tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86223706226798105902024-02-19T15:55:55.113-08:00Auld Lang SyneMaecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.comBlogger62125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-61084971754706425732015-10-11T18:57:00.000-07:002015-10-11T18:57:07.817-07:00Family blog learning<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-76751161402618880812014-02-16T21:19:00.000-08:002014-02-16T21:19:44.165-08:00As requested!`I will try to post pictures, you out of state family members, as requested. We miss you!
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I was trying to sleep and kept tossing and turning and for some reason remembered him playing "Go tell Aunt Rhody". <br /><br />We all were required to learn piano, at least until we could play some hymns, and of all of us it seemed the most tiresome to my brother.<br /><br />But there was one song that really floated his boat.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Go tell Aunt Rhody<br />Go tell Aunt Rho-ody<br />Go tell Aunt Rhody<br />The old gray goose is dead.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">For years we were treated to this song. He would get an inane smile and made his front teeth stuck out ridiculously, with a fatuous look on his face and sing this while holding his hands at shoulder level and punctuating each line with a parody of conducting, long neck bobbing along, lerp legs kicking. Good times.<br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div>Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-9075428142984130552012-10-21T14:01:00.000-07:002012-10-21T14:01:09.621-07:00Tribute No-Not the Tenacious kind of tribute. But just as epic, not 'cause I'm telling it, but because the lady in question is epic.<br /><br />It came to me while I was trying (in vain) to go to sleep. Someone, not naming names, was very gently snoring.
Doesn't really matter in my world whether or not the snoring in question is loud or not. Sound is very hard for me to tune out. Yeah, with 5 kids and that particular problem, you now know why I look zombified.
Anyway, had one of those moments where I felt like I should write down on my little pad of paper a prompting. I have been waiting for something to write down on my little pad of paper ever since in General Conference where it was suggested that promptings will come if you are prepared for them. I was beginning to feel like that particular piece of advice didn't pertain to me. Finally something to write down! I groggily and blindly wrote down "Mary Blodgett, tribute" and received my first blessing for following the prompting. I had inadvertently jostled my darling hubby and he turned over and stopped snoring.
Moving on, Mary Blodgett was a fabulous lady that I met on my mission. She was in her 80's and had been recently converted to the gospel. She had lived a hard life, but her conversion was thorough to the point that her zeal made the missionaries and life-long members look bad. She had quit smoking to be able to be baptized and said that the money she saved was a sacred fund that she dedicated to the Lord to show her gratitude for being given the gospel.
Now, you must remember in rural New England that the areas missionaries covered were very large. Ours was over four hours by car and we were allotted 25 miles each day in our missionary car. Much of our time was spent in arranging appointments to all be in one town on one day when a member could take us there. All of the members sacrificed their time to help us spread the gospel.
I remember fearfully asking a mom to take us four hours one way! to deliver a <i>Lamb of God</i> video to someone who ordered it off the commercial. The person allowed us to share a first discussion and then that mom drove us all the way back. 9+ hours with the missionaries, not to mention arranging babysitting and gas money.
Anyway, Mary lightened the burden on the rest of the congregation by being our taxi and resident testifier. She came with us at least three whole days a week and used all of her cigarette savings money on gas to find and teach others. Most members were comfortable attending a discussion where interest had all ready been expressed, but squirmed if we needed to take them tracting-going door to door-to invite people to hear our message. Mary was fearless and yet so humble and tracting was her "thing". She had lived all her life without the gospel and could not stand that there were others without the knowledge that had become so vital to her. She loved her fellow man so much that there was no fear in her. She is still a solid component to my own testimony of how the gospel changes lives for the better. She has passed on now, but I have learned that when there is real sacrifice involved, the Lord consecrates that and cements it into a testimony that is special. Mary was special. I love her dearly.Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-45566150301971117522012-10-21T13:19:00.002-07:002012-10-21T13:21:52.826-07:00Super serious today. To blog or not to blog. And I still find the word "blog" kind of ridiculous-sounding.Don't you think it will be so cool when the millennium comes and the great mysteries of life will unfold?
I sure hope one of these mysteries for me will be to know how to communicate what I am really thinking and feeling into words so that there is no language barrier to confuse what ones' real thoughts/intents are. It is so dang frustrating to speak to someone and know, when you have come away from a discussion, that you are still not able to express what is really true and understanding has not occurred.
I was called on in Primary today to share my feelings about what going to the temple to be sealed with my children felt like. Nothing came out how I planned it in my mind. I had been thinking about how one of my students had expressed sadness that a family member didn't behave in a way that made them feel good and that when they sang primary songs, they felt that they must have been unworthy to have a "good" family, or to feel loved. As I spoke today, I was trying to say that even though families can feel like and even be broken, that the temple is the great "fixer" for all things broken.
Maybe I told too much of what my own children have been feeling or saying about their birth family, but I feel like for children that have experienced too much of the sadness that life can offer, sometimes the way we teach in Primary can seem trite and even polarizing. It has really made me understand that for some children, hearing that things are not perfect is reassuring because then they know that there is a plan for that too and that their Father loves them.
I guess that my feelings have changed about that sealing day. I would say now that I felt naively happy believing that my children would want what I wanted, which is to be loved in THIS family. I have come to understand that as they mature, they have resented being adopted and want their birth mom/dad to be with them as well. Through much prayer and fasting and trying to understand their perspective I have realized that I am way too possessive of the people I consider to be mine. We are all our Father's children. We belong to Him. The temple is the place where we fix our broken relationship with him and covenant to do our best to bring ourselves and our families back into His presence. I believe that we are organized into families in order to achieve this, and that they do and will belong to us forever, but that sometimes our idea of a family is limited. He asks us to feed his sheep and He doesn't specify only the sheep in our immediate families. We all belong to each other because we are spirit daughters and sons of the Most High. By sealing these children to our family, we are bringing them safely to His fold. That doesn't mean to me that we have stolen them away from their birth parents, just that they will be safely there if/when they want to come too and we will join with all the faithful to be one eternal family belonging to each other and our Father.
The hiatus from blogging is from not knowing how much to say about what my kids are going through, and linked to my dilemma from above;language barrier. I don't know how much they would be comfortable with others knowing, especially as they grow to adulthood and I am not comfortable with my ability to get down in writing what is really happening. Also, because I cringe to think about how people can sometimes react callously to what other people write. I see comments on news stories etc. that show how viciously people can judge one another and I shrink from sharing my/their story. And yet there are so many that struggle through adoption and attachment disorders/abandonment issues that live such lonely lives that I finally feel at a point where I can say "There is hope! Things can improve!" At least until they're teenagers. I feel sure that things will be very hard then.
So.....thoughts? Am I going to regret sharing?
Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-67043626682522028882012-02-22T19:12:00.005-08:002012-02-26T23:23:26.950-08:00So. I have this gym membership and as I run around the track, I pass all these people in crossfit training class, which is in the center of the track. <br /><br />I see sweat rolling off these peoples faces, backs, and I don't want to know where. I could even slip and die if I'm not careful, in said sweat. Their bodies make She-Ra and He-Man want to vomit in muscle envy and I am sure that sugar and fat are just as bad swear words as the naughtiest of swear words.<br /><br />The repetitions seem endless. The agony on each face very real, some with almost a mania. Their breathing is so intense you see all those accessory muscles trying to help out, like some chronic smoker with COPD. My version of purgatory, I tell you.<br /><br />I am not really criticizing here. In fact, I admire the strength of character and the determination and fortitude required to have a body in such peak condition. I studied health sciences and value being fit and eating well. Just maybe a bit extreme for me.<br /><br />I, myself, feel as though I am on a hamster wheel as I try to take advantage of the daycare to reclaim several years worth of less than stellar physical activity. <br /><br />The point of all these descriptors? As I endlessly run in boredom, I start to think about all the waste of energy we collectively spend in a gym that could be used on more useful projects. My imagination sees me slenderizing while I supply elderly people with wood for their fire instead of them struggling to pay for gas. I see these muscle guys volunteering with the group that builds houses for injured veterans that can't be mobile in their current homes. Just think of how sore your muscles are when you paint ceilings and walls. We could paint the entire down town area and improve our neighborhoods. Digging trenches for sprinklers, yard work, pruning overgrowth, maintaining trails etc-on a volunteer basis can maintain fitness, but are activities that are purposeful and benefit more than ourselves.<br /><br />Hey.<br />It worked in Karate Kid, right?? Wax on, wax off. Accomplishing something. (I don't know about standing on one foot on logs, though. Don't call me on it.)<br /><br />Or at least having fun like in soccer or football or anything other, really, than endless reps and endless circles around the track. <br /><br />Basically, I just hate exercising in the gym and miss things like hiking, playing a game of frisbee football, going snowboarding, taking a walk that lasts more than two blocks, and really any activity that lasts more than 15 minutes. I tried to help with the cutting up/loading/ hauling away of all the trees that fell down in our area and spent most of my time helping my children, which is how it should be-and I love it. It is just such a sedentary role. They want to be held a lot. They need a lot of face time and attention. They want to interact-at all times. This is why even though I have a perfectly good double seater running stroller and a portable dvd player and toys galore, I still can't run outside, because remember 15 min? And that is the extreme end of patience, they would be glad to be home after about 10 minutes.<br /><br />I guess I'm writing all this to remind myself why in the world I take myself to the place of useless pain and energy waste.<br /><br />Oh yes! I remember the first game of racquetball I had with my husband there. We both looked at each other, incredulous. We two, together, having fun, minus children. It was liberating and I felt guilty for feeling it. Most days he works, so we only do that about once or twice a week, but even when I am running circles and attending classes where ladies scream at me to "hit it!" and "push, push, push", (lamaze class, anyone?) I am thankful for a little break so that I can come back stronger to my little lovies and hear them say "I missed you mommy, but we had fun doing....etc." and seeing them learn that I really will come back every time. I have been so concerned about attachment, you see. Allowing gym daycare has been a stretch for my overprotective mommy self.<br /><br />My husband read through the above and said "I still don't know what the point of this entry is." So I'll tell you. It is that I ramble a lot. Also, if you don't have children and can pursue other pursuits, why are you spending time in the gym?? Why?? For the love!Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-70906667462469934222012-02-21T14:09:00.004-08:002012-02-22T19:09:59.311-08:00<div id="vtestid" title="Philippine Dried Young Coconut Chips: Sweet Preserved Fruit, Nature's Candy"><div style="height:250px;width:250px;" class="ic-cntr"><div style="height:250px;width:250px;" id="vtestid_idiv" class="ic-m"><center><span></span><img style="width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://i.ebayimg.com/00/s/MTAyNFgxMDI0/$%28KGrHqV,%21mEE8MRMnkU2BPF%29SWSv9w%7E%7E60_1.JPG?set_id=8800005007" id="i_vtestid" height="250" width="250" /></center></div></div></div><br /><br /><br /><br />You see this package? The perfect treat. If you are a glutton, the fiber will punish you. I have been punished, but I still love you little coconuts. Even though you have 55% of daily fiber in one oh so small serving.Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-56699558785005324782012-02-12T12:41:00.000-08:002012-02-12T12:56:05.532-08:00WordsWe were having fun at lunch today and remembering how the littles used to say their words when they were even littler. They all wanted to know what they said "cute." So I thought I should put it down since I am forgetting so fast.<br /><br />Goosie- Currently calls her thumb her "flum"<br /><br />Bitty- "Does this food have any 'fiver'?" (fiber)<br /><br />Bryguy- libary<br /><br />Claus- slammitch. As in "Can you please make me a slammitch?" This is one of my all time faves.<br /><br />Babs- I couldn't remember one. I'll have to dig out my journal. But I do remember the pained look on her face as her toddler friends mispronounced words and I would see her mouth the right way to herself. She has always been good with words. No babbling or such for her. It was kinda sad. Actually, I just remembered that she mispronounced library too, but she added too many syllables. It was "libe-er-ary"<br /><br />Then they asked about M'deary and me. I told them gramma said that I called fingers "thingers" and when we were married, I had to inform M'deary that "plogged" wasn't actually a word. (He made me look it up to be sure) It is a smashing together of plugged and clogged. I still don't think he quite believes me.<br /><br />I will have to rack my brains to think of more. It was one of the things that kept me going when they were so little-yet so frustrating; to enjoy the funny words that were derivatives of real words.Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-19883809329836512852012-01-24T13:34:00.000-08:002012-01-24T14:09:53.090-08:00March of the Penguins<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Ready!</span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD8F_mZrkTwRb1M22I0wjyEuKnU0HvxKCThkw3tl05g9kuEKMYQ_ltpeo9Gvu722Ad_LBn5b6U-QODE-SKOYrsqW6TdOa_9cWtatI8PDstPayVzyGDmH-EE4XxV6iWToa5hGaWXjDrGAQC/s1600/129.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD8F_mZrkTwRb1M22I0wjyEuKnU0HvxKCThkw3tl05g9kuEKMYQ_ltpeo9Gvu722Ad_LBn5b6U-QODE-SKOYrsqW6TdOa_9cWtatI8PDstPayVzyGDmH-EE4XxV6iWToa5hGaWXjDrGAQC/s400/129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701316705775539250" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Set!</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1XO3Jm7VWLsnHK8pOxOfpmuP6xB3yqP53qct_FI-0tsGEP39VEeTnQIC0bWiGUGtcoflXtmkqNprNqPUusg7m8M3Ijk1amPTf__-IQrXjfToLapJgwWeJOpO34vTzrPMnQ-LPbJDBUdif/s1600/131.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVWwt5aFrBxoS7KFZNjk9gF2Tdnixu2sfrWvlwdZznPiBFU4wX7SMGL4AOVxQiYk53rXFbfoMYfndlQHUqAek3jiDVYHg-5NVUxVknzrTBEgasxbXSyWoANlbMgEbkO8nVr5EjPfF4_xQ0/s400/171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701317724521883794" border="0" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">You may be thinking that we enjoyed a nice outing sledding, but you would be wrong. Clearly we are the penguins from the classic "March of the penguins" movie. Babs encouraged us all to turn our coats around to be able to better belly slide. Apparently she and the other school kids have been playing penguins every recess, complete with people assigned as the seal that chases them from hole to hole in the snow and baby penguins assigned to crouch under the parent penguins. It has been a real hit. I wish I had a picture of M'deary pretending to be the old penguin that has fallen over in the snow ready to die. The children very quickly disabused him of the notion that he could get out of playing by faking his own death and poked and prodded him up. What a stinker. In the end we both had fun participating in their imaginative play.<br /><br /><br /></span></div>Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-40915914626050320992011-08-09T22:11:00.000-07:002011-08-09T22:28:35.582-07:00Cousins<div style="text-align: center;">We had fun swimming and riding bikes and playing with our cousins. Love you lots.
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<br />Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-28415971541666493572011-08-08T13:00:00.000-07:002011-08-08T14:06:18.444-07:00Babbity's Birthday<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnF0ZWYcIc3Nw0gkCfB1wXNvAi7KfHawL-0TCx-6aAb2i4FUnGdWbhJR37Eg2TWjMYLBp8Jqi9fhyJTNWDuHUVGmdvtHKa2DWOZLGM74TWu2FEjVpeYA4QGS7slpnwnQ3y3rICfRJ_A3jk/s1600/Jul+11+123.jpg"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Babs is still excited to receive a Carebear after 5 years of this strange obsession. You in the know remember how she cried with joy at opening yet another Carebear that one Christmas?? And I don't know why this is underlined, but whatever.</span><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnF0ZWYcIc3Nw0gkCfB1wXNvAi7KfHawL-0TCx-6aAb2i4FUnGdWbhJR37Eg2TWjMYLBp8Jqi9fhyJTNWDuHUVGmdvtHKa2DWOZLGM74TWu2FEjVpeYA4QGS7slpnwnQ3y3rICfRJ_A3jk/s400/Jul+11+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638584615440241826" border="0" /></a>Not all of us are as excited about attending a party for someone else.
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<br />This one is a ham.
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<br />Ready for cake here. What's taking you so long all ready?
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<br />Didn't catch everyone, but it was fun to have extended's come up and join the fun.
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<br />There is always a lot of help at opening time.
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<br />She wanted a "special" cake this time. Thanks all you overachieving friends. I now have a new standard to live up to. Plain old in the pan won't fly anymore. This cake is in honor of her new obsession which is to capture every creature that is foolish enough to venture within her range. Except spiders. She still has her phobia of them. Lucky spiders. The dragonflies have been the favorite catches and in our summer school stuff we were able to look them up and find out about their life cycle and what they eat etc. She now wants to be an entomologist. Special thanks to SIL for imparting decorating skills.
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<br />Success!! She likes it :)
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<br />More fond gazing at her Carebear. I love this girl. And while I think everything she does is funny, I think she is really a lot like me. I seem to remember having mason jars full of grasshoppers and one entire visit to the sand dunes was comprised of my determination to catch one of those sneaky, fast lizards. Who cares about riding 4 wheelers when there are lizards? She is definitely out of the same mold. She is very sweet and sassy at the same time. She is a good, and bossy big sister and can have such compassion. Look at that smile. So cute. Especially in her silkie pajamas that she delights in. Thanks Nancy via a cute cousin:)
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<br />We were also able to celebrate a few days earlier with our cousins from California and went to Kangaroo zoo. It was really fun and we love them. I didn't get any pictures there, but will post some pictures from their visit soon. Happy birthday Babs. We love you.
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<br />Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-86098694848187215102011-08-02T13:04:00.000-07:002011-08-02T14:09:50.071-07:00BekickificationSo I am just having a little remembery of one day while as a missionary just having a baaaaaaad day. They have them, you know, missionaries-even though it can be one of the most spiritual times of life.<br /><br />Anyway. We were walking home, I think someone had not shown up for an appointment-which is often as-per-usual, but we were taking it kind of hard for whatever reason. We were walking and came to a field and decided to just take a break and recover emotions before continuing on. Sister Butler stopped and looked around and then just kicked the head off this dandelion as hard as she could. It flew across the field at a ridiculous rate. Her face registered shock at how very far and long it flew.<br /><br />I couldn't help it. I busted up laughing. My emotions go like that a lot. Extreme sad can change to incoherent laughter at a moments notice. Nervousness and my emotion about a lesson translates into complete blubbering idiot when I give it. It's just how I am.<br /><br />We started running around decapitating every dandelion we could find. And it felt good. It was pretty rural, I hope we weren't seen. And maybe you didn't know this, but dandelions have a very satisfying stem that pops off with just the right tension and sound to bring joy to a very bummed out couple of girls. They have to be pretty tall though. We giggled and cavorted for quite a few minutes and christened our new release as "bekickification".<br /><br />I'd like to bekickify the crappity crap out of life sometimes and am quite annoyed with myself that I have weed and feeded my lawn. So I have remedied my bad day today with a view of this little beauty:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh0DNszVvWkUv_UpGzO5Z6LOsLyLzqybnu3KF4_2TnwIyIVcom5sbljGHBtYpvPWPDsxpbpnvjorhSsQMo9xNoFlOHcs1fQ-QwOENDAPDkR_XMC-9DB45rDodmmen-i3HoDrDM7hGADV0H/s1600/Jul+11+103.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh0DNszVvWkUv_UpGzO5Z6LOsLyLzqybnu3KF4_2TnwIyIVcom5sbljGHBtYpvPWPDsxpbpnvjorhSsQMo9xNoFlOHcs1fQ-QwOENDAPDkR_XMC-9DB45rDodmmen-i3HoDrDM7hGADV0H/s400/Jul+11+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636366149097405538" border="0" /></a><br />Thanks little Babs and chicken-creatures for a smile on my face. And of course my other children. I just haven't been able to capture them in a picture in their cute/funny stuff lately. <br />Chickens are seriously funny-unless you have a phobia. Sorry phobia friends. Love you anyway. Just so glad for the little things that buoy us up :)Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-38290306144901088832011-06-20T13:14:00.000-07:002011-06-20T14:10:15.297-07:00I have access to dad's phone pics, therefore inundation alert!!!<div style="text-align: center;">Rub-a-dub-dub three cute girls in a tub...I know, I know. Cheesy mom, but coot kids.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSzQ_R50d7UcOXv7y3zm7IELTLh1ouQZ7fRE_VEHIK-VSmCLSq1RsmJ9mHRJqKMCpPSyDkRK5ziVnutHCpll620IYP2XoSq76w30cSFdYFQReZY33Sg-y03d6jDkAWritSoCc4DcERewh1/s1600/Photo0099.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSzQ_R50d7UcOXv7y3zm7IELTLh1ouQZ7fRE_VEHIK-VSmCLSq1RsmJ9mHRJqKMCpPSyDkRK5ziVnutHCpll620IYP2XoSq76w30cSFdYFQReZY33Sg-y03d6jDkAWritSoCc4DcERewh1/s400/Photo0099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620405210592660258" border="0" /></a>Yes, I am posting Halloween pics in June. What of it???<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih6uvM5tdJCzOrSa3XSca9OIzOoanAmi3cB5qBReYnZI_Xh-FmY0L74eH5TrB13zxZIQGvf_JJXRIUOwq3MZu3dts2uDgarP5D6JtqahHZv-lIzDcuNIZCnXgw89DuHp5U4JeWPjpOt_8h/s1600/Photo0110.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih6uvM5tdJCzOrSa3XSca9OIzOoanAmi3cB5qBReYnZI_Xh-FmY0L74eH5TrB13zxZIQGvf_JJXRIUOwq3MZu3dts2uDgarP5D6JtqahHZv-lIzDcuNIZCnXgw89DuHp5U4JeWPjpOt_8h/s400/Photo0110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620405196679314530" border="0" /></a>Blurry, but you get the idea. Our new favorite "activity" for family night. <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Imo6mSDG3uwtftpMkDjtyIA7zQ74JGOkkXzqdtAgwEQNpP3PpxvZx2c1hkofPwJ93mrvadiz3ABv0z4Rh5AzFUaawkxMHoVBPPjTcbBYqs80_WkzqhPv-ZujStQ2bMTCQGFn3myBa11o/s1600/Photo0114.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Imo6mSDG3uwtftpMkDjtyIA7zQ74JGOkkXzqdtAgwEQNpP3PpxvZx2c1hkofPwJ93mrvadiz3ABv0z4Rh5AzFUaawkxMHoVBPPjTcbBYqs80_WkzqhPv-ZujStQ2bMTCQGFn3myBa11o/s400/Photo0114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620405183941673618" border="0" /></a><br />Running around with cattails from the local swamp. <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMxK1i40HSe8fnFY7jTn0-qX6JAEXh2nNai7CrxtYIdnR0jilHVdhs0Ucp9itTbZRUEm4Jvy4FHEYgy5SlwuWx7HKYfy1bhv6zNzUprNWbdH_3G0Hz2VTH3w2XNnNYUaYvqAeUYBv7qD7x/s1600/Photo0120.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMxK1i40HSe8fnFY7jTn0-qX6JAEXh2nNai7CrxtYIdnR0jilHVdhs0Ucp9itTbZRUEm4Jvy4FHEYgy5SlwuWx7HKYfy1bhv6zNzUprNWbdH_3G0Hz2VTH3w2XNnNYUaYvqAeUYBv7qD7x/s400/Photo0120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620405172522154386" border="0" /></a><br />They love to play in this tree. Don't ask me why. It is infested with ants.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRzLzhAX3heEbw0ZcvlcZVrtvGficHahq4hVHnoFq1TuWVSMwJ20Vp95yBLu8Zv-SfoJmgIbJNObazpBhPBXJmBl964aOuMEbcZ56e6CfLd1PGebRBCguMbRWqUmucveG7a9pARMH3M35A/s1600/Photo0124.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRzLzhAX3heEbw0ZcvlcZVrtvGficHahq4hVHnoFq1TuWVSMwJ20Vp95yBLu8Zv-SfoJmgIbJNObazpBhPBXJmBl964aOuMEbcZ56e6CfLd1PGebRBCguMbRWqUmucveG7a9pARMH3M35A/s400/Photo0124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620404070106945378" border="0" /></a><br />Train fun at Union station. P.S. these railings don't really fit children. I almost had a hernia.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVzCpecMfUEKwKzN5SkZVWM1eFWTIB0r9ps40rJIaeR9Tp9jTIeO5LbPPiGwbUJc8e-p2_ITIuzd-OVFvpR6ktZzzTMqp9mfW3IH-OPuZoUJ9hjXSIAehAzYoMT3Q99Ad2tz0WOfmCCTzg/s1600/Photo0125.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVzCpecMfUEKwKzN5SkZVWM1eFWTIB0r9ps40rJIaeR9Tp9jTIeO5LbPPiGwbUJc8e-p2_ITIuzd-OVFvpR6ktZzzTMqp9mfW3IH-OPuZoUJ9hjXSIAehAzYoMT3Q99Ad2tz0WOfmCCTzg/s400/Photo0125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620404066805302322" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUYhj4WQbH38QfcxsjJmVblkEPGFgErMwvVvoNHQLz_Iubg9Uk0MSFZqJZUsW1scIU2Wbdi2IVD0tV229BRcwcMYJ2B6qJ0huHar6Bfkw5pY_Tx67WDa7NV6hwupLSccuRrA4eTS0NwvOh/s1600/Photo0126.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUYhj4WQbH38QfcxsjJmVblkEPGFgErMwvVvoNHQLz_Iubg9Uk0MSFZqJZUsW1scIU2Wbdi2IVD0tV229BRcwcMYJ2B6qJ0huHar6Bfkw5pY_Tx67WDa7NV6hwupLSccuRrA4eTS0NwvOh/s400/Photo0126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620404063991139106" border="0" /></a><br />The guhluls (Goosie talk) wanted a picture on the pink one.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYNU2_afrBl0P5emqSL7J4arOHsuop9bO0ONznhLC_xIsN5ooEX3K3K-kylX-V_z5VqL80v-1OtGZrlfAqNhhJI6C1_8Z9n9Z7JakM-Szn5ImabwloOFdQTzJq1sYdufO2gH7Td_AdlYdh/s1600/Photo0128.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYNU2_afrBl0P5emqSL7J4arOHsuop9bO0ONznhLC_xIsN5ooEX3K3K-kylX-V_z5VqL80v-1OtGZrlfAqNhhJI6C1_8Z9n9Z7JakM-Szn5ImabwloOFdQTzJq1sYdufO2gH7Td_AdlYdh/s400/Photo0128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620404054307927730" border="0" /></a><br />One of many visits to the zoo.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm7nWA7CMx5sVSonUbUmDxyNiaX9GQ0SEr9SsjATJu_hn19m3nVQ2NIa4x4WBK6PI3XaMvZOEFfcWRJtWiwX2wrO-wAJtLNdDB4HOfl-mFCYGqZyuD5SkRueGzw_1COHUTxnHmxR8U-JhG/s1600/Photo0024.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm7nWA7CMx5sVSonUbUmDxyNiaX9GQ0SEr9SsjATJu_hn19m3nVQ2NIa4x4WBK6PI3XaMvZOEFfcWRJtWiwX2wrO-wAJtLNdDB4HOfl-mFCYGqZyuD5SkRueGzw_1COHUTxnHmxR8U-JhG/s400/Photo0024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620404044040481218" border="0" /></a><br />For our anniversary which is also the anniversary of the children being sealed to us, we purchased season passes to Lagoon. Fitting, since that is one place we went on our honeymoon, and it would be nearly impossible to do anything sans kids. Don'tcha think?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Claus looks pleased, but I think Bryguy is psyching himself up.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVCup6GoQbz4jbW2C_wjp3TjKcxStbwdDYuwdrfUVogE-41uOPt1Qey2CC_LtZqihOfnvPfOt2EtvMEndRnrCx1frlJV-XFQYMPCqBbX160IfDEgxNYD6w22OyDwRbGKy8BITivV-0yaMN/s1600/June7+004.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVCup6GoQbz4jbW2C_wjp3TjKcxStbwdDYuwdrfUVogE-41uOPt1Qey2CC_LtZqihOfnvPfOt2EtvMEndRnrCx1frlJV-XFQYMPCqBbX160IfDEgxNYD6w22OyDwRbGKy8BITivV-0yaMN/s400/June7+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620401990674122322" border="0" /></a><br />Soooo happy (and tired) that you get the rare head loll half asleep smile.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLx61XdE-Ybey4N-OUUaTGv1vID-1gX8pcM6F0lKcvJp1p86nEogK3SEQbJ5Ay1PdUv8fOWFDL7uCqBdl4mQdGD3F0FcasC7ytSEvr_E1oKXATwevUvlNzv1zAJNEj8JjsoI8be3cm_9MN/s1600/June7+018.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLx61XdE-Ybey4N-OUUaTGv1vID-1gX8pcM6F0lKcvJp1p86nEogK3SEQbJ5Ay1PdUv8fOWFDL7uCqBdl4mQdGD3F0FcasC7ytSEvr_E1oKXATwevUvlNzv1zAJNEj8JjsoI8be3cm_9MN/s400/June7+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620400341869882818" border="0" /></a><br />They would take turns condescending to have Goosie along. It seemed to be the cool thing to go by themselves. Of course Babs is trying to figure everything out.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYRKz6A4VJXGrcYP-ZZURYcB-0t20DEAJrK_UpJ4ouOVDnHXAWU17DyBDmN2BU341Ck1d4vgZEYQsVyVxm-OnCeHYmbw1JYp4sf_m1TIAQRaeewv7w2XgSKaS5yKXfXJPIdz8SuPew_kem/s1600/June7+010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYRKz6A4VJXGrcYP-ZZURYcB-0t20DEAJrK_UpJ4ouOVDnHXAWU17DyBDmN2BU341Ck1d4vgZEYQsVyVxm-OnCeHYmbw1JYp4sf_m1TIAQRaeewv7w2XgSKaS5yKXfXJPIdz8SuPew_kem/s400/June7+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620400338308816098" border="0" /></a><br />These two are buds. It makes me happy.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvOVpYjyDNtHj_15-gWnhi6QoL8mD2_fWmC5eRFV0PUZlc7Bv9VAQL_qwcq2BT_GPMzxtXL9atnAA8JhBh7uAyFDryxncAlNvhO93xS3TXX8xX4kVFSlu_K4HvYqc6Qhe7CPR2EUzi6WOr/s1600/June7+017.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvOVpYjyDNtHj_15-gWnhi6QoL8mD2_fWmC5eRFV0PUZlc7Bv9VAQL_qwcq2BT_GPMzxtXL9atnAA8JhBh7uAyFDryxncAlNvhO93xS3TXX8xX4kVFSlu_K4HvYqc6Qhe7CPR2EUzi6WOr/s400/June7+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620400330173331746" border="0" /></a><br />Bitty is a daredevil. I think she looks way to little for that seat!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKKCYU47MOBu-BrPg0ICKF0NLimaFa3KH-M5phVl0eU7YhOm0FYmMYVjCoPE5MXbNt3MGIw3p8Ez9NyvZflfYMjUPrEhDol18aI1OuKgnK_94HFICLCL35K30Bd0XjzNHH8U7V9TQS77Fv/s1600/June7+005.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKKCYU47MOBu-BrPg0ICKF0NLimaFa3KH-M5phVl0eU7YhOm0FYmMYVjCoPE5MXbNt3MGIw3p8Ez9NyvZflfYMjUPrEhDol18aI1OuKgnK_94HFICLCL35K30Bd0XjzNHH8U7V9TQS77Fv/s400/June7+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620400322313575330" border="0" /></a><br />We are quite the spectacle. Lots of staring involved. This is Bryguy's "I'm tired, but I'm trying to keep it together-face" Have you heard about that other blog about children too big for their strollers?? Yeah. I think this picture would qualify.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwLhyJdtWMUbopjkN75lSQghlopKpTgvEDSu0gQtmP5ToCdENyjiPh_6cQ1iH6MVKajgcK_-OBt-deGBnjwOxNbk5hdyGxm3_YcpsmRcvFpHxsANME-RqUoacVWKIt_j9s5gZ_k7c1EJbK/s1600/June7+022.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwLhyJdtWMUbopjkN75lSQghlopKpTgvEDSu0gQtmP5ToCdENyjiPh_6cQ1iH6MVKajgcK_-OBt-deGBnjwOxNbk5hdyGxm3_YcpsmRcvFpHxsANME-RqUoacVWKIt_j9s5gZ_k7c1EJbK/s400/June7+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620400315337688802" border="0" /></a><br />Not Halloween. Just when summer wouldn't come and we were inside on a rainy day. Babs is continuing her hoarding. She wouldn't let me yardsale this costume that fits a two year old 'cause "See mom! I still fit!"<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBVfjlMqpfT00kWovjLZf6Cq0K_-UihJDqlXIrFFWpOLHwGG2TDB-dUunQF2dWZHU9-PGYbfhmSO4sWwZE_HcIb3pCQAS4YZrRYDMe_tLlSCBEf78Tk2_63NKabn4CDTFx2MdRyEgDzl_O/s1600/June7+030.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBVfjlMqpfT00kWovjLZf6Cq0K_-UihJDqlXIrFFWpOLHwGG2TDB-dUunQF2dWZHU9-PGYbfhmSO4sWwZE_HcIb3pCQAS4YZrRYDMe_tLlSCBEf78Tk2_63NKabn4CDTFx2MdRyEgDzl_O/s400/June7+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620398953161322738" border="0" /></a><br />Claus is almost always this cheerful. What a cute guy. <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhacSPTqUjz-HfShkkRSjzF99vyTUsGZCJx45aLVDHBxybgQsQQ_-i2Q3xDeCaSfrh3I0_LjDJxuTECZl7h93ThgiBerERowY6HIOruRHDLcfc_aG6WXibEvbNDjRDAnlSOV_z0AqsZqtfI/s1600/June7+032.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhacSPTqUjz-HfShkkRSjzF99vyTUsGZCJx45aLVDHBxybgQsQQ_-i2Q3xDeCaSfrh3I0_LjDJxuTECZl7h93ThgiBerERowY6HIOruRHDLcfc_aG6WXibEvbNDjRDAnlSOV_z0AqsZqtfI/s400/June7+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620398942640481442" border="0" /></a><br />Thinks he is soooo funny. And he is.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF_UNRLSVcQM4AQ_uwldbfwl4uK6HMDVhUGrxDtUcDBJSn75EdZ3ljPTXYIjZLQ-mx_vR0YFSeQb6JPcCWjhuuAIukwPjFo0shOFdRRbMquP4ELNKTkvVNltq0T41DiIBma2ouYoIT-HdS/s1600/June7+035.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF_UNRLSVcQM4AQ_uwldbfwl4uK6HMDVhUGrxDtUcDBJSn75EdZ3ljPTXYIjZLQ-mx_vR0YFSeQb6JPcCWjhuuAIukwPjFo0shOFdRRbMquP4ELNKTkvVNltq0T41DiIBma2ouYoIT-HdS/s400/June7+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620398940131942034" border="0" /></a><br />A roly poly pink lacy angel...in a car.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijArUc9fTrN_eJ-XVgu7CirTnXud8axpGsnmJS4Gj0HFKw4uaP9l_GyncttvyS-AjEtTBu0UEjMgLw2mFbcwnARWuIdobt9QsWf1BCPpYo5PMffDnfrjFfpIrHBirABtX9J6eYP5uWDrpq/s1600/June7+029.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijArUc9fTrN_eJ-XVgu7CirTnXud8axpGsnmJS4Gj0HFKw4uaP9l_GyncttvyS-AjEtTBu0UEjMgLw2mFbcwnARWuIdobt9QsWf1BCPpYo5PMffDnfrjFfpIrHBirABtX9J6eYP5uWDrpq/s400/June7+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620398933638952498" border="0" /></a><br />For such a daredevil, she quickly puts on her frilly side. I love her smile.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2wW1oJdDYVURa2yvjeCW8pcLNA8ALb1TFVxEvNzmwZZGvjIhSX3TfQ7nqYcJ-r2Ea1NMt3jQ83jm83w-n1gOJi0JGUGswFQKhE8B9aMRW67MmA0fHzdO1__gfYzcaYPZEWk4AHw4ukueo/s1600/June7+028.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2wW1oJdDYVURa2yvjeCW8pcLNA8ALb1TFVxEvNzmwZZGvjIhSX3TfQ7nqYcJ-r2Ea1NMt3jQ83jm83w-n1gOJi0JGUGswFQKhE8B9aMRW67MmA0fHzdO1__gfYzcaYPZEWk4AHw4ukueo/s400/June7+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620398927424465458" border="0" /></a><br />That's all for now. You have endured well if you made it to the end of this.<br /></div>Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-69132977249030507452011-06-17T14:11:00.000-07:002011-06-17T14:32:05.277-07:00splashpaddinit<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKEq7uP2AolDePzfHn5bvaU5zYhrY5lTNzv3g-yXx3T6q0t6HMaM-itEdnrNoc1K91dn8-po4rCpFbBdXwF4exx6_cy2Z_nxpEqrqRgY7Ea_lW59kmmxrA2oKd_VWcQOL3yPF6HbBSKtxg/s1600/June7+049.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKEq7uP2AolDePzfHn5bvaU5zYhrY5lTNzv3g-yXx3T6q0t6HMaM-itEdnrNoc1K91dn8-po4rCpFbBdXwF4exx6_cy2Z_nxpEqrqRgY7Ea_lW59kmmxrA2oKd_VWcQOL3yPF6HbBSKtxg/s400/June7+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619303182314998882" border="0" /></a><br /></div>No, he wasn't clobbered in the face, this is the result of a nasty mosquito-who prevailed despite layers of spray. You just don't think of spraying kids in the eye. Silly me. I don't know how to protect those eyelids/brows without blinding the poor boy. Let me know any ideas....????<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgTUIJnLWLJnBnjE0Itb-ENxQTHSy-XyAbvZcbB8MP20OGCUSiPqYbT3HQFOnVvHLwQ4bP9HQ0MZOqNb3rqyWtu92oS6FTHon7o4mjvz5QCxxzdnXabnhZ3fPyjU2IV8KUOsmVCDUAK9Ke/s1600/June7+067.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgTUIJnLWLJnBnjE0Itb-ENxQTHSy-XyAbvZcbB8MP20OGCUSiPqYbT3HQFOnVvHLwQ4bP9HQ0MZOqNb3rqyWtu92oS6FTHon7o4mjvz5QCxxzdnXabnhZ3fPyjU2IV8KUOsmVCDUAK9Ke/s400/June7+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619301888322249362" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi44IzCs3aKlPQTXwWOx3aE3wxo_Y-cjF5oddxdNWX3be1IQPR2b3Ygl9k3mpJi4BVr5cV6eLE4KASA6PCwldKwy7i2Cy6CnxIZy9HLaJRr8H5v-PvkHh8k52Kkqyb0WOFbzpE-4N_7hYZO/s1600/June7+053.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi44IzCs3aKlPQTXwWOx3aE3wxo_Y-cjF5oddxdNWX3be1IQPR2b3Ygl9k3mpJi4BVr5cV6eLE4KASA6PCwldKwy7i2Cy6CnxIZy9HLaJRr8H5v-PvkHh8k52Kkqyb0WOFbzpE-4N_7hYZO/s400/June7+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619301884102314114" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsFtLDxefiN8BKNzcEDQewSE0ReWaCnXubjKxrBNapkRhFuGiS_iPX3zjXWr62WGucXVoBHvHeH4N6QdKjhuve5JeCavuNJwsh8oeMIaGO-14BLsJLXwvbjAIpIVNsqDz6-r88mDicCm7g/s1600/June7+071.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsFtLDxefiN8BKNzcEDQewSE0ReWaCnXubjKxrBNapkRhFuGiS_iPX3zjXWr62WGucXVoBHvHeH4N6QdKjhuve5JeCavuNJwsh8oeMIaGO-14BLsJLXwvbjAIpIVNsqDz6-r88mDicCm7g/s400/June7+071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619301873386711442" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl9sBRZH0rFQ_XTvSC1YcSZo6gnQSr2W3CLyHMNwHVHCLZS7MjvPQX_NfkmAqW58fDkTECe7n4qD5qxqRSU5R8E9DoNMdqjKbmAjdo1OTTl4-8C1zpMWSj5E_BZpDiw4XphRkSYXro8Daa/s1600/June7+054.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl9sBRZH0rFQ_XTvSC1YcSZo6gnQSr2W3CLyHMNwHVHCLZS7MjvPQX_NfkmAqW58fDkTECe7n4qD5qxqRSU5R8E9DoNMdqjKbmAjdo1OTTl4-8C1zpMWSj5E_BZpDiw4XphRkSYXro8Daa/s400/June7+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619301858524372946" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxyZ5myvJRYVMmwqICmk5DUoXQxwgvyBAa776dTtFl56MzyMpP5Aj-vgh4JwlVXus5tL0ZE1_Dnmcdb3_7OHZi2eK6KHNos6_H8Sjma-O-4YLVLSF1_7sR7rRwQj4jqdEudvSgORTc6S0P/s1600/June7+066.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxyZ5myvJRYVMmwqICmk5DUoXQxwgvyBAa776dTtFl56MzyMpP5Aj-vgh4JwlVXus5tL0ZE1_Dnmcdb3_7OHZi2eK6KHNos6_H8Sjma-O-4YLVLSF1_7sR7rRwQj4jqdEudvSgORTc6S0P/s400/June7+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619301852380804642" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKEb2uK40596u92SvhXTLnYzuy34b22cvqeKWF0B2iJy4nMu8gCOopwJUdFYdKavp9u0vYrM3VeKagGPyd2U_Ld9bPV96C_JaD52Rmkyu9KcB0Chw_qWgNc-8Rci8YHgE0tj4gltkE0CI_/s1600/June7+058.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKEb2uK40596u92SvhXTLnYzuy34b22cvqeKWF0B2iJy4nMu8gCOopwJUdFYdKavp9u0vYrM3VeKagGPyd2U_Ld9bPV96C_JaD52Rmkyu9KcB0Chw_qWgNc-8Rci8YHgE0tj4gltkE0CI_/s400/June7+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619300265854057410" border="0" /></a>Still game, despite said eye. I got several mean looks, as though I whopped him a good one.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCF_j8SD4SAGP04vgOTu5lRgrAhYcxjDV3_3B_i5IDf6ZiRyiYtQnYNWb-4tNzWlj9MC28yfTbNDz6dfc-8ZOAnDxwmbY-iHdJaL9oQbSC6IbeiawF3Jmrja95fywc9qhtEGpIXG23IgLn/s1600/June7+064.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCF_j8SD4SAGP04vgOTu5lRgrAhYcxjDV3_3B_i5IDf6ZiRyiYtQnYNWb-4tNzWlj9MC28yfTbNDz6dfc-8ZOAnDxwmbY-iHdJaL9oQbSC6IbeiawF3Jmrja95fywc9qhtEGpIXG23IgLn/s400/June7+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619300252996719122" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX5mUYu3jSmSppTePJG7gsnSEjAd-vkQJEvWE0b2hWmCRPswRq8ADFXAAyTR4BjagPZC5BAf_3pXzFyKXQ049KD_2X6fRtaucEamAfHIWyckp5KEU9AS6z1ngrjQKRe2iNJhXA49crGTMf/s1600/June7+074.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX5mUYu3jSmSppTePJG7gsnSEjAd-vkQJEvWE0b2hWmCRPswRq8ADFXAAyTR4BjagPZC5BAf_3pXzFyKXQ049KD_2X6fRtaucEamAfHIWyckp5KEU9AS6z1ngrjQKRe2iNJhXA49crGTMf/s400/June7+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619300242392694674" border="0" /></a>This boy can't keep his finger out of his tooth hole. I guess that's better than other places, but still... swim kid! Leave your gaping hole alone for half a sec :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFJgXGe2g2tbHB0j0DdP-eX0ogJEBsda-AFSriT3-NT1ZQ67W7kcK-xJrZWj0zv3hYDgifA_ns8pAvjt6k0gKjwRucPtAfEAiLIZfUHgPmpAW2RzcJIW0uKB4NyfywyQum1C4yH-FpMl7p/s1600/June7+069.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFJgXGe2g2tbHB0j0DdP-eX0ogJEBsda-AFSriT3-NT1ZQ67W7kcK-xJrZWj0zv3hYDgifA_ns8pAvjt6k0gKjwRucPtAfEAiLIZfUHgPmpAW2RzcJIW0uKB4NyfywyQum1C4yH-FpMl7p/s400/June7+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619300235903234018" border="0" /></a><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span>Pretending to be a seal. Very flattering. <br /><br />In conclusion, much fun was had by all. Thank you mother nature for the first 80 degree day in a very long time.Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-36477200833421770752011-05-23T13:27:00.001-07:002011-05-23T13:56:06.830-07:00Yickens<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlM3qNa55JAvTMmag3takoPXXPVmXCxouvGZypR61wl0vbLp88UHqNU-Fgp82MDN0ukU2eBiB3cfoeyLPPRD2k0vaXSJCiOSEgF3u-4LmrRcCwqJuoQWYTTRZKItj_ZV517j3OsdTk1cAO/s1600/Apr11+123.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlM3qNa55JAvTMmag3takoPXXPVmXCxouvGZypR61wl0vbLp88UHqNU-Fgp82MDN0ukU2eBiB3cfoeyLPPRD2k0vaXSJCiOSEgF3u-4LmrRcCwqJuoQWYTTRZKItj_ZV517j3OsdTk1cAO/s1600/Apr11+123.jpg"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"></span></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">I have had so many people asking about why in the world we would raise chickens. So I will tell you. M'deary has an aversion to inside pets. This was our compromise. The little chicks had to be inside a little over two months, but now they can be out in their shed. This breed of chicken does well in cold and heat, but I'm a softie and put out a heat lamp for them. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Chickens as pets? Yes. I fondly remember my little bantam hen that would ride around on the handle bars of my bike and follow me like a puppy when I was little. These were raised from chicks and come running to us whenever we go outside and mope around their coop when we are in. They are very social and like to be near the kids.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">People. Why wouldn't you want an inexpensive pet that would magically transform ants, earwigs, slugs, etc into yummy eggs? Because they can free range and clean up your yard at the same time, feeding them is very inexpensive.<br /><br /> Messy you say? Well then you have too many in a small yard. We have yet to smell anything or even step on anything. Mine are usually free roaming and it just absorbs into the grass and garden as fertilizer. The stinking cottonwood tree with its resin sticky pods is far worse. Can't avoid those.</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">If you only have hens, as we do, they are quiet! No awful barking/howling all night.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">We have been told that there are rats in our area and cleaned dead ones out of our shed before we moved in. Chickens will attack them and chase them out or kill them.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">They are also super-low maintenance. Fill up the water and food every few days and clean the coop straw 1-2 times a year using the deep litter method. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Inside the coop we put straw and this composts into lovely stuff for the garden. If you do it right, this doesn't smell, either and the litter is wonderful for gardens.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Besides all this, I think they are hilarious and make the funniest little growling/peeping/honking sounds. And like all favored animals in my world, they have their own endearment name of "yickens." I also like gucks-ducks, woos-birds, sinas-cats, and grogs-dogs. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj75SKoAeTwOWdaqv_02flrmd9_qrZuqCAgeSFDsQc98CoU1sjeWu9A9HNNFYfs3SYoYciGGh_fA-0eEBexnoOn5P4BzEtRDHMoPhjsayzzRijlkiO0vq_8kv7zNIVCVElVg45Dw8jDnpd7/s1600/Apr11+129.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj75SKoAeTwOWdaqv_02flrmd9_qrZuqCAgeSFDsQc98CoU1sjeWu9A9HNNFYfs3SYoYciGGh_fA-0eEBexnoOn5P4BzEtRDHMoPhjsayzzRijlkiO0vq_8kv7zNIVCVElVg45Dw8jDnpd7/s400/Apr11+129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610011554999004306" border="0" /></a>Attacking some ants on our patio the day after we dropped some food out there. Seriously gobbled a whole ant colony in a matter of minutes. I was so pleased. They come every time I call them. I wish children were this obedient :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix0FaA8Sul_YfDZTzCVaWkvJunyMcKysnVwB2P3siBVdgle_1NY_VhyBAVdnVhz9ou39Yd1oxYys0bjKBLPusDkyQ-NVtRLRspJ-Sxe9Lru-z9XTGu6enLpCKhVSO_aMCsFROwa2MY7I_c/s1600/Apr11+127.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix0FaA8Sul_YfDZTzCVaWkvJunyMcKysnVwB2P3siBVdgle_1NY_VhyBAVdnVhz9ou39Yd1oxYys0bjKBLPusDkyQ-NVtRLRspJ-Sxe9Lru-z9XTGu6enLpCKhVSO_aMCsFROwa2MY7I_c/s400/Apr11+127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610011542722517682" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-71526204952415874912011-04-03T19:32:00.000-07:002011-04-03T20:08:17.408-07:00Stepmother > "Girls! Girls! Above all: self control." >in sickly sweet cultured voice<br /><br />>enter Cinderella, interrupting music lesson<br /><br />>sound of stepmother crashing down her fingers on piano in loss of self control, yells "Yes!?" in impatient tone<br /><br /><br />I so often feel like I should tell my children to do as I say, not as I do. Some days ya just try, try again :)Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-29456992876317745202011-03-19T14:32:00.000-07:002011-03-19T14:41:06.457-07:00:)M'deary has been a dear. I don't remember the last time I slept in and when I rolled out of bed he announced that he was taking the kids to the zoo. I didn't even press him to take a camera. I was so grateful.<br /><br />Just wanted to record here what set me laughing for a few minutes. I was showering Bryguy and was rubbing in shampoo. He looked lost in thought and I asked him what he was thinking about. He responded "I really wish I had hair all over my back, mom"<br /><br />"Oh. Why?" I asked.<br /><br />"It would be really cool" becoming aware that I can't control my smile at the thought of him filled with glee over a hairy back.<br /><br />He wouldn't tell me any more and I felt bad for laughing, but I just couldn't help it. They think the funniest things. I probably would've heard an earful if I could control myself, dang-it.Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-33339834952507344632011-03-19T10:55:00.000-07:002011-03-19T12:26:07.073-07:00St. Paddy's Day, Bryguy's Bday and Chickies-in no particular order<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgov9ycZzmmVOklO7K7Dko-msgs6Deggkbwzjh90TdLrZMlKH2phrJRx1ukM2UZpTBmiWOneJ1mU5ggaJjUW1MxUWC5QeYb1GUx5L-NC4K8PP1H3JGGMcOMdQAAhAq8n3lgLJ1KX0Im3dYm/s1600/Mar11+015.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijsongZ2Xg7RrgGpf7D2_4aCnMTy-W1jXyh0a8XXlCiEUhp81NkVCqU_QsHkCZAm1X0WX-QWgyp3LkrwsF6PFlHqPUu2IjGRrAbfXNTJcvpR16hFDtjLq42niNNAAYAXLvIJxdm_lFDMn0/s1600/Mar11+008.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7bGBXfbg9yh1SPYBt71i5PsrFoS3tcPK3CtHCeansGz1Kos-2djFwyKvE6XdekTQnqcHgwvyZL16EbyPJAELndQLNSm9GscnpfVXXp0RrUjJ28UhVba2Lo7KYKuZwFlQ4FS3ZoMyeVLUT/s400/Mar11+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585851975744387714" border="0" /></a>Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-71269841902910637112011-03-18T13:27:00.000-07:002011-03-18T14:06:36.323-07:00Repurposing and stuffSometimes when I get too bored or tired with a situation, I get silly. We have been neverendingly sick as previously posted. I am done with that. <br /><br />M'deary came dragging out of bed one day and I have been noticing his raggedy shirt that he won't get rid of because it's "soft". He even wears it inside out lest a seam should rough him up. He has been wearing this same sleeping shirt raggedy for a year or two and it had gaping holes. He was a bit grouchy when I ripped a piece off and put it on his head. What? I just explained the situation with sick. I needed a release and he kindly took it. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidKDu8P_hdqJfH1J0ze42UvjAsHWFEnUlWXPio4r39k8cDgaKiHkJ04DSHH8nngqlS8t53nUpUZAHea7VyCV7ryj-RFpKQmt9SZE73xtWRiUU5Cp4W_oY9S8EcWdUD1jiMNXLUNZd-Pb_c/s1600/Feb11+097.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidKDu8P_hdqJfH1J0ze42UvjAsHWFEnUlWXPio4r39k8cDgaKiHkJ04DSHH8nngqlS8t53nUpUZAHea7VyCV7ryj-RFpKQmt9SZE73xtWRiUU5Cp4W_oY9S8EcWdUD1jiMNXLUNZd-Pb_c/s400/Feb11+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585523131550982610" border="0" /></a>He is a good man to find the humor and I promised him a brand new "soft" shirt that would actually be a shirt and not a wearable rag pile. (see he had to cut the cuffs off too because they were all frayed and stringy)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhixuYgUe4YR3q06XPnNCD9LEUtFOb5X8eO_5CV3ULu_KK_bjFlVfg4tIqNj8U2asMTMu_aO_325jaWDV0jkiz31eLAYNsmdLcAjpieZazYcO3wogJNhSiF55jihkUfcYpPDvMtVZytJ6LA/s1600/Feb11+098.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhixuYgUe4YR3q06XPnNCD9LEUtFOb5X8eO_5CV3ULu_KK_bjFlVfg4tIqNj8U2asMTMu_aO_325jaWDV0jkiz31eLAYNsmdLcAjpieZazYcO3wogJNhSiF55jihkUfcYpPDvMtVZytJ6LA/s400/Feb11+098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585523126478617026" border="0" /></a>Don't worry, though. Babs with her hoarding tendencies has repurposed the beloved shirt and turned it into a cape which looks marvelous with her vampire teeth.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNTEo-a4YIIWNhJTVrqc_Re8n6E6-2e7Y_3mrYRrxhnBwHUUi4fOMYGLibu1fBD17lFcISb_BtckSMKCNGB7a_e7zu1FQhsWl5sKt0qw-gQQv5OGfWsPf6I3WHy76LErA0vbQICgQ9P2kK/s1600/Feb11+100.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNTEo-a4YIIWNhJTVrqc_Re8n6E6-2e7Y_3mrYRrxhnBwHUUi4fOMYGLibu1fBD17lFcISb_BtckSMKCNGB7a_e7zu1FQhsWl5sKt0qw-gQQv5OGfWsPf6I3WHy76LErA0vbQICgQ9P2kK/s400/Feb11+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585523116106444258" border="0" /></a>"N stuff: The boys needed haircuts in the worst way but ol' waste not want not dictates that I buzz them instead of shelling out cash for haircuts. I only know how to buzz, not cut-unfortunately. But we did have fun mohawking for a minute.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3t_HatQF2cJoH2sJ_fhBBO1IUjlS-GScT-22EDvBFQtEbVS0fI1ylUjsptvo6_nAyJNarfLi9eGCEns4IkEgK57h4lPNHDbb3xzDRg5mQIy8P09rrSqr45ViLI1SaAGTlC90Wm8knUUzJ/s1600/Feb11+128.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3t_HatQF2cJoH2sJ_fhBBO1IUjlS-GScT-22EDvBFQtEbVS0fI1ylUjsptvo6_nAyJNarfLi9eGCEns4IkEgK57h4lPNHDbb3xzDRg5mQIy8P09rrSqr45ViLI1SaAGTlC90Wm8knUUzJ/s400/Feb11+128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585523112819710674" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZBe3ZrtFwin-DdcRHwqs5meyQSlmQ24TDasbP8R1-YruDYYOR4eYCaH2oXZX66stxxi_LztuiPQYcKvIcaWz_8WPWYn8spOxnczQ2DIAytr1uwkyszzYRYSVD2Zx12pICQ6CwiYwCc6QR/s1600/Feb11+130.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZBe3ZrtFwin-DdcRHwqs5meyQSlmQ24TDasbP8R1-YruDYYOR4eYCaH2oXZX66stxxi_LztuiPQYcKvIcaWz_8WPWYn8spOxnczQ2DIAytr1uwkyszzYRYSVD2Zx12pICQ6CwiYwCc6QR/s400/Feb11+130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585523108255660914" border="0" /></a>More stuff: Even though we were still recovering, a very nice hint-of-spring-around-the-corner day came and we dragged our snotty noses outside. Because we had to. There is only so much indoors that a person can handle. Bryguy in his new coat.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipXwSDmyxjPaLbqk09iX8ss5A7lYwBQ8MjZi51P8xF22X3ClDbXIDdEcCIwBGQoaz7uwFt81_gu9YEPIcHqfb-yALBb2AVh4W-_R_-3rimNjfPgABSu8015dTdTzAqkYjJEaefghgYLWM3/s1600/Feb11+133.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipXwSDmyxjPaLbqk09iX8ss5A7lYwBQ8MjZi51P8xF22X3ClDbXIDdEcCIwBGQoaz7uwFt81_gu9YEPIcHqfb-yALBb2AVh4W-_R_-3rimNjfPgABSu8015dTdTzAqkYjJEaefghgYLWM3/s400/Feb11+133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585521484843110274" border="0" /></a> We then discovered in our what we thought was dormant garden a TREASURE!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGek8ehS7xVrHVa0D9kQipwZQMg7lZeUoFBKyyEEAiSPmR4gLkZbqG7o4SriSaBNv90F-muPHhwQRfbK6LHJuOed0CR2qfrV2s2FCuHhe9JFBWom0gC0uW5xkCny4guXru8b59Ns3P5vcj/s1600/Feb11+159.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGek8ehS7xVrHVa0D9kQipwZQMg7lZeUoFBKyyEEAiSPmR4gLkZbqG7o4SriSaBNv90F-muPHhwQRfbK6LHJuOed0CR2qfrV2s2FCuHhe9JFBWom0gC0uW5xkCny4guXru8b59Ns3P5vcj/s400/Feb11+159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585520160576565890" border="0" /></a>For much of the afternoon we harvested carrots from last years garden. I thought they would be frozen and thawed mushy, but who knew? Sometimes they can grow in the winter which will change my strategy for planting this spring. <br /><br />At first, Babs did NOT want her picture taken....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgVL6PakZViC_340SlG33NKR-jDnuhTuEjSahVAYar5lzS91_VuWyMj0kybrgUDJy5GzrX6JgO4NuAmmnTqMYDX7dUE7HfroN_0MNPHxxw5jGRLWOM0q4EjIcIZpM9vKrnj7oBeCzT8O55/s1600/Feb11+144.jpg"><br /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc5xB7w-AedKjMI2wfUWFSGQp73wlXiKaQQvs9BVESGwjNfHhF1zTugiHJRA-pAXVJmjNVdXfrY8CD6l9RKnBMTNo-SbG3SFE07dig5N8XrYmZRHDIOr0lB8V3wIqc7yeX9xg9YikqZe8O/s1600/Feb11+149.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc5xB7w-AedKjMI2wfUWFSGQp73wlXiKaQQvs9BVESGwjNfHhF1zTugiHJRA-pAXVJmjNVdXfrY8CD6l9RKnBMTNo-SbG3SFE07dig5N8XrYmZRHDIOr0lB8V3wIqc7yeX9xg9YikqZe8O/s400/Feb11+149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585521451345339234" border="0" /></a>But then I told her how cute she was and she quickly perked up.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjkSbAO7tmRoBAtk7LneTTghqK5dsxWQGQjmk38oLXWx58p111sX4Wu6pirkjXZef-owCOYp1A4g9I0JM1WinJps4Xm_BxplFtgKr4SD9DmBx5cf9pJSKqLALeZI6olhjTiEBzQ2EhLgl4/s1600/Feb11+150.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjkSbAO7tmRoBAtk7LneTTghqK5dsxWQGQjmk38oLXWx58p111sX4Wu6pirkjXZef-owCOYp1A4g9I0JM1WinJps4Xm_BxplFtgKr4SD9DmBx5cf9pJSKqLALeZI6olhjTiEBzQ2EhLgl4/s400/Feb11+150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585521454846889330" border="0" /></a><br />These two divas would rather watch and hold the bounty buckets.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpTbh7sVCheNd5dE8zZiL8N6z4gxgnY9vRFhcpze-VhU6sJUFxeLC2Fbvv6Dn2CaCFyPM3hNHL7-j_Uxyi6Cv7scueWSpKtdjRMjFiW_ed_tK5gynKRCh0Y2U02el5me9On-e1XmGfc7io/s1600/Feb11+151.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpTbh7sVCheNd5dE8zZiL8N6z4gxgnY9vRFhcpze-VhU6sJUFxeLC2Fbvv6Dn2CaCFyPM3hNHL7-j_Uxyi6Cv7scueWSpKtdjRMjFiW_ed_tK5gynKRCh0Y2U02el5me9On-e1XmGfc7io/s400/Feb11+151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585520187465611842" border="0" /></a>Goosie has a new prediliction for screaming. Fun, fun.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFT4HGcFlwv7dtq29Dkl-lKzbeDgon5iOgZDGSxAeIi6oLSn-jlPgajwiV58nS6Z2vK5z6jVK73vAP3Cuq6uw20YD_k99DzHcljv2yZxeUGADnNhyphenhyphenol5erhAD71JUed3xJiN3v8rAbKJss/s1600/Feb11+153.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFT4HGcFlwv7dtq29Dkl-lKzbeDgon5iOgZDGSxAeIi6oLSn-jlPgajwiV58nS6Z2vK5z6jVK73vAP3Cuq6uw20YD_k99DzHcljv2yZxeUGADnNhyphenhyphenol5erhAD71JUed3xJiN3v8rAbKJss/s400/Feb11+153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585520182128178002" border="0" /></a>Claus is cute as can be and was having a grand time.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjr1oU372_3OA1KTkS5sCqRLI0ikUCjW0I5s2PO1XIjc3_JLYj2YSuImb2SZaCGtZvtTzMItik-7PTNOezWDhgCGKpKMG1HqhJYBIAivEWKR8_sXMQGUe_lzmfoP86OZ7_MNS63_g1FvAI/s1600/Feb11+157.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjr1oU372_3OA1KTkS5sCqRLI0ikUCjW0I5s2PO1XIjc3_JLYj2YSuImb2SZaCGtZvtTzMItik-7PTNOezWDhgCGKpKMG1HqhJYBIAivEWKR8_sXMQGUe_lzmfoP86OZ7_MNS63_g1FvAI/s400/Feb11+157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585520174425714546" border="0" /></a>Just have to post another Bryguy because will so seldom cooperate with looking+smiling at the same time at the camera. I think every combination of these two I have quickly loaded onto this blog because it happens so seldom.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtGlpjhgoLBGM-1b7grHYP_dThyphenhyphenaPkSog27NXLSwnh2d0ldfA7rmVF_NAgl6FKI5AlfLiyEZkTyKNNpoP55-S4pt3NEhRR_9em8LAsL1TOxy0Om-pT3peAVETRiClrj6NztNd10RAP1WNw/s1600/Feb11+158.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtGlpjhgoLBGM-1b7grHYP_dThyphenhyphenaPkSog27NXLSwnh2d0ldfA7rmVF_NAgl6FKI5AlfLiyEZkTyKNNpoP55-S4pt3NEhRR_9em8LAsL1TOxy0Om-pT3peAVETRiClrj6NztNd10RAP1WNw/s400/Feb11+158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585520170013502018" border="0" /></a>Here's Bitty with the bounty. Yummy.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGek8ehS7xVrHVa0D9kQipwZQMg7lZeUoFBKyyEEAiSPmR4gLkZbqG7o4SriSaBNv90F-muPHhwQRfbK6LHJuOed0CR2qfrV2s2FCuHhe9JFBWom0gC0uW5xkCny4guXru8b59Ns3P5vcj/s1600/Feb11+159.jpg"><br /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgVL6PakZViC_340SlG33NKR-jDnuhTuEjSahVAYar5lzS91_VuWyMj0kybrgUDJy5GzrX6JgO4NuAmmnTqMYDX7dUE7HfroN_0MNPHxxw5jGRLWOM0q4EjIcIZpM9vKrnj7oBeCzT8O55/s1600/Feb11+144.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgVL6PakZViC_340SlG33NKR-jDnuhTuEjSahVAYar5lzS91_VuWyMj0kybrgUDJy5GzrX6JgO4NuAmmnTqMYDX7dUE7HfroN_0MNPHxxw5jGRLWOM0q4EjIcIZpM9vKrnj7oBeCzT8O55/s400/Feb11+144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585521459197536530" border="0" /></a>Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-24672417530325366972011-03-05T18:56:00.000-08:002011-03-05T19:11:08.655-08:00SickI felt really bad taking these pictures because everyone was so miserable. I felt, however, that I should document what happens all winter long at our house. They all have fevers, sore throats, nausea, and various levels of GI complaints. <br /><br />I promise they all wanted to be at the table with a popsicle-even though they look like they would rather be sleeping. That's what you get with a hubby who works med/surge in the hospital, 1st grader, kindergartner, preschooler, and nursery germs. Add to that nail biters, nose pickers, and just nervous finger-in-the-mouth habits and it all results in mucho sickness pretty much constantly. Good news?? It is all taking place at the same time this time. Fingers crossed that we won't share it around again :)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9-qu6PbPxoLFK4cePMeZz_4BpqWxFUF3EkyEsQ0OtqofpEI70yJHg8FBSOQrZ2aXuSMDmhtmwElKaCMFpF5oO27GR2tz3b5SZ8sg-gvHX0kxvYWK6ulrZYv0SrdFD4qzGM1EbC6vYaA67/s1600/Feb11+116.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9-qu6PbPxoLFK4cePMeZz_4BpqWxFUF3EkyEsQ0OtqofpEI70yJHg8FBSOQrZ2aXuSMDmhtmwElKaCMFpF5oO27GR2tz3b5SZ8sg-gvHX0kxvYWK6ulrZYv0SrdFD4qzGM1EbC6vYaA67/s400/Feb11+116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580796712706888866" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg20WfswmgFoNif2RbhxSL6QeMNiNnpnhHHQaghkTlp0_VZwdaxAsu9fpovfr7aXfbmoltiHXPiAWjLh6am8BQ2XR0s2UhY-eowB69FG2l6qlkABV__Gr6A-UWvGk7eg7ZZcFGChMmGZeYw/s1600/Feb11+120.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg20WfswmgFoNif2RbhxSL6QeMNiNnpnhHHQaghkTlp0_VZwdaxAsu9fpovfr7aXfbmoltiHXPiAWjLh6am8BQ2XR0s2UhY-eowB69FG2l6qlkABV__Gr6A-UWvGk7eg7ZZcFGChMmGZeYw/s400/Feb11+120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580796701448591378" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhObntMjAR5LLpwVAm3xfthJOgx6xCU5-QrSInFxA3mLwZhnIH2FXkZ24fgbUhquGyPAKFPGAjLA-4885FHB5C0G280_HqN-nOb1S8A0uAMG0TGd7Ixdpp8Fr2otPqrYnxSy3cmBK6IKaCH/s1600/Feb11+123.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhObntMjAR5LLpwVAm3xfthJOgx6xCU5-QrSInFxA3mLwZhnIH2FXkZ24fgbUhquGyPAKFPGAjLA-4885FHB5C0G280_HqN-nOb1S8A0uAMG0TGd7Ixdpp8Fr2otPqrYnxSy3cmBK6IKaCH/s400/Feb11+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580796704573228434" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1aQ3Ghx3geuEXLqK67cYAnZFN60-MQh796eI_KVBxdtIJLxmBk51rifGQB7zY9r6RYUO8ZSzwbhykZC8z63T6dc1cVt5nxEgGU1HCshHhGPzFQ53FrenDEQxrkaQ8oaS36IO2moqs0bPM/s1600/Feb11+121.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1aQ3Ghx3geuEXLqK67cYAnZFN60-MQh796eI_KVBxdtIJLxmBk51rifGQB7zY9r6RYUO8ZSzwbhykZC8z63T6dc1cVt5nxEgGU1HCshHhGPzFQ53FrenDEQxrkaQ8oaS36IO2moqs0bPM/s400/Feb11+121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580796698295484242" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhG0FZmYAlYkEuz93QJLaniAV_56eStKysHbb1Ezbsoz4VjGEW8epKEVtEoXCVI5-M6HZX5tDxxaqzG6STwM_Qoma_DuHAQgOlyAuyigWEehrq7NKhLCU3nllYuJQamfZdFxWwNXqDt7eH/s1600/Feb11+122.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhG0FZmYAlYkEuz93QJLaniAV_56eStKysHbb1Ezbsoz4VjGEW8epKEVtEoXCVI5-M6HZX5tDxxaqzG6STwM_Qoma_DuHAQgOlyAuyigWEehrq7NKhLCU3nllYuJQamfZdFxWwNXqDt7eH/s400/Feb11+122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580796690568428690" border="0" /></a>Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-85935333058903119542011-02-27T10:59:00.000-08:002011-02-27T19:15:41.599-08:00Day 30: Picture of me today and 20 goals I want toaccomplish<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK1zvq0SCjNh4brrQCk4AKa4yzWUSTvHUJSTFLIlxP6Gnurwg91NiPfMi2MQPVRahBNQuVvIzN8O-T3-xjx6LbbxgQPDLhgJlYVzEWDQyAx69GRXonnI5FZo32PnGnn4zBhB0sM4SHYDw9/s1600/Feb11+067.jpg"></a>Some kids won't stop to have their picture taken, so you get what you get.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBhUgLacx4_NcTSZzZlBFdtwytiZOykc1z1yV3ta8K3w6Zx4Ea_0Q99NZUJDd8-2s2eV5jgJiWz6UaVauh5UjKkA7H0_cvP0eNFHfCtyIlAfs3L0Cpu94jSnw6gKuxTm742RIzLTWklSvg/s1600/Feb11+060.jpg"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr6XSyxtkzUoYtYMWL6oejDu9QI-Fg8W7071-OKSm0qss7XRnWxt5s-9geNp9qxd83GEj3tC8EUV-MNY06AEH6YGADN1B3Y3uejdkn-LbYnU7w0jTRrl-QWYk6w1PKO5fzmqRYyxZb3Ds4/s400/Feb11+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578573277661983442" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijBFyVqUkadtCWzefX8I7TaJ8FzV2h7hBaHabob9UIB0qJpC428pcRJakPKn7Ig2gSALAb_DJ4J_yHln5aBvckzFTBFHH87AY-zVBxqda8m7IqeHiHSEoT3fYIL-X4FWceiyUBjcOdqwRr/s1600/Feb11+080.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijBFyVqUkadtCWzefX8I7TaJ8FzV2h7hBaHabob9UIB0qJpC428pcRJakPKn7Ig2gSALAb_DJ4J_yHln5aBvckzFTBFHH87AY-zVBxqda8m7IqeHiHSEoT3fYIL-X4FWceiyUBjcOdqwRr/s400/Feb11+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578573273065773346" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU8xK3i7QQ8s7oyshCTjzXtXDGkKFTWAnKH8lNLCAc36uWuWfMfWPo4kvHuawVsy0fI6LWDG2pnPNQHXpVni4BWXRphEWpYWLeTHhMsiiLWkuDobDB-D-NHR8IzX9_W8MHqAePvdz7FJF7/s1600/Feb11+077.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU8xK3i7QQ8s7oyshCTjzXtXDGkKFTWAnKH8lNLCAc36uWuWfMfWPo4kvHuawVsy0fI6LWDG2pnPNQHXpVni4BWXRphEWpYWLeTHhMsiiLWkuDobDB-D-NHR8IzX9_W8MHqAePvdz7FJF7/s400/Feb11+077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578572172437681442" border="0" /></a><br />Whew! 30days in a (almost) row is a lot! And this is as close as I can get to a picture of me today. It is yesterday and I gift you this lovely sight of me rolled out of bed, no makeup, no hair done, but out there sledding. So that's why there is hideousness.<br /><br />Does anybody even have 20 goals at a time, or am I just an underachiever???<br /><br />I guess if I think about things to do today and say that they are a goal and not just a task to accomplish, then I could come up with 20.<br /><br /><br /><ol><li>Pay off some principle payments this year to bring mortgage down faster</li><li>finish Madeline L'engle's Wrinkle in Time books that I have rediscovered</li><li>get to church on time, HAPPILY-or else!</li><li>keep my counters and surfaces cleared of clutter</li><li>move all the stuff that is office-y into the room recently vacated by Goosie</li><li>attend some of the Relief Society meetings and get to know more people in our new area</li><li>invite a family once or twice a month for dinner</li><li>get outside at least once a day</li><li>finish the last of the caulking and painting</li><li>practice the piano at least 3x a week</li><li>plan meals for the week</li><li>get more involved in my childrens' classrooms</li><li>vacuum out the van</li><li>read to each child or the whole group at once every day</li><li>find some kind of decorations for my room</li><li>put up new FHE board and actually hold official ones instead of winging it or forgetting</li><li>Schedule my next day every night so I don't forget my appointments</li><li>answer emails when I open them</li><li>begin to do some preschool activities with the younger kids to prepare a little for Bryguy's kindergarten next year</li><li>make plans to go on an official date, not just a stay at home goof off together date.<br /></li></ol>Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-65867850737706599102011-02-26T12:17:00.000-08:002011-03-05T20:45:40.239-08:00Day 29: In this past month, what have you learned?Hmmm. Related to blogging or in general?<br /><br /><ul><li>If you blog every day, your loyal group of 5 or so readers tire of commenting, whereas they feel inclined to cheer you on if you post once every two weeks or so :) Thanks loyal friends, I'm not dissing the comments, just realizing on commenting on my friend's 30 day challenge the same thing.</li><li>Goosie sleeps in very strange positions...<br /></li></ul><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiKKmJ_Wme_TMa1OBBZ9A_ANlmTFA_UcFX6puHMJhJlVp8Dl5jigX2Nqy-OL5r2V3Od0fOjpw3fIU81KZBdBOWc9bHKPEB280Lov32RdlRMBi8Kz6Gk0S7CT8mZPTr97CWhZaEcX9FOWeq/s1600/Feb11+055.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiKKmJ_Wme_TMa1OBBZ9A_ANlmTFA_UcFX6puHMJhJlVp8Dl5jigX2Nqy-OL5r2V3Od0fOjpw3fIU81KZBdBOWc9bHKPEB280Lov32RdlRMBi8Kz6Gk0S7CT8mZPTr97CWhZaEcX9FOWeq/s400/Feb11+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578099025671496658" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz-XrZ3rZHRG2yd90NUh5QJXx4cUpd7zCuhGmW6jMNUAMXJU87U9HWPKdTktrEDKTMo-SBmNX6MwcVndjBW2r8-BIBq_DUpLyUPO9Z-BUwX0tY9p8ZRbNVUodT3wibl8oB2sMak8vDfm4Q/s1600/Feb11+056.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz-XrZ3rZHRG2yd90NUh5QJXx4cUpd7zCuhGmW6jMNUAMXJU87U9HWPKdTktrEDKTMo-SBmNX6MwcVndjBW2r8-BIBq_DUpLyUPO9Z-BUwX0tY9p8ZRbNVUodT3wibl8oB2sMak8vDfm4Q/s400/Feb11+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578099025004111122" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCkMxvStyWwyDSws6WJ-GGukogqqJ3W9Ogh56fuSomjycJq-zDflmSMdglKjKnshs26wrTjHXvmFGsME4c-FWf0vEewmY_euB0WBfc8rCHmlx-g73kTOqGLa5JpdozQl1DYeuYtvOCfo9L/s1600/Feb11+057.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCkMxvStyWwyDSws6WJ-GGukogqqJ3W9Ogh56fuSomjycJq-zDflmSMdglKjKnshs26wrTjHXvmFGsME4c-FWf0vEewmY_euB0WBfc8rCHmlx-g73kTOqGLa5JpdozQl1DYeuYtvOCfo9L/s400/Feb11+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578098314199138850" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif3CeyAIkF5RSw-4ed-c32lQzkO5bfvKNf4LBVmKME4KRO5gOPyGD1GX-DsxYsMg2L-7FW8jbSpBFlVRBLJIZkRoeR3ke2-D5WX4n39k8v8-aLJj7MxePd6b_zD5EHyQOIUrebmVpRuQPT/s1600/Feb11+058.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif3CeyAIkF5RSw-4ed-c32lQzkO5bfvKNf4LBVmKME4KRO5gOPyGD1GX-DsxYsMg2L-7FW8jbSpBFlVRBLJIZkRoeR3ke2-D5WX4n39k8v8-aLJj7MxePd6b_zD5EHyQOIUrebmVpRuQPT/s400/Feb11+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578098308163101666" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It is possible, with a little snow fun, to get what M'deary terms "snodaggits"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmWeCZySOmXtgvSB7jX734BZ-ZqP4iUYJ6pio22NSV_LjJcgCVr_lDfI6xv2c2_psYyzg7orFEoBzek6ZQ9UW7qLwRgB-iiF7JMeh_244RBD2xhIRhIGcVJE-J3euTH0HpkCrpavwYVHS1/s1600/Feb11+084.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmWeCZySOmXtgvSB7jX734BZ-ZqP4iUYJ6pio22NSV_LjJcgCVr_lDfI6xv2c2_psYyzg7orFEoBzek6ZQ9UW7qLwRgB-iiF7JMeh_244RBD2xhIRhIGcVJE-J3euTH0HpkCrpavwYVHS1/s400/Feb11+084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578098304800540322" border="0" /></a>Claus is a time enigma. It can take him a full 45 min to an hour to eat one bowl of soup (with dreaded veggies), but a ginormous donut? All of 1.5 minutes.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY6vo0k-qg-Pgg0kU_VvFPCmdqQ2UOuZF_ps-jn7C_tAA54HMIoPO63UuIfLuZvv1dvue9dAEURH33g9oGlOA-9KkJfk-NnH_Zl3gf3370Yq2GFeEM3LLXh4W9vw9Ga5vlBKoB3en5u63q/s1600/Feb11+086.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY6vo0k-qg-Pgg0kU_VvFPCmdqQ2UOuZF_ps-jn7C_tAA54HMIoPO63UuIfLuZvv1dvue9dAEURH33g9oGlOA-9KkJfk-NnH_Zl3gf3370Yq2GFeEM3LLXh4W9vw9Ga5vlBKoB3en5u63q/s400/Feb11+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578098300475831138" border="0" /></a>Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-58409209762884877202011-02-25T12:39:00.000-08:002011-02-25T12:52:47.704-08:00Day 28- A picture of you last year and now, how have you changed since then?This is me last year when I was a mom to Babs and a foster mom to Claus and Bitty. How have I changed? Well. Now mom to five-which has been a sharp learning curve, let me tell you. I have become the queen of multitasking. I used to think I was a nice person. Now I know otherwise, because when you are tired and frustrated and all seems to be combining against you and your family-then you find out the kind of person you really are. So, I would say that I am now more aware of my weaknesses and am working on them. I have also learned how to ask for help-still despise doing it-but I have to lower my pride and let my family, husband, and friends take the load off sometimes. I have learned that Heavenly Father has a plan for my family and that things work out for a reason-or don't work out-sometimes according to our own choices and sometimes for reasons unknown to us. Yet through it all, I have felt a comfort that what was happening was right, even though it was hard. <br />Superficially, I have shorter hair-yet essentially the same hairstyle (if you could call it such) as I ever have had. I'm a little bit heftier and more out of shape-except my bulging forearms from carrying Goosie. I live in a different location and have felt like I lost a lot of my support group in my hometown, but am making it just fine. <br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6UAOit4ZbDBoPuTRdI7LEBKy_5jYf232gOy8H4xsFhcsEFB3hyn-Jz8q8vHyO9pfltep4xfvp_YxCiS4aOwMtlXS2tAuO-IrXycgKRPQdpbnaHc1NMwGSEbvir055lhcIqGOiy670Ervp/s1600/IMG_8015.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6UAOit4ZbDBoPuTRdI7LEBKy_5jYf232gOy8H4xsFhcsEFB3hyn-Jz8q8vHyO9pfltep4xfvp_YxCiS4aOwMtlXS2tAuO-IrXycgKRPQdpbnaHc1NMwGSEbvir055lhcIqGOiy670Ervp/s400/IMG_8015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577730385653694322" border="0" /></a>Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-32933620821316411712011-02-24T12:46:00.000-08:002011-02-24T12:52:08.473-08:00Day 27: Why am I doing this blog challenge?I have been home alone every night for months. My hubby worked nights, my kids were asleep by 8 or so and I just wanted to start recording a few things since I am so bad about journal writing, instead of wasting my time reading novels or watching TV.<br /> I just wanted to interact with other people too and learn more about my friends and family and such. My friend Christina asked me to do it and I thought it would be a good way to get into it more and give me some ideas of what to write. I have to admit that the every day part of this gets old and I know for sure that if I'm gonna keep blogging, it will not be nearly that often, so you will all get a reprieve!Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8622370622679810590.post-72831216221793905532011-02-23T19:34:00.000-08:002011-02-23T20:34:24.677-08:00Day 26: 3 Places I want to visit before I die<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhui4oCpYqeilw1yFokflmVVtxtEOIMRGWEM7svApJ9sfMtfYrfzs0FFIrcvvn1ZzGgUsIYxTLeXiEvCv557d1m8AeJ9s9lJfna-OyoVkoR1azg4YAr7sNGo7v7zJsU1OgZ6qzZWgGMRX-e/s1600/A1-RM-WALES-.Landscape.gif"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhui4oCpYqeilw1yFokflmVVtxtEOIMRGWEM7svApJ9sfMtfYrfzs0FFIrcvvn1ZzGgUsIYxTLeXiEvCv557d1m8AeJ9s9lJfna-OyoVkoR1azg4YAr7sNGo7v7zJsU1OgZ6qzZWgGMRX-e/s400/A1-RM-WALES-.Landscape.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577102789617014274" border="0" /></a> I am just going to say that for one of my places, it would be Europe/Mediterranean in general. Sites in Italy, Greece, Germany, Switzerland etc. Just a long tour.<br />This picture is of Wales, but I would like to visit all of the British Isles. Since that is such a conglomeration, I'll count it for two.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_xZAx7l8Zj0y8kNx8M1-UtCblrKI6F4pQKOYOwzk9hH7-XQqJLuw9uE1kK-s3KgyaVSlHd52iBiItOtqQedboNiYB86ARp0nIOK0QL2XHWEkVZEna7dN0ERoJqj6PDXKilSFmCW9V2oA2/s1600/lencois3.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_xZAx7l8Zj0y8kNx8M1-UtCblrKI6F4pQKOYOwzk9hH7-XQqJLuw9uE1kK-s3KgyaVSlHd52iBiItOtqQedboNiYB86ARp0nIOK0QL2XHWEkVZEna7dN0ERoJqj6PDXKilSFmCW9V2oA2/s400/lencois3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577100957815929938" border="0" /></a>Picture via l<a href="http://www.romartraveler.com/ROMAR07/Romar07Pages/Europe/WALES.html">ink</a> I just think this would be a cool place to see. It is called<span style="border-collapse: collapse; clear: none; cursor: auto; float: none; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; letter-spacing: inherit; margin: 0pt; outline: medium none; position: relative; text-decoration: inherit; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: inherit; word-spacing: inherit; border: 0pt none; display: inline; padding: 0pt; line-height: inherit;font-family:inherit;font-size:inherit;color:transparent;" ><span style="border-collapse: collapse; clear: none; cursor: auto; float: none; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; letter-spacing: inherit; margin: 0pt; outline: medium none; position: relative; text-decoration: inherit; text-indent: 0pt; text-transform: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: inherit; word-spacing: inherit; border: 0pt none; display: inline; padding: 0pt; line-height: inherit;font-family:inherit;font-size:inherit;color:transparent;" > </span></span>Lençòis Maranhenses<span style="font-style: italic;"> Photo: © JA Galvez C, via this Brasil Travel <a href="http://www.braziltravelblog.com/2007/05/21/brazil-in-pictures-lencois-maranhenses/" style="color: rgb(241, 102, 0); text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">Blog</a></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">More Lencois<br /><br /></span>Maecyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07131801896787005989noreply@blogger.com1