tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58270183455264249542024-03-05T10:28:37.499-08:00A Big Blessed FamilyThe ups and downs of our wonderful, yet sometimes crazy life!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-42383125981141214452016-03-31T09:55:00.000-07:002016-03-31T09:55:23.959-07:00I'm just me<div style="text-align: center;">
It has been a LONG time since I have blogged! It is something that I wish I was more consistent at, but life happens and I forget! Oh well- It is a new day and here I am :) </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Over the last couple of weeks I have gotten a lot of comments from people about how "I inspire them". This is so strange to me!! Why? lol I have had people tell me that they love to follow me on Facebook, people who get excited and can't wait to meet me. And People who have told me thank you for helping them get closer with their husband or that I am the reason they are growing closer to God.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I am so honored and very humbled by all of this! I am hearing it a lot lately- I think from 3 or 4 different people just this week. I appreciate it, and again thank you........ but it makes me think...... Why???</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I'm just me!!! I am not anyone special! I just go through life like all of you do! I have struggles, I have joy!! I have had extremely hard times and I have had some amazing times!!! I have had a horrible marriage and I have had the best marriage!!!! I am just me....... I am trying to get through everyday and find love, joy and peace in the process :) </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Life is hard sometimes- I mean really hard!!! Let's be completely honest- sometimes life just sucks :( I am not everything that I wish I was. I am trying everyday to be a better person than I was the day before. Sometimes I am and sometimes, well.... not so much! I pray throughout my day and try doing the best that I can. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Although I don't feel like I am anyone "special" that you should be inspired by, I want to say thank you from the bottom of my heart to the people who have reached out to me <3. Thank you for being a part of my life, and thank you for helping me feel like I am helping someone in someway feel like they can be a better person as well! That they can and WILL overcome! I love you all <3 and I want to encourage you all to just be you, because after all, I'm just me!!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv5ynupUhY3_UjCX7jpSHpTjUPtEiobsFp54Sk9Tzz5T_Wp4IY7DLNp7clwNvtvJNx3Wmp4IdfluGEMF6PhudUSS8fc9rXOaJ1aFa_qnaqpb5j_SdzPkVmlPxmeJypzzqBt5JCj5SgVwH0/s1600/1924127_10153920715602367_3732288794441686135_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv5ynupUhY3_UjCX7jpSHpTjUPtEiobsFp54Sk9Tzz5T_Wp4IY7DLNp7clwNvtvJNx3Wmp4IdfluGEMF6PhudUSS8fc9rXOaJ1aFa_qnaqpb5j_SdzPkVmlPxmeJypzzqBt5JCj5SgVwH0/s320/1924127_10153920715602367_3732288794441686135_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-91896951290467693682015-06-16T16:10:00.000-07:002015-06-16T16:10:36.348-07:00What you really want to know<div style="text-align: center;">
As most of you know I have a lot going on in my life right now. I posted a Give Forward fundraiser for us the other night and asked for people not to message me because I really wasn't interested in explaining myself to a bunch of people. Well, you don't listen..... lol I probably received 30+ messages. Luckily, they were from people who I felt actually cared and weren't looking to just be nosey so they could have their next "town gossip story". I am doing a lot better mentally and emotionally today to where I feel I can share with you what is going on. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The majority of my friends know that my husband has demons in the form of addiction issues. He has struggled all throughout our marriage (and the majority of his teen life on) with alcohol, drug and pornography (there is a blog on here somewhere about that one). This unfortunately is one of those times.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
A couple of months ago I started having a feeling that something was off. I confronted him numerous times and he always denied it. A few weeks ago the truth came out and we got in a big fight about it. He ended up going to visit a friend of his (not someone I approve of as a friend) and they hung out and had a few drinks. On his way home he was pulled over for speeding and failed a breathalyzer test and was arrested for a DUI. He was very upset about it and it seemed to really shake him up. I honestly thought (or maybe just hoped) that this was a turning point for him. After he did this I told him I was done, if something like this happened again I would leave. For those of you who don't know my brother is an alcoholic and I grew up watching him ruin my family. I refuse to let my kids grow up like I did.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
On Saturday I laid down for a nap and Michael left with Blake to go to the store to buy some stuff to try to fix the lawnmower. When he got home I found open alcohol containers in the car and I lost it. I told him that he needed to pack up and get out. Long story short it turned into a big huge ugly argument, but he did eventually leave. That is what prompted the Give Forward fundraiser and where we are today. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Now, with all of that being said I want to make something VERY clear!!!! My husband is an AMAZING man!! The guy that I post about on Facebook and all of the wonderful things he does for me, is exactly who he is!!! He spoils me and takes care of me in every way that he possibly can. He is always going out of his way to help others who need it and he is incredibly kind and loving. He is a great husband and a great father and I wouldn't change being married to him for anything in the world. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The person who I asked to leave on Saturday night is not my husband. Alcoholism is a disease. It consumes your thoughts and actions and makes you turn into someone that you aren't. (My brother is the same way) He needs help. My prayer is that he will make the decision to get himself help. I have not kicked him to the curb with the intention of divorce and not caring about him anymore. I did what I did to protect my kids, my heart and ultimately himself. I have been in touch with him since he left and told him that I want him to seek help. I don't know if that means sending him away somewhere or him getting into different groups/counseling sessions 5 days a week or what. I asked him to meet with some Godly men who would help hold him accountable and help him figure out what is the best option for his situation. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I know that he can overcome this. Not because of anything that he does, but because my God is bigger than any addiction! I pray that he will choose to make the decision to get help and once he proves to me he is taking the steps to get his life back on track and get himself well he will be welcomed back with open arms. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I have been through more than I should have ever had to go through with him. I know a lot of you do not think that he should be allowed another chance. A lot of you just want to gossip and talk about us and his issues. If that is what you think is necessary then whatever, go ahead..... I no longer care. The fact is that you are no better than I am. Just like I am no better than he is. He has sin in his life that he needs to overcome, just like I do and just like you do. None of us are perfect and I know that when I screw up that I hope that people will forgive me. This incident does not define who he is.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I love my husband more than anything and I will continue to not give up on him and help him through this in anyway that I can without putting myself or my kids in harm's way. I know that he would do it for me if the situation was reversed and he wouldn't just abandon me in my time of need. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
In the meantime I am trying to raise money in order to get a van so I can leave the house, go to Dr appt, store, park, church or God forbid the ER of there is an emergency. If you are interested.in helping me out at all I would greatly appreciate it. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Here is the link to my fundraiser https://www.giveforward.com/fundraiser/5059/blessings-for-the-vincent-family</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Some have asked about just sending it to me through PayPal because there is no fee that way. If you are interested in doing it that way my PayPal email is lesliefam7@gmail.com as long as you put it as friends/family then there is no fee. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Thanks again to all of you who have already supported me! I am blessed by your friendships and so thankful for the outpouring of love!!!</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-40843383550389165802014-05-12T19:48:00.002-07:002014-05-12T19:48:59.255-07:00Exactly what they need!<div style="text-align: center;">
It is VERY rare that I ever want to go to a movie theater to see a movie, but there is a movie out called, 'Moms Night Out' that I was interested in seeing.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
My husband being the wonderful man that he is took me to see that movie on Saturday night! Luckily, we weren't seeing a movie that he picked out because he fell asleep during the first preview!!! </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Oh well.......</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
This movie really spoke to my heart. If you have not seen it, I HIGHLY recommend it!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I have a question for you........</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
How many days a week do you feel like you are failing as a mother?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Personally, I have moments each and everyday where I question myself and my abilities to do this whole ":mom" thing. I constantly question if what I am doing is right. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Why wont he listen to me?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Are my kids going to grow up hating me? </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Are they going to be smart enough?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Can I really give this many kids everything that they need?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Do they know how much I love them?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Are they going to love God?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Can I really teach them how to survive in this screwed up world that we live in?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Every night as I lay in bed something that happened throughout the day will come to my head. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I will think to myself.......</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I wish I would have handled that situation differently. I wish I would have played more with someone.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Should I have disciplined them differently? Why did I get mad over that?? Whatever it is, there is ALWAYS something that I question about myself.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
As moms we also like to compare ourselves to other moms. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
She cooks better than me. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
She is more crafty than I am. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
She never yells at her kids. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
She is always wearing makeup and has perfect hair. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
She makes everything from scratch and doesn't feed her kids Burger king.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Whatever it is, I know that you have done it! You have compared your parenting ability to someone else. You have thought that you are screwing up your child. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
You have questioned your ability to be the good mom that your kids need.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Admit it........</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Well, I want to tell you that you are the PERFECT parent for your child! </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
God made all of us differently. He made all of our kids differently. What my kid needs, yours may not. Your strengths are just right for the children that He gave to YOU, not me. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
If He thought that I could do a better job then He would have given me your child, But He didn't. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
He gave them to you because you are the ONLY person who can give your child what they need. How you teach them and how you shape them is going to turn them into who they are going to be. The exact person that God created them to be. If God would have given me your child then that child wouldn't be who He wants them to be.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Your job as a mom is THE most important job in the world. You are not totally screwing up your kid! You are doing things right! You may not be the mom that your best friend is and that is ok!!!! You are exactly who you need to be for your kid and that is what matters! No one else can give them what they need.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
When that child looks up at you and says I love you, mom, know with your whole heart that you ARE doing something right!!! You are EXACTLY what that sweet little face needs :) </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The movie touched on that and really made me think.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
By the end I had tears in my eyes as I thought about my own wonderful children and how being their mom really is the best thing in the world. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
There is nothing in this world I love more than being a mom and I know that even on my bad days, I wouldn't trade it for anything!!! </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
From here on out I am going to stop thinking that I am not good enough! If I messed up, I will work on making things right and not dwell on it. I am no longer going to listen to the voice that says I am screwing up my kids ;) </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I want to encourage you to do the same!!!!</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-92141603911725360992014-04-15T21:31:00.003-07:002014-04-15T21:31:44.375-07:00Children are a gift from God<div style="text-align: center;">
Recently, I had the privilege to attend a Comfort Care dessert fundraiser. Comfort Care is our local pregnancy resource center. I have visited the center before, but this was the first fundraiser that we have ever attended. I was not sure what to expect other than they would ask us for money.....lol<br />
<br />
They had a couple of people speak and one woman give her testimony.<br />
I was in tears numerous times throughout the evening. First, was during the testimony of a woman who chose life for her baby. She stood up there and told everyone how she was scared. How the baby's father wanted her to have an abortion. How although she grew up being pro-life she just didn't know what to do.<br />
<br />
She decided to go to Comfort Care to discuss her different options. She said that while she was there she never felt judged and felt like they really cared. After talking to the counselor she was taken back to have an ultrasound done where she saw the baby's heartbeat for the first time. Thanks to the counseling and ultrasound she decided to keep her baby!! Even if the road ahead of her might be hard and not what she had planned. She chose life!<br />
<br />
Fast forward to today, she is the mother of a beautiful little girl who is about 3 weeks older than Wyatt. And I can tell you from seeing her with that sweet little baby that she does not regret her decision to choose life.<br />
<br />
There was another pro-life speaker there who gave some statistics that also had me in tears that evening.<br />
We live in a little town, the population of our whole county is only around 20,000. So the statistics he spoke of were from two nearby bigger cities that most of us travel to, Roanoke and Charlottesville. He said each city had 1000 abortions preformed, so 2000 between the 2 cities. That equals 5 babies killed every single day of the year, just in those 2 cities alone.<br />
<br />
My heart broke when I heard that! I am very pro-life and to hear that people are able to kill another person like that just blows my mind. I don't care what any pro-choice person says, IT IS A BABY!! Like the girl in the testimony said, she saw it's heartbeat! I think she said she was only like 7 or 8 weeks along. It had a heartbeat because IT IS A BABY!<br />
<br />
I have been pregnant 7 times and I can't fathom how someone can say that it is not a baby. I have felt them move. I have seen them on the ultrasound sucking their hand and moving their arms and legs around. I have been kept awake at night because when I want to sleep seems to be the perfect time for him/her to get a case of the hiccups. It does not have to be outside of the body in order for it to be a baby! Life begins at conception.<br />
<br />
I hear the argument that a woman should have the right to choose what she does to her body. Well, the thing is, it is not her body. She is not killing herself. She is not stopping her heartbeat. She is not snapping her own neck. She is doing it to someone else. If she didn't want a baby then she shouldn't have opened her legs. Yes, that is how I see it. If you are going to make the decision to have sex, then you know that there is a chance that you might get pregnant.<br />
<br />
What about a woman who is raped, that was not her choice, That is the argument most pro-choice people make. You are 100% right, it was not their choice and I know from experience that is something horrible to go through! But is murdering another human being really the answer?<br />
<br />
Here is another statistic that was thrown out that night, 60% of all people who get an abortion already have a child/children! They are not young scared teenagers or rape victims. They are adults who know exactly what they are doing.<br />
<br />
So why are they doing it?<br />
<br />
Because they are selfish, that's why. That little baby didn't fit into their plan. That little baby didn't get to live because mom and dad only had a couple of more years until all of their kids were out of the house and they didn't want to start all over again. He or she didn't get to live because dad was saving up money for a boat and a baby would ruin his plans and take away his money. That sweet perfect baby didn't get to live because mom and dad thought that their house was too small to have another baby.<br />
<br />
What ever the reason is, it is a selfish reason. Mom and dad saw their lives going one way and having a baby would ruin their plans.<br />
<br />
Here is the thing though...... Life isn't all about you. We live in a society where we are selfish and everything is me, me, me. What can I get out of it? How will this benefit me? When people see a baby as a way of ruining the plans that they have set out, they just dispose of it.<br />
<br />
It makes me sick.<br />
<br />
A baby is not something that should just be disposed of. That little baby did nothing to deserve being murdered. It didn't ask for you to become pregnant, but it should have just as much right to live as you do!<br />
<br />
I am so glad that we went to the fundraiser. Although the statistics and some things that were said broke my heart, there were statistics of women who choose life that made my heart happy! I am glad to see that the center is helping and giving women information to help them choose life. Every woman who walks through their doors is cared for and loved, not judged. Every woman that they help inform and support is one more sweet little baby that has a chance to live. So this family will help them in whatever way we can because EVERY BABY MATTERS!!!! <br />
<br />
I encourage you, if you are pro-life to please support your local pregnancy resource center!!! Support them financially if you can or give your time and volunteer. Helping support them by giving women a choice is what is going to put abortion clinics out of business.<br />
<br />
Because..........<br />
<br />
THIS<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiauPUmTKnTb2ImjdR831kyEypVeqr2IiNU3RATCqYyV7Mqwe-ZAr_zWlTy786Mc4d9bhnI3CTDPR5DQgx1gwvoC96BnRTbH7MHoyjJb-fzo3A7c4pRTlVDLi_GkEWjSACEJC8qxfiIFL6n/s1600/379644_10150379558147367_1335425261_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiauPUmTKnTb2ImjdR831kyEypVeqr2IiNU3RATCqYyV7Mqwe-ZAr_zWlTy786Mc4d9bhnI3CTDPR5DQgx1gwvoC96BnRTbH7MHoyjJb-fzo3A7c4pRTlVDLi_GkEWjSACEJC8qxfiIFL6n/s1600/379644_10150379558147367_1335425261_n.jpg" /></a></div>
<br />
IS<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl0VH1aolzIUsMt9cn8Vw104CoVvRI9u33Q-qEi_vrcuad9VeeoKJnCdDhm5TRS6unj4jVX7pRVj7UePGxW5dSazqtXeQcSM6zlzTXEKrF10wT8ph9WxLQ1bC_L7izvUAvQlVPbbSZ-qzH/s1600/1234717_10151848801007367_1535543764_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl0VH1aolzIUsMt9cn8Vw104CoVvRI9u33Q-qEi_vrcuad9VeeoKJnCdDhm5TRS6unj4jVX7pRVj7UePGxW5dSazqtXeQcSM6zlzTXEKrF10wT8ph9WxLQ1bC_L7izvUAvQlVPbbSZ-qzH/s1600/1234717_10151848801007367_1535543764_n.jpg" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
<br />
A BABY!!!!!<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPnELRZOy-dd5fMtHeI3SX1fofpCmIBlpUtgGp_9sOZeHyMAIAEvu9KRHhCO45sL2G4RH2ug-QZK3JGiptQ8sljZHq6skEtGi_TFj0bXgbLp8W7wbnezLgh-atz_wd1fvMWykYQyS8X_yL/s1600/10256186_10152282606957367_1957315707563115286_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPnELRZOy-dd5fMtHeI3SX1fofpCmIBlpUtgGp_9sOZeHyMAIAEvu9KRHhCO45sL2G4RH2ug-QZK3JGiptQ8sljZHq6skEtGi_TFj0bXgbLp8W7wbnezLgh-atz_wd1fvMWykYQyS8X_yL/s1600/10256186_10152282606957367_1957315707563115286_n.jpg" height="320" width="320" /></a></div>
<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-48227017171978191272013-11-27T10:53:00.003-08:002013-11-27T10:53:56.975-08:00Part of the problem????<div style="text-align: center;">
I have not blogged in forever........ but maybe today will mark the beginning of my normal blogging again ;) </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
First of all, Happy Thanksgiving! </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
For the last couple of weeks I have been watching different friends post about stores being open on Thanksgiving. Some are hugely against it, while some are excited about the deals.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I keep seeing a "badge" people keep posting that if you shop on Thanksgiving then you are part of the problem.......</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
What problem exactly? </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
People post that it isn't fair that employees don't get to be home with their families because they have to work. People are not thankful for what they have because they want to go shopping for more stuff they don't really need...... ok I get it. But why is it only one sided? Really, there are 2 sides to everything. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Walmart is never closed on Thanksgiving, so them having a sale that starts at 6pm doesn't mean anything. People were already going to be working because the store is usually open anyways! You know why? Because there are a bunch of people that in the middle of making their Thanksgiving dinner are going to remember something that they forgot to get and need to run out to get it. Those people are going to be very happy Walmart is open and won't be complaining. No one last year was complaining about Walmart being open (without a sale) and all of the poor people who had to work in case Joe Schmo down the street forgot to buy butter.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Some people count it as a blessing to work on Thanksgiving. Did you ever think of that? Most companies pay time and a half to work holidays. There are many people right now that the extra $50 on their paycheck and working Thanksgiving is a huge blessing, or even a huge need! I have seen quite a few people who have said they are glad to work, single moms, families who have had an unemployed husband for the last 4 months, people who have unexpected car expenses. They would rather work and have the extra money.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Also why doesn't anyone cry and complain that it isn't fair that cops get the day off? Or how about firefighters, hospital workers, ambulance workers, hotel personnel...... etc</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Lots of people work on Thanksgiving. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Which brings me to my next point. Why is it such a big deal? Thanksgiving, I mean. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
People say that you need to spend the day with your family and be thankful for what you have...... blah, blah, blah.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Well, in my opinion if it takes Thanksgiving day for this to happen then you have a bigger problem than people working on Thanksgiving. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Seriously, I am thankful for what I have every day, not just the fourth Thursday in November. I also spend time with my family and friends more than once a year. Just because the calendar says Thanksgiving day doesn't mean that is the only day to celebrate being thankful and loving your family. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I mean really, most of you, your day consists of spending most of the day in the kitchen cooking (not actually spending time with your family), watching football games (again not quality time), stressing out because your family is stupid and you really wish you weren't around them in the first place (as your drunk relative is talking about who knows what).</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
You spent all of your day and way too much money being irritated, not thankful. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I understand that many of you love Thanksgiving with your family, but not everyone feels the same. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
All week people were asking me if I am ready for Thanksgiving. Yup, I sure am because I am honestly not treating it different from any other day. We have some wonderful friends coming over for dinner (We have friends over for dinner quite often). I am making stuffed shells for dinner, not turkey. You see, I want to actually be able to enjoy my company when they are over, not stress about a 10 course meal that cost me more than a weeks worth of groceries. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Yes, I am going to be thankful for what I have and the people that I get to spend Thanksgiving with, but I am thankful for that every single day out of the year. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I am not going to be shopping tomorrow. Not because I am boycotting stores being open, but because I don't have any money....lol</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Which brings me to my last point. People say why not be thankful for what you already have instead of worrying about getting something else. But for some people some of these sales are how the can afford to buy things that they need. No, I'm not talking about a flat screen tv or iPad. No one NEEDS those things, but some sales are things people actually need. A lot of stores sell very cheap clothes, appliances, blankets, shoes, dishes, etc.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
One of the things I had been looking at were washers and dryers, and had I have not found one last week I would still be searching the ads for. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
There are a lot of things that I need for my kitchen (obviously, need is being used loosely because I don't "need" it, but it makes my life a lot easier) The Kohl's ad caught my eye and honestly, had they have not started their sale early online I would have probably gone tomorrow night. The only time I can really afford to buy some of the stuff that I want is on black Friday/Thursday. Example, last week my hand kitchen mixer broke. To buy a new one like I had would cost me about $40. I was able to get the same mixer at Kohl's online this week on sale and with rebates for about $5. That is a huge difference and wikth a family as large as mine where every penny is needed that sale was a "need" for me. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I am not trying to pick sides of who is right or who is wrong when it comes to this subject, but I think it is important to know that there are 2 sides just like anything else. Some good points and some bad points and I felt the need to point out some of the good because all you ever hear about is the bad. The bad is obviously the ridiculous amount of people literally fighting over electronics and toys, but there is some good to certain people too. </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-19419307769820219942013-07-11T07:22:00.000-07:002013-07-11T07:22:02.513-07:00My new "baby"<div style="text-align: center;">
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
In my last blog I said that we had something HUGE going on that I wanted to share with you.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguomd3ic1BYUwmI_H5tEJP_ivse1yCfaxCAjDQbbVc3xUCvriXdppt9tHdDBBkS0CwYswPEI6ncdRMxHJ9v9gW0xlnKb2ny4iiam6sfPphvYOe84BPnVCz442TllqBz44uJ4PuZypyVkUc/s1600/fff1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguomd3ic1BYUwmI_H5tEJP_ivse1yCfaxCAjDQbbVc3xUCvriXdppt9tHdDBBkS0CwYswPEI6ncdRMxHJ9v9gW0xlnKb2ny4iiam6sfPphvYOe84BPnVCz442TllqBz44uJ4PuZypyVkUc/s320/fff1.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Here is it!!! My new "baby", Family First Farm</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUIVnxiLKR3QraIsFZeQOjEWqyZvHIcJuKomX-ICR9nyZuAYcY1s9iYLY5M0WPGO8g59lPjjI2J3FMLOH4wRP34LKKKoePdXBcMMhWxLEKHBr_pQkjV2xjgtD1hahu34PX5fgv3eIKk6_u/s1600/bl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUIVnxiLKR3QraIsFZeQOjEWqyZvHIcJuKomX-ICR9nyZuAYcY1s9iYLY5M0WPGO8g59lPjjI2J3FMLOH4wRP34LKKKoePdXBcMMhWxLEKHBr_pQkjV2xjgtD1hahu34PX5fgv3eIKk6_u/s320/bl.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
My business license</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Family First Farm is a vision that God laid on my heart a few months ago. I was very nervous about doing something so big with everything else that I do in my everyday life. Plus, anyone who really knows me knows that I am not a real outgoing person. The thought of being in a position of talking to strangers really puts me out of my comfort zone, but where God leads, I follow!</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
In my last blog I stated that I believe God allows us to go through certain situations (good and bad) I truly believe that with all of my heart. I have been through so many different things/situations in my life that I wouldn't wish upon anyone. Even though my life hasn't always been lollipops and roses, I wouldn't change any of it! </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
The things that I have gone through over the years is what has made me who I am today. I am able to stand up a strong and confident woman that is not afraid or embarrassed to talk about my life and hopefully help other women in the process. I want my pain and joy to encourage others to keep moving forward and not to give up. I have had person after person tell me how encouraging that I have been to them. Women have sent me messages saying that because of reading my stories that they have been able to push through some of the same struggles in their own marriages. THAT IS WHAT MATTERS! </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Not what people think of me or my husband. We are real people who make lots of mistakes and it is by God's grace that we get through all of the bumps along the road. </div>
<br />
What is Family First Farm??<br />
<br />
Well, right now it is just a name on a piece of paper, but I have huge dreams for it to become something amazing :)<br />
<br />
The sole purpose of Family First Farm is to help bring families together,<br />
husbands and wives, and parents and children. I want to help strengthen the bonds that I feel are most important!<br />
<br />
Some of the things that will be offered at Family First Farm are,<br />
-Support groups<br />
-Addiction groups<br />
-A Moms group<br />
-Marriage events<br />
-Father/son events<br />
-Mother/daughter events<br />
-Single mom ministry<br />
-Bible studies<br />
-Community events<br />
<br />
For more in depth detail about all of our groups and what they offer please visit our website<br />
<a href="http://www.familyfirstfarm.org/">www.familyfirstfarm.org</a><br />
<br />
My ultimate goal with Family First Farm is that it will be a non-profit organization. I already filled out the 30 page application (that was fun). Now, I need to mail it in with the application fee and wait for approval, which can take anywhere from 2-12 months!<br />
<br />
With that being said this is where I need help from all of you :) My goal is for this to be a non-profit organization, but until that happens Family First Farm is going to be considered a charitable organization. Meaning that it is run off of donations, and donations alone. I can't do anything with out help. Our first goal is to raise money for the non-profit application process ($850) and some start up money for different materials and expenses that are needed to get this going.<br />
<br />
I want for this to be a place where anyone can come regardless of income. I would like for everything to be free or very low cost, if I do have to charge.<br />
<br />
I believe that when the bonds in families are strong then kids are less likely to fall into drugs, alcohol, premarital sex, and juvenile mischief. When marriages work on the strengths in their marriages it will help them get through the things that may try to pull them apart. I never want finances to be a reason for families to be unable to attend our programs or events.<br />
<br />
My short term goals are to get up and running (meaning getting my groups and events started) and you can help by donating <a href="http://www.youcaring.com/familyfirstfarm">HERE</a> or visit<br />
<a href="http://www.youcaring.com/familyfirstfarm">www.youcaring.com/familyfirstfarm</a><br />
<br />
Long term goals are to eventually have our own property where all of this will take place on site. Right now most of this will need to be done in different places throughout the area willing to let us use their facilities. I want a lot of land so that I can accommodate doing different events on the property. I don't know how that will happen just yet, by money being donated or land being donated..... not sure, but I trust that this is God's plan and that everything will fall into place when the time is right. I would also like to be able to accommodate people to stay for retreats over the weekend/summer weeks. Again, I don't know how all of this is going to play out, but I am excited to be the hands and feet of Jesus and reach out to those needs in my community! I am very excited to start this adventure and it is going to be awesome to see how it all comes together.<br />
<br />
Another thing that I need is volunteers! There are many ways that you can help out :) I will need people who are able and willing to help out in our single moms ministry (people who will mow yards, do small household or vehicle repairs) I also need women who are wiling to step up and be table leaders in the moms group. Honestly, there are a ton of opportunities available! A more detailed list can be found on our <a href="http://www.familyfirstfarm.org/">website</a>. If you are interested in volunteering your time please get in touch with me! You can get in touch with me through my <a href="http://www.familyfirstfarm.org/">website</a>, <a href="mailto:familyfirstfarm@gmail.com">email</a> or phone.<br />
<br />
I really am excited and I pray that God will use this for His glory and that it will help strengthen relationships and bonds in our community :)<br />
<br />
If you would like to read more information, you can visit our website at <a href="http://www.familyfirstfarm.org/">www.familyfirstfarm.org</a><br />
<br />
Also "like" us on facebook<br />
<a href="http://www.facebook.com/familyfirstfarmva">www.facebook.com/familyfirstfarmva</a><br />
<br />
Again, none of this can happen without your support and donations. Please consider <a href="http://www.youcaring.com/familyfirstfarm">donating</a> to our organization! The sooner the money is raised, the sooner these programs will get started. Every little bit helps and no amount is too small. Please share our fundraising link, <a href="http://www.youcaring.com/familyfirstfarm">www.youcaring.com/familyfirstfarm</a> on you facebook wall and help us spread the word and get funding :)<br />
<br />
Thank you!!!<br />
<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-83760988810691233122013-06-30T19:58:00.002-07:002013-06-30T19:58:24.128-07:00This is MY blog<div style="text-align: center;">
I was told the other day by someone that they were shocked that I would choose to make my husband's sins public knowledge. Apparently, by speaking the truth in this blog about problems that my husband and OUR marriage have faced, that I am hurting my husband (and his family). I am choosing not to protect him from other people judging him.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I am not 100% sure what this person was referring to exactly. I have written a blog about his past porn addiction and my most recent blog stated a couple of other things like drugs/alcohol. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I would like to state VERY CLEARLY that anything I write in this blog my wonderful husband</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
is perfectly fine with me posting. He is not ashamed of his past and neither am I. It is called a TESTIMONY! Michael has come so far in his life. He has overcome things that people in his life before me wanted nothing to do with him because of it. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I am not embarrassed by his actions. I only have control over myself and my actions. Why should I or anyone else in his life be embarrassed over his past actions? I nor they had any control over what he chose to do with his time and his life. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
When I blogged about his porn addiction I was shocked at how many people messaged me and thanked me for not being afraid to speak out about it. Again, statistics show that out of every 10 of my friends 6-7 of them have a husband who has dealt with porn issues. That is why I chose to write about it, because I want other women to know that they are not alone and that there are other women suffering through the same pain. It is ok to talk about. It is ok to support each other and offer help! Our husbands are not bad people, they just need strength to get though an addiction. Pretending like it isn't going on, isn't going to make it go away!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
In my last blog I chose to state things about all of the hell that Michael put me through in the first couple of years of our marriage. Why? Not to hurt him and not to make him out be a horrible husband. I put it in there to give other marriages hope. To help people out there know that even though they may feel like their marriage is over, that they are going through things that they think they can never get past, it is possible. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
If you look at some of my past posts or if you have been around Michael and I in person for more than 10 min then you know how much I love and adore him! He is an extraordinary man and I thank God everyday for bringing him into my life! I think that God allowed us to go through some things because He has a purpose for our lives. Michael and I have something huge in the works that I will share with all of you in my next blog. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I write this blog to share about my life and the things that go on in it. The good, the bad and the ugly. I am a real person who lives a real life with other imperfect people. If you don't like it, then don't read it. I am not going to stop helping others know that they are not alone. I am not going to pretend like I live a perfect life that nothing bad happens in. The fact is that I don't.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I don't think that I am hurting my husband or family by stating the truth. I ALWAYS put my family first and I ALWAYS protect them. I may briefly touch on struggles that we have, but I do not go into all out detail, nor do I bash my family and belittle them on here. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
No one on this planet loves and protects my husband and children more than I do! No one!</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-58998877076981995582013-06-27T15:47:00.002-07:002013-06-27T15:47:36.190-07:00How we met<div style="text-align: center;">
Five years ago today, Michael and I were married! </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Some of you know the whole story of how we met and ended up where we are today, and some of you don't. Today I will share with all of you our whole story :)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
On May 18th, 2008 I signed up for a free weekend on eHarmony. I knew a couple of people from church who had met through them and seemed very happy together so I figured I would see what it was. Now, online dating was not something I ever thought that I would do! Yet, there I was creating a profile for strangers to look at....... I lived in a very small town and being a single mom of 3, I didn't get out much.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
One of the guys that I was paired up with after I filled out a long questionnaire was Michael. On the 19th he and I started chatting and emailing each other. Michael and I were both talking to one another as well as other people. After talking and chatting for a while we both decided that we were not interested in the other. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
You see, Michael had a past that involved drugs and alcohol. I grew up with a brother who had a substance abuse problem and I had ZERO interest in being with someone with that kind of past! As for me, Michael told me that he didn't find me attractive. We decided that we would still keep talking, but strictly as friends. I had 3 other people that I was also talking to quite often through chat and email (I have no idea about Michael). </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
As time went on we grew pretty close. We started talking on the phone for hours at a time. But honestly, I never thought of him as more than a friend. Then one Sunday as I was getting ready for church I clearly felt the Lord tell me that I needed to start looking at him differently. No way! I was not going to get involved with someone who once had a drug and alcohol problem! Then, the Lord convicted me (hate it when that happens) and clearly asked me "How is his sin any worse than yours?" That day at church during worship I was in tears and I knew that He was right.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
From that day on, I looked at Michael differently and our relationship started to change. We talked all of the time, day and night. Getting to know someone over the phone is so much better than in person! There was no uncomfortable weirdness because we were afraid of embarrassing ourselves. We didn't have to worry about how we looked, if we had food in our teeth....blah, blah. We just talked and talked and talked, about anything and everything. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Then it happened. One night as we were talking and about to get off of the phone he told me that he loved me! Yup, that's right, he said it first! I didn't say it back, but I thought it :)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
In the middle of June we started talking about me moving from NC up to him in IL. We decided that I would move up some time in July, but God had different plans! On June 17th I heard the Lord speak to me louder than He ever had. He told me that He wanted me to leave the next day for IL! What?!? I couldn't leave tomorrow, I didn't have a truck..... I wasn't packed...... I didn't have anywhere to move to..... </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Even though I had all of these things saying I couldn't leave, I still listened to what He was telling me He wanted me to do. I went down to the uhaul place to see if there was anyway that I could get a truck. Sure enough, I was able to.... plus it was cheaper than the days that I had originally planned on getting it in July! I was able to get my house all packed up over the next 24 hrs (we didn't have a ton of stuff like we do now!) I picked up my truck around noon on the 18th and my next door neighbor who hated me, loaded up my whole uhaul for me.....lol</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The girls and I were all loaded up and on the road around 5:30 that evening. I drove for 17 hrs straight, only stopping for gas and arrived at Michael's parents house around 10 the next morning. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I was there for about 30 min and he told me that he needed to leave, but he would be right back. When he returned, he walked in the house and got down on his knee and asked me to marry him. (He left to go pick up the ring) </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
After a couple hours of being at his house I received a phone call from my ex-boyfriend. I answered and he asked where I was? He said that he was standing on my porch and my neighbor told him that I moved yesterday. (He had flown from FL to NC to ask me to marry him.) Right then it was 100% clear why God told me to leave! </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
You see, my ex and I had been together for awhile before I moved from FL and we still talked every now and then after I moved to NC. I was deeply in love with him, but he said he didn't want to get married. Well, I did, so we broke up. If he didn't want to marry me then our relationship was pointless in my mind. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
A couple of weeks before all of this he called me and I told him that I was talking to someone and that he needed to leave me alone. I guess jealousy set in and he realized that I wasn't joking when I said I didn't want to be with him if he didn't want to get married. So he bought a plane ticket, rented a car, bought a ring and was standing at my door waiting to ask me to marry him, and I wasn't there. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
If I had not listened to God, my whole life would be different. If I would have been there and he purposed to me, I would have said yes. (Yes, Michael knows this) Even though I loved Michael, my ex was everything I knew. We had a past, I knew what to expect from him, I knew what my life would be like with him. Michael was an uncertainty, I had never even seen him in person! </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The last 5 years have been far from perfect. I have been lied to, dealt with some alcohol and drug problems. I have had to deal with porn issues and cheating, and I have had my heart broken by the man who holds my whole heart in his hands. Even with all of that, I wouldn't trade marrying him for anything in the world. We are stronger now than we have ever been. Because of him, I have grown closer to God in these moments. I have learned what true forgiveness and grace really means. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
No, it hasn't always been easy and truth be told, it is nothing but the grace of God that we are still together. There are so many times that I wanted to leave, so many times I wanted to tell him to leave. Now, 5 years later I am so glad that I stayed. Every marriage has its problems and our is no exception, but we have had more good times than bad! He has brought me more joy and laughter than he has pain and hurt, and that is what matters. I know that through and through we can get through anything that life throws at us and we will come out stronger. I know that there will be days that he will break my heart, but I also know that there will be days that he will make me feel like the luckiest woman alive! I know that he loves me more than anything in this world and he shows me often!</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-25517294515320506292013-06-22T16:30:00.002-07:002013-06-22T16:30:37.585-07:00Our Pocono Palace Vacation<div style="text-align: center;">
After a couple of long months of hectic chaos I am finally back!!! Lets see if I can continue strong or slack off again.....lol :)<br />
<br />
On with the blog......<br />
<br />
This year Michael and I will celebrate our 5 year anniversary! (June 27th) Back in February we started looking for places that we would like to go for vacation. We had never been on vacation just the two of us and we were beyond ecstatic that Michael's parents were willing to watch our kids for a couple of days while we went away!</div>
<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">
Now, if you know anything about me, then you know that I hate paying full price for anything! Vacations included! I started looking on Groupon at the different vacation packages they had (If you don't know what Groupon is, google it!) Anyways, I came across a package deal for an all-inclusive deal at Pocono Palace Resort. After extensive research, we decided that is where we wanted to go!! The Groupon that we had was about 50% cheaper than the normal price!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6PaHMqLB2tgivR5XdaOJ4fyKQhV6_90Y3FTiCQIEar964cb_h0_9ys4HJ0aDibZb2bkL59mImOQrTB7bfQGu8e5gQHBCPK2R3a-IlK5_eQj2evyyoEPlajfRv5L2Sdr7oJfjsCL3cOHWr/s1600/103_6171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6PaHMqLB2tgivR5XdaOJ4fyKQhV6_90Y3FTiCQIEar964cb_h0_9ys4HJ0aDibZb2bkL59mImOQrTB7bfQGu8e5gQHBCPK2R3a-IlK5_eQj2evyyoEPlajfRv5L2Sdr7oJfjsCL3cOHWr/s320/103_6171.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Let me tell you what........ best money ever spent!! Michael and I had the best time :) </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9y80gQrUt7aPd_MZ0sluiNWnkqEsF59OA_wKxaKSfO8Qrj_qb1992MPfAHipzQ_LQG_WZu4Ia5N1SG_nPvkms-moCRiMWAgDsVjdPuFOqcwLbO0CoD7f_7wu3Dq0jEm7YNen9GBq8g57u/s1600/103_6198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9y80gQrUt7aPd_MZ0sluiNWnkqEsF59OA_wKxaKSfO8Qrj_qb1992MPfAHipzQ_LQG_WZu4Ia5N1SG_nPvkms-moCRiMWAgDsVjdPuFOqcwLbO0CoD7f_7wu3Dq0jEm7YNen9GBq8g57u/s320/103_6198.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
We stayed in the Champagne Towers, <br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiksqu_lnWBFewxU1LJZPMyf75v4hQRnNs-UAtwsB1RYaUWOEUJKqXUQFWbq2guEQ_Ik-R7wuNXBU6LaXjYwAPD1eMaBsizVKwchLCblbLMm1FyUobQ1z8ihqx4f7a7M6BfjyzNgLicDoeH/s1600/103_6175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiksqu_lnWBFewxU1LJZPMyf75v4hQRnNs-UAtwsB1RYaUWOEUJKqXUQFWbq2guEQ_Ik-R7wuNXBU6LaXjYwAPD1eMaBsizVKwchLCblbLMm1FyUobQ1z8ihqx4f7a7M6BfjyzNgLicDoeH/s320/103_6175.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
a three level, very romantic room.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNKtZy_P_FifajOnJ53rx9niVO513JQGISLoZR9efZk6BFEk5VkyRsmOw71pPXpyrW-_gm6wwptNywuKgH8tbx4FP2YC41aoUCjbvgrz896T7WwHcsvpip8y5Psiro4YQ0PFynslZtQX0X/s1600/103_6177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4MAo-qw0rNxn-qTLiJ-6g9tcFnudr9J5joIxxj0Fnoc89ZiDGhDlFE6yA184rfLa2XPWvRhss6LCvbhl_eYZYeDQJntEh3lPsvdz9H-RRjV5arSshzr2KABmjNbw3BUd7a1ft9jX0kzs-/s1600/103_6172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4MAo-qw0rNxn-qTLiJ-6g9tcFnudr9J5joIxxj0Fnoc89ZiDGhDlFE6yA184rfLa2XPWvRhss6LCvbhl_eYZYeDQJntEh3lPsvdz9H-RRjV5arSshzr2KABmjNbw3BUd7a1ft9jX0kzs-/s320/103_6172.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Bedroom area</div>
<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNKtZy_P_FifajOnJ53rx9niVO513JQGISLoZR9efZk6BFEk5VkyRsmOw71pPXpyrW-_gm6wwptNywuKgH8tbx4FP2YC41aoUCjbvgrz896T7WwHcsvpip8y5Psiro4YQ0PFynslZtQX0X/s1600/103_6177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNKtZy_P_FifajOnJ53rx9niVO513JQGISLoZR9efZk6BFEk5VkyRsmOw71pPXpyrW-_gm6wwptNywuKgH8tbx4FP2YC41aoUCjbvgrz896T7WwHcsvpip8y5Psiro4YQ0PFynslZtQX0X/s320/103_6177.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
In room heart shaped pool<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu9_-RycL5ifg_4moipLeR4vTnv8fUKZPNsOY8ewcGLvzav0a1_YRmwQK_RykJ1THbbJvo3hc6gEPzFAcjLiujAWEHZ_AGroLHfVSb9vZDbbw2NS-d-37V-IeuKB07KAkSiPCFfWcUCrYa/s1600/103_6178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu9_-RycL5ifg_4moipLeR4vTnv8fUKZPNsOY8ewcGLvzav0a1_YRmwQK_RykJ1THbbJvo3hc6gEPzFAcjLiujAWEHZ_AGroLHfVSb9vZDbbw2NS-d-37V-IeuKB07KAkSiPCFfWcUCrYa/s320/103_6178.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
massage table and sauna<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwumf18_IpvpM6ka2EBlRQJxlSQCFd1WQZxdRG1b53FEmyVWLks5u2OgcPQSyJus8VT2ihFyLlbhFFmxZp8fIZGQVnahOLulovFvs4_pPo3yfVU9r0qeqXWQgWJArQbEFaqO6QRKJ3O2jZ/s1600/103_6173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwumf18_IpvpM6ka2EBlRQJxlSQCFd1WQZxdRG1b53FEmyVWLks5u2OgcPQSyJus8VT2ihFyLlbhFFmxZp8fIZGQVnahOLulovFvs4_pPo3yfVU9r0qeqXWQgWJArQbEFaqO6QRKJ3O2jZ/s320/103_6173.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
Fireplace and a Jacuzzi tub shaped like a champagne </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
glass.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
There were so many fun amenities on the property (for those of us who wanted things to do outside of our room.....lol)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5oGcacHwDNbNkunpGFDZz3Nmi4A7KnBW8Kp01s4Q5TqBt3rPD4eaSO306L72h0p4MGCGAFkh_ZadF5LI9yzkVRARM_kJ-Pn75xITVz6tGco7QS5V0TAZ3yhR8O_Wz0uDuW9GzHtJtMMdL/s1600/103_6205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5oGcacHwDNbNkunpGFDZz3Nmi4A7KnBW8Kp01s4Q5TqBt3rPD4eaSO306L72h0p4MGCGAFkh_ZadF5LI9yzkVRARM_kJ-Pn75xITVz6tGco7QS5V0TAZ3yhR8O_Wz0uDuW9GzHtJtMMdL/s320/103_6205.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
We went fishing<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg14mCDtrWhxDESG-2TnndfRjEZZoO1uUA-4h4KDJEk6ZuatFXgE58Zh8NWPwOsJiIT6OCtjdo5szmddHMFNt_Vdv0SMjfZr-H7Zi0zhkiISLe3kUbBDq2356QdFLugc2LiiB-8HVWHjzO6/s1600/103_6211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg14mCDtrWhxDESG-2TnndfRjEZZoO1uUA-4h4KDJEk6ZuatFXgE58Zh8NWPwOsJiIT6OCtjdo5szmddHMFNt_Vdv0SMjfZr-H7Zi0zhkiISLe3kUbBDq2356QdFLugc2LiiB-8HVWHjzO6/s320/103_6211.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
Michael caught 5...... <br />
I only caught one, but I was proud of my one :)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB1C9xWlrYmrxcByDcufQsAMzQUSIcvXD6-ZB1kPAQXkzH6tRl95xshAPyd2398IrLm8Hpzn1FoprIAbVChDzm3fk_WAnFU3aWNmop7nDvEQOGIblj8jioWYEIoF4UWCda6FVG7GxhgdQZ/s1600/103_6231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB1C9xWlrYmrxcByDcufQsAMzQUSIcvXD6-ZB1kPAQXkzH6tRl95xshAPyd2398IrLm8Hpzn1FoprIAbVChDzm3fk_WAnFU3aWNmop7nDvEQOGIblj8jioWYEIoF4UWCda6FVG7GxhgdQZ/s320/103_6231.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Went out on the paddle boats</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwZvXlOIQ5TzmL91fmFPcgKEgKVCQGBJr3TE8WirDoYQw_r7-6lL9IrDQYh6LbSXhrWSUl5cWIrN7Kr6Zo8tQgDjLT_M3D4CuaJ8l-7rPgG6tHlVHSa9cXMmDcfxTdYBp5jJOEEVWC7sTC/s1600/103_6194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwZvXlOIQ5TzmL91fmFPcgKEgKVCQGBJr3TE8WirDoYQw_r7-6lL9IrDQYh6LbSXhrWSUl5cWIrN7Kr6Zo8tQgDjLT_M3D4CuaJ8l-7rPgG6tHlVHSa9cXMmDcfxTdYBp5jJOEEVWC7sTC/s320/103_6194.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Went for a walk on the beach/trail areas<br />
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0sRch7PIxF8v7LBsTdg9YLFrFSQpeYBZmGlyggMy30DBhUQhpz4eH_M4q7fRIeobHzdV51J3BCS1OXm4MQfI_VCYoF5KgQwjX8E0q0esTINEKAVjvY026JEY2-24AQwSja1Mg4Tp_FyFU/s1600/103_6242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0sRch7PIxF8v7LBsTdg9YLFrFSQpeYBZmGlyggMy30DBhUQhpz4eH_M4q7fRIeobHzdV51J3BCS1OXm4MQfI_VCYoF5KgQwjX8E0q0esTINEKAVjvY026JEY2-24AQwSja1Mg4Tp_FyFU/s320/103_6242.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Played darts<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0sRch7PIxF8v7LBsTdg9YLFrFSQpeYBZmGlyggMy30DBhUQhpz4eH_M4q7fRIeobHzdV51J3BCS1OXm4MQfI_VCYoF5KgQwjX8E0q0esTINEKAVjvY026JEY2-24AQwSja1Mg4Tp_FyFU/s1600/103_6242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a> </div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFYp-wk6HSFz7ytAIYMf1PXqG__uRTxklSwiLKBX8A98tCh8tzsCYGR3qd5DFbREcPs_vjJw_xdK_H4OFol7bOgHinBOvnv1QrjDg2-7KIqV5nakZYkikFzK64R6PaVzlAzGXJOK8minQv/s1600/103_6217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFYp-wk6HSFz7ytAIYMf1PXqG__uRTxklSwiLKBX8A98tCh8tzsCYGR3qd5DFbREcPs_vjJw_xdK_H4OFol7bOgHinBOvnv1QrjDg2-7KIqV5nakZYkikFzK64R6PaVzlAzGXJOK8minQv/s320/103_6217.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Went on a bike ride</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7aktSWmqfhKph6iYNwqosxI0lwinBfc6HGtr9kY1ICEFNhxVxG2ZkIpQr6mmPr4dtgYjpEGKnDGGeiQ8S1Qeaa6yvla5x-bUMfvph5wZbE3__ho1qOrmvfXWq5HeI_64FCRPj59YlSYKW/s1600/103_6184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7aktSWmqfhKph6iYNwqosxI0lwinBfc6HGtr9kY1ICEFNhxVxG2ZkIpQr6mmPr4dtgYjpEGKnDGGeiQ8S1Qeaa6yvla5x-bUMfvph5wZbE3__ho1qOrmvfXWq5HeI_64FCRPj59YlSYKW/s320/103_6184.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I shot a bow and arrow for the first time ever!<br />
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtbZQLQouZQRH7frkzeV41rbps5qaA16NVnjVd8Nxug7dL4pXeJAyQUeoUxCeQY3NCHGVFytJZpROkG7rfTiPYtJNk8a4tFdNn2iQ4NpR9T7KkRhM44YnfwmWo5Zjjqvmcz-hIAEeEbT_f/s1600/103_6188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtbZQLQouZQRH7frkzeV41rbps5qaA16NVnjVd8Nxug7dL4pXeJAyQUeoUxCeQY3NCHGVFytJZpROkG7rfTiPYtJNk8a4tFdNn2iQ4NpR9T7KkRhM44YnfwmWo5Zjjqvmcz-hIAEeEbT_f/s320/103_6188.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
I didn't do bad either :)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
They also had different couples events from 1-5pm everyday. We competed against other couples in lots of different games.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgvZvX8Hd3z29S7MQxJGgIiJ4dC3Tw6Hkt21uyJ0rkRuu2JQel2ECoNwOVHJ5RV0kAzCGAafsLRQY5Y6YDCWxUP-VjeE6ZrIjLIsCmCX9lY2aaKEDsGKT4wklrVfWNH0WrWMx5zCsQyJcx/s1600/103_6219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgvZvX8Hd3z29S7MQxJGgIiJ4dC3Tw6Hkt21uyJ0rkRuu2JQel2ECoNwOVHJ5RV0kAzCGAafsLRQY5Y6YDCWxUP-VjeE6ZrIjLIsCmCX9lY2aaKEDsGKT4wklrVfWNH0WrWMx5zCsQyJcx/s320/103_6219.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
We played Bocce Ball</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNM6_LtXRZwOu9lGCHwXWE-JbFhXoOdYTTY_3sHdISGrfKAO-EEPKxwyPU5uMDpp2YkHNxg05JK-fAyWU5j_vtDggZNK3N-F7nkNoTCd5-mq6mqsOfGCYnyLMjvnMT3kNVfwMhJl5tlBMi/s1600/103_6238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNM6_LtXRZwOu9lGCHwXWE-JbFhXoOdYTTY_3sHdISGrfKAO-EEPKxwyPU5uMDpp2YkHNxg05JK-fAyWU5j_vtDggZNK3N-F7nkNoTCd5-mq6mqsOfGCYnyLMjvnMT3kNVfwMhJl5tlBMi/s320/103_6238.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Mini golf<br />
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4l3SpMpb0DKCod2FV0IE9I-aD7UeocJL_Cv7JpxHjZwIuFkWuTRA2WIm51BZ5m23Tpi9Z2hg_yNSLUcTljqKWuGjuO7LxgavjNONLVBekU324lj0v4fwGHZgw2vyORM8PPEsg3CQyza4J/s1600/103_6239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4l3SpMpb0DKCod2FV0IE9I-aD7UeocJL_Cv7JpxHjZwIuFkWuTRA2WIm51BZ5m23Tpi9Z2hg_yNSLUcTljqKWuGjuO7LxgavjNONLVBekU324lj0v4fwGHZgw2vyORM8PPEsg3CQyza4J/s320/103_6239.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Pool</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
They also had nightly entertainment. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNKzavFbRtghoiiUPC94yW4dLsUloUfv52ZoxULnGg3Pxw5XaqIpsSuXip2XYfHT1ULgxWHjAkCVb85FzukR7TBDxhjc5vHev_vt1PfLF16vNurcbEDfsXTsfJT_YVUOEP6WezGMEJooRi/s1600/103_6224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNKzavFbRtghoiiUPC94yW4dLsUloUfv52ZoxULnGg3Pxw5XaqIpsSuXip2XYfHT1ULgxWHjAkCVb85FzukR7TBDxhjc5vHev_vt1PfLF16vNurcbEDfsXTsfJT_YVUOEP6WezGMEJooRi/s320/103_6224.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Michael won a game like "Singing Bee"</div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The couple to come in first in any of the games won a medal. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Michael and I ended up winning 7 different medals. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibwuKIozqqpc2NEjU5cKfk_CK8tQNvs9Kxa53UqSDG3O0G3Hnr7LOqDJ_ZNZdgOOKBai-iSjV7AF1Hc9NkAkLCaA-nGAQd_LW2pDp3Xr-6DBXwmeTDEp5SviJJTX_O1FueGzSuUUmx_XLx/s1600/103_6225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibwuKIozqqpc2NEjU5cKfk_CK8tQNvs9Kxa53UqSDG3O0G3Hnr7LOqDJ_ZNZdgOOKBai-iSjV7AF1Hc9NkAkLCaA-nGAQd_LW2pDp3Xr-6DBXwmeTDEp5SviJJTX_O1FueGzSuUUmx_XLx/s320/103_6225.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I loved the evening events! One night we played the Newlywed not so Newlywed game against 3 other couples. Some of it was very embarrassing, but hilarious! We tied for first place with another couple and won one of our medals. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
One night there was a magician and he was AWESOME. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The last night we stayed to see the comedians. They had 3 comedians, two of them were very good, the other..... not so much.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
We also ended up meeting a wonderful couple that we spent the last 2 evenings with. It was funny because the first night that we were there we saw a few tables at dinner with 4 or 6 people at them. We were saying how strange it was to go to a couples resort with another couple........ then we had dinner with them our last night there......lol</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRxj6EQ6zLhk1OibmeKrIiFaRISWIojjoACDulhiJdSpxD4wHz6gWqXkwQKEA10p3rIfZefnpbrCMx6zPiZE3ZjtLESagBM2bwQ2Nkb8GL_GWqJzeEt1OXzfnEL7lFbOkKAl3BOwoB6CFx/s1600/103_6248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRxj6EQ6zLhk1OibmeKrIiFaRISWIojjoACDulhiJdSpxD4wHz6gWqXkwQKEA10p3rIfZefnpbrCMx6zPiZE3ZjtLESagBM2bwQ2Nkb8GL_GWqJzeEt1OXzfnEL7lFbOkKAl3BOwoB6CFx/s320/103_6248.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I don't know what it was about them, but we all really clicked! There has only been one other couple that Michael and I have ever clicked with like we did with them. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNnTERt_48genLP6d1mgHpDpVVigLkZYRyeI7nF0zRw70dYr2hgWnCKfK-QkOV7RNky8As1FGc1dkwMOooEEWZ7oJmmuMkU0SYPxUuOFRzpsOg9cpP5G7hvAU-q-uZdT8KhDJSbo_w_mML/s1600/103_6246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNnTERt_48genLP6d1mgHpDpVVigLkZYRyeI7nF0zRw70dYr2hgWnCKfK-QkOV7RNky8As1FGc1dkwMOooEEWZ7oJmmuMkU0SYPxUuOFRzpsOg9cpP5G7hvAU-q-uZdT8KhDJSbo_w_mML/s320/103_6246.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I really hope in time our paths cross again!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
We had such a wonderful and relaxing time!!!! I am blessed to have in-laws that are willing to watch 6 kids so that we could get away :) Without them this vacation would not have been possible, so a huge thank you to them!!!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
If you ever have a chance to go there.... DO IT :)<br />
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And........</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
We have a forever souvenir from our wonderful vacation!!!<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW2HCWcuU1WYb9HtUo3JpBPmu3fz94R754ik2BS05ui3-xbFdAnhb-mA7vbl_rVCmn7PVxT1P6mZDU8Y2MFGlgWoow0yp3DDfLDaMSy7vhcwPpDujWOY0PiMJ5G8IyAI12Cn0M3sm7nIgZ/s1600/103_6270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW2HCWcuU1WYb9HtUo3JpBPmu3fz94R754ik2BS05ui3-xbFdAnhb-mA7vbl_rVCmn7PVxT1P6mZDU8Y2MFGlgWoow0yp3DDfLDaMSy7vhcwPpDujWOY0PiMJ5G8IyAI12Cn0M3sm7nIgZ/s320/103_6270.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
Baby #7 is on its way :)<br />
I told Michael that I am going to get him/her a onsie that says,<br />
"Made in the Poconos" </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-24274123142739167932013-04-24T16:58:00.003-07:002013-04-24T16:58:42.487-07:00Girls and high heels<div style="text-align: center;">
A few days ago I got to have a talk with my girls about my feelings on high heels. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
This all started one Sunday because Gabriella asked me if she could wear a pair of high heels to church.The heels are not over the top, but they are not something that I want her wearing out of the house.<br />
<br />
Out of all of my girls, Gabby is definitely my girly girl! She LOVES to dress up and look nice! I don't think that there is anything wrong with that, but I also have to set some boundaries to help protect her.<br />
<br />
When she asked me if she could wear them, my first thought was NO WAY! But..... I choose to teach why I think the way that I do instead of just saying no. So onward with the teaching......<br />
<br />
I told Gabby that I would let her decide if she should wear them. I told her that the reason I didn't want her to wear them was because high heels bring attention that I don't think that she needs. I explained that when she dresses in certain clothing/shoes that there are men who might look at her the wrong way. When she wears high heels she looks older than she really is and that opens up the door for sexual predators. (This ended up turning into a long conversation about rape and abductions and stuff like that.)<br />
<br />
In the end she decided that she did not want to wear the heels :) yay!!!! I told her that I would take her to the store and buy her a pair of pretty shoes that I feel are appropriate for someone her age. She was happy with that plan and so was I!<br />
<br />
You see, I don't have a problem with high heels per say. If you wear high heels this is not an attack against you so please don't take it that way. I think as an adult you have the right to dress however you want.<br />
<br />
The problem that I do have is that some heels in my opinion are a "sexy" accessory. Not all heels, but a good amount of them are. I own 2 or 3 pairs of high heels, so again I am not totally against high heels.<br />
<br />
The type of heels that I do have a problem with are ones that have a 4+ inch heel, or a 2 inch platform plus 4 inch heel..... you get the point.<br />
<br />
I call these type of heels, hooker heels. When I see these on someone the first thing that comes to my mind is street corner or adult movie. (If you own some of these...... Sorry, my opinion, you don't have to like it.)<br />
<br />
I feel that when you wear heels like these you are wearing them to attract attention. You look very sexy in them and whether you realize it or not, people are looking at you.<br />
Mainly men.<br />
<br />
Now, if you are married then I feel this is highly inappropriate. Why? Because you are dressing in a way that draws attention to your body by someone who is not your husband. That is problem #1. Another reason is because dressing that way might possibly cause another man to sin. A married man might look at you and have lustful thoughts about you or look at other parts of your body because you are dressed that way. That is problem #2.<br />
Your body is meant for your husband to look at and think about, not Joe Bob walking around the mall.<br />
<br />
My biggest problem right now is that women my children are supposed to look up to dress like this. I think this contributes to why Gabby wants to dress that way and thinks it is ok. My kids know my feeling about modesty and what they are or are not allowed to wear. BUT it is very hard to tell my kids one thing and then go somewhere and have a "role model" dressed in a way that I really don't think is appropriate.<br />
<br />
I have talked to my kids about it and we discussed that different people have different convictions, but still it is hard and something that I am really having a hard time getting past :( </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-88583861321328032332013-04-09T06:24:00.000-07:002013-04-09T06:24:14.157-07:00Birth control<div style="text-align: center;">
I have a LOT of very strong opinions about certain subjects. One of those subjects is birth control. I have had people tell me that we are irresponsible for having so many kids. People are quick to open their mouths on what they think I should be doing with my life and my body. That we are not financially stable enough to have more kids. That if we cant have kids without needing state assistance then we shouldn't be able to have them. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I am going to tell you why we choose not to use birth control. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
First and foremost, we prayed about it. When Michael and I first got married I had an IUD in place. When we got married we clearly heard God say that He did not want me on birth control. He wanted us to trust Him fully in the decision of how many kids that we will have. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
That is exactly what we are doing! You don't have to like it, I'm ok with that. It is not your life, it is ours. We trust. We trust God with every aspect of our lives.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I don't think it is very Christian of me to say, I trust that God will provide a good job for my husband, a cure from sickness, our finances.....etc. Then turn around and say, I'm sorry God, but I am going to get on birth control because I don't think that you can handle this part of my life. I know better than You do on this matter. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
No, I trust God with everything in my life. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
God created the whole universe!!! Nothing was left to chance. Everything that He created is perfect! I think that if He is able to do all that then He is able to decide how many kids I should have. If He feels I have enough kids, then guess what?? I won't have any more kids. If He thinks that I should have more, then guess what??? I will have more. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Not a hard thing to understand. It is not irresponsible.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Plenty of people chose to say that it is irresponsible though because we get state assistance. Ok, great. Guess what?!? It is ALL his anyways! Everything! Everything that I have, everything that you have, everything! When we die we are not taking anything with us. In the book of Acts (the beginning church) They shared everything! They sold off their stuff to give money to the poor. Others sold off all of their stuff and lived in communities together where everyone took care of one another, they shared each others burdens and no one was in need. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
It is not about how much money we do or do not have. I know that God is going to always provide for us. The bible says that He will provide for our every need. I know that is true! (Even if that comes from state assistance.... that money is His also) I said in another one of my posts that we are better off now than we have ever been! It is 100% true! Guess what? We have more kids now than we ever have too!! AND we receive less assistance now than we ever have! Hmmmmm..... I guess that saying, "Where God guides, He provides" is true.<br />
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
"Behold, children are a gift of the Lord; the fruit of the womb is a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, so are the children of one's youth. How blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them" (Psalm 127:3-4).<br />
<br />
The Bible doesn't specifically speak of birth control and whether is is right or wrong. The only reference to "birth control" is Gen 38.<br />
<br />
"Then Judah said to Onan, "Lie with your brother's wife and fulfill your duty to her as a brother-in-law to produce offspring for your brother." But Onan knew that the offspring would not be his; so whenever he lay with his brother's wife, he spilled his semen on the ground to keep from producing offspring for his brother. What he did was wicked in the LORD's sight; so he put him to death also." Genesis 38:8-10<br />
<br />
Birth control was not around then. If you didn't want to get someone pregnant then you used what we call the pull out technique. Then sperm is never entered into the woman and pregnancy is avoided. Sounds a lot like birth control to me.... a person decides that they don't want a kid so they do something to stop it.<br />
<br />
Look carefully at the verse..... what he did was WICKED in the eyes of the Lord! And God killed him!!<br />
<br />
Now, I'm not saying that God is going to kill you for being on birth control! I'm saying these are SOME of the reasons that we choose not to be on it.<br />
<br />
We choose to trust God with everything we have and I know that He blesses us for that. Again, I'm not telling you that you can't be on birth control. That is your decision, not mine. I personally don't feel it is right. If you ever come up to me and asked me if you should get on it, I will say no. I feel that when you are on birth control you are playing God in your life and that you think you know better than the person that created you!! No one knows you better than He does! No one!<br />
<br />
I feel that when you choose to play God in your own life then you are also choosing to withhold some of God's blessings from your life. Maybe you are trying to get a job promotion at work and it isn't happening...... Maybe you are trying to sell your house and it's not selling....... Maybe you are trying to plan something and it keeps falling apart.... I don't know, but I think that when you choose to play God in your life then things don't go as smoothly as you want. Why? Because you want your will to be done, not God's, so God's blessings don't come as easily as they do when you are walking in His will.<br />
<br />
I'm not posting this because I want your approval or disapproval. I am simply telling you why we choose to not be on birth control and our reasons. We are happy with the decision that we have made and nothing that you say to us is going to change the fact that we are letting God decide our future for us.<br />
<br />
You may never understand our decision and that is fine.<br />
<br />
I have lost friends over this subject before, and it probably won't be the last. At least I know that I am doing what the Lord has told me to do. I am not going to worry about other people's opinions of what they think I should do.<br />
<br />
"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways," declares the LORD. Isaiah 55:8</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-11716219101262479002013-03-28T06:09:00.001-07:002013-03-28T06:09:52.741-07:00I can't hear you<div style="text-align: center;">
As we go throughout our day we experience different luxuries that I bet most of you rarely think about. Now, I'm not talking about power windows, the microwave or even having a roof over your head. I'm talking about your senses. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Do you take time everyday to think about how lucky you are to be able to see and hear? These are luxuries that many people don't have. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I know it wasn't something that I thought about often. That is until about 2 weeks ago.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I went to the ER about 2 weeks ago with a nasty ear infection. About an hour after I left the ER, my right eardrum ruptured. Then, about a week after that my left eardrum ruptured!!! Needless to say, it was a long couple of weeks. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The good news is that my ear infection is finally gone. The bad news is, it left me VERY hard of hearing. Anyone who really knows me knows that my hearing wasn't all that good before this happened :( </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
If I had to guess, I would say that I don't hear 75% of what goes on around me now. Honestly, it sucks. Monday night I was crying because I was so frustrated! </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
It is hard to go from hearing to not hearing.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
My new "normal" is not enjoyable. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
If I want to sit down and watch a movie with my family we have to turn the closed caption on so I can follow along. We tried turning the volume on the tv up as loud as it would go, but I could only hear bits and pieces of the movie. Not enough for me to understand what was going on.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Sunday at church during Sunday school I had to keep opening my eyes to see if we were done praying because I couldn't hear one word he was saying. During service I lost interest because I couldn't hear half of what he was preaching about. Which makes it hard to follow along. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Last week we went to a friend's house and their daughter kept talking to me and I honestly could not hear one word that she said to me. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I have people keep asking me if I'm feeling ok, because I seem distant. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
It is not that I am distant, I just cant hear what anyone is saying so I usually give up and zone off. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The part that is the most frustrating for me is not hearing my kids :( </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I feel horrible because I can't hear Blake if he is in his room crying. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I can't hear what Carson and Vanessa are saying to me. I have to keep asking the older girls to repeat themselves. I hate it! I feel like a bad mother.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
What I miss the most though, is hearing them laugh. That is what upset me so much Monday night. Michael was playing with Blake and he asked me if I could hear Blake laughing, and I couldn't. It had been a long day and it seemed like Vanessa and Carson spent the whole day whining and crying (which I heard just fine because that they do nice and loud....lol)! </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
But it is the little things, like their laughing or the I love you, mommy that make all of the crying and whining worth it in the end. Now, I don't get to hear that very often :( </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And it broke my heart.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I am doing a little better now. Not hearing wise, but emotionally. I really hope that this is only temporary and that my hearing will return within the next 2 months. I was told that it can take anywhere from 1 1/2 months - 2 months for it to return. There is a slight possibility that my hearing loss may be permanent! I REALLY hope not!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Hearing problems run in my family so I wouldn't be surprised if it didn't. About 2 years before my mom died she had to have her right eardrum rebuilt because she was almost completely deaf in it. The same thing happened to her when she was 5 months old and again as an adult. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I never thought of being able to hear as a luxury, but it definitely is! You don't realize it until it is taken away from you. I will never again take for granted the fact that I am able to see with my eyes the beauty around me every day. I will also cherish every moment that I do get to hear my kids laughing or saying that they love me. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
This is my new normal and I know that I will adapt. It is just not enjoyable at all! I am not sure why this happened, but just like everything else I know that God has a plan and that He will be my strength through all of this! </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Thank God everyday for the little things in life that you don't think about as being a gift! </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-72739490055357561572013-03-21T13:51:00.001-07:002013-03-21T14:20:14.479-07:00People and their opinions<div style="text-align: center;">
I used to be the type of person who cared what others thought of me. I didn't want to draw any attention to myself because of what others might say. I was quiet and shy. I didn't speak up and defend myself or my thinking because I didn't want to hear others tell me what I thought was wrong or stupid.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Oh how times have changed!!!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
We have 6 children now, and people are ALWAYS looking at us and talking about us. People know us even though I have no clue who they are! We will be at the store and someone will come up and ask me, "How does your husband like working at the sawmill? " I stand there and have a conversation with these people who know so much about us, yet, I don't have a clue who they are!!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
It is a lot easier to notice and remember a family of 8 than a family of 4. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
We tend to stick out :)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Since used to be such a reserved person, at first it bothered me. A lot! I didn't like the attention. I didn't like the fact that people had an opinion about everything that we did! </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
They had an opinion about if we should have more kids. Seriously, people of whom I have never met in my life say to me, "You're done now right?" People say, you know they make birth control now. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
They have opinions and something to say about what type of job my husband has, about us homeschooling, about me staying home......and the list just goes on and on and on....</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The stupid questions and unwanted opinions have not stopped or changed, but I have.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
After a lot of prayer, I am at a place now where I am ok with the attention. Actually, I embrace it. You see, I feel that God has us exactly where we should be. It is amazing to me that even though I get a lot of negative comments thrown my way, I also know that I have positively impacted a lot of people as well. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I have also learned not to care what anyone else has to say. I meant it. I really don't. I don't care if you think we shouldn't have more kids. I don't care if you think we cant afford our kids. I don't care if you think homeschooling is a bad idea. I don't care if you don't like that I love God with all of my heart. I don't care if you think I am fat. I don't care if you think my kids are ugly. I don't care if you think that I am a bad wife. I don't even care if you think that I am irresponsible or a bad mother. Seriously, I don't. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I also don't care who you are that may think like this, family, friend, acquaintance, or total stranger! </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
We choose to live our lives the way that God is leading us to go. Sometimes (actually most of the time) that means that we do things that most people wouldn't do. Why? Because we trust God. We trust that where He guides He provides. We trust that He will never leave us or forsake us! TRUST - we trust that His plans are better than our plans. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
If we waited until we could "afford" kids to have kids, then we wouldn't have any. No one can every really afford kids. We are currently better off now finacially than any other time in our lives. That didn't happen because we waited to have kids. That happened because God provided for us like He says He will. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
No, trusting the unknown isn't always easy. I trust that God has a purpose for our lives. I want to be able to stand before Him when I die and have Him say thank you for trusting me even though you couldn't see what was going to happen. I don't want to stand there and have Him ask, why did you think that your ways were better than my ways? Why did you choose to play God in your own life instead of following my path?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
We pray about where God wants to lead our family and then that is what we do. You don't have to like it. That is your choice. It is also my choice to not care what you have to say or think about me. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
No matter who you are or where you come from, someone will always find something negative to say about you or the way that you live your life. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
People are constantly thinking that they are better than someone else. They have a better job, a better car, more money, or better behaved kids. They have never had money problems or an addiction. Or there are people who have had money trouble or an addiction that no Ionger have those problems, and now they think that they are better than those people who not too long ago they were just like. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Honestly, it's sad. People are so quick to judge others and offer their opinion of how they should live. Maybe instead of judging others so quickly, we should worry about the problems that we have in our own families, because no family is perfect!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I think the world would be a better place if people would stop worrying about what everyone thinks of them. I know my life is a lot less stressful now :) I am 100% happy with my life and I wouldn't change anything about it! Even the hard times. It is because of the hard times that I have learned how to be strong and I have learned what is really important in my life. My life isn't always easy, but it is always worth it!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
So just know, that if you have an opinion about me or my family.... keep it to yourself, I dont care :)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-24627852587344830452013-03-19T13:17:00.000-07:002013-03-19T13:17:28.688-07:00Time to loose it!<div style="text-align: center;">
In the last 13 years I have gained a LOT of weight. Some of it due to 6 different pregnancies and some of it due to stress and depression. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
This was me in high school. I played varsity softball and I was extremely athletic :)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5KK2prl2Yzaww4bhWjz8e7xyCXDX38S0mTdzJfDUS_kMVfZkhW1xvUibvPs5EyXwkXaenEhxQ2J1PiufAQCpJdGIQ3_ObqF-Rm015An2143bztjN4jRhe-Bu5jMuKvePrdHRAucwM7jvj/s1600/b7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5KK2prl2Yzaww4bhWjz8e7xyCXDX38S0mTdzJfDUS_kMVfZkhW1xvUibvPs5EyXwkXaenEhxQ2J1PiufAQCpJdGIQ3_ObqF-Rm015An2143bztjN4jRhe-Bu5jMuKvePrdHRAucwM7jvj/s320/b7.jpg" width="191" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Guess what?!? </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
My senior year of high school I weighed 195 lbs. It really doesn't look like I am that heavy does it?!? I guess I carry my weight well! I was not known for being the fat girl (At least I don't think I was....LOL) and most people had no clue that I weighed almost 200 lbs. <br />
<br />
My body is a bigger build, and I don't think that I am ever meant to be 150 pounds. (Even though the Wii fit seems to think that my ideal weight is 148 lbs...... yeah, when I was 12) </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Anyways, a month after I graduated high school my mom died and a month after that I went away to college. I ended up seeing a psychologist while away at school to help me deal with my mom's death and I was also on some antidepressant drugs. The first year after graduation I gain 15 pounds. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Fact- When Leslie is depressed, Leslie eats......</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR2rzg2w3cD9Cshx8PxG1G-1UPTqRk0WOGSkPktqJR0MdsLfcq4lWa46E26A_42dyb4gneXUR0zemamaqayOB4jCd9ayM_twPj-kQKuniAwsXDjMyZLOysAPr_-qfxP-Eo4TNI0BGZ15CE/s1600/b8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR2rzg2w3cD9Cshx8PxG1G-1UPTqRk0WOGSkPktqJR0MdsLfcq4lWa46E26A_42dyb4gneXUR0zemamaqayOB4jCd9ayM_twPj-kQKuniAwsXDjMyZLOysAPr_-qfxP-Eo4TNI0BGZ15CE/s320/b8.jpg" width="191" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
This was me on my wedding day to my first husband at age 19. I weighed 210 lbs. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Then, I got pregnant with Mariela. I gained a whopping 66 lbs while I was pregnant with her!!! Thank God, that I didn't gain that much every pregnancy or I would be as big as a baby elephant right now!!!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I got pregnant with Gabby when Mariela was only six months old and gained 40 lbs that pregnancy. I don't really remember how much I gained with Makayla, but it was probably about the same.<br />
<br />
(Sorry, I don't really have any pictures of myself from Mariela to Makayla.... I avoided the camera like the plague!!)<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo0UeiOX_yTYKVsnzrzKgyr8tVKXxMVgWASibDiBskx72ld6hKKHb7HznP-BHI0GVyGsWhPJj0Hq7uBEmmhrqVrpbQOCyuA-wAHVJECK8mtTgXVMlxTjC1IUsRE5Bt_gpFR-7yGcp1ufX2/s1600/b4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="310" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo0UeiOX_yTYKVsnzrzKgyr8tVKXxMVgWASibDiBskx72ld6hKKHb7HznP-BHI0GVyGsWhPJj0Hq7uBEmmhrqVrpbQOCyuA-wAHVJECK8mtTgXVMlxTjC1IUsRE5Bt_gpFR-7yGcp1ufX2/s320/b4.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
By the time I met Michael I weighed about 250 lbs. Here is a picture of our wedding day. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLQTl5PRRQD2EIf-ZaShWytxrE5xRZ8aRHu4rgeU__Z5Z-VAxPVQl9CvW60kHLQQfMPX3hLT_I-_BPwVL4YCql50yZ8eQqfh7gAlJnDv1zg1jIM_ZX_0TI5cX8l1C7b55ZbTImB33djgqv/s1600/b5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLQTl5PRRQD2EIf-ZaShWytxrE5xRZ8aRHu4rgeU__Z5Z-VAxPVQl9CvW60kHLQQfMPX3hLT_I-_BPwVL4YCql50yZ8eQqfh7gAlJnDv1zg1jIM_ZX_0TI5cX8l1C7b55ZbTImB33djgqv/s320/b5.jpg" width="256" /></a></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
This picture (our second, more formal wedding) I was about 8 weeks pregnant with Vanessa. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEKzxrf8kk0PbxuHq2WvGQXSP9x-S6-4JTrRXi7ugl_nI_0qx2RaaeiQZeNCtHpI21m9nHyuSUSeQ5_3gRA2y3uJCMrtX_bQBfAwOoTPgOwf08m1lDORV_Gcrn_HOqaDEBHZCqK9drqH0X/s1600/b2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEKzxrf8kk0PbxuHq2WvGQXSP9x-S6-4JTrRXi7ugl_nI_0qx2RaaeiQZeNCtHpI21m9nHyuSUSeQ5_3gRA2y3uJCMrtX_bQBfAwOoTPgOwf08m1lDORV_Gcrn_HOqaDEBHZCqK9drqH0X/s1600/b2.jpg" /></a><br />
<br />
This is me pregnant with Vanessa at 34 weeks. I think I gained 40 lbs with her too.<br />
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
After having Vanessa I went though a lot of depression because of Michael and his porn addiction. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Remember..... When Leslie is depressed, Leslie eats!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
By the time I got pregnant with Carson I weighed 280 lbs. I gained 20 lbs while I was pregnant with him, but that was all baby. When I had him the 20 lbs was gone! <br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD95wvQgwpPYYk0-fLwtpO2fHsWZGcp0mLEy9Ww7vGVlkGh8ukdEkgzRlBJAFQHgTzltTJR_p35ThEk8gp1CabNkhjz8ZKKv9OPT6cdrIVYuGiK8NC_-62cjjlAvn1QyMjCwqGz9Gegdf8/s1600/b1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="219" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD95wvQgwpPYYk0-fLwtpO2fHsWZGcp0mLEy9Ww7vGVlkGh8ukdEkgzRlBJAFQHgTzltTJR_p35ThEk8gp1CabNkhjz8ZKKv9OPT6cdrIVYuGiK8NC_-62cjjlAvn1QyMjCwqGz9Gegdf8/s320/b1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
In this picture I am 36 weeks pregnant with Carson.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
After I had Carson, Michael lost his job and we started having financial problems.<br />
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Leslie worries = Leslie eats. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Carson was 9 months old when I got pregnant with Blake. I weighed in at 290 lbs when I went to my first ob apt for him. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKeV-H_Cmhw3Y_8VkmIm4bisJD9oMH638nWamhUc3AjBYuWBUx4rISmWmx8YrFKxxAZE0HoyL0Iq7KUNZrNCdK0S6rHtTNTWN5gNkcM-rpjYmg03MlWxpqO6cbbO4qWjxi4JntQ6_EC4xa/s1600/b2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKeV-H_Cmhw3Y_8VkmIm4bisJD9oMH638nWamhUc3AjBYuWBUx4rISmWmx8YrFKxxAZE0HoyL0Iq7KUNZrNCdK0S6rHtTNTWN5gNkcM-rpjYmg03MlWxpqO6cbbO4qWjxi4JntQ6_EC4xa/s1600/b2.jpg" /></a><br />
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
This is me right before I went to the hospital to have Blake. I weighed 310 pounds by the end of my pregnancy. Again, all 20 lbs came right off when I had him! (Having a 12 lbs 5 oz baby really helps...LOL)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Well, 2 weeks ago I decided that I was done!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Done being unhealthy and done being over weight. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Honestly, it doesn't have much to do with how I look. I think that I am beautiful and I know that my husband does too :)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The fact is that I am starting to be borderline diabetic. I had diabetes with my last 2 pregnancies and I do NOT want that for the rest of my life!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I also am tired all of the time and I hate it! I want to be able to chase my kids around and play with them without being exhausted! Most importantly, I want to be here in 10 years to see them grow up!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
About 2 weeks ago I cut back on soda and I stopped snacking throughout my day if I wasn't hungry. I was still eating whatever I made my family to eat, but I watched my portions. In about 2 weeks I had lost 7 lbs! </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
This past Sunday I got really serious with this loosing weight business. I have an online personal trainer who puts together my meals and my exercise routines for every day of the week. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
When I weighed myself this morning I weighed 279!, that is over 10 lbs that I have lost :) I am so excited! ! I have never been more determined to loose weight than I am right now!<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfTLtSNIoFrG3ru_tTN1eecusydzqtUkh-bKFbTFYWC82ohOGi7G_dygCEgUN0IaeasOPqMc2hSHJUuBnzCclMEbdm1srrPwz9W0CVdH5U3JqafexEkXFBcl_bLhTjfiyvxDQm5S9mF-4F/s1600/b3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfTLtSNIoFrG3ru_tTN1eecusydzqtUkh-bKFbTFYWC82ohOGi7G_dygCEgUN0IaeasOPqMc2hSHJUuBnzCclMEbdm1srrPwz9W0CVdH5U3JqafexEkXFBcl_bLhTjfiyvxDQm5S9mF-4F/s320/b3.jpg" width="191" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
This is me today :)</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUOfNxGZx2fCwkuLz-9CgmDsP2V6Et-KEVmFx1FJcbQFXqVz4jHWi1nw6GZa4TrNvJiGFIb2jsMX8GFJXAHs41s-eN96Gd_UhILvxitgYEmUB-4DC59suOxtxhOIg7BUn4yz8nw7gb26no/s1600/b6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUOfNxGZx2fCwkuLz-9CgmDsP2V6Et-KEVmFx1FJcbQFXqVz4jHWi1nw6GZa4TrNvJiGFIb2jsMX8GFJXAHs41s-eN96Gd_UhILvxitgYEmUB-4DC59suOxtxhOIg7BUn4yz8nw7gb26no/s320/b6.jpg" width="191" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I WILL DO THIS!!!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Yes, I know that it is my fault that I am over weight and only I am to blame. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
BUT, telling everyone about my weight problem is not an easy thing to do. I am putting myself out there for everyone to judge me and talk about me, but oh well. I WILL beat this and then you will only be able to talk about how much weight I lost and how good I look :)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Michael and I are going away for our anniversary this year and that is my incentive to keep pushing myself as hard as I can. I bought something cute to wear and I bought it too small so I have something to keep me going! LOL, whatever works, right? I have 10 weeks from today! </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I will keep you all updated with my progress! Failure is NOT an option! </div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-52766011661892435542013-03-07T07:27:00.001-08:002013-03-07T07:27:40.446-08:00Homemade laundry soap<div align="center">
A little over a year ago a good friend of mine really turned me on to a lot of DIY (Do it yourself) cleaning and beauty products.</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
To be completely honest, at first I thought she was nuts. (Sorry, Lea)</div>
<div align="center">
I used to think that people who made there own laundry soap and cleaners were people who were over sensitive about the environment and over the top crazy.</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
I have never been the type of person who worries about chemicals in my house or making sure I buy organic, BUT I am a freak about not spending money!! (I will say that over the past few months I have changed a bit in my thinking and I am glad we are a chemical free house :) Mostly!)</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Saving money was honestly my main reason for looking into making my own laundry soap. At the time I was about to have baby number 6 and we did anywhere from 2-4 loads of laundry a day!! That is a LOT of laundry soap!!</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
I do coupon and I always stocked up on laundry soap when it was on sale. I probably never paid more that $1 a bottle for laundry soap, but when I found out that I could make 10 GALLONS of soap for less than a dollar I decided I would give it a try. </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
The first time that I ever did the laundry after using the homemade stuff I literally smelled EVERY SINGLE piece of laundry that I pulled out of the washing machine before I put it in the dryer. I was sure that it wasn't going to smell clean, but I was wrong!! </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
It cleans just as good as any commercial cleaner does!! </div>
<div align="center">
I have been making my own laundry soap ever since! This laundry soap success started my DIY obsession with making everything else that I possibly could at home :)</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
It is very easy to make and takes me probably about 5 minutes to do!</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Here is what you will need-</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
4 cups HOT water</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
1 bar of Ivory soap</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje2g8PirrmwO3ZnND_sxrxnzXdbXaURM9t9QN-qj67OWfj06Ww6FgcZAbPJLx-c9ISGA2BkMzpxQydmUuF7J00BsjZI_UeW3jbck3A5LKqPitXjtMrRIW8XTDojCbFoSls9ajOmSSa5Zpt/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje2g8PirrmwO3ZnND_sxrxnzXdbXaURM9t9QN-qj67OWfj06Ww6FgcZAbPJLx-c9ISGA2BkMzpxQydmUuF7J00BsjZI_UeW3jbck3A5LKqPitXjtMrRIW8XTDojCbFoSls9ajOmSSa5Zpt/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div align="left">
A cheese grater (have one that you will only use on soap, not cheese)</div>
<div align="left">
1 cup of washing soda (found in chemical/laundry section of store)</div>
<div align="left">
1/2 cup of borax (Also found in chemical/laundry section)</div>
<div align="left">
5 gallon bucket (preferably with lid)</div>
<div align="left">
</div>
<div align="center">
Directions-</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
Boil 4 cups of hot water on the stove.</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
While the water is boiling I grate my soap.</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2LcGyqH55qToztH501SWqjOqz6ouoXUxUlDPMSfAS0mTmYcd7BLktpptiErr544vkMvO_LiS_r-SRx6c2qWCFEcShk-96bdV09ocoE638uD9DHP0WwXXBr69Y8w-tED1o-nh67D7j3hJH/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2LcGyqH55qToztH501SWqjOqz6ouoXUxUlDPMSfAS0mTmYcd7BLktpptiErr544vkMvO_LiS_r-SRx6c2qWCFEcShk-96bdV09ocoE638uD9DHP0WwXXBr69Y8w-tED1o-nh67D7j3hJH/s320/012.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
When water is boiling take it off of the stove. Add the Ivory soap, washing soda and Borax and mix until dissolved.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Then pour mixture into the 5 gallon bucket and fill the rest of the bucket with water.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimNY4b_52iYwNz_VrpNY37lMuKc_z9BcMkDZyCzSsUzyxKCK6DQhKRLyLvTfAH5cCD5a-5vtLUkMQvi0pHcEegKE6ljBoEeGyzJsmMcqhMcCzNt_Pzjy5jM-UyOEA4wBV_FBnnlNylW4yV/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimNY4b_52iYwNz_VrpNY37lMuKc_z9BcMkDZyCzSsUzyxKCK6DQhKRLyLvTfAH5cCD5a-5vtLUkMQvi0pHcEegKE6ljBoEeGyzJsmMcqhMcCzNt_Pzjy5jM-UyOEA4wBV_FBnnlNylW4yV/s320/013.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Let the soap sit over night to thicken up. (It will not be really thick, but you will see some thick clumps throughout it in the morning.)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGD6ySiPeVs-x1w4cOpxJT5OCBphjjP842kH7r4W87YksQkxGkzzCkCrhTjPn8gbOPwZ89zh3lEeWegHShPkPmT6r3bZdMxDrHBnAssOnDBT8B4Ld7K0G4seDrX0Rq73ZjmXkwATZXGun2/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGD6ySiPeVs-x1w4cOpxJT5OCBphjjP842kH7r4W87YksQkxGkzzCkCrhTjPn8gbOPwZ89zh3lEeWegHShPkPmT6r3bZdMxDrHBnAssOnDBT8B4Ld7K0G4seDrX0Rq73ZjmXkwATZXGun2/s320/014.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Mix equal parts soap and water into your own container.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
**Remember to mix up the mixture before you use it because it settles on the bottom.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgieXKjeScT6urnKQ26OLLhZbJytbEpm1j_pdziUREhEKPCkOYYiDkcLdwg8-mBhkZO6KN10okg10zcOB1Px1BUxOezZZmseHu18S9HFjSDZ3a_sm9Ln0MHLRC6bFMpJGMrdLk8jbiDOPCR/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgieXKjeScT6urnKQ26OLLhZbJytbEpm1j_pdziUREhEKPCkOYYiDkcLdwg8-mBhkZO6KN10okg10zcOB1Px1BUxOezZZmseHu18S9HFjSDZ3a_sm9Ln0MHLRC6bFMpJGMrdLk8jbiDOPCR/s320/015.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
My bottle holds 3 cups of soap and 3 cups of water.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCGDoR1uFXvEcglB5Ca5o8AlS-K2tbgTzM5V8q7_AltdLUGhffHKSHiVgW2etUdnCZaBJm2k-d9zzr9H6KM0NP72Sxzkiq36pCN-I21yMcXBr0uieUNGRFbq6QmiiTULmd0Isa4zp7v5pl/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCGDoR1uFXvEcglB5Ca5o8AlS-K2tbgTzM5V8q7_AltdLUGhffHKSHiVgW2etUdnCZaBJm2k-d9zzr9H6KM0NP72Sxzkiq36pCN-I21yMcXBr0uieUNGRFbq6QmiiTULmd0Isa4zp7v5pl/s320/016.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Now it is ready to use!!!!</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
I use about 1/2 capful per load and each batch lasts us about 3-4 months!!</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
** This soap does not suds up like regular laundry soap making it safe to use in HE washers as well. </div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgieXKjeScT6urnKQ26OLLhZbJytbEpm1j_pdziUREhEKPCkOYYiDkcLdwg8-mBhkZO6KN10okg10zcOB1Px1BUxOezZZmseHu18S9HFjSDZ3a_sm9Ln0MHLRC6bFMpJGMrdLk8jbiDOPCR/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a> </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR-ak63URhYcrqCDER-2pmlmaIbp_qKgivYxvOTa1CP2BCrXaGXqcxUuATNtO-_nt3NnlqZ2jeNUiaia0JtGMzhlvCrFvG6b_R1iQ83kG1X0biSguFyDGkAlOnJ-UQsbClV30VQJZdHvOu/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a> </div>
<div style="text-align: left;">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-35529371040334782402013-03-06T09:02:00.001-08:002013-03-06T09:02:44.893-08:00Our first snow storm<div style="text-align: center;">
All week we were hearing people talk about the snow storm that we were supposed to get Tues & Wed. (We don't watch tv, so we don't always know what is going on around here) My best friend and our landlord both texted me on Monday to make sure that I knew about the storm :) </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I went to the store on Monday and stocked up on lots of food! For those of you who don't remember, the first snow that we had this winter kept us stuck in the house for 5 days. That snow was not even a storm like they were predicting for this week. This time I made sure I stocked up!!! 5 gallons of milk, plenty of cereal, lunch meat...... we will not run out of food this time!!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I was really hoping that it wasn't going to be as bad as they predicted. No luck there though :(<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKaufEfYh3x1IONFTBDPfySV03rOQpAbVfU34fI13Cv-fxbZWybMvkerzr-qySTZh_03SdyhCsGgl5gLHgOEuSrNs9FyKV75SZekYGjkexgkk1TwtEJnQ8Mb1aGmYRvcsM7FQszECrnI_G/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKaufEfYh3x1IONFTBDPfySV03rOQpAbVfU34fI13Cv-fxbZWybMvkerzr-qySTZh_03SdyhCsGgl5gLHgOEuSrNs9FyKV75SZekYGjkexgkk1TwtEJnQ8Mb1aGmYRvcsM7FQszECrnI_G/s320/001.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
We went to bed last night around 9 and there was about 1/4 inch of snow. When we woke up at 5:30 to get Michael off to work we had no power and about 7 inches of snow on the ground. </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKadwrTbIgYo1hHuS-vydW8wo9642spp9XTlrZ9Mpp-Ll3V_5SxTg0ME_MdfByFJUcQ3WJPD0H6Wqlo1_joqX9QHEe7bREJOaZTrHVhyskmsy8bT3iz0gvFM9A4Hbh0nuRi3BAV5FCa651/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKadwrTbIgYo1hHuS-vydW8wo9642spp9XTlrZ9Mpp-Ll3V_5SxTg0ME_MdfByFJUcQ3WJPD0H6Wqlo1_joqX9QHEe7bREJOaZTrHVhyskmsy8bT3iz0gvFM9A4Hbh0nuRi3BAV5FCa651/s320/022.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Needless to say, Michael didn't go to work today and it is starting to get cold in our house without power. We also don't have running water when we are without power and that is no good :(<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRZJTUyM87nXODhv401AWFB0SoOG6J5uxrOxVgZBmwAc6t0ZCKx1MscupaYXJl2dOYQq3dM7DXh6o8PPUAIKOg-en9a-ffvDi3m754OZv-if6zwDpzHlGyB_GFyG0lAxCa8uHhAHa_UBfV/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRZJTUyM87nXODhv401AWFB0SoOG6J5uxrOxVgZBmwAc6t0ZCKx1MscupaYXJl2dOYQq3dM7DXh6o8PPUAIKOg-en9a-ffvDi3m754OZv-if6zwDpzHlGyB_GFyG0lAxCa8uHhAHa_UBfV/s320/017.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
BUT we are still having fun and making the most out of our situation :)<br />
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxh6RQ8a5uzcUWSVvqzDMfxXMfYs3f3EAgN2Qn-tj2B6lZCzGStYhJOJkQ6DVk4mNpv5jiWglCVrX4BdlaxYl0jiaaezqGFS_u9lNAxUlaZviE-a7HG_OvDlPuduEvDkOlWrg4qIr0lnKs/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxh6RQ8a5uzcUWSVvqzDMfxXMfYs3f3EAgN2Qn-tj2B6lZCzGStYhJOJkQ6DVk4mNpv5jiWglCVrX4BdlaxYl0jiaaezqGFS_u9lNAxUlaZviE-a7HG_OvDlPuduEvDkOlWrg4qIr0lnKs/s320/011.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Michael and the 5 oldest kids all went sledding in our backyard. </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/AVvXsEgvNtJQ5iWPzrLBbr-yPJlRbn4mBywhy8Cg5TbDIeKsj80y7aPZ5tDL9JzD7fN0pVJJmfhFRrQQ2aXGlSHLc2kzZfd4huDz1YjznU8E7JbecSIle6NXVQu88yrb3gY0OVPzFpF8DJV0iJow/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvNtJQ5iWPzrLBbr-yPJlRbn4mBywhy8Cg5TbDIeKsj80y7aPZ5tDL9JzD7fN0pVJJmfhFRrQQ2aXGlSHLc2kzZfd4huDz1YjznU8E7JbecSIle6NXVQu88yrb3gY0OVPzFpF8DJV0iJow/s320/015.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Climbing back up the hill was the hard part!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAPkYWJzvklYcZHp71GKembo9CL2HZdVlhdJK1qlONdVRS2VUvy4pSdfy2tg6STalyfFhpBDuLg5MQaviEkYjAJGzhq8s7IRbTnVP-VPRXoaVVhN9e0g24L9E-GgGTwj3Xs7h80xc38HZx/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAPkYWJzvklYcZHp71GKembo9CL2HZdVlhdJK1qlONdVRS2VUvy4pSdfy2tg6STalyfFhpBDuLg5MQaviEkYjAJGzhq8s7IRbTnVP-VPRXoaVVhN9e0g24L9E-GgGTwj3Xs7h80xc38HZx/s320/007.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<br />
Carson decided that he didn't need a sled :)<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwgUmbnc2T-2iHVryPjzFps0K32PXZa5q6s-KRihXFH1xJnilztar6haYgdelcf_2wNachkBXwcopbMVcKfz8w7uzA76oxFfvOuZOt0IyE-qf0VXOYqYdk_NZhk4Z8KYRy2LupBuLhMYVY/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwgUmbnc2T-2iHVryPjzFps0K32PXZa5q6s-KRihXFH1xJnilztar6haYgdelcf_2wNachkBXwcopbMVcKfz8w7uzA76oxFfvOuZOt0IyE-qf0VXOYqYdk_NZhk4Z8KYRy2LupBuLhMYVY/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
Vanessa doesn't look like she is having fun....<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP3tuXGYeSCgvYpECDkUObYb0_n6PB5vQ9lIibrABAfEyQB6krl-K-HpTfy9Bw5rkZKK6qUskvbIMTnZkBJr5T5etYkijC2B4UJp5xxJlw8M8pPC9EyAeC7R1GULiLRIck_ON9wDzflThd/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP3tuXGYeSCgvYpECDkUObYb0_n6PB5vQ9lIibrABAfEyQB6krl-K-HpTfy9Bw5rkZKK6qUskvbIMTnZkBJr5T5etYkijC2B4UJp5xxJlw8M8pPC9EyAeC7R1GULiLRIck_ON9wDzflThd/s320/021.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Everyone else is though :)</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikeb92rWKNZt_ECPnLz9z-_YBEbttQH1XZfO_R_teydOKrX1MVGeMweKOGW0D9JDyzjHiLzEyy7qUxsdmK9iar9LhnIPIrGAwpR8G3ChYpj2HXCz6VOOI4VY16erG0JJrTgBvJl2jBMzj0/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikeb92rWKNZt_ECPnLz9z-_YBEbttQH1XZfO_R_teydOKrX1MVGeMweKOGW0D9JDyzjHiLzEyy7qUxsdmK9iar9LhnIPIrGAwpR8G3ChYpj2HXCz6VOOI4VY16erG0JJrTgBvJl2jBMzj0/s320/012.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
We now have about 11 inches of snow and it is still coming down pretty hard.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGW2GxHkJtpVO3FCaSoy7rM6RE5GEUHW8EaMOVqzICgGkPmLBSlSAMqiASDV3_ixJuCIi7kT24XiO096KFK78hVtYBoWWpUbEGipYeDz0U0veBcj7WegEW-wWv0bv3fMxCxbMfHZKVvDVf/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGW2GxHkJtpVO3FCaSoy7rM6RE5GEUHW8EaMOVqzICgGkPmLBSlSAMqiASDV3_ixJuCIi7kT24XiO096KFK78hVtYBoWWpUbEGipYeDz0U0veBcj7WegEW-wWv0bv3fMxCxbMfHZKVvDVf/s320/027.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<br />
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
We have had a couple of tree branches fall. One fell as I was measuring the snow.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5zlQcUqyoWvDoNb3Z1IGFzL6EI8ZpyPFDae4TU1CIalQjpG7DbiGx4aJbO9Y2PXwUrnIvDYa5vaHr45nNtDw0JR15PPKPzCo3LoFjhfQicAijhbJmuIVx4SjU5n_j6TEd3WmhyInplHQg/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5zlQcUqyoWvDoNb3Z1IGFzL6EI8ZpyPFDae4TU1CIalQjpG7DbiGx4aJbO9Y2PXwUrnIvDYa5vaHr45nNtDw0JR15PPKPzCo3LoFjhfQicAijhbJmuIVx4SjU5n_j6TEd3WmhyInplHQg/s320/025.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Hopefully, our power will be back on soon, but for now we are all safe and just spending time together as a family. Sometimes it us nice to not have anything to do :) </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWBXqA1m7zNEnmCMhPPOTXzfe87kxLbtU2DCIqMFv66QckT7So2n9gTdq6mi79vGr5Wygf8unNGbs08UxShIfd-Qm9nhQJ1GiVSBHphWJakVweCbnr2KbBXOMRN5lYjn9dtjwMecHNC1oP/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWBXqA1m7zNEnmCMhPPOTXzfe87kxLbtU2DCIqMFv66QckT7So2n9gTdq6mi79vGr5Wygf8unNGbs08UxShIfd-Qm9nhQJ1GiVSBHphWJakVweCbnr2KbBXOMRN5lYjn9dtjwMecHNC1oP/s320/023.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<br />
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
No power = no cleaning ;)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
****update- Mariela just went outside and we are now at 13 inches!!! </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTYSvDtgcMo8OT6kz0UnXHepk1dr5vkbxW8pSr1piou4aILhkP9OkOlJCqqYqwCwaH8Sle2de2HOmYANQfYuXECzkSOLXWCJ7TERch8ws81MVUWeyonRESZNet_uyeSWVVp-ItAuXP7Gv8/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTYSvDtgcMo8OT6kz0UnXHepk1dr5vkbxW8pSr1piou4aILhkP9OkOlJCqqYqwCwaH8Sle2de2HOmYANQfYuXECzkSOLXWCJ7TERch8ws81MVUWeyonRESZNet_uyeSWVVp-ItAuXP7Gv8/s320/024.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
This is the first snow storm that we have ever been in! Well, Michael has been around snow storms growing up in Illinois, but it is a first for this Florida native and her kids :)</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-75737441356051507512013-03-05T04:51:00.001-08:002013-03-05T04:51:15.403-08:00Happy Birthday Dr. Seuss<div style="text-align: center;">
Well, I started this blog Saturday at my daughter's bible quiz competition and I have not been able to return to finish it until now!!<br />
A busy life this mom of 6 has :)<br />
<br />
Any who- I still want to share our Dr. Seuss party with all of you!<br />
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The 4 girls spent the day decorating the house for our party.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZus58BIT_FHYgKCcYquT9_YfOoAUsC2FcJm9y7RedO-mV8IjcjWk-dI2XzWQpuCB_whh0Rw9dAl07Fcfr3F7hyR67H1j4kUG56L4dMkDeFR1LxTfPplS2F_JZeFHCasZmfTNMS7p4nUGc/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZus58BIT_FHYgKCcYquT9_YfOoAUsC2FcJm9y7RedO-mV8IjcjWk-dI2XzWQpuCB_whh0Rw9dAl07Fcfr3F7hyR67H1j4kUG56L4dMkDeFR1LxTfPplS2F_JZeFHCasZmfTNMS7p4nUGc/s320/004.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I spent the day baking and decorating a cake.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijGaIn-5-mdwNiMKogFJ7n-cbHW0h_PwNBoBYvyLqAgDVVqVAQcZ7B_d0ap-yMO0c6bFcFL_THydikOYnyJlWQt-unWeq2iwqhl8KBfy9lI8z4YSsjIfL3bfItlKmbQUlBaEg_KPrY6dI4/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijGaIn-5-mdwNiMKogFJ7n-cbHW0h_PwNBoBYvyLqAgDVVqVAQcZ7B_d0ap-yMO0c6bFcFL_THydikOYnyJlWQt-unWeq2iwqhl8KBfy9lI8z4YSsjIfL3bfItlKmbQUlBaEg_KPrY6dI4/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Michael came home from work and drew me some pictures that we could use as games.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYfAmhyphenhyphendPDkMJsv7ccSgSCNA5aO3icQ-W-VotqDdnAx7JUlAQ_J17WEwajkO1fG7U1nKrYG0n1kSbuks72a_QOqsWimPGGprJgBilSeHed_S1lc_xdQ8Es0PNxLBD4DzegqyyxDLmFVOgW/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYfAmhyphenhyphendPDkMJsv7ccSgSCNA5aO3icQ-W-VotqDdnAx7JUlAQ_J17WEwajkO1fG7U1nKrYG0n1kSbuks72a_QOqsWimPGGprJgBilSeHed_S1lc_xdQ8Es0PNxLBD4DzegqyyxDLmFVOgW/s320/005.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I pick on him, but he is an AWESOME artist and I am very proud of him :)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
The Bernard family came over to enjoy our fun filled Dr. Seuss evening with us!<br />
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7HbKgL_9f48tEMmVUzahmDgqekvnzPkIRmzQdg09t40bC7vXOyNDa0WJDVVU5-AN2jc4UWK1O7kWRGlSNIAqR_Obr1AM4fLROaWtWUoRqAKHitQD79yNkYWFnFTCZ02_-s28MV2xJ7SgS/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7HbKgL_9f48tEMmVUzahmDgqekvnzPkIRmzQdg09t40bC7vXOyNDa0WJDVVU5-AN2jc4UWK1O7kWRGlSNIAqR_Obr1AM4fLROaWtWUoRqAKHitQD79yNkYWFnFTCZ02_-s28MV2xJ7SgS/s320/017.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Getting this many kids to all look good for the camera at the SAME time is not an easy task!!!</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg17N7mArEb1yWsVwIE39PqE6aSJMPn1QyAzt8ON-1T3GOJPP7D1NAujO-gmJa6LDHwRe2v1BcOdzz7GWKvIuIiLi6bcyT9KMhInCsQWl_XNBwMGfr3KNxQZMH8V0TcwGAqT8E6Du5quVXH/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg17N7mArEb1yWsVwIE39PqE6aSJMPn1QyAzt8ON-1T3GOJPP7D1NAujO-gmJa6LDHwRe2v1BcOdzz7GWKvIuIiLi6bcyT9KMhInCsQWl_XNBwMGfr3KNxQZMH8V0TcwGAqT8E6Du5quVXH/s320/020.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Here are some highlights of our fun filled night!!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT2kLejlllerzUUrB6I31T8FwTgPss59T-ckc2lOFqEJPN8vnKMCRLtoUd-8H6Bu3SMP6m4YLkNQp2slJNz5rLh8RddRrCb3EYb_JVCaAWYLMUvz5zg7ZN_lFYR5_HpY40FeLDCMIRsCvk/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT2kLejlllerzUUrB6I31T8FwTgPss59T-ckc2lOFqEJPN8vnKMCRLtoUd-8H6Bu3SMP6m4YLkNQp2slJNz5rLh8RddRrCb3EYb_JVCaAWYLMUvz5zg7ZN_lFYR5_HpY40FeLDCMIRsCvk/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The kids all made their own hats to use for the pin the hat on the cat game that Michael made.</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKKp4SUrhVGS6WtWHjRyNpPnUsM6kYcejAIwNJbLo9ui9kVeoPdzNdSq3F8wlGkUsAicX_yjGmQvyEVn19QLGSZdFxh_L6mx3q_7wAR0hOysdwDf4t0MjvLCrH-mMgY5Nc8_6zbHpllcpS/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKKp4SUrhVGS6WtWHjRyNpPnUsM6kYcejAIwNJbLo9ui9kVeoPdzNdSq3F8wlGkUsAicX_yjGmQvyEVn19QLGSZdFxh_L6mx3q_7wAR0hOysdwDf4t0MjvLCrH-mMgY5Nc8_6zbHpllcpS/s320/012.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
The peekers :)</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTPvAE6_-QjW5VArdxdokDsUv-Xavavsk53DZBcl0va9HAl-IVt7xkt32hEjJK8fDUL1AU1VhCmi5KYxk9l02y74kxMlnmjof8_jXm7qL-t3YdjOrTxg8mgJ_ZuLpbDjggitzkLRBriQ73/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTPvAE6_-QjW5VArdxdokDsUv-Xavavsk53DZBcl0va9HAl-IVt7xkt32hEjJK8fDUL1AU1VhCmi5KYxk9l02y74kxMlnmjof8_jXm7qL-t3YdjOrTxg8mgJ_ZuLpbDjggitzkLRBriQ73/s320/008.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkLpmOgbuv7dt5jE99vVyDZgU4liWVyKE-9zFNuOwsTFOZrsDC20k4fJLNR7-magmFoSv_i7WOdJKMMWysN5QY16r9vhJWRIBJ_wTVnuyMs-bx62dS7g5hdcIPeOya4KavboMZfsnN7Zmi/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkLpmOgbuv7dt5jE99vVyDZgU4liWVyKE-9zFNuOwsTFOZrsDC20k4fJLNR7-magmFoSv_i7WOdJKMMWysN5QY16r9vhJWRIBJ_wTVnuyMs-bx62dS7g5hdcIPeOya4KavboMZfsnN7Zmi/s320/013.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Blake wanted to play too!!</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM00jzha-LqIO7kJAGuHIudUPG2HVpL74ik8CbHEuBYsqSjoBw6DLvInUK9FopbnT8D-C-FxnisxbNADdHnpqdsPvg36hsVXeuJnktIZtOmZTHP_dNhs-ounAABzix2J46ZXpHLQd1r7dQ/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM00jzha-LqIO7kJAGuHIudUPG2HVpL74ik8CbHEuBYsqSjoBw6DLvInUK9FopbnT8D-C-FxnisxbNADdHnpqdsPvg36hsVXeuJnktIZtOmZTHP_dNhs-ounAABzix2J46ZXpHLQd1r7dQ/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
The next game that we played was a Grinch Christmas tree ball game that my wonderful hubby made :)<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSAyYVSX7uajngMYdQbUIwI-rAI5Opk8_xfQOKaCMO8ps85NzpXshs15pLsJw9dOWwFzk0cfXj-NnwW9J661OQO_jyxx0RyR5-lhjUu3os7DMOEESjtH9ZHGrT83ieu3La0SXpkkBboLIj/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSAyYVSX7uajngMYdQbUIwI-rAI5Opk8_xfQOKaCMO8ps85NzpXshs15pLsJw9dOWwFzk0cfXj-NnwW9J661OQO_jyxx0RyR5-lhjUu3os7DMOEESjtH9ZHGrT83ieu3La0SXpkkBboLIj/s320/026.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Go Nessa! </div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4zSPfQwGkw7uIlsEvsjWqtXq9vNvo__tTUrV8tfv5ee0k_lYV-iFHbuURuml0HxTig1Et-Nu7i-m4Qw-g80hyphenhyphenli6FeJp9EJnEXkhEkLb-YeyUCO5Gvc-C6rFLecrUX3IF9A8UPM5m-qKs/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4zSPfQwGkw7uIlsEvsjWqtXq9vNvo__tTUrV8tfv5ee0k_lYV-iFHbuURuml0HxTig1Et-Nu7i-m4Qw-g80hyphenhyphenli6FeJp9EJnEXkhEkLb-YeyUCO5Gvc-C6rFLecrUX3IF9A8UPM5m-qKs/s320/029.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
The littler kids LOVED this game!!!<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB7VXFbogAFxHW_51IRivpvHhw3qzjkqlOwa2U-iVRg4UJaLEtA3GYjvczuFRDslWyS1zBMk9EYoYNjpxJFRIks12Bj2Fi_7pY-h7jX0MeJPkNmFGzhz1nz10UaCXgNQ92PVTFF2qIUX5b/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB7VXFbogAFxHW_51IRivpvHhw3qzjkqlOwa2U-iVRg4UJaLEtA3GYjvczuFRDslWyS1zBMk9EYoYNjpxJFRIks12Bj2Fi_7pY-h7jX0MeJPkNmFGzhz1nz10UaCXgNQ92PVTFF2qIUX5b/s320/027.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Blake played this game by himself for about 10 minutes :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij-vL7MaY6xlwwvj4Mv5Fc8373RUTMYuj2sozVZqlV78w86oJTzpYqxDJS3PP4r-CALcDdsb7SLVZxBhpU08qO36Et3ldZuQE3Z_o4QNlDBXkzBPGPv6FY0kFoeFj6_iZ0o2KOyksAqhkl/s1600/033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij-vL7MaY6xlwwvj4Mv5Fc8373RUTMYuj2sozVZqlV78w86oJTzpYqxDJS3PP4r-CALcDdsb7SLVZxBhpU08qO36Et3ldZuQE3Z_o4QNlDBXkzBPGPv6FY0kFoeFj6_iZ0o2KOyksAqhkl/s320/033.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
They also played a Dr. Seuss matching game-</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEGUWGXTqcqLw_MjkmnwCDPEFxQ0YeMV98t5tmxdd5OS0oVxlxcYxM0JF6co-WP7zMVfr838AMZmI01qM_390d7UunroYdfccR5jcTIsT6O_GYrX1omCkj9M974D-hzLKxgn5D2pUaCjoU/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEGUWGXTqcqLw_MjkmnwCDPEFxQ0YeMV98t5tmxdd5OS0oVxlxcYxM0JF6co-WP7zMVfr838AMZmI01qM_390d7UunroYdfccR5jcTIsT6O_GYrX1omCkj9M974D-hzLKxgn5D2pUaCjoU/s320/034.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
We ended the party with the cake :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7rVyAa4fT43S3Atmzr3EUINQUwlcoyDkioW6MsQJjftWWJ-1GwtbK8aXHz5nV3twfOQT27Im1rcXSSIOCautwzK7te6Nu71FkCWvByK0346sy-LaxNZQuhBMU0CCt2Ywn7cUjcWOpmiBL/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7rVyAa4fT43S3Atmzr3EUINQUwlcoyDkioW6MsQJjftWWJ-1GwtbK8aXHz5nV3twfOQT27Im1rcXSSIOCautwzK7te6Nu71FkCWvByK0346sy-LaxNZQuhBMU0CCt2Ywn7cUjcWOpmiBL/s320/035.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
Eden and Carson blew out the candles!<br />
<br />
Successful Dr. Seuss birthday party :)<br />
Thank you, Ann & kids for joining us!!!<br />
<br />
<br />
All of the kids (and Michael) said that they had a lot of fun this week!! I think that it is something that we may continue to do every year :)</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-18994090830922774862013-03-01T06:46:00.001-08:002013-03-01T06:46:54.042-08:00The Lorax<div align="center">
Last night we read the Lorax to continue with our Dr. Seuss week.</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Now, you probably think that I missed a night, but actually I didn't....</div>
<div align="center">
Wednesday night we read, One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish. </div>
<div align="center">
BUT I can't get my pictures to upload :( </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
**I bought a new Samsung Galaxy tablet and I took pictures on it thinking it would be easier to upload the picture from that straight to my blog, but I can't get them to upload!! The blog is written and as soon as I can get the pictures uploaded I will post that blog.</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
On to today's post :)</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Last night we read The Lorax (on my Galaxy tablet)</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5UGOaBHsNIExU4FA-lhHMzcxUt-cpja_tqe0iA5BDlasu_qwpB-l46GL5t80jwgjiKNtOAkvNkMZKudnCSq3GpmvgsaRcUaDL8SGTSEMMQJvIsW9VaJ2lleo8U5W__s0TinZjL2_hwwyS/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5UGOaBHsNIExU4FA-lhHMzcxUt-cpja_tqe0iA5BDlasu_qwpB-l46GL5t80jwgjiKNtOAkvNkMZKudnCSq3GpmvgsaRcUaDL8SGTSEMMQJvIsW9VaJ2lleo8U5W__s0TinZjL2_hwwyS/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I was able to buy an app on my tablet instead of buying the book in the store. I liked this better :) It read it to us and made sound effects throughout the book for only $4.99. Cheaper than buying the book in the store :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
**The only thing that I didn't like about the Lorax book was that it had the words stupid and shut up in it. Both of those words are disrespectful "bad" words that are not allowed to be used in our house. I didn't like that they were in a childrens book.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
After we read the book we did two crafts. </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
The first one we did was making Truffula trees. </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjydaCN0FVxaokp5H4kiXbxs0m8Png0wJ74NLMygVDyGTrUmks6-2VZKYXXTJjf5VCA7NWxpOXg5rIyS4RHrSfkEjYQxG6QB49GuSfjgv0SVEUciB9vRI81SKjc7EJT6fdH9Utn1NGiZglw/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjydaCN0FVxaokp5H4kiXbxs0m8Png0wJ74NLMygVDyGTrUmks6-2VZKYXXTJjf5VCA7NWxpOXg5rIyS4RHrSfkEjYQxG6QB49GuSfjgv0SVEUciB9vRI81SKjc7EJT6fdH9Utn1NGiZglw/s320/006.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
We used pipe cleaners and a soft knitting yarn.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4VwhQ9N-GFbN-WMZ-1kDCWh7pzD95np7DWtF4k0gO-tF9-j0OaJN7oj48bpq3edthHwuQ6o5G8Fm7IVWvwolkW2sLS45YuSNpbS3hMTOOHPusagALWkkw3JOByvjYCpKstqumjX7a3pMb/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4VwhQ9N-GFbN-WMZ-1kDCWh7pzD95np7DWtF4k0gO-tF9-j0OaJN7oj48bpq3edthHwuQ6o5G8Fm7IVWvwolkW2sLS45YuSNpbS3hMTOOHPusagALWkkw3JOByvjYCpKstqumjX7a3pMb/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Vanessa said that hers looked like a pony :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
(*Please excuse the mess of dishes in the background. Our sink is leaking and we can't use it!!)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1N1Uxme244DQTMY-87H3zm2i0wSDwSdbqgmDe7Hs3kbYqgAX-AzwFAoCyYAE0hnUjPw6leRIZMlQ1SJsDhdGL1vKxThggsw3cIoMjQ-Ujhtd-VelsyKgKGmcWTDTOqgCgXu-VYjSh8A_G/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1N1Uxme244DQTMY-87H3zm2i0wSDwSdbqgmDe7Hs3kbYqgAX-AzwFAoCyYAE0hnUjPw6leRIZMlQ1SJsDhdGL1vKxThggsw3cIoMjQ-Ujhtd-VelsyKgKGmcWTDTOqgCgXu-VYjSh8A_G/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Michael's tree looked the best. Surprise, surprise :) </div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiP7l2EzAUNtCL54ztJtJOGF8PVBQZA-uHHZfSIWcWHIUoWCFhZm2BcnP0vVgO1J1teZlzkeBuKgvyhpNThHf7ThiM8_ciR1TTxQde04u1eafhyxT-4ImucNHoMbeoPuSrhG_dysplHtFq/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiP7l2EzAUNtCL54ztJtJOGF8PVBQZA-uHHZfSIWcWHIUoWCFhZm2BcnP0vVgO1J1teZlzkeBuKgvyhpNThHf7ThiM8_ciR1TTxQde04u1eafhyxT-4ImucNHoMbeoPuSrhG_dysplHtFq/s320/007.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Vanessa riding her pony (Truffula tree)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Never a dull moment in this house :)</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDOIj5Btbpk-rNzibrUMJFIxb61shyphenhyphenFuGjvpHV5Ww3R68NBODYzQw8mRUVf7q4qbWRynsy0C2iPJCgPZcOs67yuqLT6nN_KsRAt-a9JOOYvAvgzEZxM_Qh4B7yRYpp_ZHL80rW-nSJEJGU/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDOIj5Btbpk-rNzibrUMJFIxb61shyphenhyphenFuGjvpHV5Ww3R68NBODYzQw8mRUVf7q4qbWRynsy0C2iPJCgPZcOs67yuqLT6nN_KsRAt-a9JOOYvAvgzEZxM_Qh4B7yRYpp_ZHL80rW-nSJEJGU/s320/008.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Scary woman, good lookin' Truffula tree :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM_aFkgeZkDvNAGIDIhgLA_Uvvytkg5mmbWZNWfXJd4PQ66eDSa3_4tTiDS9kUsxOgGiJ0FAvM3e7JvVwnwTSoUERoI1kvgR_tf5TbanclAJx9Ev2Y9BQBhEk9Qvj2uOBFPGGJU1MRbacn/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM_aFkgeZkDvNAGIDIhgLA_Uvvytkg5mmbWZNWfXJd4PQ66eDSa3_4tTiDS9kUsxOgGiJ0FAvM3e7JvVwnwTSoUERoI1kvgR_tf5TbanclAJx9Ev2Y9BQBhEk9Qvj2uOBFPGGJU1MRbacn/s320/011.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Mariela had the genius idea to make Truffula pens!!</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Smart girl she is :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
(*Makayla didn't want me to take a picture of her tree, she was having some technical difficulties)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Our second craft we made the Lorax!!!</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcJ0WVOnAOlEez4FzDErfGnmAGkaemVzniLG3g_eY5HXCVDtV0Hutkfk1k3OxWv9J_isJqh-uEs_7y9hzS2M1YvOCVBTnQBy-fCzFAY8jajVm7caBAqlhw2hPNF_BHTEJwD5lJ3gHZePV5/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcJ0WVOnAOlEez4FzDErfGnmAGkaemVzniLG3g_eY5HXCVDtV0Hutkfk1k3OxWv9J_isJqh-uEs_7y9hzS2M1YvOCVBTnQBy-fCzFAY8jajVm7caBAqlhw2hPNF_BHTEJwD5lJ3gHZePV5/s320/012.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
We used paper cups and construction paper.</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsSEFojoHYCOav6I_EPnYjnNVOvbbNMAp9VU6Khwve5RZyeqGCk6txqK_xSZ0vhFRy9QvZ_PnkMhVuCDJJyS-Bq9f_7vU_3AOsNMnaytjJ490IZR-FULHQLQFbHFZGEwPxDWDyYZ3D5iqM/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsSEFojoHYCOav6I_EPnYjnNVOvbbNMAp9VU6Khwve5RZyeqGCk6txqK_xSZ0vhFRy9QvZ_PnkMhVuCDJJyS-Bq9f_7vU_3AOsNMnaytjJ490IZR-FULHQLQFbHFZGEwPxDWDyYZ3D5iqM/s320/013.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Vanessa had fun with this :)</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQNMc01Ie1Y9N6udtuYtOUfmbtmUyy2Tit5sWt6I9ooY0fqEFO3xYtl9I0MQWJlFU-qfNuLS4szqYgkOpBDcZh6ielwUE1czetZPRNuppx57alH5cg0BWBes4ME1wdB3935NBwSQrJ-K7H/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQNMc01Ie1Y9N6udtuYtOUfmbtmUyy2Tit5sWt6I9ooY0fqEFO3xYtl9I0MQWJlFU-qfNuLS4szqYgkOpBDcZh6ielwUE1czetZPRNuppx57alH5cg0BWBes4ME1wdB3935NBwSQrJ-K7H/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
My over the top husband :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
*See his face..... I was yanking his chain then too :) </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
He loves me!!</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBvgWqssWyu98cB-LrHgCk9LXrWWpGmxRnENQjaIzHGCWlvDL9GDs_7VFUF02QY6FKgUXvtVba3_V-p-zN2NMaCRqRXd5vuy2Q7cH7R3oNvbgRsHbU3DWvxAp5usmzHXe02qVZsKe_5ecx/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBvgWqssWyu98cB-LrHgCk9LXrWWpGmxRnENQjaIzHGCWlvDL9GDs_7VFUF02QY6FKgUXvtVba3_V-p-zN2NMaCRqRXd5vuy2Q7cH7R3oNvbgRsHbU3DWvxAp5usmzHXe02qVZsKe_5ecx/s320/015.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Give him a nose</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzTVT3Gn-Qv8Zi7NIh0a7iqMFof_nmuImk7V5eDNm7eoo9lklcYIO9HhqzzBn_gdBNlrBGbf4c2xJAXuwsZ8_ZdLvh_XRGQhgptqCnP2FLiflNRl9E_9nw0vnSxYL7CKDpChpnOvxZ6-Kv/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzTVT3Gn-Qv8Zi7NIh0a7iqMFof_nmuImk7V5eDNm7eoo9lklcYIO9HhqzzBn_gdBNlrBGbf4c2xJAXuwsZ8_ZdLvh_XRGQhgptqCnP2FLiflNRl9E_9nw0vnSxYL7CKDpChpnOvxZ6-Kv/s320/016.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
HOW FUN!!!</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3wPxWaVD3xXpBlpyTcGeQe9VGTyOdSgmyCZifOr9ThTBEEIlJGkrSuwN0qDxglx41zv3wumLs9tioE6tA_HoNHjStcJfawv9xQ8vfPtxrvrP3sSyXGE5Rr2B7YOXHnttFbmw35H4ciB6d/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3wPxWaVD3xXpBlpyTcGeQe9VGTyOdSgmyCZifOr9ThTBEEIlJGkrSuwN0qDxglx41zv3wumLs9tioE6tA_HoNHjStcJfawv9xQ8vfPtxrvrP3sSyXGE5Rr2B7YOXHnttFbmw35H4ciB6d/s320/017.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Our Lorax family :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Can you guess which Lorax belongs to who??</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
LOTS OF FUN!!!!!</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Today we will be having my best friend, Ann and her family over for our Dr. Seuss birthday party!! Tomorrow, the two older girls have Bible Quiz competition so we can't do it tomorrow :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-9278607487585691772013-02-27T05:31:00.002-08:002013-02-27T05:33:01.620-08:00The foot book<div align="center">
Last night we continued with our Dr. Seuss themed evenings.</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDVxMinUnjOiX38aT3gqNGIeRLc0CKPbb51w7E4lhY2phVy4fwWI6DfXE70riJt1xzsLfqkHVC0NtTwMxeWsFRO0Box7clCH70cfvEVV3xdWBbCmp6mPViSjpeUcO6uUenwDWp2pDS9osS/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDVxMinUnjOiX38aT3gqNGIeRLc0CKPbb51w7E4lhY2phVy4fwWI6DfXE70riJt1xzsLfqkHVC0NtTwMxeWsFRO0Box7clCH70cfvEVV3xdWBbCmp6mPViSjpeUcO6uUenwDWp2pDS9osS/s320/011.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJz0WgLUVEi51ZxOwLm0fBOVK0373zED_oapZfEJAV_MbmFU85Fmre6lDHN2zWU1JO1MUSvNZYPw0Gz_m1e3-DPPlOyRi8oxaCvfqmkOckI9YT-W73SXflASo1KTe-y-PuoVlh0-9iSnuV/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a> </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
This time Michael actually joined us :)</div>
<div align="center">
(<a href="http://bigblessedfamily.blogspot.com/2013/02/cat-in-hat-night.html">Cat in the Hat</a> night he laid down to take a short nap after dinner and..... well, he never got up....lol)</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
First we read the Foot Book.</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglLaXpOqT9E0iGeBA1g1sJzevWUCRnrjPoi3AiJexubAGd5lp5_216N4fLbi_f1pSjGIh_jMPnmgB9zk0pMsZGWPeBmfyAPGH1tAqIclhU6bvYZMEc8UTvWOMqaOlXYgySbmhthaND9tE5/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglLaXpOqT9E0iGeBA1g1sJzevWUCRnrjPoi3AiJexubAGd5lp5_216N4fLbi_f1pSjGIh_jMPnmgB9zk0pMsZGWPeBmfyAPGH1tAqIclhU6bvYZMEc8UTvWOMqaOlXYgySbmhthaND9tE5/s320/013.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Carson apparently thought that Thumbelina was a better book to read......</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWa_7xKRO1iYQxCDgwiZkX93o8yH_5-KoSQisKFI51PKPtuBYHd2yBXUy1z7BZEiuyFUAo-Yl8IgIlkTmCvwzuhxzJMX0NGAzJU5de5CzN5bYn9UiXB9YqPPFR8imT4dJ-hbLJ3GJ1KOWK/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWa_7xKRO1iYQxCDgwiZkX93o8yH_5-KoSQisKFI51PKPtuBYHd2yBXUy1z7BZEiuyFUAo-Yl8IgIlkTmCvwzuhxzJMX0NGAzJU5de5CzN5bYn9UiXB9YqPPFR8imT4dJ-hbLJ3GJ1KOWK/s320/012.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
After we read we made our very own foot book!!</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj33_PR3Ml9fDtkDNCzc8rycdFppczXxpKFtsM6bGUaCI_sRwuEm1Gowt63l4dlP4-1-fzlwTiG-B9ah0SeUuDnZVU-_I1MoLUGX86qhPsN_uBkl6z9DWCDX174CbYR4ucKVV8zZNfW6rxv/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj33_PR3Ml9fDtkDNCzc8rycdFppczXxpKFtsM6bGUaCI_sRwuEm1Gowt63l4dlP4-1-fzlwTiG-B9ah0SeUuDnZVU-_I1MoLUGX86qhPsN_uBkl6z9DWCDX174CbYR4ucKVV8zZNfW6rxv/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Everyone traced their foot</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv7_Gd1fxQYn-TeVyyVn8SNS3kzYo40qX2xO4yivEg1RyflIHN-6hzKfoVe3OtK0PXnUZTbgxQP3XGSfZ8HAJYqLZQVDh3I7Be57za7x4R6ngMrqXo6as5-UUNEIgt4hxGIwIZ7s0viHMl/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv7_Gd1fxQYn-TeVyyVn8SNS3kzYo40qX2xO4yivEg1RyflIHN-6hzKfoVe3OtK0PXnUZTbgxQP3XGSfZ8HAJYqLZQVDh3I7Be57za7x4R6ngMrqXo6as5-UUNEIgt4hxGIwIZ7s0viHMl/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Everyone decorated their foot</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE5xR7lMJbFlePxfs19cTn2keJtFiTN4arCqVuYd5PDpO-7_nUCYoAULhgO5uckUsWoUyt3eYs5d7njhxRxSlAfKlT6-XpiihfW0ejFPwB50Xffnx0heRHbq5zjvQ1BfVWXhv5NHx9PnKJ/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE5xR7lMJbFlePxfs19cTn2keJtFiTN4arCqVuYd5PDpO-7_nUCYoAULhgO5uckUsWoUyt3eYs5d7njhxRxSlAfKlT6-XpiihfW0ejFPwB50Xffnx0heRHbq5zjvQ1BfVWXhv5NHx9PnKJ/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
My artistic husband went over the top as usual.....</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijPEDN4zYqv3N_8ybloyNh_3GHN_SvpDubSji17j-gdjPHlvBILrwHlnsQ4yDevvl9MJNfNLFc8wU9pCVlJ-r-nCVp2jMVYcuw4VGV8gszzAc2RNREpvxFVVyp-fbVj5lfwKmh8HMKNWy2/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijPEDN4zYqv3N_8ybloyNh_3GHN_SvpDubSji17j-gdjPHlvBILrwHlnsQ4yDevvl9MJNfNLFc8wU9pCVlJ-r-nCVp2jMVYcuw4VGV8gszzAc2RNREpvxFVVyp-fbVj5lfwKmh8HMKNWy2/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
TaDa :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilcZITN00Jo5G-E_EEnkYGhz3xzriOmoaIQRiz7qsuNz9zWAK08GZnkh97jYBpQkmEVaAgLGpindKaHGGmVfUgWGq2faMYTkOztMGCvT-wFH8vEjW4RD9WDN-mxq6jXuNxcgs0etWhZZQq/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilcZITN00Jo5G-E_EEnkYGhz3xzriOmoaIQRiz7qsuNz9zWAK08GZnkh97jYBpQkmEVaAgLGpindKaHGGmVfUgWGq2faMYTkOztMGCvT-wFH8vEjW4RD9WDN-mxq6jXuNxcgs0etWhZZQq/s320/006.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I put them in order from youngest to oldest and made a book that I will keep for the rest of my life :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
After our fun craft we played Twister. The kids have so much fun with this game and it uses left foot & right foot so a perfect fit for Foot Book night.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo8wfBhNq_orxO5uRZoV0d48MRpe4l1qszVLTDUYGdG-LCAW62FbYPJjgWLkHlL3Dy7Sljb_NMrVGSPyVtKp6GTe5d4j1qdLxds8MlylZuMaUT6hmMM3buXM-dXfTPSqQNsXyQa_kiEOPp/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo8wfBhNq_orxO5uRZoV0d48MRpe4l1qszVLTDUYGdG-LCAW62FbYPJjgWLkHlL3Dy7Sljb_NMrVGSPyVtKp6GTe5d4j1qdLxds8MlylZuMaUT6hmMM3buXM-dXfTPSqQNsXyQa_kiEOPp/s320/008.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Mariela lost.....lol</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7mJfP4n9Z4RahV8_Q_STEk3EYX8vb-dHKllQU1kaOO8aGNNrYERemD409QF49g5gqr0msuK1bM_XiVp2A4ZoP4UQAw4Y9KjF9TTqtzMk6h2ultX1iWGwnhwisk5CVlQoMt78BVP1y6tvt/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7mJfP4n9Z4RahV8_Q_STEk3EYX8vb-dHKllQU1kaOO8aGNNrYERemD409QF49g5gqr0msuK1bM_XiVp2A4ZoP4UQAw4Y9KjF9TTqtzMk6h2ultX1iWGwnhwisk5CVlQoMt78BVP1y6tvt/s320/009.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Another fun and successful Dr. Seuss night :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-14050786167171866352013-02-26T04:06:00.000-08:002013-02-26T04:06:01.288-08:00Cat in the Hat night<div align="center">
For those of you who may not know this Saturday is Dr. Suess' birthday :)</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Being the fun hands on kinda home school mom that I am, we are going to be doing fun activities ALL this week involving different Dr. Seuss books :) Then at the end of the week we are going to have a Dr. Seuss birthday party!!</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Sounds fun doesn't it?!?! </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Last night we started the week off with The Cat in the Hat :)</div>
<div align="center">
First, I read the book to the kids. Then we did a craft, played a game and made a snack. All of it Cat in the Hat themed of course!</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
We had so much fun!! Here are some pictures from our night.</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVB2I069_yuo_xfjBXLkjBH5MwYZeMxrAqELbZT_8UVSk4bhG-aRQvx3NQnz2xHtAvgZ2R0IHM4wZdT7ivpQ1aR8do0DNkc0kjWY_E27GXNAyLwYLSdTAbIk92_e0_ukgvvouGAhaKfwhw/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVB2I069_yuo_xfjBXLkjBH5MwYZeMxrAqELbZT_8UVSk4bhG-aRQvx3NQnz2xHtAvgZ2R0IHM4wZdT7ivpQ1aR8do0DNkc0kjWY_E27GXNAyLwYLSdTAbIk92_e0_ukgvvouGAhaKfwhw/s320/026.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Fun with the hat</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3ChVWfxvDFiMgwXeP0jgMFaZ0ORTGSL0lmb8_90Q27-MsqgjYqjw9poaZ2B4SwB8QaDp2g4-NkEw25cD2DuRL3txpZGcIRlYuXFhZZTUcZQ5c_Gp9I0k2Sk0fuZfhHoCcwOLHRUP1Jzct/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3ChVWfxvDFiMgwXeP0jgMFaZ0ORTGSL0lmb8_90Q27-MsqgjYqjw9poaZ2B4SwB8QaDp2g4-NkEw25cD2DuRL3txpZGcIRlYuXFhZZTUcZQ5c_Gp9I0k2Sk0fuZfhHoCcwOLHRUP1Jzct/s320/025.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-nD-TksPEjUKKT7bUpfqQdOQ1SnuQ9wnVtEtCTlwDfz9kUKJ08bCnRmaQcLwT_YIIxjMlUtY2jIBPWVUiP1V0pFQHSnzKiudy-nv_A1Zzj58afJaQQXCCtCk0ESQd1Sy1Y4b7meVknc_9/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-nD-TksPEjUKKT7bUpfqQdOQ1SnuQ9wnVtEtCTlwDfz9kUKJ08bCnRmaQcLwT_YIIxjMlUtY2jIBPWVUiP1V0pFQHSnzKiudy-nv_A1Zzj58afJaQQXCCtCk0ESQd1Sy1Y4b7meVknc_9/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
For our craft we used paper plates and construction paper to make our own cat in the hat :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAaXXTJ-p2crhZsL6Ok65U3_6-xrxrcQ78A0mUmKVeePAhbF8WL_dEBctNOk_RjCSp9uN8hO4TxkL_Kld8JsG_J2dbOXg9FfyEqB97KOY-FNxrZoHVsfbGsDsX_SY9jjp57nKFecI_ewQo/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAaXXTJ-p2crhZsL6Ok65U3_6-xrxrcQ78A0mUmKVeePAhbF8WL_dEBctNOk_RjCSp9uN8hO4TxkL_Kld8JsG_J2dbOXg9FfyEqB97KOY-FNxrZoHVsfbGsDsX_SY9jjp57nKFecI_ewQo/s320/006.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Awe, how cute :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdaY43eyDJ-Hnzv7E0aRaR0R_otFLIafpmdEdI0BCNthI8Xk4rWM5RqxbVuWY3MCKOdT4AHcuR4ig-KioVjujNizikbhSqWDfyzR92AYN2LnCVAkrwI2iTdINeWSeeXuF0JtAEpvRqtqim/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdaY43eyDJ-Hnzv7E0aRaR0R_otFLIafpmdEdI0BCNthI8Xk4rWM5RqxbVuWY3MCKOdT4AHcuR4ig-KioVjujNizikbhSqWDfyzR92AYN2LnCVAkrwI2iTdINeWSeeXuF0JtAEpvRqtqim/s320/007.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIQtF9HPKqepBfffU_upMTuxVQ0GhOWLS_qPxObHk4kNnhjdHjZubEPSfwLCHlO5q7W2sadf7O9S9G61-j6R-2FmGgEgKulz7lEY-yZepy0elKmBIq8ID4ieluwqXvACCBbpkPKlg1lNS5/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIQtF9HPKqepBfffU_upMTuxVQ0GhOWLS_qPxObHk4kNnhjdHjZubEPSfwLCHlO5q7W2sadf7O9S9G61-j6R-2FmGgEgKulz7lEY-yZepy0elKmBIq8ID4ieluwqXvACCBbpkPKlg1lNS5/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
<div align="center">
Even I made one :)</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFeLgOQZf7R-ldUQIpAPjpgh3zyIx8qjWWcnWz6zzF_mOZ1Z3r155t7kWTRbgDEeJiXwPrzZXeZOroXli8XSH8Ghc-xof9v_lTB6RJfSRAr_HIBRz-Ccz4Xq2C-tdLMOysBrycfSbT0p1w/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFeLgOQZf7R-ldUQIpAPjpgh3zyIx8qjWWcnWz6zzF_mOZ1Z3r155t7kWTRbgDEeJiXwPrzZXeZOroXli8XSH8Ghc-xof9v_lTB6RJfSRAr_HIBRz-Ccz4Xq2C-tdLMOysBrycfSbT0p1w/s320/009.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiErKcfE_aWMFKMki4fs5JsP81QHeyICq55t0IUTQjbBzViOTSbkeyzIX1DpqblFihVEpWluUwBQSNncnAVWupRt_USKrJEElCX7DugjVUiy2ifEfTA5EGwn7LypSdu1CukPFRsymS567Ep/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiErKcfE_aWMFKMki4fs5JsP81QHeyICq55t0IUTQjbBzViOTSbkeyzIX1DpqblFihVEpWluUwBQSNncnAVWupRt_USKrJEElCX7DugjVUiy2ifEfTA5EGwn7LypSdu1CukPFRsymS567Ep/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
This girl is so silly!!!</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAaXXTJ-p2crhZsL6Ok65U3_6-xrxrcQ78A0mUmKVeePAhbF8WL_dEBctNOk_RjCSp9uN8hO4TxkL_Kld8JsG_J2dbOXg9FfyEqB97KOY-FNxrZoHVsfbGsDsX_SY9jjp57nKFecI_ewQo/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a> </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div align="center">
Then we played a cat in the hat game. </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3bTfC7F1KImT0pQDTuMgzNDZSwNjCFUUe9VAKErUSLjwFtj-cPtl0uBQ_HAPvOY1V9R8Lh6YwAcU5hFShcJoz1n_3-rh11RlAg9MhLT9mcwJ52XU2XmQh3Fp4o3tSJOYiYT5xeiD97Tim/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3bTfC7F1KImT0pQDTuMgzNDZSwNjCFUUe9VAKErUSLjwFtj-cPtl0uBQ_HAPvOY1V9R8Lh6YwAcU5hFShcJoz1n_3-rh11RlAg9MhLT9mcwJ52XU2XmQh3Fp4o3tSJOYiYT5xeiD97Tim/s320/011.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
In the game someone puts an object in the hat and everyone else has to guess what it is.</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgttBBWL0OXa7PS_7EI2FBd5gPnU1k7_sijNZ473zpklhJNCRmpWCyt0AMMnWif5zQpFN4wPL3VYyUAHFxsTVsOcnd8Cc5fm9XRzHsdvnfedbRjfWEzx-WNqw2uVmwdQVXRnto-bhyphenhyphen5exso/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgttBBWL0OXa7PS_7EI2FBd5gPnU1k7_sijNZ473zpklhJNCRmpWCyt0AMMnWif5zQpFN4wPL3VYyUAHFxsTVsOcnd8Cc5fm9XRzHsdvnfedbRjfWEzx-WNqw2uVmwdQVXRnto-bhyphenhyphen5exso/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
There are cards that either have a question for you to ask or tells you to feel the hat.</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilOU1b5z79woUgJDVeb_WC3apvxrFmQkf1vs8cSgrxlmi5H99WnJRPuOhSSgy7mwOwfXeI4bzN7Qfka9rw-fbGXF2uUEXsEXGzT37QMD_nzOeIXNrmjisBtW1zdvDDCt_TSlP3dYGHxWKH/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilOU1b5z79woUgJDVeb_WC3apvxrFmQkf1vs8cSgrxlmi5H99WnJRPuOhSSgy7mwOwfXeI4bzN7Qfka9rw-fbGXF2uUEXsEXGzT37QMD_nzOeIXNrmjisBtW1zdvDDCt_TSlP3dYGHxWKH/s320/012.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
The fun part was...... You didn't always get to feel it with your hands :)</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnGDuayObLFGlL1Fz_zllrzpHwwZeId6JAv-mdvCtTDePKgrWwYump0iNaYErVRjfumim6jLUpPNH-VKhjb0Zv5-Ii6jikTqF1sb9XJ5qdIJlJ-D2bI_SVajuYl2-isCw4R5zIrAYKtloH/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnGDuayObLFGlL1Fz_zllrzpHwwZeId6JAv-mdvCtTDePKgrWwYump0iNaYErVRjfumim6jLUpPNH-VKhjb0Zv5-Ii6jikTqF1sb9XJ5qdIJlJ-D2bI_SVajuYl2-isCw4R5zIrAYKtloH/s320/015.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I got this game on clearance at Wal-mart the other day which made this mama happy!</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
After the game we made a snack with an Oreo cookie, bananas and strawberries :) YUM!!</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlgzcOKF31cvhhkwn7LoVRDbUV_z7LsakNupAMEjui6dTHoJHyBTCD35lhUrSEmLFiTEIGP6iUe-rdbEk11Ih9Lyt9WarO6brOlrCnClews7RQTb6h1w6emnFefvX_Slgizs4NzA_azGZr/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlgzcOKF31cvhhkwn7LoVRDbUV_z7LsakNupAMEjui6dTHoJHyBTCD35lhUrSEmLFiTEIGP6iUe-rdbEk11Ih9Lyt9WarO6brOlrCnClews7RQTb6h1w6emnFefvX_Slgizs4NzA_azGZr/s320/019.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzMvUL4VZfMhQyz61rKh2TxBwbUWq0YolxBkjeMgj9_rXhwnDg7gQL9AisDWVbPLGuUV7xOMrG0-xEtBSzdq-1c697TPm5H6J-rWc3TNC9AUB1sp2imL0XuUlJZGyhdkJCPicLvgWOpKju/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzMvUL4VZfMhQyz61rKh2TxBwbUWq0YolxBkjeMgj9_rXhwnDg7gQL9AisDWVbPLGuUV7xOMrG0-xEtBSzdq-1c697TPm5H6J-rWc3TNC9AUB1sp2imL0XuUlJZGyhdkJCPicLvgWOpKju/s320/021.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
These kids are rather silly.....</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLYM1fd4ZVXr4O4E_XRl831_yhj486lebWEBhCBxofZD-6UP0_nZNJ3z9PHDAMpL9iB__f2oExi-F9C_0mqyOLyEmaacPMJjsf76UvSiVXNdzWdBMKvotVYCAO59XT_l0U1wXhdoTNBEGD/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLYM1fd4ZVXr4O4E_XRl831_yhj486lebWEBhCBxofZD-6UP0_nZNJ3z9PHDAMpL9iB__f2oExi-F9C_0mqyOLyEmaacPMJjsf76UvSiVXNdzWdBMKvotVYCAO59XT_l0U1wXhdoTNBEGD/s320/022.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
And I have no clue where they get it from.....LOL</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzK-rZCKn7Sqntr3jeSph181euvHOXz0uv_5vQSf8F7_U1EFykotNSp4zSKZMy8HJIeU-gKixDLB0aBSxmnrH7cASqmRIgul2aI8GzMIR03GUuWXXm1hN7PPUeT9visVobkjjkEiFzd6cH/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzK-rZCKn7Sqntr3jeSph181euvHOXz0uv_5vQSf8F7_U1EFykotNSp4zSKZMy8HJIeU-gKixDLB0aBSxmnrH7cASqmRIgul2aI8GzMIR03GUuWXXm1hN7PPUeT9visVobkjjkEiFzd6cH/s320/016.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
The kids are looking forward to the rest of the fun filled Dr. Seuss week!!</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-1606428117495308792013-02-25T12:33:00.003-08:002013-02-25T12:38:37.271-08:00Important papers<div align="center">
Just as I was getting better about blogging everyday, I fall off of the earth for<br />
a couple of days. </div>
<div align="center">
Oh well, life goes on!</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
For those of you who don't know, I had to go to court on Friday for my driving with a suspended license ticket. The judge DISMISSED it and all I had to do was pay the court fees :) God is so good!! I definitely felt His presence with me in the court room! No greater feeling :)</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Now for today's blog, that really was going to be Friday's blog.....</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
On <a href="http://bigblessedfamily.blogspot.com/2013/02/time-to-plan.html">Thursday</a> I wrote about getting my will all set up. Today I am going to show you how I keep the info my huge family right at my finger tips.</div>
<div align="center">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAA2iJ5QS8kMqk6nCkwJVxRw16S2ZeK4pKlB0XYfxvyKGBcLuLip4bFXTNi5CRWrqo-L4xDyzk2e9-nCO9lT7QbSMVI1nlnM7HYAkWvKIBm7S4iaCll2R479lheNAjqdKD-h7CNkVf5VS_/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAA2iJ5QS8kMqk6nCkwJVxRw16S2ZeK4pKlB0XYfxvyKGBcLuLip4bFXTNi5CRWrqo-L4xDyzk2e9-nCO9lT7QbSMVI1nlnM7HYAkWvKIBm7S4iaCll2R479lheNAjqdKD-h7CNkVf5VS_/s320/004.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
</div>
<div align="center">
I keep a binder. That's right, just a normal 3 ring binder.</div>
<div align="center">
(Of course I had to throw in some of my crafty qualities and make it a little pretty.)<br />
</div>
<div align="center">
I have tabs for everyone and everything that is of huge importance that I need to have easily accessible. There have been many times that I need all of my family's info for different appointments that I need to go to. So instead of needing to go through 10 different files in my filing cabinet before my appointment I just keep the most important ones in my binder. That way I am able to just grab my binder and throw it in my bag. That way when they ask me for proof of income, proof of birth.... or whatever. I KNOW I will have everything that they ask me for. <br />
<br />
Not only that, but if something bad were to happen to me then all of our info is in one spot and people aren't trying to search through the entire house trying to find things they need. </div>
<div align="center">
<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXBbHgdAakPrWNFLXcG8z5F_AycQbPnORAqBJMLSngwoeXitgVhvYy-S6F3dra0imnAj5csJ-2kt-F-Qyo5pizneMf3LXTAykDhjR3GLiVtio_-sOoFpr6W4o9RgpeAxDOByWqcnxq6cX3/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXBbHgdAakPrWNFLXcG8z5F_AycQbPnORAqBJMLSngwoeXitgVhvYy-S6F3dra0imnAj5csJ-2kt-F-Qyo5pizneMf3LXTAykDhjR3GLiVtio_-sOoFpr6W4o9RgpeAxDOByWqcnxq6cX3/s320/006.JPG" width="320" /></a><br />
</div>
<div align="center">
I have a different tab for each person in my family.</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
What all do I put in it??</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Well, Michael and I have the following things in our tabs.</div>
<div align="center">
Our birth certificates</div>
<div align="center">
Our wills</div>
<div align="center">
Life insurance policy</div>
<div align="center">
Our living wills<br />
Michael's pay stubs<br />
Front 2 pages of our tax return<br />
A copy of our lease</div>
<div align="center">
A copy of our current credit report</div>
<div align="center">
(You should get it pulled every year to make sure that it is accurate)</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Each of our kids have,</div>
<div align="center">
Their birth certificate</div>
<div align="center">
Immunization records</div>
<div align="center">
Fingerprint records </div>
<div align="center">
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCeK4c61SPoiP10HGgnC6L01wq35wH5Mj0Xu84kEeFlfMxZwznLmBro1cE_Kry57s3BSHZPzEpQ25yhHGkWgkfxdV85p2eFgyZCFjMd9V2h5NIDbgtwM8eKYL41hgdRG0NxtqAK0hrtnL3/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCeK4c61SPoiP10HGgnC6L01wq35wH5Mj0Xu84kEeFlfMxZwznLmBro1cE_Kry57s3BSHZPzEpQ25yhHGkWgkfxdV85p2eFgyZCFjMd9V2h5NIDbgtwM8eKYL41hgdRG0NxtqAK0hrtnL3/s320/008.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>
<br />
</div>
<div align="center">
I also have a tab for our vehicles where I keep our titles, our insurance policy and any mechanical work receipts.</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
I have a tab for our businesses and EIN papers, our marriage licence and my child support info.<br />
(Lately I have been carrying around all of our court info in it as well.)<br />
<br />
<br />
I LOVE having everything easily accessible when I need it :) <br />
<br />
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-15390565887443788542013-02-21T11:53:00.001-08:002013-02-21T11:56:51.993-08:00Time to plan<div align="center">
WOW!!! I am impressed with myself :) Four days stright I have blogged!!!<br />
<br />
Anyways.......<br />
<br />
My best friend and I have talked many times about how we need to get a will in place. Well, today I finally did it!!</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
This was not by any means an easy thing to do. Who wants to think about dying?? On top of that who wants to think about dying and leaving their 6 kids with out a mom!! </div>
<div align="center">
Not me, that is for sure!! That is probably why I have procrastinated so long in doing it. I was on <a href="http://www.rocketlawyer.com/">www.rocketlawyer.com</a> today setting up a LLC and I came across the link for putting together a will. I sat there and thought to myself, "There really isn't ever going to be a good time to do this, Leslie." So I pushed pass the fact that I didn't want to think about it and just did it :)</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Not only did I do my will, I also filled out Michael's for him so he can finish it up when he gets home from work. </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
I also went ahead and did a living will. Michael will do his when he gets home tonight. Both of the forms were very easy to do and took me a little over an hour for all 3 that I filled out. </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Even though it is not something that I really wanted to think about I honestly feel a lot better now that I did it. I am perfectly healthy, but you never know what can happen. I could get hit by a car tomorrow and be gone. (I really hope not, but it is a reality)</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
If something happened and we didn't have a will in place and we both died then our kids would end up in foster care.... Did you know that?? </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
That was my biggest reason for doing it. The last place that I want my kids is in foster care!! My oldest 3 would be sent back with their real dad in Florida, but my 3 little ones would be put in foster care without a will saying who is to take care of them. </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
I am blessed to have a wonderful friend that I can trust to raise my kids if something were to happen to me before they are out of house. (Yes, she knows that my kids are coming to her if something happens to us. She won't be shocked to see a bunch of kids to show up on her door...lol)</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
It was also interesting to fill out a living will. There are a lot of questions that I was asked that I would have never thought about. I am honestly glad that I filled that form out too. I do not what my family to have to try to make decisions about what I would or would not want done to me when they are in an emotional state. </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Michael and I both have life insurance in case something happens to either of us. Another very important thing to have if you have children. Especially if you are a stay at home mom!! </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
If there are any of you reading this who do not have any of these things in place...... DO IT!! Even if you don't want to ;)</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
I am speaking from someone who put it off for SO LONG!! I knew it was important, but I really didn't want to think about it. I honestly feel a huge burden lifted off of my shoulders because I know that if something happens then my kids are taken care of!!!</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
More importantly...... I never have to think about it again :O)</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-29691869519845493012013-02-20T08:58:00.000-08:002013-02-20T17:03:47.237-08:00Pornography <div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
WHOA Leslie!! Are you really going to blog about porn??</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Yup, I sure am!</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
This is a serious issue that effects millions of men and women.</div>
<div align="center">
It destroys marriages and families and it needs to be addressed. </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Most people keep quiet and don't speak up about this issue. People want to pretend that it isn't going on. Women want to think that their husbands would never look at porn. Or if they know that their husbands struggle with such an issue they wouldn't dare speak about it to anyone!!!! That is embarrassing, right???</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Well, guess what..... Not this girl!</div>
<div align="center">
I want to be a light and help and encourage as many women as possible!!!</div>
<div align="center">
I will not allow Satan to have a place in my marriage when it comes to this issue!!</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Genesis 50:20</div>
<div align="center">
You intended to harm me, but God intended it all for good. He brought me to this
position so I could save the lives of many people.</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
My wonderful husband that I love and adore has broken my heart many times with his pornography addiction. </div>
<div align="center">
Yup, true story! (See my life isn't always perfect like some of you think!)</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
*** I would like to add that Michael does know that I am writing about this. I am not throwing him under the bus for criticism or judgement. He also wants people to know that they are not alone and help in anyway that he can!</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
My husband had a porn addiction long before we were every married. (I did not know this until a few months after we were married). It really isn't something that I ever thought I was going to have to deal with. We were very happy and had a wonderful marriage.<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX1-ADragtgr8-_V83OYDNKzp0LcJRFrPovrdy9nfZv7P_Q1w1vJL6xifBiQKW9YHuBHPs54BjmF35byTcjHBiGzL6TbQ8GUUewKbgZhRTLBTj5YyCT4076NK_jVR2bpDR39gkui1FLQL7/s1600/mm2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="229" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX1-ADragtgr8-_V83OYDNKzp0LcJRFrPovrdy9nfZv7P_Q1w1vJL6xifBiQKW9YHuBHPs54BjmF35byTcjHBiGzL6TbQ8GUUewKbgZhRTLBTj5YyCT4076NK_jVR2bpDR39gkui1FLQL7/s320/mm2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>
</div>
<div align="center">
<br />
</div>
<div align="center">
The fact is that porn is an addiction. One definition of addiction is a great interest in a particular thing to which a lot of time is devoted. He had spent YEARS of his life before me looking at/watching porn. Just because he was now in love and married didn't make all of those images and thoughts go away. </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
I have asked him if there was any one thing that he can pin as to why he started down the porn road. He isn't 100% sure. He was molested as a teenager and that distorted a lot of is sexual views. He was also in the drug scene for a long time before we met and that had something to do with it as well.</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
I don't know the exact statistics, but I read somewhere that like 80% of men view porn..... That is HUGE!!! I hear women say, oh not my husband!! He is a wonderful Christian man and he would never do that!!</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Oh really?!? I found an article on <a href="http://www.christianpost.com/news/pornography-invades-the-church-53257/">christianpost.com</a> says that, </div>
<div align="center">
"Thirty percent of women are addicted to it. Sixty-seven percent of men say they look at it at least once a month."</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Just because you don't know about it doesn't mean it doesn't happen :( </div>
<div align="center">
I PRAY that your husband is one of the few men who don't struggle with this issue!!!! But if you are one of the unlucky ones who do live with this know that there are others who know what you are going through.</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
The first time I found out about Michael, I think I actually caught him by seeing it on his phone??? Honestly, not 100% sure anymore. There were lots of times that I have dealt with this issue so the first time isn't clear anymore. </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
I do remember the pain and heartbreak that I felt when I found out. I was so upset. I cried and I cried. A million and one things went through my head after he was caught. All of them revolved around me not being good enough. I wasn't pretty enough, skinny enough, blonde enough, my boobs weren't big enough....seriously until you go through something like this you have no idea all of the crap that comes into your head. </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
I have had people say things to me like, You must have had some idea or thought that he was looking at porn. No, I didn't. My husband is one of the most respectable men when it comes to this. He has NEVER looked at another woman in my presence. He has NEVER commented that someone on tv was hot. He ALWAYS closes his eyes, turns his head, or leaves the room during sex/nudity scenes in movies. He looks the other way when we are walking in the mall and there is a 20ft half naked chick on the wall in front of Victoria Secret. At places where women walk around in bikinis, it NEVER phases him. I have seriously NEVER seen him look in another woman's direction, EVER since we have been married. </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
No matter how many times he said that it had nothing to do with me, I never believed him. My heart broke anytime I found out and it made me very insecure about myself. I didn't want him to see me with out clothes on and I didn't want to be intimate with him after I found out. </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
In my mind he was cheating on me. He may not have had sex with another woman, but in my mind it was the same thing. He was looking at another woman who was not me. </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Matthew 5:28</div>
<div align="center">
But I say to you that everyone who looks at a woman with lustful intent has already committed adultery with her in his heart.</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Men and women are so incredibly different when it comes to sex. Men are very visual creatures as where women are emotional creatures. Women want to be intimate when their emotions are high and they feel secure and loved by their husband (Usually) As where men like to look. They want to look at the woman's body and that is how they get aroused. There is nothing wrong with that, as long as the body they are looking at is their wife's body. But when porn is brought into the marriage sexual trust is broken.</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
My husband is not a bad person! Michael, like EVERYONE else in this world had an addiction. Yes, I said everyone. Because we all have something we are addicted to. It may not be something that is as serious as porn, but it is something.....drugs, alcohol, soda, chocolate, exercise, work, the computer, Facebook...etc. Addiction comes in many different forms for different people. </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
I have heard other women say that it is my fault that my husband turned to porn. That if we had a good sex life that he wouldn't need to look at porn. That is garbage and don't ever let anyone say that to you. We have a VERY good sex life (Sorry to my mother in law who is probably reading this....to much info, I know). That wasn't the problem.</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
The problem was that is was an addiction that he had to overcome. Just like any other addiction he had to learn to be stronger than the addiction that was pulling him down. He went to Celebrate Recovery at church for help and support. I also took as many steps as I could to help him. We no longer have cable in our house. The internet at our house is wi-fi from my phone, so he can not use the computer unless I am home.</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
I also had to learn that his addiction was NOT my fault. There was nothing that I did or could have done differently that would have stopped him. He loves me more than anything in the world and I know this!! He loves how I look, he loves my body and he loves our sexual relationship. I had to take it at face value.... it was an addiction, period.</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
PLEASE if your husband is struggling with this issue PLEASE realize it is not you!! Satan wants nothing more in this world than to tear you and your husband apart!! Don't let him tell you that you are not good enough. You are!!! It is an addiction and it can be overcome!!!</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
I am happy to say that my husband is well on his way to beating this addiction. It has been probably about 7 months since we have had any problems :)</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
I know that there is always a possibility that he may fall, but I am strong enough now to hold his hand and help him along in his recovery and not judge him and think that it is something that I am doing wrong! HUGE progress for both of us :)<br />
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirb-xJOO219kgbH5VDwycRUND9M4yYdf4eFc1lQrMkPcFKgt3No4rQVcMtFwZM60pxb5RqiWd2YXrGaenlpRByKF-QWwb5llXvYHMnojeq4jxkriu-wKSBom35szBF0dkkxssS2WykCI8Q/s1600/mm3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="191" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirb-xJOO219kgbH5VDwycRUND9M4yYdf4eFc1lQrMkPcFKgt3No4rQVcMtFwZM60pxb5RqiWd2YXrGaenlpRByKF-QWwb5llXvYHMnojeq4jxkriu-wKSBom35szBF0dkkxssS2WykCI8Q/s320/mm3.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-23338287050657519162013-02-19T13:38:00.000-08:002013-02-19T13:38:08.761-08:00Lala Land<div align="center">
Who has one of the sweetest, most amazing kids in the world???</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
ME!!! I DO!!!!</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
I want to take a minute to brag on my oldest daughter, Mariela :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvoLZDcdtMnw8S6cky-NnORF4tebZP6oTfz1hydZcUU1I03uJAZJbudJOg0232kZZedq30n7M8jkNmDLX28aGWs-ShE2cLHPgHH3A4dsKmEcxJCdqEvHQG-7DRAQKNWx1l3ZBML_tqRrc7/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvoLZDcdtMnw8S6cky-NnORF4tebZP6oTfz1hydZcUU1I03uJAZJbudJOg0232kZZedq30n7M8jkNmDLX28aGWs-ShE2cLHPgHH3A4dsKmEcxJCdqEvHQG-7DRAQKNWx1l3ZBML_tqRrc7/s320/030.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
<div align="center">
She has one of the BIGGEST hearts that I have ever seen!!!</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Back in June when we first looked at this house she went home that evening and put together all of these ideas of things that she would do for her siblings in her room since she was going to have her very own room. She was SO excited! She went around the house for probably 2-3 days carrying these strips of paper around and telling me the different ideas she was going to do for "Lala Land".</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Lala land is what she was going to call it :) She was going to have different themed parties in her room where they would play games and have fun.</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Well, my little Miss Mariela has not disappointed!!!!</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
She works her butt off around the house doing different jobs so she can earn money. Then she turns around with all of her hard earned money and uses it to do something for her siblings!!!! HAPPY TEARS :) </div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Last week she did $25 in jobs and then she got her first real babysitting job that was not for her siblings and earned more money. She asked me to take her to the store because she wanted to buy stuff for her party/siblings. She spent all of the money that she had saved up on them, my guess is over $50 on this party for them!!!</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
This party was a "Love Party". Not a Valentines Day party. See, I have taught my daughter how to shop and she waited until the day after Valentines day to go to the store when everything would be 50% off! Another proud mama moment....lol</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Not only is she sweet and loving she is smart too!!! :)</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
Here are some pictures from her love party......</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmywXugKxmN0J7leOADrfVT5Qzmgt_Ion3-hl6iWWlye4wE-L-KWwD8zzqL7AKwNPitMO2dBk0d7XTji5TaxqCc8G4DtwsPhd0KT4nAXnHKgfIqE27ZR2ZLuDWNXCzQZ6T-EJPIVE__PrF/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmywXugKxmN0J7leOADrfVT5Qzmgt_Ion3-hl6iWWlye4wE-L-KWwD8zzqL7AKwNPitMO2dBk0d7XTji5TaxqCc8G4DtwsPhd0KT4nAXnHKgfIqE27ZR2ZLuDWNXCzQZ6T-EJPIVE__PrF/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
They played games</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAEjHMYPfRaIQJ_p4va84Wi91RdP2CfJxn-kDDQeIirmwYn5b8Ple0DsNyXKXzE0tF3Z51E3rW55cU9IrCTRETUmV20kIUjaNqIvTSGIpXAsAapdNn5Mo5q3d2n-_aISlgS_jjfsHepNec/s1600/052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAEjHMYPfRaIQJ_p4va84Wi91RdP2CfJxn-kDDQeIirmwYn5b8Ple0DsNyXKXzE0tF3Z51E3rW55cU9IrCTRETUmV20kIUjaNqIvTSGIpXAsAapdNn5Mo5q3d2n-_aISlgS_jjfsHepNec/s320/052.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
They danced</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZWEWak81fmac036A1g3hyhDatZmmkff_nmDSrDSmbxwqio2BGl4BdJMGLN8TJfvX5yl_WnBubicIIUU-HtLURplpJafaY9LV-jitMtvB6cp1pCGhe3Xzxe8e2LrEWN3pG_BUYknSEZY9x/s1600/054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZWEWak81fmac036A1g3hyhDatZmmkff_nmDSrDSmbxwqio2BGl4BdJMGLN8TJfvX5yl_WnBubicIIUU-HtLURplpJafaY9LV-jitMtvB6cp1pCGhe3Xzxe8e2LrEWN3pG_BUYknSEZY9x/s320/054.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
They acted silly.....</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvukCSVEKR387aUMvuemqPSK__BZcFcy7k8eg9f8M5A2u-5gaKN2wApDdAHDCidTDioYq2XM1NFPNQk5KQ6vG7IuXS9ZsG-KJr3olbqqD0yaPwYd12s-sCslH86gauo2TKMh_EaqkSDCEU/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvukCSVEKR387aUMvuemqPSK__BZcFcy7k8eg9f8M5A2u-5gaKN2wApDdAHDCidTDioYq2XM1NFPNQk5KQ6vG7IuXS9ZsG-KJr3olbqqD0yaPwYd12s-sCslH86gauo2TKMh_EaqkSDCEU/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
She usually has goodies to give them :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3SDxylyyW-3MNA998Zul8DbhxNQ7AS_fLjRv4pwQhScFE07pOEuXG3JyAvRX0nYUE1vgBK4C9f7KTCXqKqRrHkVEUqYTw_RtXEJLFwnPRcPqClcwgm2_DzqIiTKfLJvf8xKcwTYPbdYSC/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3SDxylyyW-3MNA998Zul8DbhxNQ7AS_fLjRv4pwQhScFE07pOEuXG3JyAvRX0nYUE1vgBK4C9f7KTCXqKqRrHkVEUqYTw_RtXEJLFwnPRcPqClcwgm2_DzqIiTKfLJvf8xKcwTYPbdYSC/s320/024.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
They just have fun!!</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
The kids usually talk about it for quite a while after they do the party.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
The first party she every did for them was a glow party.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj49xt-2y3lk1-jiP4uJx0-_hyJkLkA9TShUFNtLDSSv3qFQFZ7FxU8wQSmAtxrrGO6aCwSUn7nmWUQz7g2af9Zxib199pXNIZqdx2e69LkizzHEjHD6cItjSgz5-mm0QElB88k_Q7WfSRS/s1600/407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj49xt-2y3lk1-jiP4uJx0-_hyJkLkA9TShUFNtLDSSv3qFQFZ7FxU8wQSmAtxrrGO6aCwSUn7nmWUQz7g2af9Zxib199pXNIZqdx2e69LkizzHEjHD6cItjSgz5-mm0QElB88k_Q7WfSRS/s320/407.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
More dancing</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFy4G2_NRL8yMSH_oIlYDLikf4Loil4PB9t1wBX4r7cvyDZbe2vbckZrvXxEBjxi12JX0OpHTMtpibKA5jp722U3i5qANKT9kZJRGIaGgWO8yJpEdXUWjC73nkjg0pnSCSKDsQgDcy6rsq/s1600/410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFy4G2_NRL8yMSH_oIlYDLikf4Loil4PB9t1wBX4r7cvyDZbe2vbckZrvXxEBjxi12JX0OpHTMtpibKA5jp722U3i5qANKT9kZJRGIaGgWO8yJpEdXUWjC73nkjg0pnSCSKDsQgDcy6rsq/s320/410.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
<div align="center">
and silliness</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLogB9Xe067KU5ZSB27BzJGD3iOiBzHruzEPSZr-dFRkENGGa2p7-Q5IuxJFATIshWXVCw3PGiPom31Ghoxpa1eoyplkdfQ5y5i4XHb_cTE_1_skipHRDPZKlKrD-E1aWNG-e-zFQlvdzn/s1600/409.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLogB9Xe067KU5ZSB27BzJGD3iOiBzHruzEPSZr-dFRkENGGa2p7-Q5IuxJFATIshWXVCw3PGiPom31Ghoxpa1eoyplkdfQ5y5i4XHb_cTE_1_skipHRDPZKlKrD-E1aWNG-e-zFQlvdzn/s320/409.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
<div align="center">
And lots of fun for everyone :)</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxtNBOUXETkoJ38LV24Sj2vuKoiZbzGYANmxMQsgKWjkF6abe__AURyrLhrgEi8eQhG0PejHgYQiKp6MBPR3ZaJQVB2oSjB6QgVX7rzly6392pZoHmYj043__flVLtsZ4KMsfcFmiLgX1o/s1600/402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxtNBOUXETkoJ38LV24Sj2vuKoiZbzGYANmxMQsgKWjkF6abe__AURyrLhrgEi8eQhG0PejHgYQiKp6MBPR3ZaJQVB2oSjB6QgVX7rzly6392pZoHmYj043__flVLtsZ4KMsfcFmiLgX1o/s320/402.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Around Christmas time she did a Christmas party.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfV_-HQ33340m15cRwtaG5WPX8Egf-GFyo0d1IwH7PRG0aCaEwGRpZiE5WqPSKWJQgv1b3g1in8STPk-wqr3WZxQ-3XJsoSZGf_1C-LK49mc49KVDpVR_YTnaGWAN06KCSdshBhNTEPpaE/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfV_-HQ33340m15cRwtaG5WPX8Egf-GFyo0d1IwH7PRG0aCaEwGRpZiE5WqPSKWJQgv1b3g1in8STPk-wqr3WZxQ-3XJsoSZGf_1C-LK49mc49KVDpVR_YTnaGWAN06KCSdshBhNTEPpaE/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
She spent HOURS decorating this one!</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKlKVyrb10Jgrzka8uAFRTn4t1nh8hZ__qkeksx661bwY6CVQALTpLw1clfLiaRHAcQDstlypV2MSchMpZmq2DJVld5wuWBCaowGHmcPno3uc5skuttwm328cka2zyhYTwOW6Nr9Cj8CdV/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKlKVyrb10Jgrzka8uAFRTn4t1nh8hZ__qkeksx661bwY6CVQALTpLw1clfLiaRHAcQDstlypV2MSchMpZmq2DJVld5wuWBCaowGHmcPno3uc5skuttwm328cka2zyhYTwOW6Nr9Cj8CdV/s320/022.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
They did different crafts</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXz8kkwpRnEDONqUn0GLTQEU9Y7hPkAm9DN_mU5GVn7wx5LeLPMtUnWAxlLa0NeEQkWpRgpXBTzcKk_rY1e1EhaWlq8Y3jeqgBnGbLFEIL9rX7DS_E1lM51sJJezAOLEnmTzXBshEykyxs/s1600/049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXz8kkwpRnEDONqUn0GLTQEU9Y7hPkAm9DN_mU5GVn7wx5LeLPMtUnWAxlLa0NeEQkWpRgpXBTzcKk_rY1e1EhaWlq8Y3jeqgBnGbLFEIL9rX7DS_E1lM51sJJezAOLEnmTzXBshEykyxs/s320/049.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
LOTS of crafts :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdr91gP4u5P8SKRLqJLz_u38GmwKtrXUqvMvE2g5hKsbLRePYfvh8-xiQh_hrUO6vMdq2tJYK7JD-cH4d5C6vBhzYKiik3DBclBNNPMa9npHCqJi32pg8xuDfvsl7mG3CRN35E1zQXUSyE/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdr91gP4u5P8SKRLqJLz_u38GmwKtrXUqvMvE2g5hKsbLRePYfvh8-xiQh_hrUO6vMdq2tJYK7JD-cH4d5C6vBhzYKiik3DBclBNNPMa9npHCqJi32pg8xuDfvsl7mG3CRN35E1zQXUSyE/s320/019.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
She also had Michael and I help her with a scavenger hunt and they went around the house where she hid little gifts and hints to their next activity.</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB0s387bmwEfiyKHoBRcc0cTTlw_n4PjtA27-BHck08jTBHefs0sN-H8GpuesDk91yOWjHg2EHVBdMiWoN89UZ_ZYFplM7ILzJ2oK1y6ji6sqfUVgAvVI9Wf8Na9dZYQcsfmZrsfQJeLcV/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB0s387bmwEfiyKHoBRcc0cTTlw_n4PjtA27-BHck08jTBHefs0sN-H8GpuesDk91yOWjHg2EHVBdMiWoN89UZ_ZYFplM7ILzJ2oK1y6ji6sqfUVgAvVI9Wf8Na9dZYQcsfmZrsfQJeLcV/s320/012.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I am so incredibly blessed to have a daughter who cares so much for her siblings. </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Not just her either, ALL of my kids love each other so much and it brings my heart so much joy!!! </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
There are times when kids are crying and I am stressed to the max that I think to myself "I am doing nothing right!!!" Then one of my kids does something for someone else in our family and I am then reminded.... Yes Leslie, You are doing lots of things right!!! </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I wish that I had an older sister in my life who would have done cool stuff like this for me when I was little. They are making memories that will last them a lifetime :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /> </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
****We do different nights like this around our house as a whole family quite a bit. I will start to share some of them with you so you can see where she got some of her inspiration from :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdr91gP4u5P8SKRLqJLz_u38GmwKtrXUqvMvE2g5hKsbLRePYfvh8-xiQh_hrUO6vMdq2tJYK7JD-cH4d5C6vBhzYKiik3DBclBNNPMa9npHCqJi32pg8xuDfvsl7mG3CRN35E1zQXUSyE/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a> </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
<div align="center">
</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827018345526424954.post-35358719078922515722013-02-18T10:39:00.001-08:002013-02-18T10:39:33.815-08:00Love gifts<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I am showing off the love gifts that I made my family this year :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
These are not Valentines gifts because, well..... No one actually received them on Valentines Day....lol</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I made the 3 oldest girls a chocolate bouquet!!</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
They LOVED them!!!!</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkwuJ2paIAXpMByAD5tYEUxQXAjnP525NU30d_2ddhZnYWQRrbVorKnJ1sGwhXvbIjjBBzzvnGLgOen7RThEbWMutTAx8_14-eAjVoEKoy8MxmxKwvn7VLKhv9kC62iW3lZnhw080Ra7VL/s1600/val4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkwuJ2paIAXpMByAD5tYEUxQXAjnP525NU30d_2ddhZnYWQRrbVorKnJ1sGwhXvbIjjBBzzvnGLgOen7RThEbWMutTAx8_14-eAjVoEKoy8MxmxKwvn7VLKhv9kC62iW3lZnhw080Ra7VL/s320/val4.jpg" width="191" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
There have been many times that we have walked through the store and the girls have all looked at the candy bouquets that they have set up around holidays. Being a mother I knew that they looked at them because they all secretly wanted one. </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
This year I decided that I am crafty enough to make them myself :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPuCzXiN_MmOPXwcJbJeaFC-5XaDkzR2tWi5zm_hgSTMn4cB3AGzKzHDe4iEamTMfcZxyNRj6aMU6VrsBpvkzNFdCwNYfgX2xT0tpeef-q5ehA5_3mAx77p9PG5MRqHVPCqhStZCxAj57U/s1600/val5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPuCzXiN_MmOPXwcJbJeaFC-5XaDkzR2tWi5zm_hgSTMn4cB3AGzKzHDe4iEamTMfcZxyNRj6aMU6VrsBpvkzNFdCwNYfgX2xT0tpeef-q5ehA5_3mAx77p9PG5MRqHVPCqhStZCxAj57U/s320/val5.jpg" width="191" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Plus there is NO WAY that I am spending $20 each on them!! </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I made all 3 of them for about $20. Thank you Dollar Tree :) </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
The girls were a HUGE help to me the day before Valentines Day, so I gave them theirs that day.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I love my husband EVERYDAY of the year, not just on Valentines Day. </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
This year I decided to give Michael something that would show him everyday of the year that I love him :) Since I am a HUGE fan of homemade gifts it was going to be something that came from my heart, not the store!</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
This is what I made......</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk1TjUIGZ4IysVUxLasfTALskjxzzRPixUBpvKP07bTsuhZDcq53SXqH4gtxQmGAkfPB3H_vVI6WYLFi1M6cAjpZ1gzuH4l83wcZbOqcGVLg6kO_S4_JdC2jHPTcHTAZPUsL1l0BSKShog/s1600/val.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk1TjUIGZ4IysVUxLasfTALskjxzzRPixUBpvKP07bTsuhZDcq53SXqH4gtxQmGAkfPB3H_vVI6WYLFi1M6cAjpZ1gzuH4l83wcZbOqcGVLg6kO_S4_JdC2jHPTcHTAZPUsL1l0BSKShog/s320/val.jpg" width="191" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Yes, I really typed up 365 different reasons why I love that man with all of my heart. Now everyday of the year he can pull out a piece of paper and see one of my reasons :)</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWYW6kjWTqskHJxbTPDAYdB3A_33TXOS-_UEtK5MbvbFtQniDGsJmuPMBtUQD7mUjsNdXuBLVEvR8P0zG9w9bos6W_HohksKrzZL2DBCeYhfwad1sr3VXfpl3Zw6XBZPrUPnMWEmyKRNWw/s1600/val2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWYW6kjWTqskHJxbTPDAYdB3A_33TXOS-_UEtK5MbvbFtQniDGsJmuPMBtUQD7mUjsNdXuBLVEvR8P0zG9w9bos6W_HohksKrzZL2DBCeYhfwad1sr3VXfpl3Zw6XBZPrUPnMWEmyKRNWw/s320/val2.jpg" width="191" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
He didn't get this until the day after Valentines Day because in the process of me typing everything up, my computer went stupid and erased everything I had typed!!! I was up to 262 when it erased and I boycotted the computer for 2 days after that.....grrrrr..... I was SO mad!!!!!</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I guess God wanted me to be reminded one more time of all of the reasons that I love him :)</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Lastly, I made Michael a framed picture of the lyrics to one of my favorite songs. </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OAKBXBXz1fo">It is called Lead Me by Sanctus Real</a> </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqu61BCKI9mIxIsGbgYoUWwTXyo4maM93ZBgtqKu2nLAShzr3HHW7TA0lSjhYedU-2AzSBrC0kIkyiSf1f8zt98_mTwlDtKfMQWxa4WAJD0zDbj0MIANS_sT08MGPs4sVcPEu6XY5o8ABo/s1600/val3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqu61BCKI9mIxIsGbgYoUWwTXyo4maM93ZBgtqKu2nLAShzr3HHW7TA0lSjhYedU-2AzSBrC0kIkyiSf1f8zt98_mTwlDtKfMQWxa4WAJD0zDbj0MIANS_sT08MGPs4sVcPEu6XY5o8ABo/s320/val3.jpg" width="191" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I used scrapbook paper to make my background and glued the lyrics on it.</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Lyrics-</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I look around and see my wonderful life</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Almost perfect from the outside</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
In picture frames I see my beautiful wife</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Always smiling</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
But on the inside, I can hear her saying...</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
“Lead me with strong hands</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Stand up when I can't</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Don't leave me hungry for love</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Chasing dreams, what about us?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Show me you're willing to fight</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
That I'm still the love of your life</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I know we call this our home</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
But I still feel alone”</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I see their faces, look in their innocent eyes</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
They're just children from the outside</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I'm working hard, I tell myself they'll be fine</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
They're in independent</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
But on the inside, I can hear them saying...</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
“Lead me with strong hands</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Stand up when I can't</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Don't leave me hungry for love</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Chasing dreams, but what about us?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Show me you're willing to fight</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
That I'm still the love of your life</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I know we call this our home</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
But I still feel alone”</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
So Father, give me the strength</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
To be everything I'm called to be</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Oh, Father, show me the way</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
To lead them</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Won't You lead me?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
To lead them with strong hands</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
To stand up when they can't</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Don't want to leave them hungry for love,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Chasing things that I could give up</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I'll show them I'm willing to fight</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
And give them the best of my life</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
So we can call this our home</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Lead me, 'cause I can't do this alone</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
Father, lead me, 'cause I can't do this alone</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<strong>He LOVED it!!!! I almost got tears :)</strong></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I am very blessed to know that my husband loves me </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
everyday of the year and I know that he knows I love him, </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
but it is always nice to show him!!</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06220184041783352145noreply@blogger.com0