tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4804816658878603142024-03-13T20:56:49.138-07:00Good Timessarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.comBlogger79125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-89058236401069750132010-04-09T19:47:00.000-07:002010-04-09T20:08:09.412-07:00Christmas 2009 - New Year's Day 2010I'm so far behind, I'll never catch up. And, admit it, you only want to see pictures of the kids anyway. ;) Look for more posts like this in the near future!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S7_pWuAJ_hI/AAAAAAAABBg/plfZgyo-tRQ/s1600/christmas+2009+002.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S7_pWuAJ_hI/AAAAAAAABBg/plfZgyo-tRQ/s320/christmas+2009+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458337849911410194" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S7_pXQZfcbI/AAAAAAAABBw/_LlE31uqbWk/s1600/DSCN0014.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S7_pXQZfcbI/AAAAAAAABBw/_LlE31uqbWk/s320/DSCN0014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458337859144479154" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S7_pXDRCI_I/AAAAAAAABBo/Qt45cJ1cHB8/s1600/christmas+2009+005.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S7_pXDRCI_I/AAAAAAAABBo/Qt45cJ1cHB8/s320/christmas+2009+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458337855619343346" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S7_qxd3y0SI/AAAAAAAABCQ/9_ML_RhGADk/s1600/DSCN0088.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S7_qxd3y0SI/AAAAAAAABCQ/9_ML_RhGADk/s320/DSCN0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458339408949465378" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S7_qw42MNyI/AAAAAAAABCI/VRrqjjcN9Y8/s1600/DSCN0151.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S7_qw42MNyI/AAAAAAAABCI/VRrqjjcN9Y8/s320/DSCN0151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458339399010629410" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S7_pYGF_eMI/AAAAAAAABCA/VDhCm7cG8Wc/s1600/DSCN0063.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S7_pYGF_eMI/AAAAAAAABCA/VDhCm7cG8Wc/s320/DSCN0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458337873558206658" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S7_pX2tcNGI/AAAAAAAABB4/z3oBPMlZ4JE/s1600/DSCN0058.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S7_pX2tcNGI/AAAAAAAABB4/z3oBPMlZ4JE/s320/DSCN0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458337869428700258" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S7_pXQZfcbI/AAAAAAAABBw/_LlE31uqbWk/s1600/DSCN0014.JPG"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S7_pXDRCI_I/AAAAAAAABBo/Qt45cJ1cHB8/s1600/christmas+2009+005.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S7_pWuAJ_hI/AAAAAAAABBg/plfZgyo-tRQ/s1600/christmas+2009+002.jpg"><br /></a>sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-18056019696302135322010-01-16T21:14:00.000-08:002010-01-16T21:26:11.747-08:00NovemberIn November we went to the zoo & a few other fun places around town.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KeAljDzGI/AAAAAAAABBA/OFGlKnYj-1g/s1600-h/11-24-09+003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KeAljDzGI/AAAAAAAABBA/OFGlKnYj-1g/s320/11-24-09+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427574233851219042" border="0" /></a>But the best part of November was Turkey Day! We had a great time at Rob & Kim's house.<br />Playing games...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KeBgCQN3I/AAAAAAAABBY/NzCOxgXt8Vw/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KeBgCQN3I/AAAAAAAABBY/NzCOxgXt8Vw/s320/Thanksgiving+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427574249551312754" border="0" /></a>Lily was fascinated by cousin Sarah's headband.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KeBVyOgJI/AAAAAAAABBQ/9luVwrcBQhw/s1600-h/Lily+7.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KeBVyOgJI/AAAAAAAABBQ/9luVwrcBQhw/s320/Lily+7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427574246799736978" border="0" /></a>But the best part was Chris proposed to Tereasa after dinner! It was a complete surprise to most of us, but we couldn't be happier!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KeBHpnvJI/AAAAAAAABBI/DJ-VJhgfAzk/s1600-h/Chris+Proposal+to+Thearesa.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KeBHpnvJI/AAAAAAAABBI/DJ-VJhgfAzk/s320/Chris+Proposal+to+Thearesa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427574243005545618" border="0" /></a>sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-43839747836822166652010-01-16T19:33:00.000-08:002010-01-16T21:12:54.901-08:00August - OctoberI know, I know...its been a long time since I posted anything but we've been busy. Here goes...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">August & September:</span></span><br /><br />Lily turned 6 months old in August.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KIP6FMQoI/AAAAAAAAA-g/1CsNwtWHBTU/s1600-h/9-5-09+033.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KIP6FMQoI/AAAAAAAAA-g/1CsNwtWHBTU/s320/9-5-09+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427550307805315714" border="0" /></a> She doesn't seem to want to crawl but is scooting around on her bum. Sometimes she tries to use the furniture with funny results. She knows how to get where she wants to go so that's all that matters. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KIRpCuxCI/AAAAAAAAA_A/kw5YqLSUKCg/s1600-h/9-5-09+020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KIRpCuxCI/AAAAAAAAA_A/kw5YqLSUKCg/s320/9-5-09+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427550337591329826" border="0" /></a> She really likes sweet potatoes & carrots.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KIQZtDqmI/AAAAAAAAA-o/xo64pr5F5wk/s1600-h/9-21-09+028.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KIQZtDqmI/AAAAAAAAA-o/xo64pr5F5wk/s320/9-21-09+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427550316294023778" border="0" /></a><br />Max is enjoying school. He has made a lot of new friends & we've gone on a few playdates so far. At home (if we're not outside) Max has really been into building elaborate structures with his blocks.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KIQntyLrI/AAAAAAAAA-w/O7HoPVP-eX8/s1600-h/9-5-09+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KIQntyLrI/AAAAAAAAA-w/O7HoPVP-eX8/s320/9-5-09+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427550320055168690" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KIRFY_0VI/AAAAAAAAA-4/Qn1Wr4o2IS0/s1600-h/9-5-09+006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KIRFY_0VI/AAAAAAAAA-4/Qn1Wr4o2IS0/s320/9-5-09+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427550328021045586" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">October:</span></span><br />The sunflowers Max & Pop-pop planted in July grew tall & Max had a great time checking on their progress every day.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KL4RVJ8LI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/SXvsy0SqDB8/s1600-h/10-26-09+006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KL4RVJ8LI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/SXvsy0SqDB8/s320/10-26-09+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427554299775938738" border="0" /></a><br />I got to play with my camera a bit more.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KL4kosK1I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/2UfvrXzqwXk/s1600-h/10-26-09+016.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KL4kosK1I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/2UfvrXzqwXk/s320/10-26-09+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427554304958147410" border="0" /></a>The kids & I took a trip to NW Arkansas to see the newest member of the family. Maggie was born to my cousin Brad & his lovely wife Christal. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KX3F5oPyI/AAAAAAAABAg/TOE6TQ4LbOM/s1600-h/Sip+and+See+Arkansas+017.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KX3F5oPyI/AAAAAAAABAg/TOE6TQ4LbOM/s320/Sip+and+See+Arkansas+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427567473667358498" border="0" /></a>We got to see lots of family & had a great time catching up!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KaDvNgTWI/AAAAAAAABAw/x-ZbHZnguYc/s1600-h/Sip+and+See+Arkansas+154.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KaDvNgTWI/AAAAAAAABAw/x-ZbHZnguYc/s320/Sip+and+See+Arkansas+154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427569889938263394" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KaDZ3poPI/AAAAAAAABAo/FOZSO5VRZFA/s1600-h/Sip+and+See+Arkansas+050.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KaDZ3poPI/AAAAAAAABAo/FOZSO5VRZFA/s320/Sip+and+See+Arkansas+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427569884209455346" border="0" /></a><br /> Max had a great time playing with his cousins. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KaEAWsHpI/AAAAAAAABA4/5BmcgHeO5GY/s1600-h/Sip+and+See+Arkansas+142.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KaEAWsHpI/AAAAAAAABA4/5BmcgHeO5GY/s320/Sip+and+See+Arkansas+142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427569894540189330" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KXf63j9cI/AAAAAAAABAI/iHyD-b7dau4/s1600-h/Sip+and+See+Arkansas+092.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KXf63j9cI/AAAAAAAABAI/iHyD-b7dau4/s320/Sip+and+See+Arkansas+092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427567075568907714" border="0" /></a><br />Lily isn't quite sure what to make of Maggie.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KXggFke7I/AAAAAAAABAY/GKEKVlI0iaw/s1600-h/Sip+and+See+Arkansas+158.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KXggFke7I/AAAAAAAABAY/GKEKVlI0iaw/s320/Sip+and+See+Arkansas+158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427567085559774130" border="0" /></a>Max & Pop-pop even carved a jack o'lantern!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KXgSZgX4I/AAAAAAAABAQ/8knd8PjMl9Q/s1600-h/Sip+and+See+Arkansas+118.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KXgSZgX4I/AAAAAAAABAQ/8knd8PjMl9Q/s320/Sip+and+See+Arkansas+118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427567081885294466" border="0" /></a><br />The kindergarten Classes teamed up to put on a music program. All the kids had a great time singing Mary Had a Little Lamb in various styles. Max got to play an instrument called a boom whacker & did a really good job! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KL32jE1sI/AAAAAAAAA_I/O_0GpbouSHI/s1600-h/10-26-09+007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KL32jE1sI/AAAAAAAAA_I/O_0GpbouSHI/s320/10-26-09+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427554292586567362" border="0" /></a>It rained a lot during the month of Oct & on the 30th we went from having a nice area to watch tv & play to having a small lake in our basement. After working all day with the wetvac, we decided that the carpet needed to go. So Ian & our friend Craig ripped it all out. What a soggy nasty mess!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KRgnWCFyI/AAAAAAAAA_o/Ud7DBDlZ7mQ/s1600-h/11-03-09+017.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KRgnWCFyI/AAAAAAAAA_o/Ud7DBDlZ7mQ/s320/11-03-09+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427560490438104866" border="0" /></a><br />Halloween was great! Lily was a dragon & Max was Optimus Prime. After finding very few of our neighbors giving out treats, we headed to Aunt Debbie & Uncle Scott's neighborhood. Max raked in the loot while Lily & I hung out with Debbie.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KRfxgCtrI/AAAAAAAAA_g/_GOxXCorNEY/s1600-h/11-03-09+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KRfxgCtrI/AAAAAAAAA_g/_GOxXCorNEY/s320/11-03-09+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427560475984574130" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KRgw0-tXI/AAAAAAAAA_w/G7gubac49UI/s1600-h/11-03-09+018.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/S1KRgw0-tXI/AAAAAAAAA_w/G7gubac49UI/s320/11-03-09+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427560492983825778" border="0" /></a>sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-55217833003768969542009-12-20T20:40:00.000-08:002009-12-20T20:41:46.340-08:00Stay tuned...Sometime in the next 4 weeks I will update my blog, complete with pictures & a list of the many things that have been occupying my time.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-6736055216266742962009-08-18T07:23:00.000-07:002009-08-19T07:13:49.350-07:00First Day of Kindergarten *Update*<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SorAtZT7MhI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/869dEsGvzV4/s1600-h/8-18-09+013.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SorAtZT7MhI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/869dEsGvzV4/s320/8-18-09+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371317391713841682" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Today, at 8:20 am, Max officially started Kindergarten. He has been so excited about this day for weeks. Last night he picked out his clothes & really thought about his choices. (Everything matched!) Even though he was tired-couldn't sleep from excitement-he jumped out of bed this morning to get ready. He insisted on putting on his backpack immediately & wanted to hold his lunchbox during breakfast.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Soq6a7zVoEI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/s_mrwfaiBYg/s1600-h/8-18-09+006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Soq6a7zVoEI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/s_mrwfaiBYg/s320/8-18-09+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371310477485121602" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Time for breakfast</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Soq6bVUjg3I/AAAAAAAAA9g/cbi_6MTd6a0/s1600-h/8-18-09+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Soq6bVUjg3I/AAAAAAAAA9g/cbi_6MTd6a0/s320/8-18-09+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371310484335330162" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Here we go!</span><br /><br />The school was a madhouse with all the kids & parents waiting outside. Finally, everyone lined up by grade, the kindergarteners (and their parents) marched into the building.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Soq6cRWdf8I/AAAAAAAAA9o/e5fpxtr2UKw/s1600-h/8-18-09+009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Soq6cRWdf8I/AAAAAAAAA9o/e5fpxtr2UKw/s320/8-18-09+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371310500449451970" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Getting ready to line up. Max refused to smile, just gave</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> me his "tough guy" look instead.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Once we got into the classroom & found Max's chair, he dismissed us. Literally. "Mom & Dad, you can go now. But first will you open my play-dough?" Getting a goodbye kiss was like pulling teeth & after that, forget any sort of communication. He was in the "Kindergarten Zone".<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Soq6eNceUlI/AAAAAAAAA94/x-pdvi_EqT0/s1600-h/8-18-09+010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Soq6eNceUlI/AAAAAAAAA94/x-pdvi_EqT0/s320/8-18-09+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371310533760668242" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SorAs7nZUtI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/Z0miVGdCB9E/s1600-h/8-18-09+012.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SorAs7nZUtI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/Z0miVGdCB9E/s320/8-18-09+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371317383742444242" border="0" /></a><br />So now, Lily & I get to figure out what to do with ourselves until 3:00pm. I'm sure we can find something...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">* <span style="font-style: italic;">Max's first day went wonderfully! He came home chattering about his day & some of the new things he did. In response to a few of my questions, I received the proberbial "nothing" or "I don't know". I thought that didn't start until they were just a little bit older? </span><br /></div>sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-2823161528348184002009-08-15T20:56:00.000-07:002009-08-15T22:35:55.814-07:00Between then and now...So yes...it has been a really long time since I posted anything. But I know you will forgive me. We have been crazy busy since the last post!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">*Note on the pictures at the end</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I started a new job at the end of May & am much happier! I get to work at home about 95% of the time & the kids get to go to the office with me when I go in to pick up my work. Max loves it since the guys in the office always stop what they're doing & play with him for a bit. I am so thankful to have this opportunity!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">We went to Arkansas in June to see family & friends & be generally wild & crazy. We had a great time seeing everyone & Max had such a good time playing with his second cousins. And the cousins got to have a little grownup time thanks to some fantastic grandparents & great-aunts & -uncles! We missed those that couldn't make it but next year I hope we can ALL get together!<br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeKhgcxl6I/AAAAAAAAA7A/Kce4tte7jBM/s1600-h/ar+trip+canon+148.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeKhgcxl6I/AAAAAAAAA7A/Kce4tte7jBM/s320/ar+trip+canon+148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370413388913547170" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeNQABUNJI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/gQP4BkNj_PE/s1600-h/ar+trip+canon+042.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeNQABUNJI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/gQP4BkNj_PE/s200/ar+trip+canon+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370416386685547666" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeNRP8esSI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ABFZlWVUiJw/s1600-h/ar+trip+canon+046.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeU14e0WFI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/yMabb-toPmA/s200/ar+trip+canon+121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370424734078228562" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeUz3lBZSI/AAAAAAAAA9A/QRvvU2FWiV8/s1600-h/ar+trip+canon+011.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeUz3lBZSI/AAAAAAAAA9A/QRvvU2FWiV8/s200/ar+trip+canon+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370424699476075810" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeTMayaIoI/AAAAAAAAA8w/2OZReJlsYgc/s1600-h/ar+trip+canon+105.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeTMayaIoI/AAAAAAAAA8w/2OZReJlsYgc/s200/ar+trip+canon+105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370422922221068930" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeTJF_h5lI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/MIpRHJX8aSo/s1600-h/ar+trip+kodak+017.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeTJF_h5lI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/MIpRHJX8aSo/s200/ar+trip+kodak+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370422865099351634" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeTLXYO6sI/AAAAAAAAA8o/wmaoooG6omk/s1600-h/ar+trip+canon+086.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeTLXYO6sI/AAAAAAAAA8o/wmaoooG6omk/s200/ar+trip+canon+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370422904126106306" border="0" /></a><br />Lily had her first taste of cereal which she ate enthusiastically &wore herself out.<br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeHfRAx07I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/QQMjueyENEs/s1600-h/7-15-09+022.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeHfRAx07I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/QQMjueyENEs/s200/7-15-09+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370410051874968498" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeHeWD_NAI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/7E_qh6NIaiw/s1600-h/7-15-09+017.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeHeWD_NAI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/7E_qh6NIaiw/s200/7-15-09+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370410036050736130" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She has since had carrots (delish!) & yellow squash (NOT a fan). We're going to try butternut squash tomorrow! She is also rolling over & sitting up & babbling non stop! Not to mention learning how much fun hamming for the camera can be. She loves to blow raspberries & is starting to play peekaboo with her blankets.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeB3pybyQI/AAAAAAAAA5g/43vhPXrYwzs/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+144.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeB3pybyQI/AAAAAAAAA5g/43vhPXrYwzs/s200/august+9,+2009+144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370403873772783874" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeFSMbryUI/AAAAAAAAA6I/uRn3Mt9BSlc/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+477.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeFSMbryUI/AAAAAAAAA6I/uRn3Mt9BSlc/s200/august+9,+2009+477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370407628284086594" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeB28NMtEI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/SJl3jnDud1I/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+233.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeB28NMtEI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/SJl3jnDud1I/s200/august+9,+2009+233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370403861537010754" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Max turned 5 at the end of July & had a Spongebob Squarepants party. We had a lot of friends & family over to celebrate & everyone had a great time.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod5-nm8wEI/AAAAAAAAA3o/3cHHRaRXZbI/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+287.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod5-nm8wEI/AAAAAAAAA3o/3cHHRaRXZbI/s200/august+9,+2009+287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370395197353803842" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod5-zlC-4I/AAAAAAAAA3w/gHHzXm1nky0/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+297.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod5-zlC-4I/AAAAAAAAA3w/gHHzXm1nky0/s200/august+9,+2009+297.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370395200567049090" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod8fmhkLyI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/Ps4VoIh5kvY/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+304.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod8fmhkLyI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/Ps4VoIh5kvY/s200/august+9,+2009+304.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370397963021725474" border="0" /></a><br />I made the cake. Really, I have proof! See...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeJNLBY8AI/AAAAAAAAA6w/AGha_s6H4U0/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+269.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeJNLBY8AI/AAAAAAAAA6w/AGha_s6H4U0/s200/august+9,+2009+269.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370411940052529154" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeJLkayVYI/AAAAAAAAA6g/pwQ86rGJXB0/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+268.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeJLkayVYI/AAAAAAAAA6g/pwQ86rGJXB0/s200/august+9,+2009+268.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370411912510199170" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Somewhere a pinata-maker is laughing hysterically!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeKhM6uy9I/AAAAAAAAA64/26hFiXD8S6o/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+321.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeKhM6uy9I/AAAAAAAAA64/26hFiXD8S6o/s320/august+9,+2009+321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370413383670483922" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Aunt Becky & cousin Lizzie came to STL so that gave us yet another excuse to get together for good food!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod8eIYYAHI/AAAAAAAAA34/GNJOg2udEpQ/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+124.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod8eIYYAHI/AAAAAAAAA34/GNJOg2udEpQ/s200/august+9,+2009+124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370397937750245490" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod59OuesxI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/TfVUG3uODho/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+118.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod59OuesxI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/TfVUG3uODho/s200/august+9,+2009+118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370395173494633234" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod8fCI3RhI/AAAAAAAAA4I/zP79YVT3CHE/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+133.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod8fCI3RhI/AAAAAAAAA4I/zP79YVT3CHE/s200/august+9,+2009+133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370397953254442514" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod8eiVhQeI/AAAAAAAAA4A/o7TDZ7kQuLA/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+141.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod8eiVhQeI/AAAAAAAAA4A/o7TDZ7kQuLA/s200/august+9,+2009+141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370397944717591010" border="0" /></a><br /><br />While Mum-mum & Pop-pop were here we visited the Science Center, went fishing & just ran around being generally crazy!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod_GBY_-5I/AAAAAAAAA44/ELIwf1zSxWs/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+182.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod_GBY_-5I/AAAAAAAAA44/ELIwf1zSxWs/s200/august+9,+2009+182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370400822091840402" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod_GlDf_HI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Rxtl8TrQs8A/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+376.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod_GlDf_HI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Rxtl8TrQs8A/s200/august+9,+2009+376.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370400831665339506" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeB4DEbFXI/AAAAAAAAA5o/tL_-YSsLjgA/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+397.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeB4DEbFXI/AAAAAAAAA5o/tL_-YSsLjgA/s200/august+9,+2009+397.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370403880559121778" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod_EsE0lEI/AAAAAAAAA4g/ykybSTg1XFg/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+225.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod_EsE0lEI/AAAAAAAAA4g/ykybSTg1XFg/s200/august+9,+2009+225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370400799190193218" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod8fwc4pMI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/K64ab-FX8xs/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+344.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod8fwc4pMI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/K64ab-FX8xs/s200/august+9,+2009+344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370397965686449346" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeFRiNHtJI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Nar5ODQbJa8/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+330.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeFRiNHtJI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Nar5ODQbJa8/s200/august+9,+2009+330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370407616948712594" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeFRfiPviI/AAAAAAAAA54/hPjkl8GDgN4/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+223.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeFRfiPviI/AAAAAAAAA54/hPjkl8GDgN4/s200/august+9,+2009+223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370407616232013346" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And, surprise...we had another BBQ!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod_FqAF_kI/AAAAAAAAA4w/zgAmWPuQCgM/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+203.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod_FqAF_kI/AAAAAAAAA4w/zgAmWPuQCgM/s200/august+9,+2009+203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370400815813361218" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod_FDcB9qI/AAAAAAAAA4o/txMUnwFboRM/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+195.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sod_FDcB9qI/AAAAAAAAA4o/txMUnwFboRM/s200/august+9,+2009+195.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370400805461554850" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeB2TM3YnI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/1MNeMh1nOfo/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+200.jpg"> </a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeB2Ec6I5I/AAAAAAAAA5I/3-csOkpD9qA/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+197.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeB2Ec6I5I/AAAAAAAAA5I/3-csOkpD9qA/s200/august+9,+2009+197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370403846570517394" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeFQ5h9wVI/AAAAAAAAA5w/M6XNigdtPzM/s1600-h/august+9,+2009+198.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SoeFQ5h9wVI/AAAAAAAAA5w/M6XNigdtPzM/s200/august+9,+2009+198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370407606030287186" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Max starts Kindergarten on August 18th & we have been getting up early everyday this week & walking to his school in preparation. He is so excited & so am I! Stay tuned!<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*It drives me crazy when Blogger won't let you arrange the pictures the way you want them! I really didn't want everyone to wear out their index fingers scrolling but...</span><br /></div>sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-58392685812054558942009-06-16T23:37:00.000-07:002009-06-20T15:25:20.604-07:00Good Family Reunion<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0pJmwKDrI/AAAAAAAAA1o/m0Bt7Z3oL9U/s1600-h/Memorial+Weekend+2009+056.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0pJmwKDrI/AAAAAAAAA1o/m0Bt7Z3oL9U/s320/Memorial+Weekend+2009+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349477177384111794" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The Four Good Brothers</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Al & John in front with Steve & Andy in back </div><br /><br />Memorial Day weekend brought the Goods to St. Louis in droves! The festivities began with a BBQ at John's as people began arriving Friday. The grown ups played lots of games of "Pass the Baby" while the food cooked to perfection.<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0utfQy7-I/AAAAAAAAA3A/mMVixltTs_w/s1600-h/Memorial+Weekend+2009+137.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0utfQy7-I/AAAAAAAAA3A/mMVixltTs_w/s200/Memorial+Weekend+2009+137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349483291406954466" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0usRHYwxI/AAAAAAAAA2o/FKzah3ROJ5E/s1600-h/Memorial+Weekend+2009+019.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0usRHYwxI/AAAAAAAAA2o/FKzah3ROJ5E/s200/Memorial+Weekend+2009+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349483270429524754" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0usPFlKKI/AAAAAAAAA2g/oycWZ7Z0Ytg/s1600-h/Memorial+Weekend+2009+016.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0usPFlKKI/AAAAAAAAA2g/oycWZ7Z0Ytg/s200/Memorial+Weekend+2009+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349483269885077666" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0utEhVGcI/AAAAAAAAA24/i8WE1B_-S-I/s1600-h/Memorial+Weekend+2009+129.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0utEhVGcI/AAAAAAAAA24/i8WE1B_-S-I/s200/Memorial+Weekend+2009+129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349483284228544962" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0uszEMNMI/AAAAAAAAA2w/LdsqKeb6-lc/s1600-h/Memorial+Weekend+2009+072.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0uszEMNMI/AAAAAAAAA2w/LdsqKeb6-lc/s200/Memorial+Weekend+2009+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349483279542924482" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0pJYVB40I/AAAAAAAAA1g/qJcA9BY8Dio/s1600-h/Memorial+Weekend+2009+028.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0pJYVB40I/AAAAAAAAA1g/qJcA9BY8Dio/s320/Memorial+Weekend+2009+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349477173512233794" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Sara, Angela, Al, John, Linda, & Lily</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0pI72NuiI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/eZ0fT85YUCU/s1600-h/Memorial+Weekend+2009+027.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0pI72NuiI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/eZ0fT85YUCU/s320/Memorial+Weekend+2009+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349477165866793506" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Kim, Andy, Scott, Debbie, Lynn, Uncle Steve & Cousin Steve</span> </div><br /><br />Max was in heaven. Why, you ask? This was the first time he met his second cousin Eli & to say they hit it off would be an understatement. They had a great time...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4SbmpcUiI/AAAAAAAAA0E/D_bjp6s1TMc/s1600-h/5-24-09+031.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4SbmpcUiI/AAAAAAAAA0E/D_bjp6s1TMc/s320/5-24-09+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340726473548124706" border="0" /></a>sword fighting...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0zzKJgCEI/AAAAAAAAA3I/Y9h5pL93jyk/s1600-h/Memorial+Weekend+2009+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0zzKJgCEI/AAAAAAAAA3I/Y9h5pL93jyk/s320/Memorial+Weekend+2009+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349488886376564802" border="0" /></a>shooting bubble guns...<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4ScBqMdyI/AAAAAAAAA0M/-DRMAaTmirs/s1600-h/5-24-09+037.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4ScBqMdyI/AAAAAAAAA0M/-DRMAaTmirs/s320/5-24-09+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340726480799037218" border="0" /></a>climbing giant bug sculptures...<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4ScYcbbPI/AAAAAAAAA0U/_qPLQtHEf6w/s1600-h/5-24-09+053.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4ScYcbbPI/AAAAAAAAA0U/_qPLQtHEf6w/s320/5-24-09+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340726486915312882" border="0" /></a>Petting sting rays...<br /></div><br />You heard me, petting sting rays. The zoo has a great new exhibit that runs through the end of September. You can read more about it <a href="http://www.stlzoo.org/home/featurednews/stingraysatcaribbeancove/">here. </a><div style="text-align: left;">Both boys thought it was totally cool, if a bit slimey.<br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4U4vzfcDI/AAAAAAAAA1E/MIGAocqpCck/s1600-h/5-24-09+051.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4U4vzfcDI/AAAAAAAAA1E/MIGAocqpCck/s320/5-24-09+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340729173245653042" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4U4bnLL_I/AAAAAAAAA08/aLUVUi3o6BY/s1600-h/5-24-09+052.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4U4bnLL_I/AAAAAAAAA08/aLUVUi3o6BY/s320/5-24-09+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340729167825285106" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"> Alas, that is where my pictures end (until I can find the darn cd the others are on) but the stories continue. After a crazy Saturday with some at the zoo, some at the art museum, others playing golf & one poor sap who had to work (wonder who that was?), the whole family gathered at local restaurant for more together time. Its funny how even after you grow up, you still get put at the kid's table.<br />Sunday, the majority of the family went to church then to a brunch. (Is it really brunch if its after 12pm?) Max was having a hard time listening & Ian sat him down to have a conversation. To make sure Max was concentrating on what he was saying, Ian asked if he was wearing his "listening ears". Max promptly replied, "No Dad, they're recharging! At which point everyone dissolved in a fit of laughter & Max learned a very valuable lesson.<br />Sunday evening, the festivities continued at Rob & Kim's house with an indoor picnic, more baby passing, some movie watching & lots of catching up.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0pKGb4G9I/AAAAAAAAA1w/RkQFDInHugw/s1600-h/Memorial+Weekend+2009+157.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sj0pKGb4G9I/AAAAAAAAA1w/RkQFDInHugw/s320/Memorial+Weekend+2009+157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349477185888984018" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">What do you mean its over?!?<br /><br /></span></div>What a great way to spend a weekend! And we can't wait til next Memorial Day weekend!<br /></div></div>sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-73670440820720576322009-05-27T21:14:00.000-07:002009-05-27T22:17:31.720-07:00Whew! I know its been a while but we've been busy! I found a part time job but its not a good fit (a nice way of saying I HATE IT!) so I am looking at a few other options that seem to have fallen into my lap. We shall see what happens! I registered for the fall semester. Ian has been traveling. Max & Lily are growing so fast!<br /><br />Our good friend Leslie watches the kids alot when Ian travels & I go sell office supplies. The other day her mom, Pat & stepdad, lovingly known as Fireman Ron, came to play for a little while too. Fireman Ron brought one of his toys & made Max's day! We are so lucky to have them in our lives! We love you Les, Pat & Ron!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4Q6w0cqPI/AAAAAAAAAzM/9r6jxNqCIXU/s1600-h/5-24-09+021.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4Q6w0cqPI/AAAAAAAAAzM/9r6jxNqCIXU/s320/5-24-09+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340724809831327986" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4Q7eND6AI/AAAAAAAAAzU/okuf-WECvhA/s1600-h/5-24-09+019.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4Q7eND6AI/AAAAAAAAAzU/okuf-WECvhA/s320/5-24-09+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340724822014158850" border="0" /></a><br />Max loves to build things & lately he's been watching Warriors on the History Channel with Ian. Its hosted by Terry Schappert (former Special Forces) & Max likes to pretend to be Terry & go on all the adventures. He's learning a lot of history in the process. For instance, he has informed me all about the Seige of Malta, King Kamehameha (sp?), the traitor Armineus & other various battles throughout history. (The kid's memory is amazing!) A few days ago Max built these two men out of his brick blocks. They were cool so we took a picture & I went back upstairs to cook dinner.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4Q7iubitI/AAAAAAAAAzc/wmFwcek9R90/s1600-h/5-24-09+025.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4Q7iubitI/AAAAAAAAAzc/wmFwcek9R90/s320/5-24-09+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340724823227861714" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The next thing I know, he's built his own little army!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4Q71-EMoI/AAAAAAAAAzk/-93FDwu4KBs/s1600-h/5-24-09+028.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4Q71-EMoI/AAAAAAAAAzk/-93FDwu4KBs/s320/5-24-09+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340724828393714306" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4Q8H1-Z8I/AAAAAAAAAzs/NqRfbda9Kh8/s1600-h/5-24-09+023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4Q8H1-Z8I/AAAAAAAAAzs/NqRfbda9Kh8/s320/5-24-09+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340724833191618498" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Max & Lily reading</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Lily is growing so fast I don't know where to start! She hasn't rolled over again; I think it was just a fluke, but she's still trying. She really wants to sit up & see the world, but isn't quite there yet. She is reaching for her toys & can grab them & sometimes even get them in her mouth. Her little personality is really starting to develop. Where Max is a "do-er", Lily is an observer. She loves to watch everything. She is also a momma's girl, which has made going back to work interesting, even if it is just part time.<br /></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4Sa_tAxwI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Bs1PeUPWM8Q/s1600-h/5-24-09+014.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4Sa_tAxwI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Bs1PeUPWM8Q/s320/5-24-09+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340726463094114050" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Put 'em up!</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4SbNulYGI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Rp3m8WrwLLo/s1600-h/5-24-09+061.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sh4SbNulYGI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Rp3m8WrwLLo/s320/5-24-09+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340726466858803298" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The happiest baby ever!</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div>sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-30576695390685875352009-05-07T21:25:00.000-07:002009-05-07T21:26:41.870-07:00may 3rd postAnyone having trouble viewing the video on the 5/3 post?sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-83497382708592595512009-05-05T21:33:00.000-07:002009-05-05T21:34:13.699-07:00I told you so!Lily rolled over Monday morning! Where was the camera? In the basement!sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-28200833183797667322009-05-03T13:13:00.000-07:002009-05-04T19:55:37.552-07:00Meet The Machines, Kindergaten & SmilesLast year Max & Ian went to an event called Meet the Machines put on by CAT & Budrovich. This year Lily & I got to go too. Each kid got a real hard hat at the entrance & got to decorate it with stickers. This year they had even more machines for the kids to climb on & they could even go up in a crane. (The line for that was literally 1/2 a mile long!) Max had a great time on all the different machines & by the end of the day we were all pooped! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf38p5b35hI/AAAAAAAAAyU/FhXIJYc30oA/s1600-h/4-29-09+013.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf38p5b35hI/AAAAAAAAAyU/FhXIJYc30oA/s320/4-29-09+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331695330599101970" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf38oyImCSI/AAAAAAAAAx0/aaajmXGVjWs/s1600-h/4-29-09+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf38oyImCSI/AAAAAAAAAx0/aaajmXGVjWs/s320/4-29-09+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331695311459322146" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf38pnnUsYI/AAAAAAAAAyM/TNaf9JzgxgY/s1600-h/4-29-09+009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf38pnnUsYI/AAAAAAAAAyM/TNaf9JzgxgY/s320/4-29-09+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331695325815288194" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf38pt9942I/AAAAAAAAAyE/ksp4N6ec5y0/s1600-h/4-29-09+007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf38pt9942I/AAAAAAAAAyE/ksp4N6ec5y0/s320/4-29-09+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331695327520875362" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf38pRR0ClI/AAAAAAAAAx8/ilgT20pfdKA/s1600-h/4-29-09+003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf38pRR0ClI/AAAAAAAAAx8/ilgT20pfdKA/s320/4-29-09+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331695319819487826" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Yes, he really is operating heavy equipment!<br />He could have stayed right there all day!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzXW1DEhSJlTlXdo1OEv8B37jDLdIBzj_AjtlPCLqfWJe2D7K6NMhJ_r9t0tjGRZIKV4FT5Ib6tcdhMy37p1w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br />Video<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">We also went to Kindergarten Orientation at Max's school. He is so excited to be a Hudson Elementary Hawk! He met his teachers, made a hat & colored, all while having fun with his new classmates. According to the school counselor, when Max was finished, he stood up and announced, "I just did my first assignment!" </div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf3-YHy02lI/AAAAAAAAAyk/p54nAbzjIbU/s1600-h/4-29-09+030.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf3-YHy02lI/AAAAAAAAAyk/p54nAbzjIbU/s320/4-29-09+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331697224239077970" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf3-X-8iyXI/AAAAAAAAAyc/jnU3csbyI8k/s1600-h/4-29-09+025.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf3-X-8iyXI/AAAAAAAAAyc/jnU3csbyI8k/s320/4-29-09+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331697221863917938" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Max's Hawk pose</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Lily has also started smiling & reserves most of them for her big brother. I can make funny faces all day long but Max just has to walk in the room. She is also trying to roll over but hasn't quite made it. I'm sure it will happen as soon as the camera is no where within reach.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf4Chr9b7cI/AAAAAAAAAzE/wzN3vH-WAto/s1600-h/4-05-09+008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf4Chr9b7cI/AAAAAAAAAzE/wzN3vH-WAto/s320/4-05-09+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331701786612592066" border="0" /></a></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf3-Ynsx6yI/AAAAAAAAAy0/t29nOnf5jv0/s1600-h/4-05-09+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf3-Ynsx6yI/AAAAAAAAAy0/t29nOnf5jv0/s320/4-05-09+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331697232803654434" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf3-Yx-2QqI/AAAAAAAAAy8/93yxt5nJ0Nw/s1600-h/4-05-09+031.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf3-Yx-2QqI/AAAAAAAAAy8/93yxt5nJ0Nw/s320/4-05-09+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331697235563791010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf3-YRbI0cI/AAAAAAAAAys/IXlCX-U1-10/s1600-h/4-29-09+026.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sf3-YRbI0cI/AAAAAAAAAys/IXlCX-U1-10/s320/4-29-09+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331697226824077762" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">I think this is one of the best pics ever! I did get a little bit of the photography gene!</span><br /></div>sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-77346474533059229702009-04-10T13:15:00.000-07:002009-04-10T17:50:36.418-07:00The other day while I was fixing lunch, Max went into the guest bedroom & turned on the TV. (He is really taking advantage of my hearing loss, little booger!) When I called to him to let him know we were ready to eat this is the response I got. (I tried to copy it exactly & I typed words he emphasized in bold.)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">Mommy, did you know there was a <span style="font-weight: bold;">blender</span> on TV & it could turn a <span style="font-weight: bold;">whole apple</span> into juice & its <span style="font-weight: bold;">not 1, not 2, not 5</span> but it is for <span style="font-weight: bold;">free</span> because there was an X on the numbers & that means its for free & you just go to a store that doesn't get paid any money & get it for <span style="font-weight: bold;">free</span> because that's what the X's mean & you also can put anything in it but if its big you have to cut it up just put it in the top & push it down with a thing & put a cup under it & you get juice <span style="font-weight: bold;">& you don't even have to wash it</span> because if you did you'd have to wash stuff all day & with the Jack Lalanne Power Juicer you never ever have to wash it because its a power juicer it can make juice out of <span style="font-weight: bold;">anything</span> even vegetables & pineapples & carrots & it was on TV!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">And now that you've picked yourself up off the floor & contained your giggles, here are a couple new pics!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sd-tugAXXFI/AAAAAAAAAxU/cNiDbBId6ks/s1600-h/4-05-09+010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sd-tugAXXFI/AAAAAAAAAxU/cNiDbBId6ks/s320/4-05-09+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323164298952268882" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Lily with her serious face & me with a new haircut</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sd-upyVIeWI/AAAAAAAAAxk/B9h6EyhzG6g/s1600-h/4-05-09+013.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sd-upyVIeWI/AAAAAAAAAxk/B9h6EyhzG6g/s320/4-05-09+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323165317483493730" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">attempt at photo of cute panda outfit on an even cuter (though wiggly) baby</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sd-uqI_ezpI/AAAAAAAAAxs/hMJzdw0AGBI/s1600-h/4-05-09+023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sd-uqI_ezpI/AAAAAAAAAxs/hMJzdw0AGBI/s320/4-05-09+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323165323566698130" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">about 2 seconds before Lily started screaming</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sd-tuyYdhOI/AAAAAAAAAxc/C6M0-F4-kLY/s1600-h/4-05-09+012.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Sd-tuyYdhOI/AAAAAAAAAxc/C6M0-F4-kLY/s320/4-05-09+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323164303885173986" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Max with his new race car in an outfit of his own design.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(love the backwards shorts!)</span><br /><br /></div>sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-36037962284818524172009-03-22T13:02:00.000-07:002009-03-22T13:31:59.402-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/ScacBGspa8I/AAAAAAAAAxM/A0mSI-Rokto/s1600-h/3-20-2009+010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/ScacBGspa8I/AAAAAAAAAxM/A0mSI-Rokto/s320/3-20-2009+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316107952949128130" border="0" /></a>Even though we're seeing signs of Spring...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/ScabQfJPAII/AAAAAAAAAwc/X4YqIHicHtE/s1600-h/3-20-2009+009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/ScabQfJPAII/AAAAAAAAAwc/X4YqIHicHtE/s320/3-20-2009+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316107117697892482" border="0" /></a>...we're still taking care of the remnants of Fall.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/ScabRW2RxYI/AAAAAAAAAws/TVT7C6cfwZA/s1600-h/3-20-2009+017.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/ScabRW2RxYI/AAAAAAAAAws/TVT7C6cfwZA/s320/3-20-2009+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316107132650767746" border="0" /></a>COWABUNGA!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/ScabQ3OmZGI/AAAAAAAAAwk/mFJjn8eERno/s1600-h/3-20-2009+013.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/ScabQ3OmZGI/AAAAAAAAAwk/mFJjn8eERno/s320/3-20-2009+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316107124162847842" border="0" /></a>Joy is a ... leaf pile<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/ScabPvgAQCI/AAAAAAAAAwU/hC506QELHxU/s1600-h/3-20-2009+006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/ScabPvgAQCI/AAAAAAAAAwU/hC506QELHxU/s320/3-20-2009+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316107104908492834" border="0" /></a>"I don't need my rake! Its much faster to do it this way, Mom!"<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/ScacAAJJ-1I/AAAAAAAAAw8/3Psx8oyLRRo/s1600-h/3-20-2009+037.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/ScacAAJJ-1I/AAAAAAAAAw8/3Psx8oyLRRo/s320/3-20-2009+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316107934009785170" border="0" /></a>Thanks for the Bumgenius, Aunt Vicki! I like 'em cause they're o' so stylish! Mom likes them cause they soak up everything I put in 'em!<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Scab_r1wvLI/AAAAAAAAAw0/tBp9kocut30/s1600-h/3-20-2009+030.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/Scab_r1wvLI/AAAAAAAAAw0/tBp9kocut30/s320/3-20-2009+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316107928559729842" border="0" /></a>I will lift my head! How else am I going to know whats going on!?!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/ScacAl2n-qI/AAAAAAAAAxE/voVXhEKGU0A/s1600-h/3-20-2009+049.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/ScacAl2n-qI/AAAAAAAAAxE/voVXhEKGU0A/s320/3-20-2009+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316107944132606626" border="0" /></a>Lookin' o' so cute!<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/ScabO434cAI/AAAAAAAAAwM/zrkecpbtO_w/s1600-h/3-20-2009+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/ScabO434cAI/AAAAAAAAAwM/zrkecpbtO_w/s320/3-20-2009+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316107090244694018" border="0" /></a>I'm getting a little sleepy during all these photo sessions!<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"> I know there are not nearly enough new pics to satisfy you all but have patience, I will post more! As soon as I can manage to take some that aren't blurry! For every 50 pictures there is one that turns out nicely. Stay tuned!<br /></div></div>sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-83113448060420038732009-03-08T19:19:00.000-07:002009-03-08T20:15:52.388-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbSISnD2ShI/AAAAAAAAAwE/BS4uVdWOmDE/s1600-h/2-18-09+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbSISnD2ShI/AAAAAAAAAwE/BS4uVdWOmDE/s320/2-18-09+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311019713880803858" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Ian is already exposing Lily to work drama!</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbSISZ_dPdI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Jb4Y3CDHd3c/s1600-h/3-7-09+013.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbSISZ_dPdI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Jb4Y3CDHd3c/s320/3-7-09+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311019710372724178" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Snoozin</span>'</span><br /><br /><br /></div>These pictures are in no particular order. I just picked the cute ones as I came across them.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbSBAi8_BYI/AAAAAAAAAvs/iHW-1oWL5Uc/s1600-h/3-7-09+009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbSBAi8_BYI/AAAAAAAAAvs/iHW-1oWL5Uc/s320/3-7-09+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311011706959234434" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Proud big brother</span> </div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbSA_jvT5MI/AAAAAAAAAvc/b6SPkGHJRzM/s1600-h/3-7-09+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbSA_jvT5MI/AAAAAAAAAvc/b6SPkGHJRzM/s320/3-7-09+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311011689990448322" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Max insisted that Lily wanted to listen to the story too & wanted her to sit on his lap.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbR_MTqXp1I/AAAAAAAAAvE/V2WH5KJ_gLs/s1600-h/second+bath+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbR_MTqXp1I/AAAAAAAAAvE/V2WH5KJ_gLs/s320/second+bath+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311009709989799762" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Happily taking her 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nd</span> bath (No, she's not that modest! The washcloth is nice & warm!)</span> </div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbSBTkX11OI/AAAAAAAAAv0/uasmV6FK-S8/s1600-h/3-7-09+023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbSBTkX11OI/AAAAAAAAAv0/uasmV6FK-S8/s320/3-7-09+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311012033757828322" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">After bath</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbSA_fUa6VI/AAAAAAAAAvU/nWBTL2i9axk/s1600-h/moms+camera+045.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbSA_fUa6VI/AAAAAAAAAvU/nWBTL2i9axk/s320/moms+camera+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311011688803920210" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Max & Pop-pop taking a break at the zoo.</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbSA-4sdJ3I/AAAAAAAAAvM/VWNOJoN-eak/s1600-h/moms+camera+132.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbSA-4sdJ3I/AAAAAAAAAvM/VWNOJoN-eak/s320/moms+camera+132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311011678435747698" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">dreaming of future mischief</span><br /><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbR_Lzh14_I/AAAAAAAAAu8/KVftQQuqUjo/s1600-h/moms+camera+141.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbR_Lzh14_I/AAAAAAAAAu8/KVftQQuqUjo/s320/moms+camera+141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311009701364098034" border="0" /></a>Does anyone remember this cabinet? A long time ago it was in my room, then Mark's room, & for the last few years, relegated to our basement. Why? Mom had painted it that bright 70's orange when I was little. Yeah, THAT orange. Two years ago, Ian had it stripped as a birthday present for me & it sat in our guest room for months until we were given the perfect use for it. So Ian & I stained it & it now holds most of Lily's clothes. Why go through all that trouble for a cabinet? My grandfather made it for Mom when she was born (I'll let you figure out the year!) & she used it for me & now Lily gets to use it.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbR_K-4OqvI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Ozl0plOb7zM/s1600-h/dads+camera+013.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbR_K-4OqvI/AAAAAAAAAu0/Ozl0plOb7zM/s320/dads+camera+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311009687230917362" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Alexandra holding Lily (I remember when Alexandra was this little!)</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbR_KY3-KpI/AAAAAAAAAus/4bbp2YfrF5g/s1600-h/2-18-09+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbR_KY3-KpI/AAAAAAAAAus/4bbp2YfrF5g/s320/2-18-09+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311009677029288594" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Happy Aunt Marlo</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbR_KAlvjqI/AAAAAAAAAuk/pDw1D5vSqC8/s1600-h/2-14-09+032.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbR_KAlvjqI/AAAAAAAAAuk/pDw1D5vSqC8/s320/2-14-09+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311009670510382754" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Leslie & Lily</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbSBAeeMpoI/AAAAAAAAAvk/GuQyYNPS4CY/s1600-h/3-7-09+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SbSBAeeMpoI/AAAAAAAAAvk/GuQyYNPS4CY/s320/3-7-09+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311011705756362370" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Stop taking my______ picture!</span> </div>sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-51836246474221683802009-03-05T13:33:00.000-08:002009-03-05T13:43:04.754-08:00just an updateFor those of you who haven't heard, Lily was admitted to the hospital Monday morning with a fever. This is standard procedure for babies under 6 weeks but it didn't make it any less scary. All her tests & cultures came back clean (= virus, not bacterial) but we had to remain in the hospital for 48 hours while we waited (and get IV antibiotics), just in case. We are now home & feeling much better. And I promise to post some new pics tomorrow!sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-53546213254685773112009-02-15T18:26:00.000-08:002009-02-15T18:46:28.216-08:00Presenting Lilian Sophia ...I know you guys really just want to see pictures so I won't bore you with the details. And I promise to post more pics just as soon as we get them all downloaded from the 3 cameras that have been going nonstop since 4:29pm on 2/6/09! We had to wrestle Mom to the ground just to get some of these!<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SZjPBq-FE4I/AAAAAAAAAt0/ReIYA56KjVI/s1600-h/Lilian+Sophia+Good+097.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SZjPBq-FE4I/AAAAAAAAAt0/ReIYA56KjVI/s320/Lilian+Sophia+Good+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303216188850246530" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">She already has him wrapped around her little finger & she's only 30 minutes old.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SZjRG0osghI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Q0gOgwsq4Ok/s1600-h/Lilian+Sophia+Good+154.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SZjRG0osghI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Q0gOgwsq4Ok/s320/Lilian+Sophia+Good+154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303218476367512082" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Max meeting Lily for the first time & giving her <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Eskimo</span> kisses<br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SZjRIbyy8vI/AAAAAAAAAuc/4WPom0FBnsk/s1600-h/Lilian+Sophia+Good+273.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SZjRIbyy8vI/AAAAAAAAAuc/4WPom0FBnsk/s320/Lilian+Sophia+Good+273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303218504058729202" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Hanging out, just waiting to go home</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SZjRHZKv09I/AAAAAAAAAuM/rxmuVTnM0MQ/s1600-h/Lilian+Sophia+Good+045.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SZjRHZKv09I/AAAAAAAAAuM/rxmuVTnM0MQ/s320/Lilian+Sophia+Good+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303218486174012370" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">"My outfit's too big, Mommy!"</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SZjRHHF4fKI/AAAAAAAAAuE/7ThM-5cRG9Q/s1600-h/Lilian+Sophia+Good+141.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SZjRHHF4fKI/AAAAAAAAAuE/7ThM-5cRG9Q/s320/Lilian+Sophia+Good+141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303218481321770146" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Home at last!<br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SZjRICN1AsI/AAAAAAAAAuU/bqzsB6TifXQ/s1600-h/Lilian+Sophia+Good+178.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SZjRICN1AsI/AAAAAAAAAuU/bqzsB6TifXQ/s320/Lilian+Sophia+Good+178.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303218497192788674" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">My favorite pic of Max & Lily (so far)</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SZjPBszOeOI/AAAAAAAAAts/XSdXOo9Ovuk/s1600-h/2-14-09+023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SZjPBszOeOI/AAAAAAAAAts/XSdXOo9Ovuk/s320/2-14-09+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303216189341595874" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Hanging out on the couch-Day 2</span><br /><br /></div>sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-67759297104305314642009-02-02T18:21:00.000-08:002009-02-02T19:00:41.808-08:00The scoop & a funnyOK, no baby yet but we are almost there! My doc & I have made the decision that if I haven't gone into labor by this Friday, we are going to kick start the process. Now that we have made this decision & made the necessary arrangements, one of three things will happen. Either I will go into labor tonight or tomorrow OR when they call me to come to the hospital to start the process I will tell them that the kid decided to start a couple hours early (cause that's just how my luck seems to run!) OR I will go in on Friday as planned. Regardless, Cashew will be here by FRIDAY!!!!!!<br /><br />Keep your eyes peeled (or just watch for) an email complete with pics<br /><br />Max has been going back & forth on what sex he thinks this baby will be. For the past week, he has maintained that its a boy, no doubt about it! Out of the blue Saturday we had the following conversation.<br /><br />Max: Mommy, Amira doesn't like to play cars with me very much.<br />Sara: That's OK. You guys like to play other games, like tag, right?<br />M: (after a period of silence) Isabella never wants to play cars with me either.<br />S: Well, no. Isabella likes dolls & playing princess more than playing with cars and that's<br /> OK, huh? Everybody likes different things.<br />M: (more silence) Mommy, I think I'm gonna have a baby sister.<br />S: OK, but we'll just have to wait and see.<br />M: (more silence) I want a baby sister. Sisters don't like to play with cars & swords & stuff so<br /> I won't have to share my toys as much.<br />S: Hmmmmm...sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-26403163213711542382009-01-21T18:58:00.000-08:002009-01-21T19:19:33.298-08:00Come on baby!The countdown is on & I am ready. Well, physically anyway. I have reached the point where I want this kid out! I'm not that uncomfortable anymore since Cashew has dropped. The heartburn has lessened, I can breath properly again. But this having to use the bathroom at least every 2 hours (often times more) is just a tad annoying. (sarcasm alert) It also puts a strain on the effectiveness of any discipline Max might need since invariably I have to pee in the middle of our discussion. You try putting a kid in timeout from the bathroom! Then there are the contractions. Don't get excited! They are not regular or particularly strong although they are stronger than last week. Yesterday I had a total of 2. Today I had quite a few more & I even thought today might be the day. Alas, after having them every 30 mins for an hour & a half, they just quit! Humph! I keep reminding myself that Cashew will show up when s/he is ready but I am not at my most patient at the moment. We'll see how the next few days go & hopefully we'll all get our wish by the end of next week!sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-22427172987252704222009-01-15T10:33:00.000-08:002009-01-15T11:21:44.863-08:00Out of the mouths of babes...Well, one babe in particular.<br /><br />Sometimes grownups forget that kids are around, especially if they're not sitting right in front of them. Kids, on the other hand, are always listening, even if we think they aren't.<br /><br />Max was in the car with his Aunt Becky & Uncle Bill & Ian a couple weeks ago. Bill was telling a story that happened to have the work f***er in it & forgot to censor himself. Oops! All the adults look at Max, who seems to be oblivious, so they continue on their way after a reminder about appropriate language from Becky. As they pull up to their destination & Uncle Scott comes out to greet them, Max leaps from the car & runs up to Uncle Scott yelling, Hi F***er! <br />Guess he <span style="font-style: italic;">was</span> listening.<br /><br />On Tuesday, Ian, Max, Rob, Becky & I were having dinner with Ian's dad at his house. It was the usual banter around the table when Max took advantage of a lull to put in his two cents. As the adults grow quiet, some of us to put more food in our mouths, Max pipes up with "Uncle Robbie, you're a jerk!" He had the biggest smile on his face so you could tell that he had no idea what the word meant. He must have thought he was giving Rob a compliment. He soon figured out that it was not a good word when he looked around the table & saw our faces & heard all three of his names from Ian & I in stereo. His little face just crumpled, poor kid! He & Ian had a conversation about why you shouldn't use words if you don't know what they mean. I can't wait to see what word he comes home with next.<br /><br />Today, I promised that if he was good during our shopping <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">expedition</span>, we would go to lunch & actually eat at the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">restaurant</span> instead of getting it to go. He made good on his promise & was even really chatty with the stylist as he was getting his hair cut. That should have been my first clue that something interesting would happen at lunch. When we got to his chosen fast food joint, our first stop was the potty, where he proceeded to chat with the woman in the stall next to us. Luckily she thought he was hilarious. We proceeded to get our food & sit down without incident. As we were calmly eating our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">lunch</span>, two guys from a local carpet cleaning place sat down at a table next to us. Max kept eating & dancing in his seat while <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">surreptitiously</span> looking over at them. Suddenly, in his not so quiet 4 year old voice, he asked, "Who are those guys? What are they talking about? ARE THEY ON A DATE?" As half the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">restaurant</span> turns to look at Max & the guys in question, I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">vacillated</span> between sinking into the floor & laughing <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">hysterically</span>. Luckily one of the poor guys had a sense of humor & replied "No, are you on a date?", with a smile that said he had a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">niece</span> or nephew that age. To bad the other one didn't quite see the humor in the situation.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-10416991782635043842009-01-13T19:21:00.000-08:002009-01-13T19:55:43.846-08:00Mom<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SW1dN-p1D8I/AAAAAAAAArg/J8oqU0TWpEw/s1600-h/X3e_C3504153.jpg"> </a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SW1bjgTIGgI/AAAAAAAAArA/kXlv-DKKHHc/s1600-h/Mimi+and+Grandpa+visit+009.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SW1bjgTIGgI/AAAAAAAAArA/kXlv-DKKHHc/s200/Mimi+and+Grandpa+visit+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290985802753907202" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SW1bjxbMzFI/AAAAAAAAArI/Y3TId_hInrA/s1600-h/Mimi+and+Grandpa+visit+047.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SW1bjxbMzFI/AAAAAAAAArI/Y3TId_hInrA/s200/Mimi+and+Grandpa+visit+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290985807351172178" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It is with a heavy heart that I inform you that Sunday, January 11th, my mom, Norma Farrar Good, passed away.<br /><br />After a three year battle with cancer, God has called her home.<br /><br />Her most recent battle was a stay in the hospital that lasted over 90 days. After winning that battle, she was able to come home the Monday before <span style="border-bottom: medium none; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1231903221_26">Christmas</span> and was able to have her entire family (kids, their spouses, and all of her grand kids) surround her with their love as we celebrated the holiday.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SW1biQGM1xI/AAAAAAAAAqo/iIIxOc5gjuM/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+044.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SW1biQGM1xI/AAAAAAAAAqo/iIIxOc5gjuM/s200/Christmas+2008+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290985781224855314" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SW1hZ-w3jeI/AAAAAAAAAro/pyVgDI8-fA4/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+047.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SW1hZ-w3jeI/AAAAAAAAAro/pyVgDI8-fA4/s200/Christmas+2008+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290992236202790370" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SW1bii6YWII/AAAAAAAAAqw/jL3Mdrx4oc4/s1600-h/Max+and+Mimi+11-02-08.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SW1bii6YWII/AAAAAAAAAqw/jL3Mdrx4oc4/s200/Max+and+Mimi+11-02-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290985786275551362" border="0" /></a><br /><br />At the begining of the January, my mom and dad went for a doctors visit where they were informed that the cancer has been winning and that they should start to think about <span style="border-bottom: medium none; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1231903221_27">Quality of life</span> vs. Quantity of life, so with many tears and prayers, they decided to call in Hospice on Monday, January 5th.<br /><br />After that, the Norma spirit that we all know her for was back, and her demeanor was much happier and engaging. Then Sunday morning, God decided it was time for no more pain and suffering and that he wanted her with him, so he called her home to be with him.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SW1dNp7sFZI/AAAAAAAAArY/-YZl4whDFQQ/s1600-h/Sara+Max+and+Mom.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SW1dNp7sFZI/AAAAAAAAArY/-YZl4whDFQQ/s200/Sara+Max+and+Mom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290987626406090130" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SW1bi7zCj9I/AAAAAAAAAq4/oZ7RbmYa7qM/s1600-h/May+2008+Alabama+036.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SW1bi7zCj9I/AAAAAAAAAq4/oZ7RbmYa7qM/s200/May+2008+Alabama+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290985792955650002" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Although she left us without her physical presence, her love, and spirit will forever inhabit this world with all the grace and love that she spread to those she was around.<br /><br />Peace be with you all,<br /><br />Ian C. Goodsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-19478840222905726502009-01-04T19:58:00.000-08:002009-01-04T20:07:22.552-08:00Funny!While you guys are waiting for the Christmas post here's a funny Max story to tide you over.<br /><br />Max has decided that his favorite Christmas song is <span style="font-style: italic;">Driedle, Driedle, Driedle</span>. Yes, I know, not a Christmas song but its on the Barenaked Ladies holiday cd so it must be suitable for either holiday. That is a 4 year old's logic anyway. He sings it constantly, sometimes changing the words to fit whatever he's doing at the time. For instance, a couple days ago, he was playing with his tools so he was singing, "Hammer, Hammer, Hammer, I made it out of clay..." Over & over & over. Finally, I asked him to sing something (anything) else for a little while. He looked me straight in the eyes & proceeded to sing Driedle, Driedle, Driedle, I made it out of clay... Ian laughed; I had to leave the room.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-58827148252852126982009-01-04T19:38:00.000-08:002009-01-15T11:57:52.838-08:00Christmas post<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SW-QtZUsf0I/AAAAAAAAAsI/Hj1ifrq8VkI/s1600-h/Santa+with+Ian+Christmas+In+the+Kitchen+2008.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SW-QtZUsf0I/AAAAAAAAAsI/Hj1ifrq8VkI/s320/Santa+with+Ian+Christmas+In+the+Kitchen+2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291607196749823810" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">Ian w/ Santa in a kilt<br /></div>We had a ton of things going on this Christmas! Ian's nonprofit Scots for Tots had an event called Christmas in the Kitchen with Mitzi MacDonald & her band Keltic Reign. They had a packed house & managed to get 6 huge boxes of toys for the MO Baptist Children's Home.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SWGD5q8oZlI/AAAAAAAAAqY/DoXs_pAymo0/s1600-h/Toy+Delivery+MBCH+12-13-08+-+SFT+2008+Event+007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SWGD5q8oZlI/AAAAAAAAAqY/DoXs_pAymo0/s320/Toy+Delivery+MBCH+12-13-08+-+SFT+2008+Event+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287652464314050130" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Look at the size of those boxes! </span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SWGD6DmfHxI/AAAAAAAAAqg/hae529065lo/s1600-h/Toy+Delivery+MBCH+12-13-08+-+SFT+2008+Event+010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SWGD6DmfHxI/AAAAAAAAAqg/hae529065lo/s320/Toy+Delivery+MBCH+12-13-08+-+SFT+2008+Event+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287652470932053778" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">At the children's home</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Then it was time for Christmas at our house. Max was thrilled the Santa brought him Wall*E! The movie, PJs & a bath towel! How cool!<br /></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SWGCb_BaWDI/AAAAAAAAApo/nYlC4hWkiSc/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SWGCb_BaWDI/AAAAAAAAApo/nYlC4hWkiSc/s320/Christmas+2008+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287650854795106354" border="0" /></a>After opening everything under the tree, Ian went down to the basement & discovered one last present that Santa had set up. Max was absolutely amazed by his new train set & spent at least the next 45 minutes playing with it.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SWGCcS39teI/AAAAAAAAApw/XcO9wdNejak/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SWGCcS39teI/AAAAAAAAApw/XcO9wdNejak/s320/Christmas+2008+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287650860124190178" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Joy upon discovery (please ignore the whale in the background)</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SWGCdODQa9I/AAAAAAAAAp4/phuVKDcvkrw/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+031.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SWGCdODQa9I/AAAAAAAAAp4/phuVKDcvkrw/s320/Christmas+2008+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287650876009245650" border="0" /></a><span style="text-decoration: underline; font-style: italic;">happily ignoring the call of pancakes</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Later that day it was off to Mimi & Grandpa's for more Christmas celebrations & a yummy feast! Prime rib & yorkshire pudding! I'm getting hungry just thinking about it. Wait a minute! I'm always hungry!<br /></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SWGCdduuMsI/AAAAAAAAAqA/_FcXHScBviA/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+044.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SWGCdduuMsI/AAAAAAAAAqA/_FcXHScBviA/s320/Christmas+2008+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287650880218084034" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">Mimi w/ 3 of the kids (Becky came the next day!)<br /></div>sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-69999084738968246862008-12-26T12:25:00.000-08:002008-12-26T12:38:38.631-08:00You asked for it!<span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span>I must admit, even though I said I'd be better this time, I have been bad about taking belly pics. But since a few of you have prodded me, here are a couple. Isn't it weird how you never think you're as big as you are til you see a picture of your self?<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SVU-b5wSe2I/AAAAAAAAApY/lzLTaC3TwK0/s1600-h/Belly+Pics+12-26-08+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SVU-b5wSe2I/AAAAAAAAApY/lzLTaC3TwK0/s320/Belly+Pics+12-26-08+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284198386869893986" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SVU-cEfjQjI/AAAAAAAAApg/yNG9lq8OUOw/s1600-h/Belly+Pics+12-26-08+003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oP7t9AWDOn4/SVU-cEfjQjI/AAAAAAAAApg/yNG9lq8OUOw/s320/Belly+Pics+12-26-08+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284198389752480306" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Holy Cow! Look at that belly!</span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />By the way, I hate Liz <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Lange</span> (Target) maternity jeans! I feel like they fall down constantly!<br /></div></div>sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-18252876772630122772008-12-17T10:00:00.000-08:002008-12-17T10:25:02.248-08:0048 DaysThat's how many days left until my due date! Amazing, huh? Some days I have trouble believing that Cashew is actually coming at all, that this is just a dream & I'm going to wake at any moment. Then I feel a swift kick or a punch & know my kid is already practicing kick-boxing. S/He is going to give big brother a run for his money. I can't wait!sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480481665887860314.post-52881833574793354332008-12-04T20:01:00.000-08:002008-12-04T20:06:09.047-08:00I have a 10+ page paper due in...6 days! Why, oh why do I feel the need to get on the blog? Its a compulsion, really it is. Ian says I have OCD. With all the other weird habits I have, I think he may be right!sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09711122977283533914noreply@blogger.com0