tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3185894549978440752024-03-14T01:09:24.354-07:00The Free TreeUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger125125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-72737258831408135552012-11-19T21:28:00.001-08:002012-11-19T21:39:28.885-08:00Oh Man! Has it really been this long! Gross! I have spent wayyyy too much time on FaceBook to say that I've been too busy. <br />
I was a bit creeped out when looking for this blog (it HAS been too long) via Google. The first thing that popped up were images of the children on the 'images' option. So, hm. Rethinking all this and may have to go another route more secure or figure out how to hide The Free Tree better.<br />
Aside from all that. Life is quickly passing. The boys no longer insist on my being a princess. I have moved into the elderly queen status. Having four/five kids will do that to a person. Ha! <br />
Ranne has become quite the bookworm. He's always loved the story so is enjoying curling up with a book, any book, and getting lost. I'm often quite impressed when asking him to read certain excerpts I'm sure he'll not know. He usually does. Oh, how we underestimate children! <br />
He's a great helper around the house and is now big enough to do certain chores like sweeping, putting away dishes, reading to brothers before nap, and working in the yard with effectiveness. He's very capable. Our biggest challenge lately with school has been boredom. It's hard to be diligent to details when bored. But, it's important to learn diligence no matter what. So, once we get to the point of diligence...how much fun we'll have with challenge!<br />
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Toby is like...well, I call him my spider monkey. He's extremely attentive to what's going on and experiencing it all, especially the mood of it. He's full of energy and physical talent and wants to be LOVED! He involved Claire and Trey really well in the play but wants to be part of the big kids' play. He likes to listen and be close. He is a bit of a fearful little fellow, though. So trying to teach trust has been fun.<br />
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Trey really doesn't care at all what anyone thinks about him. He wants to be one-on-one though and enjoys company with gentleness. He's a lot like his dad. He is JUST getting into his Lego creations having stories to go with them. He <i>does</i> like perfection. When his favorite puppy lost an eye, he was done with it. When I super glued it back on, it was his best buddy again. Iiieeee. <br />
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Claire is...girly. Her voice has more tones to it. She already dances around and likes to wear sparkles. She has an obsession with shoes, very unlike her mom. Aside from that, and unrelated to gender, she is extremely opinionated about what she wants. She knows she wants a cracker and it is either a saltine, a Ritz, or a graham cracker. One will not work in place of another. She's not ugly about it but definitely shuns the offending snack. She's great with her <i>please</i>s and <i>thank you</i>s. She's also discovered screaming when unhappy. Thankfully we deal with that less frequently all the time, and it's been rare. <br />
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School has been HARD! Schooling with no set curriculum is NOT my skill and I'm so impressed with people to whom it comes easily. Thank you for all the time you spent putting your ideas online for us to use. You saved us these last 13 weeks! We now have books and I'm super excited and relieved. We begin those in full force tomorrow, as long as everyone is well. The kids have been awesome and smart and forgiving. <br />
That's all for now. I've been up since about 3am. Ug. And hey, we're now 27 weeks along on number five. Time could go a LITTLE faster.<br />
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One Saturday morning, I walked around the house to see all these sweet scenes: Dad and Trey talking, Claire playing well alone in her room and the boys creating in the living room. What a nice, peaceful time!</div>
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Sweetie Pie. The flowers were given to me for Mother's Day! Though I think I killed them today, not watering them in the heat. I feel terrible! We'll work on their revival, but I'm dreading the thought that they're a goner. I've never had such pretty flowers. </div>
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The very first time to pull herself up to standing. Now she will rarely sit.</div>
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How does one recover from not blogging since last January!? Honestly!</div>
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We're enjoying our children so much! Really, the majority of this blog will be about that as I have no other life right now. A brief update first:</div>
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Scott's work is busier than ever. There are always interesting people, interesting growth, and interesting stories. As you know, Scott will happily fill you in when he sees you. The work is very blessed with a constant stream of newbies and spiritually growing regulars.</div>
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Ranne's last day of school is, oddly, next Tuesday for a half-day. He's sad and happy. Most of us can relate to that. I plopped down on his bed tonight with his class picture. He went through all the names for me, chuckling at half of them with some silly comment. He sure enjoyed them all. Well, except for the two bossy girls. Ha! Surprise, surprise.</div>
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Toby is continuing to communicate more clearly and show a future of being a strong worker. If he's producing something, he's happy. As soon as he begins driving me crazy, I know I've waiting too long in directing his constant energy and desire. He's the best laundry folder, writer, and sibling tender.</div>
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Trey continues to want to please. He's amazingly aware of everything being done and said around him. He knows where everyone and everything is at all times. He remembers details as well as Ranne, and he understands the "ought" to most everything. </div>
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Claire, in only the last two weeks, is now crawling, pulling up on everything, and sporting three teeth (barely). Tonight was the first time she was making faces just to crack up her brothers. Trey sleeps in the rolling bottom-half of Scott's old trundle bed. She pulled up on that and was body slamming it to shake him and she thought it was hilarious. She's rowdy and silly. Due to that, Scott thinks she and his mom will get along famously this June. She has so many bruises on her head from her wild adventures, I have dubbed her my "Little Bruised Peach".</div>
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Aunt Dora is going, going, going. She's decided to give up her Student Center accounting responsibilities to focus on family more fully. The CSC will suffer, but I know God provides and equips. He's used her for so long in blessing the ministry. We're grateful and learned much from her example. </div>
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Brendan and his family seems to be doing just great. His work is stable, from what I can tell, and keeps him busy. Sarah has invested completely in homeschooling. She's not just a blessing to the girls, but the homeschool community as well. The girls are precious, outgoing and super fun.</div>
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We have decided to home school the children from here-on-out. I have yet to collect their curriculum for this round. We have the math for both and I intend to build the rest of their work based off of a book titled "The Well-Trained Mind". It has very good advice for teaching multiple ages simultaneously as well as a reasonable weekly schedule for their ages. As soon as that arrives in the mail, the work begins. I trust the Lord to provide what we need. The library will be a must for our books. I'm grateful it's not even a five-minutes drive away. There is a very good co-op, from what I can tell, so we're excited about that service opportunity as well as the encouragement and support it may provide.</div>
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If you were wondering, we made Valentine's cards for you all. Here is a pic, though they were never mailed.</div>
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Toby's favorite hiding place: between the twins we have in the baby's room.</div>
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Trio Creations. Notice the monster and gun theme.</div>
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A wonderful visit with Grandma!</div>
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The CSC's yard. SOOO many helped both finance this and create it. It looks beautiful and has hosted many outdoor parties already.</div>
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We had company over one Sunday and were in such a rush to get in to finish fixing lunch, we forgot Trey was strapped in his car seat. A while later, I rushed out to retrieve him. He was not bothered at all but instead used his time productively, tying his shoe in the 'same' way his dad taught him that morning. Such a patient, forgiving boy!</div>
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We had many good times with Aunt Sarah and the girls this last year, making fun projects and learning about maps, space, etc.</div>
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A picture of Trey in roller skates is too cute to not post. You can tell he was THRILLED.</div>
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And another for Awkward Family Photos. He thought he had clear chap stick on and greeted company who had just walked in the door. I told him, "Go look in the mirror, Sweetie." He came back shyly with tissue asking for help to clean it off. Pretty cute!</div>
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Funny thing: all the shoes I've been finding for Claire on clearance have been in Trey's size. He's enjoyed trying them all on. Ha!</div>
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Dad's big helper!</div>
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She just found the mirror. She was thrilled and kissed her reflection over and over.</div>
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This corner is where I sew. Thanks to Scott, there are shelves and plenty of light for my small projects. Pinterest has inspired me to try a few things. The latest actual sewing project is a child's apron. The adult one wasn't the best pattern. I'm just going to have to do my own....</div>
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The boys made sock puppets at the Johnsons. Those Thursday nights have turned out to be some of the boys' favorite. Cousin time is good!</div>
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Scott's birthday was nice! We woke to a skiff of snow, a Farmer Boy breakfast that included apple pie, and gifts. The boys picked out a fireman's hose nozzle. He didn't seem THRILLED but was humored by that one. It probably just looked like work: car washing, yard and house work.... Ah well.</div>
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Tulips for Aunt Dora's birthday, which we forgot to send home with her, and little lemons I found at Walmart. They smell AMAZINGLY sweet and are nearly the color of oranges. I may go back for more! Lemonade?</div>
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Aunt Dora's birthday was the 30th, yesterday. We had her to the house, setting out china, silver and crystal she gave us. The linens were a gift from Uncle Ronald and Aunt Raht. The boys did great, eating quietly so we could hear her and her stories. What a blessing she is! I think a cake plate or stand is needed, though. My white plate wasn't quite enough for that rich Chocolate Coffee Bunt Cake. It was delicious!</div>
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Scott took the kids outside for a walk so I could finish getting the dinner ready and he returned with these. I didn't know a flower shop opened up at the end of the street. The scary little thrift store is now an art gallery and flower shop. The flower people are the same as those on the airbase.</div>
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This picture below was a good halloween picture I enjoyed. It was not staged. Sleeping Beauty was startled by this thrown snake landing on her in this very fashion. She woke screaming and I could do nothing but leave her there and take a picture for you. She'll thank me on the day of her wedding as the slide show before the ceremony flashes such images by.</div>
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She might even like this one. Joyful, sweet girl.</div>
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It is important that you take a good look at this shot. Trey's face and my thumbnail came into contact while he was being buckled in the car. He then went and told the preacher of our home church that I hit him in the face, which our preacher related in the presence of visitors one Sunday. So fun.... Trey was very proud of his injury. He'd stand in front of the mirror with a silly grin, stroking the scratch.</div>
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These two shots show that we definitely have a girl. Her moods swing widely, and often in an immediate fashion.</div>
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Good smiles from this handsome fellow are hard to come by, as he's usually the odd clown of the family.</div>
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And here you see the dangers of sleeping with brain squeezers on. Or perhaps it's just a sleeping mask she uses for traveling.</div>
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And here, she's definitely our Toby's sister.</div>
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Ranne is huge and Trey is not.</div>
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This wee girl is making me very, very tired.</div>
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And THANKSMAS! with the Johnsons. We all decended on Grandma Johnson's home in Amarillo to celebrate: Dad and Brenda's anniversary, Thanksgiving, Dad's birthday and Christmas. It was a wonderful, relaxing time. Sadly, I have no pictures of my cousins Taen and Andrew or Uncle Ron and Aunt Raht. The boys are still talking about them and how much they like them.</div>
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He had no idea he sat on a bow. Cute for us.</div>
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Dad recorded the story in this book. They still listen to it daily when I leave it out.</div>
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Aunt Angie giving goooood cuddles.</div>
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Dad's birthday!</div>
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Days without brother Ranne have been 'different'. These two hit it off quite well, which I really hoped for. So while we miss him, that's a blessing.</div>
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Playing with the new camera Dad and Brenda gave us for Christmas. So fun! Their eyes!</div>
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Can you turn down your mouth like this? Wow.</div>
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We went to see the Lights Parade. It's been going on in Albuquerque for some time, though we never heard about it. It think it mostly showcased the owners of the Low-Riders in town who are also the majority of the New Mexico State Fair Parade. In this first picture you see the NewMexichords singing, the group Scott used to sing with.</div>
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This was in the hotel lobby where we spent most of our time waiting for the parade. We were trying to stay out of the snow, rain and cold.</div>
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Again, this new friendship is just awesome.</div>
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Can't beat Dad time. Heman.</div>
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We also, my first time ever, went to cut a Christmas tree. It took us 1 1/2 hour to get to 'the spot', but we all had fun much of the time. We stopped to get our tree tag and Trey found this new seat. We forgot he wasn't in his seat so drove with him perched like this until his brother's finally informed us. Nice.</div>
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Did you know it snows here sometimes?</div>
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This shot amuses me greatly because Toby, who despises weather of any kind, spent most of his time in the car. He only got to see the tree after it was hunted down and cut by Scott, Ranne and Trey.</div>
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Trey's opinion of snow.</div>
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Again, Heman. Scott hauling the tree, sled and two boys.</div>
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Oh so proud of his church building.</div>
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Claire with a new church member. Yes, I took a picture of them in class because they matched exactly: black, purple and light pink. She should have taken Claire home just for that.</div>
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Ranne being absolutely delightful.</div>
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Gingerbread houses with Aunt Sarah and Uncle Brendan and their girls.</div>
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A woman in the church emailed us an Advent calendar. Every day there would be a fun little clip or activity. They thought it was the BEST thing ever to wake up to.</div>
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Snow?!!!</div>
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Thank you Grandpa!</div>
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Can you see what he has on top of his shoe? Two wheels that strap on the one's heel like a skate. Death trap, I tell you, and VERY exciting. Thank you Grandma and Grandpa!</div>
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A GREAT ironer! Who knew? I am sure glad to know now!</div>
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Wonderful gifts from Aunt Sunny and Sydni. What talent! They're inspiring me to learn something--someday.</div>
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Maybe my most favorite picture? What sweetness.</div>
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I finally polished up the silver Aunt Dora gave us. WOW. I can't wait to have her over to show her!</div>
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Baby chub HAS to be documented. It is the best thing God ever, ever gave a mama!</div>
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Ranne can get this huge smile out of his sister whenever he wants to. It's rather amazing.</div>
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And sledding too! We went with good friends and family of the church. Very fun.</div>
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Again, Trey's opinion of snow.</div>
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Some of the crew.</div>
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Dear Stacy Means and one of her five.</div>
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Toby sporting a great hat made by our neighbor. I think it's supposed to be an Angry Bird hat but he thinks it's an owl and not an angry bird.</div>
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Lastly, our family shots. I am planning on printing and mailing these out.</div>
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I found pictures! I figured out how to get the shots off the phone's camera. Yay! Here are more of Claire on the day after her birth:</div>
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Sleeping Sweetie:</div>
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Waiting for brother to get out of school:</div>
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I've discovered putting a wee girl in bows and ruffles is more fun than expected.</div>
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On Ranne's Fall Break we were going to take the boys balloon chasing. It was a Friday. Because of low clouds and rain the officials canceled the event, but NOT until we were nearly to the lift-off area. So, we thought to take the train to Santa Fe and back since it's fairly inexpensive. The train schedule would not have gotten us home until mid-afternoon, so we scratched that. We tried going to a park but it began raining after arriving there. Yikes! We ended up going to McDonalds and waiting for Explora to open. It was a very long morning and we had very sleepy children by the end. </div>
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Here Dad and boys watch a fountain dance.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-18457566831544431682011-10-11T13:13:00.000-07:002011-10-11T13:21:00.714-07:00Beautiful Work<p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-ZLeFEJeoo/TpSkkzAyA7I/AAAAAAAACzM/an8WnKmjkC8/s1600/032.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662331583587287986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-ZLeFEJeoo/TpSkkzAyA7I/AAAAAAAACzM/an8WnKmjkC8/s400/032.JPG" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-ZLeFEJeoo/TpSkkzAyA7I/AAAAAAAACzM/an8WnKmjkC8/s1600/032.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><p align="center">Yes, Claire is beautiful work, but I'm talking about the editing. Brother Brendan took out the ugly warning sticker on the carseat from this picture. She may need a warning sticker later but not yet.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-10955854237406248822011-09-09T21:38:00.001-07:002011-09-09T22:07:30.892-07:00She's Here, Right On Time<div><p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;" >Anne Claire</span></p><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_-a3uDNUfso/TmrsA_m3AdI/AAAAAAAACys/sL2-yKVdfRE/s1600/032.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650588184308285906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_-a3uDNUfso/TmrsA_m3AdI/AAAAAAAACys/sL2-yKVdfRE/s400/032.JPG" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_-a3uDNUfso/TmrsA_m3AdI/AAAAAAAACys/sL2-yKVdfRE/s1600/032.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lr-TxKF4fRs/Tmrq53REE2I/AAAAAAAACxs/A1TjeChaP4U/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650586962298671970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lr-TxKF4fRs/Tmrq53REE2I/AAAAAAAACxs/A1TjeChaP4U/s400/003.JPG" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lr-TxKF4fRs/Tmrq53REE2I/AAAAAAAACxs/A1TjeChaP4U/s1600/003.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><p align="center">Dad and daughter make <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">acquaintance</span>. Scott did another wonderful job of catching the baby, meaning he didn't drop her or pass out. After she was done being messed with by the doctor and nurses, he and she had some nice time.</p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zyfKNNy7FmI/Tmrq6BStiaI/AAAAAAAACx0/BpOkbQXBh6c/s1600/017.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650586964989938082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zyfKNNy7FmI/Tmrq6BStiaI/AAAAAAAACx0/BpOkbQXBh6c/s400/017.JPG" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zyfKNNy7FmI/Tmrq6BStiaI/AAAAAAAACx0/BpOkbQXBh6c/s1600/017.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><p align="center">I'm not sure what's going on here, but it does clearly show one of her "sides".</p><div align="center"><br /></div><div><div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LvoSkWaVFTg/Tmrq6y_-M1I/AAAAAAAACyE/G-49CPj5VBg/s1600/022.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650586978333111122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LvoSkWaVFTg/Tmrq6y_-M1I/AAAAAAAACyE/G-49CPj5VBg/s400/022.JPG" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LvoSkWaVFTg/Tmrq6y_-M1I/AAAAAAAACyE/G-49CPj5VBg/s1600/022.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BHqanVF6kFw/Tmrq6R4VXsI/AAAAAAAACx8/cD7Rz4klKA8/s1600/020.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650586969442705090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BHqanVF6kFw/Tmrq6R4VXsI/AAAAAAAACx8/cD7Rz4klKA8/s400/020.JPG" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BHqanVF6kFw/Tmrq6R4VXsI/AAAAAAAACx8/cD7Rz4klKA8/s1600/020.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><p align="center">Super cute. She came back like a puppy from the groomers with bows glued in her hair and smelling sweet.</p></div><div><br /> </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BHqanVF6kFw/Tmrq6R4VXsI/AAAAAAAACx8/cD7Rz4klKA8/s1600/020.JPG"></a> </div><div> </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lr-TxKF4fRs/Tmrq53REE2I/AAAAAAAACxs/A1TjeChaP4U/s1600/003.JPG"></a> </div><div> </div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J8oaBJzVPvw/Tmrr_g4VMTI/AAAAAAAACyM/MWzQ0zCpPlw/s1600/026.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650588158880198962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J8oaBJzVPvw/Tmrr_g4VMTI/AAAAAAAACyM/MWzQ0zCpPlw/s400/026.JPG" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J8oaBJzVPvw/Tmrr_g4VMTI/AAAAAAAACyM/MWzQ0zCpPlw/s1600/026.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><p align="center">Meeting her big bro for the first time. He likes holding her a LOT.</p><div> </div><div> </div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbh4aoOv_ZU/Tmrr_9Uv-SI/AAAAAAAACyU/hdQ5EBNozmY/s1600/027.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650588166515587362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbh4aoOv_ZU/Tmrr_9Uv-SI/AAAAAAAACyU/hdQ5EBNozmY/s400/027.JPG" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbh4aoOv_ZU/Tmrr_9Uv-SI/AAAAAAAACyU/hdQ5EBNozmY/s1600/027.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><p align="center">Lots of wonderful visitors came. I have pictures of a small fraction here, still needing to figure out how to load the ones off the phone onto the computer. Shouldn't be too hard.</p><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V7MIqpLleLk/TmrsANwHNpI/AAAAAAAACyc/EDCf9nlFzvo/s1600/028.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650588170925323922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V7MIqpLleLk/TmrsANwHNpI/AAAAAAAACyc/EDCf9nlFzvo/s400/028.JPG" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V7MIqpLleLk/TmrsANwHNpI/AAAAAAAACyc/EDCf9nlFzvo/s1600/028.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div> </div><div>Going home:</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ewY_XzbZMU/TmrsAjDPMpI/AAAAAAAACyk/m0OYrKCSl2Y/s1600/029.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650588176642683538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ewY_XzbZMU/TmrsAjDPMpI/AAAAAAAACyk/m0OYrKCSl2Y/s400/029.JPG" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w-nirW5zuPI/Tmrsj7oNLeI/AAAAAAAACy0/GqSkHGXQRDM/s1600/037.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650588784535612898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w-nirW5zuPI/Tmrsj7oNLeI/AAAAAAAACy0/GqSkHGXQRDM/s400/037.JPG" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>And some of you have asked if the boys like her:</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJHVMIpTFZc/TmrskAXn0UI/AAAAAAAACy8/wk2_JBD-S64/s1600/040.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650588785808232770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tJHVMIpTFZc/TmrskAXn0UI/AAAAAAAACy8/wk2_JBD-S64/s400/040.JPG" /></a></div><div> </div><div>Too cute.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a-QCaJs47Oo/TmrskQCC1NI/AAAAAAAACzE/Ew1yqdeqcN0/s1600/043.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650588790012695762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a-QCaJs47Oo/TmrskQCC1NI/AAAAAAAACzE/Ew1yqdeqcN0/s400/043.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Sweet Trey.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xlfh-TcUmLg/Tmrq5kilM3I/AAAAAAAACxk/XfrYkZduRWI/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650586957271872370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xlfh-TcUmLg/Tmrq5kilM3I/AAAAAAAACxk/XfrYkZduRWI/s400/001.JPG" /></a><br /><div>September 7<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> was the due date for the arrival of our daughter. We expected her to come early, as did her last two brothers, but apparently she isn't one who likes to surprise people. She was quite punctual. </div><div> </div><div>John and Betty, Scott's parents, came a whole week early and have been a great help. You know in that last week, just getting around and thinking straight is a major challenge. They have helped tremendously just by loving on the boys (they have the laps for book reading that mom lost about two months ago). Of course, Betty and John being generous and wonderful, also helped a lot with chores here and even getting/taking <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ranne</span> to school. I'm thankful. </div><div> </div><div>Yet, everyone still seems very glad that the waiting game is over and our sweet girl has arrived. She's been cuddled and sung to and kissed and changed often. She's very <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">girly</span> so far. </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BHqanVF6kFw/Tmrq6R4VXsI/AAAAAAAACx8/cD7Rz4klKA8/s1600/020.JPG"></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-65274246730534549952011-08-25T19:32:00.000-07:002011-08-25T20:11:13.599-07:00Take Me Out!
<br /><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_e_4i-EqYE/TlcHzZ5TX6I/AAAAAAAACw8/jarjct_C1qI/s1600/Ball%2BGame%2B003.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644989237638160290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_e_4i-EqYE/TlcHzZ5TX6I/AAAAAAAACw8/jarjct_C1qI/s400/Ball%2BGame%2B003.JPG" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A_e_4i-EqYE/TlcHzZ5TX6I/AAAAAAAACw8/jarjct_C1qI/s1600/Ball%2BGame%2B003.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><p align="center">Just to the park. </p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qCwhqmKzFVc/TlcHzhKV2xI/AAAAAAAACxE/K4agfzX0gZg/s1600/Ball%2BGame%2B004.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644989239588674322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qCwhqmKzFVc/TlcHzhKV2xI/AAAAAAAACxE/K4agfzX0gZg/s400/Ball%2BGame%2B004.JPG" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qCwhqmKzFVc/TlcHzhKV2xI/AAAAAAAACxE/K4agfzX0gZg/s1600/Ball%2BGame%2B004.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p>Tuesday night we used coupons the boys earned through a summer reading program to attend an Isotopes game, minor-league baseball. The game was fun. As you can tell from these pictures, we had the time wrong in mind and arrived 45-minutes early. While hot, it was actually a super low-key, nice time for our family to wonder around and play a little without a crowd. Student Center people arrived for the game on time and we spent an hour over there with them and Scott's co-worker's family. Our neighbors, who the boys adore, were also there so all the kids could play a while. What a nice summer night!
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<br /><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0Enmx3GBo0/TlcH0jQLXkI/AAAAAAAACxc/ZcjFDHSWF48/s1600/Ball%2BGame%2B008.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644989257329892930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0Enmx3GBo0/TlcH0jQLXkI/AAAAAAAACxc/ZcjFDHSWF48/s400/Ball%2BGame%2B008.JPG" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0Enmx3GBo0/TlcH0jQLXkI/AAAAAAAACxc/ZcjFDHSWF48/s1600/Ball%2BGame%2B008.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p>You can tell we're early. The stands are empty. They nearly were anyway, but not too this extent.
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<br /></div><div><em>Take Me Out</em> fits our week to a T. </div><div> </div><div> Ranne's first week of school, Tuesday through Friday, went fine. He had some obvious, quiet trepidation about going in each time but took a deep breath and marched through the door. </div><div> </div><div> This week has been different. We get there a few minutes early and play on the equipment outside, but as soon as that bell rings he's full of tears and fears. On Monday night, he had nightmares all night and every morning he tries to sleep in. AAHHHRRRRG. I had hoped this transition would be easier on us both. </div><div> </div><div> Today I tried to treat the boys, especially my bummed-out Ranne, to happy hour slushies from Sonic. Toby, trying to put Trey's straw back in his cup for me, gouged it through the bottom of the full drink. In my round state I couldn't get to it very fast so the new vehicle has nice sticky red drink spillage front to back. Sheesh. Take me out! I managed to clean it but am just now remembering a spot on the carpet I will have wished to have remembered sooner. Yet, on the bright side, I now have very clean car seats as I had to wash Trey's and so did the others as well.</div><div> </div><div> Despite that mess, I'm actually pretty proud of today: picked up soil for Ranne's class' planting project (and the little costs begin); dropped him off; stopped at the post office; vaccuumed out the car; fed family lunch; napped the boys and caught up on reciepts and bills before baby comes (last baby, I forgot to pay the bills); cleaned, folding and put away all laundry; stopped at Sonic; picked up Ranne; cleaned car seats and Trey (who the drink spilt on; R finished his homework; fed all a strange dinner; we had a movie night and they're now in bed. I'm going to address some thank you cards and tuck myself in.</div><div> </div><div> Goodnight all as well as a congratulations to both my dad and brother on their new jobs! I feel oddly relieved for them to have a change or just...work. God is very good. Dad said on the phone tonight that he's not sure he's been so happy with a previous employment situation. That is very exciting.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><p> </p>
<br /> Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-17024716296509062872011-08-19T20:17:00.000-07:002011-08-19T20:54:56.249-07:00From Twig to BranchRanne is growing up too fast, faster than I can blink. Lately when looking at him, I have a strange overwhelming urge to just sit on him to make him stop.
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<br /><div align="center">Here the boys are on Ranne's first day of school. Yes, his pants are rolled up. Being the mother I am, I was not going to buy him new pants for school and have him grow out of them in the first week. I tried getting a serious picture as well, without his brothers, but the sprinkler <em>soaked</em> my backhalf as I tried to edge further from the house into the yard, all as the neighbor came up to talk. We were late.</div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OW4EiYvTmFw/Tk8pRpcGIbI/AAAAAAAACwU/Et_ylgToYnY/s1600/school2011%2B031.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642774241276731826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OW4EiYvTmFw/Tk8pRpcGIbI/AAAAAAAACwU/Et_ylgToYnY/s400/school2011%2B031.JPG" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OW4EiYvTmFw/Tk8pRpcGIbI/AAAAAAAACwU/Et_ylgToYnY/s1600/school2011%2B031.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">And then, what does he go and do but loose his first tooth, on his first day of school! The nerve. Scott took him to the dentist the day before so he could have that experience. The hygentist discovered his tooth was <em>loose</em>. Why did he never mention it? Perhaps it's similar to when I was his age and discovered my hair fell out; I thought I had cancer and was dying. I saw it happen in a movie and assumed I was a gonner but didn't tell Mom for months, sure it would crush her. Ranne was pretty giggly over his tooth discovery, though. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">To add to the tooth story, he submitted to the 'Tooth Fairy" game, knowing it's a game and who the fairy is. He and I put the tooth under the pillow and had a big conversation about it to be playful. Well, the fairy is new to this business in the Free House, having just graduated (or been forced into the job). She FORGOT to put the prize under the pillow and woke to find a teary son staring at her as she slept. He tossed the tooth on the bedside table and said, "THIS is what she left me." AHHHHHHH. The pain. The sadness and disappointment. Why did I have to forget the first time! I made up for it the next night with the quarter and a note written in tiny fairy print.</div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8kL9f0CZ2Og/Tk8pR6TGyXI/AAAAAAAACwc/lqo1kvL0tm8/s1600/school2011%2B033.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642774245802428786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8kL9f0CZ2Og/Tk8pR6TGyXI/AAAAAAAACwc/lqo1kvL0tm8/s400/school2011%2B033.JPG" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8kL9f0CZ2Og/Tk8pR6TGyXI/AAAAAAAACwc/lqo1kvL0tm8/s1600/school2011%2B033.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p>
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<br />Lastly, here are the new wheels--and gas tank. It, as the man who sold it told us, is not a sipper. But, it will get our people around, as well as a couple extras. It also keeps us, me, sober when deciding whether a trip across town really has to happen. Most often it's "no", though cabin fever has set in. We do have the Fiat for commuting around town when it's just Scott or myself. We hope to get that going fairly soon. Yet the Suburban is a 99 so has some work to be done first, like getting the doors to open from the INSIDE. We are blessed to have it. So blessed!
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<br /><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Otherwise, baby is active and progressing. We expect her arrival any day, hoping is sooner rather than later. Due date is, again, September 7th but she's already big and healthy. </div><div> </div><div>God bless you.
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-12828667013535988042011-08-08T21:30:00.000-07:002011-08-08T21:53:27.856-07:00Wow.<p align="center"> </p><div align="center">I am humbled by this. On a day that it couldn't be less deserved, Scott and the boys show up with these after a late night at the ball fields. Scott often shows his pursuit, I think, of being Christ-like in that he will show so much kindness and love even when it's been undeserved and memorably one of my worst days. So, thank you, Love. Humbled, thankful and loved.</div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T-ikUmn4wH0/TkC6jvd7PPI/AAAAAAAACwM/y3OkzPCgw68/s1600/swimming2011%2B048.JPG"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638711856668032242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T-ikUmn4wH0/TkC6jvd7PPI/AAAAAAAACwM/y3OkzPCgw68/s320/swimming2011%2B048.JPG" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T-ikUmn4wH0/TkC6jvd7PPI/AAAAAAAACwM/y3OkzPCgw68/s1600/swimming2011%2B048.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2QSi9pthJDg/TkC6jcWQ8_I/AAAAAAAACwE/t_f2DCcws38/s1600/swimming2011%2B045.JPG"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638711851535627250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2QSi9pthJDg/TkC6jcWQ8_I/AAAAAAAACwE/t_f2DCcws38/s320/swimming2011%2B045.JPG" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2QSi9pthJDg/TkC6jcWQ8_I/AAAAAAAACwE/t_f2DCcws38/s1600/swimming2011%2B045.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">Scott took this on Sunday morn. All around the round mother....</div><div align="center">
<br /></div><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LmFcAuw_LK0/TkC6jAV_FMI/AAAAAAAACv8/6pmFhxTiIMw/s1600/swimming2011%2B016.JPG"><img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638711844018263234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LmFcAuw_LK0/TkC6jAV_FMI/AAAAAAAACv8/6pmFhxTiIMw/s320/swimming2011%2B016.JPG" /></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LmFcAuw_LK0/TkC6jAV_FMI/AAAAAAAACv8/6pmFhxTiIMw/s1600/swimming2011%2B016.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><div align="center">Memories....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">
<br /> </div><div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xExXFAzfjPA/TkC6izDnySI/AAAAAAAACv0/c2t8aY_O92k/s1600/swimming2011%2B015.JPG"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638711840451578146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xExXFAzfjPA/TkC6izDnySI/AAAAAAAACv0/c2t8aY_O92k/s320/swimming2011%2B015.JPG" /></a></div><div align="center">He looks a bit like a vampire here, we think. For some strange reason, he's been putting soap in his hair while doing the hand-washing routine. I commented on it to Scott earlier that day so Toby decided to impress us with a full hair-load. </div><div align="center">
<br /></div><div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_cdfNM_kT4/TkC6il69sWI/AAAAAAAACvs/ouQ4yZGle0g/s1600/swimming2011%2B007.JPG"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638711836925604194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_cdfNM_kT4/TkC6il69sWI/AAAAAAAACvs/ouQ4yZGle0g/s320/swimming2011%2B007.JPG" /></a></div><div align="center">My summer swimmers. Cuties.</div><div align="center"> </div>
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-46646738710000346532011-08-08T19:23:00.000-07:002011-08-08T21:56:21.950-07:00Buying Bourbon<div><div><div><div><div><div> We have gratefully been borrowing some friends' Suburban until we can find a vehicle. It's strange to be a family without any wheels at all, to say the least. A friend and I talked in Chick-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Fil</span></span>-A today about working toward an attitude of gratitude while purposefully living with less. It's hard to train a child's heart toward contentment we ourselves struggle while making sacrifices and trying to shuffle important things like modes of transportation. The urgency combined with desire to be wise with God's provisions can be a difficult mixture. I'm glad the search is over. </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> Since we've been driving our friends' vehicle, our two-year-old talks about going to get in the Bourbon. We've been a little amused by this. Well today we bought Bourbon, a 99 Suburban with 140,... miles on it. We've been praying that God help us find a dependable way to move our four little people around. Today we found the first reasonable option and our offer was accepted. We were able to purchase it and purchase a couple things like tires and brake pads for what we sold our two cars for minus what we've spent on <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">vin</span></span> number checking and mechanic checks on a couple other cars. This one has some work needed, but nothing we're intimidated by or can't do personally. We're thanking God and will continue to even when things break. At least we have a way to get to the doctor to have a baby!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> Which reminds me, the church threw a beautiful duel shower for the babies <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">coming</span>. My cousin did the decorating for it and it was so pretty! Yellow, white, black and gray colors with a tea-like theme. The ladies made wonderful treats and the church was beyond generous. We're going through all the clothes and blankets with much anticipation ('I' would be more appropriate; Scott's tolerating the mess as I try to organize). The other woman is Marin. She's due about a week-and-a-half before ours.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><div align="left"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> Otherwise, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ranne</span></span> begins first grade on the 16<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span></span>. We take him in for registration on the 11<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span></span>. I am very jittery about this and worry about whether or not he's ready. They've said NOTHING about our home schooling him or asked to check and see where he's at academically. I worry a bit with his dyslexia as well as wonder whether the fact that some letters he hasn't figured out how to write properly will be a problem. But I'm sure he'll catch up fine. He reads well. I know he'll be a precious boy in class. It will be good for this silly mom to see the school and meet some people. Sigh. I feel like such a nerd.</span></div></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Here are some pictures from the shower:</div><div> </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-905PBD3Kpbc/TkCeKr2OL7I/AAAAAAAACvU/lv2U920g6k4/s1600/1.jpg"><img style="width: 221px; height: 166px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638680639873888178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-905PBD3Kpbc/TkCeKr2OL7I/AAAAAAAACvU/lv2U920g6k4/s400/1.jpg" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YeC-W0dmwu4/TkCeKvKfquI/AAAAAAAACvc/tuQYBUysYUI/s1600/2.jpg"><img style="width: 221px; height: 166px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638680640764226274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YeC-W0dmwu4/TkCeKvKfquI/AAAAAAAACvc/tuQYBUysYUI/s400/2.jpg" /></a></div><p align="left"> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NKvgbyQ-sys/TkCeK4j4OqI/AAAAAAAACvk/HIhPzhnCNp8/s1600/3.jpg"><img style="width: 221px; height: 166px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638680643286612642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NKvgbyQ-sys/TkCeK4j4OqI/AAAAAAAACvk/HIhPzhnCNp8/s400/3.jpg" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NKvgbyQ-sys/TkCeK4j4OqI/AAAAAAAACvk/HIhPzhnCNp8/s1600/3.jpg"></a></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NKvgbyQ-sys/TkCeK4j4OqI/AAAAAAAACvk/HIhPzhnCNp8/s1600/3.jpg"><div align="left"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"></span> </div><div align="left"> </div></a></div></div></div></div></div>
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-10380750620445656412011-07-29T19:13:00.001-07:002011-07-29T19:13:56.272-07:00gone....Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-24512011955290445272011-07-29T11:24:00.000-07:002011-07-29T11:25:10.897-07:00SOLDUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-65443806748296093172011-07-28T13:50:00.000-07:002011-07-28T20:26:45.624-07:00Oh Sad Day<div><div>The emphasis people can put on things amazes me, especially when I'm the person. Instead of the thing itself being so important, I just have to be thankful!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>The Jeep is on the 'for sale' postings. How can a vehicle hold so many fond memories?</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>My parents' old Ford broke down at Castle Rock, CO. The Monarch had deep seats, allowing a child no vision other than parents, the night stars on long trips, power lines, and raindrops shining in the street lights some nights. I was so small in that car. I remember how immediately tall I felt as a 9-yr-old girl in the new Jeep Cherokee, looking out the windows and DOWN or across at other cars. Dad and Mom purchased the Jeep there in Castle Rock, used. It had been returned by a woman who didn't like the grease the tire rack deposited on her skirt when she unlatched it, so it had very few miles.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Memories from the Jeep are plentiful! We spent hours in the Jeep on multiple moves, our only dog riding in the back. One time we were bringing our dog Lacy home from the groomers and her big blue bow caught on the door handle, opening the door, as we turned. She was nearly lost.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>We sprawled<span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"> </span>on the top of the Jeep some nights, Dad having drug us out of bed to witness special celestial events. </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>We took the Jeep 4-wheeling to Middle Fork Lake on Mt. Wheeler, a strain on both Dad, the driver, as well as the vehicle. I had bought in Red River a whistle that inserts into the tailpipe as a joke. He pushed and banged up the Jeep so much on the drive up there, it was VERY funny to put that whistle in for the drive back down. What had he done to cause such a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">shriek</span>!? He'd stop the Jeep, check under the hood, start it back up, stop it.... </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">remember</span> when moments with Mom became strained, we'd often just leave town and take a drive. The conversations in those miles were priceless. I also remember her teaching me to drive in the Jeep, starting off in a dollar-theater parking lot with snow blowing and geese standing around watching the show. Once we ventured onto the real roads, she bravely sat white-knuckled while coaching me through small town traffic.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>I remember her and I taking a trip to Colorado from Kansas with our dog and lots of tools to fix up her and Dad's rental house. It had been sadly maintained. We repaired tiles in the bathroom, painted the entire inside, groomed the yard, replaced the garbage disposal, fixed shingles on the roof, holes in the walls.... I was amazed with her ability to learn and fix most anything. On the trip home we were caught in a storm with low, dark clouds in an eerie light that began to swirl over our heads. We watched many funnels swirl around us as we sped into the next small town to find shelter. We sat in McDonald's parking lot, watching the sky and lightening. That same trip, the Jeep overheated and the engine fried. We stayed there some time, waiting for a shop to replace it before Dad came and got us. Long trip! But we made it an adventure worth remembering fondly.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Driving it in Albuquerque on loan from Dad as I went to school was an honor. I felt <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">privileged</span> to be in such a 'cool' car. I had fun driving my friend Scott and his buddies around sometimes, sure that it was impressive to them. I thrilled to take off across the state on my own some weekends, camera around my neck, to the mountains, through the reservations, and to the Indian ruins.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>It is one of the most generous gifts from Dad. After getting married, he gave it to us. It was our backup car, our storage unit when we lived in an apartment, and then a car to take my boys in to chase down hot-air balloons.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Honestly, I think our driving it embarrasses some as they see our family climbing in and out of the tired vehicle. If only they knew what an amazing adventure it has taken me on.... I'm beyond grateful.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-67137767631886702612011-07-25T20:55:00.000-07:002011-07-25T21:18:15.358-07:00HilariousnessThis day has been amusing! No pictures though, I'm sad to say.<br /><br />Fun things the boys have been saying or doing abound.<br /><br />Trey, when he hurts his finger or knee or whatever, but only if it's a scrape or cut to his epidermis, will say, "I hurt my skin!" <br /><br />He'll threaten in silliness to pinch me or something like it. I'll tell him, "No thanks! Pinch yourself!" So he'll try and then say, "I pinch my own self."<br /><br />Tonight, I had him sitting on the counter as I cooked. After sqeezing a lemon for a marinade, I offered him the bowl of remaining juice. He drunk a good amount down and exclaimed, "Spicy, mmmm." and then finished it. He then got the rind, dipped it in a small bowl of honey one of the other boys decided to fill, and chewed on it for some time. He'll probably stay healthy that way, chewing on lemons and honey!<br /><br />Ranne went to his first day of swimming, though it's the second round of lessons for him. The first round was very young for him so this is much better. He marched right to his corner of the pool, though he was too shy to ask which class he was to go to, and got in. Once getting in the water and meeting his teacher, he grinned ear-to-ear the whole time. He was so excited he went back and forth their little area over and over, splashing around and spitting water like a fountain. He did very well to give his best effort for the teacher, calming down and trying to do the specific instruction after his crazy, big first try. He was hilarious to watch! <br /><br />Scott took care of Toby and Trey for me today, which was really fun since I could watch without distraction. Tomorrow all the boys will be there. It'll be good for Ranne's little brothers to see him trying so hard. Hopefully they will want to work toward swimming themselves. Trey's been asking to swim but I just can't go into the pool without the compression hose at this point. Very sad. Next summer, Lord willing, things will be different.<br /><br />We also met a good friend at the park with her two children. Toby did amazing. He usually plays to himself and then fusses at everyone for leaving him out. This time, he stuck with the group and played hard. He's been super cuddly too. I think the baby's coming is causing him the most hesitation. <br /><br />He did decide to show off his spitting projection ability right as we were leaving, and did so next to and on my friend's very lovely shoes. We had a sit down talk right there about where boys may and may not spit. Ranne's had the talk but it's been some time. I forget who's come along since those important etiquette discussions. Oh my!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-78521091944348500442011-07-15T13:32:00.000-07:002011-07-15T13:34:28.718-07:00Don't Miss ItTrey's "What I Like About You" post was posted as older than the posting right before this one since I began it a couple days ago but only just finished. Sweet guy....Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-58682544759400924822011-07-14T20:52:00.000-07:002011-07-14T21:26:52.104-07:00Lost in Summer NightsWow. What a night. We joined Dad, Brenda, brother Brendan and most of his family (missing 'little one' sadly) for Summer Nights at the local botanical gardens. It was fun music, pretty gardens, trains, hoola hoops, glow rings, happy kids.... The children all did so well and it was nice to just be with family. <br /><br />Sadly Scott was working, but it sounds like his night is still going great at the Student Center. They are hosting a high school night for all the kids who were signed up to go to camp but had cancelations due to fire restrictions. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1ea6c0TaZw/Th-8q7e9BlI/AAAAAAAACus/lYmn83G71VM/s1600/SummerNights2011%2B029.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629425504944457298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1ea6c0TaZw/Th-8q7e9BlI/AAAAAAAACus/lYmn83G71VM/s400/SummerNights2011%2B029.JPG" /></a><br />Trey found a cuddler to hold him. Nana and he had a nice time, I'm thinkin'.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X3UCZC9xC9U/Th-8qgbawGI/AAAAAAAACuk/B5uPFL5yDMk/s1600/SummerNights2011%2B028.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629425497681870946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X3UCZC9xC9U/Th-8qgbawGI/AAAAAAAACuk/B5uPFL5yDMk/s400/SummerNights2011%2B028.JPG" /></a><br />My Toby, goofing off for your benefit.<br /><br /><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RBSBS9qLPXw/Th-8qWe4V3I/AAAAAAAACuc/ZKstX1h3-Ow/s1600/SummerNights2011%2B019.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629425495012038514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RBSBS9qLPXw/Th-8qWe4V3I/AAAAAAAACuc/ZKstX1h3-Ow/s400/SummerNights2011%2B019.JPG" /></a></div><div>Enjoying the train display.</div><div><br /> </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gMvuQ8LIKg/Th-8HCyt16I/AAAAAAAACuU/plApD1OfvFk/s1600/SummerNights2011%2B015.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629424888431105954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_gMvuQ8LIKg/Th-8HCyt16I/AAAAAAAACuU/plApD1OfvFk/s400/SummerNights2011%2B015.JPG" /></a></div><div>He's my only one to really try the hip action with the hoola.</div><div><br /> </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gqBM5C34zLo/Th-8G_sCapI/AAAAAAAACuM/_dVfQMv7r5E/s1600/SummerNights2011%2B012.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629424887597787794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gqBM5C34zLo/Th-8G_sCapI/AAAAAAAACuM/_dVfQMv7r5E/s400/SummerNights2011%2B012.JPG" /></a></div><div>Enjoying the music, clouds and cool breeze. He always knows how to enjoy a good moment, or make it good.</div><div><br /> </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Nymsf-R6Yw/Th-8GgBsfyI/AAAAAAAACuE/sgugbkboJ3M/s1600/SummerNights2011%2B011.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629424879098691362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Nymsf-R6Yw/Th-8GgBsfyI/AAAAAAAACuE/sgugbkboJ3M/s400/SummerNights2011%2B011.JPG" /></a></div><div>So glad to have these two here!</div><div><br /> </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GjroZcu4-zI/Th-8FxT5cyI/AAAAAAAACt8/AvBKZAEopgg/s1600/SummerNights2011%2B010.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629424866558571298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GjroZcu4-zI/Th-8FxT5cyI/AAAAAAAACt8/AvBKZAEopgg/s400/SummerNights2011%2B010.JPG" /></a></div><div>Wonderful two.</div><div><br /> </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6kEdrKxa9Q/Th-8FsDhNwI/AAAAAAAACt0/Zff2pbL-qYw/s1600/SummerNights2011%2B002.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629424865147696898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6kEdrKxa9Q/Th-8FsDhNwI/AAAAAAAACt0/Zff2pbL-qYw/s400/SummerNights2011%2B002.JPG" /></a></div><div>Sharing their cherries! Summer is good!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>So, as you can see it was a good night. We did have a very hard point. The boys were doing awesome, staying together for the most part. Looking at trains, Ranne would get ahead. We got that taken care of by a conversation. </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>When taking the boys to the bathroom, however, on the way back to the picnic/music area, despite encouraging and watching everyone to keep us close to one another, I lost Toby. After just leaning down to talk to Ranne, I realized Toby was nowhere to be seen. I ran a few places and couldn't see him so took the boys back to Brendan. Sarah watched Ranne and Trey while he and I went to find him. I finally spotted him. He made it out of the main gardens and into the courtyard leading to the parking lot. There was a security guard by the gate and I pray he would have stopped Toby if he'd tried to leave, but Toby was definitely headed that direction. He was probably afraid we had left so went to look for the car. There were fences all around the outside of the park as well, but with the crowd and all....</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>What a terrible, terrible feeling. I grabbed him and hugged him. He seemed afraid, but most likely it stemmed from my reaction and tears. He just said he couldn't find me and told me quietly to stop fussing. Sigh. Please never again. I'm so grateful for Brendan and Sarah's help. I know Papa and Nana knew and were looking too. Thank you! Thank you, Lord, for helping us find him. </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>I'm tired! <br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-3743459936909962002011-07-14T11:18:00.000-07:002011-07-15T13:29:47.154-07:00...What I Like About You...<div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uG2wkkT4YCA/Th8ziSUXb5I/AAAAAAAACts/4xeTR7ka5P0/s1600/July%2B11%2B022.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629274723362238354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uG2wkkT4YCA/Th8ziSUXb5I/AAAAAAAACts/4xeTR7ka5P0/s400/July%2B11%2B022.JPG" /></a></div><ol><li>your funny faces.</li><li>the way you fling yourself through the house without fear of corners, doors, walls, or any <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">obstacle</span>, using your outstretched arms as bumpers.</li><li>that you stop what you're saying to listen to others, asking them, "What?" when you didn't catch the first part of their comment.</li><li>that you sing all day.</li><li>that you like to visit and love on people with such focus.</li><li>that you always know where you put things.</li><li>the way you'll try to say any word thrown at you.</li><li>that you like to hug and talk to your sister.</li><li>the way you can't hold up to fingers to show your age and the way you tell everyone you're two when they ask, "How are you?" or "What is your name?". </li><li>that you pick me flowers and tell me, "I love you too" after I give you a hug.</li><li>that you like to be included in all activity.</li><li>that you look like your dad.</li><li>the way you yell at birds to be quiet, the moon to go down, and dogs to stop barking and seem <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">truly</span> surprised when they don't.</li><li>your little crooked teeth.</li><li>your abundant gratitude in your prayers.</li><li>your <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">excitement</span> to talk with Papa over <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Skype</span>.</li><li>the way I find you on <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">counter tops</span> and other high places. You don't even consider that you can't do something.</li><li>the way you like to help with chores like laundry.</li><li>how well you listen to books and make smart comments about the story.</li><li>your cheerfulness.</li></ol>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-69343675382489668912011-07-12T20:30:00.000-07:002011-07-14T12:28:27.688-07:00...What I Like About You...<div align="center">Bolt, I love you...</div><div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EatlRZN8rhE/Th0Re0xN5fI/AAAAAAAACtk/glQ3saHagpM/s1600/pontiac%2Band%2Brandom%2B172.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628674330541811186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EatlRZN8rhE/Th0Re0xN5fI/AAAAAAAACtk/glQ3saHagpM/s400/pontiac%2Band%2Brandom%2B172.JPG" /></a><br /></div><ol><li>Your hyper giggles.</li><li>Your cuddly nature.</li><li>The way you don't care about what people think of you.</li><li>The way you love others by being helpful.</li><li>The way you'll do the dirty work when it needs done without a second thought, like cleaning out the potty chair for your bro when no one has asked.</li><li>Your wiggly self.</li><li>The way you run around with at least one hand holding up your pants and it doesn't seem to bother you.</li><li>The way you're so passionate about what you really, really want.</li><li>The way you usually don't care.</li><li>The way you don't leave things unfinished.</li><li>The way you're in space...what are you thinking anyway?</li><li>The way you watch out for your family.</li><li>The way you seem so little but are tougher than tough.</li><li>The way you guzzle hot chocolate.</li><li>The way you take time to find your little brother's favorite stuffed animals.</li><li>The way you're so naturally funny.</li><li>Your mischievous twinkling eyes.</li><li>The way you call your brothers higher by calling them Superboy and SuperBaby, even when you're frustrated by them.</li><li>The way you breathe like Darth Vader because you don't like to blow your nose.</li><li>Your truly forgiving nature.</li></ol>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-18554146434660554422011-07-12T20:04:00.000-07:002011-07-16T10:17:14.947-07:00...What I Like About You...<div><p align="center">SuperBoy Ranne. I love you....</p><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qoZbxeYY5bQ/TiHHKxPFBgI/AAAAAAAACu0/gPuAC-GLm4c/s1600/SummerNights2011%2B014.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629999997019031042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qoZbxeYY5bQ/TiHHKxPFBgI/AAAAAAAACu0/gPuAC-GLm4c/s400/SummerNights2011%2B014.JPG" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GJjlzzLTR4Y/Th0Lf6zl28I/AAAAAAAACtc/AiYH9Kj-NtY/s1600/pontiac%2Band%2Brandom%2B194.JPG"></a><ol><li><div align="left">That you'll make silly faces in the blood lab with the camera and me to kill an unexpected hour with two brothers and no toys or books.</div></li><li><div align="left">That you act ridiculous in the car wash to help your brother cope with his insane fear.</div></li><li><div align="left">That you talk to your sister and pat on her already, before she's even born.</div></li><li>That you want to be good at whatever you're doing.</li><li>The way you're interested in everything!</li><li>The way you desire good things.</li><li>That you hold the door open and unlock the car.</li><li>That you try to fix your battery-powered toothbrush on your own.</li><li>The way you feel so deeply.</li><li>The way you're so brave to go new places and meet new people.</li><li>Your loud singing.</li><li>Your prayers of length and sincerity.</li><li>The way you laugh riotously when you're really tickled about something.</li><li>The way you nurture when someone is sick, bringing snacks and drinks, drawings, blankets.... </li><li>Your desire to please.</li><li>Your joy and delight in the unexpected moment.</li><li>The ways you are like your dad.</li><li>The way you like to be strong and help.</li><li>The pleasure you take in people.</li><li>Your amazing ability to understand big ideas and complicated motives</li></ol><p>There's more!</p></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-4383324193627764522011-07-12T12:33:00.000-07:002011-07-12T13:27:06.381-07:00Johnson's Visit, Part 1<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PLbTy0rOxpg/ThyooTzEpeI/AAAAAAAACtU/Z3cJrXQmnLk/s1600/July%2BJohns%2Bvisit%2B1%2B014.JPG"></a><p align="center"> </p><p align="center">The boys had a fun little time in the sprinkler before bed.</p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyWpMH9OXUtk-xXR6smwqKflFTUNeg8lTGHQtIdlCs0EPzil2ViEu39Gh1Dt4i6Vs4Ucsl4t18JfumY1ohoWA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><br />We had a nice dinner with the Johnsons and Fisher ladies. Very, very nice Saturday. Thank you everyone for coming!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4HktP3cbrF4/ThyooO0pDsI/AAAAAAAACtM/IBD1ztLQIKM/s1600/July%2BJohns%2Bvisit%2B1%2B014.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628559043433402050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4HktP3cbrF4/ThyooO0pDsI/AAAAAAAACtM/IBD1ztLQIKM/s400/July%2BJohns%2Bvisit%2B1%2B014.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5D5lNbFU0b4/ThyonyMhuCI/AAAAAAAACtE/UXvpD8LeRG8/s1600/July%2BJohns%2Bvisit%2B1%2B013.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628559035748956194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5D5lNbFU0b4/ThyonyMhuCI/AAAAAAAACtE/UXvpD8LeRG8/s400/July%2BJohns%2Bvisit%2B1%2B013.JPG" /></a><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div align="center"> Mini-Golf with the Johnsons!</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-24w11fMgY1I/ThymHqc-QsI/AAAAAAAACs8/Wufkn_IX9Ow/s1600/July%2BJohns%2Bvisit%2B1%2B004.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628556284891382466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-24w11fMgY1I/ThymHqc-QsI/AAAAAAAACs8/Wufkn_IX9Ow/s400/July%2BJohns%2Bvisit%2B1%2B004.JPG" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KiXD07uSLbY/ThylXYc9oWI/AAAAAAAACs0/FlPNujwO-g8/s1600/July%2BJohns%2Bvisit%2B1%2B010.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628555455425782114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KiXD07uSLbY/ThylXYc9oWI/AAAAAAAACs0/FlPNujwO-g8/s400/July%2BJohns%2Bvisit%2B1%2B010.JPG" /></a></div><div>Dad and Brenda watching the craziness. Brendan and sweet daughter #1. She's getting putting lessons.</div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-njHpdR9uG3A/ThylXCc0-gI/AAAAAAAACss/SYvCTalt9yc/s1600/July%2BJohns%2Bvisit%2B1%2B009.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628555449519634946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-njHpdR9uG3A/ThylXCc0-gI/AAAAAAAACss/SYvCTalt9yc/s400/July%2BJohns%2Bvisit%2B1%2B009.JPG" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NGPVhhCiKdE/ThylWzptiZI/AAAAAAAACsk/GIiKq-yey5Q/s1600/July%2BJohns%2Bvisit%2B1%2B007.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628555445547141522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NGPVhhCiKdE/ThylWzptiZI/AAAAAAAACsk/GIiKq-yey5Q/s400/July%2BJohns%2Bvisit%2B1%2B007.JPG" /></a></div><div>Here's sweet Trey and his cousin. Sweet babes. Trey shoveled his ball quite well the whole way through. I was really suprised with how well he stuck with the game and kept track of ball and club.<br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4TgXTv86cuE/ThylWi6iN5I/AAAAAAAACsc/i6AUAbmmQjs/s1600/July%2BJohns%2Bvisit%2B1%2B003.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628555441054300050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4TgXTv86cuE/ThylWi6iN5I/AAAAAAAACsc/i6AUAbmmQjs/s400/July%2BJohns%2Bvisit%2B1%2B003.JPG" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zVexHYW0Qf0/ThylWNAMlaI/AAAAAAAACsU/GWET55gzFJg/s1600/July%2BJohns%2Bvisit%2B1%2B001.JPG"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628555435172468130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zVexHYW0Qf0/ThylWNAMlaI/AAAAAAAACsU/GWET55gzFJg/s400/July%2BJohns%2Bvisit%2B1%2B001.JPG" /></a></div><div>Aunt Sarah and girls. Toby's expression makes me smile.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Thank you Brendan and Sarah for the idea and invitation!</div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-73585283537985713492011-07-05T20:04:00.000-07:002011-07-06T16:09:08.412-07:00Summer Fun<div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><div><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz1oE08MBAP3rWxshebuZU7Jk7esMM4CcWxWmleVayVONAPkMXbb7RwSszwjODw48JlnMRczZmjF8lVSUxyjQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center">The kiddos chanted "TNT" while waiting for the next firework to be lit by the dads. Very funny.</p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cgvlDOyTlHo/ThPWSX66ORI/AAAAAAAACrU/JIwteWxkZ8Q/s1600/July%2B11%2B081.JPG"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626075970662971666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cgvlDOyTlHo/ThPWSX66ORI/AAAAAAAACrU/JIwteWxkZ8Q/s400/July%2B11%2B081.JPG" /></a><div align="center"><strong><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Fourth of July</span></strong></div><div align="center">At the Smolenski Home:</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">The boys were much more brave this year with the firecrackers than usual. Perhaps because there was such a mob of children and parents present? Today, the day after, Toby was bragging to Ranne, "I lit a roach on fire with my sparkler Ranne, your favorite bug: a roach." Ranne said, "Well I don't care if you lit it on fire, as long as you didn't kill it." Scott is sure the bug incident never really happened.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div><div align="center">Friends and Family:<div> </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IiiTvWvV-V8/ThPUA5mrBBI/AAAAAAAACq0/aTRqEi8Q2b0/s1600/July%2B11%2B058.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626073471443993618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IiiTvWvV-V8/ThPUA5mrBBI/AAAAAAAACq0/aTRqEi8Q2b0/s400/July%2B11%2B058.JPG" /></a></div><div> <img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626367265154359842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6qxXmE9oOek/ThTfN8dpYiI/AAAAAAAACsM/aIN9EvFuCVY/s400/July%2B11%2B072.JPG" /></div><div> </div><div> <img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626364138049138002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3ncCATQF5Mw/ThTcX7FqbVI/AAAAAAAACrc/3XAFPhxjbOs/s400/July%2B11%2B074.JPG" /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>The Poser:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i042ZZvelcc/ThPUAce1EXI/AAAAAAAACqs/Oyb3SsO3WZ4/s1600/July%2B11%2B063.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626073463626469746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i042ZZvelcc/ThPUAce1EXI/AAAAAAAACqs/Oyb3SsO3WZ4/s400/July%2B11%2B063.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--HMW5VCHYfc/ThPT_osYMxI/AAAAAAAACqc/7kYWt8yC1Bs/s1600/July%2B11%2B053.JPG">Minute to Win It:<img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626073449724654354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--HMW5VCHYfc/ThPT_osYMxI/AAAAAAAACqc/7kYWt8yC1Bs/s400/July%2B11%2B053.JPG" /></a></div><div> <iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz15KUFiwr9mcT5a4BPIIWjoJ9J6IRQ5IReMeCOXYYf7RiCrspGrDpMk9t5KzsQDDFrj5Wo6ziRPrLvzz7pjA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxcpEvDHDVYITK6tHVepNoBrA2rYEvHkCAWA2SdMJw-Ce_7JRtWVNnsaPwv2nyIzS4TxuMoul4fRGn4skbkzg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v1Uo1JUeBwI/ThPT_VXPs8I/AAAAAAAACqU/VaECxBBk7kc/s1600/July%2B11%2B047.JPG">2nd of July in Belen with the Paffords:</a></div><div> <img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626365164802844034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J_FZEM0MbJ0/ThTdTsC0pYI/AAAAAAAACsE/D9upEp7jzCQ/s400/July%2B11%2B050.JPG" /></div><div>Yum! Italian Ice! </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626365145041722578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P4z-BRlSAEU/ThTdSibZ3NI/AAAAAAAACr0/buMkHXurOMs/s400/July%2B11%2B047.JPG" /></div><div>Sweeeeet girl. She and Trey are a week apart in age. </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626365153547133650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LPcySa5DjVo/ThTdTCHQItI/AAAAAAAACr8/IGGZgjXuzIg/s400/July%2B11%2B048.JPG" /></div><div> </div><div><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626364515347734770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6qQpXD2DEH0/ThTct4oqIPI/AAAAAAAACrs/rEVa_7HoRXQ/s400/July%2B11%2B046.JPG" /><div><br /><div>Reading Ranne's First Bible </div><div>Superhero edition:<img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626070425712360562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oPew5jVlw58/ThPRPnXqfHI/AAAAAAAACpk/fMeITd--foI/s400/July%2B11%2B002.JPG" />We were never motivated to buy a bible for the kids until reading began. He made it through Kindergarten in super ways and is beginning to read so this is his 'yay, good job' gift.<br /><div> </div><div> </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-asjmSFycGPA/ThPRPDjHVzI/AAAAAAAACpc/rYmlgjAeLoE/s1600/July%2B11%2B013.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626070416096712498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-asjmSFycGPA/ThPRPDjHVzI/AAAAAAAACpc/rYmlgjAeLoE/s400/July%2B11%2B013.JPG" /></a>An awesome smiler<br /><div> </div><div> </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ETLV9z6viHc/ThPROt5dnUI/AAAAAAAACpU/qIQZJ2ERYJU/s1600/July%2B11%2B014.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626070410284866882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ETLV9z6viHc/ThPROt5dnUI/AAAAAAAACpU/qIQZJ2ERYJU/s400/July%2B11%2B014.JPG" /></a>Toby pretending to be an Angler Fish<br /><div> </div><div> </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HtOb6JmjHKA/ThPRN4FwR3I/AAAAAAAACpM/YPONJH_ejnc/s1600/July%2B11%2B017.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626070395840907122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HtOb6JmjHKA/ThPRN4FwR3I/AAAAAAAACpM/YPONJH_ejnc/s400/July%2B11%2B017.JPG" /></a>This was perhaps the best week we've had in a long while. The boys did GREAT, without a fight. FUN, FUN, FUN!<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZqfjT9IUDg/ThPRNn-J0NI/AAAAAAAACpE/IbRIQ4-YEzw/s1600/July%2B11%2B020.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626070391514058962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZqfjT9IUDg/ThPRNn-J0NI/AAAAAAAACpE/IbRIQ4-YEzw/s400/July%2B11%2B020.JPG" /><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626072320680293906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUUaFJn5ZDw/ThPS96rOdhI/AAAAAAAACqE/Wsp11ivo1ow/s400/July%2B11%2B032.JPG" /><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626072302417546834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NRq4OQdfh74/ThPS82pDDlI/AAAAAAAACp8/UJFFI1Ytw84/s400/July%2B11%2B038.JPG" /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxxT6uCAFRkFTgbfaRRyoJViEsUqNn6rXEMfY21oAT1O1x0FFOctM55sBidFWL2pcOFELzXn9fp1qUDjtBGfw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></a><br /></div><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-90614964460884497742011-06-30T19:39:00.000-07:002011-06-30T20:29:40.241-07:00Seriously?We just tried to read this night out of a book by Barbara Park. It centers on a kindergartner named Junie B. Jones. My reaction to the book: SERIOUSLY? Even Ranne became wide-eyed when he heard her treatment of adults in the book and her whinning. Nice.<br /><br />Aside from that, Trey is sick today. I put him to bed last night with a fever of 99.0 that developed on our drive home from bible classes. He woke at that temperature but it is now 102 with Tylenol. Lord willing it's a quick passing ordeal. He has no other symptoms other than not being hungry. I asked him, "Where did you get this bug?" He just said, "It was on my shoulder." He's been sleeping or slowly creeping through the house while wearing a greet hat, diaper and nightshirt. Very pitiful.<br /><br />Ranne and Toby have been playing very well together this last week. Only today does it seem to be getting old. We need to get out and about, I think. Too much down time. I'm actually all caught up around here.<br /><br />We're fairly certain camp sessions will all be closed this year due to fire danger and restrictions. The large burning outside of Los Alamos labs began five miles from the camp facilities. Unless a miracle occurs, Scott will not be able to teach this year. Everyone is praying it's God's will for it to open so we won't be surprise, though VERY pleased, if it does rain and camp is able to be held for the highschoolers, as well as other age brackets.<br /><br />Baby seems to be doing well. She's violent at times. We are to have an ultrasound on Wednesday, our anniversary, to check out her progress. That should be a fun experience, if I can find a sitter so Scott can go.<br /><br />Scott submitted plans to the city of Albuquerque today, the deadline, to change zoning and build an addition onto the Student Center. It is quite a feat to consider. The design that he and Garrett schemed up with the architect fits with all the neighborhood's goals, personality in design, and requirements. The addition is a second story, which the building was designed for years ago, so will take no additional property. Prayers for that to proceed without hangups would be appreciated. It would provide considerable funds for the facility so donations could be focused on outreach, at least more than building bills and upkeep. It would also provide a safe and affordable solution for housing to ministry students.<br /><br />Brendan generously drew-up what the building would look like if built so it could be shown to the architects and others. The businesses who saw the drawings were very impressed with his talent. That was fun to hear!<br /><br />Dad and Brenda are coming for a week or more beginning on the 8th. We're looking forward to that! Hopefully I remember to get out the camera and actually take some pictures! Remind me!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318589454997844075.post-28479206512107085362011-06-21T19:41:00.000-07:002011-06-21T19:42:50.511-07:00Funny Friends<img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 122px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620868789736944898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1fmM60n8ovc/TgFWYjVZtQI/AAAAAAAACo8/RMLiwSZKDPE/s400/june202011%2B013b.jpg" />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0