tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-340718722024-03-07T17:43:44.505-06:00Peek-a-boo TwoAndihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.comBlogger246125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-484911957984692352011-08-16T22:34:00.003-05:002011-08-16T22:55:49.217-05:00Dear Jack<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGPso4JxzeHfUvv0qpg58CvRY1nWXMP8Y01pEuYfTQu3Ny8rFLUroAVcjKnBDtMEs20R5LWtO3Wp7ubDHCe-esB5KrAeVbn5B6biHzpZVxap9KYNhI7IkzhEi938t-tGGVQa4bOg/s1600/IMG_6145.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGPso4JxzeHfUvv0qpg58CvRY1nWXMP8Y01pEuYfTQu3Ny8rFLUroAVcjKnBDtMEs20R5LWtO3Wp7ubDHCe-esB5KrAeVbn5B6biHzpZVxap9KYNhI7IkzhEi938t-tGGVQa4bOg/s200/IMG_6145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641663396966462370" /></a>Dear Jack,<div>
<br /></div><div>This week you start your 2nd year of Kindergarten. Even with school starting in 2 days, I'm not completely certain we made the right decision, but I do know that we made the best one we could- with much thought and prayer. I've spent night after night this summer awake, weeping & praying for you. Asking God to be tender and merciful to you. Praying and hoping that you will quickly make new friends and that you will also be able to hold on to those old friends that are so dear to you.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>I have no doubt that you will, I just hope that it happens right away. One thing that every single teacher you've ever had has told us is, "Everyone loves Jack." And it's true. You've never met a stranger. You can talk to anyone. You love people and love to play. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>I also hope you will know that you did not fail. Far, far from it. You came so far last year. You steadily progressed and grew so much. But, the truth is, it's hard to be the youngest in the class. Especially if you're a boy. And, the risks of not doing this were huge for you and for the rest of your life. </div><div>
<br /></div><div>We want you to love to learn. We want you to be excited about school. We don't want you to spend every day frustrated because what you really needed was a little more time, not just more drills and practicing. We want you to know that you can do and be whatever you dream. (Except for a Jedi. Sorry sweet boy.) We don't want your joyful God-given spirit crushed because we were too scared to make a hard decision.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>I know you can't read this now. And perhaps I'm only writing it right now to ease my anxious soul, but I hope one day, when you do read it, you'll know how much I love you and that you'll have always felt that love. You are a bright spot of joy in our household. I'm so proud to call you my son.</div>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-81143458693384460872010-11-30T16:38:00.005-06:002010-12-31T12:05:49.960-06:00Post #265: Wherein I Begin Blogging...again...<div><div>It's been a while. A long while. In fact, about 6 months. A lot has happened.<div><br /></div><div>Jack turned 5 & had a Peter Pan Star Wars party. (It's what he asked for- who am I to argue with that?)</div></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAqc0e7_4yHTdcFZy0N-X8tCjDqsI36lPw6fb5NjR1bTzphii_WK-3zpAY-w0bvGmuhYY5T-i3B3BDdaJVjZVJD_lUI9iroZl6D_otWCEK5v9QAqxGB3wYVBjVLWahhmAYpIj_pw/s1600/IMG_3975.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAqc0e7_4yHTdcFZy0N-X8tCjDqsI36lPw6fb5NjR1bTzphii_WK-3zpAY-w0bvGmuhYY5T-i3B3BDdaJVjZVJD_lUI9iroZl6D_otWCEK5v9QAqxGB3wYVBjVLWahhmAYpIj_pw/s320/IMG_3975.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556907742265693730" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">(my little Peter Pan- so full of life & joy)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div><div>We went to Disney Land (we were there on Jack's birthday! All other birthdays will now be a huge disappointment.).</div><div><br /></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuzElCOnjtsLqcgkyc48Tsi7BYOo3GfRmtnFQJQvDun9cBtmZGC8TEnTn42qgF6d1TTKFp8ujf8uWiZgzC0i3tFMx3XlZtNP6EP3w46UFrf_7zcIvvanO8toYjVBDYLGQPOLJJPQ/s1600/IMG_1888.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuzElCOnjtsLqcgkyc48Tsi7BYOo3GfRmtnFQJQvDun9cBtmZGC8TEnTn42qgF6d1TTKFp8ujf8uWiZgzC0i3tFMx3XlZtNP6EP3w46UFrf_7zcIvvanO8toYjVBDYLGQPOLJJPQ/s320/IMG_1888.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556907176391575554" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">(thus begins <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">annie's</span> obsession with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">minnie</span> mouse...)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div>Jack started kindergarten. (Note- he started on the 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">nd</span> day of school. On the 1st day I didn't believe that he was sick & he threw up all over himself in the car. Mommy fail.) He loves school, but it's been a hard year. The kind of hard year that makes a mama's heart ache & think there might be more hard years of schooling to come.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWtiCcg5dN6QfV0hpOcQZObeZARuCnl8zj2x9td364PINV7KZAElXim5Abxq6LoanVQr1IesezMReN3yM5AxCcwn7o9O5kn83Hf-pe608A624dMNPE9nDb4kWe2MH15lrd2FzqCA/s1600/IMG_4382.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWtiCcg5dN6QfV0hpOcQZObeZARuCnl8zj2x9td364PINV7KZAElXim5Abxq6LoanVQr1IesezMReN3yM5AxCcwn7o9O5kn83Hf-pe608A624dMNPE9nDb4kWe2MH15lrd2FzqCA/s320/IMG_4382.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556907169969309714" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>We had a little family photo shoot.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfpvvmsIWj9c2wUPd3DIZlOPCvAMoI2EwPyl96zVXa1HraQooRJkCNmV3MiFUCFTfhxeCvl_6UtKwHRzr-tT0vmSkP4q3zeotKoO9dwx7Zo1pwfAagZn6j-qcc22WD1Jn_Zb77Ww/s1600/IMG_4485_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfpvvmsIWj9c2wUPd3DIZlOPCvAMoI2EwPyl96zVXa1HraQooRJkCNmV3MiFUCFTfhxeCvl_6UtKwHRzr-tT0vmSkP4q3zeotKoO9dwx7Zo1pwfAagZn6j-qcc22WD1Jn_Zb77Ww/s320/IMG_4485_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556907168872036978" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNRIquowieinEc6K8te_6QrQsgv9nvcVT_Mx97BzUlADSRS-osubx9xtQl_qsUa8c-dFHnX6p2IVjHLwsGnzBhVpZb5IA38htwquFQEL-A9e2aBq5QxjxWt_t8P3V4wySMgKSkUg/s1600/IMG_4523.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNRIquowieinEc6K8te_6QrQsgv9nvcVT_Mx97BzUlADSRS-osubx9xtQl_qsUa8c-dFHnX6p2IVjHLwsGnzBhVpZb5IA38htwquFQEL-A9e2aBq5QxjxWt_t8P3V4wySMgKSkUg/s320/IMG_4523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556907157665757730" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOGzSRb1w_TQ2hYHmgkack8yNfBp30LBKmXcqgAg9_YDRQw3PO7x8GRme5Sqp6V7EmB8mrV2U6fRyMFOHXyuy2NjsG6IPGSNQcQ1tpvfGPgXfi85Zy8Ref4crn60hPyMILVhXEUA/s1600/IMG_4663.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOGzSRb1w_TQ2hYHmgkack8yNfBp30LBKmXcqgAg9_YDRQw3PO7x8GRme5Sqp6V7EmB8mrV2U6fRyMFOHXyuy2NjsG6IPGSNQcQ1tpvfGPgXfi85Zy8Ref4crn60hPyMILVhXEUA/s320/IMG_4663.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556907153306924002" /></a><div><div><br /></div><div>We had fun fall festivities where, try as I might I couldn't get one decent picture of my children together.</div><div><br /></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2esfReUJsGqEoJUthV9otbHgks6ZjcdJAySfcjAGm-58_ScZEpQLS33KEgBMhWt_kINHmeBojWFDoD4efw9Lf4xlUSU6hyphenhyphenQ3NvA6d_AKQwr8HY3tt5FCxqxn7AB6khMFNp-0Mxg/s1600/IMG_4742.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2esfReUJsGqEoJUthV9otbHgks6ZjcdJAySfcjAGm-58_ScZEpQLS33KEgBMhWt_kINHmeBojWFDoD4efw9Lf4xlUSU6hyphenhyphenQ3NvA6d_AKQwr8HY3tt5FCxqxn7AB6khMFNp-0Mxg/s320/IMG_4742.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556906221084671458" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF8S2z2eX3-fsmJoG-wlW4dQHWMOs8iR83naTzvVhADxHwb2IJFsHdu2VIvfnGqzdvMZLSbJeBqaftv6bmMlOFYnei7_sLBo464qKXlWlVngy_UGvx20AY6kV5LmzdOLg7XmHFUg/s1600/IMG_4684.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF8S2z2eX3-fsmJoG-wlW4dQHWMOs8iR83naTzvVhADxHwb2IJFsHdu2VIvfnGqzdvMZLSbJeBqaftv6bmMlOFYnei7_sLBo464qKXlWlVngy_UGvx20AY6kV5LmzdOLg7XmHFUg/s320/IMG_4684.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556906211326386306" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr0z25IBOEoulo-p2PAoJRwCpO2Glz2gz4jfzCF95bOtQ3QU0aUo2asMjfq_HwQUmDYjxGiD-1zVWsGkYRTjjpuXZus_3ZTN8APjo-TQ40Ip4hxTU87SWt2cVuKeWY8yMfcjkYfw/s1600/IMG_4851.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr0z25IBOEoulo-p2PAoJRwCpO2Glz2gz4jfzCF95bOtQ3QU0aUo2asMjfq_HwQUmDYjxGiD-1zVWsGkYRTjjpuXZus_3ZTN8APjo-TQ40Ip4hxTU87SWt2cVuKeWY8yMfcjkYfw/s320/IMG_4851.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556906204160571314" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">(Jack & his sweet friend <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Grayson</span> during their Thanksgiving play.)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div>My Annie turned 2. (2!! That's big!!! I can't believe she's TWO!!)</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSd5kyUepkfKMI8yhET0Ub0tqJq2PobvbOjqBuk35CGBguqXYZAoLBLfMCDWluqstNILPH_Zp4U2rvCMa6QgYOkH8hSgzmMDakmc0pWYeuLIt-3q7omsHKZdmVvlApyCYwcxosgA/s1600/IMG_5056.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSd5kyUepkfKMI8yhET0Ub0tqJq2PobvbOjqBuk35CGBguqXYZAoLBLfMCDWluqstNILPH_Zp4U2rvCMa6QgYOkH8hSgzmMDakmc0pWYeuLIt-3q7omsHKZdmVvlApyCYwcxosgA/s320/IMG_5056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556906202319276226" /></a><br /></div><div>And we celebrated a sweet Christmas.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIyT1xS5rqY8NrQWycXA_AYX0iFgtWvPZw8ORTEBRIG89x-leqkQqRrDI7XPOBUWI438a0QlebF35u3p1DqR4m07KBHRcJy1skubx0HgwWnte300yscC1o3kA01qeZeR318FQ1WA/s1600/IMG_5115.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIyT1xS5rqY8NrQWycXA_AYX0iFgtWvPZw8ORTEBRIG89x-leqkQqRrDI7XPOBUWI438a0QlebF35u3p1DqR4m07KBHRcJy1skubx0HgwWnte300yscC1o3kA01qeZeR318FQ1WA/s320/IMG_5115.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556906188797220162" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">(Because everything is more fun with a pillow pet.)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The end of 2010 is here & I'm feeling <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">nostalgic</span> about how much my children have grown & learned & become even brighter spots in our lives & days. I'm excited to see what 2011 brings!</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /></div></div></div>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-53592386209018311172010-06-20T14:18:00.001-05:002010-06-20T14:21:11.181-05:00Happy Father's Day!<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">How did I get so lucky?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPi6qpr8ln_HrgMY_FO8OPcJhR5R1-x-63MIIzdFO-AyFOvCtrP1ROk5rilMhNFxWpjyU_GsWjw4cbhgSTN-2O26oLfe7I6GP5lXW-PJq2gAiFDFNwg22P0yGXZ7vhPZX0r3QR3g/s1600/IMG_3461.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPi6qpr8ln_HrgMY_FO8OPcJhR5R1-x-63MIIzdFO-AyFOvCtrP1ROk5rilMhNFxWpjyU_GsWjw4cbhgSTN-2O26oLfe7I6GP5lXW-PJq2gAiFDFNwg22P0yGXZ7vhPZX0r3QR3g/s320/IMG_3461.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484937912569318994" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWiIo-uDnTqx-tm_t9FhvpmzV31_j7DG3NO1wIOype5MTANI3sc7PcljvMZ2rPahlFOCCLp6YaxmlFwNr88D34XTXZ5WBtY1lTtxxYzXxDrrWbgYvyYQIVw2tqaRy-5MnsyXwaHQ/s1600/IMG_3296.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWiIo-uDnTqx-tm_t9FhvpmzV31_j7DG3NO1wIOype5MTANI3sc7PcljvMZ2rPahlFOCCLp6YaxmlFwNr88D34XTXZ5WBtY1lTtxxYzXxDrrWbgYvyYQIVw2tqaRy-5MnsyXwaHQ/s320/IMG_3296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484937898270886498" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-66368176490513785622010-05-20T21:11:00.005-05:002010-05-20T21:44:41.079-05:00JK Art Gala!<div>Tonight was an Art Gala for the JK class at Jack's school. It was amazing. His classroom was transformed to display the children's works of art. They spent many weeks studying the works of Kandinsky, Van Gogh, Giacometti, Mary Cassatt, Jacob Lawerence, Michelangelo, Calder & Edgar Degas. They then created their own works of art in the styles of these artists.<div><br /></div><div>My mom stayed at home with Annie & Joh, Jack & I all went to dinner & the Gala. Jack was our gallery docent for the gallery. It basically meant he showed us his art & tried to resist body-slamming his classmates. He served us "delicious, delectable desserts" & sparkling water.<br /><div><br /></div><div>John & I were both blown away at the work the children created. John said he didn't know about some of these artists until he was in college & Jack, at just 4 years old, knows all about them. He would come home from school talking about Kandinsky & concentric circles, painting with knives like Van Gogh, and drawing ballerinas like Degas.</div><div><br /></div><div>Jack has an incredible preschool teacher. This art unit is just one example of how much she has invested in Jack.</div><div><br /></div><div>Hope you enjoy the pics as much as we enjoyed our evening!</div><div><br /></div></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeRMnnHajr30SqoArfSRW0Qwp0oEm9TQQCOivDZQqu0sqduYzFoybYDtAzJnx7s_8_nb8cigU5qG4JwoHBsgsqfIzt1Qv2PFg_taxhtVsgqcm6hRnGx0Rp3pMjJyyKxlED9QmYKA/s1600/IMG_3665.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeRMnnHajr30SqoArfSRW0Qwp0oEm9TQQCOivDZQqu0sqduYzFoybYDtAzJnx7s_8_nb8cigU5qG4JwoHBsgsqfIzt1Qv2PFg_taxhtVsgqcm6hRnGx0Rp3pMjJyyKxlED9QmYKA/s320/IMG_3665.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473546622514201890" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Jack & his amazing teacher</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhid0hX_AFej0WoIq4J0HZveVR-gz4OHMVhD2iLs2qi1EkTbYN31OIIsknr5b0WveTS03VSqugyMaIHXG2lhK3SQNrT6IbbrndZzg3qPrnBhwWekD_SOYxjVW8YZaVoACiWufIoaw/s1600/IMG_3653.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhid0hX_AFej0WoIq4J0HZveVR-gz4OHMVhD2iLs2qi1EkTbYN31OIIsknr5b0WveTS03VSqugyMaIHXG2lhK3SQNrT6IbbrndZzg3qPrnBhwWekD_SOYxjVW8YZaVoACiWufIoaw/s320/IMG_3653.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473546610454817058" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Jack & his body-slamming BFF</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimOE8rIo0PvYHuf5qZiLQfXe0Xb8ZgKRudLK8DmYCoQHb76ODQcqogx7T3MK4LSM-HyHC7GZK5ft8HJz8HifNLNMTAAtlqhVUMOb5APgYKInrY0Ry6ZHmCp0sD_Q6rlKep4fZ9lg/s1600/IMG_3650.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimOE8rIo0PvYHuf5qZiLQfXe0Xb8ZgKRudLK8DmYCoQHb76ODQcqogx7T3MK4LSM-HyHC7GZK5ft8HJz8HifNLNMTAAtlqhVUMOb5APgYKInrY0Ry6ZHmCp0sD_Q6rlKep4fZ9lg/s320/IMG_3650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473546601252024898" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Jack enjoyed many delicious delectable desserts</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFuYrLyfq6vd-mJxcr3yLA0-qWpjvMy7ffJRzpxjfVR2BSQFpiqDj2pAmkQLuGYKIqfes7FEJcMmwkZKu9AKqmFAW9CbMMhpasS42uDlSBPxge3LEJOjY_9d9bhWoDEFKHWxvABQ/s1600/IMG_3659.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFuYrLyfq6vd-mJxcr3yLA0-qWpjvMy7ffJRzpxjfVR2BSQFpiqDj2pAmkQLuGYKIqfes7FEJcMmwkZKu9AKqmFAW9CbMMhpasS42uDlSBPxge3LEJOjY_9d9bhWoDEFKHWxvABQ/s320/IMG_3659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473546595520931618" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Me & my sweet boy</div><div style="text-align: center;">His Degas inspired ballerina is in the top left corner</div><div><div><div><br /></div></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnksSwcrIbjdHkKW66wogjoToXlLxkg3GvkJgDVtJIk5LrkUhyphenhyphenYNrhAVAr_3mjU4U5TWK2gN71aR9hN8rbLZxZoGbpQrYHrEv8ugXjKPZZAmKYPknS7CJIGi87-0KT9nXj9femKQ/s1600/IMG_3647.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnksSwcrIbjdHkKW66wogjoToXlLxkg3GvkJgDVtJIk5LrkUhyphenhyphenYNrhAVAr_3mjU4U5TWK2gN71aR9hN8rbLZxZoGbpQrYHrEv8ugXjKPZZAmKYPknS7CJIGi87-0KT9nXj9femKQ/s320/IMG_3647.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473545613024777682" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sunflowers</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiudVclzEaE3mP-UtqzSdz4iqm9XCOsjlf5yDYkTWLu_hjePofKXaAbdp40MfUhLMJ1Xd9iSiDNYfF_NM0zkWgzvqPNfBJKi90hj1NxBCZ0DjUhSeSx14Gll5k6qhHzaFP6UcWw4Q/s1600/IMG_3646.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiudVclzEaE3mP-UtqzSdz4iqm9XCOsjlf5yDYkTWLu_hjePofKXaAbdp40MfUhLMJ1Xd9iSiDNYfF_NM0zkWgzvqPNfBJKi90hj1NxBCZ0DjUhSeSx14Gll5k6qhHzaFP6UcWw4Q/s320/IMG_3646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473545604404031378" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">A whole class of Calder-mobiles</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0lrIDr5i5uHqzB7vjha2xkLGk0P8XzqSslnBWJz6uf2_8SlxGwNCdmWwKf44Cxhy9bcqP0mNjamJp2E-9Apcf6JNpVK8z5hxouy-JLHvln5N168pQsmGURtQKM7V0S0B8CgmDkg/s1600/IMG_3643.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0lrIDr5i5uHqzB7vjha2xkLGk0P8XzqSslnBWJz6uf2_8SlxGwNCdmWwKf44Cxhy9bcqP0mNjamJp2E-9Apcf6JNpVK8z5hxouy-JLHvln5N168pQsmGURtQKM7V0S0B8CgmDkg/s320/IMG_3643.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473545594472206466" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Giacometti inspired sculptures</div><div style="text-align: center;">Jack's sculpture was of Obi-Wan Kenobi</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8XbzVYyh2Bm79AjdmYFAnBgaqmmWn8PR7uSdRdoTg5kVrGtSbV5_NiCbLiYZ7bbcHBndQ7M58Pj2DUQ41rWe7djBSeDQDblvWof-Vo7hxhazSziaSuLwKhAZdMv09qPYhPS1zVw/s1600/IMG_3642.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8XbzVYyh2Bm79AjdmYFAnBgaqmmWn8PR7uSdRdoTg5kVrGtSbV5_NiCbLiYZ7bbcHBndQ7M58Pj2DUQ41rWe7djBSeDQDblvWof-Vo7hxhazSziaSuLwKhAZdMv09qPYhPS1zVw/s320/IMG_3642.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473545578065776802" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Mary Cassatt print</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLe_RGYqCHDgCnbLO6jxCLhuIiKBShLTGijfE8qcwJZTbsr8PAw9jl3mDgqrvY_DMTH32IUrTgVTnjNY4yFM2VEN1qubXq5bp5CuKLS3wXoeKPE8KxxFk0BVrPj-n6uCveUWJ7eg/s320/IMG_3640.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473545566500914050" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><div style="text-align: center;">My dates for the evening</div></span>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-56326004274604921632010-05-06T12:31:00.004-05:002010-05-06T13:04:40.244-05:00Dipping my toes back in...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc4IR41tgSmM8bLGGuPNAD4XEPIRB-CSdYYQobkMPiur9ugxrZiJqqoKIdkyf0Lsl3-NDjeczN5HUeO8gZ33laQ7VOU5LqtQchhFSsxSfd_0Irn6gFn8qCFI0uS1U75CwscOTWOg/s1600/IMG_3566.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc4IR41tgSmM8bLGGuPNAD4XEPIRB-CSdYYQobkMPiur9ugxrZiJqqoKIdkyf0Lsl3-NDjeczN5HUeO8gZ33laQ7VOU5LqtQchhFSsxSfd_0Irn6gFn8qCFI0uS1U75CwscOTWOg/s320/IMG_3566.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468211148548478146" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">(I think Annie looks a wee bit scared in this picture. Smart girl. I'm pretty sure Jack tried to pop her head off seconds after it was taken.)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"> <!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I'm tentatively dipping my toes back into the blogosphere. Since Annie was born, I've had little time or energy for blogging, although I've had many different posts & thoughts rattling around in my head, all profound & very interesting I'm sure. I've missed writing because it helps me process & organize my thoughts & life. Writing helps me to remember all of my blessing that I so quickly forget in the day-to-day. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I'm adjusting to a new pace in life right now. I'm learning to adjust my expectations of what the day is going to look like & how much I'm going to accomplish. Baby girl was born 16ish months ago, so, obviously, I'm a slow learner. Just as there's been little time or energy for blogging, there's been little time or energy for pretty much anything else. My home seems to have fallen into a state of disrepair. Come over on any given day & you'll find piles of laundry waiting to be folded, more piles of laundry waiting to be put away & piles of laundry in the dryer- waiting for an empty basket to call home. (If you don't believe me, look in my hall. That's where it all hides.) The simplest cleaning task takes me days to accomplish, only to have it quickly undone by the little people living in my house. The weeds in my flowerbeds are overwhelming & embarrassing. </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I asked my mom the other day if she ever got overwhelmed keeping up with the house when my brother & I were little. She said no- she only ever felt overwhelmed when I was a baby & wouldn't stop screaming. (Yes- payback's a bitch as you can see in</span></span><a href="http://peekaboojack.blogspot.com/2009/12/musings-on-motherhood-45-years-in.html"><span style="color:#4A2486;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> THIS</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> post...) This reaffirms to me that my mom is awesome & has super-human cleaning powers. Or, my brother & I were occasionally able to play on our own so she could get stuff done. I have neither of these things, so I'm learning to adjust & live in my reality- not an alternate reality where I'm actually Superwoman.</span></span></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">This morning, I tried to have a good attitude & just accept the fact that I was going to get nothing accomplished. I hung out with Annie while she crawled on the counters & shoved things in the toaster oven (I bet you didn't know that a toaster oven is a terrific toddler toy, did you? Buttons, knobs & a door that opens & closes keeps little hands & minds entertained for at least 15 minutes.), pulled dishes out of the cabinets, rummaged through all of my baking supplies, and climbed into the refrigerator. She had a blast & a huge mess was left in her wake when she went to nap time. But, instead of focusing on the mess that I now have to clean up in addition to the huge list of other things I need to do during her nap, I just tried to enjoy the moment (something I'm not very good at doing...). During that time I got lots of laughs & giggles, little jabberings, smiles, hugs & kisses. It was pretty awesome, and even though I didn't get any chores done, it did feel like I accomplished a lot. </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">So, now I'm off to empty the dishwasher, fold laundry & wash diapers- all things that are going to be undone in a day or sooner. But, I can do it knowing that the time I spend with my children will never be undone or replaced. That makes living in my dirty, bursting at the seams house a whole lot easier.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><o:p></o:p></p> <!--EndFragment--> </span></div>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-61958791972088289592010-04-13T21:54:00.003-05:002010-04-13T22:01:27.038-05:00Picture Update<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm2zWi8jcR92iLMyzzqtyY9XfKkwFsmVh7H7QeBRuK3xQyZuY70t3fV487QzwROvCxjXApDgOkr4xR5JtF7BkggVR2h4RSIQHbgNA1d22RElsirhpvEf4-1gJLAxWTd-UXYI2RRw/s1600/IMG_3349.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm2zWi8jcR92iLMyzzqtyY9XfKkwFsmVh7H7QeBRuK3xQyZuY70t3fV487QzwROvCxjXApDgOkr4xR5JtF7BkggVR2h4RSIQHbgNA1d22RElsirhpvEf4-1gJLAxWTd-UXYI2RRw/s320/IMG_3349.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459822014036390994" /></a><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>My sweet boy just started playing t-ball. My favorite part is seeing him in his uniform!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"><br /></span></div></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIizDcN9Tq27IQrKgP9D8Qi8c7XZLVwo3Vm_jU8w_bTTM0ygi3KTeAtrBw6y4DEcWeA5ZOOeKgyuxYHymGdGhDxKmmn6K_hkWse8W5nOjHoI4Hjm1TDY8E1kGYXudP7S_6gD_jUQ/s1600/IMG_3331.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIizDcN9Tq27IQrKgP9D8Qi8c7XZLVwo3Vm_jU8w_bTTM0ygi3KTeAtrBw6y4DEcWeA5ZOOeKgyuxYHymGdGhDxKmmn6K_hkWse8W5nOjHoI4Hjm1TDY8E1kGYXudP7S_6gD_jUQ/s320/IMG_3331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459822005330919714" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This little girl is growing up. And, turning into a blondie!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbP7JzL9OOjVy950ECZWtlF7Ge8zheTcLQBCxpTF-cROuu6PS528Y9wbfsV1brX_E3AL-b07GXkuFCPbOkt3oy4AlG8rkzcwDW3K0FxFZLBwKAY4_WiCUwC0erQ9h6AztuDQB-7Q/s1600/IMG_3303.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbP7JzL9OOjVy950ECZWtlF7Ge8zheTcLQBCxpTF-cROuu6PS528Y9wbfsV1brX_E3AL-b07GXkuFCPbOkt3oy4AlG8rkzcwDW3K0FxFZLBwKAY4_WiCUwC0erQ9h6AztuDQB-7Q/s320/IMG_3303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459822001126348898" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Easter Sunday with the Grandparents.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8CqSvvpIrwDtmJcZ9QkfhGCbuRzngvLSqzkecJGbmBAePaRiGjXvCE9_Qwy1wwlUFzrUGPld6RMGcByxWGmE9Mg4KCXNcVSQDAG8N-P-5AT61fZlRiPSaJG9RELnNMRbLzk7OnQ/s1600/IMG_3292.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8CqSvvpIrwDtmJcZ9QkfhGCbuRzngvLSqzkecJGbmBAePaRiGjXvCE9_Qwy1wwlUFzrUGPld6RMGcByxWGmE9Mg4KCXNcVSQDAG8N-P-5AT61fZlRiPSaJG9RELnNMRbLzk7OnQ/s320/IMG_3292.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459821991976662386" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is such an Annie face.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVWHpdnTLCVuu1cuNG8HL0q3KJDBsoLWu54o1UKKFFinFSpKKtsHhHdHmeih5Ae_5LTCDDlcSN2VFMkm6fJjJ1XOrqT6eJ9oWSKsiy2gPLytJF_3UTmA42jC6n9ayX87Z74G0heQ/s1600/IMG_3261.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVWHpdnTLCVuu1cuNG8HL0q3KJDBsoLWu54o1UKKFFinFSpKKtsHhHdHmeih5Ae_5LTCDDlcSN2VFMkm6fJjJ1XOrqT6eJ9oWSKsiy2gPLytJF_3UTmA42jC6n9ayX87Z74G0heQ/s320/IMG_3261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459821980911992562" /></a>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-70192498092122539512010-03-17T22:02:00.001-05:002010-03-17T22:03:43.999-05:00Why I Should Stop Cleaning: Exhibit A<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBShuh6oCtEuumgSfLnDho5L_MeGeyOkwT9x38adtoAthAipVvC6OopH3oDZ9kMxBYsF1SWG9ZJvM3Q9xgeKOkuOB2oM_27BE-5NkqeuaSRmNsk_iSNlA8a5zb5OnwYcuQKt-iBw/s1600-h/IMG_3041.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBShuh6oCtEuumgSfLnDho5L_MeGeyOkwT9x38adtoAthAipVvC6OopH3oDZ9kMxBYsF1SWG9ZJvM3Q9xgeKOkuOB2oM_27BE-5NkqeuaSRmNsk_iSNlA8a5zb5OnwYcuQKt-iBw/s400/IMG_3041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449804186836130322" /></a>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-21475675914991300882010-02-09T19:16:00.002-06:002010-02-09T19:22:54.543-06:00Ten on Tuesday!This is inspired by my friend Melanie's blog- she wrote a list of 10 things that make her happy. I've been feeling a bit like Debbie Downer lately, so this will be good. Join me in making a list of 10 things that make YOU happy!<div><br /></div><div>1- Sleep- in any form. Naptime, bedtime, etc. Sleep makes me very happy.</div><div>2- Cookie dough. Enough said.</div><div>3- Watching Annie eat something she loves. It's hilarious. She talks to it, she holds it in the air, she throws her head back & shoves it in. Reckless joy.</div><div>4- Seeing Jack love on Annie. He loves his little sister so much. She doesn't know how lucky she is.</div><div>5- Date night with John!</div><div>6- Watching John & Jack play in the snow.</div><div>7- Listening to Annie laugh. She's not much of a laugher, so when you get her going you feel like you've won a big prize.</div><div>8- My mom. She's coming over tomorrow. That makes me very happy.</div><div>9- My girlfriends who love me very much.</div><div>10- LOST. We've been watching a lot of Lost lately. It's been super fun. No spoilers please. :)</div>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-35128897491464732802009-12-26T14:52:00.002-06:002009-12-26T14:54:33.515-06:00Cake face!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpQe-jMa5KHrB3V6V7q0zMXAX6J8X0-NYYbRVlfSNIXKZteeTb3SWIK8wuR9Q3IUSLfj6F-dy0WFB-xUdeL1hxeKbk-dTwx4dbSt-tWzv8kryPVU48g0OtxcshFMVwpOk1qNFyWw/s1600-h/IMG_2521.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpQe-jMa5KHrB3V6V7q0zMXAX6J8X0-NYYbRVlfSNIXKZteeTb3SWIK8wuR9Q3IUSLfj6F-dy0WFB-xUdeL1hxeKbk-dTwx4dbSt-tWzv8kryPVU48g0OtxcshFMVwpOk1qNFyWw/s400/IMG_2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419651145951388802" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOwHP7meCQ616nDzkQMwzziw5oyKgY-B3tjZwBe4bHsUhSFjGKaN1UjejXFZOqSx7hrXVatw5U1bI1o8w60wFyCGcPpZKEeZaBwYHr06JN-ooDq9oj5Vjcntj4SoOLydzIT91pFg/s1600-h/IMG_2522.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOwHP7meCQ616nDzkQMwzziw5oyKgY-B3tjZwBe4bHsUhSFjGKaN1UjejXFZOqSx7hrXVatw5U1bI1o8w60wFyCGcPpZKEeZaBwYHr06JN-ooDq9oj5Vjcntj4SoOLydzIT91pFg/s400/IMG_2522.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419651138969579282" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW8siA5xduhUyW-cQYP-4HRJGvcnYmd4n0mF83d29XFllTSjoxB8bmDoISaOaku1jpLgrw5dEUGMJR7pUeXD8w-XWk7yiVCLe25aJPxlrDemUkQhfWGgKkDBQ00RcSCqzYBT3Mxg/s1600-h/IMG_2523.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW8siA5xduhUyW-cQYP-4HRJGvcnYmd4n0mF83d29XFllTSjoxB8bmDoISaOaku1jpLgrw5dEUGMJR7pUeXD8w-XWk7yiVCLe25aJPxlrDemUkQhfWGgKkDBQ00RcSCqzYBT3Mxg/s400/IMG_2523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419651133404458850" /></a>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-60936791410091854822009-12-24T08:31:00.003-06:002009-12-24T08:35:39.774-06:00Annie is 1!<div style="text-align: center;">Then:</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiro90oLHT89pb5YnYjM0j-8kxqC2NYVkWMRZbDN58BtpB3OnSTWe61vzy5c2lGq62H8Y3mflVmjpIr5A4uYQkZ6MbCk_MPE7CB2tjUney_yXBPy9ZReRugb4aQ20l2o-jIMSPxgg/s1600-h/DSCN4275.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiro90oLHT89pb5YnYjM0j-8kxqC2NYVkWMRZbDN58BtpB3OnSTWe61vzy5c2lGq62H8Y3mflVmjpIr5A4uYQkZ6MbCk_MPE7CB2tjUney_yXBPy9ZReRugb4aQ20l2o-jIMSPxgg/s400/DSCN4275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418810888473915858" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Now:</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3eKVpltmYqBpu43vAc0AgobKj9x9QmsE-D2qzMIggG030u00Brp6eMbRVElSvgNfPDdxrjHqGIE_RmhYRFklumFvZCGnajUfrMo7dTs3L_rJ4sHoTRdZxZ6CIhIJ2AFTYtfNYig/s1600-h/IMG_2380.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3eKVpltmYqBpu43vAc0AgobKj9x9QmsE-D2qzMIggG030u00Brp6eMbRVElSvgNfPDdxrjHqGIE_RmhYRFklumFvZCGnajUfrMo7dTs3L_rJ4sHoTRdZxZ6CIhIJ2AFTYtfNYig/s400/IMG_2380.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418810882533294482" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Happy Birthday sweet girl!!</span></b></div></div>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-6892526057819518332009-12-07T21:27:00.006-06:002009-12-08T00:02:46.879-06:00Musings on Motherhood- 4.5 years in...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQhbO31oh7AjtNIurCx-VahClnvYgLuSsz-am9rGp9ai2MysylLOxJQUX-D0EbgozTAceuq_VNy9yC8-tJ8G-b0AKbksF5XC4DMmfEXXpDDNBrQwhmaWTUgUtttVLJv0K70v6hzw/s1600-h/DCP_1944.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQhbO31oh7AjtNIurCx-VahClnvYgLuSsz-am9rGp9ai2MysylLOxJQUX-D0EbgozTAceuq_VNy9yC8-tJ8G-b0AKbksF5XC4DMmfEXXpDDNBrQwhmaWTUgUtttVLJv0K70v6hzw/s400/DCP_1944.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412728438412381330" /></a><div>I came across this picture today. It's of me & Jack the day he came home from the hospital. Notice the distressed look on my face masked by a smile. I knew I was supposed to be happy. Here I was, bringing my first baby home from the hospital. He was healthy (obviously he had a great set of lungs!) & he was beyond beautiful.</div><div><br /></div><div>But, I was freaked-out beyond belief. I couldn't sit. I could barely walk. I was more tired than I had ever been in my life. Three weeks from bringing him home not only did we have to be out of our apartment, but we were relocating to St. Louis- a place we grew up but hadn't lived for years & years. And, all Jack did was cry. We couldn't lie him down. He would cry & cry. He would nurse & be done & then 45 minutes be ready to eat again. All day & night long. I vividly remember whispering to myself during one of his crying bouts, "Don't shake the baby. Don't shake the baby. Don't shake the baby."</div><div><br /></div><div>I thought this moment was what it was to be a mother. I could see no further than the situation I was in. The only thing I knew for sure was that I was never going to sleep more than an hour stretch again & that this child was going to cry for the rest of my life.</div><div><br /></div><div>Fast forward 3 1/2 years...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ3VY4umnS5omCPuhzcgA5l9nMvsURCdTXBIGlamNtEqbBcz22Bw1U1NGlCeFUkfdEqOqM99mZi6OLil5lnG9vQcHchysq6lhzHqlYN5tu60CDTYKNR8TmxIQPdz8AAnoDRgp4Sw/s400/DSCN4290.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412728193588412530" /><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div>We got another crier on our hands. She cried for about 9 months & then finally got happy. We thought we had "paid our dues", but not only was Annie's infant temperment eerily similar to her brother's, it ended up being more extreme. Surely our 3rd will be a dream baby, right?</div><div><br /></div><div>But, these 2 babies have stolen my heart over & over & over again. There are few, if any, people that I would rather spend my day with than Jack. He's so funny, so sweet, Mr. Cuddly, & so full of joy. He tells me he loves me a zillion times a day (who wouldn't want to be around that??) & at 4 1/2 he has officially passed through infancy & toddlerhood & into the world of being a little boy. He loves to wrestle with John & his friend Grayson. He loves to play Star Wars (today he was Luke Sky Walker, I was Leia & Annie was "a BAD Storm Trooper") & he loves nothing more than to run around a playground.</div><div><br /></div><div>Annie is still Miss Touchy. She loves her Mama more than anyone else, but Jack makes her laugh the easiest. Since the day she was born she hasn't liked other people to hold her & she isn't shy about making her feelings known. But, she also has the best smile in the world. She lights up a room. She's started playing peek-a-boo & giggles & giggles. Her favorite times are mealtimes, bath time & when she's only wearing a diaper. She's our roly-poly sweet girl. I love that I get to spend every day with her.</div><div><br /></div><div>Having children has been the best thing I've ever done in my life. Cumulatively, I've had over a year of sleepless nights, 2 bouts with reflux, seizures, hip dysplasia & all around general crankiness for months from both of my babies; but I really wouldn't change any of it. My children have made me a better person. They have forced me to think of someone other than myself. I would do anything for them. </div><div><br /></div><div>Today I sat in our rocking chair, rocking Annie who was feeling bad & battling a bad cold & Jack snuggled up next to me to rock too. I wanted to freeze that moment- snuggling with both of my sweet babies, their heads on my shoulder, just rocking & rocking. </div><div><br /></div><div>I know these moments are fleeting. Jack has shown me that they stay little such a short time. I feel like I blinked & he become a boy. I'll blink again & he'll be a teenager & then a man. Same with Annie. So, I savor these moments I have with them. I savor the crying- even when it drives me batty. I savor the sleeplessness for I know that one day, much, much too soon my house will be quiet again & I'll wonder where my babies went. </div><div><br /></div>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-26632315528765867832009-11-20T11:03:00.002-06:002009-11-20T11:05:09.894-06:00Father & Daughter<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidKUXi_hIQoKoss6ZxIPhZxmCOGjLaobCRjQBV54_oklAWF1USsSUiXKSTcUvJKwPEnithd5FRlAqCsQFP2O83Qgz2qLZKcfODr9q1dkSjSc7YunMycbhyphenhyphenWczIWpFy3-Cr-sOR-w/s1600/IMG_2194.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidKUXi_hIQoKoss6ZxIPhZxmCOGjLaobCRjQBV54_oklAWF1USsSUiXKSTcUvJKwPEnithd5FRlAqCsQFP2O83Qgz2qLZKcfODr9q1dkSjSc7YunMycbhyphenhyphenWczIWpFy3-Cr-sOR-w/s400/IMG_2194.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406232954353830770" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghVR2tRUOWV6mOgD9pBkOSVTaGIhqZbq7jY-Bhq0TqoGcy6pIDaU69VbVeMpxw8VASMXEJaNeoWICp2Btj7PniYzVSe9GLj7i-ySE3jHqBd7aphOC-lmEVHC3xIOIFnpiTLu1yNQ/s1600/IMG_2193.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghVR2tRUOWV6mOgD9pBkOSVTaGIhqZbq7jY-Bhq0TqoGcy6pIDaU69VbVeMpxw8VASMXEJaNeoWICp2Btj7PniYzVSe9GLj7i-ySE3jHqBd7aphOC-lmEVHC3xIOIFnpiTLu1yNQ/s400/IMG_2193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406232947076149490" /></a>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-28659685440434255312009-11-08T19:56:00.002-06:002009-11-08T19:57:32.931-06:00Looks like trouble...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-psYHo3CIRDjQf5keNGaskFKJmppqM2lY9LtK5YU4efnFip3CQ3SmD_r8n2e1D_ieOJnFeFpEQv1pby3WVw_-xfgVccPZwQatrBYaI0nBfxG0sKreHkbiS0MBd5nEISaWubSXcg/s1600-h/IMG_2132.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-psYHo3CIRDjQf5keNGaskFKJmppqM2lY9LtK5YU4efnFip3CQ3SmD_r8n2e1D_ieOJnFeFpEQv1pby3WVw_-xfgVccPZwQatrBYaI0nBfxG0sKreHkbiS0MBd5nEISaWubSXcg/s400/IMG_2132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401917097614689858" /></a>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-53421877850098275552009-11-03T22:01:00.004-06:002009-11-03T22:08:05.175-06:00Happy Halloween!<div>I forgot my camera on Halloween, so these pics are courteousy of my friend Emily. <br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPYrcmZUV789P2F3Fw-fvI3Mbgh6dUUaNupuwRnSKhFxjJ_141bG6_W2Q5f4XFzC9HLmkMjovE-aCUTSKT7tE6GvfQu96M8cBA7vmQy8oKFkLOoOtEl7FquKmqke9QLRZZWO6k3Q/s1600-h/701584756_EGRFZ-S.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPYrcmZUV789P2F3Fw-fvI3Mbgh6dUUaNupuwRnSKhFxjJ_141bG6_W2Q5f4XFzC9HLmkMjovE-aCUTSKT7tE6GvfQu96M8cBA7vmQy8oKFkLOoOtEl7FquKmqke9QLRZZWO6k3Q/s320/701584756_EGRFZ-S.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400094234102899074" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The family.</div><div style="text-align: center;">(A side note- John has a Batman mask on his head, not a new, weird haircut.)</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtBdMnzADkmDHTVGFkh6BzBNWnrhPI-Lzy_RiNpOVSsOHjPv6e1CmeBUIEJEot2xe3sq1l0AGOnmIrHiUYsrW7CjNfEdPvs6UR3YEJ6BrHjRobmkT5FD-AqM1mAWYf2JFqnGEedw/s1600-h/701579015_ACkyn-M.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtBdMnzADkmDHTVGFkh6BzBNWnrhPI-Lzy_RiNpOVSsOHjPv6e1CmeBUIEJEot2xe3sq1l0AGOnmIrHiUYsrW7CjNfEdPvs6UR3YEJ6BrHjRobmkT5FD-AqM1mAWYf2JFqnGEedw/s320/701579015_ACkyn-M.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400094234742217698" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Jack & Ava Belle</div></div><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></div>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-19964030260735138652009-10-28T09:30:00.004-05:002009-10-28T09:43:38.381-05:0010 months old!<div>It's been a while. There are many reasons for that. Most of them involving a never-ending cranky baby that I've been holding & bouncing & loving on most hours of the day. Below are some unusually happy moments. I love these pics!</div><div><br /></div><div>Miss Annie is 10 months old now. As you can see, she's graduated into hair accessories! At 10 months she is crawling, very, very slowly, but still crawling! She tries to pull-up on things (like daddy's files in the photo below. What I didn't capture was the box toppling over on top of her shortly after this pic was taken & her dissolving into instant tears!)</div><div><br /></div><div>She's working on her top two teeth & currently battling a never-ending cold. She eats almost whatever we put in front of her as long as it's not fruit & has only recently developed a liking for actual baby food. </div><div><br /></div><div>She's still a terrible night-time sleeper, but takes great naps now & for that I am very thankful. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3bmP1_t2H0f4I5Mey3tUyMMlSTfLPDb4JXQGSf74jImSDbWCXttee22rcfe9YX6Hu_SciVUwVijBVXKfW76_fsSlLoH6FvZGAtslvn5xKHBreUmipS6OS3iAvgrrLPyl2JTDP1Q/s1600-h/IMG_1995.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3bmP1_t2H0f4I5Mey3tUyMMlSTfLPDb4JXQGSf74jImSDbWCXttee22rcfe9YX6Hu_SciVUwVijBVXKfW76_fsSlLoH6FvZGAtslvn5xKHBreUmipS6OS3iAvgrrLPyl2JTDP1Q/s320/IMG_1995.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397658838087122594" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLrcWBX2v0HjW38E2aUA6-qmc_bKIUrcMOdm07SZOHGzZd_yg56XIZV6qWLUVCv-i7ObqeTRhC9VuuVGsk_dnF33IdS26cD8mcRiKiaC2uo0j9WJWZcjfL82fnOcVso2xObhnu7g/s1600-h/IMG_1989.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLrcWBX2v0HjW38E2aUA6-qmc_bKIUrcMOdm07SZOHGzZd_yg56XIZV6qWLUVCv-i7ObqeTRhC9VuuVGsk_dnF33IdS26cD8mcRiKiaC2uo0j9WJWZcjfL82fnOcVso2xObhnu7g/s320/IMG_1989.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397658827575192306" /></a>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-39558019579126177472009-09-12T23:30:00.001-05:002009-09-12T23:32:05.060-05:00I've had lots of great blog entries floating in my head these past few months, but they never seem to actually make it to my blog. So, I've been relying on photos of my kiddos to fill the space until my wit & time return. Hope you've been enjoying them. They are just as delightful (& way louder) in real life.Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-15035999094973245912009-09-02T19:33:00.005-05:002009-09-02T19:37:03.008-05:00First Day of School<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi8xI0XpSFnBSB7zbzeoT-ZShBrf7rPcI6FTC8OqW9vKhXXeVMz0VdDJa6-PHgeOa2XdVC4iquvR-ufYwFB_3CJMQvBIN-fl5ufrtM3ed4w526-Vpc0fbTFQdyIZ7-qSY5kK4RBA/s1600-h/IMG_1594.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi8xI0XpSFnBSB7zbzeoT-ZShBrf7rPcI6FTC8OqW9vKhXXeVMz0VdDJa6-PHgeOa2XdVC4iquvR-ufYwFB_3CJMQvBIN-fl5ufrtM3ed4w526-Vpc0fbTFQdyIZ7-qSY5kK4RBA/s320/IMG_1594.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377033286092803010" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Jack started JK this year. I can't believe how big this kid is. </div><div style="text-align: center;">He loves school so much. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDnyBxtFDtFhiGekckWgwLrloJ57qRK_hf5ZtAOvJT24OZzbEAp64B0WiH-7bty-vlEiBUdr9Vdys3S8wElqUBSH0yprJLgCl8I3iqw-DXgvW5b9ake_iTb6IK3dKPKtVQueQd5g/s1600-h/IMG_1595.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDnyBxtFDtFhiGekckWgwLrloJ57qRK_hf5ZtAOvJT24OZzbEAp64B0WiH-7bty-vlEiBUdr9Vdys3S8wElqUBSH0yprJLgCl8I3iqw-DXgvW5b9ake_iTb6IK3dKPKtVQueQd5g/s320/IMG_1595.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377033275042802898" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Jack & his best buddy Grayson are in the same class. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I think they might cause some trouble together.</div>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-36237974343226726452009-09-02T19:31:00.003-05:002009-09-02T19:33:06.080-05:00Another Favorite Meal<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs21g3gQ_4uAysftkuaWc84owOl73U_6SzA1DsPy9CMjonTJemZEGFafmsiS9YbpjkzcjjfIRhiEoZnVbfUrxk-pm0hNAyxnL2RPaGN6dXhtRcVpVxnMnFpNhDS6dChIGHWE2QLg/s1600-h/IMG_1616.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs21g3gQ_4uAysftkuaWc84owOl73U_6SzA1DsPy9CMjonTJemZEGFafmsiS9YbpjkzcjjfIRhiEoZnVbfUrxk-pm0hNAyxnL2RPaGN6dXhtRcVpVxnMnFpNhDS6dChIGHWE2QLg/s320/IMG_1616.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377032643409090754" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlVap00RjFXzM-evqKcNdk5GVsLTshD6w5R4InjhMetqcPUQzIc0txdHrjDft_krUs6hvuSpULavM1zCpZMdnnplvWff4BDZhTa3nutNrK42PDaRE1PiLdO55vN5Ik1ZBWgXIn2Q/s1600-h/IMG_1619.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlVap00RjFXzM-evqKcNdk5GVsLTshD6w5R4InjhMetqcPUQzIc0txdHrjDft_krUs6hvuSpULavM1zCpZMdnnplvWff4BDZhTa3nutNrK42PDaRE1PiLdO55vN5Ik1ZBWgXIn2Q/s320/IMG_1619.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377032631367126226" /></a>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-58309826761827416002009-08-13T19:39:00.002-05:002009-08-13T19:41:11.314-05:00Apples!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaZ9-7o__eU8h_Q6qcKoBAYp-Z2RSu5D2jrhlMtyhIEBWzMFQXrW_QdNeMIUzXi5K0mtatPpWJypHvBNQuhfY9xOhpvQKD_JsHL_pW3EPwRBjwM8dEAX5v7DrhmEe2BTLNzAkA7w/s1600-h/IMG_1527.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaZ9-7o__eU8h_Q6qcKoBAYp-Z2RSu5D2jrhlMtyhIEBWzMFQXrW_QdNeMIUzXi5K0mtatPpWJypHvBNQuhfY9xOhpvQKD_JsHL_pW3EPwRBjwM8dEAX5v7DrhmEe2BTLNzAkA7w/s320/IMG_1527.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369613042213620850" /></a><br />Annie loves, loves, loves apples.Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-27634699617708159842009-08-04T21:57:00.002-05:002009-08-04T21:59:25.720-05:00Go Cardinals!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRWBGtA7GfY9sGDhZfNaOVbvUqsDw9twAbkJNb_Ekrb-E7fMGMi7dQAKx2nuKOEzSWdBNQXrLiVSGO5vIPCJTizvPkUZi5XNpacgFr6_NJ2b_XaswOOL2VN1z7NNcPwziT1rLH9w/s1600-h/IMG_1521.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRWBGtA7GfY9sGDhZfNaOVbvUqsDw9twAbkJNb_Ekrb-E7fMGMi7dQAKx2nuKOEzSWdBNQXrLiVSGO5vIPCJTizvPkUZi5XNpacgFr6_NJ2b_XaswOOL2VN1z7NNcPwziT1rLH9w/s320/IMG_1521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366308919376062802" /></a>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-26899722095610574482009-08-04T21:49:00.003-05:002009-08-04T21:55:45.569-05:00Bowling!<div style="text-align: left;">We all went bowling the other evening & had a blast. Jack was surprisingly good, although I guess the bumpers didn't hurt! He loved the shoes. When he put them on he started dancing & said they were tap-tap shoes. Even Annie had a great time hanging out.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDJfsJMkAIYO-3QQg4PrsQGvUcDzDFw8xca5q53HjNsIdU6IZ43N1rMG7j3gVM1brvsUJUtBRP4501OxMaoXZMB0jUeZsAcK8HqXu1ZCdqC-uLh40OTWgP5vAzx16coUtXe1HMIQ/s1600-h/IMG_1486.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDJfsJMkAIYO-3QQg4PrsQGvUcDzDFw8xca5q53HjNsIdU6IZ43N1rMG7j3gVM1brvsUJUtBRP4501OxMaoXZMB0jUeZsAcK8HqXu1ZCdqC-uLh40OTWgP5vAzx16coUtXe1HMIQ/s320/IMG_1486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366307412716073314" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiUHr-YXaBjc1-Q8lL5lwFGwhDxGZxwP3ZKXj-29Ink6kOW-FPBlODAnyCJiN83iYoeHPsXAgoC8EPxUlk71NdEpYeXzjNDzoOc4DG3lL8VWPxG0ddbX9DnhHUMruMNzob8FgDqA/s1600-h/IMG_1487.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiUHr-YXaBjc1-Q8lL5lwFGwhDxGZxwP3ZKXj-29Ink6kOW-FPBlODAnyCJiN83iYoeHPsXAgoC8EPxUlk71NdEpYeXzjNDzoOc4DG3lL8VWPxG0ddbX9DnhHUMruMNzob8FgDqA/s320/IMG_1487.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366307403752872978" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtBvkWv2fUwJ7cJfPZczGnwngBA_rd3_HkCsf7EM6iNgfv5znWH7yXc3dYaXrkZtPMNwFfQgRZTKCZpHrzxAE_Jyq8rTLstmqnPsxbGvvR9dUVbbTHZ1dYvSUL81pf414TrMMwLQ/s1600-h/IMG_1499.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtBvkWv2fUwJ7cJfPZczGnwngBA_rd3_HkCsf7EM6iNgfv5znWH7yXc3dYaXrkZtPMNwFfQgRZTKCZpHrzxAE_Jyq8rTLstmqnPsxbGvvR9dUVbbTHZ1dYvSUL81pf414TrMMwLQ/s320/IMG_1499.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366307391534567698" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQg6RnMCXZ0jEviiij3hfee6zFB9hmejf8Ti0QzBT2FboDnq-hbYxHJMXgg-3iF6_DtJmdx1JsSnhckVWaGOsgf1vwdsMSHQ8RyUyP7h4LXl-eGhRGsFjAipQgf4FvHmg5VNwzfA/s1600-h/IMG_1506.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQg6RnMCXZ0jEviiij3hfee6zFB9hmejf8Ti0QzBT2FboDnq-hbYxHJMXgg-3iF6_DtJmdx1JsSnhckVWaGOsgf1vwdsMSHQ8RyUyP7h4LXl-eGhRGsFjAipQgf4FvHmg5VNwzfA/s320/IMG_1506.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366307388450942194" /></a>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-32858606406579474052009-08-04T21:46:00.003-05:002009-08-04T21:49:01.888-05:00Photo Shoot!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGy3LgJNMzl7DuFSetiPPujEFDbil_pbVXYpLmXRXKqZWaSThRHowjK968b-7tVSGPuhEAp5ZKLj8KxAf9sw-UGSFC18xjO-Eoha_oa3fwHe5VLGaEklTfJDq4BS8hn4bG_aly_A/s1600-h/IMG_1456.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGy3LgJNMzl7DuFSetiPPujEFDbil_pbVXYpLmXRXKqZWaSThRHowjK968b-7tVSGPuhEAp5ZKLj8KxAf9sw-UGSFC18xjO-Eoha_oa3fwHe5VLGaEklTfJDq4BS8hn4bG_aly_A/s320/IMG_1456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366306125610049330" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaMPyqtitLDVPZg3JaG2fptk15mi5vRmenbT_MDXWYB9zNvl5t817i0tB3aD32zDg5M6ToUImEnbz7d_xLkGd6jx0iWdQOx3BC1V6TCO5KSZS6NI2Ru7iGzYam-LXxrudXw4MYUw/s1600-h/IMG_1458.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaMPyqtitLDVPZg3JaG2fptk15mi5vRmenbT_MDXWYB9zNvl5t817i0tB3aD32zDg5M6ToUImEnbz7d_xLkGd6jx0iWdQOx3BC1V6TCO5KSZS6NI2Ru7iGzYam-LXxrudXw4MYUw/s320/IMG_1458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366306119421359698" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWyZaaS6_a_ZqEqLsq9cNMg_lhzORkBgwwXqd5txer5JlSYOrtFlDdT3PKv8ax2KcoF1ZNjsoY1Jg3yXdOb4ky23WFqOCynZSuIiQZJy2BX13cw9OBFIZph2Ysdmso8IvBRzkbZg/s1600-h/IMG_1465.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWyZaaS6_a_ZqEqLsq9cNMg_lhzORkBgwwXqd5txer5JlSYOrtFlDdT3PKv8ax2KcoF1ZNjsoY1Jg3yXdOb4ky23WFqOCynZSuIiQZJy2BX13cw9OBFIZph2Ysdmso8IvBRzkbZg/s320/IMG_1465.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366306111515777378" /></a>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-91519799702725534582009-08-04T21:41:00.004-05:002009-08-04T21:43:18.818-05:00One Last Birthday Pic<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Jack's favorite birthday present from the Maynor family. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Our house is so small that he has to walk sideways.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I love this picture so much.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLPz0zpLGyOVZ7QuB3xk80pdI9MHXbcFnnoNgG_RnwbpX7K7-WjRiUPNTHrQbAvB0CVYpCoo8mwd-TLaEzBlSsLZs87yWxLFIPoeFIFkHEvWR4VbU1szRkemCLj6-xV6aE7LdJjw/s1600-h/IMG_1470.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLPz0zpLGyOVZ7QuB3xk80pdI9MHXbcFnnoNgG_RnwbpX7K7-WjRiUPNTHrQbAvB0CVYpCoo8mwd-TLaEzBlSsLZs87yWxLFIPoeFIFkHEvWR4VbU1szRkemCLj6-xV6aE7LdJjw/s320/IMG_1470.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366304481439782050" /></a>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-403933317844536992009-08-04T21:31:00.003-05:002009-08-04T21:37:58.884-05:00Birthday Season in Pictures<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br />July is birthday season at our house. Poor Annie is the odd-baby out. She doesn't get to share her birthday with us, just with Jesus...<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Jack's 1st birthday party on his actual birthday. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Don't look too close. </div><div style="text-align: center;">You might get blinded by the terribly ugly cake I baked.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpvIxmCqpxMk1gP6dHclc6j-CsOd5E96QiWmO5xDPyg8fSWIpkHbtKI1-jSBb8dzwOuj1mXd8l5FwXiqGlSgtnDTRhTV0fOTf3iVDJ2nQKwKmjWHwb_9mijcdBKV-smfvT9ZKO5Q/s1600-h/IMG_1287.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpvIxmCqpxMk1gP6dHclc6j-CsOd5E96QiWmO5xDPyg8fSWIpkHbtKI1-jSBb8dzwOuj1mXd8l5FwXiqGlSgtnDTRhTV0fOTf3iVDJ2nQKwKmjWHwb_9mijcdBKV-smfvT9ZKO5Q/s320/IMG_1287.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366302239114574994" /></a><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;">Very excited by the Batmobile we gave him. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Can you tell the kid loves superheroes?</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMuGlpvqdlROX3XJS_H6595so3hr26ikhAJsXf72kjGmuUabjnoTSE4N-xiESL6Qhc0ho_Pzz1rRxdgfDHQAuZYQh5BQoYCM8HwW7rlB8o_RP2K2jS1n0Ywb9Mkv3kP7SV6Vo3Hw/s1600-h/IMG_1297.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMuGlpvqdlROX3XJS_H6595so3hr26ikhAJsXf72kjGmuUabjnoTSE4N-xiESL6Qhc0ho_Pzz1rRxdgfDHQAuZYQh5BQoYCM8HwW7rlB8o_RP2K2jS1n0Ywb9Mkv3kP7SV6Vo3Hw/s320/IMG_1297.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366302229656728674" /></a><br /><div><br /></div></div>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34071872.post-21775632326172522182009-08-04T21:18:00.006-05:002009-08-04T21:31:17.156-05:00<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My friend Emily greeted me on the morning of my birthday with 11 tasty dounuts. Yum.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlGiYwu5iKqA5_AcJoAdLH-woX9wzwB1WZhS5pBmVKYv8GRC6zTs2FYv5qaI2nIF5FkrLDHYrAsC7qCO72VPgTJ9LDmSfwt6YPGn7qb-qT_WIwMmHScw8OwIE44zI6NSxebgU9RA/s1600-h/IMG_1322.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlGiYwu5iKqA5_AcJoAdLH-woX9wzwB1WZhS5pBmVKYv8GRC6zTs2FYv5qaI2nIF5FkrLDHYrAsC7qCO72VPgTJ9LDmSfwt6YPGn7qb-qT_WIwMmHScw8OwIE44zI6NSxebgU9RA/s320/IMG_1322.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366299279593024578" /></a><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy 33rd to John! I made him a yummy Oreo cake. It was gone in about 2 days.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4bETPmTJwWWn27i1L-O2jCBe8dgn72a7a1KLx9pVMcLpLC-6G9bqAubV_ppc4ePkTr5-Fxg2kTyCPK5pgE836NLIemSRdA-df7We_cxIC8sJTCvrKRIpLYeJsURjNIgpBuhl7_w/s1600-h/IMG_1362.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4bETPmTJwWWn27i1L-O2jCBe8dgn72a7a1KLx9pVMcLpLC-6G9bqAubV_ppc4ePkTr5-Fxg2kTyCPK5pgE836NLIemSRdA-df7We_cxIC8sJTCvrKRIpLYeJsURjNIgpBuhl7_w/s320/IMG_1362.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366299273677055682" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Jack's Birthday Party Cake</div></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisOXCodHFWs1Zf2QrDaDbzRiqOqTd6zz-Po8TvvuVEZB5O0CVnYK-A-r8kQsz1REwTAq0_1-XW1ge_FzCpgZ4ZxRhxdqnc5hQA1Xi7J1_0e-JNijGTzGVkiE_qWjsQQaYPTy7KPA/s1600-h/IMG_1407.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisOXCodHFWs1Zf2QrDaDbzRiqOqTd6zz-Po8TvvuVEZB5O0CVnYK-A-r8kQsz1REwTAq0_1-XW1ge_FzCpgZ4ZxRhxdqnc5hQA1Xi7J1_0e-JNijGTzGVkiE_qWjsQQaYPTy7KPA/s320/IMG_1407.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366299258912068002" /></a><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">My mom & I made all of the kids capes with their names on the back. </div><div style="text-align: center;">(Really, my MOM made the capes, I ironed on the letters...)</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyBJbjtP7mOPtRloKBSYrkk3kgAVOCgS8cRfhizi47y7oMy4rY48pvJxDeUz4ZOM3tyIwY2jApSziuVYrKAgPHrlttUeTc8VACovvy6tWnPJ82lnNRmkFToeahWRZ2zSmGK1Yqyg/s1600-h/IMG_1410.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyBJbjtP7mOPtRloKBSYrkk3kgAVOCgS8cRfhizi47y7oMy4rY48pvJxDeUz4ZOM3tyIwY2jApSziuVYrKAgPHrlttUeTc8VACovvy6tWnPJ82lnNRmkFToeahWRZ2zSmGK1Yqyg/s320/IMG_1410.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366299253458582306" /></a><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">At the end of the party we were treated to a concert by a swim-suit clad bunch.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLTOwuKgDPaTY-j5XxK82RQrKKT54K7x7M0Mf5ZBEG1q0bViMfc_02HZCQWAbCdWSXdcAS9aL1b-4cNaHsBV7aQac_Nena0zVWukAp0AZfz3R9x_VHCEtn7i95bZJmSRcVb8bt4Q/s1600-h/IMG_1449.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLTOwuKgDPaTY-j5XxK82RQrKKT54K7x7M0Mf5ZBEG1q0bViMfc_02HZCQWAbCdWSXdcAS9aL1b-4cNaHsBV7aQac_Nena0zVWukAp0AZfz3R9x_VHCEtn7i95bZJmSRcVb8bt4Q/s320/IMG_1449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366299240951304802" /></a><br /><br /></div>Andihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14034781441983818015noreply@blogger.com0