tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332486352024-03-07T12:05:54.619-07:00Into The Woods .....Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18297169839659101194noreply@blogger.comBlogger135125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-40683414030443737702011-04-25T14:05:00.003-07:002011-04-25T14:09:36.425-07:00AdoptionOk, I know I haven't updated my blog in what, a year? And this doesn't really give you much information about our family.<br /><br />But - we have these amazing friends who are looking to adopt again. They are fabulous parents and wonderful people and honestly I can't say enough good things about both of them. I know that it took a lot of courage for Eli's birth mother to give him up. Doing so gave his mom a chance to work some things out in her life and now she is happily married with a child, my awesome friends got a chance to be parents, and Eli got the happy home that he is in. We have had other family members and friends adopt with similar blessings for all involved. So I am promoting adoption and if you are looking or know someone that is, I can't think of a better home.Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18297169839659101194noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-41635541811073544372010-04-20T00:20:00.003-07:002010-04-20T00:24:25.843-07:00ORDERS!For those who may understand this, . . . we FINALLY got our orders today.<br /><br />We've known what they would be for 4 1/2 months, and we are moving in 2 weeks. But receiving the orders means that yes we can move instead of just hoping.Aaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03805731676362970118noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-24177969181798278742010-03-31T14:21:00.007-07:002010-03-31T14:41:26.697-07:00Something's Wrong With My EarsWoodine helped the kids make some Easter Bunny Ears and even helped attach a tail on MaryP.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieO2gh5IS8c7eDklvJSAYJoh6iYdg0AnT8k6jb9zFjc6D79lCps4oCQskrzhfNXNr8W9fHCZbe9xDX1f3GhIthDk-NNPCDdwSM6e23c6WUhpPolD59Sx09l8bhxvCcIEIX9JdnJw/s1600/Easter+228.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieO2gh5IS8c7eDklvJSAYJoh6iYdg0AnT8k6jb9zFjc6D79lCps4oCQskrzhfNXNr8W9fHCZbe9xDX1f3GhIthDk-NNPCDdwSM6e23c6WUhpPolD59Sx09l8bhxvCcIEIX9JdnJw/s400/Easter+228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454914333248943266" border="0" /></a><br />Woodine: MaryP, would you like to make some Easter Bunny Ears?<br /><br />MaryP: Can we take off these ones? (pointing to her real ears)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS54h-VpgsmI-QuQKYWutMSFuct9sn0MQib01QLLr4kXVdP2FIZm9cBbVN7KuEfpcADfB4kJ50qgio1bRWQkTApSMoKUSGrn8M-3hX1XLJ0Yk3k83U7SKDOEdgjaWmWLtHfMMI3A/s1600/Easter+226.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS54h-VpgsmI-QuQKYWutMSFuct9sn0MQib01QLLr4kXVdP2FIZm9cBbVN7KuEfpcADfB4kJ50qgio1bRWQkTApSMoKUSGrn8M-3hX1XLJ0Yk3k83U7SKDOEdgjaWmWLtHfMMI3A/s400/Easter+226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454914440178513010" border="0" /></a>Aaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03805731676362970118noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-19861337226619833992010-03-17T13:11:00.013-07:002010-03-17T19:47:50.098-07:00I ♥ WashingtonYesterday Woodine and I picked up a second child carrier backpack. On our way home we saw The Rainbow. I'm not saying we saw a rainbow. It was "The Rainbow". Probably straight from Genesis, or the Muppets, or Ireland. It was so bright. And unlike any other rainbow I have ever seen, it was in front of trees about 100 yards away. I have never seen a rainbow that shone in the foreground of the landscape view, but this one did and it was spectacular.<br /><br />I have the day off, so this morning we went on a nearby hike. It's about 10-15 minutes away from our house and has a trail with 4 different loops and some elevation change as well as great views across the Hood Canal (the nearest fjord in our area). As it seems like always happens, our camera was out of juice. But we managed to take 3 pictures. It was low tide and we were able to go down to the shore and toss rocks into the water, look at oysters and barnacles find little sand crabs and enjoy the view. This was Atom's first hike and he enjoyed it in his own abnormally quiet way. He fell asleep on the way back to the car.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii36n5_Uw-5EyDc40mzCKxLFjJQr3BM8Ll1kz6H1m0V8uvx5qPq3asKR3GaXqzT2RqyBgIiBuABe-QKEUhyurQL7s4pLIJ4LTKvEas-c3PLOVcDOETMx5Nv_W3ce5EyzC1ImYxnw/s1600-h/IMG_2629.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii36n5_Uw-5EyDc40mzCKxLFjJQr3BM8Ll1kz6H1m0V8uvx5qPq3asKR3GaXqzT2RqyBgIiBuABe-QKEUhyurQL7s4pLIJ4LTKvEas-c3PLOVcDOETMx5Nv_W3ce5EyzC1ImYxnw/s400/IMG_2629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449729271030635826" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8QuTGC-4haieTXgADzor6G20-teEItmktNX5A433iZJUmwJaV_hR2vYvOOZmMiwkKXdDR_ZyneMiv0P81KyihHICSZOgSOUCawDAAS48PJ42KFU2dsAUwgaCiZftUypR5W0FJWg/s1600-h/IMG_2627.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8QuTGC-4haieTXgADzor6G20-teEItmktNX5A433iZJUmwJaV_hR2vYvOOZmMiwkKXdDR_ZyneMiv0P81KyihHICSZOgSOUCawDAAS48PJ42KFU2dsAUwgaCiZftUypR5W0FJWg/s400/IMG_2627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449729121440171986" border="0" /></a><br />It was so muddy! MaryP ran around and got some mud on her shoes, but Woodine's and my shoe were caked. At first we tried to avoid the mud, but by the end we just tromped through it. MaryP got to feel how soft the moss ubiquitous in this area is with her little hands, I held a little crab in my hand for her.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5vJF8_w_Jj_ICFtQOQzq2ugHH2O0Us2Ycf0ceUADMvJIYnfnlIM_Yog6jk5Jx_XLvgXFNY8e44exATOm5oogN842Sx9FQp5IKuWq_wYMOJXbRWpG0reeAEQnlOIOPMGVpUm5OLg/s1600-h/Silverdale.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5vJF8_w_Jj_ICFtQOQzq2ugHH2O0Us2Ycf0ceUADMvJIYnfnlIM_Yog6jk5Jx_XLvgXFNY8e44exATOm5oogN842Sx9FQp5IKuWq_wYMOJXbRWpG0reeAEQnlOIOPMGVpUm5OLg/s400/Silverdale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449729461497710178" border="0" /></a><br />Woodine and I are REALLY going to miss this area. We keep on saying that to each other. WE will miss the many wonderful people we have been lucky enough to rub shoulders with and to call friends. That is always the hardest part about moving. The people. We will also miss the views. I cannot think of a place that combines the beauties of nature better. Green forests, blue water, misty snow-capped mountains and bald eagles soaring overhead; this is a description of . . . my drive to work. I will sorely miss the scenery here. Now Amphibians and other creatures of the Arizona desert, do not mistake us, we<span style="font-style: italic;"> <span style="font-weight: bold;">are very</span></span> excited to be close to ya'll, but probably not for the scenery.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO3QnnlFuxDAtvoo8Qc6A_zs2EJAJZ-LiHtyIElSccuu7tIZ4ux5s5b5PDHbrYUSfPuWYPawNXZv0eKhXQWnbEqmxhvU85coO72xHmFiQBzywoG2qmdKA0cx701Z0DMvK3DEOeKA/s1600-h/Ranier.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO3QnnlFuxDAtvoo8Qc6A_zs2EJAJZ-LiHtyIElSccuu7tIZ4ux5s5b5PDHbrYUSfPuWYPawNXZv0eKhXQWnbEqmxhvU85coO72xHmFiQBzywoG2qmdKA0cx701Z0DMvK3DEOeKA/s400/Ranier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449729374023829698" border="0" /></a><br />And for some general humor, MaryP is a big fan of Disney's Sleeping Beauty. She often in<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr_adLWaeOCUiaDGR8EqWPog0HBuckEk-tg9oz6jSpt8f1Op3_2dTDZMOJU65kj21A2h_Bxe6XwRGgbMeACM5jvIZ6jz_AbdO5veOS3kdK-CmZYUzOo5niA9v0FvFkYgWKZEjcug/s1600-h/Maleficent.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr_adLWaeOCUiaDGR8EqWPog0HBuckEk-tg9oz6jSpt8f1Op3_2dTDZMOJU65kj21A2h_Bxe6XwRGgbMeACM5jvIZ6jz_AbdO5veOS3kdK-CmZYUzOo5niA9v0FvFkYgWKZEjcug/s200/Maleficent.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449730723957764114" border="0" /></a>sists we <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1EItt8e8rk0xJLNfxxtwxts2LRct8z5sK9DwsclzR_IDU5GY_60GoK8zYz8ZonoaUozpVRSTsuHiBwTZ1eVLy9ynzGt7J2ty9oC1TticDDRcy_GbXam3tFxM2mCe1Za0zfwwu1g/s1600-h/Aurora.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 120px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1EItt8e8rk0xJLNfxxtwxts2LRct8z5sK9DwsclzR_IDU5GY_60GoK8zYz8ZonoaUozpVRSTsuHiBwTZ1eVLy9ynzGt7J2ty9oC1TticDDRcy_GbXam3tFxM2mCe1Za0zfwwu1g/s200/Aurora.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449731005174877954" border="0" /></a>call her Princess Aurora. During breakfast she dubbed me Malificent, and Mom was the Handsome Prince. Then she came and sat on my lap and gave me a big hug and said, "I love you so much, Malificent!" She then explained that handsome princes were good at killing dragons and Princess Aurora is really good at falling asleep. She pricks her finger everyday. What a role model! Every parent's dream at bedtime.<br /><br />Here are some recent pictures of the family.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhCeK_yDDeXzbFvDwbP4T2lDo8fDdAPc83EBrnS20ITCgBqC501B6pebVZV29qkfWEbu3P_0g4a1IMwwY_aYI6QoXYNIdyvZFdiWZUBgQSUAzHBw0g3La4QMRpTl3mKAugXj_NVQ/s1600-h/IMG_2563.JPG"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhCeK_yDDeXzbFvDwbP4T2lDo8fDdAPc83EBrnS20ITCgBqC501B6pebVZV29qkfWEbu3P_0g4a1IMwwY_aYI6QoXYNIdyvZFdiWZUBgQSUAzHBw0g3La4QMRpTl3mKAugXj_NVQ/s200/IMG_2563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449731895975710274" border="0" /></a></div> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNi_3ia5tmBHIWbnLSoKQ0Wd7nDvhWkrFRaTUlrXlU9HJ5tLz2rn6If78VONXlpKLEB2YFYCrTS8aVO6wQIxBdBbtIjA7NXWo-_n0m-NGdwjQ8N0lxpIu9RSqbPQh8CArl6OEkTA/s1600-h/IMG_2570.JPG"><img style="float: left; 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She used to be so much better but gradually is refusing more and more foods - even foods we know she likes. We have tried different methods but are hitting a wall right now. I don't want this to become a worse habit than it already is. Suggestions? Please?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJPbYDstsY13S6FMsbtom2vN3FyPaFFpXdYswn3pEpN_q9znfogZDNDveSjtA6kOrUQRkB0gifzXTcOq6S58C9sq1wF-cZr9G-XQ9ktmrojY5FIvvjEwYk6841e1iZUcK1NV4SzQ/s1600-h/IMG_2548.JPG"><br /></a>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18297169839659101194noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-64318677100786287762009-12-20T21:58:00.010-07:002009-12-20T22:57:39.145-07:00Visions of Christmas (Cards) Future<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAjOpDzC0X0Gd7wjlRGkIE28zIHZrFTYlhAfo5IMHq8UmeXZC_gCm6sYP2OPQV9Jf6Gl7njf_uPpBdUrAmvGgcHernpxkGxD2MKizEKe19ijDe21fLU9cGAdjpylDnXKqe-rUKiA/s1600-h/Nov+-+Dec+2009+048.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAjOpDzC0X0Gd7wjlRGkIE28zIHZrFTYlhAfo5IMHq8UmeXZC_gCm6sYP2OPQV9Jf6Gl7njf_uPpBdUrAmvGgcHernpxkGxD2MKizEKe19ijDe21fLU9cGAdjpylDnXKqe-rUKiA/s400/Nov+-+Dec+2009+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417549975391704594" border="0" /></a>Well, this is not really what our card will look like, but more of what it could have been. Mainly bloopers. I hope you enjoy.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju0ob3JoRFO9dPJRMBBQ9TC6kJUy94aRD4_hyjXs0OEsIafrmlR6e8bCAhsiFGOcPwFXABdR824tfKf2sV8RNgXQ-geejdtxdSqYwUv3ceU6hHkzsLZJEQCnG0yO39EtzfPPPQ7w/s1600-h/Nov+-+Dec+2009+046.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju0ob3JoRFO9dPJRMBBQ9TC6kJUy94aRD4_hyjXs0OEsIafrmlR6e8bCAhsiFGOcPwFXABdR824tfKf2sV8RNgXQ-geejdtxdSqYwUv3ceU6hHkzsLZJEQCnG0yO39EtzfPPPQ7w/s400/Nov+-+Dec+2009+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417549813594598738" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Oooh Baby A, hold that pose!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTf7Xd3m5k7EjAP1wSdxOdB8Td2bxjVdrSPf69eRcO0dRP5YoT46mGnsKWBK-gSJjCL9RYtiNw2DudzZkgWCMCACB_mA54SpIJNdxAGOLOfS8pepN_mhZsKE28lDDIZlEw6U_nwg/s1600-h/IMG_2466.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTf7Xd3m5k7EjAP1wSdxOdB8Td2bxjVdrSPf69eRcO0dRP5YoT46mGnsKWBK-gSJjCL9RYtiNw2DudzZkgWCMCACB_mA54SpIJNdxAGOLOfS8pepN_mhZsKE28lDDIZlEw6U_nwg/s400/IMG_2466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417553118137472034" border="0" /></a>A couple of Christmas Elves.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Z4S0wlCmtPpmPeRsem-LSBr1YcElyUWLa6TlhA94i0Z6X-GgLsS6gCeFKDV_-nr7CSJKA1tr6s8_DnJK_qG8PAZPnHyC1dsrL-SiM6dlMj-g1B4UUBcVgEqRD5YCexdLg6Cc7A/s1600-h/IMG_2468.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Z4S0wlCmtPpmPeRsem-LSBr1YcElyUWLa6TlhA94i0Z6X-GgLsS6gCeFKDV_-nr7CSJKA1tr6s8_DnJK_qG8PAZPnHyC1dsrL-SiM6dlMj-g1B4UUBcVgEqRD5YCexdLg6Cc7A/s400/IMG_2468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417552647402448850" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcUCR8Hk4pWqVVPesXP_9ckJ37I3RsInFHZ1XCAmUmpcWvOA1b6jzo7zuoOrQXNP5xJksItHPmgP93alpMyPCPR2EBdCZhuHo-S7jL0O0FxG3STv_m-D5LtoMAl9Or3F68OgPCOA/s1600-h/Nov+-+Dec+2009+053.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcUCR8Hk4pWqVVPesXP_9ckJ37I3RsInFHZ1XCAmUmpcWvOA1b6jzo7zuoOrQXNP5xJksItHPmgP93alpMyPCPR2EBdCZhuHo-S7jL0O0FxG3STv_m-D5LtoMAl9Or3F68OgPCOA/s400/Nov+-+Dec+2009+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417554927815301074" border="0" /></a>MaryP: grr. . . Look . . . at the. . . camera. . . Baby A!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9f6u98KnMWdW2qEY6pzdR98_i-ZrozKknuLZBZRAWLx25NOCM3vh1Iub3AlpE2NO98_x218RCxAduswyzei-_7Ork1V-0LzqRMylZylDgifivXuxzVcp5oTCfrcx7agB20UBEkQ/s1600-h/Nov+-+Dec+2009+009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9f6u98KnMWdW2qEY6pzdR98_i-ZrozKknuLZBZRAWLx25NOCM3vh1Iub3AlpE2NO98_x218RCxAduswyzei-_7Ork1V-0LzqRMylZylDgifivXuxzVcp5oTCfrcx7agB20UBEkQ/s400/Nov+-+Dec+2009+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417549671630334178" border="0" /></a>Why are you looking at me that way?<br /></div><br />Baby A sure likes to talk to anyone willing to respond. And apparently I do too. :)<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwwtGs-TGGYLR-EaE587LFARcgf41ue5mlaXD74feSDu3FyWFOUhE0Sz2BYSIsNKpYnhXN6RxPrkDk' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18297169839659101194noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-12889560961083629582009-12-18T17:46:00.002-07:002009-12-19T14:33:47.424-07:00Arizona.A one word sentence. That's what Woodine and I have been saying to each other for the last couple of days. <br /><br />I will finish up my tour here in Washington in the Spring and we will be headed to Arizona for two years.<br /><br />Woodine and I were surprised at first. We thought we might be going somewhere else, but as we have thought about it more and more, we are very happy to be headed south. I look forward to living close to so many sisters and friends.<br /><br />I can look back in my life and see several times where the Lord has had something waiting for me while I had slightly different plans. So far His plans have turned out to be much better than how I would have done it. I expect this move may be that way as well.<br /><br />I will miss our many friends in this area, as well as the stunning scenery. I am glad I could have the time up here to visit with my Aunt Betty before she passed away, as well as the time we have had to get to know my Uncle Leo and both sets of Woodine's Grandparents. We love this area enough that we have considered settling here, but we both feel that for now it is time to move somewhere else.<br /><br />Wish us luck!Aaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03805731676362970118noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-47957938706657239742009-12-14T09:40:00.004-07:002009-12-14T10:28:46.364-07:00Taken care ofI've been sick the last few days and as you moms all know, you can't take sick leave*. But I had a sweet moment this morning where I was the one being taken care of.<br /><br />After getting MaryP her breakfast I sat down with my own bowl.<br /><br />MP: Where's <span style="font-style: italic;">your</span> cup Mommy?<br />Me: I don't have one yet, I'll get one in a minute.<br />MP: I will get a cup for you Mommy, I will get you one. (Climbs down and goes over to the dishwasher)<br />MP: Would you like a regular cup?<br />Me: Sure<br />MP: I will get you a regular cup. (Pulls out one) How about this one?<br />Me: That's great.<br />MP: Would you like some water?<br />Me: I'll get some in a minute.<br />MP: I'll get you some. I will scoot my chair. It's so loud! (<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">We recently had some people move in below us so we've been discussing how scooting the chair over the linoleum would be really loud downstairs.</span></span>)<br />MP: (Getting some water) Here's some water for you Mommy.<br />Me: Thank you MP<br />MP: You're welcome Mommy, you're welcome.<br /><br />I just thought that was so sweet. And yes, the conversation really went like that. MaryP has become very articulate and deliberate in how she speaks. It's really cute.<br /><br />*<span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" >For the record, Wood is good at taking care of me when he's around. He just hasn't been around much recently. </span>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18297169839659101194noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-47005349821141596842009-11-04T22:18:00.021-07:002009-11-04T22:45:05.197-07:00Catching UpWe've been delinquent in posting and so much has happened. Since time is of the essence right now I'm sticking primarily with pictures!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFXNDty_ZJzivIv3OkfPht2BqULUpKA4U2xKvgxbGYvtm0UV-AtQ-OSDissLa1fC-v-VvzJzE_skwxurkr7Gr4SUOx2Uy5vmJk6Xtmj5HNDtgKRkwDus6NWuKVHG70IgzIJKb6hw/s1600-h/Oct+2009+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFXNDty_ZJzivIv3OkfPht2BqULUpKA4U2xKvgxbGYvtm0UV-AtQ-OSDissLa1fC-v-VvzJzE_skwxurkr7Gr4SUOx2Uy5vmJk6Xtmj5HNDtgKRkwDus6NWuKVHG70IgzIJKb6hw/s400/Oct+2009+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400487418742110386" border="0" /></a>Grandmas are great! Thanks so much to my mother and MIL for the much appreciated help! It allowed me to get back on my feet much more quickly than I would have otherwise. It also preserved my sanity.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Gf_9JioTlsEodix7ksp96Hz1wqSKEIOZpzQ4CVdCwqA5vEBQuB8T5paz4hAhqjEKgFBVAi1LP8AgYQHuiB87iwLqyFVKBLi9T4sabXD-9ru6lX1UTyfOl0hJ8FBe8zoHuAqbhQ/s1600-h/Oct+2009+074.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Gf_9JioTlsEodix7ksp96Hz1wqSKEIOZpzQ4CVdCwqA5vEBQuB8T5paz4hAhqjEKgFBVAi1LP8AgYQHuiB87iwLqyFVKBLi9T4sabXD-9ru6lX1UTyfOl0hJ8FBe8zoHuAqbhQ/s400/Oct+2009+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400486873738652514" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYXEIeClfJAL0UNt3X7QNFzM2wvVcFDSy8wKB51bA5cpAHR_x5t8IX69kTSuYvDeVTgDRrhs9QzXpNneEad3QY0BfUQ9yK24_QtQyDEN4sk4ZnffPvDu93_vxJ4V7a0U9lM2Rj1g/s1600-h/Oct+2009+072.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYXEIeClfJAL0UNt3X7QNFzM2wvVcFDSy8wKB51bA5cpAHR_x5t8IX69kTSuYvDeVTgDRrhs9QzXpNneEad3QY0BfUQ9yK24_QtQyDEN4sk4ZnffPvDu93_vxJ4V7a0U9lM2Rj1g/s400/Oct+2009+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400486763139820018" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtHo2Fgv3Ar5dZ1WGdEkNQymJTuvrd3Ft5cO-mhnkvhKhhv66XjYIhV3Jaa_pn8XARzXm6735WI1BrMjYKklb-QKuVBISrG0vhDMLJ3H4_AKWjN00UPAcU3BKjZUmZghMNekZ2Eg/s1600-h/Oct+2009+012.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtHo2Fgv3Ar5dZ1WGdEkNQymJTuvrd3Ft5cO-mhnkvhKhhv66XjYIhV3Jaa_pn8XARzXm6735WI1BrMjYKklb-QKuVBISrG0vhDMLJ3H4_AKWjN00UPAcU3BKjZUmZghMNekZ2Eg/s400/Oct+2009+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400488793916869506" border="0" /></a>We've seen both sets of my grandparents but I only got pictures of one. I know I am grateful to have met and have memories of my great grandparents - I hope my children can say the same thing.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5XF7JAtAEDq01Q8PZphshZKi4BOee9UdgzQjNL4xL095flhJJW3ZabJWyv9xdrw_cmtxVYQoCONIMfUM6UcY96KpE9BaYZjXRRgfT7RPE8srWNYFOuhIODY8WdsOhBqal4z0GQA/s1600-h/Oct+2009+024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5XF7JAtAEDq01Q8PZphshZKi4BOee9UdgzQjNL4xL095flhJJW3ZabJWyv9xdrw_cmtxVYQoCONIMfUM6UcY96KpE9BaYZjXRRgfT7RPE8srWNYFOuhIODY8WdsOhBqal4z0GQA/s400/Oct+2009+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400486648642605426" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGrWMnwdnISHt7j9dfYE9t6rumlYAz_spL7bIel-FqnmS9eiCypv2hyphenhypheni2YQzTFchI7dydgKzUnCBYh42j9ZO6VZ4lhsWYOshWjpmlWKDUaJIArvZX3MmUjwulSUy005m2HU2MU2g/s1600-h/Oct+2009+051.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGrWMnwdnISHt7j9dfYE9t6rumlYAz_spL7bIel-FqnmS9eiCypv2hyphenhypheni2YQzTFchI7dydgKzUnCBYh42j9ZO6VZ4lhsWYOshWjpmlWKDUaJIArvZX3MmUjwulSUy005m2HU2MU2g/s400/Oct+2009+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400491087760396130" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNi-3tI8Vc1L6Eqz5bHngpp1DJDOUUQArX-mGXuT72miEyaARKJ5G8x4qfWlGjy441paNm_iY4u6LNcUlrRUA2YfHI0jTd8aSA_RzZAYHFQ6nOXggC7JZK0rHkEo3xkNAXavahYg/s1600-h/Oct+2009+050.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNi-3tI8Vc1L6Eqz5bHngpp1DJDOUUQArX-mGXuT72miEyaARKJ5G8x4qfWlGjy441paNm_iY4u6LNcUlrRUA2YfHI0jTd8aSA_RzZAYHFQ6nOXggC7JZK0rHkEo3xkNAXavahYg/s400/Oct+2009+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400491000810416530" border="0" /></a>BabyA is one month old now. Yikes! He is so much more alert and smiling at us from time to time. I have yet to capture his smile on camera but I LOVE it. We all do!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUkbeyJEu7DgY35dorY_9TuzrpgZAjweCWTwVlv0KLwg0ZXJ-duKwO56qlE5hPbkWrisQqPaIPt-Pj-VLqpFB4hg38bloXr69cv42KIF0PaJi-Nmma50hYMcpV7uqdBHPiS586rQ/s1600-h/Oct+2009+042.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUkbeyJEu7DgY35dorY_9TuzrpgZAjweCWTwVlv0KLwg0ZXJ-duKwO56qlE5hPbkWrisQqPaIPt-Pj-VLqpFB4hg38bloXr69cv42KIF0PaJi-Nmma50hYMcpV7uqdBHPiS586rQ/s400/Oct+2009+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400486511849172514" border="0" /></a>She is such a good little mommy to her baby dolls.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Tmn-2_h2tGsQ2i1VR1DxvW2YJuuvhQbxYPV8JU9oEGawRz2sKp-2M1M9YPhzG2Wo7QkUywCMU61C1jfWLxvl002vMfWQREapKvWeo7VOVgGp7pQhBSDJqAEDdXlxceUEuyLZxw/s1600-h/Oct+2009+045.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Tmn-2_h2tGsQ2i1VR1DxvW2YJuuvhQbxYPV8JU9oEGawRz2sKp-2M1M9YPhzG2Wo7QkUywCMU61C1jfWLxvl002vMfWQREapKvWeo7VOVgGp7pQhBSDJqAEDdXlxceUEuyLZxw/s400/Oct+2009+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400486439794732370" border="0" /></a>Impromptu cat costume - just for fun.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih7vDuCWj3z6yX8eD131A372vNl33Au77vhTi2jwZMPw5-CNK55g5G5RefKqiS9MEtzxZ7XUJ9CBV-GNKzRGTPiD1c5jMNbkAoiHwssbPXG8MWjg1WzkxwAXo7vyA6KDo-EfTO9w/s1600-h/Oct+2009+041.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih7vDuCWj3z6yX8eD131A372vNl33Au77vhTi2jwZMPw5-CNK55g5G5RefKqiS9MEtzxZ7XUJ9CBV-GNKzRGTPiD1c5jMNbkAoiHwssbPXG8MWjg1WzkxwAXo7vyA6KDo-EfTO9w/s400/Oct+2009+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400486368991323010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMRw03oWb8OQbybZTTZlC0SKl_AsgmxTLmuHAWB0jeh1v8wDmLvosNNetpHfjg07ORiCklXAnfsi_XFZLSIfKVTQPYE-4isRb3VS0vud04b3f_fmc6Uloyzj2qPGlO5aE_1gIzZQ/s1600-h/Oct+2009+054.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMRw03oWb8OQbybZTTZlC0SKl_AsgmxTLmuHAWB0jeh1v8wDmLvosNNetpHfjg07ORiCklXAnfsi_XFZLSIfKVTQPYE-4isRb3VS0vud04b3f_fmc6Uloyzj2qPGlO5aE_1gIzZQ/s400/Oct+2009+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400486279171392578" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZKL2vn9jmgIEYB_3UEUzGk6Y8sqg3HJnMVwycfTdRZxj13f5CWYA6SHMrc-1frcAOFUTzD1EdFvvJokrj9sE6Te4LPIfrzUyUbLGNg0R8mVI97Psbdib2n7AcIiCcqJX2kGk8zw/s1600-h/Oct+2009+058.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZKL2vn9jmgIEYB_3UEUzGk6Y8sqg3HJnMVwycfTdRZxj13f5CWYA6SHMrc-1frcAOFUTzD1EdFvvJokrj9sE6Te4LPIfrzUyUbLGNg0R8mVI97Psbdib2n7AcIiCcqJX2kGk8zw/s400/Oct+2009+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400486124503064786" border="0" /></a>Cinderella and Spiderman (UncleN) getting ready to go trick-or-treating.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbYq4eAT7fWh8gSGgtuFo8RIn_bI3BXQIA9SG-59u9kq-_CrXHmUHgKbLYiOkvut5tljmx7YfQhqWym2rJ3gMINVExkVL9NFM5wEpbDBAoMi6UAb30kPD-KAt0JGGjCRYUtR4zxw/s1600-h/Oct+2009+059.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbYq4eAT7fWh8gSGgtuFo8RIn_bI3BXQIA9SG-59u9kq-_CrXHmUHgKbLYiOkvut5tljmx7YfQhqWym2rJ3gMINVExkVL9NFM5wEpbDBAoMi6UAb30kPD-KAt0JGGjCRYUtR4zxw/s400/Oct+2009+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400485973353612818" border="0" /></a>I always loathed putting a coat over my own costume. But of course I made my daughter do the same - it was chilly!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM3n4oZZLgzwbIr7dy8vDysElUzDvLZQ1IzG7qsG6_k-HAIRIcF2m9AZpFqmoJsAr3CLh0pZZzfQ_KLJAr-jhSSZx0T3pR_UrDRHXrz3EfkFCndzie6jBmh9i4rfGQyBDrnOBXVA/s1600-h/Oct+2009+061.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM3n4oZZLgzwbIr7dy8vDysElUzDvLZQ1IzG7qsG6_k-HAIRIcF2m9AZpFqmoJsAr3CLh0pZZzfQ_KLJAr-jhSSZx0T3pR_UrDRHXrz3EfkFCndzie6jBmh9i4rfGQyBDrnOBXVA/s320/Oct+2009+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400485860252049858" border="0" /></a>Blessing day.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8N9FeJj7e5rUNYxPc80S37rNRl8180E1gWI3689FQh101Gdo1WiuCom_rbSZpca2wKArU6FxA4b3_seGGxneiPvNI_yA340Vsv4TaBTJYyAwxzO6BMIO_-5e3qBJQmmiboX5XdA/s1600-h/Oct+2009+065.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8N9FeJj7e5rUNYxPc80S37rNRl8180E1gWI3689FQh101Gdo1WiuCom_rbSZpca2wKArU6FxA4b3_seGGxneiPvNI_yA340Vsv4TaBTJYyAwxzO6BMIO_-5e3qBJQmmiboX5XdA/s320/Oct+2009+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400485749404314178" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjzfhdB8a2tdYZkJ1sN1_WHCO2zE8BPrWuWRu8TnU67HMYyov8eNOLaqHfL_8wTr_ZyZZCpDtFMkNe8Djv7JD2QWg34-ULoksK7m_5t9MOoKcRtw6XmJ1qJYOGY-Nc0VDbBlU7Cw/s1600-h/Oct+2009+067.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjzfhdB8a2tdYZkJ1sN1_WHCO2zE8BPrWuWRu8TnU67HMYyov8eNOLaqHfL_8wTr_ZyZZCpDtFMkNe8Djv7JD2QWg34-ULoksK7m_5t9MOoKcRtw6XmJ1qJYOGY-Nc0VDbBlU7Cw/s320/Oct+2009+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400485604654330594" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3_zFkV4JA_oEFxBJ57jlimqE-ANHfa1xagn1uzneM1e58nvwDImaoZ-pHNnnYJ0RackuyEdQj094PoIGdUWVEtNlkRBJ_k2s3hyrN4fJNkI5dwFAtPGFXGUZ7o9aT6aq9BJ89ug/s1600-h/Oct+2009+069.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3_zFkV4JA_oEFxBJ57jlimqE-ANHfa1xagn1uzneM1e58nvwDImaoZ-pHNnnYJ0RackuyEdQj094PoIGdUWVEtNlkRBJ_k2s3hyrN4fJNkI5dwFAtPGFXGUZ7o9aT6aq9BJ89ug/s320/Oct+2009+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400485470917490962" border="0" /></a>Brother and sister. (BabyA is actually very calm when MaryP is holding him and she sure loves her brother - it's a nice set-up).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWdm6PblwukL-cOQnjBM3JaVdZ-XjCcbvC2byDK6fu_tX-w2WLHmuoRhTyiMyddFIa9Q4O0bggG2yy9D3eH_DJtGi5Cxp8HHIZYHFBIErfBj_l_YzqKDnowP124Idh5w9lmgbb9g/s1600-h/Oct+2009+033.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 278px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWdm6PblwukL-cOQnjBM3JaVdZ-XjCcbvC2byDK6fu_tX-w2WLHmuoRhTyiMyddFIa9Q4O0bggG2yy9D3eH_DJtGi5Cxp8HHIZYHFBIErfBj_l_YzqKDnowP124Idh5w9lmgbb9g/s320/Oct+2009+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400485361731352162" border="0" /></a>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18297169839659101194noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-69617497273422642712009-10-31T15:22:00.005-07:002009-11-01T19:47:48.844-07:00Finished Product . . . I think<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLkDeA8SYkPcSMLo7PILrXe7s9WZCdC3fjt91InLn7ygG_-RnAsXmtqeeB1847IM24YYQs4cunQX320xmTSBGaitKA2_R3K-3ZoshHVM3uUkf-onYnu_OtFKHaD4jtvy9E0U0Udg/s1600-h/FAM+TREE+4.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 179px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLkDeA8SYkPcSMLo7PILrXe7s9WZCdC3fjt91InLn7ygG_-RnAsXmtqeeB1847IM24YYQs4cunQX320xmTSBGaitKA2_R3K-3ZoshHVM3uUkf-onYnu_OtFKHaD4jtvy9E0U0Udg/s400/FAM+TREE+4.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399332464898346674" border="0" /></a><br /><br />So I have talked to someone from each family and I think everything is right now. I put some green question marks on expected children. Please let me know of any mistakes, suggestions, or catchy phrases to add to the basic design.<br /><br />Thanks.<br /><br />Maybe at reunion we could have an activity where groups would have to fill in the tree with different things: eye color, blood type, hair color, favorite food, names, anything else that comes to mind.Aaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03805731676362970118noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-72009912131200488832009-10-29T23:12:00.008-07:002012-04-16T13:09:30.023-07:00Progress<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg840xTxPKVSP4cfKvJFI5sD3P8Ie2e3XU1mELBERoTau6lkwX1lFwtcJgs0hOw8pPX7fXVyPTl3xDmje_UI1DYjlCqbi_qomB80H6W8ZnwTslN1oCdkqXGU_3Ki_PeUnXI10bUuw/s1600/ATFP+logo.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 164px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg840xTxPKVSP4cfKvJFI5sD3P8Ie2e3XU1mELBERoTau6lkwX1lFwtcJgs0hOw8pPX7fXVyPTl3xDmje_UI1DYjlCqbi_qomB80H6W8ZnwTslN1oCdkqXGU_3Ki_PeUnXI10bUuw/s200/ATFP+logo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5732093208797938082" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_tDAZ7whqZfjfOZOjiTXXjOIVx1n1IlwevkP6M_AgV4LOQXS-cZ2xM_4aP7BrjLCXYHL42cCYwkLdoHtv1lizO57Khjd14nuhqY968JlvsOfXy-krAD5K3g2FVD7xltHG_-NR-A/s1600/Suicide.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 116px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_tDAZ7whqZfjfOZOjiTXXjOIVx1n1IlwevkP6M_AgV4LOQXS-cZ2xM_4aP7BrjLCXYHL42cCYwkLdoHtv1lizO57Khjd14nuhqY968JlvsOfXy-krAD5K3g2FVD7xltHG_-NR-A/s200/Suicide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608851685488098642" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmC8gEGpYaxCEr2CtQ9Yca5uW74q55bLLVGFY_JEOaEWal15Ru2w2ZNtEZLkqfqkyzE2bLcEDVD-5ctf3IoHSvqjZ-XCkhLjTpOhlGVv9kLo4RcJosXjsqzjbUD2Ng8gSm9267jw/s1600/Suicide+Hotline+Icon.jpg"><img src="file:///C:/Users/ahenrich/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-15.png" alt="" /><br /></a><br />I was talking with my wife (who is Biochemist by education) and we concluded that:<br /><br />1. the person in charge of Family Reunion<br />2. the person in charge of Reunion Shirts<br />3. the wife of person #2<br /><br />all like the DNA shirt the best. Therefore we will do idea number 3.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />OK OK OK. . . fine.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We'll do the family tree. I think that would be the best one anyway. I just love #3 so much. I'll miss it. Here is what I got done today.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDU2fLOSwz0aqcEOrNqHadKg9Rm1E2_IxKKozXXJBrR6HbJ_WiugS8NAyzZKucrCBkR-ca7G4AFvIfnrBh0N-HEu_5NLVREZpHbBpDij7ajBWZtOxRXef4tS-fChQcki7uQNaVoQ/s1600-h/FAM+TREE+3.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 189px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDU2fLOSwz0aqcEOrNqHadKg9Rm1E2_IxKKozXXJBrR6HbJ_WiugS8NAyzZKucrCBkR-ca7G4AFvIfnrBh0N-HEu_5NLVREZpHbBpDij7ajBWZtOxRXef4tS-fChQcki7uQNaVoQ/s400/FAM+TREE+3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398273151384484738" border="0" /></a>I still need to hammer out Uncle Squash Eater's posterity - I'll call him tomorrow. Also, I will have to see if I can get a better spacing for the families. Please, Please, if you have any witty slogans or things to say and do, let me know. Also, if you catch an error, let me know.<br /><br />I will include changes at a later date (ie. jr mint and boss's bun) when it is closer to reunion.Aaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03805731676362970118noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-35041613493487748722009-10-26T13:28:00.004-07:002009-10-26T13:45:43.550-07:00Question for InvisiblerabbitsYou sunk my reunion shirt!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyGBOo670Q-yNDG8AgQ94JWLyHTziuICdc4z0u0bOZ3MV2H7mdSrqdjiJEvCzFjuHwBfG6Ovip8gA5QjHr6fXNomAqZxynX5n7VdDZgdoRpSsxpru-dtHXRiA13gLbWWY7L9uq6g/s1600-h/battleship.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyGBOo670Q-yNDG8AgQ94JWLyHTziuICdc4z0u0bOZ3MV2H7mdSrqdjiJEvCzFjuHwBfG6Ovip8gA5QjHr6fXNomAqZxynX5n7VdDZgdoRpSsxpru-dtHXRiA13gLbWWY7L9uq6g/s400/battleship.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397010730034440050" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I know that the shirts are kind of a surprise each reunion. So would it be bad if I posted a few ideas to see what you thought of them? Please chime in so I don't ruin anybody's reunion experience months before it even happens. If no one lets me know, I will be posting a possible design for feedback in about 1 week.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Note: I promise to not make the Reunion Shirts sexist like the above picture.</span></span>Aaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03805731676362970118noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-54242565327154754082009-10-26T13:20:00.007-07:002009-10-28T23:42:12.600-07:00What do you think?I know that some people won't know what this is about, but for those who do: I would love some feedback. I give no promises that one of these will or will not be the design. But I do promise to read any feedback that I get. Especially awesome ideas. Obviously these are works in progress. If you don't understand what these are about, just ask, I'll explain more in comments.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">----One Idea----<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJe3ieK3d-V9wvnyq6wC3VYL1EZ0brExd2dzwXKY2NCb7p8o4CwluMJsgHa2jwlbo_rb_0YIM8P0OCagGaqaW7bjwJ5LEOxa6QBrcA91_bSVveR1zLdFPtWLqbarDCuUl2LopuhQ/s1600-h/USA+1.GIF"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJe3ieK3d-V9wvnyq6wC3VYL1EZ0brExd2dzwXKY2NCb7p8o4CwluMJsgHa2jwlbo_rb_0YIM8P0OCagGaqaW7bjwJ5LEOxa6QBrcA91_bSVveR1zLdFPtWLqbarDCuUl2LopuhQ/s400/USA+1.GIF" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397906901261482738" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">----Another Idea----<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDzAd3xmBbq51nuODZrm3ymv9KmCJV_ljlbXOLQ3IvEFcw7BStOwFvw60mSMflNXLv_U2Xu8url4hnHK2b0Z0-8ahbMUzjgk8Ou6XUzjYRPozYI0a1sKwpTav12O5f6PvSmbsEnA/s1600-h/FAM+TREE+2.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 157px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDzAd3xmBbq51nuODZrm3ymv9KmCJV_ljlbXOLQ3IvEFcw7BStOwFvw60mSMflNXLv_U2Xu8url4hnHK2b0Z0-8ahbMUzjgk8Ou6XUzjYRPozYI0a1sKwpTav12O5f6PvSmbsEnA/s400/FAM+TREE+2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397908332314604898" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">----A Third Idea----<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizJ1ka0HOMuxHy467Yy73n7Bpz1E8jw4piMpIqweJ0zdohs5iSatFuXblmNx5UWiGm3iYaGxcXRr8Dgg_boq-aBjZkoeMmJD1K8c68rNTG4qlQ2Qr0IrqiROFeU1hb2Y9oXPDhyA/s1600-h/BLOG.PNG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizJ1ka0HOMuxHy467Yy73n7Bpz1E8jw4piMpIqweJ0zdohs5iSatFuXblmNx5UWiGm3iYaGxcXRr8Dgg_boq-aBjZkoeMmJD1K8c68rNTG4qlQ2Qr0IrqiROFeU1hb2Y9oXPDhyA/s400/BLOG.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397007956278434770" border="0" /></a>Aaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03805731676362970118noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-53425831826144179472009-10-08T17:49:00.004-07:002009-10-10T10:23:47.937-07:00Following a TrendSo I have a few siblings that their children exhibited a certain trend (Woodine's older brother's kids also fit the trend) --<br /><br />First baby: Petite<br /><br />Second baby: Less Petite<br /><br />In some cases the second child is taller or is on track to pass the first on the growth chart. MaryP has done her part to fit the first baby profile, and I think Baby Atom is going to follow the second baby profile as well.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYhI8rOq2AzukZQY-D7i95H2eDtCaGXideekQx9cdO77lundcZPFMZLofN27KkDL2NUFRrbE2C6nudl_gwaW0IT_M8xdVjDzPE2w72DXXdvHAGxeAzngDfww17e5AMGFbfEaDJ8A/s1600-h/Oct+2009+015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYhI8rOq2AzukZQY-D7i95H2eDtCaGXideekQx9cdO77lundcZPFMZLofN27KkDL2NUFRrbE2C6nudl_gwaW0IT_M8xdVjDzPE2w72DXXdvHAGxeAzngDfww17e5AMGFbfEaDJ8A/s400/Oct+2009+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390401372931988514" border="0" /></a><br />Observe this short timeline<br />Tues 29 Sept: 8 lbs 2 oz (Baby Atom Born)<br />Thurs 1 Oct: 7 lbs 14 oz (Discharged from Hospital)<br />Mon 5 Oct: 8 lbs 13 oz! (First Checkup)<br /><br />It may be a little early but I know MaryP didn't gain weight nearly that fast. We'll see.Aaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03805731676362970118noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-88662688724346505542009-10-02T09:31:00.004-07:002009-10-02T09:38:08.907-07:00HomeIt sure is nice to be home from the hospital and together as a family.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghTrX6WFGMO_pFwTwAvzUzNT6vvsmN5LpNSqAKhEl1uHqxDzHFLMw2pvpTXadwMPqGNIE-RGmDx4zN05TnjU531i0XI_8KbPrXm-TGpCntVcWFQqYLhHfzR6by8Tdh35Lt2jR3LA/s1600-h/Adam+Sep+2009+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 328px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghTrX6WFGMO_pFwTwAvzUzNT6vvsmN5LpNSqAKhEl1uHqxDzHFLMw2pvpTXadwMPqGNIE-RGmDx4zN05TnjU531i0XI_8KbPrXm-TGpCntVcWFQqYLhHfzR6by8Tdh35Lt2jR3LA/s400/Adam+Sep+2009+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388042104353524178" border="0" /></a><br /><br />MaryP loves her baby brother and will often comment "he's so pretty". <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFWqHRgJ68gQr1DDGlY5zN55Gc2CrXztuKBdQ1HY16PIO-hTb4A5SOyUFY7S7mXfNaCW-JhiLh1rHHZ1TnRzALb_-4f9_yYJst-euDK60Dq1yI1g9D68pfk_vBPB0FDNrKhY59fA/s1600-h/Adam+Sep+2009+007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFWqHRgJ68gQr1DDGlY5zN55Gc2CrXztuKBdQ1HY16PIO-hTb4A5SOyUFY7S7mXfNaCW-JhiLh1rHHZ1TnRzALb_-4f9_yYJst-euDK60Dq1yI1g9D68pfk_vBPB0FDNrKhY59fA/s320/Adam+Sep+2009+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388042296586569954" border="0" /></a>We can tell that she feels a difference - last night she was just having a bit of a hard time - but I don't think she quite pinpoints what the difference comes from. I know some days will be better then others depending on needs, situations, etc, but I hope I can learn to balance time spent with my children. She has been so sweet to her brother though - she's already a great big sister. Now we have 2 great kids!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDu5aEucK9KGlcs4MF4DF2vfV4QFvFMPdWhL3pIIHQhFFOXpOqv79dFtKmQGxyvSpBT443Se5eqA9zUC6eaK0Don76NE2KzAUMxQMfumiC27vwY1tHbWbBpv04lXdzstyViJUj2Q/s1600-h/Adam+Sep+2009+010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDu5aEucK9KGlcs4MF4DF2vfV4QFvFMPdWhL3pIIHQhFFOXpOqv79dFtKmQGxyvSpBT443Se5eqA9zUC6eaK0Don76NE2KzAUMxQMfumiC27vwY1tHbWbBpv04lXdzstyViJUj2Q/s320/Adam+Sep+2009+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388042745713819362" border="0" /></a>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18297169839659101194noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-46348747540723371122009-09-29T08:52:00.006-07:002009-09-29T09:04:34.156-07:00Announcing<span style="font-size:180%;"><br />Baby Atom!</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnuFxHTmCcWpJTKNP2rvbnk2LKQS0IADbILf7wVsMkPIykDZKkCtA33oryurD1tFIOatI4lq8S-jKfJQAVCge1o6USWZR3pe4_xbiktSy4lBavrrQCrrSxp5hn9w1euqhqgBEBig/s1600-h/Adam+Sep+2009+010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnuFxHTmCcWpJTKNP2rvbnk2LKQS0IADbILf7wVsMkPIykDZKkCtA33oryurD1tFIOatI4lq8S-jKfJQAVCge1o6USWZR3pe4_xbiktSy4lBavrrQCrrSxp5hn9w1euqhqgBEBig/s400/Adam+Sep+2009+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386919529459521330" border="0" /></a><br />as his older sister calls him<br />Born September 29, 2009 at 2:12 am<br />Height 20 1/2 "<br />Weight 8 lbs 2 oz<br />Born less than an hour after arriving at the hospital<br />Both Mom and Baby are doing OK.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD3q1DgKljoCTITVM7MKs4yuSZqU7J6B9c0aix_gpj_jjPCVZC3kxQh8VTOVSMhj73reF_vcfAznJ4DzN4WC1zRCGFKzUltFDXQYh88lpG7YdvonVm6mdoRURFkWkcAzbA9C7UWg/s1600-h/Adam+Sep+2009+003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD3q1DgKljoCTITVM7MKs4yuSZqU7J6B9c0aix_gpj_jjPCVZC3kxQh8VTOVSMhj73reF_vcfAznJ4DzN4WC1zRCGFKzUltFDXQYh88lpG7YdvonVm6mdoRURFkWkcAzbA9C7UWg/s400/Adam+Sep+2009+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386919323121922818" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoMglfeoRHE_5IaVCmspBHwLohBjJDE6U4mdHLr6nHXtIc0DOvVM3cVRUN763EJXyuSNfZ89ClFIeoWZtm4p1wHHRNAgAuwvI74d_oOHmGt-VbQnOu-AkFoSF-dDhghgt63G3NsQ/s1600-h/Adam+Sep+2009+013.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoMglfeoRHE_5IaVCmspBHwLohBjJDE6U4mdHLr6nHXtIc0DOvVM3cVRUN763EJXyuSNfZ89ClFIeoWZtm4p1wHHRNAgAuwvI74d_oOHmGt-VbQnOu-AkFoSF-dDhghgt63G3NsQ/s400/Adam+Sep+2009+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386919877335990754" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8-4v1V85vUCAHN5h3S7XWL8BzXOzfbKSU7rl2EuUBbKYWESvJT0O-hzDx7C8lrJFAldKMUk-M_ZwCh1-gCAtRDAcJmEB4Zs7JxrjmbMD8vRGkHSD1kxOSN5sa9JAqwqoXT4lAgg/s1600-h/Adam+Sep+2009+015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8-4v1V85vUCAHN5h3S7XWL8BzXOzfbKSU7rl2EuUBbKYWESvJT0O-hzDx7C8lrJFAldKMUk-M_ZwCh1-gCAtRDAcJmEB4Zs7JxrjmbMD8vRGkHSD1kxOSN5sa9JAqwqoXT4lAgg/s400/Adam+Sep+2009+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386919653867079474" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoMglfeoRHE_5IaVCmspBHwLohBjJDE6U4mdHLr6nHXtIc0DOvVM3cVRUN763EJXyuSNfZ89ClFIeoWZtm4p1wHHRNAgAuwvI74d_oOHmGt-VbQnOu-AkFoSF-dDhghgt63G3NsQ/s1600-h/Adam+Sep+2009+013.jpg"><br /></a>Aaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03805731676362970118noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-55358038661972469342009-09-26T22:11:00.004-07:002009-09-26T22:17:22.962-07:00Two of my favorite peopleWood took MaryP to a wedding, reception, and then another reception this evening while I got ready for and attended the RS General Broadcast (and the yummy dinner they served us beforehand which I did not have to cook -always a treat!). Anyway, I thought these two look simply dashing as they got ready to go. How did I get so lucky/blessed to end up with these two<span style="font-size:78%;">*</span>?!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXqVg7NthQPGsJ693kMV9Z0WUE2gj-B5U2YT_VwJiLgn4nNTIi9XsNv3MrZFJa5IJ2F7s7SGSQpvbm_atm9KQGviDd4ZDk-4FIUeZtTJ00TVzfztcbdTAlLpWEvv0rirjX7C2LFw/s1600-h/Elaine+Aug-Sep+2009+028.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXqVg7NthQPGsJ693kMV9Z0WUE2gj-B5U2YT_VwJiLgn4nNTIi9XsNv3MrZFJa5IJ2F7s7SGSQpvbm_atm9KQGviDd4ZDk-4FIUeZtTJ00TVzfztcbdTAlLpWEvv0rirjX7C2LFw/s400/Elaine+Aug-Sep+2009+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386011670039408930" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" >*Soon to be three - yes today was my due date. And yes I'm still pregnant.<br /></span>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18297169839659101194noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-36976903901241579872009-09-07T16:01:00.006-07:002009-09-07T20:22:14.016-07:00Warm shoesComing home from playing basketball this morning with some friends, Wood sat down in the front entry way to remove his shoes. (He'd been playing for several hours and was notably sweaty - as well he should be.)<br /><br />MaryP - who has a special place in her heart for shoes - ran over to him, picked one up, and promptly stuck her foot in.<br /><br />"Ooooh, Hot." she commented with delight "Nice, nice and warm!"<br /><br />We couldn't help but laugh - and be somewhat disgusted at the same time.<br /><br />I think I prefer nice cold shoes.Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18297169839659101194noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-28059847707199128122009-09-06T21:24:00.016-07:002009-09-06T22:24:36.075-07:00Emerged from the DeepI'm too lazy to write a long blog, so here is a spotty visual update on our lives.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-BzZxlRBICsVRnxo1nqc_J_WY1WzZ91GoYwwWYAOU-rC53DVYGn5_mH4vJPlIvc1gccqUkqYqPU2ILmebDmxvEafagUEfJdYITlWVf1vxFJHgzjbSXTZduiolFcHYfu4lPruyoA/s1600-h/from+the+deep.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 340px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-BzZxlRBICsVRnxo1nqc_J_WY1WzZ91GoYwwWYAOU-rC53DVYGn5_mH4vJPlIvc1gccqUkqYqPU2ILmebDmxvEafagUEfJdYITlWVf1vxFJHgzjbSXTZduiolFcHYfu4lPruyoA/s400/from+the+deep.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378580005212269234" border="0" /></a>So, I have returned from the deep.<br />- <span style="font-size:78%;">Bonus points to all that can identify the origin of this picture. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgedqQbQIP4eCSJZqjoCHtICvhGsW1rdGOm2bTTxciKJHU8yuuNok8GKVgPWBFgXA_AEsG0AmdHcPHWwJGINUcLSBZA4WUjwTdDQzJe7sBDCJ6iruYycxSyl43TpK9VvtiNWGWsvQ/s1600-h/submarine+fish.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 51px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgedqQbQIP4eCSJZqjoCHtICvhGsW1rdGOm2bTTxciKJHU8yuuNok8GKVgPWBFgXA_AEsG0AmdHcPHWwJGINUcLSBZA4WUjwTdDQzJe7sBDCJ6iruYycxSyl43TpK9VvtiNWGWsvQ/s400/submarine+fish.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378579843636680354" border="0" /></a>I earned my submarine warfare pin prior to the underway. This is a pretty big deal . . . at least to me.<br /><br />But Woodine also won accolades prior to the underway:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX3oFdvVO6VDoJa-SRls8vC2DdpNMmEsg5sLjEhlpZEb2D7HKbkF7KesKUwtrclwX7NjD6_iux8D9koOZ1J1586ys3M9vehy4WNtBuGkcPykbRxZdXKBXbZfy7ZvKVVjZuQqXT9A/s1600-h/For+Blog.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX3oFdvVO6VDoJa-SRls8vC2DdpNMmEsg5sLjEhlpZEb2D7HKbkF7KesKUwtrclwX7NjD6_iux8D9koOZ1J1586ys3M9vehy4WNtBuGkcPykbRxZdXKBXbZfy7ZvKVVjZuQqXT9A/s400/For+Blog.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378592064364904658" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxUnrFu4mdsApjaYaJpLZJIj61VejCGAGjtVF-n2zwbt63n2G1UvJFEu1EgRZtvGoQMA1g2XhgVF0Lp7wGKJoAjDpeMCSVeYnDs3VSH7h37rvSUpI_LW7eog06UMwXTNM_VfblKg/s1600-h/Elaine+July+2009+022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxUnrFu4mdsApjaYaJpLZJIj61VejCGAGjtVF-n2zwbt63n2G1UvJFEu1EgRZtvGoQMA1g2XhgVF0Lp7wGKJoAjDpeMCSVeYnDs3VSH7h37rvSUpI_LW7eog06UMwXTNM_VfblKg/s400/Elaine+July+2009+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378584668898764386" border="0" /></a><br />Woodine enjoyed the Reunion we had at Reid Ranch so much last year that she organized one for her mother's side of the family this year. Yeah that's right, check out her muscles in the picture.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG3Nu1vZU3qIKLsui9jlQGX1HBgRISRuTjLmTic1qYxl_CdXVIkr9pedhg1X5g7LJyASqqDApLZ5UELlSbp0lNKCmiyO9EECWir1auGNLe3gt5TV3bOOeg9l09eW9byaoJOQTNgw/s1600-h/Elaine+July+2009+062.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG3Nu1vZU3qIKLsui9jlQGX1HBgRISRuTjLmTic1qYxl_CdXVIkr9pedhg1X5g7LJyASqqDApLZ5UELlSbp0lNKCmiyO9EECWir1auGNLe3gt5TV3bOOeg9l09eW9byaoJOQTNgw/s400/Elaine+July+2009+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378584531228404050" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGtU5LlJLfu5i6QA9YoJsmFsXtKD7BctyJfVnKAtbwk5bvRRP_BiEqrzlgubTIn-DqNBUVgnpKzwyyb-2Yr16ReFIIRh0-lfE9Ml5TuwLeqqXf2P8rnYQt-YMa-3wBvZDwgtWuqw/s1600-h/Elaine+July+2009+067.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGtU5LlJLfu5i6QA9YoJsmFsXtKD7BctyJfVnKAtbwk5bvRRP_BiEqrzlgubTIn-DqNBUVgnpKzwyyb-2Yr16ReFIIRh0-lfE9Ml5TuwLeqqXf2P8rnYQt-YMa-3wBvZDwgtWuqw/s400/Elaine+July+2009+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378584845182160002" border="0" /></a>Going to the petting zoo with Grandma: cautious of chickens, adventurous with goats.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGtU5LlJLfu5i6QA9YoJsmFsXtKD7BctyJfVnKAtbwk5bvRRP_BiEqrzlgubTIn-DqNBUVgnpKzwyyb-2Yr16ReFIIRh0-lfE9Ml5TuwLeqqXf2P8rnYQt-YMa-3wBvZDwgtWuqw/s1600-h/Elaine+July+2009+067.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilt_0aSG6CUxBGcHI3tvTWBZJ0R83gYVe8ldxhwmtkYxGWHdTtxOnNxAweJUXAOgILC6f3trcw_WCWp53dWvp2xlq2msqNV9XfiPR6dSpnLa5Ju8LftBlfupUttfQRJUd46VhWZg/s1600-h/Awesome+cake.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilt_0aSG6CUxBGcHI3tvTWBZJ0R83gYVe8ldxhwmtkYxGWHdTtxOnNxAweJUXAOgILC6f3trcw_WCWp53dWvp2xlq2msqNV9XfiPR6dSpnLa5Ju8LftBlfupUttfQRJUd46VhWZg/s400/Awesome+cake.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378583321265076130" border="0" /></a>Woodine has some sweet cake decorating skills.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp4qKOhRmu9IocWiHdMlOuNyy5alqTcpl5O_o4bgsERIhvVeoU47yRT1adUiZRtEWK5HlQhsilmFBjL2Misiep4LGCPlQ6mbwoas92QsgzFQbKCp4XNgjSDygE2QUdRI_08J_seA/s1600-h/Elaine+July+2009+048.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp4qKOhRmu9IocWiHdMlOuNyy5alqTcpl5O_o4bgsERIhvVeoU47yRT1adUiZRtEWK5HlQhsilmFBjL2Misiep4LGCPlQ6mbwoas92QsgzFQbKCp4XNgjSDygE2QUdRI_08J_seA/s400/Elaine+July+2009+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378584349834304034" border="0" /></a>Mary P sporting some birthday gifts.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT3VAeNiJAVfvJbicS4l0lEBsodkaqEMWKgiXZeZYmmvXA9NAtvLxgaZ0JW7p-Y0VN5FFCCoi0PBpHaIhi_zT9FCagC5ekA_9Jh1P9-QHi9Qz7ERD-ONIdNNdXhfk-p9vX3sVRew/s1600-h/Elaine+July+2009+033.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT3VAeNiJAVfvJbicS4l0lEBsodkaqEMWKgiXZeZYmmvXA9NAtvLxgaZ0JW7p-Y0VN5FFCCoi0PBpHaIhi_zT9FCagC5ekA_9Jh1P9-QHi9Qz7ERD-ONIdNNdXhfk-p9vX3sVRew/s400/Elaine+July+2009+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378585576269688898" border="0" /></a>Mary P having a lot of fun on the trampoline with her cute cousin.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFKE9ife1FvNZF_nKDiRXB31vrr66QY1WRRtiYeIksr_ToUdDxBgBmCP27UWRCO3_SnNCwCPQWey_4KGIBrWj0S3AV8V5dKKHKS5X-JJLBeBol56Q-wn2sMNgjGfjt56afvBiR3A/s1600-h/Jacobson_m-OU-TD-mp.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFKE9ife1FvNZF_nKDiRXB31vrr66QY1WRRtiYeIksr_ToUdDxBgBmCP27UWRCO3_SnNCwCPQWey_4KGIBrWj0S3AV8V5dKKHKS5X-JJLBeBol56Q-wn2sMNgjGfjt56afvBiR3A/s400/Jacobson_m-OU-TD-mp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378586890514933266" border="0" /></a><br />I'm still excited about this. Awesome!Aaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03805731676362970118noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-45751427260465852692009-08-02T21:11:00.003-07:002009-08-02T21:15:57.134-07:00LiteralTonight at dinner MaryP was eating everything but her vegetables - I chose veggies she likes. Recently she's been, uh, suffering from a lack of fiber. So I told her that the vegetables would make her tummy feel better.<br /><br />She picked up a tomato, lifted up her dress, and put the tomato on her tummy.<br /><br />Guess I should have been a little more specific!Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18297169839659101194noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-33420363937436556632009-06-11T21:16:00.007-07:002009-06-11T21:23:14.986-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji6BuuxLEL0Iotk8L7u_NHKTjSCvZp0xwTwRxHY4k7WoCDN5U7RHAqyMuVfQ9O2nTXkLNPPrne6bYtm2UHSk92Xg2VdxSsvaGhisSNxEtqAFjx1qSIR__L1C3601U0QJXGg0gs4w/s1600-h/Elaine+June+2009+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji6BuuxLEL0Iotk8L7u_NHKTjSCvZp0xwTwRxHY4k7WoCDN5U7RHAqyMuVfQ9O2nTXkLNPPrne6bYtm2UHSk92Xg2VdxSsvaGhisSNxEtqAFjx1qSIR__L1C3601U0QJXGg0gs4w/s400/Elaine+June+2009+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346290764467669730" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirmXcWBM9cDJfJuQoX7Den0v-zSh4mXm5f6n5d0thrHEnZakoSyhRlla5VnI0cQvCFJxCraEbyIXv-SMjH6ihEM2uysmNcGAuAz5ZqVoTfTOPol1vFrmlhG13ZDU5Uy66SNnXEuA/s1600-h/Elaine+June+2009+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirmXcWBM9cDJfJuQoX7Den0v-zSh4mXm5f6n5d0thrHEnZakoSyhRlla5VnI0cQvCFJxCraEbyIXv-SMjH6ihEM2uysmNcGAuAz5ZqVoTfTOPol1vFrmlhG13ZDU5Uy66SNnXEuA/s400/Elaine+June+2009+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346290659928876610" border="0" /></a>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18297169839659101194noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-44242991750756947762009-06-11T21:02:00.004-07:002009-06-11T21:15:58.149-07:00Summer OlympicsWatch out 2024 Olympics - she's already training!<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz3y7arAU3wANifRxjBc3fobJnMlXEjHub86QWPgLtDM4ZAlAVtVNDaAd-oqvSaVhcIBSiS8wUnd9k' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18297169839659101194noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-22506697022225131582009-05-19T12:54:00.005-07:002009-05-19T13:17:10.968-07:00Sunny weekend<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4rLVd9a5_IjTT5TJ05GwSwuVNtLQ_wSVp8mcjw5dKbmfytTvSYT57o7FBqgt5y_1w-R-6w9qt4oRGdcGtjb0jvrF_4BlswJuIrUq3BgNQN52_YsSju17HmMuC48xmSfv3zGSD-w/s1600-h/Elaine+Mayl+2009+013.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 183px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4rLVd9a5_IjTT5TJ05GwSwuVNtLQ_wSVp8mcjw5dKbmfytTvSYT57o7FBqgt5y_1w-R-6w9qt4oRGdcGtjb0jvrF_4BlswJuIrUq3BgNQN52_YsSju17HmMuC48xmSfv3zGSD-w/s320/Elaine+Mayl+2009+013.1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337631399303661570" border="0" /></a><br />This last weekend was awesome. Sunshine on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, temperatures getting up to the low 70's - perfect weather. Saturday we went hiking with my grandparents and just enjoyed relaxing at their home. MaryP loved playing in their back yard. They also have a lot behind their yard with trees and little paths to walk on - as a kid I remember feeling like it was a mini-forest. She was in heaven being able to run around and explore and we had a fantastic time just relaxing and visiting.<br /><br />That evening we met up at Alki beach with one of<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioAjERew3Ik_Pqcj86b_N3D4fAgDbXu7HQ9RtMsR3ZQoVbOXvV4Bsg0496lW28xopQ74zI0mcSFWq61w-zyvuXgY7aLnzMvbcC2CQI1qbOpOp1stdod-tJinETLRDz0Fktz5_GuA/s1600-h/Elaine+Mayl+2009+017.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioAjERew3Ik_Pqcj86b_N3D4fAgDbXu7HQ9RtMsR3ZQoVbOXvV4Bsg0496lW28xopQ74zI0mcSFWq61w-zyvuXgY7aLnzMvbcC2CQI1qbOpOp1stdod-tJinETLRDz0Fktz5_GuA/s320/Elaine+Mayl+2009+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337631528338754226" border="0" /></a> Wood's HS friends that he hadn't seen in 10 years. We even managed to get a good parking spot - parking was nighmareish, so it was nothing short of a miracle to find one! The friend and his wife have 2 little girls and we enjoyed socializing near the beach where the girls could play. The only bad part was that the restaurant we chose to eat dinner at was not kid friendly (at all) but we made up for it with ice cream cones afterward. Next time I think we'll stick with fish and chips. We didn't start heading home until 8:00 but I had no idea how late it was because <span style="font-style: italic;">it was still light out</span>. I love summer. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imgsrv.gocomics.com/dim/?fh=9f9a76c9381345ac54600263096ad8b9"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 462px; height: 154px;" src="http://imgsrv.gocomics.com/dim/?fh=9f9a76c9381345ac54600263096ad8b9" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This comic made me smile because it is cloudy and rainy again today and I am anxious for summer to <span style="font-style: italic;">really</span> be here, but it sure made me appreciate this last weekend that much more!Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18297169839659101194noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-79215973321987586202009-05-17T20:32:00.007-07:002009-05-17T21:01:00.638-07:00Evening the OddsIt appears that things will be evening up a bit around here - our little <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">boy</span> was very cooperative for our ultrasound and we were happy to find our the gender - I like having a "he" rather than an "it" or "the baby". We are excited to have a boy, and no, we don't have a name chosen. Although Wo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTMd0_Nx6sJ-wxBDafRlbpGHjo75tXPc8X6VgD9WtAsFdqSUXldu5ww20XjKba-Q9XjVaNLjgy7Ts3ARHTJQw3UTfx5vtN_guEQL3Gfqs8byASqvnQDTg735R3tz8jSUDdlbixTw/s1600-h/Baby+Boy_001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTMd0_Nx6sJ-wxBDafRlbpGHjo75tXPc8X6VgD9WtAsFdqSUXldu5ww20XjKba-Q9XjVaNLjgy7Ts3ARHTJQw3UTfx5vtN_guEQL3Gfqs8byASqvnQDTg735R3tz8jSUDdlbixTw/s320/Baby+Boy_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337004546174695634" border="0" /></a>od has thrown some fabulous ideas out, like Alfonzo or Leonard Nemoy. Our boy seems very healthy, which is fabulous, and very active, which I guess is fabulous. I have a hunch that he and his sister are going to keep me on my toes! He was quite wiggly during the ultrasound and now that I can feel him, he is pretty active. I liked this picture the best because it is a good profile but more than that you can see his little hand just above his head pushing up on my uterus. And I feel like he is saying "hey, I need a little more space to move around here - I have places to go!" which makes me smile.<br /><br /><br />MaryP doesn't really understand boys vs. girls or the fact that we have a baby joining us in 19 weeks. She loves baby dolls and our neighbor's little baby boy, so we'll see how she deals with the new addition.<br /><br />Preparing for a primary singing time a few weeks ago I needed a car or truck or something as part of an object lesson/teaching and the only thing I could find was MaryP's ABC's bus her grandparents sent her. We have a serious lack of cars, trucks, and heavy equipment - though we do have a puzzle with an assortment of vehicles that MaryP can identify. I guess we'll have to get a little more manly around here!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIGvxJPu1Vu46fg4lAaOaYGYgJJPDbFu1IKUAHG7SmgFgG4-tSPwEQEg3KE4l87o4bdAiw5EUdpPoCsJ8Gd2EnbP1yG_lhJo7ZVAH0PFKI8rVedWU-eIpiTXkYutDfm8Qw1KuXuQ/s1600-h/Baby+Boy+1.jpg"><br /></a>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18297169839659101194noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33248635.post-31124434623062314452009-04-20T13:05:00.010-07:002009-04-20T13:44:34.453-07:00Our busy girl<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq9WKpoC40Nqvf-p1Rzuyz_T6uYTcasSt-IsDTZrEkvqQdy-A8amSWOmIY9Kfn6a10WFtQyshkDvYCMbgmTpFyjVSfQadVR9VgDv6XxjAnfVt4plhQu-ObP6uAiKxlFUz4dSN3GA/s1600-h/Elaine+Mar-April+2009+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 211px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq9WKpoC40Nqvf-p1Rzuyz_T6uYTcasSt-IsDTZrEkvqQdy-A8amSWOmIY9Kfn6a10WFtQyshkDvYCMbgmTpFyjVSfQadVR9VgDv6XxjAnfVt4plhQu-ObP6uAiKxlFUz4dSN3GA/s320/Elaine+Mar-April+2009+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326872697308934498" border="0" /></a><br />A while back I posted about some fevers MaryP had been having. They were gone for the entire month of March and I thought maybe we were in the clear. But this last week she had another stretch of fevers (only getting up to 104 this time, so not so bad) that were otherwise symptom-free. I was frustrated by this but we just watched her and by Friday the fevers were gone. Woo-hoo! Then on Saturday she started acting sick again and the fever was back on Sunday. Nuts. To add to that, on Sunday you could tell she was feeling miserable and she would stop mid-playing and just stand there and start crying an "I'm hurting" cry. No mother likes to see their child hurt and it is hard when you have no idea why. Is it your thoat, your ears, your stomach, what???<br /><br />So, we took her to the doctor today (of course she was feeling better) and thankfully this time the doctor we saw suggested a blood draw and catheter. Neither of which were very fun for MaryP. But she was really a sweetie about the whole thing and even talked to the nurses (between sobs) while they were taking her blood. It didn't help that we had to swaddle her and pin her down. Anyway, long story short, she is healthy as a horse, everything looks normal which means ..... she is just one of those kids that gets fevers. Your kid and my kid may get the same thing and yours may act a little whiny for a day or two, and mine will spike a fever. Go figure. The pediatrician said she would probably grow out of this, which is good. Maybe around the same time she can eat peanutbutter, and we'll just have a big party. In the mean time <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCVgi9kQ7Gr6LjKonVRJh0J8xAfXWWPGodeIfw9R_ewod9EaiLkZEuhyxjHlil64iP1RBDoUNuY3DDX7gW30BmZZJ7Sh5f4i00mxO20Bt23btL6PTZYSX_p8LzyBKJHhdxQz2oDQ/s1600-h/Elaine+Mar-April+2009+006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCVgi9kQ7Gr6LjKonVRJh0J8xAfXWWPGodeIfw9R_ewod9EaiLkZEuhyxjHlil64iP1RBDoUNuY3DDX7gW30BmZZJ7Sh5f4i00mxO20Bt23btL6PTZYSX_p8LzyBKJHhdxQz2oDQ/s320/Elaine+Mar-April+2009+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326872931328763954" border="0" /></a>I am so grateful they did those tests - it gives me such peace of mind to know that there isn't something else going on - it's just her.<br /><br />On another note, MaryP is a delightful, busy, busy, busy little girl. Busy getting into things she shouldn't be. Busy eating the toothpaste, some paint, stuff like that. Seriously though, she is a lot of fun. She is talking so much more, is extremely social and rarely shy. She is very good at being polite and asking "please" with most things. She LOVES the fies and sings (slides and swings) and asks for them every day. Sometimes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHQYWHpOrurD3XRTl7yTC-F_K5bcfPkGBVQYfNn3t_VAhSfjsbx5S7J6z6QkflA6eKjfFYEsHFX0KKzGNRmekaH8IlOsDc18psNztudjod3uBw9wjP-Mb91dbv7vx9jL2Fbro0yg/s1600-h/Elaine+Mar-April+2009+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 183px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHQYWHpOrurD3XRTl7yTC-F_K5bcfPkGBVQYfNn3t_VAhSfjsbx5S7J6z6QkflA6eKjfFYEsHFX0KKzGNRmekaH8IlOsDc18psNztudjod3uBw9wjP-Mb91dbv7vx9jL2Fbro0yg/s320/Elaine+Mar-April+2009+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326873071656774754" border="0" /></a> when we get her up in the morning the first words out of her mouth are "fies, sings" followed by "coat, shoes!" She is ready to go. 6:30 in the morning is too early for me to go to the park, so she has to wait and hope it is not a rainy day. I plan on spending a LOT of time at the park this summer. I think it will be good for both of us.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">*A note about the bag picture - she put this on her head and thought she was soooooo funny.</span> </span><br />She also loves all things baby. She loves real babies and wants to hold them. And if she ever sees a vacated baby car seat she makes a b-line for it. She can be content for an hour playing with a baby car seat.<br /><br />MaryP is such a spunky little girl. She loves people and will yell "HI!!" to as we pass them. It often gets a smile. A few weeks ago in the grocery store the lady at the fish -counter yelled "HI!!" back to her and so they went back and forth yelling "HI!!!" as I pushed her through the store until she was finally distracted by something else. One of the things I love about her is how excited she is about the little things. She has great vision and often picks out birds and such before I see them and will excitedly point them out to me.<br /><br />MaryP loved hunting for Easter eggs, so Wood hid them for her over and over again. D<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjQAX0cuoIp6B5r9nfSDtdUTu7__TQSHIW8ii_44h0ECVObvrn6b_Fi0s3Hu1CWUQMM-4q0CAOVFkDquQ22pgLsqwJKXtjdfLI20OrgPk0J1VQD7seKhJRu6_ujO40nUQ1O5Igeg/s1600-h/Elaine+Mar-April+2009+007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 162px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjQAX0cuoIp6B5r9nfSDtdUTu7__TQSHIW8ii_44h0ECVObvrn6b_Fi0s3Hu1CWUQMM-4q0CAOVFkDquQ22pgLsqwJKXtjdfLI20OrgPk0J1VQD7seKhJRu6_ujO40nUQ1O5Igeg/s320/Elaine+Mar-April+2009+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326873471470469234" border="0" /></a>ying eggs was less exciting<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif7RowiUJgcy6TqCTnxtm_7Tymz8R43WXJ9JHpQs9fYVGY3QR1UKydjOQJUfYwFgWw_mEA10gsOjvMczzlMRdggz267bY__8TOQi9VUYkwsM13MOcP3kPi5qcZKtEEydnJbshnEg/s1600-h/Elaine+Mar-April+2009+008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 148px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif7RowiUJgcy6TqCTnxtm_7Tymz8R43WXJ9JHpQs9fYVGY3QR1UKydjOQJUfYwFgWw_mEA10gsOjvMczzlMRdggz267bY__8TOQi9VUYkwsM13MOcP3kPi5qcZKtEEydnJbshnEg/s320/Elaine+Mar-April+2009+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326874467109018610" border="0" /></a> to her. It sure was exciting for us when she accidentally dumped the red dye on Wood's lap and carpet. Whoops! We were able to get the dye out of his pants and somewhat out of the carpet. And a big thanks to Lysol for removing the dye from our kitchen table! I think she'll enjoy it more next year, and we will be more prepared!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiudRRLBm20qDpzVj5DaqF1m86_Z-koW8kPnjsAG76vLTO8NBi9-PyGjQ2btmGHn6xyOh0KAArQF1CGS42BWYIP9Gybq_J-u6vGTj8Q7A9LzbrRob_VTteJALu0olTA1uNriVlUSA/s1600-h/Elaine+Mar-April+2009+010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiudRRLBm20qDpzVj5DaqF1m86_Z-koW8kPnjsAG76vLTO8NBi9-PyGjQ2btmGHn6xyOh0KAArQF1CGS42BWYIP9Gybq_J-u6vGTj8Q7A9LzbrRob_VTteJALu0olTA1uNriVlUSA/s320/Elaine+Mar-April+2009+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326874848946982514" border="0" /></a><br />She loves to pretend to read and will often end her stories in "bye". Here is a short clip I caught of her - she had been "reading" before I got out the camera. Also note that she pulled the chair over to the counter ... I am running out of safe places to put things!<br />She is just such a delight and blessing to our family!<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwiUF-PkaWTso8UKeleFbufvCE6qFfeD67Mr3vCtDYYKDwjYuvZXtcKQ0rpqLlRL8KFDPXlOJd1IpA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18297169839659101194noreply@blogger.com6