tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17717429296771338752024-03-12T23:44:45.621-05:00------ the long and winding road to homeSuzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.comBlogger254125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-52944940858654343822011-11-11T10:09:00.002-06:002011-11-11T10:13:45.800-06:00I'm addicted to Pinterest :O)<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-86SRCyYrjTo/Tr1JYKMNqBI/AAAAAAAABrA/mmsYX_9Ki7g/s1600/DSC07072.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673771784957962258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-86SRCyYrjTo/Tr1JYKMNqBI/AAAAAAAABrA/mmsYX_9Ki7g/s400/DSC07072.JPG" /></a><br /><div>I saw this idea on Pinterest and just knew I had to try it out. I've made several with friends and family names, but I don't want them to know yet, so I'll just show my Noel one.</div><div> </div><div> </div></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-8557704320971211242011-10-18T20:33:00.003-05:002011-10-18T20:41:46.546-05:00Creamy Chicken Soup with Wild Rice and Autumn Vegetables<div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sg3QGDaBAR0/Tp4qRu-eZ8I/AAAAAAAABqU/z9ERwV7VZno/s1600/DSC06916.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665011865434875842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sg3QGDaBAR0/Tp4qRu-eZ8I/AAAAAAAABqU/z9ERwV7VZno/s400/DSC06916.JPG" /></a>It's not really a pretty soup but it tastes DELICIOUS!<br /><div><strong>CHICKEN SOUP WITH WILD RICE AND AUTUMN VEGETABLES</strong></div><div> </div><div>3 stalks of celery, diced very fine</div><div>1/2 onion, diced very fine</div><div>2 medium carrots cut in slivers</div><div>2 T butter (I used real)</div><div>1 T olive oil</div><div>1 large boneless, skinless chicken breast or 2-3 boneless skinless thighs (I cooked mine in my microwave roaster for 7 minutes)</div><div>2 chicken boulion cubes</div><div>5 cups water</div><div>1 can cream of chicken soup</div><div>1 box Uncle Ben's Original Long Grain and Wild Rice (already prepared per box instructions)</div><div>1 tsp. salt</div><div>1 tsp. pepper</div><div>1/2 tsp garlic salt</div><div>1/2 tsp.Mrs. Dash Original</div><div> </div><div> Sautee the onions, celery and carrots in butter and oil until onions just begin to carmelize - about 15 minutes or so on med/hi heat. Add salt, pepper, garlic salt and Mrs. Dash. Add water and boullion cubes and allow to come to a full rolling boil. As this is boiling - for about 20-25 minutes - prepare your chicken breast and Uncle Ben's rice. Cut chicken into small cubes/chunks after it's been cooked. Add cream of chicken soup and allow to boil until it is no longer lumpy. Add in the prepared rice and chicken. Let soup lightly boil for about 30 minutes to combine flavors. </div><div> </div><div>This would be delicious served with a crusty bread! </div><div> </div><div>Makes approximately 5 hearty bowls of soup. (If you are feeding a family of more than 4, I'd suggest to double the recipe.) If your family likes mushrooms, I think it would be good to do one can cream of chicken and one can cream of mushroom soup. </div></div></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-87638317442545340602011-10-18T20:17:00.006-05:002011-10-18T20:32:15.872-05:00Daria's 10 year Adoption Day Celebration<div><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3UiqE2cyM-A/Tp4nGgrIMRI/AAAAAAAABp8/lo2C66qolWc/s1600/DSC06894.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665008374082187538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3UiqE2cyM-A/Tp4nGgrIMRI/AAAAAAAABp8/lo2C66qolWc/s400/DSC06894.JPG" /></a>Daria and Cash below the Russian Flag. We fly the Russian flag for about a week around Daria's adoption day each year.<img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665009023689826610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MN6BwUAa8I4/Tp4nsUpqITI/AAAAAAAABqI/5Or5sgn-78w/s400/DSC06887.JPG" />For the past several years, Daddy makes a Russian "inspired" dinner. He made Chicken Kiev; creamy mashed potatoes; Russian sausage from the Russian grocery in Dallas; Russian Sok (juice) and Russian Chocolates. We also had broccoli and bread. It was yummy. <br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ka4NwnEarEs/Tp4l77il84I/AAAAAAAABpk/9xyKNOGWCxo/s1600/DSC06884.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665007092803957634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ka4NwnEarEs/Tp4l77il84I/AAAAAAAABpk/9xyKNOGWCxo/s400/DSC06884.JPG" /></a></div><div>It is hard to believe that ten years have flown so quickly! We have a wonderful little girl who is growing into a young lady right before our eyes!</div></div></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-89294401439414550122011-07-26T16:30:00.004-05:002011-07-26T16:38:32.445-05:00My how he's grown!<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6PQtKiUCzY0/Ti8zaZRdBCI/AAAAAAAABpc/t8jh0uqrIpE/s1600/DSC04418.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633778187417486370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6PQtKiUCzY0/Ti8zaZRdBCI/AAAAAAAABpc/t8jh0uqrIpE/s400/DSC04418.JPG" /></a>Last summer's family trip - 1 year 10 months<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FNIV5kgyHZc/Ti8zIJ3WnII/AAAAAAAABpU/xPbiHFWXIto/s1600/DSC06602.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633777874043837570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FNIV5kgyHZc/Ti8zIJ3WnII/AAAAAAAABpU/xPbiHFWXIto/s400/DSC06602.JPG" /></a>This summer's trip - 2 years 10 months<br /><div><br /><div><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-62003049337396507212011-07-07T20:17:00.008-05:002011-07-26T16:38:32.452-05:00Summer Pix<div><div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HrJg6uFgH_8/ThZkwbKdKOI/AAAAAAAABo8/hgxL4o57Z-g/s1600/DSC06662.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626795567534123234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HrJg6uFgH_8/ThZkwbKdKOI/AAAAAAAABo8/hgxL4o57Z-g/s320/DSC06662.JPG" /></a>In Sunday School this past Sunday, July 3.<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8IW7A5zEzXc/ThZkeCiMUwI/AAAAAAAABo0/7cBh2gJjv20/s1600/DSC06661.JPG"></a><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-19idKAebmFU/ThZkLoFgZLI/AAAAAAAABos/2JP6mtXrY34/s1600/DSC06657.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626794935347864754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-19idKAebmFU/ThZkLoFgZLI/AAAAAAAABos/2JP6mtXrY34/s320/DSC06657.JPG" /></a>D at Ridgecrest, NC<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9guhzBYJ0fg/ThZjr4zA7LI/AAAAAAAABok/IGffSR8O_HQ/s1600/DSC06617%25281%2529.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626794390077893810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9guhzBYJ0fg/ThZjr4zA7LI/AAAAAAAABok/IGffSR8O_HQ/s320/DSC06617%25281%2529.JPG" /></a>C at Ridgecrest, NC<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LqMLSWvCkRY/ThZjTP_qfiI/AAAAAAAABoc/yA9_iHMRqt0/s1600/DSC06612.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626793966808235554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LqMLSWvCkRY/ThZjTP_qfiI/AAAAAAAABoc/yA9_iHMRqt0/s320/DSC06612.JPG" /></a>C with his Day Camp on a hike. I took this picture from our hotel window :O) </div><div>He didn't know we were watching him. I like how he is the only one looking at the camera even though he didn't know.<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSBa53-CCvo/ThZbGIqx5pI/AAAAAAAABoU/8hWHzRuNMLQ/s1600/DSC06596.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626784945410270866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSBa53-CCvo/ThZbGIqx5pI/AAAAAAAABoU/8hWHzRuNMLQ/s320/DSC06596.JPG" /></a>On Father's Day<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-3512224537427369992011-01-22T17:49:00.002-06:002011-01-22T17:56:38.646-06:00How?Every now and then I check the Russian Data Bank of children available for adoption - just to make sure Viktoria is not back on there. She's not.<br /><br />She turned 6 years old this past week. I just pray that she is in a happy family.<br /><br />I decided to click on the children left from when Daria was there. It is unbelievable! There are still <a href="http://www.usynovite.ru/db/?do_search=1&s=2&y=2000&r%5B%5D=73">2 pages of girls </a>and <a href="http://www.usynovite.ru/db/?do_search=1&s=1&y=2000&r%5B%5D=73">3 pages of boys </a>who are Daria's age. They may have even been in Daria's room! These are beautiful boys and girls who need Mommies and Daddies and they are in a region where it will not happen! It just breaks my heart! If people from their own region do not adopt them, they will not be adopted.<br /><br />It just breaks my heart.Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-43142599667463509312011-01-10T09:27:00.006-06:002011-01-10T09:32:55.833-06:00Snow in East Texas<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TSsmbQT4cPI/AAAAAAAABnw/KWiEQxC2qsE/s1600/DSC05893.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560580414595690738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TSsmbQT4cPI/AAAAAAAABnw/KWiEQxC2qsE/s320/DSC05893.JPG" border="0" /></a> D and her friend made a big snowball - mostly with snow from the pad on the trampoline.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TSsmKA_GzLI/AAAAAAAABno/FIvI2npeL94/s1600/DSC05904.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560580118424243378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TSsmKA_GzLI/AAAAAAAABno/FIvI2npeL94/s320/DSC05904.JPG" border="0" /></a> They turned their big snowball into a snowbunny/snowman.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TSsloUt0usI/AAAAAAAABng/EHt7jkqiltY/s1600/DSC05892.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560579539604912834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TSsloUt0usI/AAAAAAAABng/EHt7jkqiltY/s320/DSC05892.JPG" border="0" /></a> C needed to mow the snow. He's a mowing man!<br /><br /><br /><div>Well, it wasn't quite the blizzard we'd hoped for, but we got out and played in it anyhow!</div></div></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-6481641245810485502010-11-16T14:15:00.008-06:002010-11-16T14:25:05.408-06:00This and That<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TOLn2O2GjPI/AAAAAAAABnI/gQ6y6Iv_GoQ/s1600/DSC05332.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540245410503101682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TOLn2O2GjPI/AAAAAAAABnI/gQ6y6Iv_GoQ/s320/DSC05332.JPG" /></a> Some Jack-O-Lantern carving pictures.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TOLnlTl5KqI/AAAAAAAABnA/v5uZBSY5vjc/s1600/DSC05337.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540245119719516834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TOLnlTl5KqI/AAAAAAAABnA/v5uZBSY5vjc/s320/DSC05337.JPG" /></a> On our first cool day I made some hot spiced tea and C drank it up<br />in his tiny little cup like Grandpa.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TOLnZ7SqE0I/AAAAAAAABm4/Y_UVWooF0E4/s1600/DSC05345.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540244924217824066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TOLnZ7SqE0I/AAAAAAAABm4/Y_UVWooF0E4/s320/DSC05345.JPG" /></a><br />People say that we live in the best small town in Texas. I guess so! Our firemen come right into the house and carry the trash out for us! That's service!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TOLnNiwBZLI/AAAAAAAABmw/u8jn69kRXoE/s1600/DSC05354.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540244711471670450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TOLnNiwBZLI/AAAAAAAABmw/u8jn69kRXoE/s320/DSC05354.JPG" /></a><br /><br />For Halloween supper I made Mummies. I said, "I guess I could cut them in half and do them at Christmas and they could be baby Jesus in swaddling clothes." </div><div>But Hubby said, "I wouldn't want to eat Jesus!"<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TOLnD2mWBUI/AAAAAAAABmo/QdoRwv0LGLU/s1600/DSC05349.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540244545001096514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TOLnD2mWBUI/AAAAAAAABmo/QdoRwv0LGLU/s320/DSC05349.JPG" /></a><br /><br />We finally got a good bit of rain. I keep getting in trouble for letting C leave his wagon out where it can get rained in. Oopsie.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TOLm3LVWiwI/AAAAAAAABmg/NKJCImbcG8Y/s1600/DSC05356.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540244327228672770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TOLm3LVWiwI/AAAAAAAABmg/NKJCImbcG8Y/s320/DSC05356.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-76076729765773252042010-11-15T08:48:00.009-06:002010-11-15T09:06:56.848-06:00D is 10!!A couple weeks ago we celebrated D's 10th birthday. I CANNOT believe my baby girl is double digits now! Here are a few pics of the festivities.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539790777313389186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TOFKXGO_6oI/AAAAAAAABmI/QrbR0a8_DrY/s320/DSC05358.JPG" /> <div><div><div><div>Our tradition is to take a picture of D going to bed one age and waking up the next age. I don't know what we'll do next year for 11 - add a big toe??<br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539791141221402994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TOFKsR5biXI/AAAAAAAABmQ/N1MH3pxexic/s320/DSC05367.JPG" /><br /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539788812972318290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TOFIkwfl3lI/AAAAAAAABlw/hi0L2LMovNc/s320/DSC05288.JPG" /></div>On the Thursday before her birthday we were in Dallas for her eye doctor appointment so we celebrated with Grandma, Grandpa and Aunt D. Grandma made a homemade cake - yummy.<br /><br /><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539790237691178994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TOFJ3r_Cb_I/AAAAAAAABmA/B7T0wiUg9GM/s320/DSC05296.JPG" />Before her friends arrived for the party.<br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539789484343333026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TOFJL1i6kKI/AAAAAAAABl4/OziJni1q704/s320/DSC05302.JPG" />On the Friday before (her birthday was mid-week) she had a sleepover. Here they are doing "cheers" with the ice cream cone cups over pizza and cheese balls.<br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>On her actual birthday, November 3, it was a school day so I put a candle in her pancake that morning and we sang happy birthday again. It wasn't Walt Disney World this year, but I think she partied sufficiently for a 10 year old :O)<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-63666182735979988042010-10-28T13:40:00.009-05:002010-10-28T13:54:51.333-05:00Fall Festival - 2010<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TMnFc9JWdGI/AAAAAAAABlo/vMqYee4tGlA/s1600/DSC05277.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533170718442157154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TMnFc9JWdGI/AAAAAAAABlo/vMqYee4tGlA/s320/DSC05277.JPG" /></a> We had a great time at the Fall Festival this year! C ate and ate and ate! He had more candy last night that I think he's had in his entire life! He also had a hot dog weiner, popcorn and some cotton candy. D ate half a lollipop and didn't get her hot dog till right before we left, so she ate a weiner and some fritos on the way home.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TMnFPwNmRyI/AAAAAAAABlg/H93LxwlWgh8/s1600/DSC05236.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533170491632011042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TMnFPwNmRyI/AAAAAAAABlg/H93LxwlWgh8/s320/DSC05236.JPG" /></a> Thanks Debbie B for the<a href="http://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/easy-scarecrow-cake/c50ed0cb-d98a-4773-9ec6-02f937a96610"> idea for the Scarecrow cake</a>. I didn't buy enough fruit roll ups, so he's a little bare in the hair department :O) I made him and 2 dozen of the spider cupcakes below as well as a German Chocolate cake for the Cake Walk that the Sanctuary Choir hosts each year. I started baking when Hubby and D left for work/school and only got finished about 4:30 p.m.!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TMnFIVhn9UI/AAAAAAAABlY/kr_SnYhxvmA/s1600/DSC05230.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533170364209165634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TMnFIVhn9UI/AAAAAAAABlY/kr_SnYhxvmA/s320/DSC05230.JPG" /></a> Here's the Baker's little helper!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TMnE1h9-OcI/AAAAAAAABlI/3VMlF0KTuGo/s1600/DSC05214.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533170041131776450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TMnE1h9-OcI/AAAAAAAABlI/3VMlF0KTuGo/s320/DSC05214.JPG" /></a><br /><div><div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>I have SUPER KIDS! </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533169787415516994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TMnEmwzTV0I/AAAAAAAABlA/6ZENXGNsZQU/s320/DSC05244.JPG" /> (look at those big feet on Superman - he's wearing an 8! D didn't wear that size till she was nearly 5 years old!)<br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533169510820223858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TMnEWqZ2G3I/AAAAAAAABk4/eZock2ZnnCo/s320/DSC05240.JPG" /></div></div><br /><p> </p></div></div></div></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-17272217583325124682010-10-12T15:53:00.003-05:002010-10-12T16:00:07.490-05:00Happy Family Day - D!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TLTLBD8qpRI/AAAAAAAABkw/DZi9WEnYm8w/s1600/DSC05102.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527265861790508306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TLTLBD8qpRI/AAAAAAAABkw/DZi9WEnYm8w/s320/DSC05102.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Nine years ago today the judge said "Da!" I can't believe it's already been nine years!! The time has flown so quickly it's scares me to think how quickly the next 9 years will pass!</div><div> </div><div>I love you so, so, so!</div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-10757745959846587252010-10-10T13:28:00.010-05:002010-10-10T14:09:49.572-05:00I made my goal . . .<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TLIGdRv33cI/AAAAAAAABkI/KblcQnAxl0c/s1600/DSC05099.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526486792787189186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TLIGdRv33cI/AAAAAAAABkI/KblcQnAxl0c/s320/DSC05099.JPG" /></a>Please bear with me for a momentary tooting of my own horn . . .<br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div>I haven't said much on the blog, but in January I set a goal that by <strong>10-10-10</strong> I would wear a size 10 again. This morning the tag in my dress read "10!"</div><div></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526494169307461538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TLINKpbWt6I/AAAAAAAABko/YfvftCRNtfU/s320/DSC05101.JPG" /></div><div></div><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526492898865255554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TLIMAsqVFII/AAAAAAAABkg/70kx36dQATY/s320/DSC05091.JPG" /> I actually achieved the goal back in August when I wore a size 10 dress to church on my birthday and I had also bought a couple pairs of size 10 jeans. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526487349925127826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TLIG9tP6JpI/AAAAAAAABkQ/mudghdQ6Ib4/s320/DSC04785.JPG" />Now, I am realistically a comfy size 12 with a few 10's fitting in here and there. I'd like to lose about 15 more pounds so that 10 is my main size with a few 8's popping in every now and then.<br /><br /><br /><br />I know that size 10 to many people is still big. But I don't have aspirations of being tiny - I've never been and I never will be. When I got married 15 1/2 years ago, I wore size 10/12. So that was the focus of my goal. I just wanted to be able to shop again in the "regular" sizes. To be able to be "average" and to reach for a normal size on the rack and be pretty sure it would fit. I was so proud when I was finally able to move out of the plus sizes! It is <strong><em>not</em></strong> a happy place to have to shop!<br /><br /><br /><br />I've lost about 60 pounds since January. Over the years of struggling with infertility and the emotional roller coaster of adoption, my weight had crept up and up. In the years of waiting for and then losing Viktoria, it <em>really</em> crept up. But I truly didn't realize that it had gotten as bad as it was. I'd been in a size 18W and some 20W's creeping in here and there for several years. But I didn't "see" myself the way others must have seen me. Actually I looked to myself pretty much the same as I look in the current pictures above. But . . .<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526490601479237970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TLIJ6-O0cVI/AAAAAAAABkY/uqaZ2oDw-0c/s320/FamilyPic.jpg" /><br />. . . pictures surely don't lie. My "Ah-Ha" moment was last Christmas when we had our Family Portraits done and I couldn't <strong><em>believe</em></strong> that was me! Surely I didn't really look like that! But the worst thing was that we got so many <em>compliments </em>on the picture! I will admit, the rest of my family really did look great, but if people thought "that" picture was of me looking GOOD? Something had to be done - and that was when it clicked.<br /><br />So on January 4 I started focusing on my goal of being in a size 10 again by 10-10-10. It really helped to have that to focus on.<br /><br /><br />I started out by just making a few changes that Dr. Oz had outlined in his shows. Automate breakfasts (Oatmeal and turkey bacon); eat almonds (100 calorie snack each afternoon); eat yogurt (morning snack); take fish oil; drink lots of water; really watch portions; exercise at least 30 minutes per day. I did this for a few weeks and I saw results! Then I started really focusing on calorie counting along with these previous changes. I did very well for a couple weeks and then I figured, "if this is working - less calories and more exercise would really work!" WRONG. I dropped my calories too low (1000-1200) and my weight loss stalled. It took me nearly 3 weeks to realize this. So that is when I settled on keeping my calories between 1400-1600 each day; drinking about 100 oz of water and exercising at least 30 minutes, but most days closer to an hour. Steadily the weight just disappeared - about 8 pounds per month. In the last several months it has slowed way down, but I've also relaxed on my calorie counting and have held fairly steady.<br /><br />Ok, end of horn tooting. Back to pictures of cute kids and fun family times!Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-11481744636232624932010-10-08T20:42:00.013-05:002010-10-08T21:15:44.320-05:00Long Time No PostI'll add some pictures for our recent trip to SW Texas. We were surprised there were "mountains" there, weren't expecting that! We stayed in a log cabin and visited Lost Maples State Park. <div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><br /><div>We ate at a place called <strong>Mac and Ernie's</strong> that Guy Fieri visited for Diners, Drive-ins & Dives - <a href="http://www.macandernies.com/video.htm">click here</a>. I must admit I'm kind of a snoot when it comes to going to Dives, but when I learned he'd featured it on his show, I was better about it. The food was pretty good! </div><br /><div>Ok, here are the pics!</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525862020920130306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TK_OOxLEOwI/AAAAAAAABj4/90OEQL2KIKM/s320/DSC04945.JPG" /></div>Here we are cooking our first supper outside our log cabin. Grandma and Grandpa stayed in another cabin called, Little Feather.<br /><br /><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525861567205632066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TK_N0W9GaEI/AAAAAAAABjw/VYuEBqsTX2w/s320/DSC04940.JPG" /> D was excited to climb her first tree.<br /><div></div><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525861333706727874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TK_NmxGn4cI/AAAAAAAABjo/-mfuVByCDr4/s320/DSC04943.JPG" /> When we were unloading the car, we had a little shower and this pretty rainbow appeared over the mountain. <br /><div></div><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525860744878769650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TK_NEfjGRfI/AAAAAAAABjg/rAg8tc3AwbM/s320/DSC04971.JPG" /><br />We hiked in Lost Maples State Park, I like this picture of D & C walking together.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525859440528099266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TK_L4kdqh8I/AAAAAAAABjY/gVKhb80vhbM/s320/DSC04973.JPG" /> Walking across the rock bridge over the stream.<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525859074746586914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TK_LjR0jlyI/AAAAAAAABjQ/WddsP8yaT9M/s320/DSC04957.JPG" /> There were lots of beautiful butterflies. I was happy with the way this picture turned out!<br /><div></div><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525858488379708514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TK_LBJbzFGI/AAAAAAAABjI/GOKIaFVs_B0/s320/DSC04981.JPG" /><br />C "fishing" with Mommy (he didn't have a hook!)<br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525858198683767218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TK_KwSO50bI/AAAAAAAABjA/oPE_Fbrdv1c/s320/DSC04992.JPG" /> Daria looked so forward to fishing, but didn't get a nibble - yes, she had a hook. Maybe next time?<br /><br /><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525857940408574850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TK_KhQFTI4I/AAAAAAAABi4/cdxjCIxZMFA/s320/DSC04999.JPG" /> We enjoyed wading (D actually swam) in this spring fed part of the Sabinal River which was on the property of our cabins. The water was so clear.<br /><div></div><br /><div></div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525857330188218386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TK_J9u1bcBI/AAAAAAAABiw/27K_O8n16Ls/s320/DSC05019.JPG" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br />D and I rode horses on Saturday. She has ridden a few horses before, but doesn't really remember it. But never before for this long and all on her on. We had a trail ride of 30-45 minutes. The horse she rode is named Red.Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-8552860277860190522010-09-19T15:02:00.008-05:002010-09-19T15:12:12.717-05:00D's 4th Grade Texas Project<div>D made a mobile for her first Texas History Project. It had to have four official symbols of Texas. </div><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518719179581423266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TJZt2roV_qI/AAAAAAAABio/lz2ao3V5NBY/s320/DSC04914.JPG" /><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518718899215074194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TJZtmXLzA5I/AAAAAAAABig/T__v76pCKdc/s320/DSC04915.JPG" /> This is the eco-friendly portion of the project, a recycled Texas shaped Lone Star Flag from 3rd grade! I'm glad it was still tacked to my kitchen bulletin board - this was the easiest part of the project.<br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518718694462582498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TJZtaca_7uI/AAAAAAAABiY/Vco-XYn9bh0/s320/DSC04916.JPG" /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518718494459869186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TJZtOzWouAI/AAAAAAAABiQ/3TpSLHRh7pg/s320/DSC04917.JPG" /><br />This was the most time consuming part of the project, she made the armadillo from papier mache.<br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518718254304818642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TJZtA0tNddI/AAAAAAAABiI/s8Vi9pu515A/s320/DSC04918.JPG" /></div></div></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-57376957898389819342010-08-23T12:34:00.004-05:002010-08-23T12:42:24.424-05:00The First Day of FOURTH Grade!<div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/THKyd57FiGI/AAAAAAAABhw/mYMP7RKJQTw/s1600/DSC04834.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508661521062135906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/THKyd57FiGI/AAAAAAAABhw/mYMP7RKJQTw/s320/DSC04834.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Unimaginable!!<br /><br />My baby girl started Fourth Grade today. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508661977792479938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/THKy4fYFgsI/AAAAAAAABh4/dsSoB2SIVio/s320/DSC04831.JPG" /><br />She had to carry all her supplies to school with her this morning and that backpack probably weighed at least 15 pounds! We have always taken her supplies to "meet the teacher" in the past. But she has 4 different teachers this year. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>It seems just yesterday <a href="http://russianadoptiondva.blogspot.com/2006/08/first-day-of-kindergarten.html">she was starting Kindergarten</a>!</div></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-89494895851525621922010-07-28T08:56:00.006-05:002010-11-15T09:24:35.495-06:00Hot Stuff<div> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498956576497281506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TFA33yFrKeI/AAAAAAAABho/eHWTM5NThjE/s320/DSC04687.JPG" /><br /><br /><div>C likes hot stuff. The last several times we've eaten at Mexican Food Restaurants he has wanted to dip his chips in the salsa. Then he started drinking it! He just picks his little dip cup up and guzzles it down! Tough little dude! His Grandaddy will be proud!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539797588303330658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TOFQjjJivWI/AAAAAAAABmY/UF1YXwLPQAA/s320/DSC04686%25281%2529.JPG" /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TFA3un3qRjI/AAAAAAAABhg/9StsZiDD1Pg/s1600/DSC04686(1).JPG"></a></div></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-47494069827010891382010-07-20T14:14:00.009-05:002010-07-20T14:23:33.855-05:00Summer Fun<div><div><div><div>It's that time again! Swimming lessons.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TEX2o5abm8I/AAAAAAAABhI/Cd15-aPWX9A/s1600/DSC04633.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496070102742440898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TEX2o5abm8I/AAAAAAAABhI/Cd15-aPWX9A/s320/DSC04633.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TEX3D7iQHOI/AAAAAAAABhY/7y3nCd0pjPA/s1600/DSC04643.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496070567168580834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TEX3D7iQHOI/AAAAAAAABhY/7y3nCd0pjPA/s320/DSC04643.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div><br />D has been taking lessons since she was four so this is her 6th summer of lessons.</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496069488711799058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TEX2FJ-HkRI/AAAAAAAABgw/Kt-oelgUs0k/s400/DSC04631.JPG" /><br /><br /><div></div><div>C has been a really good boy to sit in his stroller and watch the big kids. </div><br /><div></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496069630204970882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TEX2NZEuB4I/AAAAAAAABg4/6H36NPBtXK0/s400/DSC04629.JPG" /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-91311326736731785652010-07-04T16:58:00.009-05:002010-07-18T16:34:59.349-05:00July 4thThe kids are still feeling a little puny, Daddy's got it now too - poor Daddy. Mommy is getting better but still not best. <div><div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>Aunt D sent the kids some July 4th shirts (along with some other goodies) so I took some pix this morning after they finished feeding the rabbit.</div><div><br /></div><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490176116036016818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TDEGFt6pGrI/AAAAAAAABgo/TS5o4h6W54Y/s400/DSC04586.JPG" /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>I broke down and bought C some of the new Huggies diapers that look like blue jeans. They're really pretty cute, I think.<br /><div></div></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Edited: REVIEW OF HUGGIES BLUE JEAN DIAPERS</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Yes, they're cute and C liked them. Thumbs down on absorbancy. We went through them really quick because we were changing lots of diapers. We're back to our regular old Luvs size 4. We love Luvs.<br /></span></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490175725376911490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TDEFu-mQOII/AAAAAAAABgg/5GF4Xr6xsvQ/s400/DSC04590.JPG" /> Here is C giving the baby a "kiss." <div><br />Here is Mommy trying to get a picture of the cute diaper.<br /><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490175264842358226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TDEFUK-QndI/AAAAAAAABgY/LV2Oaq7ub3Q/s400/DSC04591.JPG" /><br /><br />This is what most pictures end up looking like when trying to get a picture of our little Taz! Thank goodness for digital cameras where we can take oodles of pictures in order to get ONE good one!<br /><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490174878807637858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TDEE9s4aP2I/AAAAAAAABgQ/yo7FKvsGrIs/s400/DSC04587.JPG" /><br /><br /><div></div>We're making homemade vanilla ice cream right now, the machine is sounding like it's almost ready!<br /><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490174474261989938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TDEEmJ1NijI/AAAAAAAABgI/v8r872Utpmc/s400/DSC04593.JPG" /><br /><div></div></div></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-88040207940124768552010-06-30T10:25:00.027-05:002010-10-09T22:24:37.188-05:00Home from VacationWe originally had planned to go to the Gulf Shores area for vacation, but had to change our plans about 6 weeks ago, due to the oil spill. We decided to go on a cruise to someplace with a beach. We cruised out of New Orleans to Progreso, Yucatan and Cozumel. It was fun, but a little harder with a toddler and all the "stuff" a toddler requires. But we made great family memories! Here are some pictures ...<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488622351354074578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCuA8ta6ldI/AAAAAAAABfs/0fEeFo91aY4/s400/DSC04417.JPG" /><br />ON OUR WAY! NEW ORLEANS, HERE WE COME JUST 6 HOURS TO GO!<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488621893207921762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCuAiCsXFGI/AAAAAAAABfk/sE0ZcZkqpEM/s400/DSC04426.JPG" /><br />D, THE FIRST TIME SHE FIGURED OUT JACOB'S LADDER!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488621334978153378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCuABjIAy6I/AAAAAAAABfc/yKIgqZ5yY-M/s400/DSC04436.JPG" /> FATHER'S DAY DINNER AT LANDRY'S SEAFOOD IN THE FRENCH QUARTER. I guess the pink hue is from all the neon lights.<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488620528116472306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCt_SlVMmfI/AAAAAAAABfU/sTDe6uKJSWU/s400/DSC04439.JPG" /> OUR LITTLE CAJUN'S FIRST TASTE OF <a href="http://www.cafedumonde.com/beignet.html">BEIGNET FROM CAFE DU MONDE </a>IN THE FRENCH QUARTER. HE LOVED IT!! NOW, WE'RE ON OUR WAY TO THE CRUISE PORT!!<br /><br /><div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488619683865142450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCt-hcP_pLI/AAAAAAAABfM/AC7sAjjKS_Y/s400/DSC04445.JPG" /><br />IN OUR CABIN ON THE CARNIVAL TRIUMPH, RIVIERA DECK #1230. WE WEREN'T REQUIRED TO WEAR OUR LIFE VESTS TO THE MUSTER DRILL, BUT THE KIDS WANTED TO TRY THEM ON ANYHOW.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488619099392077330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCt9_a6wbhI/AAAAAAAABfE/Mthi2cPgldQ/s400/DSC04453.JPG" /> BYE BYE NEW ORLEANS, WE'RE ON OUR WAY - HOOOOOOONNNNNNKKKKK!!!!<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488618693820847842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCt9n0DCluI/AAAAAAAABe8/FqsKPK4UNx0/s400/DSC04460.JPG" /><br />FORMAL NIGHT IN THE PARIS DINING ROOM.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488598072393977554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCtq3fPvztI/AAAAAAAABe0/JkArHSUMVDI/s400/DSC04475.JPG" /> D IN THE ROME LOUNGE WITH HER CAMP CARNIVAL GROUP. THE SHOW WAS REALLY GOOD! C WAS WONDERFUL THROUGHOUT THE SHOW, IT MESMERIZED HIM.<br /><div><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488597591069221842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCtqbeK-49I/AAAAAAAABes/bT_O8mvgrCo/s400/DSC04478.JPG" /><br />SHOPPING IN PROGRESO. IS THAT HANNAH MONTANA??!!</div><div><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488596929582534210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCtp098RDkI/AAAAAAAABek/vn6B82apETc/s400/DSC04492.JPG" /><br />MY GORGEOUS BEACH BABY!<br /><br /><div><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488596442208840610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCtpYmVUq6I/AAAAAAAABec/I2r6gqhByQs/s400/DSC04499.JPG" /><br /><br />MY BEAUTIFUL LITTLE MERMAID!<br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488595953257954066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCto8I2WOxI/AAAAAAAABeU/8tpVwHwtk1g/s400/DSC04502.JPG" /><br />BURYING SISTER IN THE SAND. WE DIDN'T GET TOO FAR.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488595317190245762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCtoXHT_PYI/AAAAAAAABeM/CphrZaJtfhY/s400/DSC04506.JPG" /><br />MOMMY AND C IN THE POOL AT THE REEF CLUB BEACH RESORT PROGRESO.<br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488594670094247922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCtnxcsR5_I/AAAAAAAABeE/wFrR6VkaNzI/s400/DSC04519.JPG" /><br />D AT CHANKANAAB PARK IN COZUMEL HOLDING A PARROT AND AN IGUANA ON HER SHOULDER!<br /><br /><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488594128417844802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCtnR6yj7kI/AAAAAAAABd8/MJLmlzfz9qI/s400/DSC04520.JPG" /> C WASN'T SO SURE ABOUT THE PARROT.<br /><br /><div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488593288754684866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCtmhCzQ48I/AAAAAAAABd0/7tvPU8_Lo0Y/s400/DSC04528.JPG" /> MOMMY AND D SWAM WITH AND RODE ON TITAN THE DOLPHIN!<br /><br /><div></div><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488592379118788690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCtlsGJKoFI/AAAAAAAABds/ifwx3J-0AqI/s400/DSC04537.JPG" /><br />D RIDING THE ZONKEY IN COZUMEL.<br /><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488591635524822514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCtlA0CjJfI/AAAAAAAABdk/LHmu7gD7nqw/s400/DSC04547(1).JPG" /><br />MOMMY AT LUNCH IN THE PARIS DINING ROOM ON THE LAST FULL DAY AT SEA.<br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488591049479669762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCtkes2fyAI/AAAAAAAABdc/I6N3nFcoA9I/s400/DSC04566.JPG" /> C WITH OUR WONDERFUL WAITER, JAYA, FROM INDONESIA.<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488589478593105250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCtjDQ19DWI/AAAAAAAABdU/RC5es-0l2J0/s400/DSC04567.JPG" /><br />D OUTSIDE THE DINING ROOM WITH THE PICTURE OF MOSCOW IN THE BACKGROUND.<br /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488588993710177938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TCtinCg2vpI/AAAAAAAABdM/BoGV9YDzhbU/s400/DSC04572.JPG" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br />ON OUR WAY HOME FROM NEW ORLEANS. 'NUFF SAID.Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-59421310632516435082010-06-18T13:40:00.005-05:002010-06-18T13:47:37.354-05:00D's new "do"<div><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484186349074829586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TBu-bZKm0RI/AAAAAAAABc0/gehwG6GV3Bk/s400/DSC04413.JPG" /><br /><br /><div>D got her hair cut yesterday. She loves it! Mommy and Daddy think it's real cute, too.</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484186037687754050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TBu-JRKJHUI/AAAAAAAABcs/7SY8JjXzE1Q/s400/DSC04414.JPG" /> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TBu_JKcXvJI/AAAAAAAABdE/504aFB3S6A4/s1600/DSC04412.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484187135396789394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/TBu_JKcXvJI/AAAAAAAABdE/504aFB3S6A4/s400/DSC04412.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-11062354755316669752010-05-02T16:06:00.001-05:002010-05-02T16:07:51.716-05:00Watch Extreme Home Makeover Tonight!Tonight's episode of Extreme Home Makeover features a family originally from our small town in East Texas. They now live about an hour away. They have adopted several special needs children from Kazahkstan. <a href="http://www.kltv.com/Global/story.asp?S=12042879"> Here is a link </a>to a report about the show and the family.Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-12383171236022272252010-04-27T07:55:00.003-05:002010-04-27T07:58:52.357-05:00TAKS TEST DAY FOR D<div>Today D will take her first State Standardized Test which is called the TAKS test in Texas. 3rd grade is the first time it's given. She was a good bit nervous last night.<br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div>The kids are supposed to eat a good, big breakfast on TAKS test day. So, I made her favorite pancakes and bacon. Since today is the math portion of the test, her pancakes were shaped like a plus and minus sign. I also made two dots (not pictured, they were still on the griddle) to turn the minus into a division sign. She could look at the plus sign sideways for the multiplication sign, so she was covered!</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464800911059406434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/S9bfeY_tTmI/AAAAAAAABcE/SaVjnrKVMmE/s400/DSC04199.JPG" /><br /><p></p><p></p><p></p><div><br /></div><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464800762433325234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/S9bfVvUfSLI/AAAAAAAABb8/RUXm2yqwiXE/s400/DSC04198.JPG" /><br /><br /><div></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-39634375109072657652010-04-25T20:30:00.003-05:002010-04-25T20:33:38.512-05:00Pictures of DWell, they're not the best example of my photography, but here we go. <div><div></div><div> </div><div>I took them before we left to take D to Sunday School and the sun was so bright. We were going to take more when she got home from church, but she came straight in and changed into play clothes so we didn't get more in her pretty dress.</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464253202267478450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/S9TtVivxmbI/AAAAAAAABb0/BQCRPrsbJsk/s400/DSC04178.JPG" /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464253076563503362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/S9TtOOdnKQI/AAAAAAAABbs/0bIbksiDpG8/s400/DSC04181.JPG" /><br /><br /><div></div></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-21525173318142231632010-04-25T10:14:00.010-05:002010-04-25T11:07:51.114-05:00Sick?Well, we're home this morning with Mr. C having the yucky nose/cough sickies. He's still going and playing, but we can't go to church nursery like this and I really do not think he'd make it through the church service in my arms at this active, noisey age!<br /><div><br /><div>Anyhow, this is what Mr. C was up to this morning:</div><div></div><div></div></div><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dycoToAXl7_k_0SfF8--NqAiReNX4wpfotlxapIpI-tg3KM_3AUUOGcQ_hdqrzN4Ls4BTjSYZQwvQr9HMJ_KQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><div></div><div> </div><div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">p.s. Pictures of sister coming later. We tried taking some this morning in her pretty dress before Sunday School, but the sun was too bright.</span> </div></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1771742929677133875.post-72288680329432576282010-04-08T20:38:00.004-05:002010-04-08T20:42:16.446-05:00Silly Boy<div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left">Last night while cleaning in D's room, D and I were busy doing something and I looked over and saw C! I whispered to D to run and get me the camera fast . . . here is what he was doing-</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457946664743462978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-yWwqyK498/S76FkvsP6EI/AAAAAAAABak/f7ey7lpaS90/s400/DSC04071.JPG" />Riding on D's Barbie VW Bug!Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07850771429703737380noreply@blogger.com0