tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53669134439062319482024-03-05T13:45:18.581-08:00Loving LifeAlliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06093698642758714346noreply@blogger.comBlogger243125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366913443906231948.post-28532447530592904932013-01-14T10:30:00.000-08:002013-01-14T12:43:50.251-08:00Kid's say the Darndest ThingsI have not posted in wayyyyyy tooooo long. I am over due. Of course I have so much to say. So much has happened, and I still plan on doing a post reflecting on 2012. But for now I am going to post on some cute things Zander has said lately. Today Zander wanted another pretzel rod. The container of the pretzel rods was on the bar, so I told Zander to get it. He had to climb onto a bar stool and then bring it down, so it took a little coordination. He made it down, and brought it to me and then said "I am a super hero." On New Year's Eve of this year, we let Zander try Sparkling juice for the first time. After tasting it he said "This will take the skin off your butt." I was shocked when he said that, and had to ask him to repeat what he said because I couldn't believe what I heard. We do not talk like that, so I am not sure where he came up with that. But it was amusing. Kid's say the Darndest things. Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06093698642758714346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366913443906231948.post-32468014479320662052012-05-05T13:45:00.000-07:002012-05-13T13:48:25.568-07:00My sister's weddingMy little sister got married today. I am so excited for her. What a day! I will tell you this, I almost passed out while standing in front of the church, next to the bride, my sister. I have stood up in many weddings, and this feeling was defintely a first for me. I was one of the matron of honors, my older sister Abby was the other one. And it had been a crazy day leading up to the wedding. The day started early in preparation for the wedding. I had to get everything ready for myself and my 2 kids. Then I had to get my hair done and my nails done. In the busyness, I didn't eat lunch, and barely drank anything all day. At thc church, it was really hot at the church, and since it was only May 5th they didn't see the need for air conditioning at the church. Then I was wearing high heels that were a 1/2 size too small for me. You see, when I was shoe shopping for the wedding I did it by myself. And I decided to text my sister Aubrey to get her opinion. The only criteria she gave for us is that the shoes were too be white. Other than that we could get any style we wanted. Being indecisive I decided to text Aubrey some pictures of the shoes I was thinking about getting. The third shoe I texted her she loved, and she told me to get her a pair as well in size 10. The shoes she originally got for her wedding did not fit well. I made sure she was okay with us wearing the same shoes on her wedding day. She said that was fine. But off course I wear a size 10 shoe as well, and they only had 1 size 10. I had the salesperson call nearby stores, but no one had size 10 in that style. By now I had fallen in love with the shoe, so I decided I would squeeze my foot into a 9 1/2 shoe in the name of fashion. So the pain my shoes were giving me did not help me. All of that almost made me pass out. My mom noticed it during the ceremony and motioned for me to sit down, but I stood my ground and di not want to make a scene of any kind by passing out, sitting down, or walking out. Thankfully my sister's ceremony was rather short, about 24 minutes, and I survived the weddding without passing out. Zander was the ring bearer for the wedding. He did a great job! And the wedding reception was wonderful. Aubrey and Keith had a live band at their wedding reception. Congratulations to Keith and Aubrey.
The bride and groom, aren't they cute!
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And since I am working today, I am going to chose a random picture and post it here. Brian doesn't start work today until 9 a.m., which is very rare, so I have some help getting the kids ready this morning. I am enjoying it. I think they had him start at 9 a.m. today because he worked yesterday.
These pictures were taken on June 12, 2010, the day of my parents party. They had a party to thank everyone that helped them in any way when they had their house fire.
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This last picture is of my little sister, Aubrey and I. Aubrey is getting married on Saturday! I am very excited about this!Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06093698642758714346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366913443906231948.post-29449703863750053632012-04-21T22:00:00.000-07:002012-04-24T05:13:22.358-07:00Paper Flowers and a Birthday PartyZander is growing up so fast, and I love how he is talking more and more and learning new words. And I love this age where they are injquiring about almost everything. This morning, I was putting on my wedding rings, and Zander asked "What is that?" I told him, "This is mommy's jewelry, it means mommy is married to daddy." Then I asked him, "Do you know who is getting married very soon?" He didn't really know so I told him, "Auntie Aubrey is!" Then I asked him, "And do you know who she is marrying?" And he stated, "ummmm me!" What a cutie! Of course I told him "no, Uncle Keith." But Zander is in the wedding. He is the ring bearer. Aubrey and Keith will be married in 2 weeks, and I can't wait! I am so happy for them!
This morning Zander and I headed over to someone's house from church to help make paper flowers for morning grace. Morning grace is a bible study at our church that meets every morning throughout the school year. There were 3 of us ladies making paper flowers, Susan, Mary Elizabeth, and I. Zander played with all of the kids. Susan has 4 children and Mary Elizbeth has 3 children. And Zander had so much fun with them. Zander is a very social boy and loves getting together with other kids. Yesterday morning before we left he kept saying, "I see kids, I want to go play with kids." Susan has a son Clayton that is just weeks younger than Zander. All kids played really well together, and got really dirty. After playing inside for a while, they went outside and played in the sand table. The sand, was more of mud because of the rain. And most of the kids were covered with mud. Zander had it on his face, hand, and jacket the most. I tried to get pictures of it, but Zander did not want his picture taken. But it was so cute to see mud splashed up on Zander's forehead. I love that my son get's dirty. Sometimes the dirtier he gets, the more fun he is having. Zander on the other hand is not one to get dirty. He often starts fussing if he gets syrup on him when he is eating breakfast. So I was a little surprised when he had no issues getting muddy this morning.
After we had fun at Susan's house, we headed to Micheal's store to get some things for a last minute gift I wanted Zander to make for his Auntie Abby. I bought 3 canvases, some paint, and a paint brush, and we got home we had Zander paint his Auntie Abby some pictures for her 40th birthday. I also painted a tree trunk on one of the canvases, and then had Zander put paint on his hand and put it above the trunk as leaves. This part showed me how Zander does not like getting messy. He was not happy when I dipped his hand in the paint, and couldn't wait to get it off his hand. I was hoping Sophia would help with the paintings, but she was napping. Then later we went to Abby's 40th birthday party. It was a nice party. I wish we could have stayed later, because they started a fire in the back and watched a movie in the backyard. But our kids needed sleep. It is so different when you have kids. You have to leave parties early or go to bed early out of pure exhaustion. But it is so worth it. Being a mom is my favorite job.
This is one of Zander's paintings
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And here is the artist at work
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Abby, the birthday girl, holding one of Zander's paintings. It is supposed to be a tree, but I made the trunk too thick
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The birthday girl and her husband
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After church we headed over to my in-laws house. We couldn't stay there very long, but the kids were able to participate in the Easter egg hunt that they have the kids each year.
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Zander does not like taking pictures anymore. This is the best picture I could get of my two kids.<br />
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We had such a fun day today. We had a fun playdate over at my friend Jen's house, with 3 other women in our small group and their kids. Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06093698642758714346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366913443906231948.post-54508168452122171782012-02-01T22:20:00.000-08:002012-02-01T22:20:33.914-08:00Bad Mom DayToday was a rough day. Nothing major happened, my kids are healthy, I have a great husband, I have a roof over my head, and I have a bunch of food to eat, but I just had a lonnnnnnggggg hard day. From the beginning my children were crabby and testing my patience. Sophia was in on of those moods where she did not want to be put down at all. And Zander was not listening at all, and moving very slow. The kids went to bed late last night (my hubby got them in bed late, I was at work). We had swim lessons this morning, and was late to swim lessons. Zander did not want to participate very much at swim lessons. And he screamed when I had to take the duck away from him in the "go fish" game we were playing. It was time do something else in the swim lesson. I needed a little time to think, and I was not motivated to work out at the YMCA, so I put Zander in the kids zone area with Sophia, and then I sat at a table and made a grocery list. I felt guilty that I didn't exercise. Maybe that would have helped me with my patience and stress level today. Then I decided to take the kids to Burger King for lunch, and I checked my calender on my email and it just so happened that the Mom's Club I recently joined was meeting up at Burger King. The Burger King in my town has a indoor play area, and Zander had a great time playing with the other kids. And it was funny because my nieces were at Burger King too. About 30 minutes after we were at Burger King I see my nieces with their Grandma. My sister-in-law was working today and her mom was watching her girls. It was fun to see them up there unexpectedly. Zander was excited to see his cousin. Zander and Jaylyn have such a good time when they are together. We had a good time at Burger King. It was nice to get to know some of the ladies in the Mom's group. But when it was time to leave, that's when the trouble started. Zander decided to throw a tantrum, because he did not want to leave. I ended up carrying Zander and Sophia out to the car in my arms along with my purse and a small diaper bag. The kids decided they were not going to nap, they were only in their rooms for about 30 minutes before Zander came out of his room, and then woke up Sophia. We went grocery shopping in the afternoon, but Zander wasn't listening very well in the store either. At one point as we were leaving, Zander was climbing all over the cart. I used a grocery cart that has a little car in the front where the kids sat in. While in line, Zander decided he was going to climb up and sit on the top of the car. Now looking back, I should of gotten a picture of it. He usually isn't that daring. But at the time, I was so embarresed because Zander was not listening to me. And I was disciplining him all day long. It was rough. And I felt bad because I lost my patience a few times with him, and yelled at him. I don't want to be a yelling mom, but I was so frustrated with him today. I need to keep praying that God helps me to be the best mom I can be for my children. I want to point them toward God. I am trying to raise children who will love God with all their hearts. Some days it is ROUGH and TOUGH. To top it off my husband had a long day at work, and didn't get home from work until 8:30 p.m. The kids didn't see him all day today. He left around 6 a.m. this morning for work, and when he got home the kids were in bed already, because their bedtime is 7:30 p.m. I am glad this day is over, but I am sad I have to work tomorrow. At least I have a three day weekend. We have a busy weekend planned, but it should be fun! <br />
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Even though today was a ROUGH day, I love these children with all my heart. And am so thankful God blessed us with them. I am so glad God lent them to us. Because they are ultimately God's children, and He has lent them to us. I love them with all my heart. And I truly miss them when I am not with them. Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06093698642758714346noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366913443906231948.post-30550090384047218422012-01-31T21:52:00.003-08:002012-02-01T22:43:19.746-08:00Daddy's Girl<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilXyc5R5_tuqiqfLcRUpz9fqIKLu5168ZP1DDyS5BoW4jioNDu2YevAB8V_vrKXNZxxzkL9mTr4B9d2GMsvvU_U_51ELI4cgwmFlWlpMlIC-iK1DXN5MTW_h4Po6uWhelVHoh7LOpMjeQ/s1600/cuties01.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilXyc5R5_tuqiqfLcRUpz9fqIKLu5168ZP1DDyS5BoW4jioNDu2YevAB8V_vrKXNZxxzkL9mTr4B9d2GMsvvU_U_51ELI4cgwmFlWlpMlIC-iK1DXN5MTW_h4Po6uWhelVHoh7LOpMjeQ/s640/cuties01.jpg" width="640" height="484" sda="true" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-mpePAZ8TjpVBnGYsuuIR9HkqkRoxhkhd-VtyqfUwJXlRxnLOLU6VuOZwmjCHiBMPeLv8_UK25dytoJdqJeH313hzczVkLNMzNk8WqmOIvEFGHhZYb_8hLKzsSzd0HxIPUcf7Iy47e6A/s1600/cuties03.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-mpePAZ8TjpVBnGYsuuIR9HkqkRoxhkhd-VtyqfUwJXlRxnLOLU6VuOZwmjCHiBMPeLv8_UK25dytoJdqJeH313hzczVkLNMzNk8WqmOIvEFGHhZYb_8hLKzsSzd0HxIPUcf7Iy47e6A/s640/cuties03.jpg" width="640" height="440" sda="true" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzuxqKYamVDcrQuai_x_Qaj-xNhb0DsomzjmIH9NjNqK7cM_kNgsbUK453eHg4HSWTy1ZFB72b0VTjiCKMgzV_LoIpkt2B5pU0cKnYvb2L8doddB0rx0GvtXqnTkuA8b-spQ9QU3SqMW8/s1600/cuties02.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzuxqKYamVDcrQuai_x_Qaj-xNhb0DsomzjmIH9NjNqK7cM_kNgsbUK453eHg4HSWTy1ZFB72b0VTjiCKMgzV_LoIpkt2B5pU0cKnYvb2L8doddB0rx0GvtXqnTkuA8b-spQ9QU3SqMW8/s640/cuties02.jpg" width="430" height="640" sda="true" /></a></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">These pictures were taken on April 9, 2011, Sophia was 5 1/2 months old. </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">She loves her Daddy!</div>Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06093698642758714346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366913443906231948.post-1643016370840085312012-01-25T20:29:00.000-08:002012-01-25T20:29:36.216-08:00Walking Backward, But not Looking BackWe had a nice day. Well, except for some disheartening news. Both kids slept in until 8 a.m., so we only had about an hour and 15 minutes to get ready before swim lessons. We headed to swim lessons, and I was on my game today as a mom. I remembered the swim bag and the diaper bag. And we made it to the YMCA 15 minutes early. Sophia was dropped off at the Kids Zone, and she did pretty well. She didn't fuss, and actually wanted to go play. She did turn back to me, and started walking toward me, but the employees helped me by picking her up so she wouldn't cry and I could go with Zander to swim lessons. Zander is doing so well at swim lessons. He used the floating device that goes on his back, and was holding the noodle to try to help him swim. It was cute, while in swim lessons, the last thing we did was play with the ball in the pool. We are all in a circle and the kids push the ball through the water to the next person in the circle. Almost every time the little girl pushed the ball to Zander, Zander said thank you. It was very cute. My little polite boy. Then as we were walking out of the YMCA, Zander decided he was going to walk backwards. It was very cute! He did it all on his own. I don't think he has ever seen anyone walk backwards, so I am not sure where he learned to do that. Another memory I want to remember is how friendly and sociably Zander is. Zander says hi to everyone, and then he asks them "What are you doing?" And everyone seems to answer that question. It is very cute. Sophia was a very happy baby today. Okay, let me rephrase that. Sophia was a happy baby/toddler this afternoon. I just realized that she is really not a baby anymore. SO, I guess I have to start calling her a toddler instead of a baby. Sad. This morning Sophia was fussy and clingy. She wanted me to hold her all the time. It was hard getting dressed, and getting ready because every time I put her down she would cry and fuss and the come over to me and try to sit in my lap or climb all over me. I put both of them down for naps around 12:30 or 12:45 p.m.. Sophia only slept for about an hour. When she did wake up, she was a very happy girl. I think she enjoyed getting mommy all to herself. And I am sure she enjoyed not having her big brother pushing her or grabbing all the toys out of her hand, as he tends to do lately. She was walking all over the playroom/basement just smiling and giggling. I had the T.V. on at one point as background noise and she started dancing when some music came on the T.V. She was getting a little sassy with her dancing and just moving her shoulders up and down. That was the first time I saw her do that. It was so cute! I wish I got it on video, and I tried to have her do it again, but it didn't happen again. I love that girl. She is full of joy and love. 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Sadly, I have not been talking a lot of pictures lately. Today I took videos of Sophia, but no photos. I need to start taking more pictures. I am so disappointed with myself. <br />
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The disheartening news is that we had to pay $1600 to repair a friend's car. My husband hit my friend's car while it was parked in our driveway. It happened about 1 1/2 to 2 months ago while we were car pooling to work because I was orientating her. We knew we would be paying for the repairs of the car, but we just didn't realize it would be so much money. But, I know it was just an accident. And accidents happen. I know God will provide for us. We just have to be really good with our money and budget really well for the next few months or longer.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Some of these pictures are grainy because they are from my cell phone. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiclFrxEO_OBfsELuI8i-scD0EqzTq-_iAVZNjIt8LH6kUnsJcq9ede9c4nqFKKPEjsDwgsuFi8UdTCcKSJLd80YVAhPQoGdMv4eJwfwuCVDCj7cZ1TfwP_tczGPVjheBLydHEWVqRxmbw/s1600/snow02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" nfa="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiclFrxEO_OBfsELuI8i-scD0EqzTq-_iAVZNjIt8LH6kUnsJcq9ede9c4nqFKKPEjsDwgsuFi8UdTCcKSJLd80YVAhPQoGdMv4eJwfwuCVDCj7cZ1TfwP_tczGPVjheBLydHEWVqRxmbw/s400/snow02.jpg" width="238" /></a></div> After playing in the snow we went back into the house. Brian gave the kids baths and we got ready for church. Church was great. I love our new church. It was a great sermon ending the series on listening to God.<br />
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After church we headed to Fuddrucker's for a birthday party. It was Ava's birthday party. Ava is almost 2 months older than Zander and she is my friend Amanda's daughter. <br />
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<div align="center">I thought this picture was cute, Ava talking to Sophia</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpgFnyAs6Egi-SJgO5g7g0W-cL8z3FeQwySKo5LTOxe8LdenIGSjN6gmoE-LLuwmoKh4Kquw7l8oXY5G6TbGBqXviSvzGDxY2syvrwbRkXA7uVWIWK-yQ2nLRjJT77SdaD-0QoJZXYvOU/s1600/avasparty02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" nfa="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpgFnyAs6Egi-SJgO5g7g0W-cL8z3FeQwySKo5LTOxe8LdenIGSjN6gmoE-LLuwmoKh4Kquw7l8oXY5G6TbGBqXviSvzGDxY2syvrwbRkXA7uVWIWK-yQ2nLRjJT77SdaD-0QoJZXYvOU/s400/avasparty02.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After church, we headed to my parents house for about 30 minutes because we had a short period of time before small group. At 4:30 p.m. we headed to our friends Paul and Jen for small group. In our small group we are reading and study a book called "Radical" by David Platt. We are going through a chapter each time we meet. We meet every other Sunday evening. The first chapter was already deep and challenging, and I am looking forward to reading the rest of the book. I think this book will really help me to grow in my faith. But I will admit, I am a little scared of what God may be asking of me. But I will trust in God. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This picture of Zander cracks me up. It was taken on May 6, 2010. Zander was 13 1/2 months in this picture. He is almost Sophia's age now. </div>Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06093698642758714346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366913443906231948.post-85229538136467909392012-01-15T07:08:00.000-08:002012-01-15T07:08:41.303-08:00Fun experiment on days I workOn days that I work I don't have time to blog. I decided on the days I work I am going to pick a random album in my picture files, and pick one picture from that album to post on my blog. It will be totally random, and even if I don't think any of the pictures in that album are very good, or blog worthy, I will post one anyways. SO here is today's photo. It was taken on August 27, 2011, a picture of my sweet girl Sophia. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And then he decided this was how he was going to brush his teeth this morning. I walked into our master bathroom to find this...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06093698642758714346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366913443906231948.post-14196625229561629152012-01-07T21:19:00.000-08:002012-01-07T21:19:33.194-08:00Swimming and Shelving<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWCAg0j6unxP-emESzQA7OopjaejO_gFAeGbUPY4LbA1XeQ4jkMGiOPkuFlr0l_gZj2QeK35Bxg3cFfjE8wbGKoNWvmeSw4BhNT7EGcjkJp6ZaNTYCnowpM014II3VnS9VG7SdPfsgKlg/s1600/sophia%2527s+first+swim+lessons.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWCAg0j6unxP-emESzQA7OopjaejO_gFAeGbUPY4LbA1XeQ4jkMGiOPkuFlr0l_gZj2QeK35Bxg3cFfjE8wbGKoNWvmeSw4BhNT7EGcjkJp6ZaNTYCnowpM014II3VnS9VG7SdPfsgKlg/s400/sophia%2527s+first+swim+lessons.jpg" width="238" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sophia had her first swim lesson today. And Zander came with for the lesson too, because he had to make up for the lesson we missed on Wednesday. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgqTnWlDN6omgLoI8h7OZI9H0lFij_SSbW5e875AimccuDznhLKGTgSP86CSvVH3_KmQNPM17DJpcVio-PPCyRxUYBX0-vN-V3b7frb8YeiB4lDEbYEzAqvTxJUNgaN59Frk0bUBMe7V8/s1600/my+kiddos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgqTnWlDN6omgLoI8h7OZI9H0lFij_SSbW5e875AimccuDznhLKGTgSP86CSvVH3_KmQNPM17DJpcVio-PPCyRxUYBX0-vN-V3b7frb8YeiB4lDEbYEzAqvTxJUNgaN59Frk0bUBMe7V8/s640/my+kiddos.jpg" width="380" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sophia did really well. She loved it. Zander is still a little clingy. He always had one arm around someone's neck. The kids are in a parent-child swim class, so Brian and I both got in the water today with Zander and Sophia. Zander did warm up after a while and was smiling and laughing when they did the throw the fishy game. The child throws a fish or duck and then swims to get it. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After swim lessons, we stopped and picked some KFC and brought it home where we had lunch with my parents. My parents came to visit us today because they bought shelves for us. After lunch we began the task of putting all of the shelving units together. My parents were great because they stuck around for many hours putting together the shelving units. The shelves are for all of the kids toys in our basement. And it looks amazing. I will have to put pictures of it on here later. After all the shelves were up and the toys were organized, I snuck away to do a little shopping. I had to go to the Disney Store to get a gift for my niece for her birthday tomorrow. And then I stopped at Kohl's to return something. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">One of my New Year's Resolutions is to keep up with my blog more. I am going to try and post every day I am off work. And the days I am working I am going to try to post 1 picture. I really love blogging, and do it as a way to remember the day to day of my life with my family. I think it is a great way to record the memories and milestones of my children. And to remember what they have said, or how they are growing. They grow up so fast, and I want to remember it all. I have decided my blog may not be perfect and I am definitely not a good writer, but I am still going to do it. Even if what I write may not make sense always. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06093698642758714346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366913443906231948.post-77098889164046711482011-09-05T06:28:00.001-07:002011-10-22T06:00:23.247-07:00labor dayToday is Labor Day, and I am definetely Labored. I had to work! When I was trying to say goodbye to Zander and go to work, Zander ran out into the garage and tried to get into my car. He was so upset to see that he couldn't come with me. Trying to explain that I have to go to work, and he has to stay home with daddy is hard. He was very upset, and just cried and cried. My poor baby. I love that boy. He is such a mamma's boy! Brian was going to take the kids to the labor day parade that our town puts on, but he mixed up the times. He thought the parade started at noon, but it started at 10 a.m., so he missed it. Maybe next year. This parade must be very exciting, because people set up chairs along the parade route for days in advance.<br /><br />On another note, I need to blog more about what Sophia is up to. Especially when it comes to new things she is doing or saying. Sophia now says "mamamamamam." I am not sure if she said it today for the first time, but I do know she is now saying it as of today. I love that girl. God has truly blessed us with 2 amazing kids!<br />I forgot to blog the other day, so here is something that happened on Saturday, September 2, 2011.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk-FjYL5uwYDk8nD_PD-qgzjFTcD7_IRg_SvUIpHWxQ6sUrLfLhRGSWSws7tr5KYauOaKv4tSWzIwt0bvgWVCRZcphkf-kIDj9BSFwQHXQ4TQBOUuaUWDgf4hAMKxEvyldqaG97_zRCG8/s1600/wagon+ride+02.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk-FjYL5uwYDk8nD_PD-qgzjFTcD7_IRg_SvUIpHWxQ6sUrLfLhRGSWSws7tr5KYauOaKv4tSWzIwt0bvgWVCRZcphkf-kIDj9BSFwQHXQ4TQBOUuaUWDgf4hAMKxEvyldqaG97_zRCG8/s320/wagon+ride+02.jpg" width="320" height="280" rda="true" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-size:large;">Sophia had her first wagon ride</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyDJiofz8dB8A-TabrUCcUXWnnNYxYqvXO3ekMyq9n4f8jWm9OMvhpBGa_LszfOg0WxmC-S1CHRoKma9SW-hjz9Doy1pdAODdJpaQhmigK0b3JLoOdISJZw3GiMO3udpjVXTrOPPmPb6w/s1600/wagon+ride.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyDJiofz8dB8A-TabrUCcUXWnnNYxYqvXO3ekMyq9n4f8jWm9OMvhpBGa_LszfOg0WxmC-S1CHRoKma9SW-hjz9Doy1pdAODdJpaQhmigK0b3JLoOdISJZw3GiMO3udpjVXTrOPPmPb6w/s400/wagon+ride.jpg" width="205" height="400" rda="true" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><span style="font-size:large;">And her brother pulled her in it!</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrCGkk0t5UlWxxSaMVpqtcFWRTuoynXD_n22fCZmP0-WkEb2zzshMh5DMvjHiJF99m-AacHkRLlSB-JWfYP8719fjO0WrQ-XDA99KJZ2o_MhPlu1K136YOcmBTlq6kyA0dwZ0m3Gtxk0o/s1600/wagon+ride+03.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrCGkk0t5UlWxxSaMVpqtcFWRTuoynXD_n22fCZmP0-WkEb2zzshMh5DMvjHiJF99m-AacHkRLlSB-JWfYP8719fjO0WrQ-XDA99KJZ2o_MhPlu1K136YOcmBTlq6kyA0dwZ0m3Gtxk0o/s400/wagon+ride+03.jpg" width="400" height="245" rda="true" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:large;">Even though at times he couldn't see</span><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhriaZZ-0m4b9_vUnPJoISBy7IP9h7ubmS0bBJ1ge4oIbFuBAkliiHGZJB11YTN_2QjjN0oAnqT1r6FgJ0x4q0uHHtWB9StddEajT-arPhT1Yu6v7E69gYlpQspQK0J-szIPXcr0-hjMAE/s1600/wagon+ride+04.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhriaZZ-0m4b9_vUnPJoISBy7IP9h7ubmS0bBJ1ge4oIbFuBAkliiHGZJB11YTN_2QjjN0oAnqT1r6FgJ0x4q0uHHtWB9StddEajT-arPhT1Yu6v7E69gYlpQspQK0J-szIPXcr0-hjMAE/s320/wagon+ride+04.jpg" width="301" height="320" rda="true" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyx7EwRfSWHDzsLVGMuuwNYON6H6FcY5_5A1VqSmeQcrDuy0nu32dB4tQvkJtIoV9ozEFMoNf2XXE9wkOpBxXbzHDfNUePbHiqKOFAOWCA_D-67ks03mDx4eDlcCY5XJ7IDmZFcXeqP3M/s1600/wagon+ride+07.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyx7EwRfSWHDzsLVGMuuwNYON6H6FcY5_5A1VqSmeQcrDuy0nu32dB4tQvkJtIoV9ozEFMoNf2XXE9wkOpBxXbzHDfNUePbHiqKOFAOWCA_D-67ks03mDx4eDlcCY5XJ7IDmZFcXeqP3M/s320/wagon+ride+07.jpg" width="312" height="320" rda="true" /></a></div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-size:large;">Zander loved pulling her. He is concentrating here!</span><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-IM4FGpEZhmIOFE-vY1pe9m9DyFYRUkkI8FhAA-uH-FvnzfTJL9EOVXqzg_2K-dDyTGr7aAKpigxbdm6pWuxmP2z96VTHUN6wuvhwwV551Dv81I8Tk0ufwMm1cZsP3jwILTfW33uLS7w/s1600/wagon+ride+05.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-IM4FGpEZhmIOFE-vY1pe9m9DyFYRUkkI8FhAA-uH-FvnzfTJL9EOVXqzg_2K-dDyTGr7aAKpigxbdm6pWuxmP2z96VTHUN6wuvhwwV551Dv81I8Tk0ufwMm1cZsP3jwILTfW33uLS7w/s400/wagon+ride+05.jpg" width="392" height="400" rda="true" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:large;">And she loved it!</span><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSMM2sSGO38HwG3RJqYssuo8whfjkW92UtGl8N_iDz3BPs53om7hEkukABpPHNOgjG2XE3QsTY0c30ojg9XKkpFo7cQaFX4uT9I1mm21ZuZneVrRFOQ_41lXwbhJHKYy9V-_prQvPkCfY/s1600/wagon+ride+06.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSMM2sSGO38HwG3RJqYssuo8whfjkW92UtGl8N_iDz3BPs53om7hEkukABpPHNOgjG2XE3QsTY0c30ojg9XKkpFo7cQaFX4uT9I1mm21ZuZneVrRFOQ_41lXwbhJHKYy9V-_prQvPkCfY/s400/wagon+ride+06.jpg" width="400" height="213" rda="true" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div>Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06093698642758714346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366913443906231948.post-12625829447934298382011-06-09T09:11:00.000-07:002011-06-09T09:11:54.588-07:00Productivity<div style="text-align: center;">1 load of laundry</div><div style="text-align: center;">plus</div><div style="text-align: center;">all the laundry sorted </div><div style="text-align: center;">plus</div><div style="text-align: center;">1 tray of blueberry baby food made</div><div style="text-align: center;">plus</div><div style="text-align: center;">1 tray of banana baby food made </div><div style="text-align: center;">plus</div><div style="text-align: center;">1 tray of sweet potato baby food made </div><div style="text-align: center;">plus</div><div style="text-align: center;">2 children fed breakfast </div><div style="text-align: center;">plus</div><div style="text-align: center;">1 bottle given </div><div style="text-align: center;">plus</div><div style="text-align: center;">5 diaper changes, 3 of them poopy</div><div style="text-align: center;">plus </div><div style="text-align: center;">2 children dressed for the day</div><div style="text-align: center;">plus </div><div style="text-align: center;">1 child down for her morning nap</div><div style="text-align: center;">all before noon equals</div><div style="text-align: center;">1 busy but productive morning </div>Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06093698642758714346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366913443906231948.post-46723980088406762652011-04-25T06:03:00.000-07:002011-04-25T06:03:46.517-07:00He is Risen<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn5ATdEKXTpMpWK7b5FFm_wGikc2KbPxMLPwvIEW8rb6E2TiTwOHpeACG0fZTEfJTUukLuNiYWKYhqldm0hA7_F5r4Zaw6WvEWG05mXNnEiIafjo5Igg1rl0n5QFipOwrkfazFCf2GpeI/s1600/IMG_5932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn5ATdEKXTpMpWK7b5FFm_wGikc2KbPxMLPwvIEW8rb6E2TiTwOHpeACG0fZTEfJTUukLuNiYWKYhqldm0hA7_F5r4Zaw6WvEWG05mXNnEiIafjo5Igg1rl0n5QFipOwrkfazFCf2GpeI/s640/IMG_5932.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Jesus has Risen! And I am so thankful for that!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">I worked yesterday, but I did get to enjoy some family time before I started work at 11 a.m. We had a treasure hunt with Zander yesterday morning. And then we tag teamed and got the kids ready for church with baths and everything. Then we took a few family photos, before I changed into my scrubs and then raced off to work. </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Sophia right after her bath</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaiPBANudBAfD2RTiACuKEfeBon1fBx5vg7hMRMSO_3VjUePK8J7sHZynZ2XNkcnK6O7UijAp8b2WuMYnaEN85IZoNNrQSQPumw_vUbTWR7Ep3OuLhyphenhyphenbjIpSp5IUA2qxcvpVUWH3fK2M8/s1600/Easter+Sophia+01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaiPBANudBAfD2RTiACuKEfeBon1fBx5vg7hMRMSO_3VjUePK8J7sHZynZ2XNkcnK6O7UijAp8b2WuMYnaEN85IZoNNrQSQPumw_vUbTWR7Ep3OuLhyphenhyphenbjIpSp5IUA2qxcvpVUWH3fK2M8/s400/Easter+Sophia+01.jpg" width="362" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxZc-aLs2z8oVl__G_cG9J_rEuEHXXqWrKHxFZnvA7R9qDp0w4ZpmIEFKjfjwnVOCyaA1W1NS3gL8GpaNVL-j7mYNwZQ7XrjzEBah8TxQiNvQGO4FaE-jz-Ru3mkwV8RLUEsXhgQkHsRA/s1600/IMG_5937.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxZc-aLs2z8oVl__G_cG9J_rEuEHXXqWrKHxFZnvA7R9qDp0w4ZpmIEFKjfjwnVOCyaA1W1NS3gL8GpaNVL-j7mYNwZQ7XrjzEBah8TxQiNvQGO4FaE-jz-Ru3mkwV8RLUEsXhgQkHsRA/s640/IMG_5937.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Brian took the kids to church and then over to his parents to celebrate Easter with his brothers and their families. They had a little Easter Egg hunt for the kids over there. Brian even brought a plate full of food to the hospital for me because I couldn't celebrate with everyone else. That was very nice of him. </div>Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06093698642758714346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366913443906231948.post-43372276946277649732011-04-08T00:13:00.001-07:002011-04-09T01:35:44.724-07:00Fun at Bellaboo's<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">I went to Bellaboo's today with my kiddos, my 2 nieces, my nephew, and my mom. Bellaboo's is a children's museum/play adventure place. The kids had a blast. It was fun to watch them having so much fun. After arriving back at my mom's house, my niece Julia asked my mom "can we go back tomorrow." </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Here are some pictures from our day.</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">My nieces and nephew, Julia, Tyler, and Alyssa</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoYeaBGK0b_7K2Vz-lEXG2IAGuRJSrACWhwDlv1iBk0J0s49IE0keMmIw64f1mSkEqDIRAp-ud3bpsrkgCIJjITCccYNFgBJSFquZxI5cVNo408An5a2N3rA8u3wCp7zD6UGzAjJOfIl4/s1600/bellaboos01.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoYeaBGK0b_7K2Vz-lEXG2IAGuRJSrACWhwDlv1iBk0J0s49IE0keMmIw64f1mSkEqDIRAp-ud3bpsrkgCIJjITCccYNFgBJSFquZxI5cVNo408An5a2N3rA8u3wCp7zD6UGzAjJOfIl4/s400/bellaboos01.jpg" width="400" height="267" r6="true" /></a></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Alyssa jumping in the ball pit!</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCPMQ1IoGC1Pp5TDisbbg3eqFyKVJjPhnn0SgYimJ61hk89A_uDHycyAXc3PBiL5hUB3GnP5SnprwZWCfH9soKdVySLtyxLrkNnmnt0LRrzGmKqMmj0VM5xxc8UKBLfzqIIGW9M6Ltpek/s1600/IMG_5553.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCPMQ1IoGC1Pp5TDisbbg3eqFyKVJjPhnn0SgYimJ61hk89A_uDHycyAXc3PBiL5hUB3GnP5SnprwZWCfH9soKdVySLtyxLrkNnmnt0LRrzGmKqMmj0VM5xxc8UKBLfzqIIGW9M6Ltpek/s400/IMG_5553.JPG" width="400" height="266" r6="true" /></a></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Julia</div><br /><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhbzMgP_K3frgIulOTTXMSo_7gWpmdpt2wdrvmV06BJg4Aauro6MeSh9xJEGg4ovRWT90d1cKbdcsSzS7Mv-dybIzV8p_N1cE5_x4I8EUAGAngLLvgI9lnY1TL0TGroBANN-i3e93DDOw/s1600/bellaboos02.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhbzMgP_K3frgIulOTTXMSo_7gWpmdpt2wdrvmV06BJg4Aauro6MeSh9xJEGg4ovRWT90d1cKbdcsSzS7Mv-dybIzV8p_N1cE5_x4I8EUAGAngLLvgI9lnY1TL0TGroBANN-i3e93DDOw/s640/bellaboos02.jpg" width="640" height="426" r6="true" /></a></div><br /><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator">The Firetruck cookies they made.</div><br /><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdMogH0ur2_RzarjBf_A75doVe8B0uNp3u6Lh3YRhIpewNexm1gvxaDayjm6eOODtZ6Q7pchWe0HV6M8tK1czaMR1qhhZFmh2_cm0J3yxsV3yR5ZpERyrEoiKZZa5xR7GGa8tJDuTy4Iw/s1600/bellaboos08.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdMogH0ur2_RzarjBf_A75doVe8B0uNp3u6Lh3YRhIpewNexm1gvxaDayjm6eOODtZ6Q7pchWe0HV6M8tK1czaMR1qhhZFmh2_cm0J3yxsV3yR5ZpERyrEoiKZZa5xR7GGa8tJDuTy4Iw/s400/bellaboos08.jpg" width="400" height="321" r6="true" /></a></div><br /><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator">Instead of picking up the cookie to eat it, Zander decides to leave it on the counter and bite from there.</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBXGcV8WDXgujfX8FlrwWUp15cGUUym0e8hbBUUmrgf2dg9RElncxRX1dQ4LCc29gUTapgLjFD2YBNKeSIURcg7VGpla58KUTr8ypda03FoBeCxkBxTuMa8ZweN1uRmOq-rwmnsaXogO8/s1600/IMG_5578.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBXGcV8WDXgujfX8FlrwWUp15cGUUym0e8hbBUUmrgf2dg9RElncxRX1dQ4LCc29gUTapgLjFD2YBNKeSIURcg7VGpla58KUTr8ypda03FoBeCxkBxTuMa8ZweN1uRmOq-rwmnsaXogO8/s400/IMG_5578.JPG" width="400" height="266" r6="true" /></a></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Tyler</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif9s7JPSU0EPik7fhIejA9V83yJWFBlw1hYKFTy8FlbXfpEsja2F2AA41_bF9NfvOK2jlG7B96Ff9dc897h9UPpafm3C5KOHR_s9bT3KW2SgVKrNC-_V6Ydh79Hye_Ag6lJ9Da1dpmarY/s1600/IMG_5612.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif9s7JPSU0EPik7fhIejA9V83yJWFBlw1hYKFTy8FlbXfpEsja2F2AA41_bF9NfvOK2jlG7B96Ff9dc897h9UPpafm3C5KOHR_s9bT3KW2SgVKrNC-_V6Ydh79Hye_Ag6lJ9Da1dpmarY/s400/IMG_5612.JPG" width="266" height="400" r6="true" /></a></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">My sweet little giraffe, Sophia!</div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzm6VLvN7FZIEmrj8R7jWIBVomfAtsPn_eyzEEvk2XXvI_ZJYDDa3DZOvuh8F_ooh4TmYhGlmPh2UZUDc4Rd5dYbFAxqmoJei2iS0sTw3StSSxCJV_GIH22llh_YDxIczTRgUjj4M2hUo/s1600/IMG_5599.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzm6VLvN7FZIEmrj8R7jWIBVomfAtsPn_eyzEEvk2XXvI_ZJYDDa3DZOvuh8F_ooh4TmYhGlmPh2UZUDc4Rd5dYbFAxqmoJei2iS0sTw3StSSxCJV_GIH22llh_YDxIczTRgUjj4M2hUo/s400/IMG_5599.JPG" width="266" height="400" r6="true" /></a></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">The picture above looks really weird, and makes Sophia look fatter than she is. She has the seat belt from the stroller on underneath her dress. She is such a skinny thing, but it doesn't matter to her or us either way. I just wanted to bring clarity to this picture. </div>Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06093698642758714346noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366913443906231948.post-61022242734649439052011-04-05T19:57:00.000-07:002011-04-05T19:57:15.244-07:00Not how I planned my day!Do you ever plan your day out in your mind, but in actuality it goes nothing like you planned? That is exactly how my day went. I am not complaining, I had a wonderful day, but it was nothing like I wanted it to go. I am a planner and a list maker. I love 'to do lists'. And yesterday I made a very long and detailed 'to do list'. And only a few things were checked off my 'to do list.' I was woken up around 6:45 a.m. this morning by Sophia, my daughter, and as I was feeding her I heard a knock on the door. As I walked out of my room wondering who would possibly be at my door this early in the morning, I glanced in the direction of my kitchen window, and my little sister was peering in my window. She scared me half to death. She came over because she was already bored. She is a teacher and is on Spring Break. It is beyond my understanding why she does not sleep in and enjoy this time, but instead she had been up for 2 hours and decided to come hang out at my house. I love having her so close, she only lives 5 minutes away. While we were hanging out my niece Alyssa called me and asked if I could come with the kids to visit her and her siblings. My nieces and nephew are also on Spring break and are staying with my parents for the week. I agreed to go hang out there for the morning. So I got the kids going and loaded in the car with everything, and headed with my sister to my parent's house. We hung out with my nieces and nephews for the morning and around 12:45 p.m. we headed back home. Zander is loving that his cousins are in visiting from Fort Wayne, because he is having so much fun with them. My mom and I are taking all the kids to Bellaboos on Friday, a children's museum in our area, and I am looking forward to that. Zander loves that place, and he is going to have fun playing at Bellaboos with his cousins. <br />
Zander fell asleep in the car as usual, and I laid him down for a short nap when we got home. Then we found out we had to pick up my husband from work, and then get the car from the mechanics. Our brakes are finally fixed on the Thunderbird. Last minute we invited our friends Racheal and Jason and their 3 girls over for dinner. We grilled chicken and then made some potatoes, rice, and corn to with it. SO, that was my day. None of that was on my 'to do list'. And I think I only got 2 things crossed off my 'to do list', 1 load of laundry and one phone call done. Well, I guess there is always tomorrow for the 'to do list'. <br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Sophia got some new bows from Racheal</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyu2CrsYhWvgkLtCYYNU6oDvHbJ0y-9w2x0KvHPmJSGY_5K2BoxvdYY1OzZuF5mlnoUvmBHxrJ6mH3Rl_D8zB-k4mlazM4-5XSo3O6k2yvM2j-UhnZqrKle8NTYPTXGlQ6leU3mnh0QnE/s1600/IMG_5528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyu2CrsYhWvgkLtCYYNU6oDvHbJ0y-9w2x0KvHPmJSGY_5K2BoxvdYY1OzZuF5mlnoUvmBHxrJ6mH3Rl_D8zB-k4mlazM4-5XSo3O6k2yvM2j-UhnZqrKle8NTYPTXGlQ6leU3mnh0QnE/s400/IMG_5528.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">And in the picture below, Sophia was not too happy by the time I snapped a few pictures, but look at those skinny legs</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBpOOYdvfPqQnRLgcr1a1iV3nexVyxPUQfX-tpUMZhvrFdSbtU0rTy0d-fEFylTQlUTHaXC46v2TH6Bel_bNn_sEV7Kt5S7YRxOabYGYZQNlXGhTuroDer4TzhbN4cV5xcx8RShCQ4mdY/s1600/IMG_5530.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBpOOYdvfPqQnRLgcr1a1iV3nexVyxPUQfX-tpUMZhvrFdSbtU0rTy0d-fEFylTQlUTHaXC46v2TH6Bel_bNn_sEV7Kt5S7YRxOabYGYZQNlXGhTuroDer4TzhbN4cV5xcx8RShCQ4mdY/s400/IMG_5530.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Zander also got some Thomas the Train sandals from Racheal, I just forgot to get him wearing them. Of course he had to wear them right away with his socks on. I wish I got a picture of that because socks with sandles is so in, and they were Christmas socks none the less. Hey, they were the most available socks at the time.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I started off writing this post wanting to talk about how I always try to plan my life out a certain way, and God has other plans. You think I would stop planning things. I know God's way is always the best way, and I trust that He knows what is best for me. His plan for my life is the BEST plan. He has my life all mapped out, and I know no matter what, He is in control, and He will always be there for me. I serve an awesome and loving God. </div>Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06093698642758714346noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366913443906231948.post-70602776771550979202011-02-24T21:35:00.001-08:002011-02-26T07:17:13.318-08:00Shop Til We Drop!<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGuoZ99tqFp8kuElfT-b7yswL9q4jToQU9gLAtdSUt-S2WmL0k5Ch4PO88kfJztHjXD2BpCGYKH180ar2Ms6iDQMSy1Y7Zk82ZkHsSEnnjU5U_lbRzofcrSX4mlsXBCYVKXdN_1iMqiWI/s1600/IMG_3856.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGuoZ99tqFp8kuElfT-b7yswL9q4jToQU9gLAtdSUt-S2WmL0k5Ch4PO88kfJztHjXD2BpCGYKH180ar2Ms6iDQMSy1Y7Zk82ZkHsSEnnjU5U_lbRzofcrSX4mlsXBCYVKXdN_1iMqiWI/s640/IMG_3856.JPG" width="426" height="640" l6="true" /></a></div>And <strike>boy</strike> girl did we ever shop today. Zander, Sophia, and I all went to the mall today to shop. Gymboree was having a great sale, and I didn't want to miss it. I hate to shop, but couldn't pass up on this sale. I planned on meeting 2 girlfriends and their kids at the mall, but one ended up being sick, and the other friend's husband was sick. So I ventured to the mall by myself. I am pretty sure this was the first time at the mall by myself with 2 kids. And it was a sucess. We had a lot of fun. I am surprised I had fun shopping, but that is because we only went to 1 store. We shopped at Gymboree for quite a while. Zander stayed in the stroller the whole time. At Gymboree they have a little TV with cartoons on for the kids. I wheeled the stroller near that and let Zander watch a little TV, so I could shop. He also had his Thomas the Train book to read (which is becoming his new favorite book) and some matchbox cars to play with. After a while, a little girl around 4 years old came over and sat in one of the chairs by the TV. She was trying to convince Zander that he wanted to come out of the stroller. It was quite amusing. She was very sweet with Zander. After I decided what to get, which was a process in itself, I paid and then headed to the food court so the kids could eat. Poor Zander, I only bought him 2 items of clothing, and all the rest was for Sophia. I wasn't impressed with the clothing selection for Zander's size, it wasn't that cute. Zander had pizza, while at the food court and ate really well while I gave Sophia a bottle. Zander did not try to out of his chair once. I was really impressed with Zander the whole time we were at the mall, he was so well behaved. He did throw his cars and his book on the floor a few times while we were in Gymboree, but thankfully no one was in the store at the time but us. And in his defense we were in Gymboree a long time. Once the little girl sat down next to him, he was an angel, and just interacted with her. (I am not one to call my children angels, because believe me, they misbehave at times, as all kids do, but I was so impressed with how he acted.) After we ate, we headed to the play area in the mall. They have an area just for young kids to play at. It is really a nice clean area where kids can run around, climb on things, and slide down the slide. Zander had a blast. <br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZbEYVH6SpxXtZhfCI5mUvWyvzHZ6pOBol0-UIco1912npWn60fsXW_kLPd-0oIGVIlwVLp-cMeyePh8gPudADaUbGOYQphiu3dI2TJkoAAyGIDXCnfFKaPyvH50iwelYcRS6jVXsmyxU/s1600/IMG_3842.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZbEYVH6SpxXtZhfCI5mUvWyvzHZ6pOBol0-UIco1912npWn60fsXW_kLPd-0oIGVIlwVLp-cMeyePh8gPudADaUbGOYQphiu3dI2TJkoAAyGIDXCnfFKaPyvH50iwelYcRS6jVXsmyxU/s400/IMG_3842.JPG" width="400" height="266" l6="true" /></a></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhweJk88AUHs00_hFUx8wJREOnp5QgXdw-Tv6QIoLM_d_GJ4spkwgRR2Ti1yk4CvTVtueQMDxeGnI8zhtWUN57xXeK1l3HnNm6l4Guy2qGiNeBMSUqh_aw3t-wElro3TKpSbDsK-TLkv2I/s1600/IMG_3852.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhweJk88AUHs00_hFUx8wJREOnp5QgXdw-Tv6QIoLM_d_GJ4spkwgRR2Ti1yk4CvTVtueQMDxeGnI8zhtWUN57xXeK1l3HnNm6l4Guy2qGiNeBMSUqh_aw3t-wElro3TKpSbDsK-TLkv2I/s400/IMG_3852.JPG" width="400" height="266" l6="true" /></a></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Zander only went down the slide backwards. I am not sure why.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1hK-3wZ18JU9AZag7zkLJChwefZPkeiykEdh0I-9beWdXBfflpOmlHhce5kV1JIZclPkFaSdMzr_ZUPP2zxdtSnbR_QPdlgu_WEYyz0IBRqlg4mpiqigt4bYxhCnlBzLqwHjSB-iO9ZE/s1600/IMG_3844.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1hK-3wZ18JU9AZag7zkLJChwefZPkeiykEdh0I-9beWdXBfflpOmlHhce5kV1JIZclPkFaSdMzr_ZUPP2zxdtSnbR_QPdlgu_WEYyz0IBRqlg4mpiqigt4bYxhCnlBzLqwHjSB-iO9ZE/s400/IMG_3844.JPG" width="400" height="266" l6="true" /></a></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh37x3zOWoYhVpbuCcrwBYcxLKHHOlppA3VLciaxv9zTt2BoZlHRv2cbrUifAgMDNRmP8qZaHyOWNZQUiNlhU4NOkBQjOaXtNGs4qmtXI1bsIYJtzcu8P8iqVH4RVHtHnEj7smIXhrdXYI/s1600/IMG_3845.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh37x3zOWoYhVpbuCcrwBYcxLKHHOlppA3VLciaxv9zTt2BoZlHRv2cbrUifAgMDNRmP8qZaHyOWNZQUiNlhU4NOkBQjOaXtNGs4qmtXI1bsIYJtzcu8P8iqVH4RVHtHnEj7smIXhrdXYI/s400/IMG_3845.JPG" width="266" height="400" l6="true" /></a></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhon-319LmhLWu9VPk6LBd99n-v2leAbmwRAN_f3XZ_0rXFa1QFHq_FP4rWVJpap8wQCRstQl8_jpQlu4dJwGAgWzbTR1TuYED8LG8vunCqVV-nvEJiAF1bRqRM4J22mt83ZOSFE2pAcGA/s1600/IMG_3830.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhon-319LmhLWu9VPk6LBd99n-v2leAbmwRAN_f3XZ_0rXFa1QFHq_FP4rWVJpap8wQCRstQl8_jpQlu4dJwGAgWzbTR1TuYED8LG8vunCqVV-nvEJiAF1bRqRM4J22mt83ZOSFE2pAcGA/s400/IMG_3830.JPG" width="400" height="266" l6="true" /></a></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLVV7mPalFiIsa2KTY1CzcAiNPL6pitdWQlXJBvGh3kFdG5k1JCJKsvnKihKPwG_DDrMa-NL198EsiIRnMM6zIgSHjN-Zo9w6AGY58XQYimOoB_Og4IP4yG5nVTGJNJPqDSvHttjtHDQ8/s1600/IMG_3838.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLVV7mPalFiIsa2KTY1CzcAiNPL6pitdWQlXJBvGh3kFdG5k1JCJKsvnKihKPwG_DDrMa-NL198EsiIRnMM6zIgSHjN-Zo9w6AGY58XQYimOoB_Og4IP4yG5nVTGJNJPqDSvHttjtHDQ8/s400/IMG_3838.JPG" width="400" height="266" l6="true" /></a></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">This was how I found Zander when we got home. And he couldn't let go of his Thomas the Train book. </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA4QRXXi_w_aE1we-Ugh9kiDRbbwp1FYmNebCWo-DfzEHxIYxynW7Bip6tAU6R68CeD-Ry_shPYgCp4kuH0b8dW2fIlnMDLe255V8QiiR-zocIL0gGyRrHlNY08v-PTvSuKDmr0MZathY/s1600/IMG_3871.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA4QRXXi_w_aE1we-Ugh9kiDRbbwp1FYmNebCWo-DfzEHxIYxynW7Bip6tAU6R68CeD-Ry_shPYgCp4kuH0b8dW2fIlnMDLe255V8QiiR-zocIL0gGyRrHlNY08v-PTvSuKDmr0MZathY/s400/IMG_3871.JPG" width="400" height="266" l6="true" /></a></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"></div>Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06093698642758714346noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366913443906231948.post-9508818781861439232011-02-11T04:55:00.001-08:002011-02-12T02:32:04.538-08:00WowI am soooooooo excited. I got to meet someone whom I just love. (okay this is a sidenote, but in the last sentence, is it supposed to be who or whom? I am too tired to figure that one out) I have been reading her blog for almost 2 years now. Right after Zander was born I started reading her blog, and I just love her. I have read her book and I love it. I want to go home and read it again now. I know she doesn't read my blog, but meeting her is almost like how she felt meeting Beth Moore. I should have told her that, but I forgot. Instead we talked about my little girl Sophia and her daughter Charlotte, and how I wanted to name my daughter Charlotte at the last minute, but my husband wouldn't let me switch her name from Sophia to Charlotte. She is just as sweet in person as she is in her blog. <br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxVzrLtiIIGB8djus8XFAxyILj05MaY_1q_9JGNl7E62XA478rwBGx0CaPTmYLzS5NwK3X0OblES8f_VV5rpCtKemizqM_jDoD5UKO-vwMPpSfC9vsyENzw0yAd0i_-qnACoEV6jixJCU/s1600/angie+smith+and+me.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxVzrLtiIIGB8djus8XFAxyILj05MaY_1q_9JGNl7E62XA478rwBGx0CaPTmYLzS5NwK3X0OblES8f_VV5rpCtKemizqM_jDoD5UKO-vwMPpSfC9vsyENzw0yAd0i_-qnACoEV6jixJCU/s640/angie+smith+and+me.jpg" width="640" height="545" h5="true" /></a></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">It was so nice to meet you Angie Smith. And I can't wait to hear you talk at the Women of Faith Conference in Indianapolis, Indiana.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">I am having a blast at the Woman of Faith, All Access Conference, and I can't wait to share with you more about my trip. I will post more pictures and update more on my blog really soon. But for now I better get some sleep, because I am really typing this at 4:22 a.m. on Saturday morning. I don't want to leave these wonderful people I have met. And I sure as heck don't want to leave this gorgeous hotel. I actually said today (technically yesterday) that I am moving in here. But really, I can't wait to get back to Indiana to see my 2 cutie pie kids and my wonderful husband. I have missed all 3 of them soooooooo much, it is unbelievable. SO until I post again, or add to this post, bye, for now.</div>Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06093698642758714346noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5366913443906231948.post-12208733770785858222011-01-31T18:30:00.000-08:002011-01-31T18:30:07.335-08:00I am trying...<div style="text-align: center;">...to be a better blogger, but because I have a full time job and am a mom to 2, I am having a hard time. I thought I would post some pictures while I have a few minutes. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Chicago Bears, I still love and will always love you. But I wish you would have won! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And as they say, There is always next year!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">GO BEARS!!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">I will post more pictures later of the party!</div>Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06093698642758714346noreply@blogger.com0