so fast now and is very curly. Poor baby...crooked teeth and curly hair. Well, at least she has pretty blue eyes:) (No offense to anyone with curly hair, but I have curly hair and HATE it!)<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih_AcDLhuVcZbbjVd8IZh0qM-RImjyA-rZlQco5dL8gcHPMpg2KmBLM-BCcEMAH_sYHvy0KAwHqRyIJdArGbS0hWb3Y4VthTrxKPTUPgD4qgaCe0TRluNIie4hgvGBREOr6hgYSkY4d6s/s1600-h/tooth2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397472188236655570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih_AcDLhuVcZbbjVd8IZh0qM-RImjyA-rZlQco5dL8gcHPMpg2KmBLM-BCcEMAH_sYHvy0KAwHqRyIJdArGbS0hWb3Y4VthTrxKPTUPgD4qgaCe0TRluNIie4hgvGBREOr6hgYSkY4d6s/s400/tooth2.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div></div>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-23733732692025483362009-10-18T21:24:00.000-07:002009-10-18T21:46:32.596-07:00Fever And The Police<div align="center">This is what a 104.3 fever looks like...he has been sick ever since coming home from school Friday. At first I thought it was the flu with the sudden cough and high fever but now I'm pretty sure it is croup. We went to see the Nurse Practitioner on Saturday because he was having a hard time breathing and he has been taking steroids and getting breathing treatments and seems to be breathing a little better tonight. He normally hates being touched and will probably deny it, but the last couple of days he has only slept if he was holding hubby's hand. It was so sweet. Hubby was so good and has stayed up with him the last couple of nights taking care of him. I'm really hoping for no more fever tomorrow, 3 days is enough!!</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5QsbRhHUkzBm8oy13mMaIKSBh7PxuPZUnRiqlMu3orKZYpWE7favjNDBqtwKCZWfs3lMxG9aZvrk9yqqHdoR341j9Iqzge5Gx26Rf86rVTjanhg-j4LLssFKrxin_tfsvTZ2hvLbX55I/s1600-h/fever.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394163357964037762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5QsbRhHUkzBm8oy13mMaIKSBh7PxuPZUnRiqlMu3orKZYpWE7favjNDBqtwKCZWfs3lMxG9aZvrk9yqqHdoR341j9Iqzge5Gx26Rf86rVTjanhg-j4LLssFKrxin_tfsvTZ2hvLbX55I/s400/fever.jpg" border="0" /></a> Thankfully he didn't get sick before he had the letter C show and tell. He had to go and outdo every other kid and bring real cop cars. He was also able to get the best looking officer there is to come and talk with them as well:)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoTWQmdzexuPR3OGFMh75C6B_lj5GwLZjeE3snrj8CMZ4xRNw-26t1TcUyTyWe4l5jZohYudlAL24NBNFBtNLkIIKpvtsmv2CZb48PEDj3xj9V8-2M7qvnFLJ5b84h0tweTZWlVc8RBTc/s1600-h/police4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394163353228360578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoTWQmdzexuPR3OGFMh75C6B_lj5GwLZjeE3snrj8CMZ4xRNw-26t1TcUyTyWe4l5jZohYudlAL24NBNFBtNLkIIKpvtsmv2CZb48PEDj3xj9V8-2M7qvnFLJ5b84h0tweTZWlVc8RBTc/s400/police4.jpg" border="0" /></a> The kids were so excited. They were pushing every button, talking into the loudspeaker and making the siren go. I'm sure the neighbors were wondering what was going on!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfR37dNVGkZbojMrlWAE7yHqCC2U8m8H2-177mxb1Kir5ccWQ4bwbcHOjsp79FsKS1-U65QHAhiaa_4AEkH2EwdARvzWN__x7xruALtFZRrQbXtYCha0mKAR-oCaklPjSU8NiFduJqi8o/s1600-h/police5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394162965565571170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfR37dNVGkZbojMrlWAE7yHqCC2U8m8H2-177mxb1Kir5ccWQ4bwbcHOjsp79FsKS1-U65QHAhiaa_4AEkH2EwdARvzWN__x7xruALtFZRrQbXtYCha0mKAR-oCaklPjSU8NiFduJqi8o/s400/police5.jpg" border="0" /></a> So, do you think he will be in the front seat in the future...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijI4F7HLu7HnXLTEITwa_ldP3mnKYpOAN1hP7Hk6kyfwC2wVNVWiad1bluVu7NJYel3_bDP6EPglwsiRibfDNxPBoEh9iQS5Gd_B2_1tuprzi9h4hyix0nEf1vRD8aozvmW3mEAhiF6II/s1600-h/police2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394162957511819778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijI4F7HLu7HnXLTEITwa_ldP3mnKYpOAN1hP7Hk6kyfwC2wVNVWiad1bluVu7NJYel3_bDP6EPglwsiRibfDNxPBoEh9iQS5Gd_B2_1tuprzi9h4hyix0nEf1vRD8aozvmW3mEAhiF6II/s400/police2.jpg" border="0" /></a> or the back seat. We aren't too sure ourselves!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe45FAxepGLJMV2j0KKaWm_oeyAatIL47k0pwkAnoCHueGhXYOvGK55pxNAgWyzvSXyj3Mt4ATvg7ym3BCPxBjH34NP2kNdDrXNGENn_KM452EOpeK_q9X-joLU9SMUh9q0Rh0TJKMRAE/s1600-h/police3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394162951297451010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe45FAxepGLJMV2j0KKaWm_oeyAatIL47k0pwkAnoCHueGhXYOvGK55pxNAgWyzvSXyj3Mt4ATvg7ym3BCPxBjH34NP2kNdDrXNGENn_KM452EOpeK_q9X-joLU9SMUh9q0Rh0TJKMRAE/s400/police3.jpg" border="0" /></a> The class put on their little badges and wanted to get their picture with the officers.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgH04i4Zwe8CSucUsISTUif1msnwJ3EREsVDpfhdshzo5XfFTJNhVRfG7nHZN0yyhqMcS1Rtn9tDfsDq5V9GxEGkWuMr47puc564RNNkBV34c6H0jRH5VWBGy0YQqj1AD9qP-yjHSlK2E/s1600-h/police6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394162939820418962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgH04i4Zwe8CSucUsISTUif1msnwJ3EREsVDpfhdshzo5XfFTJNhVRfG7nHZN0yyhqMcS1Rtn9tDfsDq5V9GxEGkWuMr47puc564RNNkBV34c6H0jRH5VWBGy0YQqj1AD9qP-yjHSlK2E/s400/police6.jpg" border="0" /></a> We also had to inform them that this is not the way that we ever want to see them on a police car!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2hQ28Lln777TLYBrOqQLNIVkvsFQZOgMBsMRltT_UoRT4cdn5lA9_iCFtBEh05GyD7E9Es01gE9tunfbp0eMctGPslub2cnk2C4u9PTUziKKxAEFrOKyCGIyxZlUA-NgZ9xggJDfK7nA/s1600-h/police.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394162936569149170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2hQ28Lln777TLYBrOqQLNIVkvsFQZOgMBsMRltT_UoRT4cdn5lA9_iCFtBEh05GyD7E9Es01gE9tunfbp0eMctGPslub2cnk2C4u9PTUziKKxAEFrOKyCGIyxZlUA-NgZ9xggJDfK7nA/s400/police.jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-39049995169842357752009-10-14T20:31:00.001-07:002009-10-14T20:48:50.419-07:00Crazy Sock Day<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSbjfFoUGhmCuGuA3aQlE58dREJadOnn8cepDlB7q6-02EcjVdI9evHvjzh1KGExK43lL5vlaWpGg6zaBDuCjnVWSgbIq6TTjyjHQEjU__yhHCrDhurmb93KS1Elcb9025mNXY73E5D5Y/s1600-h/crazy+socks.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392664331379288930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSbjfFoUGhmCuGuA3aQlE58dREJadOnn8cepDlB7q6-02EcjVdI9evHvjzh1KGExK43lL5vlaWpGg6zaBDuCjnVWSgbIq6TTjyjHQEjU__yhHCrDhurmb93KS1Elcb9025mNXY73E5D5Y/s400/crazy+socks.jpg" border="0" /></a> It wasn't enough to wear one pair of crazy socks, but he wanted to wear two different socks as well. He is still loving school and I found out today that he has signed up to do cartwheels in the talent show on Friday. Seems everyone at school knew as well as the other parents, but not me! We will see if he actually goes through with it, but he is practicing and excited:) When I was going through his backpack tonight I also noticed he got his first love note from a girl. It was a pink heart with his name and then name of the girl that wrote it...totally cute, he was very proud.</div>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8295237571088005079.post-65521644002270330862009-10-12T12:41:00.000-07:002009-10-14T20:46:51.394-07:00Little Man Is 4<div align="center">We had our family and neighbor kids over on Sunday for a little party. My hubby's cousin has a party company and brought over his bouncer for the kids to play in. They were so worn out by the end of the night which was wonderful!</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwvHn1gk7mtuD6SepwD9xlnzcVVc5FyTi6a-lH2Js3nBnZgejntaKrHSElonxChdd-GRZ99BrkAsPyKdnRlD2MnCngoGAdSNFLpm-uDlzIu0eQrk3Is2EWFurCsn6DrhlmoQK8Xhfa-cY/s1600-h/birthday2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392665228155528050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwvHn1gk7mtuD6SepwD9xlnzcVVc5FyTi6a-lH2Js3nBnZgejntaKrHSElonxChdd-GRZ99BrkAsPyKdnRlD2MnCngoGAdSNFLpm-uDlzIu0eQrk3Is2EWFurCsn6DrhlmoQK8Xhfa-cY/s400/birthday2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Peek-a-boo<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiogeUNglTboADoQYmVeFej934q7hbTmwwUf3za5R78ED2kv-sr3WLK6QLeqdCS6EWbO_21-OmhuACL2IkZKVgNOgKwwMWHn-5juN6c1-OkLjNCQS78KU-jnX68ZzuvbqHLyR9EOuP99Rg/s1600-h/birthday3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392665219488356434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiogeUNglTboADoQYmVeFej934q7hbTmwwUf3za5R78ED2kv-sr3WLK6QLeqdCS6EWbO_21-OmhuACL2IkZKVgNOgKwwMWHn-5juN6c1-OkLjNCQS78KU-jnX68ZzuvbqHLyR9EOuP99Rg/s400/birthday3.jpg" border="0" /></a> My little nephew isn't looking so much like a baby anymore.<br /><br /><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb5T4THSpl7lgl5rR70OYLpt0_vIR0GeKG7Tgv_TXrOQ33kuVY3HhLhyphenhypheno-TFl69WOYDNmzbs4y2sh1MWTb5SVwypitB_jR1SjBVM4ocdLTKUxf439HiFxsEk7F_LSgPjgecYu3waLsJno/s1600-h/carter4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391801315445954386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb5T4THSpl7lgl5rR70OYLpt0_vIR0GeKG7Tgv_TXrOQ33kuVY3HhLhyphenhypheno-TFl69WOYDNmzbs4y2sh1MWTb5SVwypitB_jR1SjBVM4ocdLTKUxf439HiFxsEk7F_LSgPjgecYu3waLsJno/s400/carter4.jpg" border="0" /></a> Kissing cousins <div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOmECx4_9Axh3Hmi4si_uaSWBmdJVCCO_aOil555zWfpqycQCNo8-C1PS-EkXuAyH1NAj6_6gjBBpVkysMcfuhe3eJ3b1IlEmv_nIC0KNQLmYudQBdMzV8v8rXVhkM9c-UtET7Yo8W8XE/s1600-h/carter2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391801287643304962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOmECx4_9Axh3Hmi4si_uaSWBmdJVCCO_aOil555zWfpqycQCNo8-C1PS-EkXuAyH1NAj6_6gjBBpVkysMcfuhe3eJ3b1IlEmv_nIC0KNQLmYudQBdMzV8v8rXVhkM9c-UtET7Yo8W8XE/s400/carter2.jpg" border="0" /></a> He was so embarassed when we were singing to him, but he finally got over his embarassment enough to blow out his candles.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikeSP9OYDKltyEzRDN3kyUcJ3K1ozrTj5TpXRkNyvXwvyP-iChRAO5PnerIote__AdnsaKA716vJSW_ANCojdChBt0wt471SqYwlx5uSKx4scmsXiJSLqW5rl0C2129NAIsttzj8PKOEw/s1600-h/carter.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391801280108800098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 357px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikeSP9OYDKltyEzRDN3kyUcJ3K1ozrTj5TpXRkNyvXwvyP-iChRAO5PnerIote__AdnsaKA716vJSW_ANCojdChBt0wt471SqYwlx5uSKx4scmsXiJSLqW5rl0C2129NAIsttzj8PKOEw/s400/carter.jpg" border="0" /></a>She loves chocolate cake as well!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391801321916118530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvvrucdGUfHTCe1fVi34R281nLVUhzsd0ysuodjcpcDIKAL4Hh1_Lu48Mm00BoPGXyzdqALU73hVWD3KLcDelU2M6Odln4KoAkIr0WG7wjiJpOLSdF5-SHRq_WGsX6JXb261Sa23gqeI0/s400/carter5.jpg" border="0" />For the morning of his actual birthday I made him chocolate chip waffles and we sang to him again. You can never have too much birthday:)<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392665214218320082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRFeeOl59QzlxmjPdNZAoJbgPuCL5VJGSHFZUPwvu5-BWuPpDw4L2-sPAB3qLXBE1Q9K13e5gQWac22uOOsxYBE7-L2tfz5vanZj5orVOa8OH6k6Q5BPVVcWj3GCCs7e8mYuWCtPbm2b8/s400/birthday.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>The Mommahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13660407179784274889noreply@blogger.com0