<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:09:15.364-06:00</updated><category term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNxmjWATjI/AAAAAAAAA4E/qe_ezWeojwc/s1600/Tettegouche'/><category term='+Gooseberry+Falls+014.JPG'/><title type='text'>Peeking In On Our Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-2351725541117432898</id><published>2011-11-21T19:04:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T12:42:27.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuteness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing really to say about this photo.  I just think it is cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677620276972063186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DUxliO9fC5s/Tsr1j4J5idI/AAAAAAAABHI/Q_o-qRx8ZVE/s320/147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-2351725541117432898?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/2351725541117432898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=2351725541117432898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2351725541117432898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2351725541117432898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2011/11/cuteness.html' title='Cuteness'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DUxliO9fC5s/Tsr1j4J5idI/AAAAAAAABHI/Q_o-qRx8ZVE/s72-c/147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-3783801952417084232</id><published>2011-11-18T17:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T17:18:55.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Potato Farm Field Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took a field trip to a local (as in a few miles from our house) potato farm today.  Our kids are no strangers to planting, growing and harvesting potatoes but this trip gave them a little more perspective into what it takes to get those bags of potatoes into the local grocery stores.  We did a short walk through the warehouse and got to see the process in which the potatoes are washed, sorted, boxed up, and ready to ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that a whole lot of spuds?  In case you didn't know, Big Lake's version of a local fair and parade each summer is called the Spud Fest.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This pile of taters goes back another 120 feet.  Smelled so great and earthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3M5TnTDfcAY/TsblmNakjSI/AAAAAAAABG8/hl8doMcOtj0/s1600/161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676476824945986850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3M5TnTDfcAY/TsblmNakjSI/AAAAAAAABG8/hl8doMcOtj0/s320/161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids got to have some of the rejected potatoes.  Glory and Ellie each got a big heart.  Glory's friend had a cute little butterfly.  A little boy in our group had a potato in the shape of a ducky.  It was promptly turned into a gun to shoot at his sister's butterfly in 3 minutes or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbWFI5k4FiA/Tsbll5l0iBI/AAAAAAAABGs/RFozpqdNoBg/s1600/157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676476819624462354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbWFI5k4FiA/Tsbll5l0iBI/AAAAAAAABGs/RFozpqdNoBg/s320/157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TI8pnipgNnI/Tsbllp1BU0I/AAAAAAAABGg/5wDAQcrVz-M/s1600/153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676476815393248066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TI8pnipgNnI/Tsbllp1BU0I/AAAAAAAABGg/5wDAQcrVz-M/s320/153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6q4W9UxXWg/TsbllRZTJjI/AAAAAAAABGY/UZ80cesJJYI/s1600/151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676476808834524722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6q4W9UxXWg/TsbllRZTJjI/AAAAAAAABGY/UZ80cesJJYI/s320/151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-3783801952417084232?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/3783801952417084232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=3783801952417084232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3783801952417084232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3783801952417084232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2011/11/potato-farm-field-trip.html' title='Potato Farm Field Trip'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3M5TnTDfcAY/TsblmNakjSI/AAAAAAAABG8/hl8doMcOtj0/s72-c/161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-2466828968754283939</id><published>2011-10-10T18:05:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T18:51:55.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hQkZaMHz5jg/TpN814lccjI/AAAAAAAABAI/KCGN3OT9UN0/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662006421699195442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hQkZaMHz5jg/TpN814lccjI/AAAAAAAABAI/KCGN3OT9UN0/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just recently realized that I neglected to post pictures from our first day of school.  Actually, come to think of it, I didn't take any pictures!  And here we are, well into October.  Oh well.  Life goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did, however, snap some shots of a great little family outing that we took with my sister and her family.  Yesterday we went to Fairhaven Farms in Fairhaven, MN.  It feels like our lives have been consumed with homeschooling, piano lessons, soccer, preparing for winter, and the like since mid-August.  We played hooky from church and headed out to go through a 4 acre corn maze, look at gardens and chickens, buy things in the little store, and have a wagon ride.  (not a hayride, a wagon ride...my allergies were happy)  On our way home we even went out to eat.  It was a lovely day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662006425707881810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PSvTUVaHSfQ/TpN82HhMJVI/AAAAAAAABAQ/ui-cKNaf30A/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662007565114735794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kw8rYrldI-4/TpN94cI8_LI/AAAAAAAABAw/m1xd31ok-GY/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662007556347014834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KTLJlZ5577w/TpN937ekLrI/AAAAAAAABAo/S6vUrC4JuGo/s320/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662007542550884706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9NuuR3K1l5c/TpN93IFT8WI/AAAAAAAABAg/jUChQVCcZ2E/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662007535327641378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I328mc66mzg/TpN92tLJ_yI/AAAAAAAABAY/_gBZ8N5opXw/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662011172032171090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZV_RhKkwfwg/TpOBKY9FTFI/AAAAAAAABBg/3LI20wyDgdE/s320/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662011183817496754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-61TO1v2FybA/TpOBLE27GLI/AAAAAAAABBo/-DGd5tPaaIA/s320/053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662011190942801042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AF9DGoP0CAc/TpOBLfZunJI/AAAAAAAABBw/JXjveJMu4aM/s320/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662012729600234482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r1IGZ1V2UDY/TpOClDWP0_I/AAAAAAAABCQ/ZrBc36nOzCM/s320/086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662012717691316370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l2xckNkLCAs/TpOCkW-8KJI/AAAAAAAABCI/zjgrItoPHxw/s320/081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662013748453344706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAQqXJCIUXg/TpODgW3whcI/AAAAAAAABCg/HSIOeFeGNv0/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662013438886705330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnqvH11vfDI/TpODOVpUeLI/AAAAAAAABCY/60CBcH3jSzc/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-2466828968754283939?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/2466828968754283939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=2466828968754283939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2466828968754283939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2466828968754283939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-just-recently-realized-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hQkZaMHz5jg/TpN814lccjI/AAAAAAAABAI/KCGN3OT9UN0/s72-c/044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-8477445988658443980</id><published>2011-08-01T07:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T07:42:42.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Memories 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is already the last day of July.  I can hardly believe it.  Our summer has been jam-packed with lots of "scheduled" down-time.  We have been swimming, hanging out with friends and family, hosting picnics and parties and get-togethers.  We had our annual 4th of July weekend with Aaron's brother and his family.  We have been on the road for travel soccer and eaten untold numbers of McDonalds ice cream treats.  We have gone to the movies and have been watching the Anne of Green Gables series.  We have been gardening, landscaping and improving our yard.  The kids have been taking turns going camping with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has been...lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But homeschool is never far from my mind and we will be beginning again before you know it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unless...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I take the year off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvae6OQ500U/TjFb9XmMi-I/AAAAAAAABAA/5r7Tot6b7yE/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634385718681570274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvae6OQ500U/TjFb9XmMi-I/AAAAAAAABAA/5r7Tot6b7yE/s320/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X1yikq0nFgQ/TjFb9AXkP-I/AAAAAAAAA_4/agVZdoMx8HI/s1600/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634383616700191202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XcBQbWDrO2g/TjFaDBGyEeI/AAAAAAAAA_A/MWojueQtKeg/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7iszcAy75tU/TjFaC_zXSUI/AAAAAAAAA-4/xgQJ3o6CLLA/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634383616350308674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7iszcAy75tU/TjFaC_zXSUI/AAAAAAAAA-4/xgQJ3o6CLLA/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-8477445988658443980?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/8477445988658443980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=8477445988658443980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8477445988658443980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8477445988658443980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-memories-2011.html' title='Summer Memories 2011'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvae6OQ500U/TjFb9XmMi-I/AAAAAAAABAA/5r7Tot6b7yE/s72-c/077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-823416454195530392</id><published>2011-05-18T08:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T08:11:20.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhubarb Shade</title><content type='html'>We have been planting the garden and harvesting rhubarb. It always amazes me that the kids have no problem chowing down a couple pieces of the sour stuff. And no sour face! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids love getting involved in helping with the yard. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(The two big ones are starting to resist, but I recall resisting a LOT of what my parents wanted me to do when I was 13 1/2).&lt;/span&gt; Evidently, from these pictures, it is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; important to provide shade for Daddy while helping with the rhubarb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aUIc0m-wEDY/TdPER-4H2KI/AAAAAAAAA-k/sWNKi8XHC3I/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608041774221613218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aUIc0m-wEDY/TdPER-4H2KI/AAAAAAAAA-k/sWNKi8XHC3I/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D2ZA6ut651Y/TdPERItYh-I/AAAAAAAAA-c/55vEeesLMb8/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608041759681054690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D2ZA6ut651Y/TdPERItYh-I/AAAAAAAAA-c/55vEeesLMb8/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zE6tAee4hQg/TdPEQjr3wfI/AAAAAAAAA-U/KGPH-mATn8A/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608041749742600690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zE6tAee4hQg/TdPEQjr3wfI/AAAAAAAAA-U/KGPH-mATn8A/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P7xR6GJIIo4/TdPEQAbSzQI/AAAAAAAAA-M/7a_przAlc54/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608041740277828866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P7xR6GJIIo4/TdPEQAbSzQI/AAAAAAAAA-M/7a_przAlc54/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-823416454195530392?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/823416454195530392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=823416454195530392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/823416454195530392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/823416454195530392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2011/05/rhubarb-shade.html' title='Rhubarb Shade'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aUIc0m-wEDY/TdPER-4H2KI/AAAAAAAAA-k/sWNKi8XHC3I/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-8315152599062295910</id><published>2011-05-06T09:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T09:54:37.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Things</title><content type='html'>I have been just barely keeping up with the necessities of life around here the last couple of months. Between field trips, homeschooling, swimming lessons, piano lessons, Awana, youth group, church, soccer, switching winter clothes out, standardized testing, spring birthdays, and Carlie and Caleb being in a musical...well, I have hardly had the time to sit down! I am looking forward to some unscheduled time around home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the craziness, I have been finding myself more and more able to enter into God's rest and not be stressed out or overwhelmed. He truly is sufficient! And He brings joy to my heart through the little things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First tooth lost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Even though Glory is our 5th child to lose a first tooth, it never gets old!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E0tPWze7wJg/TcQICNgnwuI/AAAAAAAAA-E/JbVv8u13eaY/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603612670434984674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E0tPWze7wJg/TcQICNgnwuI/AAAAAAAAA-E/JbVv8u13eaY/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nBltHYj12_k/TcQIB2rs5UI/AAAAAAAAA98/18fqZEctbxo/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603612664307443010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nBltHYj12_k/TcQIB2rs5UI/AAAAAAAAA98/18fqZEctbxo/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy girl makes me smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-8315152599062295910?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/8315152599062295910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=8315152599062295910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8315152599062295910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8315152599062295910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-things.html' title='The Little Things'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E0tPWze7wJg/TcQICNgnwuI/AAAAAAAAA-E/JbVv8u13eaY/s72-c/045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-4776642941561172611</id><published>2011-02-22T13:12:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T13:30:14.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blink!</title><content type='html'>Our homeschool family loves to play games. We play all sorts of games. Some of them are part of our school routine and others are just for the plain fun of it. We tend to play a couple of different games for a couple of weeks and then move on to something new or forgotten. (We have been playing Mancala lately. Remember that game? I think Aaron and I got it the year we got married!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One game the kids love right now is Blink. They actually have been playing it regularly since Christmas, when Glory received it as a gift. It is a card game from the makers of Uno that claims to be the "world's fastest game". It is actually a really quick game so everybody gets a turn. The idea is to try to be the first to get rid of your pile of cards by matching the shape, amount of objects on a card, or the color. Lots of options for having a card that plays. The direction indicate ages 7+, but 5 year old Glory has had no trouble with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qdeNnRMq4Fk/TWQL9hdl12I/AAAAAAAAA90/h5RKwZIhkow/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576595390173927266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qdeNnRMq4Fk/TWQL9hdl12I/AAAAAAAAA90/h5RKwZIhkow/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My girls like to make up new ways to play. So it is a fun game with other options.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What homeschooling mom doesn't appreciate open-ended activities? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-afS1DvEnPWM/TWQL7JGvIhI/AAAAAAAAA9s/lGE-DD3q6qA/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576595349275877906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-afS1DvEnPWM/TWQL7JGvIhI/AAAAAAAAA9s/lGE-DD3q6qA/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if you don't homeschool, it is a fun and quick game that the kids can play while you are cooking supper, giving baby a bath, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what the girls did today while I cleaned up the mess from lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perfectly entertaining and not at all difficult to set up or put away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GulUz-Xv1DQ/TWQL6gae1lI/AAAAAAAAA9k/t2E9naoVHaw/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576595338352842322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GulUz-Xv1DQ/TWQL6gae1lI/AAAAAAAAA9k/t2E9naoVHaw/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-4776642941561172611?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/4776642941561172611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=4776642941561172611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4776642941561172611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4776642941561172611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2011/02/blink.html' title='Blink!'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qdeNnRMq4Fk/TWQL9hdl12I/AAAAAAAAA90/h5RKwZIhkow/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-2468940978459348237</id><published>2011-02-10T18:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:39:05.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Around the Bend</title><content type='html'>-18 degrees Fahrenheit.  That is what I saw on our thermometer when I got up on this sunny, yet frigid February morning.  The weatherman posted the possible upcoming temps.  20's.  30's.  The possibility and hope of 40's brings joy to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually mind winter a whole lot.  We are mostly homebodies around here so I often don't even notice the temperature.  This year, however, seems like it began early and has been especially loaded with snow, bitter cold, and illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the promise of 30's and up for a stretch thrills me to the core. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the bend I can see rhubarb poking its head through the new grass.  The flowers will be begging to be cut and put into canning jars on the middle of the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pjz69ytY7Eo/TVSDqTsZGWI/AAAAAAAAA9c/wQranu-1Xnw/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572223401828358498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pjz69ytY7Eo/TVSDqTsZGWI/AAAAAAAAA9c/wQranu-1Xnw/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ypqfouq6lOo/TVSDp3O2jyI/AAAAAAAAA9U/tus-eyxex1Y/s1600/Summer%2BFun%2B2010%2B013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572223394188267298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ypqfouq6lOo/TVSDp3O2jyI/AAAAAAAAA9U/tus-eyxex1Y/s320/Summer%2BFun%2B2010%2B013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-2468940978459348237?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/2468940978459348237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=2468940978459348237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2468940978459348237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2468940978459348237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2011/02/around-bend.html' title='Around the Bend'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pjz69ytY7Eo/TVSDqTsZGWI/AAAAAAAAA9c/wQranu-1Xnw/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-5245806804036392481</id><published>2011-02-09T07:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T08:09:45.801-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dry Erase Boards</title><content type='html'>Dry erase boards are one of my favorite homeschool helps.  We have them in varying sizes with lots of choices of color in markers.  We use them for all sorts of school-related things.  I use a medium sized board when teaching Carlie and Caleb grammar.  The kids (especially the youngers) love to use boards for spelling practice and tests.  It seems to take a lot less effort to write on a dry erase board than on paper all of the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Glory just loves to copy words onto her board.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TVKeWfP7oxI/AAAAAAAAA9M/cd1ThYYRGCk/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571689798193357586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TVKeWfP7oxI/AAAAAAAAA9M/cd1ThYYRGCk/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TVKeWEREK9I/AAAAAAAAA9E/nNfUrxeRgH8/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571689790950353874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TVKeWEREK9I/AAAAAAAAA9E/nNfUrxeRgH8/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TVKeVtrXN4I/AAAAAAAAA88/C4eaMVDkiZ8/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571689784886638466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TVKeVtrXN4I/AAAAAAAAA88/C4eaMVDkiZ8/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TVKeVGVdoFI/AAAAAAAAA80/XmRE_a2Iyv4/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571689774325801042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TVKeVGVdoFI/AAAAAAAAA80/XmRE_a2Iyv4/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-5245806804036392481?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/5245806804036392481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=5245806804036392481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/5245806804036392481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/5245806804036392481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2011/02/dry-erase-boards.html' title='Dry Erase Boards'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TVKeWfP7oxI/AAAAAAAAA9M/cd1ThYYRGCk/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-4832872256304522858</id><published>2011-02-01T08:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T08:43:59.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Hair Day...I Mean, Crazy Hair Night</title><content type='html'>The girls look forward to Crazy Hair Night at Awana's all year long.  This is the first year that Glory was old enough to be part of it.  Somehow, her hair ended up being more cute that crazy, but she was still thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUgbUMVocdI/AAAAAAAAA8o/uT9kwCAjM0A/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568730972966908370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUgbUMVocdI/AAAAAAAAA8o/uT9kwCAjM0A/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Glory was a little excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUgbTlXReOI/AAAAAAAAA8g/wTICA6QLp1g/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568730962504808674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUgbTlXReOI/AAAAAAAAA8g/wTICA6QLp1g/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggie had 13 ponies in her hair, all the same size.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The child truly has a mop of hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUgav5Uq0uI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/IAmI88slXRo/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568730349387305698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUgav5Uq0uI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/IAmI88slXRo/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUgavip9n_I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/1_FVCYhdBds/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568730343302602738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUgavip9n_I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/1_FVCYhdBds/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carlie did Ellie's hair.  Isn't that what big sisters are for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUgavK5gHGI/AAAAAAAAA8I/bYQHKTaexGM/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568730336925326434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUgavK5gHGI/AAAAAAAAA8I/bYQHKTaexGM/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUgauk66KiI/AAAAAAAAA8A/YBEUPlPpDD0/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568730326730680866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUgauk66KiI/AAAAAAAAA8A/YBEUPlPpDD0/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUgatwkytLI/AAAAAAAAA74/7BjCF4o9m0U/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568730312679273650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUgatwkytLI/AAAAAAAAA74/7BjCF4o9m0U/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-4832872256304522858?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/4832872256304522858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=4832872256304522858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4832872256304522858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4832872256304522858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2011/02/bad-hair-dayi-mean-crazy-hair-night.html' title='Bad Hair Day...I Mean, Crazy Hair Night'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUgbUMVocdI/AAAAAAAAA8o/uT9kwCAjM0A/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-5293844858670144837</id><published>2011-01-30T19:58:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T20:11:22.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lockers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My laptop crashed just after Christmas. As a result I lost the "before" pictures of this project that Aaron worked on over his Christmas break. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Also lost about 2 months of pictures and videos...mostly holiday and fun outing pictures. Bummer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are our new and handmade garage lockers. Such a better solution to storing all of the winter gear and shoes than our previous shelf system. The kids love having their own space. This has made it so easy to get in and out of the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bonus is that they were built to withstand kids sitting on their shelf to put on shoes or standing on the shelf to reach up high!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUYYFR5RbsI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Yq-sKfeR_cs/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568164468272230082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUYYFR5RbsI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Yq-sKfeR_cs/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUYYExUOrxI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Fy85LdkhdH4/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568164459526926098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUYYExUOrxI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Fy85LdkhdH4/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-5293844858670144837?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/5293844858670144837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=5293844858670144837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/5293844858670144837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/5293844858670144837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2011/01/lockers.html' title='Lockers'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TUYYFR5RbsI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Yq-sKfeR_cs/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-1638767953309349871</id><published>2010-12-13T16:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T16:09:46.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Monday Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is scarcely 3 degrees outside today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TQaY3qusjJI/AAAAAAAAA7c/t-n8hqoyFMI/s1600/Bloggables%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550291672911088786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TQaY3qusjJI/AAAAAAAAA7c/t-n8hqoyFMI/s320/Bloggables%2B008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lots of snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TQaY3Ma6pPI/AAAAAAAAA7U/7m54jiZ8kMs/s1600/Bloggables%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550291664775062770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TQaY3Ma6pPI/AAAAAAAAA7U/7m54jiZ8kMs/s320/Bloggables%2B007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chili in the Dutch-oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TQaY2skrgxI/AAAAAAAAA7M/HSsFkQLwvyw/s1600/Bloggables%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550291656226079506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TQaY2skrgxI/AAAAAAAAA7M/HSsFkQLwvyw/s320/Bloggables%2B009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Italian-herb bread, compliments of my friend, Zojirushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-1638767953309349871?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/1638767953309349871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=1638767953309349871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/1638767953309349871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/1638767953309349871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/12/monday-moment.html' title='A Monday Moment'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TQaY3qusjJI/AAAAAAAAA7c/t-n8hqoyFMI/s72-c/Bloggables%2B008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-5662108245420141734</id><published>2010-12-08T08:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T08:31:09.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree Hunting 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TP-VrcZis3I/AAAAAAAAA7E/c6Vj00eBoFs/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548317839533978482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TP-VrcZis3I/AAAAAAAAA7E/c6Vj00eBoFs/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TP-VrO1h4GI/AAAAAAAAA68/-oc0KsI3nkc/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548317835893268578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TP-VrO1h4GI/AAAAAAAAA68/-oc0KsI3nkc/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TP-VqXIcrYI/AAAAAAAAA60/-ZX6rae1kfQ/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548317820940234114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TP-VqXIcrYI/AAAAAAAAA60/-ZX6rae1kfQ/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TP-VpwcdK5I/AAAAAAAAA6s/4GN389AWClI/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548317810555169682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TP-VpwcdK5I/AAAAAAAAA6s/4GN389AWClI/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TP-Vph6oMwI/AAAAAAAAA6k/lOaAo5Slk08/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548317806655189762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TP-Vph6oMwI/AAAAAAAAA6k/lOaAo5Slk08/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the kids were happy with the choice of our Christmas tree this year.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was no crying or fighting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think they are growing up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-5662108245420141734?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/5662108245420141734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=5662108245420141734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/5662108245420141734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/5662108245420141734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-tree-hunting-2010.html' title='Christmas Tree Hunting 2010'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TP-VrcZis3I/AAAAAAAAA7E/c6Vj00eBoFs/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-3402231687422600393</id><published>2010-12-01T09:14:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T18:19:09.197-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping it Real</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my attempt at "keeping it real" like some of you other blogger friends out there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, I tend to be hyper-organized, but it is an impossibility to have a perfectly clean household when I am at home ALL DAY with my 6 little homeschoolers EVERY DAY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes life gets in the way of chores. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my laundry room this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is Wednesday and I have not done any laundry since Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That is only THREE full days of not doing any laundry. Wait! I did do a load of towels and a load of fancy dresses in between! *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TPZmrod-BWI/AAAAAAAAA6c/oFP4kVHw30M/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545732890936870242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TPZmrod-BWI/AAAAAAAAA6c/oFP4kVHw30M/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is a good thing that I kinda like doing laundry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-3402231687422600393?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/3402231687422600393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=3402231687422600393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3402231687422600393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3402231687422600393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/12/keeping-it-real.html' title='Keeping it Real'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TPZmrod-BWI/AAAAAAAAA6c/oFP4kVHw30M/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-9014668480095437286</id><published>2010-11-24T18:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T18:54:47.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TO2zOzR9d6I/AAAAAAAAA6U/08IjlSBmhTE/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543283783228028834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TO2zOzR9d6I/AAAAAAAAA6U/08IjlSBmhTE/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TO2zOcS4ryI/AAAAAAAAA6M/hBoTWUNnwC0/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543283777057894178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TO2zOcS4ryI/AAAAAAAAA6M/hBoTWUNnwC0/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A serious artist wears a helmet with a light when making Thanksgiving cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TO2zOOk86TI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0lWcwuFFLzQ/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543283773375572274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TO2zOOk86TI/AAAAAAAAA6E/0lWcwuFFLzQ/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Translation:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grown-up Thanksgiving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Thanksgiving, I love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TO2zM-m8kVI/AAAAAAAAA58/XrSbD6u1RzA/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543283751909101906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TO2zM-m8kVI/AAAAAAAAA58/XrSbD6u1RzA/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cranberry pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-9014668480095437286?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/9014668480095437286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=9014668480095437286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/9014668480095437286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/9014668480095437286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TO2zOzR9d6I/AAAAAAAAA6U/08IjlSBmhTE/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-6024111153666660277</id><published>2010-11-01T20:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:58:47.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On His Mind</title><content type='html'>Micah has been asking some interesting questions lately.  These were his thoughts immediately upon waking this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, what is in blood?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is usually under a house?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then what is on the roof?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-6024111153666660277?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/6024111153666660277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=6024111153666660277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6024111153666660277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6024111153666660277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/11/on-his-mind.html' title='On His Mind'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-3802482516521837838</id><published>2010-10-14T09:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T09:27:59.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And So They Grow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New reading glasses on our resident kindergarten girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TLcRed_FDII/AAAAAAAAA50/WdKWti-y9Q0/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TLcRed_FDII/AAAAAAAAA50/WdKWti-y9Q0/s320/036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527906282763521154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TLcRd5ykDEI/AAAAAAAAA5s/OKzPr-WnRaI/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TLcRd5ykDEI/AAAAAAAAA5s/OKzPr-WnRaI/s320/034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527906273047350338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is a teen among us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A freshly minted 13 year old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Complete with smile and make-up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(You know they are growing up when they pick out their own birthday dessert &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; make it themselves.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TLcRdQEDXqI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Cb_7I_fdtDY/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TLcRdQEDXqI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Cb_7I_fdtDY/s320/024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527906261846417058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Football, football and more football.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb played on one of the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade varsity teams this year and loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He is already asking about next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TLcRdJ1gYrI/AAAAAAAAA5c/KGE-LNJ4iy0/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TLcRdJ1gYrI/AAAAAAAAA5c/KGE-LNJ4iy0/s320/031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527906260174791346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TLcRcwQVWXI/AAAAAAAAA5U/1iDP2SskGu0/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TLcRcwQVWXI/AAAAAAAAA5U/1iDP2SskGu0/s320/019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527906253307992434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-3802482516521837838?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/3802482516521837838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=3802482516521837838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3802482516521837838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3802482516521837838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/10/and-so-they-grow.html' title='And So They Grow...'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TLcRed_FDII/AAAAAAAAA50/WdKWti-y9Q0/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-2137408445492414685</id><published>2010-09-27T07:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T08:01:44.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Era</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TKCSk3wfGvI/AAAAAAAAA5M/9pvNocqUwPg/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TKCSk3wfGvI/AAAAAAAAA5M/9pvNocqUwPg/s320/054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521574305296489202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We moved Micah from his crib (in our closet) to his big boy bed in Glory's room.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is officially a new era around here.  Gone are the days of babies in cradles in our room.  No more little kiddos staking claim to our master bedroom closet as "my room".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Diapers and pacifiers (known around here as "nannies") are a thing of the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Surely a bittersweet moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love seeing the kids grow up and watching them change into the people God created them to be.  What mother doesn't gleam with pride and joy when her little one successfully navigates yet another milestone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still, the days of being a mom of littles are fleeting.  Time is flying by and I have yet to find a way to slow it down.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So to this truth I cling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hebrews 13:8  Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-2137408445492414685?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/2137408445492414685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=2137408445492414685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2137408445492414685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2137408445492414685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-era.html' title='A New Era'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TKCSk3wfGvI/AAAAAAAAA5M/9pvNocqUwPg/s72-c/054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-737990895733518412</id><published>2010-09-16T20:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T20:47:24.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 School Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We began our homeschooling year by starting partial days of school in August.  We did that for two reasons.  The first was that the kids were getting tired of the summer routine and were ready to begin &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;.  I wasn't.  The second reason is that I was trying to build some extra time off into our regular school year so that we would be able to take our vacation and have some extra days off without having to make-up missed lessons.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love taking the pictures of them their first "official" day back to school.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Let's face it; homeschoolers are always in school).&lt;/span&gt;  This year I also did some extra shots of them so that they would be able to have some cute pictures to share with their friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is so much fun to be able to look back and see how much they change from one year to the next!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TJLGLNiqIGI/AAAAAAAAA5E/OZe0_KWSZIE/s1600/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TJLFTuLtDTI/AAAAAAAAA4c/Rr7jaziYpFk/s400/051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517689436087586098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TJLFTE_SIBI/AAAAAAAAA4U/RgdfUCELt1E/s1600/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TJLFTE_SIBI/AAAAAAAAA4U/RgdfUCELt1E/s400/092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517689425029636114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-737990895733518412?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/737990895733518412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=737990895733518412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/737990895733518412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/737990895733518412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/09/2010-school-pictures.html' title='2010 School Pictures'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TJLGLNiqIGI/AAAAAAAAA5E/OZe0_KWSZIE/s72-c/094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-2844500020201817661</id><published>2010-09-13T19:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T19:49:40.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Many Posts, So Little Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I type this I have not yet finished unpacking from our 3,000+ mile vacation through the Black Hills and Yellowstone.  Since my last post, the summer quickly came to an end.  We started partial days of school in August in preparation for our 9 day/8 night trip.  This week the full fall schedule of homeschooling, football for Caleb, piano lessons for Carlie, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AWANAs&lt;/span&gt;, and lots of other things begin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am excited to get back into a regular-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; routine.  Then maybe I can keep up a bit better on regular posts...or maybe not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check back for school pictures and vacation shots! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-2844500020201817661?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/2844500020201817661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=2844500020201817661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2844500020201817661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2844500020201817661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-many-posts-so-little-time.html' title='So Many Posts, So Little Time'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-4277076405623918144</id><published>2010-07-30T19:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T19:46:29.746-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='+Gooseberry+Falls+014.JPG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNxmjWATjI/AAAAAAAAA4E/qe_ezWeojwc/s1600/Tettegouche'/><title type='text'>North Shore (Part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The last two state parks that we visited were so incredibly beautiful that I feel each needed its own post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Tettegouche State Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This park had so many amazing trails and places to explore that I wish we would have gone there first.  We were kind of running out of steam by day 3.  We were amazed by the way the Baptism River met up with Lake Superior.  The color of the river water was similar to a strongly brewed iced tea.  Lake Superior was a deep blue.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNxmjWATjI/AAAAAAAAA4E/qe_ezWeojwc/s400/Tettegouche,+Gooseberry+Falls+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rocks everywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNvfyKR0pI/AAAAAAAAA38/kLeyHOx4j1I/s1600/Tettegouche,+Gooseberry+Falls+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNvfyKR0pI/AAAAAAAAA38/kLeyHOx4j1I/s400/Tettegouche,+Gooseberry+Falls+006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499862161781019282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Six happy kids.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNvfAM5p2I/AAAAAAAAA30/sAxqYRrKy34/s1600/Tettegouche,+Gooseberry+Falls+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNvfAM5p2I/AAAAAAAAA30/sAxqYRrKy34/s400/Tettegouche,+Gooseberry+Falls+009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499862148370245474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baptism River&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNve3B7y7I/AAAAAAAAA3s/okr0tZUneQY/s1600/Tettegouche,+Gooseberry+Falls+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNve3B7y7I/AAAAAAAAA3s/okr0tZUneQY/s400/Tettegouche,+Gooseberry+Falls+012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499862145908329394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNu4qMmKiI/AAAAAAAAA3k/zD1VNTsMATM/s1600/Tettegouche,+Gooseberry+Falls+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNu4qMmKiI/AAAAAAAAA3k/zD1VNTsMATM/s400/Tettegouche,+Gooseberry+Falls+017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499861489628359202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More places to climb.  And Aaron didn't fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNu4cdrMKI/AAAAAAAAA3c/sQGUyDBTYpY/s1600/Tettegouche,+Gooseberry+Falls+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNu4cdrMKI/AAAAAAAAA3c/sQGUyDBTYpY/s400/Tettegouche,+Gooseberry+Falls+015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499861485941895330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somebody's booty.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNu30zluQI/AAAAAAAAA3U/cZ8cAmqv_Bc/s1600/Tettegouche,+Gooseberry+Falls+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNu30zluQI/AAAAAAAAA3U/cZ8cAmqv_Bc/s400/Tettegouche,+Gooseberry+Falls+027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499861475296393474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think there was a bad view in sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNu3WFLCqI/AAAAAAAAA3M/LN1LwppjaFA/s1600/Tettegouche,+Gooseberry+Falls+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNu3WFLCqI/AAAAAAAAA3M/LN1LwppjaFA/s400/Tettegouche,+Gooseberry+Falls+028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499861467048643234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNu3IKiSpI/AAAAAAAAA3E/IYX18w8DFf8/s1600/Tettegouche,+Gooseberry+Falls+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNu3IKiSpI/AAAAAAAAA3E/IYX18w8DFf8/s400/Tettegouche,+Gooseberry+Falls+031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499861463313042066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aaron considered climbing this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all said, "NO!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-4277076405623918144?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/4277076405623918144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=4277076405623918144' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4277076405623918144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4277076405623918144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/07/north-shore-part-3.html' title='North Shore (Part 3)'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFNxmjWATjI/AAAAAAAAA4E/qe_ezWeojwc/s72-c/Tettegouche,+Gooseberry+Falls+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-8343935313545103153</id><published>2010-07-28T11:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T11:51:25.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would like to announce that we are officially done with diapers.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Well... technically Micah still uses one during sleep... just in case).  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This is huge.  This is the first time in nearly 13 years that we haven't had a child (and often we had two) in diapers.  I still can't believe it!  Micah has been faithfully using the toilet, mostly without reminders or help, for about 3 weeks now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It was worth every single Tootsie Roll he consumed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFBfx25lrsI/AAAAAAAAA28/0lmra-SWQeA/s400/July+%2710+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-8343935313545103153?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/8343935313545103153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=8343935313545103153' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8343935313545103153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8343935313545103153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/07/big-announcement.html' title='Big Announcement'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TFBfx25lrsI/AAAAAAAAA28/0lmra-SWQeA/s72-c/July+%2710+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-7379337851883679573</id><published>2010-07-27T21:19:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T21:44:34.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>North Shore Trip (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't mention that we stayed at an Americinn in Silver Bay.  While it wasn't "fancy", the pool area had a big water slide for the big kids and a little water slide for the littles.  Perfect for them.  Oh!  They had a great breakfast for the kids, too!  Make your own waffles, biscuits and gravy and all of the usuals.  What more could they need?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Two Harbors, MN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of things to look at and see in Two Harbors.  Unfortunately, I got very few pictures.  I ran out of camera battery so I asked the chick in the gift store if I could use her outlet to charge the battery.  At least I got a picture of Micah with the train.  He was thrilled.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TE-WTu_faYI/AAAAAAAAA20/qMl_FDKk7n8/s1600/Two+Harbors+and+Split+Rock+Lighthouse+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TE-WTu_faYI/AAAAAAAAA20/qMl_FDKk7n8/s320/Two+Harbors+and+Split+Rock+Lighthouse+005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498778935818676610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TE-WTF5DJeI/AAAAAAAAA2s/6C9SeM6xKNo/s1600/Two+Harbors+and+Split+Rock+Lighthouse+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TE-WTF5DJeI/AAAAAAAAA2s/6C9SeM6xKNo/s320/Two+Harbors+and+Split+Rock+Lighthouse+001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498778924785804770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are a few tunnels that you have to drive through in this area.  My kids do a little thing where they all hold their breath until we reach the end of the tunnel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently, this is how Micah holds his breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Split Rock Lighthouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Split Rock Lighthouse is a fascinating and beautiful place to visit.  The weather was perfect and the kids loved seeing a lighthouse, up close and personal.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TE-V8m4YPDI/AAAAAAAAA2k/cTjZOww4wSI/s1600/Two+Harbors+and+Split+Rock+Lighthouse+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TE-V8m4YPDI/AAAAAAAAA2k/cTjZOww4wSI/s320/Two+Harbors+and+Split+Rock+Lighthouse+010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498778538504371250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;View from the top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TE-V8PprcHI/AAAAAAAAA2c/J2f7oF-iRUA/s1600/Two+Harbors+and+Split+Rock+Lighthouse+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TE-V8PprcHI/AAAAAAAAA2c/J2f7oF-iRUA/s320/Two+Harbors+and+Split+Rock+Lighthouse+006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498778532268699762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were not able to manage to get all six kids to stick their heads through a hole at once.  Glory couldn't stay still.  Caleb wouldn't stay in the picture.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Micah.  Well, he didn't quite get the idea of the shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TE-V7c_Sm0I/AAAAAAAAA2U/uF3RLCDVcAk/s1600/Two+Harbors+and+Split+Rock+Lighthouse+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TE-V7c_Sm0I/AAAAAAAAA2U/uF3RLCDVcAk/s320/Two+Harbors+and+Split+Rock+Lighthouse+011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498778518669138754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TE-V6rJEODI/AAAAAAAAA2M/CzjRrcuHzA0/s1600/Two+Harbors+and+Split+Rock+Lighthouse+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TE-V6rJEODI/AAAAAAAAA2M/CzjRrcuHzA0/s320/Two+Harbors+and+Split+Rock+Lighthouse+026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498778505288366130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-7379337851883679573?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/7379337851883679573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=7379337851883679573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/7379337851883679573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/7379337851883679573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/07/north-shore-trip-part-2.html' title='North Shore Trip (Part 2)'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TE-WTu_faYI/AAAAAAAAA20/qMl_FDKk7n8/s72-c/Two+Harbors+and+Split+Rock+Lighthouse+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-2999599628865821665</id><published>2010-07-23T09:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T09:28:11.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>North Shore Trip (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We recently took the kids on a a 3 day/2 night vacation along the North Shore.  It was the first time in a loooong time that we had stayed in a hotel.  In fact, we had to have two rooms, due to the size of our family.  That was actually a blessing because then we had two bathrooms, two microwaves, and two fridges!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our goal of this trip was to visit MN state parks and let the kids explore and create memories.  That is exactly how it worked out.  It was our first experience sans stroller and we had a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Moose Lake State Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At this park we hiked and had a picnic by the lake.  Of interest, but not pictured, was their agate center.  The climbing tree was a find too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmjsZ2SfbI/AAAAAAAAA1c/uS8-4OHYBQk/s1600/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmjsZ2SfbI/AAAAAAAAA1c/uS8-4OHYBQk/s320/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497104803430563250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmjaqUSgSI/AAAAAAAAA1U/wy_ZolIA3nk/s1600/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmjaqUSgSI/AAAAAAAAA1U/wy_ZolIA3nk/s320/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497104498613715234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmjaB74dVI/AAAAAAAAA1M/gCQ8RgHZPAo/s1600/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmjaB74dVI/AAAAAAAAA1M/gCQ8RgHZPAo/s320/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497104487773926738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jay Cooke State Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This state park is absolutely beautiful.  I definitely needed to cling on tight to some little hands, but it was so worth it.  Aaron and a couple of the bigger kids hiked up the muddy trail to the waterfall area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmjZqQrUAI/AAAAAAAAA1E/bT_L4s4OqaA/s1600/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmjZqQrUAI/AAAAAAAAA1E/bT_L4s4OqaA/s320/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497104481418694658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(The suspension bridge took a little getting used to.  Some of us were a little uneasy on it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmjZVDMhLI/AAAAAAAAA08/7QiYodKlt38/s1600/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmjZVDMhLI/AAAAAAAAA08/7QiYodKlt38/s320/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497104475725006002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Love this picture.  But I could do without the cleavage.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmjY9gtbEI/AAAAAAAAA00/Cb5x3ml438Y/s1600/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmjY9gtbEI/AAAAAAAAA00/Cb5x3ml438Y/s320/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497104469406346306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmiemYzy5I/AAAAAAAAA0s/mQG8I2AImDA/s1600/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmiemYzy5I/AAAAAAAAA0s/mQG8I2AImDA/s320/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497103466766781330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This area doesn't have a name, but we found a quiet rock beach near our hotel.  This was actually our favorite part of the entire trip and we returned a few times.  The kids love throwing rocks into Superior, climbing, and playing in the little pools of water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmieNhK4SI/AAAAAAAAA0k/vlpMGEZbncs/s1600/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmieNhK4SI/AAAAAAAAA0k/vlpMGEZbncs/s320/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497103460090962210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmid3nB0cI/AAAAAAAAA0c/GT7U1HcTXUE/s1600/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmid3nB0cI/AAAAAAAAA0c/GT7U1HcTXUE/s320/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497103454209954242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;)Kids are loveloveloving the rock beach here.  See the big climbing rock in the background?  My husband decided to climb it.  And then he lost his footing and fell...almost from the top.  We all watched in horror.  Thankfully, he only strained his ham string.  )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Palisade Head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This rock formation was definitely worth a stop.  We weren't there very long...dangerous with the kids.  The pictures cannot do justice to the bright blue water and amazing view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmidRpwLnI/AAAAAAAAA0U/VBw50Yz9LrA/s1600/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmidRpwLnI/AAAAAAAAA0U/VBw50Yz9LrA/s320/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497103444020833906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Don't drop the baby!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmiclpHzwI/AAAAAAAAA0M/dExNba3oGQA/s1600/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmiclpHzwI/AAAAAAAAA0M/dExNba3oGQA/s320/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497103432207027970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-2999599628865821665?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/2999599628865821665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=2999599628865821665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2999599628865821665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2999599628865821665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/07/north-shore-trip-part-1.html' title='North Shore Trip (Part 1)'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TEmjsZ2SfbI/AAAAAAAAA1c/uS8-4OHYBQk/s72-c/Moose+Lake,+Jay+Cooke+and+Palisade+Head+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-4132119508397159650</id><published>2010-07-08T14:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T17:28:47.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes a Little Crack is Fine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TDYr0jEYy6I/AAAAAAAAA0E/896kk8P5Hg0/s1600/Summer+Fun+2010+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TDYr0jEYy6I/AAAAAAAAA0E/896kk8P5Hg0/s320/Summer+Fun+2010+035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491624977391733666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TDYr0N90sVI/AAAAAAAAAz8/YFjLp2iG76k/s1600/Summer+Fun+2010+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TDYr0N90sVI/AAAAAAAAAz8/YFjLp2iG76k/s320/Summer+Fun+2010+033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491624971727057234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 year old boys that no longer wear a swim diaper have the cutest little bums.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-4132119508397159650?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/4132119508397159650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=4132119508397159650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4132119508397159650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4132119508397159650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-little-crack-is-just-fine.html' title='Sometimes a Little Crack is Fine'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TDYr0jEYy6I/AAAAAAAAA0E/896kk8P5Hg0/s72-c/Summer+Fun+2010+035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-2117981644965107098</id><published>2010-06-25T09:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T09:23:38.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winner Winner Chicken Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The four middle children attended VBS last week.  A great time was had by all of them and they got in some much needed social interaction.  (Not to mention the spiritual food!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the end of the week, the leaders held a drawing for each grade level.  The prize was a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;souped-up, jungle-themed box that they had used for offering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ellie won the box for the 2nd grade group.  Those of you who know Ellie know that she is the kid that always feels life is a little unfair, gets the short end of the stick, etc.  She is the child that buys something and then wishes she would have bought the other item.  You know the type.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ellie also cherishes trinkets and keepsakes and "junk" more than any other member of the family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was thrilled to win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now she has a fancy box to store her treasures in!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TCS6PuMn_wI/AAAAAAAAAzs/qV8y6fsEjBc/s1600/Summer+Fun+2010+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TCS6PuMn_wI/AAAAAAAAAzs/qV8y6fsEjBc/s320/Summer+Fun+2010+005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486715025305894658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TCS6PMg5IzI/AAAAAAAAAzk/fAXkQTi4t3M/s1600/Summer+Fun+2010+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TCS6PMg5IzI/AAAAAAAAAzk/fAXkQTi4t3M/s320/Summer+Fun+2010+004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486715016264098610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TCS5-SdChWI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Kc7140aaWAY/s1600/Summer+Fun+2010+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TCS5-SdChWI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Kc7140aaWAY/s320/Summer+Fun+2010+003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486714725800772962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-2117981644965107098?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/2117981644965107098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=2117981644965107098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2117981644965107098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2117981644965107098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/06/winner-winner-chicken-dinner.html' title='Winner Winner Chicken Dinner'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TCS6PuMn_wI/AAAAAAAAAzs/qV8y6fsEjBc/s72-c/Summer+Fun+2010+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-1084213218351395614</id><published>2010-06-17T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T10:18:00.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TBjtu6N7etI/AAAAAAAAAzU/GaY37FkDll0/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483393936481024722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TBjtu6N7etI/AAAAAAAAAzU/GaY37FkDll0/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TBjtt4VuWpI/AAAAAAAAAzM/4GT2lGzpPzk/s1600/Carlie%27s+recital+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483393918796978834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TBjtt4VuWpI/AAAAAAAAAzM/4GT2lGzpPzk/s400/Carlie%27s+recital+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TBjttCuLeEI/AAAAAAAAAzE/kGfaieVAFTE/s1600/Carlie%27s+recital+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483393904404035650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TBjttCuLeEI/AAAAAAAAAzE/kGfaieVAFTE/s400/Carlie%27s+recital+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TBjtsrumunI/AAAAAAAAAy8/vGuixLTw9iI/s1600/Carlie%27s+recital+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483393898231806578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TBjtsrumunI/AAAAAAAAAy8/vGuixLTw9iI/s400/Carlie%27s+recital+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TBjtr485ksI/AAAAAAAAAy0/6uCBn-kRz4g/s1600/Carlie%27s+recital+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483393884601553602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TBjtr485ksI/AAAAAAAAAy0/6uCBn-kRz4g/s400/Carlie%27s+recital+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popsicle stains and getting the pool up and running.  This was May.  Now if only it would stop raining and warm up a bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-1084213218351395614?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/1084213218351395614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=1084213218351395614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/1084213218351395614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/1084213218351395614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-pics.html' title='Summer Pics'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/TBjtu6N7etI/AAAAAAAAAzU/GaY37FkDll0/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-940735375380658763</id><published>2010-06-16T10:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T10:12:40.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>June's Accomplishments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have been out of school for over 3 weeks now.  Every year I look forward to having lots of extra time during the summer to accomplish things I am not able to do while homeschooling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So what have I done so far?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The days have been flying by in a haze of rain, sun, swimming, sandbox time, playing with friends, reading books, and just hanging around.  At least, that is what the kids have been doing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I will go make a list of things to try to accomplish before June is over with!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*By saying I have done &lt;b&gt;nothing&lt;/b&gt;, I should point out that I am always doing &lt;b&gt;something&lt;/b&gt;.  Just not anything "extra".  The laundry hasn't been piling up and we are still eating.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-940735375380658763?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/940735375380658763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=940735375380658763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/940735375380658763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/940735375380658763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/06/junes-accomplishments.html' title='June&apos;s Accomplishments'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-365516203638311275</id><published>2010-05-28T12:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T12:29:31.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S__9M3OtKPI/AAAAAAAAAyE/wWJfVvOdyhE/s1600/Carlie%27s+recital+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S__9M3OtKPI/AAAAAAAAAyE/wWJfVvOdyhE/s400/Carlie%27s+recital+024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476374069331699954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 11th Birthday to Caleb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My, how time flies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Birthday card by Maggie, age 6.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-365516203638311275?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/365516203638311275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=365516203638311275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/365516203638311275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/365516203638311275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/05/birthday-wishes.html' title='Birthday Wishes'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S__9M3OtKPI/AAAAAAAAAyE/wWJfVvOdyhE/s72-c/Carlie%27s+recital+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-4575073257139411059</id><published>2010-05-23T20:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:10:33.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Humming Alpacas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We recently took a mini-field trip to an alpaca farm.  Prior to going, we spent some time researching and learning about the animals.  One of the things we learned is that they make a humming sound.  I couldn't quite catch it on video (Micah would not stop talking), but they really do hum.  As we were listening to the teaching portion of the field trip, they stood behind us and hummed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strange.  And a little annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a twelve-year-old that constantly hums.  Drives me nuts.  I wonder if she even noticed that the alpacas were humming?    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S_nd_p4H_3I/AAAAAAAAAx8/Tgoc0Tcqi2w/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S_nd_p4H_3I/AAAAAAAAAx8/Tgoc0Tcqi2w/s320/033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474650907688304498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S_nd_BB3hCI/AAAAAAAAAx0/mOnuoliGeA0/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S_nd_BB3hCI/AAAAAAAAAx0/mOnuoliGeA0/s320/040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474650896723313698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-4575073257139411059?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/4575073257139411059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=4575073257139411059' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4575073257139411059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4575073257139411059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/05/humming-alpacas.html' title='Humming Alpacas'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S_nd_p4H_3I/AAAAAAAAAx8/Tgoc0Tcqi2w/s72-c/033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-6853323098341574184</id><published>2010-05-17T09:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T09:23:52.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Finish Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S_FRFkEFaqI/AAAAAAAAAxs/CTjbAkOF3ng/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472244178253867682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S_FRFkEFaqI/AAAAAAAAAxs/CTjbAkOF3ng/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S_FRFQk7W3I/AAAAAAAAAxk/4HqI0sd0Vv4/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472244173022911346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S_FRFQk7W3I/AAAAAAAAAxk/4HqI0sd0Vv4/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Rainy day school train)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is in sight. The end-of-the-official-homeschool-year-finish-line. As much as I love homeschooling, I love finishing for the summer just as much. I know a lot of moms that "school year 'round". I am not one of those moms. I need my time to just be the mom and not be tied down to a schedule. It is refreshing for me and the kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is not to say that the kids don't learn over the summer. I am certain that most days will include obscene amounts of coloring and reading. They (especially Glory) never tire of cutting, taping, stapling and gluing. We also throw in occasional math drills and keyboarding practice to keep things fresh. (Helps to avoid the lengthy review process when the fall school year begins again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the subjects are done for the year already. Just have a little of this-and-that to complete. So, if I can just...hold...on...for...a...few...more...days. Then I can start getting ready for the next school year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-6853323098341574184?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/6853323098341574184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=6853323098341574184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6853323098341574184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6853323098341574184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/05/finish-line.html' title='The Finish Line'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S_FRFkEFaqI/AAAAAAAAAxs/CTjbAkOF3ng/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-8403555803276263745</id><published>2010-04-28T07:39:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T17:21:08.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Baaack!</title><content type='html'>The past couple of months have flown by and been so full that I just simply didn't have time to blog.  I thought about blogging and planned things in my head.  And then I promptly dropped into bed and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I missed blogging.  I cannot believe what a wonderful tool this has been to record the daily happenings of our household!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a sampling of what has been shaking around here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*After hubby fixed my washing machine, it died again.  A dramatic and sad death.  The same day that our shiny new stainless steel fridge was delivered.  On that same day my laptop monitor died and I had to be without it for some time while it was being repaired.  So now I have a new, beautiful set.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;.  I liked doing laundry before, but I never knew how much I would love to have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;steam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Our well pump broke...had that replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lots and lots and lots and lots of homeschooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I started doing daycare for my niece, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anika&lt;/span&gt;.  She was here most weekdays in April and now I will have her part-time.  (Love having a baby around...now I know what it would have been like if we would have had 7 kids!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be doing some "catch-up" posts, but until then, here are a few pics!  (If anyone is still reading this blog, that is.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9gxWcIJckI/AAAAAAAAAxc/Q8en5byfpFc/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465172409391346242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9gxWcIJckI/AAAAAAAAAxc/Q8en5byfpFc/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our microscope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9gxWJpJN0I/AAAAAAAAAxU/M1IReT_cb5s/s1600/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465172404429469506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9gxWJpJN0I/AAAAAAAAAxU/M1IReT_cb5s/s320/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah's 3rd birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9gxVTlAoAI/AAAAAAAAAxM/JdD64VE5J-E/s1600/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465172389916614658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9gxVTlAoAI/AAAAAAAAAxM/JdD64VE5J-E/s320/089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring sprang.  Let the lunches on the deck commence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9gwb72NlLI/AAAAAAAAAxE/vYtB0szNKNs/s1600/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465171404293772466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9gwb72NlLI/AAAAAAAAAxE/vYtB0szNKNs/s320/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter 2010.  In each picture of Glory, I realized that she only had one leg showing.  So we took this shot for fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9gwbUuyLbI/AAAAAAAAAw8/ccJdab0OOi8/s1600/136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465171393793633714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9gwbUuyLbI/AAAAAAAAAw8/ccJdab0OOi8/s320/136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a SURPRISE 55&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday party for my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9gwa-HCfWI/AAAAAAAAAw0/XWUnnqq-P_I/s1600/142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465171387721350498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9gwa-HCfWI/AAAAAAAAAw0/XWUnnqq-P_I/s320/142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9gwae1ilcI/AAAAAAAAAws/69Xz9LNXtsM/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465171379326457282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9gwae1ilcI/AAAAAAAAAws/69Xz9LNXtsM/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a trip to Duluth to visit Aaron's grandma and his brother's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9guY7LrW1I/AAAAAAAAAwk/6UsNJDnCo-s/s1600/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465169153552505682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9guY7LrW1I/AAAAAAAAAwk/6UsNJDnCo-s/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini birthday party in Duluth.  Logan and Glory are both 5 now, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bdays&lt;/span&gt; two days apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9guYf5811I/AAAAAAAAAwc/m-jukzXjfPc/s1600/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465169146230396754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9guYf5811I/AAAAAAAAAwc/m-jukzXjfPc/s320/083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9guX1_wKiI/AAAAAAAAAwU/MRHM7ZX381U/s1600/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465169134980442658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9guX1_wKiI/AAAAAAAAAwU/MRHM7ZX381U/s320/086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory's 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday cupcakes.  Does anyone else &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ganache&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9guXsOQU9I/AAAAAAAAAwM/BTo3YaHkObI/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465169132356916178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9guXsOQU9I/AAAAAAAAAwM/BTo3YaHkObI/s320/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-8403555803276263745?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/8403555803276263745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=8403555803276263745' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8403555803276263745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8403555803276263745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-baaack.html' title='I&apos;m Baaack!'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S9gxWcIJckI/AAAAAAAAAxc/Q8en5byfpFc/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-1565746420907452467</id><published>2010-02-17T09:16:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T09:28:35.352-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just in Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My washing machine broke down. I nearly cried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S3wJEbvGnfI/AAAAAAAAAwE/XHamdwiBAY4/s1600-h/P2110016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439232421726166514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S3wJEbvGnfI/AAAAAAAAAwE/XHamdwiBAY4/s320/P2110016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My three boys were able to fix it. I nearly cheered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S3wJEGQC1mI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Rt3ydPtxSo0/s1600-h/P2110017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439232415958750818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S3wJEGQC1mI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Rt3ydPtxSo0/s320/P2110017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so thankful that they were able to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S3wJDs8y5WI/AAAAAAAAAv0/cJOF_-ZITno/s1600-h/P2160038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439232409167127906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S3wJDs8y5WI/AAAAAAAAAv0/cJOF_-ZITno/s320/P2160038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anybody else recognize the pale look of a puke-face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S3wJDUquTVI/AAAAAAAAAvs/h2CGVunhEsU/s1600-h/P2160040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439232402648878418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S3wJDUquTVI/AAAAAAAAAvs/h2CGVunhEsU/s320/P2160040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S3wJDNVDkwI/AAAAAAAAAvk/wZ6FPeu4lnU/s1600-h/P2160042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439232400678949634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S3wJDNVDkwI/AAAAAAAAAvk/wZ6FPeu4lnU/s320/P2160042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (Ellie laying hands on Micah and praying for healing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-1565746420907452467?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/1565746420907452467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=1565746420907452467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/1565746420907452467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/1565746420907452467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-in-time.html' title='Just in Time'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S3wJEbvGnfI/AAAAAAAAAwE/XHamdwiBAY4/s72-c/P2110016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-6281976052437616184</id><published>2010-02-11T20:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:20:40.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening In</title><content type='html'>Today I was teaching Ellie and Maggie some of the names for the bones in the human body.  Glory must have been paying attention.  She was sitting next to me on the couch and playing with the abacus.  I reached over and put my hand on her knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Glory said, "Don't touch my patella."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really?  Did she really say that to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little offended.  After all, she is only 4.  Then I realized what she had said to me.  She didn't tell me to stop touching her leg.  She didn't even ask me to take my fingers off her knee.  She ordered me to not touch her &lt;em&gt;patella&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad somebody is listening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I heart homeschooling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-6281976052437616184?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/6281976052437616184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=6281976052437616184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6281976052437616184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6281976052437616184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/02/listening-in.html' title='Listening In'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-6704867950781863420</id><published>2010-02-10T09:28:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T10:27:36.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="main-product-images" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;I have an ongoing wish list for homeschooling.  Actually, I have &lt;i&gt;wish lists.  &lt;/i&gt;I have a wish list on amazon.com, my public library, and rainbowresource.com.  I keep a running page of what is working for us and what isn't.  I am watching items in my Ebay.  Half.com is my friend.  I have Post-its on my computer with lists of things to look up and research.  I have bookmarks and favorites on my internet pages galore.  I lovelovelove all of the office and school products available.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;I also have a decent level of restraint when it comes down to what I actually purchase.  You see, wishing and purchasing are two different things.  One requires a lot of money.  And one doesn't.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;But this baby is getting moved off of my sonlight.com wish list and into my virtual cart.  We have been needing a good microscope for some time.  And I finally found the one I want.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;&lt;a class="lWOn" title="null" href="http://www.sonlight.com/images/products/250-40-l.jpg" rel="null" author="null" params="null" caption="null"&gt;&lt;img class="product-image-m" alt="Sonlight%AE%20Ultra%20Microscope" src="http://www.sonlight.com/images/products/250-40-m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;I have similar wishes about kitchen items.  But that is a whole other post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main-product-images"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-6704867950781863420?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/6704867950781863420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=6704867950781863420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6704867950781863420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6704867950781863420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/02/wishing.html' title='Wishing'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-4868041496620049863</id><published>2010-02-09T09:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T09:28:03.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Title</title><content type='html'>I have been racking my non-creative brain for a new blog title.  One without our last name in it.  When I began this blog, my only intent was to connect with family, close friends, and have a record of our busy days.  I didn't know that the title of this blog would appear on my blogger profile or anywhere else.  If I had known that, I would have spent a little more time and effort in coming up with something cute or witty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have changed the title to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Peeking In On Our Family&lt;/span&gt;.  I am hoping that it will not be the final title of this blog, but I haven't come up with anything better yet.  So until I do (all suggestions welcome), please recognize that this is still the same blog.  Minus the surname.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-4868041496620049863?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/4868041496620049863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=4868041496620049863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4868041496620049863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4868041496620049863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-title.html' title='Blog Title'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-2788873822714133394</id><published>2010-02-09T08:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T09:09:43.764-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii Did It!</title><content type='html'>Aaron did not make the trip to work yesterday, due to winter driving conditions.  So we decided to bribe the kids to get their homeschooling done before lunch by offering up a  surprise.  We bought a Wii for Valentine's Day, but the kids didn't know about it.  (Well, technically Ellie knew because she overheard us talking about it.  Little turd.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A snowy Monday turned into a productive school day with plenty of time in the afternoon for playing Wii and playing out in the snow.  We capped it off with a pancake/eggs/fried potato supper.  It is so fun to be able to change up our day once in a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside is that everybody is sluggish today because of sore arms and legs from hours of playing.  The mean mommy/teacher is still going to make them write and do school.  A Wii hangover is not a good excuse!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-2788873822714133394?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/2788873822714133394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=2788873822714133394' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2788873822714133394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2788873822714133394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/02/wii-did-it.html' title='Wii Did It!'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-7348733653862836168</id><published>2010-01-25T12:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T12:38:14.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heart Homeschooling (Most of the Time)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today the wind is howling and the snow is blowing. The kids are all tired from staying up to watch the Vikings lose the opportunity to go to the Super Bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I let them sleep in and declared a pajama day. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They were still required to gather laundry, brush teeth, and apply deodorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took extra time to teach Ellie and Maggie how to look up Scripture references in their own Bibles. (They loved it.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ellie and Maggie read a chapter of Magic Tree House out loud to me. (They learned about Pompeii and Mt. Vesuvius last week and now are wanting to explore further. We have researched on the internet and watched clips of volcanic activity. Caleb suggested a Magic Tree House title about Pompeii.) They then worked on their science journals and took apart the seedlings they were growing to tell me the parts of a plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even with the extras, 85% of our school work was finished before lunch time. Now all we have left to do is make hot cocoa, read books and play games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I do heart homeschooling. Most of the time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie, done with school but choosing to read a book over break time. What is she reading?? The Bible storybook we just finished. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take note of the pajamas with black tights and boots, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S13fQXyCL2I/AAAAAAAAAuw/QrmvoHgF5hQ/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430742198033461090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S13fQXyCL2I/AAAAAAAAAuw/QrmvoHgF5hQ/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oops. She caught me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430742189656143426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S13fP4kudkI/AAAAAAAAAuo/cUXd7mZ4LAY/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-7348733653862836168?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/7348733653862836168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=7348733653862836168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/7348733653862836168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/7348733653862836168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-heart-homeschooling-most-of-time.html' title='I Heart Homeschooling (Most of the Time)'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S13fQXyCL2I/AAAAAAAAAuw/QrmvoHgF5hQ/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-9150394724519922334</id><published>2010-01-21T09:35:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:58:34.344-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights from Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas came and went so quickly this time around!  We always celebrate at Aaron's side on Christmas Eve day, our home on Christmas Eve and Christmas morning, and my side on Christmas day in the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't take as many pictures this year, but these are a few of the highlights that seemed to show the joy and glee that was felt around our home the entire Christmas break.  Aaron stayed home for two weeks and we spent a lot of time just being together as a family.  The snow was beautiful, the cooking and baking were great, and we felt God's hand of blessing, protection and provision the entire time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h3hurW-8I/AAAAAAAAAuA/f0GwlqaEp1k/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429220772144413634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h3hurW-8I/AAAAAAAAAuA/f0GwlqaEp1k/s400/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h2x3cUcJI/AAAAAAAAAt4/rj5E5wIk1KU/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429219949863530642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h2x3cUcJI/AAAAAAAAAt4/rj5E5wIk1KU/s400/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h2xtaVx_I/AAAAAAAAAtw/YyZRn11-NBY/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429219947170875378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h2xtaVx_I/AAAAAAAAAtw/YyZRn11-NBY/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas p.j. picture.  Don't they all look so big this year??  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h2xEF4AtI/AAAAAAAAAto/92lRuVkR9h0/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429219936079184594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h2xEF4AtI/AAAAAAAAAto/92lRuVkR9h0/s400/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h2wprcwlI/AAAAAAAAAtg/hu0p4RvqmWQ/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429219928989024850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h2wprcwlI/AAAAAAAAAtg/hu0p4RvqmWQ/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie was thrilled with each little trinket she received this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h2wfw3gfI/AAAAAAAAAtY/tjj9zUqTrpQ/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429219926327394802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h2wfw3gfI/AAAAAAAAAtY/tjj9zUqTrpQ/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h1ypsRFuI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/QFs2hwe8mBg/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429218863840564962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h1ypsRFuI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/QFs2hwe8mBg/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah is fixated on Thomas the train.  Above:  snuggling on the Thomas pillow.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below:  taking a "nap". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h1ybXrgGI/AAAAAAAAAtI/-7AfDTByp3w/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429218859996119138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h1ybXrgGI/AAAAAAAAAtI/-7AfDTByp3w/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h1x9UxjcI/AAAAAAAAAtA/5Mc1crgAmAk/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429218851930869186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h1x9UxjcI/AAAAAAAAAtA/5Mc1crgAmAk/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie with cousins Rachel and Kelsey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-9150394724519922334?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/9150394724519922334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=9150394724519922334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/9150394724519922334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/9150394724519922334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/01/highlights-from-christmas-2009.html' title='Highlights from Christmas 2009'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1h3hurW-8I/AAAAAAAAAuA/f0GwlqaEp1k/s72-c/048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-519911848000207177</id><published>2010-01-19T16:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T16:59:31.371-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have found that there is never enough time to get to all of the things that I &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; to do or &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to do. That is the way it is and that is the way it will remain for the near (and maybe distant) future. At some point the kids will be grown and I will be able to keep the house clean for more than 5 minutes, read books, watch an entire movie in one shot, go on dates with my husband, and cook gourmet meals. Until then, this is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bear with my irregular blogging! It is the best I can do. And something has to give, right?  I am going to try to catch up with some of our 2009 holiday pics and homeschooling fun over the next week.  Until then, here are a couple of shots of what has been keeping me away from blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428587135151158274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1Y3PM7wtAI/AAAAAAAAAs4/N6Ju2OLH7DQ/s320/063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maggie fell asleep at the kitchen counter after a night of puking.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428587124038179202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1Y3OjiOGYI/AAAAAAAAAsw/PVggms2Ho3w/s320/061.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Glory got caught playing in the bathroom, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!  Can you tell she knows she is doing something she shouldn't be?  Micah is her new "best friend".  He was just along for the ride, but I think he may be learning some new tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Does anybody else have a kid who cannot resist playing in the bathroom?!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-519911848000207177?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/519911848000207177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=519911848000207177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/519911848000207177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/519911848000207177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-found-that-there-is-never-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/S1Y3PM7wtAI/AAAAAAAAAs4/N6Ju2OLH7DQ/s72-c/063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-8619776188039274113</id><published>2009-12-16T15:48:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T16:06:57.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready, Set, Bake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SylWiwyPZtI/AAAAAAAAArg/OeWxg29DWrU/s1600-h/PC160032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415955182100899538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SylWiwyPZtI/AAAAAAAAArg/OeWxg29DWrU/s320/PC160032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I may have gotten a later start than normal this year, but the Christmas baking has begun!! I am trying some different things this year. Partly because I just like baking and cooking new things, and partly because I want to make things that I am able to resist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So far we have done pecan bars, sugar cookies, molasses cookies, and spritz. I don't intend to be quite as ambitious as I was last year, but you never know. Sometimes baking has a way of taking over my life and spinning out of control!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you are all finding some fun things to do to prepare for Christmas. We have also cut back from our regular homeschool schedule, but have chosen a couple of books to continue to use as read-alouds and readers. The younger kids are as excited as ever to skip ahead in Bible and read the Christmas story again. It never gets old or boring and we are all amazed each time we read it that God would send His precious Son the way that He did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-8619776188039274113?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/8619776188039274113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=8619776188039274113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8619776188039274113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8619776188039274113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/12/ready-set-bake.html' title='Ready, Set, Bake!'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SylWiwyPZtI/AAAAAAAAArg/OeWxg29DWrU/s72-c/PC160032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-3570613129017080798</id><published>2009-12-15T08:56:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T09:50:36.579-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Chatting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Micah's vocabulary continues to explode and he is starting to have some interesting things to say. This is last night's conversation that he had with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Micah: You are my mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Me: Yes, I am your mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Micah: You're not a cow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Me: No, I am not a cow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Micah: You're not a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Me: Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Micah: You are a good, good mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Me: Yes I am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So sweet! And I am so happy that he knows I am neither a cow nor a pig. And by the way, did you know that a cow says, "Boooooo"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-3570613129017080798?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/3570613129017080798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=3570613129017080798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3570613129017080798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3570613129017080798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-chatting.html' title='Just Chatting'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-5077405164407026031</id><published>2009-12-14T07:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T07:47:01.728-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And It's Only 7:30 in the Morning</title><content type='html'>Already this morning I have had to carefully explain, in ten-year-old-boy language, why Tiger Woods is constantly on the news and radio.  Even though I change the channel and don't watch news with the kids around, they still seem to hear everything!  (One of the advantages to homeschooling our children is that we have been able to keep them from knowing about "adult topics" prematurely.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Caleb said, "Tiger Woods, Tiger Woods.  They are always talking about him!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally told him that Tiger Woods has made some bad choices and that the media keeps talking about it.  He couldn't understand that a car crash would be that big of a deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.  How do I explain Tiger's crappy behavior to a child who doesn't know about you-know-what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up telling him that Tiger is a married man with a family who chose to go on lots of "dates" with other women.  I asked him to think about how he would feel if his daddy chose to "date" other women and kiss and hug them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wouldn't like that at all.  I explained that this is not God's plan for families and that is why it is so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He agreed.  But not without adding, "But he's still the best golfer in the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I gave Glory a choice of either milk or water with her pancakes and yogurt.  Her answer?  "Lemonade!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it really only 7:30?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-5077405164407026031?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/5077405164407026031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=5077405164407026031' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/5077405164407026031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/5077405164407026031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-its-only-730-in-morning.html' title='And It&apos;s Only 7:30 in the Morning'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-932471291311705587</id><published>2009-12-11T07:58:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T08:08:59.341-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Want For Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyJQsZG9olI/AAAAAAAAArI/8ANVEglG80A/s1600-h/PC090002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413978425637315154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyJQsZG9olI/AAAAAAAAArI/8ANVEglG80A/s320/PC090002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413978434988018210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyJQs78WCiI/AAAAAAAAArQ/mw48Bnjdxpw/s320/PC090003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe Maggie could wait until 2010 to get her two front teeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love a toothless 6 year old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413978440493175026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyJQtQc4EPI/AAAAAAAAArY/DgGG4BbWzUI/s320/PC090009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-932471291311705587?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/932471291311705587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=932471291311705587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/932471291311705587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/932471291311705587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='All I Want For Christmas'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyJQsZG9olI/AAAAAAAAArI/8ANVEglG80A/s72-c/PC090002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-5743294800978569478</id><published>2009-12-08T17:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T17:21:52.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Eyes Is Hot</title><content type='html'>Micah woke up yesterday morning with a little temp, hoarse voice, and cough.  His symptoms escalated throughout the day and into the night until he was wheezing and miserable.  I feel badly for the little bugger; I don't know if he has ever really been sick before (thank You, Lord).  I took him to the doctor this morning and he just has croup.  It will pass.  But in the meantime, he still is super cute.  Here are a few of his comments to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"My mouf (mouth) hurts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"My throat has a cough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"My juice hurts.  Kiss it."  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apparently the orange juice burned his throat.  He proceeded to open his mouth wide and stick out his tongue.  Sometimes he asks us to kiss his butt when his bottom is sore from a messy diaper.  I do have my limits.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"Sorry, Mom.  Sorry, Mom.  Sorry, Mom."  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He says this when he coughs hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"I need to get a shop."  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He means shot.  As in the H1N1 shot that keeps being discussed around our house.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, when in bed with me early this morning with a fever he said...&lt;br /&gt;"My eyes is hot."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-5743294800978569478?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/5743294800978569478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=5743294800978569478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/5743294800978569478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/5743294800978569478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-eyes-is-hot.html' title='My Eyes Is Hot'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-8346547822103717661</id><published>2009-12-06T19:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T19:38:13.485-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy to the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; This year is Carlie's first year taking piano lessons.  She is absolutely loving it and really wants to practice and learn.  Here is a shot of her first piano recital.  Following is a video for those of you who wanted to come but weren't able to make it.  (The video is a pre-recital run through her piece.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412301819765538146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sxxb1FhTPWI/AAAAAAAAAq0/EmV81IlYM5Q/s320/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-af1c6b49ea4c50d0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daf1c6b49ea4c50d0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331633842%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38A986AB36F9E0EE411B0190F737B5F06E69D4C0.18803A0CDE3A1E8A1E08C1F55EAF6EFB79BD9481%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daf1c6b49ea4c50d0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgIRxKY3yxyNJs1tib7UBrgqiSz4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daf1c6b49ea4c50d0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331633842%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D38A986AB36F9E0EE411B0190F737B5F06E69D4C0.18803A0CDE3A1E8A1E08C1F55EAF6EFB79BD9481%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daf1c6b49ea4c50d0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgIRxKY3yxyNJs1tib7UBrgqiSz4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-8346547822103717661?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/8346547822103717661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=8346547822103717661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8346547822103717661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8346547822103717661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/12/joy-to-world.html' title='Joy to the World'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sxxb1FhTPWI/AAAAAAAAAq0/EmV81IlYM5Q/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-6280593380367800883</id><published>2009-12-06T19:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T19:22:23.685-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Great to Be Eight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Ellie turned eight today!  What a fun age.  We celebrated with family last night and then Ellie and I went out for lunch and shopping at the mall this afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412295962231088162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SxxWgIgQpCI/AAAAAAAAAqU/uxoEwpCXGwQ/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412295971093861250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SxxWgphT04I/AAAAAAAAAqc/8R0lXTi1iO8/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412295976325983170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SxxWg9Avq8I/AAAAAAAAAqk/B4zMkmZ3S0U/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412295984771148178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SxxWhceOqZI/AAAAAAAAAqs/xp9qSsjOtXs/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-6280593380367800883?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/6280593380367800883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=6280593380367800883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6280593380367800883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6280593380367800883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-great-to-be-eight.html' title='It&apos;s Great to Be Eight!'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SxxWgIgQpCI/AAAAAAAAAqU/uxoEwpCXGwQ/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-7435608893065796023</id><published>2009-11-04T08:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:28:31.365-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; We are one of "those" families who do not go trick-or-treating.  We usually end up doing a harvest festival at church or having a fun family evening at home.  We have had movie and game night.  We have had a bonfire with chili and hot dogs and marshmallows.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year we went over to my parents' and played games, grilled, watched movies...that sort of thing.  A few of the kids decided to dress-up to answer the door to give treats to the 4 trick-or-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;treaters&lt;/span&gt; who showed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400266182861799922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SvGZe0IIQfI/AAAAAAAAAqM/zvqgw090vN4/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Micah was a super-hero.  We were not allowed to call him Superman and he would not wear his "stupid cape".  He also didn't like his hairstyle.  In his words, "Don't like it mine hairstyle."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom was a happy grandma.  All of her kids and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;grandkids&lt;/span&gt; were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SvGZeppP4uI/AAAAAAAAAqE/cFubnWhY2Gc/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400266180047921890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SvGZeppP4uI/AAAAAAAAAqE/cFubnWhY2Gc/s320/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carlie has been having fun playing around with Anna J.'s old prom and bridesmaid dresses.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SvGZFWHBnLI/AAAAAAAAAp8/_5Vcs0b6HSs/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400265745307376818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SvGZFWHBnLI/AAAAAAAAAp8/_5Vcs0b6HSs/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caleb didn't dress up, but I happened to catch this picture of him being shocked when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anika&lt;/span&gt; spit up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SvGZFOXNTpI/AAAAAAAAAp0/zxtVTjPUEaQ/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400265743227768466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SvGZFOXNTpI/AAAAAAAAAp0/zxtVTjPUEaQ/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anna J.  Holding Superman's cousin (Liz) and the Little School Girl (Glory).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SvGZEz6lnfI/AAAAAAAAAps/JHlkwYFCges/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400265736128404978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SvGZEz6lnfI/AAAAAAAAAps/JHlkwYFCges/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie was a rock star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SvGZEhkxf-I/AAAAAAAAApk/TdIcg32bew4/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400265731205070818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SvGZEhkxf-I/AAAAAAAAApk/TdIcg32bew4/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anika&lt;/span&gt; started out the day in a pumpkin orange outfit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she changed into a mini Vikings cheerleader.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She ended the day like a cozy little taco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-7435608893065796023?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/7435608893065796023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=7435608893065796023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/7435608893065796023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/7435608893065796023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-are-one-of-those-families-who-do-not.html' title=''/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SvGZe0IIQfI/AAAAAAAAAqM/zvqgw090vN4/s72-c/033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-6677564748810459209</id><published>2009-10-19T20:30:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:05:03.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelley Farm and Wapiti Rendezvous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year I decided to join a homeschool group that meets together once per month for support, encouragement, and fun.  The leaders of the group decided that it would also be great to get together with our kids for outings and field trips.  So far we have gone to a park outing, Wapiti Rendezvous, and the Kelley Farm.  We are all having a great time making new friends and exploring different places!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kelley Farm home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a historical working farm.  They actually have a HUGE garden in which they grow plants from seed varieties that are 150 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got to tour the house and do some hands on work/play in the kitchen.  The kids kneaded bread dough and chopped rutabagas.  The kids also had the chance to clean up the garden, feed the chickens, and help in the barn.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why was this so much fun?  We do at least half of this stuff around our house.  And we have electricity and plumbing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/St0WZW9QTeI/AAAAAAAAApc/co8Ey9QFj7s/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/St0WZW9QTeI/AAAAAAAAApc/co8Ey9QFj7s/s320/009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394492553574764002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carlie got to hold down a sheep for other kids to pet and check out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nice shot of Glory, behind Carlie's bum.  She is petting the sheep, not Carlie.  I am not sure who the other kiddo in the picture is, but I overheard Glory telling her that she "really likes her look".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/St0V_r2A6xI/AAAAAAAAApU/tNYWu7oXs7E/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/St0V_r2A6xI/AAAAAAAAApU/tNYWu7oXs7E/s320/020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394492112504941330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/St0V_JckgKI/AAAAAAAAApM/1XsHrgDOUuc/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/St0V_JckgKI/AAAAAAAAApM/1XsHrgDOUuc/s320/022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394492103271415970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got to smell a big momma pig and 3 little-un's, up close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/St0V-avvyxI/AAAAAAAAApE/aGdpwUJplV0/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/St0V-avvyxI/AAAAAAAAApE/aGdpwUJplV0/s320/023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394492090735381266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wait for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/St0VNoKauFI/AAAAAAAAAo8/6wOFIADv5gw/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/St0VNoKauFI/AAAAAAAAAo8/6wOFIADv5gw/s320/026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394491252523317330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time to plow the fields.  Ellie was up first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/St0VNA9TEFI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Ha1ykiNkm2Y/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/St0VNA9TEFI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Ha1ykiNkm2Y/s320/030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394491241999306834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/St0VMjE_snI/AAAAAAAAAos/BsD1rPl684E/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/St0VMjE_snI/AAAAAAAAAos/BsD1rPl684E/s320/031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394491233978528370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The following picture was taken at the Wapiti Rendezvous.  It was basically a touring camp that was set up to reenact what life would have been like on the frontier.  People were dressed and living in the clothing and homes of the period.  This picture was of "the naked Indian" who taught us about different types of weapons that Native Americans would have used.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw him that later that weekend, driving a truck and trailer around Monticello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/St0UMU-57_I/AAAAAAAAAok/sP7zlQdeWE8/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/St0UMU-57_I/AAAAAAAAAok/sP7zlQdeWE8/s320/018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394490130683260914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-6677564748810459209?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/6677564748810459209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=6677564748810459209' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6677564748810459209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6677564748810459209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/10/kelley-farm-and-wapiti-rendezvous.html' title='Kelley Farm and Wapiti Rendezvous'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/St0WZW9QTeI/AAAAAAAAApc/co8Ey9QFj7s/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-1246892207803606417</id><published>2009-10-17T14:25:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T14:45:33.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys at Work and Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The upcoming posts will feature a few things that we have been doing this fall in our homeschool and as a family!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caleb, after a library trip, soaking up information. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Actually, he was doing math problems in Lego books.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/StocwrEpVhI/AAAAAAAAAoU/--4JqIrMEFM/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393655126251099666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/StocwrEpVhI/AAAAAAAAAoU/--4JqIrMEFM/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Long division practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why is division so much better on a giant piece of paper??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Thankfully Aaron gets giant Post-Its at the 3M company store.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/StocwG3QMnI/AAAAAAAAAoM/3pSU0AxfN7A/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393655116531249778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/StocwG3QMnI/AAAAAAAAAoM/3pSU0AxfN7A/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah sorts things by color. He does this obsessively. But he doesn't know his color names&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/StobQVgQwAI/AAAAAAAAAoE/aXaoYJzSvII/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393653471193907202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/StobQVgQwAI/AAAAAAAAAoE/aXaoYJzSvII/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get a picture of it, but he loves to sort and count teddy-bear counters. The annoying part is that he insists on putting them back into the jar according to color, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/StobP-MwazI/AAAAAAAAAn8/HAa3Gk91T3c/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393653464938081074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/StobP-MwazI/AAAAAAAAAn8/HAa3Gk91T3c/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-1246892207803606417?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/1246892207803606417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=1246892207803606417' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/1246892207803606417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/1246892207803606417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/10/men-at-work.html' title='Boys at Work and Play'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/StocwrEpVhI/AAAAAAAAAoU/--4JqIrMEFM/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-6342801781234256685</id><published>2009-09-22T23:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:22:16.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Teach Your Children Well...OR ELSE</title><content type='html'>We have had our fair share of gross-ness around our home.  But this evening we managed to take things to a whole new level.  A certain child ran out of toilet paper while using the basement bathroom.  Instead of screaming for help, like everyone else does, this child used not one or two but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;three&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sheets of paper towels to finish the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash forward to the discovery.  Carlie was taking a shower and heard the toilet making strange sounds.  Aaron proceeded to try to unplug the toilet but the offending paper product had already managed to make its way into the lift station.  By Aaron plunging with all his strength, the nasty-sick water was able to back up from the lift station/pump-thingy onto the basement carpet.  (Carpet isn't even two years old.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow will be spent with Aaron home from work trying to find a way to salvage the area of soiled carpet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will be doing a homeschool lesson on what is appropriate to flush down the toilet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-6342801781234256685?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/6342801781234256685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=6342801781234256685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6342801781234256685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6342801781234256685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/09/teach-your-children-wellor-else.html' title='Teach Your Children Well...OR ELSE'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-2364272103677379555</id><published>2009-09-15T15:05:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T18:18:10.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back to School!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We "officially" began our homeschool year the end of August and we are now in our 4th week. There has been a definite period of adjustment and our schedule is finally beginning to take shape! On the first day back to school for non-homeschoolers we went to WalMart...empty. Then the orthodontist...quick appointment. Then we went to the playground...also empty. The benefits of homeschooling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few first day pics...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_1-h5YzqI/AAAAAAAAAnk/-HslAlNthvI/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381790534330797730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_1-h5YzqI/AAAAAAAAAnk/-HslAlNthvI/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My busy class of kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_1-AnA2BI/AAAAAAAAAnc/73javzzf_UM/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381790525395359762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_1-AnA2BI/AAAAAAAAAnc/73javzzf_UM/s320/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Being silly :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_19Tf0hZI/AAAAAAAAAnU/YnTX9x467b0/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381790513285596562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_19Tf0hZI/AAAAAAAAAnU/YnTX9x467b0/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlie's Motto: To never do what I am told the first time, second time, or third time I am asked and then have a challenging attitude the rest of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_18y9rCWI/AAAAAAAAAnM/iq4J8HWhtZk/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381790504552434018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_18y9rCWI/AAAAAAAAAnM/iq4J8HWhtZk/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb's Motto: Fifth grade work is really hard, but I will do my best, most of the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_18FteibI/AAAAAAAAAnE/6Oi3xx1T3zk/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381790492404910514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_18FteibI/AAAAAAAAAnE/6Oi3xx1T3zk/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellie's Motto: I must look fabulous, even if I never leave the house and always homeschool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_0yiRP_3I/AAAAAAAAAm8/SEtc_UagZMQ/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381789228760825714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_0yiRP_3I/AAAAAAAAAm8/SEtc_UagZMQ/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie's Motto: I love love love love love school, even if my mom is making me do mostly second grade work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_0yL-QKmI/AAAAAAAAAm0/B2Xb9tX7iV0/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381789222775564898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_0yL-QKmI/AAAAAAAAAm0/B2Xb9tX7iV0/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory's Motto: It is my goal in life to see how many times a day I can raise my hand. I must rarely ever leave my mom's side and I need to add in my two-cents to Carlie and Caleb's literature discussion. Love the Island of the Blue Dolphins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_0xdxkpEI/AAAAAAAAAms/y_QOMtafzPw/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381789210374349890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_0xdxkpEI/AAAAAAAAAms/y_QOMtafzPw/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_0wWliMUI/AAAAAAAAAmk/urfhGf3nSUk/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381789191264940354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_0wWliMUI/AAAAAAAAAmk/urfhGf3nSUk/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Micah's Motto: I will whine, cry, fuss, beg for screen time and do whatever I possibly can to distract every person in the house. I miss all of the attention my siblings usually give me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-2364272103677379555?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/2364272103677379555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=2364272103677379555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2364272103677379555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2364272103677379555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcome-back-to-school.html' title='Welcome Back to School!'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sq_1-h5YzqI/AAAAAAAAAnk/-HslAlNthvI/s72-c/034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-9160128649183518282</id><published>2009-08-26T15:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T15:43:38.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>14th Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Today marks our 14th wedding anniversary.  I can remember, before I was married, thinking that people who were in their 30's or married more than 10 years were O.L.D.  But here we are, 14 years of marriage, 6 children, our 5th home and entering the eighth year of homeschooling...and I don't feel old at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel content.  And grateful.  And, of course, blessed.  Sure, life gets crazy-busy and we don't get to go out on many dates or have long conversations.  He leaves for work before I wake up and I am often asleep at night before he comes to bed.  We even share our anniversary with Maggie's birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we make the little moments count.  We talk on the phone for a few moments over Aaron's lunch break.  We schedule in time to watch a movie together or play a game now and then.  And we are constantly striving to love one another as we should love one another.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone were to have told me, on our wedding day in 1995, what our life would be like in 2009...I would have laughed in disbelief.  But the reality is I love where we are at in life.  I honestly can't think of anything I would go back and change about the past 14 years.  And I am looking forward to at least another 50 years together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-9160128649183518282?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/9160128649183518282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=9160128649183518282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/9160128649183518282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/9160128649183518282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/08/14th-anniversary.html' title='14th Anniversary'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-7758809302278584466</id><published>2009-08-26T14:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T15:19:21.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Grows Over an Inch in Four Days!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby Uncurled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When Anika was born, an emergency c-section took place. She was breech and when the doctors attempted a version for the second time (version is flipping baby), she experienced distress because of her cord being around her neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As a result of being breech, she was curled up like a little ball for the first few days of her life. She was so tightly curled, in fact, that her length measurement was inaccurate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After unfolding for 4 whole days, her official length changed from 17.75 inches to 19 inches!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-7758809302278584466?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/7758809302278584466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=7758809302278584466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/7758809302278584466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/7758809302278584466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-grows-over-inch-in-four-days.html' title='Baby Grows Over an Inch in Four Days!!'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-6494362397484531078</id><published>2009-08-25T11:57:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T15:12:29.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I had a rare and awesome opportunity last week to go to Rochester and spend time with my sister, her husband and new baby.  My mom and I went on Wednesday morning (without Aaron or my children) and I stayed until Saturday evening.  I loved being part of the first moments and days in Anika's life.  I could completely sympathize with Anna and her recovery from her c-section (remember I had five of them!).  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is so amazing to watch first-time parents bond with their new little one.  Anna and Kelly have great instincts as parents already.  I am looking forward to many more visits and cuddles with the little pumpkin.  (This totally gave me my "baby fix".  It is so much fun to love on a newborn, but yet not be the one responsible for her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373947652651732098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SpQY6u3ZzII/AAAAAAAAAls/gIPCsJWldjQ/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At the hospital, preparing to take her home.  Unfortunately, Kelly had to be at work so my mom and I brought them home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373947678098684642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SpQY8NqbeuI/AAAAAAAAAl8/3KOVDqkW63Y/s320/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna and Anika...waiting to leave the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373947663594912162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SpQY7XodeaI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Wk4ftssE6ek/s320/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Super proud new daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373948593041703666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SpQZxeF2AvI/AAAAAAAAAmc/HYDHtDuiBV0/s320/061.JPG" /&gt; Aaron and the kids came to pick me up so that they could meet her too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SpQZwX0_2rI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Da7zQnKTOoA/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373948574180563634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SpQZwX0_2rI/AAAAAAAAAmU/Da7zQnKTOoA/s320/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that Anika already smiles?  No joke.  She smiles when she is fully alert and being talked to.  I didn't know that was possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SpQZv3ZD3uI/AAAAAAAAAmM/d7erpBVDdsw/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373948565473451746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SpQZv3ZD3uI/AAAAAAAAAmM/d7erpBVDdsw/s320/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah wanted to "play with him".  We need to work on his personal pronouns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SpQY87ACWjI/AAAAAAAAAmE/AbQHuBu_u30/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373947690268908082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SpQY87ACWjI/AAAAAAAAAmE/AbQHuBu_u30/s320/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a little nap...the morning after keeping her mom and dad up most of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-6494362397484531078?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/6494362397484531078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=6494362397484531078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6494362397484531078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6494362397484531078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-bliss.html' title='Baby Bliss'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SpQY6u3ZzII/AAAAAAAAAls/gIPCsJWldjQ/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-9151694588682717778</id><published>2009-08-18T08:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T08:59:34.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anika</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SoqxIqObQyI/AAAAAAAAAlg/z03UYjIp0Qo/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371300267924603682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SoqxIqObQyI/AAAAAAAAAlg/z03UYjIp0Qo/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SoqxH0eIWAI/AAAAAAAAAlY/fE4_1z57PmM/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371300253494958082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SoqxH0eIWAI/AAAAAAAAAlY/fE4_1z57PmM/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anika Rose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 lbs. 13 oz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;17.75 inches long&lt;br /&gt;Daughter to Anna and Kelly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am so thrilled that my sister had her baby yesterday!!  I haven't seen her in person yet, but I have heard she is adorable (as expected).  She has a natural love of sucking her thumb and seems to have had lots of practice at that skill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-9151694588682717778?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/9151694588682717778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=9151694588682717778' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/9151694588682717778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/9151694588682717778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/08/anika.html' title='Anika'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SoqxIqObQyI/AAAAAAAAAlg/z03UYjIp0Qo/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-8831082271796884347</id><published>2009-07-30T15:49:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:14:04.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch!!!</title><content type='html'>I am so thankful for our amazing health insurance. We have never taken it for granted and have made great use out of it over the last couple of weeks. Ellie was in with a bad reaction to poison ivy. Then last week Ellie and Glory both came down with strep throat. Add to that 3 visits to the chiropractor this past week for me because my back has been acting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364366246629394946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIOrf9wygI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/gL0uGa5Ciow/s320/P7300058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364366239027215634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIOrDpQvRI/AAAAAAAAAlI/EYGB09gosm0/s320/P7300057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie took a fall on Wednesday night after coming home from our church picnic. She somehow fell up the one step into the garage and made contact with the metal step on the door of the garage service door. There was a LOT of blood and just as many tears. (I am not sure who cried more...Maggie or Ellie and Caleb!) I am certain they were all quite freaked out by the blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been down the ER road before, so I grabbed her jammies and blanket (she was filthy from the beach and wearing a swimsuit with dirty and wet clothes over the top) and we headed to the hospital. She calmed down quickly and did not shed another tear at the hospital. (If you know Maggie, that is huge for her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 stitches later and it was done! She commented on the way home that she "had fun at the doctor". I think she liked having two parents hovering over her with no other kids with. Oh, and it didn't hurt that they turned the t.v. on for her, gave her a blanket out of the warmer, and filled her hands with stickers on her way out the door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-8831082271796884347?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/8831082271796884347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=8831082271796884347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8831082271796884347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8831082271796884347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/07/ouch.html' title='Ouch!!!'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIOrf9wygI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/gL0uGa5Ciow/s72-c/P7300058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-9013300449547211477</id><published>2009-07-30T15:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T15:47:27.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snapshots of Our Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIF6qXKHVI/AAAAAAAAAlA/eBQU1IjwhpY/s1600-h/178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364356611513654610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIF6qXKHVI/AAAAAAAAAlA/eBQU1IjwhpY/s400/178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachel and Ellie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIF51V8OpI/AAAAAAAAAk4/cfmmgtyGE0Q/s1600-h/184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364356597281471122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIF51V8OpI/AAAAAAAAAk4/cfmmgtyGE0Q/s400/184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caleb and Calvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIF5pJ9u-I/AAAAAAAAAkw/cEe9gGI-FO0/s1600-h/157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364356594010012642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIF5pJ9u-I/AAAAAAAAAkw/cEe9gGI-FO0/s400/157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chubby baby Samantha (so squishy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIE_u5XloI/AAAAAAAAAko/z_XAYebNbws/s1600-h/140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364355599118603906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIE_u5XloI/AAAAAAAAAko/z_XAYebNbws/s400/140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aaron's 35th Bday cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIE_a-XMUI/AAAAAAAAAkg/rTzI8PAtfio/s1600-h/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364355593770840386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIE_a-XMUI/AAAAAAAAAkg/rTzI8PAtfio/s400/123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35th Bday cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIE-4UJuPI/AAAAAAAAAkY/oPU3eNiRRHY/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364355584466991346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIE-4UJuPI/AAAAAAAAAkY/oPU3eNiRRHY/s400/099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Annual Lakeside Fireplace church picnic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIE-SoabNI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Ot9Qdy0lcWM/s1600-h/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364355574351424722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIE-SoabNI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Ot9Qdy0lcWM/s400/085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More picnic fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIDONwf4FI/AAAAAAAAAkI/A5Qz5HbRcIA/s1600-h/Richard+and+Anna%27s+Wedding+121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364353648897810514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIDONwf4FI/AAAAAAAAAkI/A5Qz5HbRcIA/s400/Richard+and+Anna%27s+Wedding+121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful bride, Anna, and "the team"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glory, Micah, Jenna, and Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIDNWI1eHI/AAAAAAAAAkA/QdXVs2I0fYM/s1600-h/Richard+and+Anna%27s+Wedding+096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364353633967503474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIDNWI1eHI/AAAAAAAAAkA/QdXVs2I0fYM/s400/Richard+and+Anna%27s+Wedding+096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIDM3DY5DI/AAAAAAAAAj4/vpYfMO5H2NU/s1600-h/Richard+and+Anna%27s+Wedding+078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364353625623159858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIDM3DY5DI/AAAAAAAAAj4/vpYfMO5H2NU/s400/Richard+and+Anna%27s+Wedding+078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIDMMd7OMI/AAAAAAAAAjw/lj97MiHvVQw/s1600-h/Richard+and+Anna%27s+Wedding+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364353614191737026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIDMMd7OMI/AAAAAAAAAjw/lj97MiHvVQw/s400/Richard+and+Anna%27s+Wedding+075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My beautiful sisters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anna (pregnant) and Nora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIDLrGHpTI/AAAAAAAAAjo/lzzQH2_W0vM/s1600-h/Richard+and+Anna%27s+Wedding+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364353605233517874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIDLrGHpTI/AAAAAAAAAjo/lzzQH2_W0vM/s400/Richard+and+Anna%27s+Wedding+043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they adorable??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-9013300449547211477?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/9013300449547211477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=9013300449547211477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/9013300449547211477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/9013300449547211477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/07/snapshots-of-our-summer.html' title='Snapshots of Our Summer'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SnIF6qXKHVI/AAAAAAAAAlA/eBQU1IjwhpY/s72-c/178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-5708063630985646029</id><published>2009-07-30T15:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T15:48:59.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost August</title><content type='html'>My summer has been out-of-control busy. But I think things are winding down and I can actually get back to normal (whatever that is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've been busy with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*my brother's wedding&lt;br /&gt;*Aaron's 35th birthday&lt;br /&gt;*Bethel roomie get-together&lt;br /&gt;*annual church picnic&lt;br /&gt;*numerous bridal showers (with me involved in some ways)&lt;br /&gt;*bachelorette party for me and bachelor party for Aaron&lt;br /&gt;*vehicle problems (new transmission in the Suburban)&lt;br /&gt;*Aaron installed a sprinkler system (time consuming)&lt;br /&gt;*planning upcoming school year&lt;br /&gt;*house projects and yard work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's left:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*finalizing and organizing for school (might start some schoolwork next week)&lt;br /&gt;*I am throwing a baby shower this weekend for my sister, Anna&lt;br /&gt;*2 other showers to attend in August&lt;br /&gt;*our upcoming anniversary&lt;br /&gt;*Maggie's birthday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-5708063630985646029?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/5708063630985646029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=5708063630985646029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/5708063630985646029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/5708063630985646029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/07/almost-august.html' title='Almost August'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-3683954366996020587</id><published>2009-06-26T11:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T11:31:57.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Earrings!</title><content type='html'>I don't know if the reason she finally gave in was because her 3 sisters have pierced ears or not, but Maggie finally did it!  She was nervous and worried about the pain.  (The girl cries about everything but didn't even budge with wart removals or shots).  She walked into Claire's.  Then she walked back out.  And then back in.  Up into the chair she went with eyes squeezed close and fists in tight little balls.  And then it was over.  No tears or screams.  Not even a flinch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie has joined the pierced ear club.  She chose her August birthstone and is as happy as a clam.  (Whatever that means...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SkT2kkDbpKI/AAAAAAAAAjg/JMNKggGO2PM/s1600-h/P6260146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351673365236786338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SkT2kkDbpKI/AAAAAAAAAjg/JMNKggGO2PM/s400/P6260146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SkT2ka-A_oI/AAAAAAAAAjY/PgxX8L75Bkg/s1600-h/P6260148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351673362798149250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SkT2ka-A_oI/AAAAAAAAAjY/PgxX8L75Bkg/s400/P6260148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-3683954366996020587?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/3683954366996020587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=3683954366996020587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3683954366996020587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3683954366996020587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-earrings.html' title='More Earrings!'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SkT2kkDbpKI/AAAAAAAAAjg/JMNKggGO2PM/s72-c/P6260146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-533971994290638623</id><published>2009-06-22T09:39:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:03:17.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reward Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Micah went on 3 different trains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sj-Z9d2RkJI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ZmG2ExFLVF0/s1600-h/Caleb%27s+10th+Bday+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350164163602780306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sj-Z9d2RkJI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ZmG2ExFLVF0/s320/Caleb%27s+10th+Bday+070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caleb is driving this car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sj-ZlHHB-qI/AAAAAAAAAjI/OB6ZAtP99Yo/s1600-h/Caleb%27s+10th+Bday+097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350163745182186146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sj-ZlHHB-qI/AAAAAAAAAjI/OB6ZAtP99Yo/s320/Caleb%27s+10th+Bday+097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlie got a chance to drive too.  (She did rear end Caleb!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sj-Zk5MCNfI/AAAAAAAAAjA/lKtlDcYGK0A/s1600-h/Caleb%27s+10th+Bday+094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350163741445076466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sj-Zk5MCNfI/AAAAAAAAAjA/lKtlDcYGK0A/s320/Caleb%27s+10th+Bday+094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mild Thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sj-ZkXL8ynI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ro7qrNNboMo/s1600-h/Caleb%27s+10th+Bday+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350163732317915762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sj-ZkXL8ynI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ro7qrNNboMo/s320/Caleb%27s+10th+Bday+085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sj-Zj0yPJTI/AAAAAAAAAiw/_sjU58KRfRc/s1600-h/Caleb%27s+10th+Bday+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350163723083261234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sj-Zj0yPJTI/AAAAAAAAAiw/_sjU58KRfRc/s320/Caleb%27s+10th+Bday+065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could she be any more excited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sj-ZjgX8_UI/AAAAAAAAAio/6MHUIsKt6ts/s1600-h/Caleb%27s+10th+Bday+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350163717604310338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sj-ZjgX8_UI/AAAAAAAAAio/6MHUIsKt6ts/s320/Caleb%27s+10th+Bday+063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Each year we try to do something fun to mark the end of another successful year of homeschooling. We all deserve it. (Especially me!) This year we decided to tackle Valleyfair. It was a fun day with weather a little on the cool side. That suited us just fine as we didn't need to fight people for a shady spot or constantly stand in line for a cool drink (which turns into standing in line at the bathroom).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even a fun day turned into a learning day for our family.  Here are a few things we learned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.  Caleb's face turns a pasty shade of white when he goes on a roller coaster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.  The train in the kid area goes out of the protective view out of the parents.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3.  Micah doesn't mind being out of my eyesight, all alone on the train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4.  The rest of the family is not too happy when Micah is out of our eyesight, by himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5.  The "responsible person" who needs to accompany the smaller kids on rides has to do the same rides over and over again.  And that person was me, as I am the only adult who can handle the spinning.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6.  The Scrambler is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; as much fun the third time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7.  I don't like spinning as much as I used to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8.  People should use the bathroom before going on a roller coaster for the first time.  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You know who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9.  Ellie is fearless and will go on any ride...if she is tall enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10.  Glory is even more fearless and went on rides that only Ellie would try.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11.  Ice cream at Valleyfair costs as much as a meal at McDonald's for the whole family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12.  When you have six kids it is always a smart idea to have extra people along to help.  (Thank you, Mom and Dad, for coming with at the last minute.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;13.  Don't ever count on tired kids falling asleep on the drive home.  (Glory and Micah talked and laughed the whole way.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-533971994290638623?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/533971994290638623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=533971994290638623' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/533971994290638623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/533971994290638623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/06/reward-trip.html' title='Reward Trip'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sj-Z9d2RkJI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ZmG2ExFLVF0/s72-c/Caleb%27s+10th+Bday+070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-4608819320546275077</id><published>2009-06-14T16:24:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:07:38.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caleb's 10th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay. This post has been sitting, waiting to be published since Caleb's birthday. I haven't been able to do what I want with the pics on blogger for some reason, but here they are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Caleb celebrated his tenth birthday with a campout with his closest buds. (These buds happen to be his cousins, too!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jordan, Cody, Jamison (in the back), Curtis and Caleb&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347298139064243874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SjVrU4cIFqI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/cCLRVL8q5MQ/s320/P5300011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can I just say that boy parties are SO MUCH EASIER than girl parties?? No leaving anybody out or complaining or whining. (Okay, okay...there were a few tears out of the little guys, but they didn't last long.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347298145575325906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SjVrVQsfUNI/AAAAAAAAAig/E9gZCyStP9k/s320/P5300013.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SjVrVFfXdOI/AAAAAAAAAiY/eJ2sPJT_WOc/s1600-h/P5300005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347298142567494882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SjVrVFfXdOI/AAAAAAAAAiY/eJ2sPJT_WOc/s320/P5300005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-4608819320546275077?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/4608819320546275077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=4608819320546275077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4608819320546275077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4608819320546275077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/06/calebs-10th-birthday.html' title='Caleb&apos;s 10th Birthday'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SjVrU4cIFqI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/cCLRVL8q5MQ/s72-c/P5300011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-2403594829817917449</id><published>2009-06-14T16:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:24:33.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Play Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SjVqJQjTk0I/AAAAAAAAAiI/dz2ka3nq1dg/s1600-h/P6110059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347296839866749762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SjVqJQjTk0I/AAAAAAAAAiI/dz2ka3nq1dg/s320/P6110059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347296835788473906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SjVqJBW-BjI/AAAAAAAAAiA/zsqXl2BTRiY/s320/P6110061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He just can't get enough of his trucks, cars, planes and trains!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-2403594829817917449?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/2403594829817917449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=2403594829817917449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2403594829817917449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2403594829817917449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/06/play-time.html' title='Play Time'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SjVqJQjTk0I/AAAAAAAAAiI/dz2ka3nq1dg/s72-c/P6110059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-6071008986755717987</id><published>2009-06-03T13:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:44:48.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brace Face!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SibDqfyv68I/AAAAAAAAAh4/2WC7-fIryVU/s1600-h/P6030020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343173142777949122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SibDqfyv68I/AAAAAAAAAh4/2WC7-fIryVU/s320/P6030020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Braces are on!  Let the fun begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No gum.  No corn on the cob.  No sticky things.  No crunchy things.  Brushing, flossing, rinsing...over and over again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it will all be worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 years from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-6071008986755717987?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/6071008986755717987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=6071008986755717987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6071008986755717987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6071008986755717987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/06/brace-face.html' title='Brace Face!'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SibDqfyv68I/AAAAAAAAAh4/2WC7-fIryVU/s72-c/P6030020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-6543747629776419389</id><published>2009-06-01T09:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T09:40:44.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor's Falls Day Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SiPoAay9D6I/AAAAAAAAAhw/aG12fZzFnKs/s1600-h/148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342368676882223010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SiPoAay9D6I/AAAAAAAAAhw/aG12fZzFnKs/s400/148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SiPoAD1CpRI/AAAAAAAAAho/ONRj54Dtfsw/s1600-h/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342368670716962066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SiPoAD1CpRI/AAAAAAAAAho/ONRj54Dtfsw/s400/149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SiPnOoq2W-I/AAAAAAAAAhg/N7C9TDBAfao/s1600-h/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342367821612866530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SiPnOoq2W-I/AAAAAAAAAhg/N7C9TDBAfao/s400/134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SiPnOSKjLyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/gf-T1tq_VeM/s1600-h/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342367815571812130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SiPnOSKjLyI/AAAAAAAAAhY/gf-T1tq_VeM/s400/132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SiPnN-fwSRI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/aMe-584cSBU/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342367810292042002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SiPnN-fwSRI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/aMe-584cSBU/s400/115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SiPnNie6YvI/AAAAAAAAAhI/mvktc2S2490/s1600-h/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342367802772316914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SiPnNie6YvI/AAAAAAAAAhI/mvktc2S2490/s400/104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SiPnNJQUQbI/AAAAAAAAAhA/nKmlrekWUx8/s1600-h/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342367796000211378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SiPnNJQUQbI/AAAAAAAAAhA/nKmlrekWUx8/s400/103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-6543747629776419389?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/6543747629776419389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=6543747629776419389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6543747629776419389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6543747629776419389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/06/taylors-falls-day-trip.html' title='Taylor&apos;s Falls Day Trip'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SiPoAay9D6I/AAAAAAAAAhw/aG12fZzFnKs/s72-c/148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-2060674780324268166</id><published>2009-06-01T09:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T09:29:42.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch-Up</title><content type='html'>Summer vacation is in full-swing at our house and has already been over-the-top busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Finished school a couple of weeks ago.  Carlie and Caleb will complete their standardized tests today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The garden is in and growing.  Herbs and flowers are planted.  Now we just need some rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The new septic/drain field will be finished up today.  (Pictures later...what a mess our yard is!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Caleb turned 10! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Did a Mother's Day trip to Taylor's Falls.  So much fun.  And it was great not to have to try to push Micah in a stroller. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Spring cleaning.  And cleaning.  And cleaning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I have been sorting through homeschool stuff.  And sorting.  And sorting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ordering curriculum for next year.  (It is a vicious cycle that never ends!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it.  A very short summary of what has been shakin' around here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-2060674780324268166?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/2060674780324268166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=2060674780324268166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2060674780324268166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2060674780324268166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/06/catch-up.html' title='Catch-Up'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-3619572203806298504</id><published>2009-05-04T16:29:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T09:54:03.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What We've Been Up To</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are in the last days of our official school year and things are crazy-busy around here.  Add onto the demands of school a long list of to-do's and you can understand why I haven't been blogging.  Wedding plans (for my brother and his fiance), spring cleaning and organizing, beautiful weather to enjoy, a septic system that needs replacing, standardized testing for school, the list goes on and on and on and on.  Here is a little photo update to catch you up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sf9hkBLJ7HI/AAAAAAAAAgw/TikqqhC_Sjg/s1600-h/P5040264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332087755248364658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sf9hkBLJ7HI/AAAAAAAAAgw/TikqqhC_Sjg/s400/P5040264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Micah has begun to give me the silent treatment when he is mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sf9hjwNUJtI/AAAAAAAAAgo/qWenagjEsmA/s1600-h/P5010227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332087750694020818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sf9hjwNUJtI/AAAAAAAAAgo/qWenagjEsmA/s400/P5010227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lots of swingset time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sf9gu8x0g-I/AAAAAAAAAgg/EcZBWWvZVJ8/s1600-h/P5010257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332086843535295458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sf9gu8x0g-I/AAAAAAAAAgg/EcZBWWvZVJ8/s400/P5010257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Climbing trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sf9guqGGj8I/AAAAAAAAAgY/UI9r8NIHTOo/s1600-h/P5010242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332086838520090562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sf9guqGGj8I/AAAAAAAAAgY/UI9r8NIHTOo/s400/P5010242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A yard that has a bunch of holes to get ready for a new drain field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sf9guc43oeI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/0E--kj89y-M/s1600-h/P5010251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332086834974925282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sf9guc43oeI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/0E--kj89y-M/s400/P5010251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More tree climbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332086835081565602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sf9gudSS1aI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Wo_MZOC3xVA/s400/P5010236.JPG" /&gt;Rhubarb is almost ready to pick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332084962208999410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sf9fBcSrZ_I/AAAAAAAAAfw/21X8w3cXzpY/s400/P5010260.JPG" /&gt;Trees and shrubs are budding and blooming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332084947165962866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sf9fAkQI4nI/AAAAAAAAAfg/wWAjpgZicAY/s400/P5010223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-3619572203806298504?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/3619572203806298504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=3619572203806298504' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3619572203806298504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3619572203806298504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-weve-been-up-to.html' title='What We&apos;ve Been Up To'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sf9hkBLJ7HI/AAAAAAAAAgw/TikqqhC_Sjg/s72-c/P5040264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-3313055173058108904</id><published>2009-04-24T13:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T13:28:50.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look At That Gal!!</title><content type='html'>Maggie-"Mom, I need a gal."&lt;br /&gt;Me- "What are you talking about?"&lt;br /&gt;Maggie- "You know, a gal of milk?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie has been working with measures of capacity.  Yesterday I whipped out a quart jar, a gallon of milk, a dry measuring cup, and a 2 liter pop bottle to compare English measures with the metric system.  I guess I have never heard any of my other kids refer to the measurements by their abbreviations!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-3313055173058108904?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/3313055173058108904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=3313055173058108904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3313055173058108904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3313055173058108904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/04/look-at-that-gal.html' title='Look At That Gal!!'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-1943139698045533287</id><published>2009-04-23T09:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:19:55.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught on Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SfB469sfFWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/cjO_K87__Mk/s1600-h/P4220218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327891313568191842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SfB469sfFWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/cjO_K87__Mk/s320/P4220218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cookie Monster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-1943139698045533287?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/1943139698045533287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=1943139698045533287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/1943139698045533287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/1943139698045533287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/04/caught-on-camera.html' title='Caught on Camera'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SfB469sfFWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/cjO_K87__Mk/s72-c/P4220218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-7706215122569557197</id><published>2009-04-21T18:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:17:28.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Glory's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327293298252662466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Se5ZB5CrRsI/AAAAAAAAAfA/-bU_WHh9nvk/s320/P4200190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327293309250138210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Se5ZCiArcGI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/QzBEw016e3I/s320/P4200206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Se5ZCCB2dwI/AAAAAAAAAfI/daiFSauPwjQ/s1600-h/P4200204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327293300665120514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Se5ZCCB2dwI/AAAAAAAAAfI/daiFSauPwjQ/s320/P4200204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory turned four on Monday. I love making my kids feel special for their whole birthday by making them special meals throughout the day, letting them take the day off school, and that sort of thing.  But I was still really sick and the day didn't go according to plan.  After my doctor appointment we did manage to grab some pizzas and a store-bought cake to have a short, but memorable, celebration.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Se5ZBoZf8lI/AAAAAAAAAe4/fHi0qt858mA/s1600-h/P4200188.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-7706215122569557197?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/7706215122569557197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=7706215122569557197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/7706215122569557197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/7706215122569557197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/04/glorys-birthday.html' title='Glory&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Se5ZB5CrRsI/AAAAAAAAAfA/-bU_WHh9nvk/s72-c/P4200190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-770585656492590976</id><published>2009-04-21T18:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T07:07:29.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking Day</title><content type='html'>I was sick over the weekend so Aaron took over for me.  He did a great job with the kids, but the big surprise was when he decided to whip up a batch of cookies.  (In almost fourteen years of marriage, I have never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever seen him bake anything.  He doesn't cook, either.)  I had to drag my sick self out of bed to document what may very well be a once-in-a-lifetime experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327290856201457410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Se5WzvsTDwI/AAAAAAAAAew/JiZ5rl1vaFQ/s320/P4190181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Se5Wy4BGQaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/d5RnWo5OuKE/s1600-h/P4190180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327290841256313250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Se5Wy4BGQaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/d5RnWo5OuKE/s320/P4190180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327290850911703922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Se5Wzb_H03I/AAAAAAAAAeo/ObgzCbKft9M/s320/P4190185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-770585656492590976?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/770585656492590976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=770585656492590976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/770585656492590976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/770585656492590976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-sick-entire-weekend.html' title='Baking Day'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Se5WzvsTDwI/AAAAAAAAAew/JiZ5rl1vaFQ/s72-c/P4190181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-598645613566004703</id><published>2009-04-14T11:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T11:56:54.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Glory Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SeS_eb2mkwI/AAAAAAAAAeY/2Dk8e6NqT1A/s1600-h/P4140177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324591189052527362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SeS_eb2mkwI/AAAAAAAAAeY/2Dk8e6NqT1A/s400/P4140177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Glory has had a heart murmur since she was an infant.  Her doctor has monitored it carefully, but decided it was time to bring in the opinion of a specialist.  Yesterday we headed to see Dr. Chip, a pediatric cardiologist.  I am very thankful to report that her very loud murmur is completely fine and she doesn't need anything else done!!!  So now we know and don't have to be concerned about it anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the doctor visit we headed to the mall and got her ears pierced.  "Diamond" earrings to celebrate her 4th birthday a week early.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-598645613566004703?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/598645613566004703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=598645613566004703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/598645613566004703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/598645613566004703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/04/glory-update.html' title='Glory Update'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SeS_eb2mkwI/AAAAAAAAAeY/2Dk8e6NqT1A/s72-c/P4140177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-248958943619593623</id><published>2009-04-14T11:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T11:51:03.574-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the first Easter that I did not get a picture of the kids in their Easter outfits!! I cannot believe that I missed that opportunity. Not only did I miss out on the annual family Easter picture, I had a hard time catching kids in action during the Easter egg hunt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SeS9ij2YleI/AAAAAAAAAeI/TJRRLQWUjK8/s1600-h/P4120163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324589060895315426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SeS9ij2YleI/AAAAAAAAAeI/TJRRLQWUjK8/s320/P4120163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggie was the big winner of the most money found in eggs. She came out of the day $10.05 richer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SeS9id6f98I/AAAAAAAAAeA/A2ysU9HeydE/s1600-h/P4120162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324589059301963714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SeS9id6f98I/AAAAAAAAAeA/A2ysU9HeydE/s320/P4120162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324589071332009298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SeS9jKur5VI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/4Ls8oHDh-PE/s320/P4120171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Glory and her good friend, Tirzah. They were checking out what was inside their eggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;280 eggs + 16 crazy kids = very few good pictures, but a lot of fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-248958943619593623?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/248958943619593623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=248958943619593623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/248958943619593623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/248958943619593623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-2009.html' title='Easter 2009'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SeS9ij2YleI/AAAAAAAAAeI/TJRRLQWUjK8/s72-c/P4120163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-6617023586888101414</id><published>2009-04-10T09:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T09:34:07.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Belt, Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Micah seems to have a caught a condition that I like to call "Toddler Butt". I am hoping that this is a temporary thing that he will outgrow. (But Dr. H. tells me that he is still only 5th percentile for height.) If he is this saggy &lt;em&gt;with&lt;/em&gt; a diaper, I can only imagine what will happen when he graduates to big boy undies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323070196312249650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sd9YJAWpFTI/AAAAAAAAAdo/QXNj6po_Myg/s400/152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323070203217909810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sd9YJaFFGDI/AAAAAAAAAdw/0TydptAVEAQ/s400/153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323070209721386354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sd9YJyToRXI/AAAAAAAAAd4/lYrD9fYyUYA/s400/154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-6617023586888101414?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/6617023586888101414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=6617023586888101414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6617023586888101414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6617023586888101414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/04/belt-anyone.html' title='Belt, Anyone?'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sd9YJAWpFTI/AAAAAAAAAdo/QXNj6po_Myg/s72-c/152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-1297366460809562075</id><published>2009-04-08T21:15:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T07:47:41.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Arrival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Update:  They changed the name to Ellis, which was the original name they were thinking of.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just got back from the hospital. My brother, Casey and his wife, Christine welcomed their third child into the world. A baby boy. William Anthony. He came about three weeks early, as he wasn't due until the beginning of May. I am so thankful for another baby in the bunch to love on! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;William Anthony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 pounds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;20 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322511314588936434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sd1b1zsSKPI/AAAAAAAAAdg/vrZSVzSzrBk/s400/P4080142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322511315118625666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sd1b11qkk4I/AAAAAAAAAdY/5G8q02IDdL4/s400/P4080150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322511310309675554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sd1b1jwB0iI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/idl0CBeqxZI/s400/P4080148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-1297366460809562075?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/1297366460809562075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=1297366460809562075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/1297366460809562075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/1297366460809562075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-arrival.html' title='New Arrival'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sd1b1zsSKPI/AAAAAAAAAdg/vrZSVzSzrBk/s72-c/P4080142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-3397030084351916262</id><published>2009-04-07T13:36:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T14:01:32.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rochester Highlights</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures from our Rochester trip.  We love hanging out with Anna and Kelly and it was fun to spend the night and squeeze more action into the trip.  We went bowling, went to a beautiful nature center, and played games. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sdug0y7P_QI/AAAAAAAAAdA/fAc8VsiQYCU/s1600-h/P3280130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322024213552299266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sdug0y7P_QI/AAAAAAAAAdA/fAc8VsiQYCU/s320/P3280130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anna, 18 weeks pregnant with their baby girl.  I couldn't keep my eyes or hands away from her beautiful belly.  I think she might have been the highlight of my trip.  My ovaries are aching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sdug083lYNI/AAAAAAAAAc4/f0QTUHIdPNk/s1600-h/P3280129.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322024217732429330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sdug1Cf3thI/AAAAAAAAAdI/dDByCkr1S8c/s320/P3280131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cute tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdugR_a0sKI/AAAAAAAAAcw/ebvDPnKiVLg/s1600-h/P3280128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322023615610532002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdugR_a0sKI/AAAAAAAAAcw/ebvDPnKiVLg/s320/P3280128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, Micah is pretty cute too.  He loved running around at the nature center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdugRy0RpUI/AAAAAAAAAco/0uA3FruD5_M/s1600-h/P3280121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322023612227626306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdugRy0RpUI/AAAAAAAAAco/0uA3FruD5_M/s320/P3280121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rare family photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdugRo8bu2I/AAAAAAAAAcg/FEsNFi4qHTM/s1600-h/P3280123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322023609577487202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdugRo8bu2I/AAAAAAAAAcg/FEsNFi4qHTM/s320/P3280123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdugRP1RdAI/AAAAAAAAAcY/s5ExqeYf9zY/s1600-h/P3280117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322023602836567042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdugRP1RdAI/AAAAAAAAAcY/s5ExqeYf9zY/s320/P3280117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdugQe6LTsI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/V0RBxjtYB7E/s1600-h/P3280114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322023589703798466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdugQe6LTsI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/V0RBxjtYB7E/s320/P3280114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdufPZ6nkAI/AAAAAAAAAcI/siVnaLTqd4Q/s1600-h/P3280109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322022471671975938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdufPZ6nkAI/AAAAAAAAAcI/siVnaLTqd4Q/s320/P3280109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The huge fish tank at the nature center.  Kelly bought minnows to feed the fish.  One of the fish almost got a bite of Caleb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdufPcLLWnI/AAAAAAAAAcA/tl1g9giEDwc/s1600-h/P3280092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322022472278301298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdufPcLLWnI/AAAAAAAAAcA/tl1g9giEDwc/s320/P3280092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maggie is always posing.  Even while bowling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdufPOrSoxI/AAAAAAAAAb4/UGMt4GqiISw/s1600-h/P3280091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322022468654899986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdufPOrSoxI/AAAAAAAAAb4/UGMt4GqiISw/s320/P3280091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Glory is learning how to set up a bowling game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322022462516820242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdufO3z2-RI/AAAAAAAAAbw/MR7cTr72lZ8/s320/P3280107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Glory pointed her hands straight out until her ball hit the pins.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-3397030084351916262?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/3397030084351916262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=3397030084351916262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3397030084351916262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3397030084351916262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/04/rochester-highlights.html' title='Rochester Highlights'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sdug0y7P_QI/AAAAAAAAAdA/fAc8VsiQYCU/s72-c/P3280130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-4272964417663121015</id><published>2009-03-31T20:09:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:17:34.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Micah's birthday wasn't so much a big bash as it was just a fun time of being together. He doesn't have a special supper that he loves, so instead we had a birthday breakfast. His morning consisted of French toast, strawberries, milk, bacon and potato patties. He got to hang out in his high chair, in his jammies and have his birthday cupcake. My mom and dad came over (she did the vast majority of the cooking) and it was a perfect celebration for a special little boy. Then it was off to Rochester for the weekend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319525242406891186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdLABh9i7rI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/djeAmySo3Pw/s320/P3270062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319525244325011122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdLABpG3HrI/AAAAAAAAAbY/FspR4H8qm1U/s320/P3270068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319525249270918770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdLAB7iDrnI/AAAAAAAAAbg/-lpC9Kps1mU/s320/P3270070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319525254171678178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdLACNyfVeI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Z0eXGR3GIbQ/s320/P3270085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-4272964417663121015?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/4272964417663121015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=4272964417663121015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4272964417663121015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4272964417663121015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday-bash.html' title='Birthday Bash'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SdLABh9i7rI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/djeAmySo3Pw/s72-c/P3270062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-833534032930371678</id><published>2009-03-26T10:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T13:12:35.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Years Ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow my baby will be two! It is hard to believe that 2 years have gone by already. My pregnancy with Micah was a difficult one with me having placenta previa and preeclampsia. I was on bedrest and he was delivered (my 5th c-section) at 36 weeks. Because of my blood pressure, he had a low birthweight. Despite all of the circumstances, he was healthy and had no problems. This was truly a miracle and an answer to many of your prayers. God is so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316778572389766802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Scj98SyzVpI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/JT4jv_tWF_4/s320/DSC02263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me, after an amnio showed that he was definitely not ready to be born, but I was so sick that we needed to get him delivered. I was sent to North Memorial because he would need to be in the N.I.C.U. (If only I had a picture of me with my face swollen and my eyes barely open :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316778580044141410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Scj98vTv02I/AAAAAAAAAaA/vEQYoBJTC4c/s320/DSC02265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bedrest at North. I was so happy to see my kids and SO homesick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316778579871633074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Scj98uqnjrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/hCaqGZFt6xE/s320/DSC02314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After 6 weeks of bedrest, 9 ultrasounds, 13 non-stress tests, countless bodily fluid samples, and 2 amnios, Micah Aaron was born. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4 lbs 13 oz, 18 inches long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316778586404781490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Scj99HAPfbI/AAAAAAAAAaY/YQoEv4OJvwA/s320/DSC02372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute! And so tiny! He was down to 4 lbs 5 oz when we came home from the hospital. Even his preemie clothes were too big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316778580785362690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Scj98yEd9wI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/C_4hyylOK0Q/s320/DSC02345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big yawn for a little peanut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom is the proud grandma who took care of EVERYTHING and EVERYONE for me. I am so thankful for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will post some bday pics later on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-833534032930371678?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/833534032930371678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=833534032930371678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/833534032930371678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/833534032930371678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/03/tomorrow-my-baby-will-be-two-it-is-hard.html' title='Two Years Ago...'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Scj98SyzVpI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/JT4jv_tWF_4/s72-c/DSC02263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-7782155271106609614</id><published>2009-03-25T19:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:52:31.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Eye!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes strange things happen.  A lot of those strange things seem to happen at our house.  Today a certain child (HINT- 5 years old, female, with a ton of crazy hair) was using the bathroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child:  Mom!  I gotted pee in my eye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  What?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child:  I gotted pee in my eye! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  How in the world did you manage that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child:  I was watching when I was going to the bathroom and was too close.  It is my right eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Into the bath!  I sure hope you don't get some sort of eye infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child proceeds to freak out over the thought of an infection.  But she was very calm when it was "just" pee in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned: there is no need to watch when you are on the toilet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-7782155271106609614?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/7782155271106609614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=7782155271106609614' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/7782155271106609614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/7782155271106609614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-eye.html' title='My Eye!'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-5696749752776098703</id><published>2009-03-24T09:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T09:54:24.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>G.L.O.R.Y.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Over the last couple of weeks, Glory has gone around the house spelling her name out loud and referring to herself as G.L.O.R.Y. She has shown a very sudden thirst for learning and all things school. I have been keeping her busy with Kumon workbooks and printables from the computer. I think it is paying off because she is as pleased as can be with herself and makes sure to get ready for school each day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316766416098759122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Scjy4tFLEdI/AAAAAAAAAZo/MTuYjTRlsms/s320/P3240054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Glory wrote her own name, all by herself while I was switching laundry! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was S.U.R.P.R.I.S.E.D.   I just showed her how to write her name a few days ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316766417675335234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Scjy4y9DtkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Pe7fJHMYvhU/s320/P3240053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A very happy 3 (almost 4) year old.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;P.R.O.U.D.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-5696749752776098703?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/5696749752776098703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=5696749752776098703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/5696749752776098703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/5696749752776098703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/03/glory.html' title='G.L.O.R.Y.'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Scjy4tFLEdI/AAAAAAAAAZo/MTuYjTRlsms/s72-c/P3240054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-1780215486502115136</id><published>2009-03-17T14:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T15:44:23.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic Fork</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f31e0a53836bfe6f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df31e0a53836bfe6f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331633842%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D97A0B87483FB61BBDA914662C7C6CA6A7EE30C8.7AB218F2DF604D45EF23FEB305A1557A424C6722%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df31e0a53836bfe6f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do1K_ImuQcvIVUHpQtZsG0wZPSg8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df31e0a53836bfe6f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331633842%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D97A0B87483FB61BBDA914662C7C6CA6A7EE30C8.7AB218F2DF604D45EF23FEB305A1557A424C6722%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df31e0a53836bfe6f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do1K_ImuQcvIVUHpQtZsG0wZPSg8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was Micah's 4th giant pancake. I was trying to catch video of him being silly while he was eating. Instead, he saw the camera and displayed his usual charming personality. His crabbiness continued until he saw the magic fork. The fork truly must be magical, as it helped to lighten his mood!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-1780215486502115136?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f31e0a53836bfe6f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/1780215486502115136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=1780215486502115136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/1780215486502115136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/1780215486502115136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/03/magic-fork.html' title='Magic Fork'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-8800296280862297282</id><published>2009-03-16T16:50:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T17:23:12.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs of Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sb7LsYoQnLI/AAAAAAAAAY0/FItTSG1trrE/s1600-h/P3160040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313908573729758386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sb7LsYoQnLI/AAAAAAAAAY0/FItTSG1trrE/s320/P3160040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sb7Lr90f1SI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Qef_cOyCpoM/s1600-h/P3160039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313908566533330210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sb7Lr90f1SI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Qef_cOyCpoM/s320/P3160039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sb7Lr-E_m0I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ZtvwD5uXR-I/s1600-h/P3160037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313908566602521410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sb7Lr-E_m0I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ZtvwD5uXR-I/s320/P3160037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sb7LrTW2Y7I/AAAAAAAAAYc/KrcJJmHAA6M/s1600-h/P3160034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313908555134690226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sb7LrTW2Y7I/AAAAAAAAAYc/KrcJJmHAA6M/s320/P3160034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is a beautiful 61 degree day at our house. We have some definite signs of spring, aside from the radiant sunshine and the obvious warm-up in temperatures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signs That Spring Has Sprung:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The yard (and former ice rink) has turned into a mini-lake and stream.&lt;/div&gt;2. I have many extra loads of laundry to do...see sign 1. &lt;/div&gt;3. The laundry tubs are being used more than normal...sign 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Oxy-Clean has, once again, become a favorite household cleaner...sign 1. (In addition to Magic Erasers and Windex.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;5. Bikes, scooters, lawn chairs, playhouses, and other toys have all made a season premiere.&lt;br /&gt;6. Band-aids are being used liberally...sign 5.&lt;br /&gt;7. The urgency to complete school for the day/year is being felt by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313913150004148610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sb7P2wlGOYI/AAAAAAAAAZE/jzJMT7Fcfhc/s320/P3160044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of homeschooling...kids can work outside when weather permits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-8800296280862297282?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/8800296280862297282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=8800296280862297282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8800296280862297282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8800296280862297282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/03/signs-of-spring.html' title='Signs of Spring'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sb7LsYoQnLI/AAAAAAAAAY0/FItTSG1trrE/s72-c/P3160040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-3756787475629288925</id><published>2009-03-04T20:51:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:05:36.078-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Color Wheel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today my sister, Nora, came to do some hair. Hair color is a great opportunity for a little homeschool lesson on mixing colors! How do you get pink? Ellie knew that some red and white will make a great pink. If you add some purple in you will come up with this hot pink pigment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sa8-1ITaJ6I/AAAAAAAAAX8/nzFSA7K1Sd8/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309531568175982498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sa8-1ITaJ6I/AAAAAAAAAX8/nzFSA7K1Sd8/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Painting pink tips. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309531570256234306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sa8-1QDYR0I/AAAAAAAAAYE/IQ0Vp1etca0/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Doing her reading while waiting for her hair to process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309531585880620178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sa8-2KQhfJI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Wl-z35UiTe8/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What a glamour girl!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For those of you questioning my parenting choices, the color will be cut out in a few weeks when she needs a trim. Thanks for your concern.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-3756787475629288925?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/3756787475629288925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=3756787475629288925' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3756787475629288925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3756787475629288925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/03/color-wheel.html' title='The Color Wheel'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sa8-1ITaJ6I/AAAAAAAAAX8/nzFSA7K1Sd8/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-4214256231937929671</id><published>2009-03-04T20:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:51:06.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Missing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sa89jTifUUI/AAAAAAAAAX0/GjA3QDTVyi4/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sa89iyzGCMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/DOjO_rmLh9w/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309530153654028482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sa89iyzGCMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/DOjO_rmLh9w/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something so special and sweet about kids losing their first teeth. Last night Maggie lost her first tooth, all on her own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In her words, "I just wiggled it out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-4214256231937929671?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/4214256231937929671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=4214256231937929671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4214256231937929671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4214256231937929671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-missing.html' title='What&apos;s Missing?'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sa89iyzGCMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/DOjO_rmLh9w/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-8836179705199385743</id><published>2009-03-03T08:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T07:42:41.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Thousand Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sa088RaGTfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/QAaIHJP-oVA/s1600-h/P3030003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308966541902368242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sa088RaGTfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/QAaIHJP-oVA/s400/P3030003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Micah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If a picture is worth a thousand words, what is this one saying? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*turkey, stinker, cutie, trouble, fit-sy, naughty, love-bug, dumpling, toddler, tantrum, uh-oh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years old is right around the corner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-8836179705199385743?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/8836179705199385743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=8836179705199385743' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8836179705199385743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8836179705199385743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-thousand-words.html' title='One Thousand Words'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/Sa088RaGTfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/QAaIHJP-oVA/s72-c/P3030003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-9093928370384133338</id><published>2009-03-02T17:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:25:18.704-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Manners</title><content type='html'>Part of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt; curriculum includes health. The first few years of health are called Health, Safety, and Manners. Today Caleb learned some special manners he hadn't previously known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Manners for Boys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Let girls go first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Open doors for girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Carry heavy packages for girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Give up your seat for a girl that is standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Help girls be seated at the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If you wear a hat or cap, take it off when you go inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Manners for Girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Accept a seat that is offered to you by a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Let boys open doors for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Let boys help you be seated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Always say "thank you" when a boy helps you carry something, offers you a seat, or opens a door for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started laughing when he read these lists to me. I found them to be out-of-date and unrealistic. But as I started to explain to Caleb &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt; each of these manners were listed, I realized just how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-polite of a society we live in. Our culture doesn't teach boys and girls to be the men and women God desires them to be. We don't treat one another with the basic respect that we should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't expect every man to open my doors or lift my packages, but seriously, when I am walking toward a door with an infant in a car seat, a diaper bag, a purse, and a toddler by the hand...just open the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while some of these were silly to me, the heart of the message was solid. It isn't really about offering a seat or accepting a seat that is given.  Common courtesy is what it comes down to.  It doesn't matter what gender or faith you are, or what political party you belong to.  We should all treat one another well!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-9093928370384133338?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/9093928370384133338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=9093928370384133338' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/9093928370384133338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/9093928370384133338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/03/mr-manners.html' title='Mr. Manners'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-7827616575471448664</id><published>2009-02-24T13:37:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T14:11:36.024-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Spring may not be quite here yet, but I have the bug. (Today it is 37 degrees and my children want to be outside in light sweatshirts, sunglasses, and sneakers.) We had a little warm-up a few weeks ago and I found myself delving into some early spring cleaning. Unfortunately, clean windows don't last long around here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The arrival of spring means that I have home, yard, and garden projects on the brain. Of the many things on my list of to-do's comes painting. This past weekend we tackled the laundry room. I realize the laundry room may not be the obvious first choice to many people. But if you consider how much time I spend in there, you can understand why it was my priority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306455466626516738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SaRRIdC0BwI/AAAAAAAAAWk/bFoDnD6eUxg/s320/P2200044.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Getting ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306455469663889314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SaRRIoW-p6I/AAAAAAAAAWs/dja_phnvXOU/s320/P2200047.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A little experiment I had a couple of years ago.  Don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306455475011976386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SaRRI8SD_MI/AAAAAAAAAW0/2xjuJ8D5dzM/s320/P2200048.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Gross bugs in the light fixture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306455483128062018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SaRRJahFoEI/AAAAAAAAAW8/QlZEbYmZ4OI/s320/P2200049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Keeping it real.  How disgusting is it under you washer and dryer??  Don't judge me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306455486245189186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SaRRJmIRNkI/AAAAAAAAAXE/im-Di_ZRJxE/s320/P2200050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The foreman on the job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306455819490944770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SaRRc_kP5wI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ClZchH3s1tc/s320/P2210053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The perfect shade for my room.  The color is called, "Quiet Moment".  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think it is more likely, "Wishful Thinking."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306456734978346738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SaRSSSBdDvI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ZhGrfZPVqXY/s320/P2230055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The almost-finished project.  I still need a new curtain and shade.  Back to reality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-7827616575471448664?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/7827616575471448664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=7827616575471448664' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/7827616575471448664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/7827616575471448664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/02/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SaRRIdC0BwI/AAAAAAAAAWk/bFoDnD6eUxg/s72-c/P2200044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-424350748678124553</id><published>2009-02-23T18:35:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:50:42.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SaNBZrhCcJI/AAAAAAAAAWU/6-3SsQScTwM/s1600-h/P2230056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306156695406407826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SaNBZrhCcJI/AAAAAAAAAWU/6-3SsQScTwM/s400/P2230056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a hectic, nutso day. To say the least. Crying kids, complaining kids, screaming kids, fighting kids...you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having had enough, I sent Glory and Micah down to watch a movie while I finished up reading with Ellie and Maggie. Ahhh, finally some peace and quiet. We were all cuddled up on the couch reading sight words from a white board when, "CRASH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory had run into the door of a glass cabinet (formally for a stereo, now used to store some media junk). Let me rephrase. She had run into the cabinet door with her face. Somehow that little bump caused the glass to explode. Quite literally, it exploded. Glass was everywhere. The glass made a Rice Krispy crackling noise as it broke into more pieces in the aftermath. It took me over an hour to clean up the glass mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward a few hours. Carlie was being helpful and unloading the dishwasher. "Crash!" There goes a mug. All over the wood floor this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, I am glad that Aaron is now home and I have my back-up on duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*no children were harmed during the course of this day...yet!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SaNBaNyNm-I/AAAAAAAAAWc/4cP92QoZsjo/s1600-h/P2230057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306156704605248482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SaNBaNyNm-I/AAAAAAAAAWc/4cP92QoZsjo/s400/P2230057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-424350748678124553?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/424350748678124553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=424350748678124553' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/424350748678124553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/424350748678124553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-has-been-hectic-nutso-day.html' title='What a Day'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SaNBZrhCcJI/AAAAAAAAAWU/6-3SsQScTwM/s72-c/P2230056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-6286870115064327675</id><published>2009-02-19T17:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T18:03:09.944-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>I love tivo/dvr.  The whole concept of recording tv programs and movies digitally is not new to me.  I have wanted tivo for-EVER.  But until we got the dvr system with our television service, I truly had no idea what I was missing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is to love?  These are a few things that I appreciate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I can record or delete at the touch of a button.  Wonderful for me, but even better for recording movies for the kids!&lt;br /&gt;2.  This is a time saver if there is something we want to watch.  No commercials=happy.  Some of those commercial breaks are 4-5 minutes long.&lt;br /&gt;3.  The pause function for "live" tv is great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure there are many other positives that I have yet to discover.  For now I am recording movies like crazy.  I am not sure &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt; I am recording so often.  Aaron and I only watch a movie once in a while, and very rarely finish an entire movie in one sitting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is the novelty of new technology.  Maybe I am just saving up for that rainy, lazy day sometime in the future.  (Although chances are better that I will read a book than watch a movie :)  Whatever the reason, technology is a-maz-ing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-6286870115064327675?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/6286870115064327675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=6286870115064327675' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6286870115064327675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/6286870115064327675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/02/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-4420884981203820858</id><published>2009-02-15T18:43:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:00:48.149-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It seems we have formed a tradition of just being together as a family on Valentine's Day. Aaron and I don't go out on a date. We don't do anything crazy or exciting with the kids. Instead we just try to make the day special and sweet for everybody. This year the children woke up to a special valentine from us and then we all took a trip to the public library. The kids were all happy to have time to browse and check-out some books. Caleb, Ellie, and Maggie each got their own library card. (I don't generally take all 6 kids to the library by myself. So this really was exciting!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The remainder of the day was spent ice skating in the backyard and having a special meal and dessert. The kids were thrilled with a cake made straight from the box with store-bought frosting and lots of sprinkles. &lt;gag&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303191875049768386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SZi46bAURcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/gcJid5_2xS4/s320/P2140032.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; The cake. Icky to me...but yummy to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303191868425286258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SZi46CU6snI/AAAAAAAAAV0/fUpYc54OJSo/s320/P2140030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lucky girl. Leftover frosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303192289576342034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SZi5SjPJ0hI/AAAAAAAAAWE/GlkQi2qFcxg/s320/P2150037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The day after. Someone's had their fingers in the cake?!?!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303192293563982946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SZi5SyF4ZGI/AAAAAAAAAWM/9r11yVMHjFQ/s320/P2150038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Guilty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-4420884981203820858?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/4420884981203820858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=4420884981203820858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4420884981203820858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4420884981203820858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SZi46bAURcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/gcJid5_2xS4/s72-c/P2140032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-4315627873744985753</id><published>2009-02-04T18:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:08:38.128-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Beat the Winter Blahs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SYo68hs0hwI/AAAAAAAAAVk/RpVUkdCqyyA/s1600-h/P2040004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299112723067733762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SYo68hs0hwI/AAAAAAAAAVk/RpVUkdCqyyA/s320/P2040004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Get a haircut and make weird faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SYo68XwpINI/AAAAAAAAAVc/uhBanegn3rE/s1600-h/P2040007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299112720399409362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SYo68XwpINI/AAAAAAAAAVc/uhBanegn3rE/s320/P2040007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Play-Doh craft caddy.  $10.98 at Target when they were having an amazing sale.  (My friend, &lt;a href="http://www.lesstoil.blogspot.com/"&gt;Traci&lt;/a&gt;, also hit some sales.  My intention was to save this for a gift, but it has been worth every penny.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SYo68aQXwNI/AAAAAAAAAVU/SODG3khmMXY/s1600-h/P2040010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299112721069359314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SYo68aQXwNI/AAAAAAAAAVU/SODG3khmMXY/s320/P2040010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a haircut and play like the big kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SYo68Byl-XI/AAAAAAAAAVM/U-QBUibTLa8/s1600-h/P1250001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299112714502011250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SYo68Byl-XI/AAAAAAAAAVM/U-QBUibTLa8/s320/P1250001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Make "crystals" from a home science experiment kit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299112723899547794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SYo68kzJAJI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Z8zKY6Wziew/s320/P2040015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Or read a good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-4315627873744985753?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/4315627873744985753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=4315627873744985753' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4315627873744985753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4315627873744985753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-to-beat-winter-blahs.html' title='How to Beat the Winter Blahs'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SYo68hs0hwI/AAAAAAAAAVk/RpVUkdCqyyA/s72-c/P2040004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-7179921280014765284</id><published>2009-02-02T13:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:11:30.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Celebrations</title><content type='html'>I realize that Valentine's Day is just a "made-up by the card industry" holiday.  But it is still FUN!!  Around here, we are all about doing things to create memories as a family.  If that means doing silly holiday celebrations, so be it.  Valentine's Day happens to be a particularly special day for us to show our love for other people.  What a perfect opportunity to go out of our way to be more Christ-like toward one another!  (Obviously, that should be our every moment's focus.   Special days just help us to really put forth our best efforts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to hear some of your Valentine's Day traditions.  I am always looking for new ideas.  If you have a special place you go, meal you make, treat you bake, gift you give or receive, or unique idea...please leave me a comment or message through facebook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-7179921280014765284?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/7179921280014765284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=7179921280014765284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/7179921280014765284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/7179921280014765284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-celebrations.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Celebrations'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-1258238107463911446</id><published>2009-01-30T14:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:04:14.598-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Had a Million Dollars, Part 1</title><content type='html'>I would have enough bedrooms so that each of my kids could have their own.  Then, when I told them to go clean their rooms, they wouldn't try to blame their messes on each other.  They would each have their own space to go when sent to their rooms.  And Micah could have his own room instead of using up the space in the master bedroom closet. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Our closet has a window, regular light, and a heating/cooling vent.  He is not neglected or locked in a traditional closet.  I just don't like it when he messes his diaper while playing in his crib.  Pretty sure all of my clothes smell.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have two washers and two dryers.  One set could be for clothing and the other for towels, sheets, and other things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-1258238107463911446?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/1258238107463911446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=1258238107463911446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/1258238107463911446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/1258238107463911446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-i-had-million-dollars-part-1.html' title='If I Had a Million Dollars, Part 1'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-8466598348101807731</id><published>2009-01-24T08:56:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T09:18:10.425-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Told You...</title><content type='html'>...that you kids were going to turn Micah into a little monster!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is official. Micah has begun to have fits, temper tantrums, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spazzoids&lt;/span&gt;. This week, suddenly, the tide has turned. Months of giving into his cute cries and fusses have lead to an almost 2-year-old boy who is spoiled by his siblings. He doesn't want to share his lap space or his toys. Little Dude yells the words MEAN and MEANIE liberally. You had better not look at him the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is particular about how his food is served. The following video clip was taken this morning when he said his Raisin Bran was "cold". Go figure. Cold cereal being cold???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING&lt;/strong&gt;: Turn the volume down. 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Then I had the idea that I could do a "Thankful Thursday". &lt;em&gt;I am sure that it is not an original idea. It is even a little dorky. I still want to do it. I like dorky things. And I love the alliteration in the title. &lt;/em&gt;When I decided to do a "Thankful Thursday" it was a Friday. My plan is to post what I am thankful for during the time period that I am posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am thankful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For beach towels. They make an amazing carpet covering during a bout of stomach flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For anti-bacterial wipes. So great for cleaning sinks and bathrooms during a bout of stomach flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For homeschooling. It provides us with a flexible schedule during a bout of stomach flu. Homeschooling also enables us to avoid many germs, making this our first virus of any sort during the 2008-2009 school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For empty ice cream buckets during a bout of stomach flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*That this will pass. A promise that I cling to during a bout of stomach flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294174547707993970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SXivs48Mn3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/Gu_E-hF84KI/s320/P1190095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294174555580744754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SXivtWRNRDI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7sMfqGmt3GU/s320/P1220096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-8071902439710971117?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/8071902439710971117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=8071902439710971117' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8071902439710971117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/8071902439710971117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/01/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SXivs48Mn3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/Gu_E-hF84KI/s72-c/P1190095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-4805172810782212537</id><published>2009-01-18T19:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:05:24.778-06:00</updated><title type='text'>40 Years Ago</title><content type='html'>40 years ago today my father was on an airplane on his way to Vietnam.  He was a young 18 year old boy.  A man by government standards.  A boy in the eyes of his family.  A young man ready to fight for his country.  A brave boy who volunteered to fight.  A son who didn't know what was to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't spoken specifically about how he was feeling on the airplane.  I can only imagine the range of his emotions.  Excitement, fear, nervousness, curiosity, and anxiety.  Maybe it was his first flight.  Who was there to see him off?  What were his parents and other family members doing when he left?  I have so many questions about that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many answers are clouded by the memories and pain of his Vietnam experience.  Someday I would like to write it all out for him.  I would be honored to chronicle his time spent in the military.  But now is not the time.  It is still too difficult and too painful for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't in Vietnam very long.  He was shot and nearly died.  He saw things and heard things and felt things that no eighteen year old should have to come across.  He lost friends and fellow soldiers.  He was changed forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast-forward 40 years.  He is a father of six.  A grandpa of 11, soon to be 13.  A friend to many.  Tomorrow he will go on another plane ride.  This time for a vacation with my mom to Mexico.  I am sure he is going to taste some of those same emotions on the plane.  But my prayer is that he will bring back wonderful memories.  And maybe a suntan, too.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-4805172810782212537?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/4805172810782212537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=4805172810782212537' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4805172810782212537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/4805172810782212537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/01/40-years-ago.html' title='40 Years Ago'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-7671220652566006189</id><published>2009-01-15T17:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T17:44:10.068-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Independent</title><content type='html'>Glory was being especially cute and sweet this evening.  I felt the need to comment on how adorable she is.  Our conversation follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:  Can I keep you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Glory:  No.  I want to live in a different place.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:  What???  Where do you want to live?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Glory:  I want to live in Monticello.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:  Can I come and visit you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Glory:  Yes, you can visit.  Is this Monticello?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:  No, it is Big Lake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Glory:  Well, I don't want to live in Big Lake.  I want to live in Monticello.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monticello is where we head out for groceries, doctor and dentist visits, Target, Walmart, the library and community center.  No wonder she wants to live there.  It must seem like Monticello is the entire world to a 3.75 year old.  Good to know she doesn't plan to live too far away, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-7671220652566006189?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/7671220652566006189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=7671220652566006189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/7671220652566006189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/7671220652566006189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/01/miss-independent.html' title='Miss Independent'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-1448604431744232725</id><published>2009-01-15T08:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T08:12:20.437-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, It's Cold Outside</title><content type='html'>I have to be honest.  The cold weather conditions don't affect me a whole lot.  I actually haven't even gone further than the door of the garage since coming home from church on Sunday.  (It is Thursday today.)  Even then, we have a heated garage so heading out to church was no biggie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have a snow day from school today.  I don't have to worry about my truck not starting to leave for work.  I haven't had to bundle the kids up to get them to school this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for all of these things.  I was even more thankful when I saw the actual air temperature here at 8am.  &lt;strong&gt;-25 degrees Fahrenheit.&lt;/strong&gt;  I don't even have a clue what the wind chill is right now.  I really don't even need to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am perfectly content to sit with a cup of tea in front of the fireplace and read with my kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-1448604431744232725?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/1448604431744232725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=1448604431744232725' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/1448604431744232725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/1448604431744232725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby, It&apos;s Cold Outside'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-3101973203827143743</id><published>2009-01-13T15:31:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:54:08.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Just Another Load of Laundry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SW0Im2nrgvI/AAAAAAAAAUs/PGHuci-EJ_o/s1600-h/P1130089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290894600820196082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SW0Im2nrgvI/AAAAAAAAAUs/PGHuci-EJ_o/s320/P1130089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can well imagine, my laundry room is constantly busy with sorting, washing, drying, and folding. Today just happened to be sheet day for the kids. &lt;em&gt;(Just keeping it real here...I only actually wash their sheets every other week, or earlier if a need comes up. Six kids with bunk beds, twin beds, and cribs makes for a lot of work.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I decided that everyone needed their snugglers and lovies washed in hot water and Dreft. Usually I just throw those in with whatever load of laundry I can, but today I threw all the blankies in at once. We have two Gymboree blankets, Micah's crib blankets and his 3 silky/nubby blankets, Maggie's four blankets, and Glory's 4 Little Giraffe blankets. &lt;em&gt;(If you know Little Giraffe, you know their stuff is EXPENSIVE. I did not pay retail for her blankies but bought them from a wholesaler on Ebay. Just thought you should know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;As you can see here, they make an entire load!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first time ever that there was no drama over the blankies getting washed!!!! Granted, we had to conduct a secret operation to get Micah's stuff into the washer. And then again to get the load into the dryer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end it was so worth it. I wish I would have taken video of them all taking their warm, clean blankies out of the basket. Lots of smiles all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could be better than a warm and clean blanket on a day when the temperature has yet to make it to zero degrees?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-3101973203827143743?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/3101973203827143743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=3101973203827143743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3101973203827143743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/3101973203827143743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-just-another-load-of-laundry.html' title='Not Just Another Load of Laundry'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SW0Im2nrgvI/AAAAAAAAAUs/PGHuci-EJ_o/s72-c/P1130089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601736847207427618.post-2018526047070199778</id><published>2009-01-02T15:00:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T17:15:30.877-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation's Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The past two weeks have gone by in a flash. Aaron took almost two weeks off from work and we had our Christmas break from homeschooling. It was wonderful, but we all know that all good things come to an end. So today was spent gearing back up for school and work. Before we get back to the routine, I thought I would share a bit of our break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287612742889913298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SWFfxlHIO9I/AAAAAAAAASM/8D3kBGmKZCU/s320/PC240004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Lots of snow in MN during the month of December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287612748859429714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SWFfx7WX01I/AAAAAAAAASU/Z1S1LGkMQQw/s320/PC240014.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of Aaron's nieces and nephews at the Dee's home on Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287612768179572530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SWFfzDUpzzI/AAAAAAAAASc/9Jky0HYhVKI/s320/PC240022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Skinny Santa made an appearance at Aaron's family celebration. We totally do NOT do the Santa-thing. But Glory got into the spirit and gave him lots of love. Ellie even gave a polite curtsy in her poofy Christmas dress.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287614921907064738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SWFhwalTT6I/AAAAAAAAASk/FO8gXgcHJis/s320/PC250028.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids received toothbrushes in their stockings. Micah preferred to use it on his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287614926598773570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SWFhwsD5G0I/AAAAAAAAASs/4ITsTftS25M/s320/PC250031.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Glory thought the toothbrush did wonders for her skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287614936739555170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SWFhxR1pJ2I/AAAAAAAAAS0/ghX6wOb9NYw/s320/PC250051.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Caleb loves building and thinking and gaming. Perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287614943195172658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SWFhxp4yDzI/AAAAAAAAAS8/D4y5xscdMzs/s320/PC250053.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A keyboard for the budding worship leader. Carlie can plug headphones in to this piano!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287617243128101810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SWFj3hzhe7I/AAAAAAAAATE/OEnC2zynqZI/s320/PC250054.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Glory was sharing her "joy" over the birth of her Savior with Grandpa. Note his earplugs. Not just for Glory, but for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287617253531565378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SWFj4Ij5vUI/AAAAAAAAATM/QpC4PzCq1OM/s320/PC250058.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Cousins. Too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287617255702533554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SWFj4QpgFbI/AAAAAAAAATU/3ODMViJaKcA/s320/PC250055.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Cousins. Wrestlin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287617260812657154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SWFj4jr2YgI/AAAAAAAAATc/KBhTzmTGwIY/s320/PC250059.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Handsome men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287617267114626658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SWFj47KWzmI/AAAAAAAAATk/kP7ATpy83N4/s320/PC250063.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Time for a de-stressing massage. See the skinny one in the front? Anna is pregnant &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; wise. She took the front so that she wouldn't have to rub someone else. See the dude in the back? BIL Gavin. He is from Canada. He isn't getting a back-rub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287619781125572978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SWFmLQlRiXI/AAAAAAAAATs/JLDAQ3bX2Mw/s320/PC250074.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Anna, Kelly and dear, sweet Carlie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287619793832035826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SWFmL_6uxfI/AAAAAAAAAT0/lYZTNISnkbg/s320/PC250075.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287619803712085090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SWFmMkuUXGI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Thx7fLxgYps/s320/PC250076.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Really. What is SO funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287619812235583810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SWFmNEeeoUI/AAAAAAAAAUE/hGABBI3GA9g/s320/PC250079.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect place to play. Underneath the stools. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay. So I went a little crazy with all of the pictures in this post. But I just wanted to give the world a small taste of how incredibly blessed we are by family and friends. (We also spent a super-fun New Year's Eve with church friends. Thank you, Jim and Julia, for being brave enough to invite our entire family over to your lovely home. You are one of the few who has!!) Our time off was spent with people we love and getting to know Jesus better, as a family. It was wonderful and memorable. But vacation's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601736847207427618-2018526047070199778?l=blessedby6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/feeds/2018526047070199778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601736847207427618&amp;postID=2018526047070199778' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2018526047070199778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601736847207427618/posts/default/2018526047070199778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blessedby6.blogspot.com/2009/01/vacations-over.html' title='Vacation&apos;s Over'/><author><name>blessedby6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002199028138490515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SyqmE_X9OJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f-Fnx4CUPKY/S220/019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fU1vaJCEfMs/SWFfxlHIO9I/AAAAAAAAASM/8D3kBGmKZCU/s72-c/PC240004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
