tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47938750307384018342024-03-13T07:32:51.737-07:00Outnumbered and Love ItDawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.comBlogger98125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-61891731177879190912011-10-31T18:19:00.000-07:002011-10-31T18:19:59.561-07:00Boo to You...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VAtaEhRP0sw/Tq9IbGigrcI/AAAAAAAABL8/NbLXgvXSTSg/s1600/309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VAtaEhRP0sw/Tq9IbGigrcI/AAAAAAAABL8/NbLXgvXSTSg/s320/309.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div align="center">A full night with very full buckets. We've hit fall festivals, carved our pumpkin and are loving our fall weather. Madalyn and Mason will race through their candy and Mackenzie will still be enjoying hers well into the new year to which they will say, "it's not fair". Happy Halloween.....</div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-6696296028998342522011-08-15T07:28:00.000-07:002011-08-15T07:28:55.530-07:00New Year, New School....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LR91-_WtocM/TkkqftXElCI/AAAAAAAABLs/H_EdQJrKo6U/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LR91-_WtocM/TkkqftXElCI/AAAAAAAABLs/H_EdQJrKo6U/s320/037.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> 3rd and 1st grade already? There was mostly excitement this morning mixed in with a little nervousness as they got ready and we headed out. Matt and I both took them today and he usually misses out. We transferred them to a new school this year. Their previous school was dropping in performance so we moved them. It was a tough decision but we feel good about it. I was expecting a lot more kick back from Madalyn but she really didn't protest which tells me that she intuitively knows this is a good decision. One of Mackenzie's friends transferred as well and they are even in the same class.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JxdMVi6l6Pw/Tkkq7kU4QNI/AAAAAAAABLw/cOlrnLpbVt4/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JxdMVi6l6Pw/Tkkq7kU4QNI/AAAAAAAABLw/cOlrnLpbVt4/s320/034.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Her shirt says, "Girls can change the world". And she loves her new high tops!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8-R3HaDBn1Y/TkkrXZwJdBI/AAAAAAAABL0/nwrEC_Xa-gk/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8-R3HaDBn1Y/TkkrXZwJdBI/AAAAAAAABL0/nwrEC_Xa-gk/s320/036.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Kenzie cute as ever!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fP2coihKOdY/Tkkrx-QOi5I/AAAAAAAABL4/VRuYrLhEnWE/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fP2coihKOdY/Tkkrx-QOi5I/AAAAAAAABL4/VRuYrLhEnWE/s320/042.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div align="center">Mama and her girls. Hope your first days are good as well!</div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-76546127166597873362011-04-25T09:12:00.000-07:002011-04-25T09:12:46.209-07:00Gators....not the team, the chomping kind....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jT6IO1S-1Rc/TbWSLoKnKQI/AAAAAAAABKk/f323V89ovfY/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jT6IO1S-1Rc/TbWSLoKnKQI/AAAAAAAABKk/f323V89ovfY/s320/006.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> It was the last day of Spring Break and I wanted to do something fun with the kids. We decided on Gatorland. Somehow we were able spend the whole day there even though its pretty small. We took our time and saw everything. We had a fun day....</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-saVhQF2bPpI/TbWSmfqpDKI/AAAAAAAABKo/lR9ddmoMPa4/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-saVhQF2bPpI/TbWSmfqpDKI/AAAAAAAABKo/lR9ddmoMPa4/s320/009.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is what they call the Gator Jumparoo. Basically, they string raw chicken over the water to get the gators to "jump" up and catch it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUjfCuFZiZg/TbWTJwCwmrI/AAAAAAAABKs/KTz06zCU7es/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUjfCuFZiZg/TbWTJwCwmrI/AAAAAAAABKs/KTz06zCU7es/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Waiting for our train ride...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I75eTbcRoiA/TbWTknENGSI/AAAAAAAABKw/swcE2cF04KM/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I75eTbcRoiA/TbWTknENGSI/AAAAAAAABKw/swcE2cF04KM/s320/021.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-312nsVbi3zc/TbWT82KKKBI/AAAAAAAABK0/y0lkUwr_6ic/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-312nsVbi3zc/TbWT82KKKBI/AAAAAAAABK0/y0lkUwr_6ic/s320/026.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xzAb_f4K10w/TbWUaUfYreI/AAAAAAAABK4/jLZ1ILMuuf8/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xzAb_f4K10w/TbWUaUfYreI/AAAAAAAABK4/jLZ1ILMuuf8/s320/030.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Besides gators, there are a lot of birds, farm animals and lots of reptiles. Look at this baby crane, isn't she a cutie with all her fuzz?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4wiajqLPEnw/TbWU12g7egI/AAAAAAAABK8/RMtTj7Kkqxs/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4wiajqLPEnw/TbWU12g7egI/AAAAAAAABK8/RMtTj7Kkqxs/s320/040.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> And this would be what they call the "Gator Wrestling Show". No, they don't really get in there and roll around with them but they do a few tricks. Here, the guy is basically holding the head shut and back with just his chin. Crazy, really.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6dqz0tlDolU/TbWVQcB_47I/AAAAAAAABLA/P3ErhiqrwOM/s1600/043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6dqz0tlDolU/TbWVQcB_47I/AAAAAAAABLA/P3ErhiqrwOM/s320/043.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Ok, so I decided to supplement the snacks I brought from home with some gator tail. But I wasn't exactly forthcoming about that and I didn't say anything till we were done. Mackenzie guessed it right away while Madalyn thought it was chicken.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-afoF5L0z7mM/TbWVl7dWd0I/AAAAAAAABLE/HnviKMa4MQ0/s1600/044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-afoF5L0z7mM/TbWVl7dWd0I/AAAAAAAABLE/HnviKMa4MQ0/s320/044.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> And this was her reaction to the news....grossed out. I have to say I was cracking up.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSoaD8jLedc/TbWV-_GJVYI/AAAAAAAABLI/T0_5CKAAam4/s1600/049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSoaD8jLedc/TbWV-_GJVYI/AAAAAAAABLI/T0_5CKAAam4/s320/049.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DCzIw8FkXVw/TbWWWjeLMjI/AAAAAAAABLM/hO-d_WnQOh4/s1600/054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DCzIw8FkXVw/TbWWWjeLMjI/AAAAAAAABLM/hO-d_WnQOh4/s320/054.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> This white goat was quite aggressive and stole Mason's food all in one bite but the staff gave him another cone full (they put the pellets in ice cream cones which they can eat as well).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yJHPLX0tSzk/TbWWvc-ejkI/AAAAAAAABLQ/SkWqNccSJ3Q/s1600/059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yJHPLX0tSzk/TbWWvc-ejkI/AAAAAAAABLQ/SkWqNccSJ3Q/s320/059.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Madalyn is much more tentative about feeding such things as this. She is completely disgusted by slobber of any kind so after a couple of turns, she is done and happy to wash her hands and wait for us.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ogIQU_wXFGc/TbWXKW0mE6I/AAAAAAAABLU/8Wed1bzZOzA/s1600/060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ogIQU_wXFGc/TbWXKW0mE6I/AAAAAAAABLU/8Wed1bzZOzA/s320/060.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Kenz on the other hand has no fear and enjoys this quite a lot.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mco6IgJHqJM/TbWXetFeNgI/AAAAAAAABLY/rJoIaw6_hH8/s1600/068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mco6IgJHqJM/TbWXetFeNgI/AAAAAAAABLY/rJoIaw6_hH8/s320/068.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> I guess because birds are colorful and cute and they don't slobber, the bird feeding worked out well for her. This room is full of birds and can be a bit freaky because they land on you wherever they want to.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bZO6peujlUk/TbWXx3KI6iI/AAAAAAAABLc/HygvufHWmfk/s1600/071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bZO6peujlUk/TbWXx3KI6iI/AAAAAAAABLc/HygvufHWmfk/s320/071.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9PT-nzXw5dQ/TbWYIIeo-mI/AAAAAAAABLg/G0_i1ybcvms/s1600/077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9PT-nzXw5dQ/TbWYIIeo-mI/AAAAAAAABLg/G0_i1ybcvms/s320/077.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Mason got scared as they started landing on his shoulders and that was it for him. So I held the food and he watched.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rhYMYj4OcSs/TbWYnt7mb0I/AAAAAAAABLk/tv0I0s_I078/s1600/083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rhYMYj4OcSs/TbWYnt7mb0I/AAAAAAAABLk/tv0I0s_I078/s320/083.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> "Look at this big snake..."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CPP8q9uOaVg/TbWZEeIcHKI/AAAAAAAABLo/T22oZ1s-bis/s1600/113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CPP8q9uOaVg/TbWZEeIcHKI/AAAAAAAABLo/T22oZ1s-bis/s320/113.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After a full day, we were done and had a good time!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="center"></div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-7782991836700083142011-03-18T14:17:00.000-07:002011-03-18T14:17:58.727-07:00Darn Skates....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KhOSIBtwugA/TYPJteQrR7I/AAAAAAAABKc/vdMpl3vQim0/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KhOSIBtwugA/TYPJteQrR7I/AAAAAAAABKc/vdMpl3vQim0/s320/003.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Well we've had our first orthopedic "incident". I took the girls roller skating last night. It was Madalyn's second time but Mackenzie's first. She was all over the place. About an hour into our time, I stepped away to talk with another rmom and she pushed away from the wall and fell backwards. She braced her fall with her wrists. She and I called it a night and headed home. I took her to a pediatric urgent care and they told me she had a fracture in her wrist. So today, we headed to the orthopedic office where she got a cast...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-u9S2SIFggh0/TYPKH1ORDmI/AAAAAAAABKg/BK0kpx1QzQw/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-u9S2SIFggh0/TYPKH1ORDmI/AAAAAAAABKg/BK0kpx1QzQw/s320/002.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div align="center">She requested this gorgeous purple color. The color is about the only thing she has found worthy of excitement. She hurts but not too bad, nothing ibuprofen can't take care of. This accessory will be with her for the next three weeks. Oh and Madalyn is jealous and has asked me to buy her a sling.....</div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-82048151119680874432011-03-07T09:10:00.000-08:002011-03-07T09:10:16.001-08:00Strawberry Pickin'....<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="213" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-n0gHVWJiKN8/TXUCWf3yflI/AAAAAAAABJs/a5dfGfdWSn8/s320/281.JPG" width="320" /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">I went to the Strawberry Festival years and years ago but we've never gone as a family. Strawberries are a staple in our house. So we headed down to Plant City for some fair food, rides, and a flat of strawberries!</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Cz08T9-UguI/TXUCxZQ_AvI/AAAAAAAABJw/IB960_OzvZk/s1600/218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Cz08T9-UguI/TXUCxZQ_AvI/AAAAAAAABJw/IB960_OzvZk/s320/218.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Each of them could pick 3 rides and the girls ran for the "strawberry tilt a whirl" while Matt and Mason watched a lumberjack show (grunt, grunt).</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-aHEaOWj-ico/TXUDN5NU9JI/AAAAAAAABJ0/tdYa3IGLRUA/s1600/219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-aHEaOWj-ico/TXUDN5NU9JI/AAAAAAAABJ0/tdYa3IGLRUA/s320/219.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">They also chose to do a fun house that turned out to not be so fun. A room of mirrors and a big slide...lame. What happened to the big rolling tunnel you had to walk through and the moving floor or the shot of air that would come up when you weren't expecting it????</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HvXckfOA2pg/TXUDoJFtOwI/AAAAAAAABJ4/X5bn8F32tz8/s1600/223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HvXckfOA2pg/TXUDoJFtOwI/AAAAAAAABJ4/X5bn8F32tz8/s320/223.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Off to the swings. These make me nervous and I frequently refer to them as death swings but the kiddie version was just fine.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yIwDzJUGBOk/TXUD9oxhOMI/AAAAAAAABJ8/-LLTtK0qb8Y/s1600/231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yIwDzJUGBOk/TXUD9oxhOMI/AAAAAAAABJ8/-LLTtK0qb8Y/s320/231.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-osak5XVuFvQ/TXUESEOstzI/AAAAAAAABKA/5ahf_eoYWMM/s1600/233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-osak5XVuFvQ/TXUESEOstzI/AAAAAAAABKA/5ahf_eoYWMM/s320/233.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They will tell you by far, this was the best ride!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Q02EQDX-Bto/TXUEn5IWEVI/AAAAAAAABKE/NmiYLbUOF30/s1600/241.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Q02EQDX-Bto/TXUEn5IWEVI/AAAAAAAABKE/NmiYLbUOF30/s320/241.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Of course Mason chose the race cars to ride. Funny that he picked the Bud car since that's what we call him. And no, I don't know who the little blondie is next to him.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EeIUFhHoM2U/TXUE84plpvI/AAAAAAAABKI/j9H4bTqIo6M/s1600/259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EeIUFhHoM2U/TXUE84plpvI/AAAAAAAABKI/j9H4bTqIo6M/s320/259.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Then he picked the "dumbo" ride. When he realized his tickets were all gone, he then got mad because he hadn't chosen to ride the trucks. No more money, no more tickets...hard concept for a little guy! We moved on the strawberry shortcake and all was well again....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HJiSsBF5JNo/TXUFYJ9GKJI/AAAAAAAABKM/3CaqBsu0rK0/s1600/267.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HJiSsBF5JNo/TXUFYJ9GKJI/AAAAAAAABKM/3CaqBsu0rK0/s320/267.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-To4w2qXmWz8/TXUFvINk1ZI/AAAAAAAABKQ/oxjdnzYhckc/s1600/268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-To4w2qXmWz8/TXUFvINk1ZI/AAAAAAAABKQ/oxjdnzYhckc/s320/268.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-F_EsVPRqVaA/TXUGDepi5TI/AAAAAAAABKU/23eTBg9ewvc/s1600/269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-F_EsVPRqVaA/TXUGDepi5TI/AAAAAAAABKU/23eTBg9ewvc/s320/269.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We all scarfed it down and I forgot to take the "before" pic.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-KqGTSsW03XM/TXUGgLBneQI/AAAAAAAABKY/eBenZUEG_so/s1600/275.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-KqGTSsW03XM/TXUGgLBneQI/AAAAAAAABKY/eBenZUEG_so/s320/275.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Oh my....cowgirl has a look! One of the things the kids still love doing is going to all the vendors to get the free stuff. On this day, they got a Bluc Cross Blue Shield backpack bag thingy, a Geico pez dispenser, a car freshener, and these snappy cowboy hats....fun times.....</div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-50366845444062899132011-01-21T12:40:00.000-08:002011-01-21T12:42:11.485-08:00Christmas 2010...Better late than never I suppose...<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoKN0f6wpI/AAAAAAAABJY/hdaD-10DDuc/s1600/Christmas+2010+083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoKsUIArmI/AAAAAAAABJc/RVYbLafynWU/s1600/Christmas+2010+086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoKsUIArmI/AAAAAAAABJc/RVYbLafynWU/s320/Christmas+2010+086.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We had a great Christmas. We stayed home this year and it was so nice. I loved being in our home. We typically rotate between my parents house, our house, and my brother and sister n law's house. With 3 kids, it is getting harder and harder to load us all up and we got to go to our home church for Christmas Eve service. Tim and Jen were here till Christmas Eve night so we all exchanged presents with them that night.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoG6PLOPqI/AAAAAAAABI8/2c6uq5adI5c/s1600/Christmas+2010+030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoG6PLOPqI/AAAAAAAABI8/2c6uq5adI5c/s320/Christmas+2010+030.JPG" width="213" /></a><img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoHlJTtFzI/AAAAAAAABJA/wRVZB1eKQa8/s320/Christmas+2010+036.JPG" width="213" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Madalyn thrilled with her first pair of "danglely earrings".</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoFg4boXII/AAAAAAAABIw/SnjRA-I84Ic/s1600/Christmas+2010+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoFg4boXII/AAAAAAAABIw/SnjRA-I84Ic/s320/Christmas+2010+008.JPG" width="213" /></a><img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoIDYqpvsI/AAAAAAAABJE/oWnq-2YUm1E/s320/Christmas+2010+065.JPG" width="320" /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">So Matt started this tradition with the kids several years ago. He takes them each to the Dollar Store and lets them pick out presents for all of us. He makes a little dad date out of it and they look forward to it every year. These are some pics with Tim and Jen showing their new treasures. You never know who will get what. There's been a rubber gorilla, a huge wood bead necklace, pot scrubbers, ceramic dolls, and santa hats. This year, Mason picked gas pills for Miss Martha, Jen's mom. I am confident she was thrilled.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoIdxOVf9I/AAAAAAAABJI/PrAmZIug4hk/s320/Christmas+2010+060.JPG" width="320" /><img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoI4jzoIzI/AAAAAAAABJM/9-nDw0VVsqU/s320/Christmas+2010+072.JPG" width="320" /></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoF-INrq2I/AAAAAAAABI0/6lQ0igd1KME/s1600/Christmas+2010+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoF-INrq2I/AAAAAAAABI0/6lQ0igd1KME/s320/Christmas+2010+017.JPG" width="213" /></a><img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoJ0fE_A_I/AAAAAAAABJU/A-Afh2wmNfw/s320/Christmas+2010+082.JPG" width="320" /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoGaPAG1vI/AAAAAAAABI4/3D0Wq3uoTfs/s1600/Christmas+2010+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoGaPAG1vI/AAAAAAAABI4/3D0Wq3uoTfs/s320/Christmas+2010+026.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Each of the kids got pillow pets from my parents</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoLCret_JI/AAAAAAAABJg/f39er9FPvQ0/s1600/Christmas+2010+101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoLCret_JI/AAAAAAAABJg/f39er9FPvQ0/s320/Christmas+2010+101.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
Kenzie asked Santa for a monkey sleeping bag and he obliged....<br />
<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoLb7fgb4I/AAAAAAAABJk/r3NQ1MaTfgw/s1600/Christmas+2010+130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoLb7fgb4I/AAAAAAAABJk/r3NQ1MaTfgw/s320/Christmas+2010+130.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">My sweet girl loves her dollies..</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoFFR1XqtI/AAAAAAAABIs/0RrU_Inxk5M/s1600/Christmas+2010+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoFFR1XqtI/AAAAAAAABIs/0RrU_Inxk5M/s320/Christmas+2010+018.JPG" width="212" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoJZuGZovI/AAAAAAAABJQ/cm9Y_av1ros/s1600/Christmas+2010+076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoJZuGZovI/AAAAAAAABJQ/cm9Y_av1ros/s320/Christmas+2010+076.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Mackenzie spreading reindeer food on the lawn....</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoKN0f6wpI/AAAAAAAABJY/hdaD-10DDuc/s1600/Christmas+2010+083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRoKN0f6wpI/AAAAAAAABJY/hdaD-10DDuc/s320/Christmas+2010+083.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">HO HO HO....</div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-55090488965781911822010-12-24T08:12:00.000-08:002010-12-24T08:18:39.927-08:00All I Want for Christmas....<p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRTHlI4BmWI/AAAAAAAABIg/ocZ-WMgZg1Y/s1600/114.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554283681306220898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TRTHlI4BmWI/AAAAAAAABIg/ocZ-WMgZg1Y/s320/114.JPG" /></a></p>IS MY TWO FRONT TEETH, MY TWO FRONT TEETH, MY TWO FRONT TEETH.......Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-2569455278145183012010-12-01T09:06:00.000-08:002010-12-01T09:13:19.262-08:00New Earrings Anyone?<p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TPaBTiEptOI/AAAAAAAABIY/6KWLXuEXP6k/s1600/293.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545762163717158114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TPaBTiEptOI/AAAAAAAABIY/6KWLXuEXP6k/s320/293.JPG" /></a></p>If you're struggling to find that perfect piece of jewelry to match your newest outfit, try these. These little lizards are cheap and easy to find. You don't have pierced ears? Oh no problem....these are clip ons....<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TPaBTY4eyuI/AAAAAAAABIQ/zGK6yum9QNc/s1600/294.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545762161250192098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TPaBTY4eyuI/AAAAAAAABIQ/zGK6yum9QNc/s320/294.JPG" /></a><br />Crazy Girl......Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-75139418528137805822010-11-22T08:29:00.001-08:002010-11-22T09:05:06.823-08:00Birthday Girls....<p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqe4gy8GcI/AAAAAAAABII/AXHvv-VMl9U/s1600/194.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542416985146268098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqe4gy8GcI/AAAAAAAABII/AXHvv-VMl9U/s320/194.JPG" /></a></p> Time seems to be getting away from me...how can my girlie girls be 6 and 8? We had some fun parties over the last month. Kenzie asked for a monkey party. What? How am I going to do a monkey party? It wasn't as hard as I thought thanks to Oriental Trading. It was a very cute monkey theme and I made monkey cupcakes that she loved. This was the first time she really seemed to enjoy the attention as evidenced in the picture below. On her actual birthday, we let her choose where she wanted to go to dinner. She picked Chuck E. Cheese. We gave in. This was the first time the kids had experienced it. She had a great time. We spent about $50 and she came home with tattoos, a ring and some vampire teeth but her joy made it all worth it!<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqe3UcL-DI/AAAAAAAABIA/rCSKaGekbVc/s1600/159.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542416964649744434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqe3UcL-DI/AAAAAAAABIA/rCSKaGekbVc/s320/159.JPG" /></a><br />Enjoying the moment....<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqe2mYC-XI/AAAAAAAABH4/tV75kmT5R2E/s1600/155.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542416952284346738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqe2mYC-XI/AAAAAAAABH4/tV75kmT5R2E/s320/155.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqe1kdbY9I/AAAAAAAABHw/IEY4K7Gsl0w/s1600/176.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542416934590178258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqe1kdbY9I/AAAAAAAABHw/IEY4K7Gsl0w/s320/176.JPG" /></a><br />She was very specific about wanting a pinata.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqe0NlGC6I/AAAAAAAABHo/yPKlY4y9GBc/s1600/192.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542416911268449186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqe0NlGC6I/AAAAAAAABHo/yPKlY4y9GBc/s320/192.JPG" /></a><br />Her posse....<br /><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqc3lg648I/AAAAAAAABHg/HanzSZx12E4/s1600/047.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542414770209743810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqc3lg648I/AAAAAAAABHg/HanzSZx12E4/s320/047.JPG" /></a></p><div> Eight feels big to me. I don't know, Madalyn is definitely entering into a whole new developmental stage, just more mature and into different things...jewelry, nail polish, lip gloss. She requested a "Minute to Win it" party. For those not familiar, its a game show hosted by Guy Ferreri. The higher the level completed, the more money you win and you have 60 seconds to complete the task at hand. So Matt did a great job with the games and everyone got to pick out prizes. </div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqc3HZjWNI/AAAAAAAABHY/v3Luz1aRbDI/s1600/009.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542414762125777106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqc3HZjWNI/AAAAAAAABHY/v3Luz1aRbDI/s320/009.JPG" /></a><br />Opening new bling....<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqc2xS4UdI/AAAAAAAABHQ/fKhl5oOCzjA/s1600/013.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542414756192211410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqc2xS4UdI/AAAAAAAABHQ/fKhl5oOCzjA/s320/013.JPG" /></a><br />She and I had gone a little shopping trip the week before to see what she liked and checked sizes and such so she was thrilled to see some of the things she had liked.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqc2Ue5-dI/AAAAAAAABHI/JXfwTIWuNsk/s1600/031.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542414748458023378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqc2Ue5-dI/AAAAAAAABHI/JXfwTIWuNsk/s320/031.JPG" /></a><br />A game called Separation Anxiety. You have to separate M&M's, or in our case, gum balls into cups with the corresponding color and you have to go in order.</div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqc2AhnZNI/AAAAAAAABHA/to9s924jtgc/s1600/048.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542414743100679378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TOqc2AhnZNI/AAAAAAAABHA/to9s924jtgc/s320/048.JPG" /></a><br />My Big Girl...</div><div> </div><div>Happy Birthday sweet girls....we love you so much!</div></div></div></div></div></div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-14078805813290844982010-11-01T07:05:00.000-07:002010-11-01T07:34:40.682-07:00Fall Fun with my Boo Crew...<p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TM7Mgh3tP3I/AAAAAAAABGw/tXU63mkCOh0/s1600/232.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534585851304820594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TM7Mgh3tP3I/AAAAAAAABGw/tXU63mkCOh0/s320/232.JPG" /></a></p><div>I'd have to say that my favorite picture taking of the year is at the pumpkin patch. Not sure why but I just love it. There is a favorite one we visit yearly at a Methodist church down the road. The church is known as the "pumpkin church". The kids love looking at the different types of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">pumpkins</span> and try to see which ones they can pick up....</div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TM7MgZN1Z_I/AAAAAAAABGo/yDRkQ7SV6Iw/s1600/233.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534585848981710834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TM7MgZN1Z_I/AAAAAAAABGo/yDRkQ7SV6Iw/s320/233.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TM7MgG4GXXI/AAAAAAAABGg/DGLHTIrLr0I/s1600/243.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534585844058709362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TM7MgG4GXXI/AAAAAAAABGg/DGLHTIrLr0I/s320/243.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TM7MfoNLM9I/AAAAAAAABGY/B-AlN7cbRqM/s1600/255.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534585835825607634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TM7MfoNLM9I/AAAAAAAABGY/B-AlN7cbRqM/s320/255.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TM7K3qpN_RI/AAAAAAAABGQ/VcYN4YkLTfg/s1600/281.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534584049773706514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TM7K3qpN_RI/AAAAAAAABGQ/VcYN4YkLTfg/s320/281.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Last night we trick or treated with the other kids on our street. My kids don't yet have the desire to go and go till they drop so two loops around the block and they were done! Love that! This year we had.....<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TM7OkhO1YNI/AAAAAAAABG4/p0h-TpmiUFk/s1600/336.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534588118876119250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TM7OkhO1YNI/AAAAAAAABG4/p0h-TpmiUFk/s320/336.JPG" /></a><br />One handsome Train Conductor...All Aboard!<br /><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TM7K2jgqHxI/AAAAAAAABGA/_zkSuEFLrZo/s1600/300.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534584030678884114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TM7K2jgqHxI/AAAAAAAABGA/_zkSuEFLrZo/s320/300.JPG" /></a><br />Dorothy (with the much coveted red ruby slippers)...<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TM7K2G9Td1I/AAAAAAAABF4/UR1N5MX-hS4/s1600/356.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534584023014405970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TM7K2G9Td1I/AAAAAAAABF4/UR1N5MX-hS4/s320/356.JPG" /></a><br />And my sweet Tinkerbell....<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TM7K1iUs7AI/AAAAAAAABFw/4zhixzxVAGQ/s1600/359.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534584013180431362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TM7K1iUs7AI/AAAAAAAABFw/4zhixzxVAGQ/s320/359.JPG" /></a><br />At the end of the night...Happy Halloween from my Boo Crew to yours!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-55132402413854416082010-10-27T13:07:00.001-07:002010-10-27T13:52:05.900-07:00Gotcha....<p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiIZd2TXzI/AAAAAAAABFA/c7U3fgqpCaQ/s1600/IMG_0389_165.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532822113315151666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiIZd2TXzI/AAAAAAAABFA/c7U3fgqpCaQ/s320/IMG_0389_165.jpg" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiKqp8XnMI/AAAAAAAABFo/2bNRjmAWRJU/s1600/IM_A0022.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532824607642852546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiKqp8XnMI/AAAAAAAABFo/2bNRjmAWRJU/s320/IM_A0022.JPG" /></a></p>The time goes by way too quickly. Monday the 25th was 5 years since we were blessed with Mackenzie and today is 7 years that Madalyn made us parents. I look at these pics and see so much change and then none at all. Madalyn was and is our more serious, tenderhearted girl and Kenzie was and is our spunky, loves intensely, "I'm gonna let you know how I feel", girl. They are known affectionately as "the girls". I can look back now and see that both of them were grieving all the change and loss but very differently. Madalyn was just quiet, serious, holding back some as she tried to adjust. Mackenzie on the other hand was loud, mad, sad, and wouldn't let me out of her sight. This is still how it is. I love their uniqueness and what they bring to our family. We love China and can't wait to go back in a couple of years. I can't imagine not being mama to these girls.....<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiIZPiO8fI/AAAAAAAABE4/hBDGSVw0U1M/s1600/IMG_0359_145.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532822109472879090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiIZPiO8fI/AAAAAAAABE4/hBDGSVw0U1M/s320/IMG_0359_145.jpg" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiKqE-D-1I/AAAAAAAABFg/5qNewaIIIWQ/s1600/IM_A0053.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532824597717842770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiKqE-D-1I/AAAAAAAABFg/5qNewaIIIWQ/s320/IM_A0053.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiIYdd3J2I/AAAAAAAABEw/jpzee_7VQTo/s1600/IMG_0411_080.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532822096032769890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiIYdd3J2I/AAAAAAAABEw/jpzee_7VQTo/s320/IMG_0411_080.jpg" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiKpWfeK0I/AAAAAAAABFY/4RAQQSRxfRc/s1600/IM_A0070.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532824585241504578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiKpWfeK0I/AAAAAAAABFY/4RAQQSRxfRc/s320/IM_A0070.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiIYMbUTxI/AAAAAAAABEo/nf6d1oMAxRo/s1600/IMG_0417_086.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532822091458694930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiIYMbUTxI/AAAAAAAABEo/nf6d1oMAxRo/s320/IMG_0417_086.jpg" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiKo9eywsI/AAAAAAAABFQ/9xD6DL1t-Jc/s1600/IM_A0113.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532824578527773378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiKo9eywsI/AAAAAAAABFQ/9xD6DL1t-Jc/s320/IM_A0113.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532822084335402002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiIXx4_fBI/AAAAAAAABEg/6gzTyWO4P5k/s320/IMG_0435_099.jpg" /> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiKodntMJI/AAAAAAAABFI/gWzV7TQEPYU/s1600/IM_A0141.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532824569975222418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMiKodntMJI/AAAAAAAABFI/gWzV7TQEPYU/s320/IM_A0141.JPG" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div></div><div>They were and still are yummy.....</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-65851040501221376182010-10-22T03:54:00.001-07:002010-10-22T03:57:50.628-07:00Six Years Ago...<p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMFtieUwgTI/AAAAAAAABEY/Bqi8G5wfyAQ/s1600/0028.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530822256410788146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TMFtieUwgTI/AAAAAAAABEY/Bqi8G5wfyAQ/s320/0028.jpg" /></a></p>God created a blessing that would soon be ours. Happy Birthday Mackenzie Paige Kang! Our joy girl, always ready with a smile. You are beautiful, funny, smart, and kind. We love you! <br /><br />More bday celebrations coming up...stay tuned.Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-1255067475950319022010-09-22T09:17:00.000-07:002010-09-22T09:25:57.349-07:00Sticky Situation...<p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TJotKi0VxjI/AAAAAAAABEQ/1sqlhGQ7M4g/s1600/055.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519773952464242226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TJotKi0VxjI/AAAAAAAABEQ/1sqlhGQ7M4g/s320/055.JPG" /></a></p>A couple of weeks ago, we spent the day at Bok Tower (more on that later). On the way home, we always stop off at Webb's Goat Milk Candy store and we each pick our guilty pleasure. Mason picked this candy stick. About 10 minutes into it he starting yelling and crying. What in the world? I turned around to see this...........stuck to his hair and forehead.....we couldn't help but crack up.Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-77548073085140763612010-09-13T07:53:00.000-07:002010-09-13T08:28:47.811-07:00Our Birthday Boy!<p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TI49_s0Z_QI/AAAAAAAABEI/m9hRYQ6FllE/s1600/066.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516414758147456258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TI49_s0Z_QI/AAAAAAAABEI/m9hRYQ6FllE/s320/066.JPG" /></a></p>Happy Birthday Mason who turns 3 today. Over the weekend, we celebrated with friends and family. He goes with the flow, loves playing with his sisters (although that is not always reciprocal), is WAY more talkative than either of the girls, loves to rough house, can keep up with the big kids, and still likes me to sing to him and "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">nuggle</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">nuggle</span>". He's just so fun for our family!<br /><br />You may notice the decorations look familiar. That's because we had a Hot Wheel themed party last year and this year was Cars. It really is his obsession so I'm glad I saved all the stuff. We started off with a little pool time, then pizza, cake and presents....<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TI49-hXS7UI/AAAAAAAABEA/_6-EzeYzSno/s1600/067.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516414737892699458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TI49-hXS7UI/AAAAAAAABEA/_6-EzeYzSno/s320/067.JPG" /></a><br />This might be my favorite pic of the day!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TI49-LV5XdI/AAAAAAAABD4/m-IUmdCrPIw/s1600/073.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516414731981250002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TI49-LV5XdI/AAAAAAAABD4/m-IUmdCrPIw/s320/073.JPG" /></a><br />Oh, and he's sporting a new haircut!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TI499o6skqI/AAAAAAAABDw/98RehcUTsnI/s1600/075.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516414722740359842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TI499o6skqI/AAAAAAAABDw/98RehcUTsnI/s320/075.JPG" /></a><br />He found those two new cars sitting on the counter before I put them on the cake and he couldn't get to them fast enough. <br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TI480ilGWBI/AAAAAAAABDo/rNhU75-PamA/s1600/079.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516413466908710930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TI480ilGWBI/AAAAAAAABDo/rNhU75-PamA/s320/079.JPG" /></a><br />Still on there.....<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TI480HQg0LI/AAAAAAAABDg/zRZ4SnW8vG4/s1600/080.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516413459574608050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TI480HQg0LI/AAAAAAAABDg/zRZ4SnW8vG4/s320/080.JPG" /></a><br />And now they're gone. The second he blew out the candles, they came off!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TI48zm2J1MI/AAAAAAAABDY/IhwoLxa3Mgs/s1600/088.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516413450874115266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TI48zm2J1MI/AAAAAAAABDY/IhwoLxa3Mgs/s320/088.JPG" /></a><br />He loved opening presents. He received the Cars movie, a new sleeping bag, new Cars cars, a Thomas movie, a new fancy Rescue Helicopter, a fire engine Cars thingy, and he has a super hero cape with a big M on it coming in the mail. <br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TI48zGcmvoI/AAAAAAAABDQ/9PQ_Vxqwj_E/s1600/100.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516413442177023618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TI48zGcmvoI/AAAAAAAABDQ/9PQ_Vxqwj_E/s320/100.JPG" /></a><br />There's that fancy helicopter....<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TI48yj0ZdPI/AAAAAAAABDI/CyY31DZlBmM/s1600/113.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516413432881575154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TI48yj0ZdPI/AAAAAAAABDI/CyY31DZlBmM/s320/113.JPG" /></a><br />The sweetest time for me is after the party when the birthday kid can just play and enjoy all their new things.</div><div> </div><div>Our time with him has gone by really fast. I'm not sure if that's because he was bit older at 16 months when he came home or if its just that I'm getting old-er. In any case, I think of his <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">birthmom</span> today knowing she is thinking of him and wondering about him. I am forever grateful for her selflessness and courage.</div><div> </div><div>We love you Mason! Happy Birthday Buddie!</div></div></div></div></div></div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-33019615053514185292010-09-04T17:59:00.001-07:002010-09-04T18:29:46.375-07:00From Baby to Big Boy all in a Week....<p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILuQ-_AAsI/AAAAAAAABDA/PVXOx1EOb-s/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513230869407466178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILuQ-_AAsI/AAAAAAAABDA/PVXOx1EOb-s/s320/001.JPG" /></a></p>Mason turns 3 in about a week and this week has been full of change, maybe more than one mama's heart can handle. He started preschool and goes on Tuesday and Thursdays. He has been talking about going to "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Chenky's</span> (<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Kenzie's</span>) school" for about 6 months now. We took the kids to buy new backpacks about two months ago and he could not have been more excited to buy his Thomas "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">packpack</span>" and fire engine lunch box. He would frequently take them to bed with him. So he was definitely ready for school to begin. Here are a few shots from his first day....<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILuQeikwKI/AAAAAAAABC4/9MlcBo1F1cE/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513230860698304674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILuQeikwKI/AAAAAAAABC4/9MlcBo1F1cE/s320/005.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILuQB6VJ_I/AAAAAAAABCw/LnIH4iNz1CQ/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513230853013317618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILuQB6VJ_I/AAAAAAAABCw/LnIH4iNz1CQ/s320/006.JPG" /></a><br />Those gates are heavy. I love this shot.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILuPkVVPVI/AAAAAAAABCo/CP2z8FXAhpg/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513230845073505618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILuPkVVPVI/AAAAAAAABCo/CP2z8FXAhpg/s320/007.JPG" /></a><br />In front of the loft where they can go to look at books and hang out with the Jesus doll (which Mason said looked scary and that he didn't like him).<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILuPV7badI/AAAAAAAABCg/IdiyX80vsRQ/s1600/012.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513230841206761938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILuPV7badI/AAAAAAAABCg/IdiyX80vsRQ/s320/012.JPG" /></a><br />It took about 30 seconds to find the truck/car area...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILtA-gZMZI/AAAAAAAABCY/oFdMdkeu4nw/s1600/015.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513229494889558418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILtA-gZMZI/AAAAAAAABCY/oFdMdkeu4nw/s320/015.JPG" /></a><br />Here he is looking at me as I'm leaving...all smiles!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILtAWu6nUI/AAAAAAAABCQ/NvhOnU-WnCo/s1600/031.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513229484213050690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILtAWu6nUI/AAAAAAAABCQ/NvhOnU-WnCo/s320/031.JPG" /></a><br />So in other news this week, he is fully potty trained even at night...well at least so far. He's been using the potty casually <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">thru</span> the summer. But in last couple of weeks, in preparation for school, I began being more <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">consistent</span> and he picked out some big boy underwear. It took several days to convince him the cars go on the back. He came out of room time a few times having turned them around to have the cars on front so he could see them! Quite a site....baggy in the front and his butt cheeks hanging out in the back. Sometimes he'll ask me to go into the bathroom so he can see them in the mirror! He's had several accident free days now. He's not great at letting me know when he has to pee but if I set him in there, he'll go every time. He will tell me if he has to poop though. So the other night, I ran out of pull ups and thought, oh well, let's see what happens. He woke up dry and has been for the last 3 nights. <br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILs_rOEAlI/AAAAAAAABCI/7RjBXlgdgD8/s1600/034.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513229472532529746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILs_rOEAlI/AAAAAAAABCI/7RjBXlgdgD8/s320/034.JPG" /></a><br />In addition to preschool and underwear, he has also transitioned to a big boy race car bed. He LOVES cars. Originally, I had planned to put him straight into a full bed but decided not to rush it. And we knew he'd love the car bed. I got it off <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Craigslist</span>. So with a new car bed, comes a new car rug from Target and new car bedding. I also have some Cars wall stickers that will go up around his bed.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILs_cPClsI/AAAAAAAABCA/JVgWDp6KP_c/s1600/049.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513229468510099138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILs_cPClsI/AAAAAAAABCA/JVgWDp6KP_c/s320/049.JPG" /></a><br />He thinks is he quite cool....and he is!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILs-5a8y5I/AAAAAAAABB4/BbMPvctRFl0/s1600/052.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513229459164810130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TILs-5a8y5I/AAAAAAAABB4/BbMPvctRFl0/s320/052.JPG" /></a><br />So all in a week's time, I feel like he has grown up on me......SIGH......</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-25507577768969160302010-08-16T06:13:00.000-07:002010-08-16T06:41:52.609-07:00Big Day....The Big "K"....<p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TGk7OE1bqiI/AAAAAAAABBo/J81vrnD2GoE/s1600/029.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505997132439202338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TGk7OE1bqiI/AAAAAAAABBo/J81vrnD2GoE/s320/029.JPG" /></a></p>My baby is off to Kindergarten!! She was very excited and had her clothes laid out and backpack ready to go last night. We dropped off Madalyn first and then I waited with Mackenzie till they kicked out the parents. She did great. She had lots of questions and was a bit concerned she would forget the room number. She came home after "meet the teacher" on Friday and wrote it down on a piece of paper. She carried that piece of paper around all weekend and then tucked into her name tag pouch that hangs around her neck. The only problem she might have is opening her thermos, so we'll see.....<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TGk7N6tUaGI/AAAAAAAABBg/RaVDt2tXPmA/s1600/040.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505997129720817762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TGk7N6tUaGI/AAAAAAAABBg/RaVDt2tXPmA/s320/040.JPG" /></a><br />Walking from the lunchroom with her class. She is bolder and more confident than Madalyn in certain things and had no problem lining up with class and going with the flow.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TGk7NkyracI/AAAAAAAABBY/9yToZuQzwXs/s1600/030.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505997123837716930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TGk7NkyracI/AAAAAAAABBY/9yToZuQzwXs/s320/030.JPG" /></a><br /><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">BFFs</span><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TGk7NGsguFI/AAAAAAAABBQ/cwSupIiOL9I/s1600/023.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505997115758786642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TGk7NGsguFI/AAAAAAAABBQ/cwSupIiOL9I/s320/023.JPG" /></a><br />Striking a pose...<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TGk7MmQXhLI/AAAAAAAABBI/Rd8g2xBS3Og/s1600/026.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505997107050808498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TGk7MmQXhLI/AAAAAAAABBI/Rd8g2xBS3Og/s320/026.JPG" /></a><br />My sweet Madalyn....still teary on the first days of school. She is in a new building this year and is easily overwhelmed. She is also easily embarrassed so it creates a conflict for her between wanting to cry and not wanting to let people see her cry. But I told her I'd be home later today to hear about her day and she was able to pull it together enough for me to take Mackenzie to her class. I went back and peeked in on her and she was saying the Pledge and doing <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">ok</span>.</div><div> </div><div>Mason joined us and had to carry his Thomas backpack as well. He starts preschool in two weeks and is so excited.....</div></div></div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-46729145088457512222010-07-08T08:14:00.000-07:002010-07-08T08:28:28.318-07:00A Day in the Life...<p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TDXt25RQgLI/AAAAAAAABBA/8GIKRq7YwIU/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491556847990112434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TDXt25RQgLI/AAAAAAAABBA/8GIKRq7YwIU/s320/006.JPG" /></a></p><div align="center">A typical summer day for us....pool, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">popsicles</span>, and play time.<br /></div><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TDXtdwLeQ1I/AAAAAAAABA4/PdngcAdifzI/s1600/023.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491556416053199698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TDXtdwLeQ1I/AAAAAAAABA4/PdngcAdifzI/s320/023.JPG" /></a></p><div align="center"> Do you see the shadow of his eyelashes?</div><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TDXtdr0xrHI/AAAAAAAABAw/UZ9d0T2Cx9Q/s1600/008.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491556414884260978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TDXtdr0xrHI/AAAAAAAABAw/UZ9d0T2Cx9Q/s320/008.JPG" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TDXtdDGAmzI/AAAAAAAABAo/Azu0VNxIqlg/s1600/039.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491556403950689074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TDXtdDGAmzI/AAAAAAAABAo/Azu0VNxIqlg/s320/039.JPG" /></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TDXtcvId8MI/AAAAAAAABAg/UYjUgT-dljk/s1600/020.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491556398592291010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TDXtcvId8MI/AAAAAAAABAg/UYjUgT-dljk/s320/020.JPG" /></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TDXtcCoelJI/AAAAAAAABAY/Hsp21_Bj_4g/s1600/021.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491556386646955154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TDXtcCoelJI/AAAAAAAABAY/Hsp21_Bj_4g/s320/021.JPG" /></a></p><div align="center">Goofball.</div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-29003440027848516242010-07-05T05:20:00.000-07:002010-07-05T05:34:46.629-07:00Upgraded Birthday....<p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TDHOkFsPs6I/AAAAAAAAA_o/ymv5nRig5c8/s1600/010.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490396540139713442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TDHOkFsPs6I/AAAAAAAAA_o/ymv5nRig5c8/s320/010.JPG" /></a></p><div align="center">The 26<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> was my birthday, 41. My brother and sister-in-law, Tim and Jen, offered to take the kids for a weekend so off they went to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Jax</span> and Matt and I had the weekend to ourselves. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Sooo</span> nice. We spent the night at the beach, lots of quiet reading time, meals uninterrupted, and an adult dinner with friends to celebrate. Then on Sunday, we went appliance shopping "just to see what's out there". We've been talking about getting new appliances since we moved into this house. I wanted stainless and Matt really wanted a fridge with the the freezer at the bottom. So we found a great deal and the next day I had new stuff in the kitchen!! I have to say I LOVE them. I feel like quite the big girl in the kitchen now with my new oven with a convection option. Baked a cake for the 4<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span>. The fridge has an alarm on it so if the kids leave it open, it starts to beep. The shelves slide out and we now have this cool LED lighting in the fridge. Our last one didn't have light at all so we were constantly struggling to see things. Anyway, happy happy birthday to me!!</div><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TDHOj_4vDrI/AAAAAAAAA_g/DjwjpbUZRz8/s1600/012.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490396538581487282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TDHOj_4vDrI/AAAAAAAAA_g/DjwjpbUZRz8/s320/012.JPG" /></a></p><p align="center"> Love my Paula <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Deen</span> apron!</p><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TDHOjV631HI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ZrfVTpsNzg4/s1600/008.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490396527316161650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TDHOjV631HI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ZrfVTpsNzg4/s320/008.JPG" /></a> </p>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-30082762931897671322010-06-24T08:22:00.000-07:002010-06-24T08:33:57.607-07:00My Big Girl...<p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TCN5mPjE9nI/AAAAAAAAA_A/d3ZO5iFLRjc/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486362468983043698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TCN5mPjE9nI/AAAAAAAAA_A/d3ZO5iFLRjc/s320/007.JPG" /></a></p> Madalyn's front teeth have been wiggly for months. A week ago we were at the dentist and he said they would be coming out very soon. Two days last Friday, she lost the first one. She worked on it and worked on it till, quite frankly, I was grossed out. Out it came and the tooth fairy showed up as expected.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TCN5lh2WOSI/AAAAAAAAA-4/niTyaJoVZ40/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486362456715835682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TCN5lh2WOSI/AAAAAAAAA-4/niTyaJoVZ40/s320/005.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TCN5lcO28DI/AAAAAAAAA-w/K1VH_7hz5GA/s1600/044.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486362455208030258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TCN5lcO28DI/AAAAAAAAA-w/K1VH_7hz5GA/s320/044.JPG" /></a><br />Then just yesterday, five days later, the second one came out. It was hanging from a thread for two days. We all tried pulling on it. My friend Tara popped over and pulled it with one little yank...whatever. Anyway, my toothless girl is adorable. The dentist warned me she would look so much older.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TCN5kfmsKyI/AAAAAAAAA-o/0RKX5f4ziiI/s1600/046.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486362438933424930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TCN5kfmsKyI/AAAAAAAAA-o/0RKX5f4ziiI/s320/046.JPG" /></a><br />Well, adorable most days....goofy here.</div></div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-14050901804339951022010-06-16T09:23:00.000-07:002010-06-16T09:57:29.024-07:00Flying High....<p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TBkAiLQUBUI/AAAAAAAAA-g/mmWrTB3NuRo/s1600/102.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483414608437052738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TBkAiLQUBUI/AAAAAAAAA-g/mmWrTB3NuRo/s320/102.JPG" /></a></p>We were looking for something to do on Saturday. We had wanted to go to the beach but the day got away from us and it felt like too much to pack us all up with food and gear. Matt and I remembered how before we had kids, he and I went to the beach to fly kites and had a great time. So we loaded up the kids, stopped at Walmart for the $1 kites and off we went. We ended up with a "Piderman", Ariel, and Barbie. It was a great late afternoon activity. But man, still scorching at the beach at 5pm. So here's us having fun.....<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TBkAhYKE2dI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/3PGJv5fE1gQ/s1600/082.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483414594720684498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TBkAhYKE2dI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/3PGJv5fE1gQ/s320/082.JPG" /></a><br />There was no way you were going to fly his kite for him.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TBkAhCxUrGI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/UqStwghXbs4/s1600/083.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483414588979719266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TBkAhCxUrGI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/UqStwghXbs4/s320/083.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TBkAgtCtotI/AAAAAAAAA-I/dBG1x89DXZw/s1600/087.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483414583147078354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TBkAgtCtotI/AAAAAAAAA-I/dBG1x89DXZw/s320/087.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TBj-YXuL3FI/AAAAAAAAA-A/BjgiFTcF9kA/s1600/089.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483412240961625170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TBj-YXuL3FI/AAAAAAAAA-A/BjgiFTcF9kA/s320/089.JPG" /></a><br />I just love love this face...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TBj-X3MfeOI/AAAAAAAAA94/U7HclIyoAIQ/s1600/091.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483412232230369506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TBj-X3MfeOI/AAAAAAAAA94/U7HclIyoAIQ/s320/091.JPG" /></a><br />Getting a little help from Daddy...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TBj-XuETj7I/AAAAAAAAA9w/YT9ulZv10yY/s1600/096.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483412229780115378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TBj-XuETj7I/AAAAAAAAA9w/YT9ulZv10yY/s320/096.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TBj-XfLb9KI/AAAAAAAAA9o/whmn8Qt46jE/s1600/099.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483412225783493794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TBj-XfLb9KI/AAAAAAAAA9o/whmn8Qt46jE/s320/099.JPG" /></a><br />Kenzie showing Matt the dead crabs she found...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TBj-W38CVbI/AAAAAAAAA9g/7krWpJ2VeGU/s1600/104.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483412215249917362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/TBj-W38CVbI/AAAAAAAAA9g/7krWpJ2VeGU/s320/104.JPG" /></a><br />We said "don't get wet"......yeah, right.</div></div></div></div></div></div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-31959922116526254892010-05-22T13:50:00.001-07:002010-05-22T14:11:38.393-07:00Blueberry Pickin'<p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_hGML2HnyI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/l5HsCAiZ1MM/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474202522220994338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_hGML2HnyI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/l5HsCAiZ1MM/s320/007.JPG" /></a></p>We always miss the fall season of picking your own apples and pumpkins but here in Florida you can pick your own strawberries, blueberries, and blackberries. We found a "pick your own" blueberry farm about an hour away called Blue Bayou Farm. So we packed up for a mini road trip and off we went. Madalyn will eat an entire pint of blueberries in one sitting so she LOVES them. <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_hFbY5eSuI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/_WS82RRxds0/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474201683911133922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_hFbY5eSuI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/_WS82RRxds0/s320/003.JPG" /></a><br />Off with buckets in hand.....<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_hFbGS3tcI/AAAAAAAAA9I/m2-RXzUoq-w/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474201678917383618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_hFbGS3tcI/AAAAAAAAA9I/m2-RXzUoq-w/s320/006.JPG" /></a><br />Guilty as sin I think. He didn't get the concept of not eating them before you pay for them. We should have done a weigh in on him before we started and then after to get an accurate account of what he ate!<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_hFalxTlKI/AAAAAAAAA9A/VXMMyEQSc5M/s1600/013.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474201670186669218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_hFalxTlKI/AAAAAAAAA9A/VXMMyEQSc5M/s320/013.JPG" /></a><br />There he is again.....<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_hFaPh6-aI/AAAAAAAAA84/ueS6gfaFP9o/s1600/018.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474201664216562082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_hFaPh6-aI/AAAAAAAAA84/ueS6gfaFP9o/s320/018.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_hFZvEAYAI/AAAAAAAAA8w/mroC5eyfSVY/s1600/024.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474201655501152258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_hFZvEAYAI/AAAAAAAAA8w/mroC5eyfSVY/s320/024.JPG" /></a><br />We ended the afternoon with a picnic in some park we found along the way. Oh, by the way, we picked almost 6 lbs of blueberries. I'll be freezing some for pancakes, blueberry crisp, and muffins....YUMMY.</div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-47707846371128908082010-05-19T08:43:00.000-07:002010-05-19T09:31:52.501-07:00Mother's Day<p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_QPxM-F2DI/AAAAAAAAA8o/1shZviz4Ge0/s1600/036.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473016785131657266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_QPxM-F2DI/AAAAAAAAA8o/1shZviz4Ge0/s320/036.JPG" /></a></p>Matt surprised me with a weekend at the Dolphin Hotel and this was my view from the comfy hammock I settled into. It was the most relaxing weekend I've had in a long time. We played for hours in the pool, enjoyed the sun, but mostly I just enjoyed being with my hubby and my bugs. <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_QPwmreh8I/AAAAAAAAA8g/sHFVvwsj9v0/s1600/123.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473016774853035970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_QPwmreh8I/AAAAAAAAA8g/sHFVvwsj9v0/s320/123.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_QPwLnD76I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/3io_JRDnBxU/s1600/034.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473016767586758562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_QPwLnD76I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/3io_JRDnBxU/s320/034.JPG" /></a><br />This is a huge checkers board. Madalyn is beginning to learn strategy...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_QPvvWCdxI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/VBUlE2uY4o0/s1600/056.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473016759999166226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_QPvvWCdxI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/VBUlE2uY4o0/s320/056.JPG" /></a><br />My Joy Girl.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_QPvQJOGiI/AAAAAAAAA8I/Sk1ZJyVnZV0/s1600/120.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473016751623903778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_QPvQJOGiI/AAAAAAAAA8I/Sk1ZJyVnZV0/s320/120.JPG" /></a><br />My Handsome boy couldn't get enough of the pool.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_QN3MDXvyI/AAAAAAAAA8A/7rzBsnQ1wz4/s1600/058.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473014688941326114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S_QN3MDXvyI/AAAAAAAAA8A/7rzBsnQ1wz4/s320/058.JPG" /></a><br />Sweetness.</div><div> </div><div>And for whatever reason, they're aren't any pics of just Matt but if there were, the caption would be "The Love of my Life". Thanks Honey. I really had a great time.......</div></div></div></div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-26839952618246045942010-05-01T02:10:00.000-07:002010-05-01T03:03:13.975-07:00Georgia Part 3.....<p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v1tORR0qI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/POxs2rvmrwU/s1600/174.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466232730017714850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v1tORR0qI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/POxs2rvmrwU/s320/174.JPG" /></a></p>Mason is at that age where he is obsessed with trains. The Blue Ridge Scenic Railway would open its season right after we were leaving so we were bummed to have missed it. But we took the kids down by the train to take some pics. Mason was so excited. <br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v1spKnfYI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/j01-WTFQFo8/s1600/168.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466232720057662850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v1spKnfYI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/j01-WTFQFo8/s320/168.JPG" /></a><br />Like the rain boots, by the way?<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v1sVIEXeI/AAAAAAAAA7I/4HB85k8l2lQ/s1600/169.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466232714678263266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v1sVIEXeI/AAAAAAAAA7I/4HB85k8l2lQ/s320/169.JPG" /></a><br />Bigger than life for this little guy.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v1rwrhWEI/AAAAAAAAA7A/OrcTZkvfIwc/s1600/175.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466232704894851138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v1rwrhWEI/AAAAAAAAA7A/OrcTZkvfIwc/s320/175.JPG" /></a><br />Loves <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">choo</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">choo</span> tracks.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v1rpE-nmI/AAAAAAAAA64/PQzxX3Nyqzw/s1600/177.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466232702854143586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v1rpE-nmI/AAAAAAAAA64/PQzxX3Nyqzw/s320/177.JPG" /></a><br />He got a new train that makes noise in lieu of riding it and was happy with that.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v0KEiX5eI/AAAAAAAAA6w/0T_o7J7NxlI/s1600/181.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466231026598012386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v0KEiX5eI/AAAAAAAAA6w/0T_o7J7NxlI/s320/181.JPG" /></a><br />After visiting the train, we headed out to find a suspension bridge we had read about. It was off some little country access road that was described as "a 3 mile bumpy trip". Now remember we are in a rental minivan. We found it and headed on up. It remains the talk between Matt and I. It was a one lane, curvy, muddy, hold your breath kind of trip. But once we began we were sort of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">commited</span>...<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">lol</span>. We made it to the top and it was worth it.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v0J4ozBiI/AAAAAAAAA6o/zXKCNAfPlNk/s1600/189.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466231023403730466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v0J4ozBiI/AAAAAAAAA6o/zXKCNAfPlNk/s320/189.JPG" /></a><br />A long view. It was pretty solid but did move as you walked across it. The views were pretty in either direction.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v0JUxBSjI/AAAAAAAAA6g/NlAmIUwjBjk/s1600/185.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466231013774543410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v0JUxBSjI/AAAAAAAAA6g/NlAmIUwjBjk/s320/185.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v0JEpNdvI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/NBcg9DNWbNA/s1600/197.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466231009446819570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v0JEpNdvI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/NBcg9DNWbNA/s320/197.JPG" /></a><br />A sepia shot.....<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v0Im0-K9I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Wjt8YZPsMno/s1600/202.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466231001443085266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9v0Im0-K9I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Wjt8YZPsMno/s320/202.JPG" /></a><br />So, remember I said it was muddy? We were nervous about the trip down and making jokes the whole way. Seriously, if we had ran into someone coming the other way, not sure what we would have done. The snow was melting so some places were muddy, particularly the turns. We were sure we were going to get stuck but in the end, all was well. However, you can see the mud up on the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">sideview</span> mirror that had been kicked up onto the van. Later when we got out, red streaks of mud were splattered all over the white minivan. We were glad to be in a rental at that point!</div><div> </div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9vyZyu4mKI/AAAAAAAAA6I/GPYhAtH9gI4/s1600/260.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466229097673300130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9vyZyu4mKI/AAAAAAAAA6I/GPYhAtH9gI4/s320/260.JPG" /></a><br />We then headed up to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Amicalola</span> State Park to see the waterfall. It is also the beginning of the Appalachian Trail. A beautiful state park.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9vyZQAJEpI/AAAAAAAAA6A/F5xKjqrDrFI/s1600/211.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466229088350442130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9vyZQAJEpI/AAAAAAAAA6A/F5xKjqrDrFI/s320/211.JPG" /></a><br /><div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9vyYm-xu3I/AAAAAAAAA5w/JlbggOA3n9k/s1600/242.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466229077338864498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9vyYm-xu3I/AAAAAAAAA5w/JlbggOA3n9k/s320/242.JPG" /></a><br />My handsome dude.</div><div> </div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9vyYII8DAI/AAAAAAAAA5o/1uubZ1XZJvM/s1600/251.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466229069059984386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9vyYII8DAI/AAAAAAAAA5o/1uubZ1XZJvM/s320/251.JPG" /></a><br /><div>A cabin in the mountains is proving to be my favorite kind of vacation......</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-66519007302650715702010-04-25T11:48:00.000-07:002010-04-25T12:00:50.029-07:00Kenzie Loses a Tooth!<p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9SPwlopqmI/AAAAAAAAA5g/R9ISpObb5yM/s1600/199.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464150312806361698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9SPwlopqmI/AAAAAAAAA5g/R9ISpObb5yM/s320/199.JPG" /></a></p><p align="left">She has been working this for a couple of weeks anxiously awaiting for it to fall out. She could not have been more excited. She was diligent in putting in a baggie for the Tooth Fairy so she could more easily find it. The Fairy left $2 and she decided to save it, for what, I don't know. Madalyn couldn't spend her quick enough...<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">lol</span>.</p><p align="left"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9SPwdsi3UI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/yQr1TaDSK18/s1600/198.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464150310675209538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9SPwdsi3UI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/yQr1TaDSK18/s320/198.JPG" /></a></p><p align="left"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Itty</span> bitty....</p><p align="left"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9SPv4ooGbI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/r_YK-neDDqw/s1600/203.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464150300726663602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9SPv4ooGbI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/r_YK-neDDqw/s320/203.JPG" /></a><br />So proud!</p><p align="left"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9SPvf3_kDI/AAAAAAAAA5I/jGaAG5ijzRY/s1600/194.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464150294080229426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S9SPvf3_kDI/AAAAAAAAA5I/jGaAG5ijzRY/s320/194.JPG" /></a><br />This is just part of how Mackenzie has matured over the last six months or so. Can't believe she will start Kindergarten this fall. She is still (and will always be) my baby.....</p>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4793875030738401834.post-22396565914863861162010-04-21T18:01:00.000-07:002010-04-21T18:12:16.272-07:00Fashion and Declarations....<p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S8-hFP8GNKI/AAAAAAAAA5A/ID7kLaFMSVY/s1600/009.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462761984573715618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S8-hFP8GNKI/AAAAAAAAA5A/ID7kLaFMSVY/s320/009.JPG" /></a></p>So Mason couldn't find his <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">crocs</span> so he insisted on wearing his next favorite, his rain boots. Then we ventured outside to play and this was his get up including a helmet that is way too small. He didn't care.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S8-hEl4A7FI/AAAAAAAAA44/Lnmoug15stE/s1600/016.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462761973282303058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S8-hEl4A7FI/AAAAAAAAA44/Lnmoug15stE/s320/016.JPG" /></a><br />The girls had to get in on the photo shoot.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S8-hEAdssdI/AAAAAAAAA4w/xejx3anvTiA/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462761963239813586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4JMZ57bFatw/S8-hEAdssdI/AAAAAAAAA4w/xejx3anvTiA/s320/003.JPG" /></a><br />In other random news, Madalyn wrote this a few days on her chore board, "Hello Welcome to the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Prostak</span> Family! I wanted to put this sign up because we love God and Jesus". This is hanging on our fridge just as you enter our house from the garage. That's my sweet girl and her heart for Jesus.....</div>Dawnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17693588160529397375noreply@blogger.com0