<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:44:36.682-05:00</updated><category term='new home'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='sweet girls'/><category term='landscaping'/><category term='kindergarten'/><category term='things kids say'/><category term='Christmas music'/><category term='graduation'/><category term='sisters'/><category term='beach'/><category term='dr. seuss'/><category term='house hunting'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Beautiful Lengths'/><category term='winter'/><category term='Snickers'/><category term='easter'/><category term='surgery'/><category term='phone call'/><category term='preschool'/><category term='lovelylittlelovelies'/><category term='summer'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='spring break'/><category term='zoo'/><category term='girls'/><category term='Busch Gardens'/><category term='spring'/><category term='family'/><category term='cousins'/><category term='new year'/><category term='Vanessa'/><category term='Us'/><category term='VBS'/><category term='Grace'/><category term='friends'/><category term='first day'/><category term='royal family 5k'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='mother&apos;s day'/><category term='back to school'/><category term='end of year'/><category term='reading'/><category term='decorations'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='babysitting'/><category term='Rachael'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Chris'/><category term='country kids'/><category term='the girls'/><category term='first day of school'/><category term='Sea World'/><category term='Daddy-Daughter'/><category term='cold weather'/><category term='fall'/><category term='school'/><category term='going country'/><category term='fall festival'/><category term='fire'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='swimming'/><category term='house'/><category term='two'/><category term='health'/><category term='egg hunt'/><title type='text'>The Adorables!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>136</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-2890040544416897419</id><published>2010-06-25T01:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T01:30:07.026-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things kids say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>Out of the Mouths of Not-So-Much-Babes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/TCQ9beM-PqI/AAAAAAAACAQ/5K02KUpfwqY/s1600/buschgardens+001a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/TCQ9beM-PqI/AAAAAAAACAQ/5K02KUpfwqY/s400/buschgardens+001a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scene&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Mommy is happily congratulating Rachael on being a big girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;because she's going on the potty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;and wearing big girl panties all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mommy&lt;/strong&gt;: Rachael, do you know what makes you special?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachael&lt;/strong&gt;: Jesus!&amp;nbsp; Jesus makes me special!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scene&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Mommy is in the kitchen doing dishes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Grace has taken a shower and gotten herself ready for bed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Grace enters the kitchen in tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mommy&lt;/strong&gt;: What's wrong, honey?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grace&lt;/strong&gt;: I was just thinking that I'm starting to do more on my own,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and I was afraid you were gonna think that I don't need you anymore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-2890040544416897419?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2890040544416897419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=2890040544416897419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2890040544416897419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2890040544416897419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2010/06/out-of-mouths-of-not-so-much-babes.html' title='Out of the Mouths of Not-So-Much-Babes'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/TCQ9beM-PqI/AAAAAAAACAQ/5K02KUpfwqY/s72-c/buschgardens+001a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-6274422618358735731</id><published>2010-05-14T23:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T23:27:13.540-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end of year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><title type='text'>Easter, Mother's Day &amp; Summer, OH MY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It's been over a month!!&amp;nbsp; So... what has happened?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ran another 5K!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S-4M3npnjiI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/WMSlsF3iJso/s1600/flamingo5k.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S-4M3npnjiI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/WMSlsF3iJso/s320/flamingo5k.bmp" width="212" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My actual time was under 36 minutes, so I did better than the Disney one back in March.&amp;nbsp; This one was over a bridge and back for part of it, too, so that has to count for something!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the girls on &lt;strong&gt;Easter Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; -- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grace was able to wear the same beautiful dress as last year, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;made for her by Chris' Aunt Carol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S-4NVxVbt6I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/D4KIn6L_tKQ/s1600/easter+014a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S-4NVxVbt6I/AAAAAAAAB_Y/D4KIn6L_tKQ/s400/easter+014a.jpg" width="307" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gracie loves our hibiscus trees and wanted her picture in front of one that morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S-4OJssKK_I/AAAAAAAAB_g/GFcNJ7IZ6K0/s1600/easter+020a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S-4OJssKK_I/AAAAAAAAB_g/GFcNJ7IZ6K0/s320/easter+020a.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Rachael, "goin' shoppin'" with her baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S-4Oa85yVJI/AAAAAAAAB_o/Eoh0-UUiaow/s1600/easter+025a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S-4Oa85yVJI/AAAAAAAAB_o/Eoh0-UUiaow/s320/easter+025a.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The highlight of April was a visit from &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aunt Kiki, Uncle Jerry, Blake, Savannah &amp;amp; Veronica!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grace &amp;amp; Savannah on our playdate with them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S-4Ozz7cebI/AAAAAAAAB_w/gIw2Ea3pgS0/s1600/easter+037a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S-4Ozz7cebI/AAAAAAAAB_w/gIw2Ea3pgS0/s320/easter+037a.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rachael &amp;amp; Veronica were sharing a banana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S-4PSArApFI/AAAAAAAAB_4/TdsIiq5zv-A/s1600/easter+058a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S-4PSArApFI/AAAAAAAAB_4/TdsIiq5zv-A/s320/easter+058a.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S-4PnY8AZ-I/AAAAAAAACAA/zGe2155m7eg/s1600/endofyear+013a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S-4PnY8AZ-I/AAAAAAAACAA/zGe2155m7eg/s200/endofyear+013a.jpg" width="200" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grace's kindergarten class had a Mother's Day Tea last week.&amp;nbsp; The moms waited outside the classroom, and one by one the children came out and presented his or her mommy with a flower and escorted her inside.&amp;nbsp; It was so sweet!&amp;nbsp; It was a good thing there were tissue boxes at each table, because they were definitely pulling out all the emotional stops!&amp;nbsp; After they serenaded us, the teacher read a couple of heartwarming stories, and then we were served snacks by our little hosts and hostesses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S-4RfCsNS1I/AAAAAAAACAI/p07ljqqRDuw/s1600/endofyear+044a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S-4RfCsNS1I/AAAAAAAACAI/p07ljqqRDuw/s200/endofyear+044a.jpg" width="200" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachael had her last week of preschool, and we were wondering how she was going to do at the program they had, considering she'd cried through most of the Christmas one!&amp;nbsp; She had a rough start coming to her classroom and I thought we were in trouble, but once she got up on stage, she was fine!&amp;nbsp; Yay!&amp;nbsp; She sang, she smiled, she did hand motions, she tapped sticks -- she was great!&amp;nbsp; We were very proud of her!&amp;nbsp; I don't know if she understands that preschool is over for a little bit, but hopefully I'll be able to keep her entertained!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Gracie has one more week of school left!&amp;nbsp; We're already looking forward to Vacation Bible School and some playdates with friends throughout the time off!&amp;nbsp; I learned last year that summer "vacation" is kind of misleading -- it's going to be work to keep these girls busy while they're out of school!&amp;nbsp; I'm really blessed because both girls are really amazing at finding things to keep busy, and they (usually) play very well together too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hope our family and friends reading this are doing well!&amp;nbsp; We're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hoping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that we might get to see some of Chris' family in Connecticut this summer -- keep your fingers crossed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-6274422618358735731?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6274422618358735731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=6274422618358735731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6274422618358735731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6274422618358735731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2010/05/easter-mothers-day-summer-oh-my.html' title='Easter, Mother&apos;s Day &amp; Summer, OH MY!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S-4M3npnjiI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/WMSlsF3iJso/s72-c/flamingo5k.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-2607135979101358221</id><published>2010-03-31T00:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T00:42:15.159-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='royal family 5k'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>Spring has sprung!  FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>What has happened in the last month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S7LIGSxC9SI/AAAAAAAAB-o/dyCzGqrqTyY/s1600/princess5k-medala.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="305" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S7LIGSxC9SI/AAAAAAAAB-o/dyCzGqrqTyY/s400/princess5k-medala.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me (standing, third from the left) with a bunch of friends after we ran the Disney Royal Family 5K at Epcot the first weekend in March.&amp;nbsp; This was my first 5K, and even though I didn't get bit by the running bug, I did have a lot of fun!&amp;nbsp; It probably helped that we were all&amp;nbsp;wearing tutus and boas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And even though I let the cold weather we had and the time change (too dark in the early morning!) further disrupt my "training," I signed up for another 5K in April.&amp;nbsp; No tutus this time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S7LJrICdirI/AAAAAAAAB-w/DEbYoE7Lcw4/s1600/springbreak+038a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S7LJrICdirI/AAAAAAAAB-w/DEbYoE7Lcw4/s400/springbreak+038a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's the girls just this past Sunday, wearing dresses they got for Christmas from their GG -- the weather was finally spring-y enough for them!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S7LMnq_k5pI/AAAAAAAAB-4/nPEO_WZEgRI/s1600/springbreak+036a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S7LMnq_k5pI/AAAAAAAAB-4/nPEO_WZEgRI/s200/springbreak+036a.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gracie is doing great in school, her teacher has started her in the Accelerated Reader program and she seems to be loving it, and doing well!&amp;nbsp; She hasn't shown an interest in any kind of after-school activity so far (soccer, ballet, etc.), but when I told her about her school's Young Authors Celebration and that she could write a book for it, she was all over it!&amp;nbsp; She wrote three little books in one weekend!&amp;nbsp; We picked one to turn in -- she dictated her words to me since she was having trouble fitting them on the page, and she did all the illustrations and the cover page!&amp;nbsp; She was so excited to turn it in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S7LMutk-JmI/AAAAAAAAB_A/nxukDPgKwQk/s1600/springbreak+037a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="136" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S7LMutk-JmI/AAAAAAAAB_A/nxukDPgKwQk/s200/springbreak+037a.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rachael has turned into a total Chatty Cathy!&amp;nbsp; I love listening to her talk, and she's getting much more conversational with the moms and dads of her friends!&amp;nbsp; I've been told she's pretty much the teacher's little assistant in her preschool class, and that just tickles me!&amp;nbsp; She's also started to sing songs in the car and during movies -- I'm already looking forward to the fall when she starts choir!&amp;nbsp; Of course, we'll see how she does at the end of the year program for preschool in May!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is our Spring Break, so I've been trying to keep the girls busy -- and we had our 2nd Annual Pajama Day on Tuesday!&amp;nbsp; The girls loved going to the mall in their pajamas with their friends, and I have to admit, it was pretty comfy!&amp;nbsp; Three other moms and their kids joined us this year, it was a lot of fun!&amp;nbsp; We have a big playdate and picnic coming up, then a movie morning, and by next Monday I'll probably need another week to recover!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, for your viewing pleasure... Recently Chris got me a new game for the Wii, Just Dance, and Grace decided she was going to get in on the action.&amp;nbsp; She's already topped my score at a couple of the songs!&amp;nbsp; So here we are "dancing" to Wannabe by The Spice Girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yPlfyrQ5w-8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yPlfyrQ5w-8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've sufficiently made a fool of myself, I'll go!&amp;nbsp; :-)&amp;nbsp; Hope things are warming up where you're at!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-2607135979101358221?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2607135979101358221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=2607135979101358221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2607135979101358221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2607135979101358221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-has-sprung-finally.html' title='Spring has sprung!  FINALLY!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S7LIGSxC9SI/AAAAAAAAB-o/dyCzGqrqTyY/s72-c/princess5k-medala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-7767810697620376525</id><published>2010-02-24T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T22:12:47.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We are here! we are here! we are here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Shame on me!&amp;nbsp; I can't believe it's been so long since I last posted here!&amp;nbsp; I could say that I've been really busy, which is pretty true, but it's also because a lot of my time has been spent writing at my other blog, &lt;a href="http://www.baptistness.com/"&gt;Much More Than Mommy&lt;/a&gt;, and also at &lt;a href="http://www.momwithapen.com/author/undomestic-mom/"&gt;Mom With A Pen&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; And while I know that&amp;nbsp;I'm not passig along earth-shattering information here, it is definitely a good way for ME to be able to come back and see how the girls have grown, etc.!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To be honest, though, not much has happened in the past month!&amp;nbsp; We are all still trucking along our merry ways!&amp;nbsp; I did have a birthday and had a great time celebrating with my family!&amp;nbsp; Here's a picture of the girls before we went out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S4Xmf1VSOvI/AAAAAAAAB-g/-k72dZxA6Mw/s1600-h/bday+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S4Xmf1VSOvI/AAAAAAAAB-g/-k72dZxA6Mw/s320/bday+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I know many of you are dealing with weather conditions that are way more severe than what we've had, but I can tell you that all of us are definitely over this weather!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't think my thin Florida blood can handle too much more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I do have a good story, though, courtesy of Grace!&amp;nbsp; The other night I took the girls to McDonald's for dinner as a treat, and when we walked it all three of us were immediately shivering!&amp;nbsp; It was one of the warmest days we'd had in a while, and apparently those inside decided to crank up the A/C to celebrate!&amp;nbsp; We got our food and sat down, and Gracie and I were especially chilly -- we kept sitting closer and closer and hugging to try to warm up!&amp;nbsp; We started eating, then Grace suddenly stopped and said matter-of-factly, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"I'm going to go tell them it's too cold in here."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I looked at her and smiled because I thought she was just joking, but she was dead serious!&amp;nbsp; And that's exactly what she did.&amp;nbsp; She walked up to the counter, said "Excuse me" to the cashier, and then explained that she was very cold and asked if it could be warmer.&amp;nbsp; WOW!&amp;nbsp; I don't even know if I would have had the courage to do that at 16-years-old, let alone 6!&amp;nbsp; Gracie came back to the table and we watched as a manager headed straight to the thermostat.&amp;nbsp; She was very happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;That's all for now!&amp;nbsp; Hope you're managing to stay warm!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-7767810697620376525?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/7767810697620376525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=7767810697620376525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7767810697620376525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7767810697620376525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-are-here-we-are-here-we-are-here.html' title='We are here! we are here! we are here!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S4Xmf1VSOvI/AAAAAAAAB-g/-k72dZxA6Mw/s72-c/bday+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-3106339083917362121</id><published>2010-01-16T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T12:11:12.204-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sea World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>Brrrrthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S1HqHi6ms7I/AAAAAAAAB9Y/mhVLKwZDYFU/s1600-h/seaworldpink+013a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S1HqHi6ms7I/AAAAAAAAB9Y/mhVLKwZDYFU/s200/seaworldpink+013a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just after Christmas we took the girls to Sea World to see their Christmas stuff.&amp;nbsp; They got to visit Santa -- we told him he was taking his vacation in Orlando.&amp;nbsp; ;-)&amp;nbsp; They told him what their favorite gifts were, and we had a great, albeit COLD, time!&amp;nbsp; We were definitely bundled up as we watched their ice show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chris was busy over his "vacation" -- his biggest task was painting the girls' bedroom.&amp;nbsp; We had picked a pink that I thought would look less Pepto Bismol and more dusty rose.&amp;nbsp; I was out while Chris painted, and he called to let me know that he thought it might be a little darker than I expected.&amp;nbsp; I told him to go ahead, there wasn't much we could do about it now!&amp;nbsp; I came home and was greeted by the pinkest pink I'd ever seen!&amp;nbsp; We also put up the toddler bed for Rachael.&amp;nbsp; The girls were SO excited about their room!&amp;nbsp; Here are a couple of pictures of them as they first came in, and you can catch a glimpse of the pink:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gracie pretends to sleep for her photo op...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S1HrTKvfoVI/AAAAAAAAB9g/4g9EaZg_sDE/s1600-h/seaworldpink+025a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S1HrTKvfoVI/AAAAAAAAB9g/4g9EaZg_sDE/s320/seaworldpink+025a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Rachael pretends to stretch and yawn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S1HrW5ZJcyI/AAAAAAAAB9o/E-jyZULSddU/s1600-h/seaworldpink+026a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S1HrW5ZJcyI/AAAAAAAAB9o/E-jyZULSddU/s320/seaworldpink+026a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S1HsGv84_HI/AAAAAAAAB9w/KWOamE_Zy1c/s1600-h/bdayweek+001a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S1HsGv84_HI/AAAAAAAAB9w/KWOamE_Zy1c/s200/bdayweek+001a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S1HsJJw3Y4I/AAAAAAAAB94/LmPo3OMc5cw/s1600-h/bdayweek+002a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S1HsJJw3Y4I/AAAAAAAAB94/LmPo3OMc5cw/s200/bdayweek+002a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;January came and brought along MUCH colder weather, so we learned a lot about hats, scarves and gloves!&amp;nbsp; These were taken when the girls were helping their daddy with some work on the back porch early one evening!&amp;nbsp; This was before they had their scarves, which I may have run out to get that very night.&amp;nbsp; I had no idea how much a scarf could help in the cool weather -- but why would I, being a native Floridian??&amp;nbsp; I was very thankful we were able to get all wrapped up every morning for school!&amp;nbsp; So were the girls!&amp;nbsp; (If you notice in the picture with Rachael, Chris is wearing shorts!!&amp;nbsp; Even on the coldest day we had, he went outside and ran errands in shorts, it's like he never gets cold!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S1HtgLjWtBI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/tZ6A_HKBmYU/s1600-h/bdayweek+012a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S1HtgLjWtBI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/tZ6A_HKBmYU/s200/bdayweek+012a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;January also brought Miss Rachael's 3rd birthday!&amp;nbsp; We celebrated with family, and she picked the main dish -- pizza!&amp;nbsp; When asked what kind of cake, without hesitation she replied, "Strawberry!"&amp;nbsp; So strawberry she got!&amp;nbsp; Rachael had a big week -- even though she started off under the weather, she managed to fit in a haircut, a little lunch after moms' group with her friends, her birthday party, bringing cake to school the following day, and then after we picked Gracie up from school on Friday, we headed over to the zoo.&amp;nbsp; WHEW!&amp;nbsp; We did manage to wear the girls out enough that Rachael told us she was ready to go to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S1Htdd-D9iI/AAAAAAAAB-I/hhDZVmEFr3U/s1600-h/bdayweek+006a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S1Htdd-D9iI/AAAAAAAAB-I/hhDZVmEFr3U/s200/bdayweek+006a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gracie brought home her second report card -- that's still a little wild!&amp;nbsp; She's doing great in school, and she's really impressing us with how well she's reading!&amp;nbsp; There is no point in spelling out words in front of her anymore, she'll figure it out!&amp;nbsp; Chris and I are going to have to figure out a new kind of code!&amp;nbsp; Grace loves coming home and telling us what she's learned, and I LOVE that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S1HtlHJ6MoI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/YVDc7uuOz50/s1600-h/bdayweek+028a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S1HtlHJ6MoI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/YVDc7uuOz50/s200/bdayweek+028a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachael is also still a huge fan of school!&amp;nbsp; For a little while there, she was acting like she was going to bolt after me when I dropped her off, but all it took was her sweet teacher offering to let her paint, and usually she'd be fine!&amp;nbsp; :-)&amp;nbsp; After the break, she was back to walking herself in and barely sparing me a wave!&amp;nbsp; She is definitely talking clear enough for strangers to understand, and the funniest thing is when she gets her hands going!&amp;nbsp; We are still working on the potty training thing -- and I do mean &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, it definitely takes parental involvement!&amp;nbsp; She knows what to do, I think it's just going to take me being willing to give up the diapers and Pull-Ups during the day altogether, and I'm not there yet!&amp;nbsp; Soon, though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The girls are so much fun, especially when they play together, which they do fairly well!&amp;nbsp; Lately Rachael has become a little bit more affectionate with Grace, coming over and sitting in her lap or randomly giving her hugs.&amp;nbsp; Gracie will usually holler out, "Mama!&amp;nbsp; Look!" so I don't miss it.&amp;nbsp; Love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Things are warming up here, hope that you and your family are staying warm as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-3106339083917362121?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3106339083917362121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=3106339083917362121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3106339083917362121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3106339083917362121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2010/01/brrrrthday.html' title='Brrrrthday!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/S1HqHi6ms7I/AAAAAAAAB9Y/mhVLKwZDYFU/s72-c/seaworldpink+013a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-5307848526916411206</id><published>2009-12-26T01:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:28:15.204-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>An Adorable Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SzWmd1x-lFI/AAAAAAAAB9A/o9Ak_gTQWMY/s1600-h/CONCERTS+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SzWmd1x-lFI/AAAAAAAAB9A/o9Ak_gTQWMY/s200/CONCERTS+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the decorating was done, we started the rest of our Christmas festivities with Rachael's preschool Christmas concert.&amp;nbsp; As you can see, she got a little case of stage fright!&amp;nbsp; She was quickly rescued by her teacher and thankfully her tears dried up!&amp;nbsp; She stayed in her teacher's lap for the rest of the concert, and afterwards was just fine and dandy!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SzWnmQ2XQuI/AAAAAAAAB9I/85g4tbMOuZU/s1600-h/CONCERTS+015a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SzWnmQ2XQuI/AAAAAAAAB9I/85g4tbMOuZU/s200/CONCERTS+015a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;The very next day, the kindergarten classes at Gracie's school had their Christmas concert, and each class had their own song to sing.&amp;nbsp; Gracie's group sang "Santa Bingo" -- that's Gracie proudly holding up the second 'A'.&amp;nbsp; If you aren't familiar with this tune, think B-I-N-G-O, only with S-A-N-T-A.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;There was a man with a long white beard, and Santa was his name-o!&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; All of the music was very cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SzWpIeDSnHI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/riI1BW4sb8A/s1600-h/DAY+002a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SzWpIeDSnHI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/riI1BW4sb8A/s200/DAY+002a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Daddy got to come home early on Christmas Eve, and not long after he got in we had a visit from Papa. &amp;nbsp;Later, after the church services were over, we spent the rest of Christmas Eve with Chris' parents, and Christmas morning we got to experience the joy of the girls waking up and making their run to the tree to see what Santa brought!&amp;nbsp; (My favorite part was after &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; the gifts had been opened, Rachael pulled out a tub of blocks that they've had forever and started playing with them!)&amp;nbsp; After that, we went to Grandma and Grandpa's for a delicious Christmas dinner, made it home for naptime, and then had a visit from Nana and Grandpa Ken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was the first year we actually &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; did Santa with the girls (even Grace), so we're still learning!&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Santa&lt;/em&gt; forgot batteries for the little Dirt Devil that Rachael got, and Grace is wondering how &lt;em&gt;I'm&lt;/em&gt; going to be able to go to Target and exchange the princess tent that &lt;em&gt;Santa&lt;/em&gt; brought them... What can I say?&amp;nbsp; I'm a novice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have been blessed every year as a family, but this year did feel a little extra special as we celebrated in our home!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We hope you enjoyed your Christmas, especially those of you who were able to have a white one!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-5307848526916411206?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5307848526916411206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=5307848526916411206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5307848526916411206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5307848526916411206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/12/adorable-christmas.html' title='An Adorable Christmas'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SzWmd1x-lFI/AAAAAAAAB9A/o9Ak_gTQWMY/s72-c/CONCERTS+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-3642750172154456440</id><published>2009-12-06T00:12:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T00:49:51.581-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Home for the Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SxtDcg68ffI/AAAAAAAAB8w/3HUcSe45L7I/s1600-h/decorations+001a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411993534368349682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SxtDcg68ffI/AAAAAAAAB8w/3HUcSe45L7I/s200/decorations+001a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See that? It's our first Christmas tree in our new home! The day after he got back from his latest trip to Texas, Chris put it up with Rachael while I was at a doctor's appointment! Before we picked up Gracie at school, we took a trip with Rachael to get some decorations, then after getting Grace, we had the girls pick out which star we would put on top. (They picked the same one!) Then while Rachael was napping, Chris and Grace did some decorating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, after the rain finally stopped, Chris was busy outside. Not mowing this time, though!  We have deer courtesy of his parents, and Gracie and her friend, Noah, named them all...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meet Princess, Austin, Rudolph and Kiki!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411988854251234450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sxs_MGIEpJI/AAAAAAAAB7w/QmmCapTZIhQ/s320/decorations+018a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The girls are big fans of their Frosty, greeting folks as they come to our door!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411988857827673442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sxs_MTcwxWI/AAAAAAAAB74/tnNYu6JLtzc/s320/decorations+017a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earlier this week, the girls cooperated just long enough for one of our friends to take some &lt;em&gt;amazing&lt;/em&gt; pictures of them!  He did an excellent job with them, and I can't wait to put these up, give them to Chris to put up at work, use them for gifts, etc., etc.! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411991747347906514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SxtB0fwEf9I/AAAAAAAAB8A/neVS6oqUFbY/s320/bnewby06a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411992248876696450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SxtCRsF2g4I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/WCQ-01yiiEA/s320/bnewby12a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411992250784416658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SxtCRzMsA5I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/F0vCoelHFB0/s320/bnewby23a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411992237604944066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SxtCRCGdOMI/AAAAAAAAB8I/LGC7peYQSXI/s320/bnewby17a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411992256957890146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SxtCSKMjvmI/AAAAAAAAB8g/Wg-XbhDbA5I/s320/bnewby30a.jpg" /&gt;Hope your holidays are starting out happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-3642750172154456440?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3642750172154456440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=3642750172154456440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3642750172154456440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3642750172154456440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/12/home-for-holidays.html' title='Home for the Holidays'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SxtDcg68ffI/AAAAAAAAB8w/3HUcSe45L7I/s72-c/decorations+001a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-3274499828873759178</id><published>2009-11-30T16:39:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T16:59:56.434-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>Turkey Time 2009</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving is no longer something we celebrate for just one day, it's an EVENT! With Katrina and her family spending the entire week with us, it is filled with family -- and we love every minute of it! This year we had a very special treat in going to Disney World on the first day of the week -- it was Mommy, Gracie, Rachael, Aunt Kiki, Uncle Jerry, Blake, Savannah, Veronica, Nana and Papa! The little ones had a wonderful time, meeting fairies, riding rides, and being pushed or carried all the livelong day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so good to spend that much time with everyone, and we definitely have to get those girls together more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of our time together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Savannah &amp;amp; Gracie ready for their Disney Day!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410016584290030642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SxQ9a3-UVDI/AAAAAAAAB6A/UD7dRD2h6iQ/s320/singdisneygirls+018a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aunt Neener &amp;amp; Veronica in line to meet the fairies!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410016668798555474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SxQ9fyyuFVI/AAAAAAAAB6I/NFsNzcy9JFc/s320/singdisneygirls+024a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All the girls together, getting ready to watch a movie!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410016818968231490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SxQ9oiN9fkI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/K5P8UoXhoE4/s320/singdisneygirls+031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rachael with her cousin, Blake at Nana's house.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410017128537748338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SxQ96jdFc3I/AAAAAAAAB6g/bSZ3TRAFqN8/s320/family+036a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rachael, Gracie &amp;amp; Savannah, playing while Veronica was sleeping on Uncle Chris, then Nana.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410017123520152754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SxQ96QwzBLI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/0X5uRsvw8J0/s320/family+034a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SxQ96xCJKWI/AAAAAAAAB6o/K9SOQo2BRFs/s1600/family+045a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One of my absolute favorite pictures ever!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410018025238632306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SxQ-uv7PF3I/AAAAAAAAB6w/uabPSC_4epM/s400/family+045a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-3274499828873759178?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3274499828873759178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=3274499828873759178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3274499828873759178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3274499828873759178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/11/turkey-time-2009.html' title='Turkey Time 2009'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SxQ9a3-UVDI/AAAAAAAAB6A/UD7dRD2h6iQ/s72-c/singdisneygirls+018a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-3245788453480333054</id><published>2009-10-31T23:36:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:54:19.989-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><title type='text'>Incognito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween isn't a huge deal to us, but this year Chris and I got into it a little more than usual thanks to a costume night that our friends had on the 30th! If you ever watch NCIS, you might recognize...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abby &amp;amp; McGee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398977390850906082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Su0FVPwIl-I/AAAAAAAAB5Q/i3QiKOWUfqk/s320/reeshparty+017a.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We braved the heat for a really fun fall festival today. Gracie was originally supposed to be Belle from Beauty and the Beast, but she said the dress was just "too itchy." (That's Mommy's fault for not trying it on earlier -- it was a dress-up outfit that she's worn several times at a friend's house, but she always has her regular clothes on underneath!) She was bothered enough by it that she was willing to not dress up at all, but thankfully we had a quick fix, so she was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Country Girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398977392155935746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Su0FVUnRxAI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/E1fiscRNW0g/s320/fallfestival+001a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachael was the prettiest little pirate! She wasn't as cooperative in front of the camera, but she held still long enough for this one after getting her face painted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398977398470077426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Su0FVsIr6_I/AAAAAAAAB5g/52GlCinHu7Y/s320/fallfestival+018a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earlier this week, Gracie made a little card for Rachael, and she told me it was for Rachael's birthday in January -- but she wanted to give it to her right then! Of course they have their times when they fuss and fight with each other, but I cherish moments like these!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398977397015963186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Su0FVmt_5jI/AAAAAAAAB5o/_UQoTfCPeEo/s320/reeshparty+001a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-3245788453480333054?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3245788453480333054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=3245788453480333054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3245788453480333054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3245788453480333054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/10/incognito.html' title='Incognito'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Su0FVPwIl-I/AAAAAAAAB5Q/i3QiKOWUfqk/s72-c/reeshparty+017a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-6787250320749494520</id><published>2009-10-20T15:14:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T15:57:26.849-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Steady as she goes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/St4MxdAnDrI/AAAAAAAAB4o/VCOrqx1_xAE/s1600-h/backyard+012a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394763447376744114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/St4MxdAnDrI/AAAAAAAAB4o/VCOrqx1_xAE/s320/backyard+012a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Adorables have hit a lull. A lovely, lovely lull. It's kind of nice to just go with the flow for a little while! Between the house hunt and the girls both starting school, I think it's safe to say that there was a little stress floating around the household. Now that we've all found our little grooves, the breathing is a little easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the left you see the girls playing in the yard one evening a few weeks ago. They had the best time just chasing each other around, sometimes even daring to go barefoot. :-) We've had some interesting weather the past few days -- last Friday we spent a good part of the day at a friend's pool, and by Sunday I was scrambling to find the girls some long sleeves and TIGHTS! And today, Grace wore a sweater to school but by the end of the day she was very comfortable in her t-shirt and shorts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gracie and kindergarten are like peas and carrots. :-) Today she brought home her library book&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/St4Vrjtn3nI/AAAAAAAAB5I/8GM2t4by-T0/s1600-h/backyard+015a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394773241701588594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/St4Vrjtn3nI/AAAAAAAAB5I/8GM2t4by-T0/s200/backyard+015a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and her &lt;a href="http://www.bookitprogram.com/Parents/about.asp"&gt;Book-It&lt;/a&gt; book, and she read her Book-It book to me without &lt;strong&gt;any&lt;/strong&gt; help at all. I will admit that I was a little relieved that she still needed me to read her library book to her! Report cards come out on Thursday, and we have our first parent-teacher conference next week. So far, the only difficulty I've found with kindergarten is figuring out what to pack for her lunch -- she confessed to me this morning that often much of her lunch ends up in the trash. ACK! Although, I helped in her classroom today and then stuck around for lunch, and it was obvious that I'm not the only parent with this issue! Those kids threw out SO MUCH FOOD! So if you have mastered the art of packing a lunch that your kids do not waste, clue me in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gracie's favorite activities during the week at school are P.E. and art, and her favorite daily activity is coloring at the literacy center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/St4UkZWicyI/AAAAAAAAB44/ftw6bh0yVns/s1600-h/carriepool+006a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394772019149697826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/St4UkZWicyI/AAAAAAAAB44/ftw6bh0yVns/s200/carriepool+006a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right now the big deal with Rachael is &lt;strong&gt;potty training&lt;/strong&gt;. After the (mostly self-inflicted) fiasco I had with Grace and potty training, I made the very honest statement that I would rather go through labor and delivery with BOTH GIRLS than have another potty training experience like that. But Rachael, of course, is a do-it-yourselfer. Not long after we moved, she initiated the training. She was doing very, very well, but then I think we may have had a setback after everyone got sick (Gracie came down with the flu and Rachael had bronchitis, then all of us -- Grace included -- picked up the bronchitis). Now it's hit or miss -- but I have learned from my mistakes, and I'm not pushing. She's still showing interest and doing it on her own, and I think soon we'll institute a rewards system and that might give her the extra encouragement she needs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachael is still loving school, she loves any and all art that she gets to do, and she is happy to talk about what she did during the day. She talks about her friends and her teacher the rest of the week. I love how much she loves it! We have no problems getting her up and ready on her school days, that's for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394772347744690594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/St4U3hdsIaI/AAAAAAAAB5A/_Z1otXFTxVM/s200/datenight+001a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really new under the sun for Mommy and Daddy. :-) Well, Chris just had to do a little traveling for work -- they sent him on a very brief trip to California... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;first class&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I could not even try to hide my jealousy! But truthfully, he works so hard, and I think he's more than earned a little upgrade like that!! They are going to be sending him out a couple more times for longer trips, but it's a good thing -- he learned their new software well and trained those in his department, and they're sending him off to do the same elsewhere! As for me, I've started walking regularly, and soon I am going to attempt running. Please note I said &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;attempt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :-) I am still teaching Sunday school every other week at church (3-year-olds), I work in childcare, and I'm beginning to think that having a house may be bringing out the housewife in me -- and I like it! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you're enjoying some beautiful fall weather where you are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-6787250320749494520?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6787250320749494520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=6787250320749494520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6787250320749494520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6787250320749494520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/10/steady-as-she-goes.html' title='Steady as she goes...'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/St4MxdAnDrI/AAAAAAAAB4o/VCOrqx1_xAE/s72-c/backyard+012a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-1670436083302607606</id><published>2009-09-30T16:26:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T16:58:04.038-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>Florida Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SsO_MXmTgaI/AAAAAAAAB3g/iusBxRE9Evs/s1600-h/seaworld+052a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 181px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387359798479258018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SsO_MXmTgaI/AAAAAAAAB3g/iusBxRE9Evs/s200/seaworld+052a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SsO_FfuO82I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/whik0aPE4ek/s1600-h/seaworld+052a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know some people scoff, but I think Floridians appreciate our autumn as much as anyone else. I think we might appreciate it more, considering we don't have as many leaves to rake. ;-) Anyway, today was our first day of cooler weather! Before the girls even went outside, they were asking for their sweaters! So there they are, my little Florida Girls, ready to brave the icy temperature of SEVENTY DEGREES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just over the weekend we were in tank tops and shorts at Sea World!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 139px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387361625004934242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SsPA2r79hGI/AAAAAAAAB3w/qhUEyXvcQhc/s400/hotday.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of weeks ago, Gracie celebrated her 6th birthday. Early that week, we had a few friends over for a birthday playdate. Gracie and I worked together that afternoon to put the stage up for her friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387362249082368354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SsPBbAzncWI/AAAAAAAAB34/wOPyLbL2A8Q/s320/tvstage2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The girls had a great time dressing up, and a few times the runway got some use! (It's got a sensor so that when they head out on the runway, you hear music and applause! Thanks, Papa!) One friend brought over a particular dress that Gracie tends to wear when she goes over to their house to play. We will label this "Daddy's Worst Nightmare":&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387362969999949026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SsPCE-bwvOI/AAAAAAAAB4A/x4Ycp_-CDPg/s200/gracebday09+009a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rachael found another use for the stage when the rest of the girls were back in the bedroom being different variations of princesses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387363486911551842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SsPCjEFF2WI/AAAAAAAAB4I/J0E2HK5K-tA/s320/gracebday09+029a.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;On her actual birthday, we just had family over at the house (it's so nice to be able to fit everyone!), and Gracie got to celebrate again! Publix made the cake for the gathering with friends, but since I'd bought two packages of Funfetti mix, we were able to have a cake that night as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387364469111368754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SsPDcPDxrDI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/TGgTMwDryIA/s320/gracebday09+034a.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rachael loved it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387364470120798354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SsPDcS0cWJI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/pibmjB4Bk30/s320/gracebday09+005a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The girls are still enjoying school, Gracie got the Student of the Week honor last week so we were proud of her for that!  (Each child gets a chance to be it, but I was still pleased!)  When Rachael gets to her preschool class now, she barely spares me a wave!  She just puts her little bag in her cubby, and off she goes!  So far, I haven't cried over this!  :-)  It's actually kind of fun to see her so comfortable and enjoying herself like that, and definitely better than the alternative!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The house is ALMOST done!  I am hoping that when Rachael is at preschool, I can come home and tackle the office -- maybe not get it entirely done, but at least make a decent dent!  We still have a few boxes that I'm ready to sort through and get rid of -- it'll be nice to not have to keep the door closed when we have company!  ;-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in all, things are going well!  Hope you're enjoying the beginning of fall where you are!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-1670436083302607606?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/1670436083302607606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=1670436083302607606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/1670436083302607606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/1670436083302607606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/09/florida-fall.html' title='Florida Fall'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SsO_MXmTgaI/AAAAAAAAB3g/iusBxRE9Evs/s72-c/seaworld+052a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-2361620131653833695</id><published>2009-09-16T23:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:39:04.862-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Gracie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382271709602917778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SrGrmneELZI/AAAAAAAAB3I/O0hEdMrWPUo/s400/AA+Sept+17+03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Six years ago, this little angel with ruby red lips and a headful of thick, dark brown hair came into the world. In a year that had brought a lot of difficult change for our family, she was a bright spot of love and laughter that we needed so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's a little lady, most definitely -- 110% GIRL! She is also precious and sweet, strong-willed and kind. She has a pure, sensitive heart. She is polite, fun to be around, and we are so proud of her and so thankful she is ours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday, Gracie! YOU are one of God's best gifts to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382275486880037330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SrGvCe7G-dI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/HLHHvct1D8g/s400/daddydaughter0605+006a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-2361620131653833695?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2361620131653833695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=2361620131653833695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2361620131653833695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2361620131653833695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-gracie.html' title='Happy Birthday, Gracie!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SrGrmneELZI/AAAAAAAAB3I/O0hEdMrWPUo/s72-c/AA+Sept+17+03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-5904407800162881443</id><published>2009-09-05T10:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T10:48:20.451-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>Country Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace was studying the farm this week, and as part of that they read about the country mouse and the city mouse. On Friday, they were able to dress like a country kid or a city kid, and Gracie chose to go country! She flat out REFUSED to wear overalls, but this dress worked just fine. As you can see, Rachael wanted to be a little bit country herself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377995028190923938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SqJ5-_sjDKI/AAAAAAAAB3A/mnNe5zlb55w/s400/countrygirls+001a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-5904407800162881443?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5904407800162881443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=5904407800162881443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5904407800162881443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5904407800162881443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/09/country-girls.html' title='Country Girls'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SqJ5-_sjDKI/AAAAAAAAB3A/mnNe5zlb55w/s72-c/countrygirls+001a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-2962329397747259722</id><published>2009-09-02T14:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T15:32:55.624-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace'/><title type='text'>School's Cool</title><content type='html'>So far, so good! Both girls are loving every minute of their school days! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sp7HvtaFuiI/AAAAAAAAB1w/NB7pqFVXJOs/s1600-h/faces+001a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sp7H8D4r0gI/AAAAAAAAB2I/bR_v5wZW_xM/s1600-h/faces+001a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 144px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376954839776088578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sp7H8D4r0gI/AAAAAAAAB2I/bR_v5wZW_xM/s200/faces+001a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gracie has adapted to kindergarten as well as she has to any other change in her life, like it's all a breeze! (She gets that from her daddy!) Loves her teacher, loves her activities, and if you ask her what she likes about school, her answer is: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EVERYTHING!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She's already made some friends, and she actually did me a huge favor by being buddy-buddy with a little girl with sweet parents and a little sister that's close to Rachael's age! As an added bonus, they don't live far from us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has already come home and asked to show us a science experiment (we sprinkled pepper in a cup of water, then she put a drop of dish detergent on her fingertip and set it on the top -- she and Rachael were fascinated), she is thrilled that she gets to go to the library (er, &lt;em&gt;media center&lt;/em&gt;, sorry) one day a week, and she adores the P.E. teacher! He is in the car loop directing traffic each day, and Grace has asked for me to park and walk her in because that way we get to drive by him! It's like a celebrity sighting every morning! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day she told me that two boys had asked her to marry them. She told them no. I was happy to hear that, until she told me it was because she was already going to marry her friend, Noah. And then today she asked me if I knew one of her classmates' last names. I didn't, so she caught up with him and asked him herself. He answered, and as we walked away she told me she was going to marry &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;. (It may have been because his last name starts with an &lt;em&gt;M&lt;/em&gt;, I'm not sure.) After we got home and Rachael went down for her nap, I explained that it would be a while before she got married. She wanted to know how long, and I told her she'd probably be around 25 or so, because she had to finish college first. (I was giving her a couple of extra years in case she wanted to get her Master's right away or go to law school or something...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sp7H7oeWKlI/AAAAAAAAB2A/WXnOF4eTxcU/s1600-h/landscapefinale+003c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376954832417860178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sp7H7oeWKlI/AAAAAAAAB2A/WXnOF4eTxcU/s200/landscapefinale+003c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachael is in heaven at preschool! She gets to paint! Play with Play-Doh! Play with stickers! She gets to PAINT! Today when we were dropping Gracie off, she said that she missed her teacher -- it was so cute! If you ask Rachael what her favorite part of school is, she will answer &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Snack time!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so blessed to have two girls that can entertain themselves so well! Rachael is really great when we're at home together. One of her favorite activities is actually helping me with the laundry! She even &lt;em&gt;asks&lt;/em&gt; to help with it -- asking if she can put clothes in the "washing clean." (I'm sure she is trying to say &lt;em&gt;machine&lt;/em&gt;, but it's so cute that it sounds like that!) With the front loaders being lower to the ground, it is very easy for her to put the dirty clothes in and transfer the wet clothes to the dryer, and I think my back appreciates that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we spent the morning at home, and before lunch I was treated to a concert (Rachael the Musician sitting on a chair using unsharpened pencils as drumsticks while music played), went to the doctor (Dr. Rachael listened to my heart and declared, "It's working!" -- good to know!), and got a haircut (Rachael the Stylist said, "Looks good!").&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon we'll be celebrating Grace's 6th birthday! Time definitely does fly by, but I think that's only a bad thing if you're not paying attention as you go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-2962329397747259722?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2962329397747259722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=2962329397747259722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2962329397747259722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2962329397747259722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/09/schools-cool.html' title='School&apos;s Cool'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sp7H8D4r0gI/AAAAAAAAB2I/bR_v5wZW_xM/s72-c/faces+001a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-4905870110646668740</id><published>2009-08-28T17:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T17:55:06.745-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='landscaping'/><title type='text'>Before and After, Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Chris and I spent last Saturday clearing this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375136006200539074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SphRuAz-t8I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/GT-zkmiu9Cc/s320/landscape081509+011a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until it looked like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375136021747973186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SphRu6uxvEI/AAAAAAAAB1g/pizwiUMOSLg/s320/landscapefinale+001a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then Chris spent all of today making it look like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375136032923722754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SphRvkXSJAI/AAAAAAAAB1o/Epka9MTICfY/s320/landscapefinale+017a.jpg" /&gt; What a difference!  He did a great job!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-4905870110646668740?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4905870110646668740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=4905870110646668740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4905870110646668740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4905870110646668740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/08/before-and-after-part-ii.html' title='Before and After, Part II'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SphRuAz-t8I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/GT-zkmiu9Cc/s72-c/landscape081509+011a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-3605343761072272544</id><published>2009-08-18T11:16:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T14:42:56.887-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first day of school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><title type='text'>First Day #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SorHDtbtROI/AAAAAAAAB04/VwYseHUMZtw/s1600-h/rachpreschool+005a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371324372142081250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SorHDtbtROI/AAAAAAAAB04/VwYseHUMZtw/s320/rachpreschool+005a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Miss Rachael has been so excited about school! Last night we went to Target, and for some reason she thought we were going to take her to school &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt;. When we told her we were just going to a store, she started wailing! This morning, she was all excited! She was practicing saying her teacher's name, she was talking about seeing her friends -- she was thrilled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the classroom, she immediately headed for a table with crayons and paper. There were a couple of kids who started crying (and one who bolted out the door after her mommy left!), but Rachael wasn't one of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rachael was checking out one of her new friends, who was crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371324600599127666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SorHRAgHJnI/AAAAAAAAB1A/yMpES4qNmP4/s200/rachpreschool+009a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enough of that -- back to coloring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371325441963928738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SorIB-1HLKI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/ZY7jFvf-sw0/s200/rachpreschool+010a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her a high five as I left, and then she rushed around to give me a hug. Well, I &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; she was coming to give me a hug. I thought she said, "Mommy! Wait!" So I stopped and knelt down to hug her, and then she looked at me and said, "Mommy! &lt;em&gt;PAINT!&lt;/em&gt;" I had told her a long time ago that they might paint sometimes in her class -- apparently she remembered that! I told her maybe she could go ask her teacher, and as she headed towards her, I made my exit. I waited in the hall for a little bit, trying to stay out of sight. I didn't hear my girl crying, so I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; cried. Just a little! After I ran a couple of errands, coming back to the house with no one here except Snickers was a little strange! I look forward to picking her up (in just a little bit actually) and hearing all about her first day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE&lt;/strong&gt;: Rachael came out the door from preschool with a note from her teacher saying she went potty TWO TIMES, and she was "a great helper"! :-) As if that wasn't enough, when we brought Gracie home, she showed us how she can tie her shoes all by herself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-3605343761072272544?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3605343761072272544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=3605343761072272544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3605343761072272544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3605343761072272544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-2.html' title='First Day #2'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SorHDtbtROI/AAAAAAAAB04/VwYseHUMZtw/s72-c/rachpreschool+005a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-464042179529761412</id><published>2009-08-15T22:31:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T22:44:45.226-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='landscaping'/><title type='text'>Before and After, Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris is very fortunate to have every other Friday off from work. It is very rare that he actually takes a day &lt;em&gt;OFF&lt;/em&gt;, though. The man is always working on something. And now, of course, with the new house, there are plenty of projects to keep him busy. The first thing on his list was the landscaping in the front yard. I posted a picture of the house before, &lt;a href="http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-keep-swimming.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (scroll to the bottom). Looks nice, doesn't it? Although the tenants took excellent care of the inside of the house (it was basically immaculate), this is what the area in front of the left window looked like when we got here (I took this yesterday):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370385388783954802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SodxDr1qa3I/AAAAAAAAB0g/tv4zDwn-VqQ/s320/landscape081509+002a.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a half day (of his "off" Friday) and basically a full day of work, here is Chris' finished product, and this was taken earlier this afternoon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 221px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370385392734827074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SodxD6jn8kI/AAAAAAAAB0o/wEl4OO9X8bw/s320/landscape081509+033a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris is my hero!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for next weekend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370385401259388866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SodxEaUCb8I/AAAAAAAAB0w/X3ENSSyF3wg/s320/landscape081509+011a.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-464042179529761412?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/464042179529761412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=464042179529761412' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/464042179529761412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/464042179529761412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/08/before-and-after-part-i.html' title='Before and After, Part I'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SodxDr1qa3I/AAAAAAAAB0g/tv4zDwn-VqQ/s72-c/landscape081509+002a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-7127739791420531424</id><published>2009-08-13T13:26:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T13:45:41.742-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first day of school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kindergarten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace'/><title type='text'>First Day #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SoRNzJj5QUI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/YoyIO0y71oA/s1600-h/graciek+022a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 167px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369502196867612994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SoRNzJj5QUI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/YoyIO0y71oA/s200/graciek+022a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amazingly enough, nobody cried on Grace's first day of kindergarten! I'm kind of surprised at myself since I got a little misty-eyed when I was making her lunch last night, but today at the school everyone had dry eyes! Daddy was able to join us, and of course Rachael came along for the ride -- asking if she could go to her school pretty much all morning! Tuesday apparently can't come fast enough! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have heard nothing but great things about Gracie's teacher, and she was comfortable with her right away when she went in for her assessment on Wednesday. That was such a relief! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SoRQVWlfXqI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/dUSIs13CU4U/s1600-h/graciek+027a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369504983502773922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SoRQVWlfXqI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/dUSIs13CU4U/s200/graciek+027a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Here is Grace going into her classroom, with her teacher greeting her. The teacher wears an apron with four different greeting options that they point to and choose: a hug (heart), a smile (smiley face), fist bump (fists) or a "good morning" (sunshine). Upon meeting her teacher yesterday, and again today, Gracie chose the hug. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We do it all again on Tuesday! I'm hoping for a repeat when it comes to the tears -- but sometimes Rachael can surprise us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-7127739791420531424?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/7127739791420531424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=7127739791420531424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7127739791420531424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7127739791420531424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-1.html' title='First Day #1'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SoRNzJj5QUI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/YoyIO0y71oA/s72-c/graciek+022a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-5096646117788774209</id><published>2009-08-11T14:20:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:02:11.137-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>First Post from THE NEW HOUSE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, how I wish I had some pictures to offer you! I tried to take some photos the other day, but I just don't have a gift for getting the right perspectives and everything! I hope to get some though, especially some before-and-after shots of the work in the yard that Chris will be doing! He's already made some vast improvements! The yard is in great shape, but there are a bunch of weeds in the landscaping, and he wants to make some more changes. He'll be great at it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The week before last, I had a bunch of wonderful friends that watched Rachael during the mornings (while Grace was at a VBS at the church where she'd gone to VPK), and I packed away! The next week, Grace was at dance camp and I was helping with the arts camp (helping lead the drama class, what a shock!) at our church. That FRIDAY was closing and that weekend we had our plans to move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SoG7zcS70yI/AAAAAAAABzQ/p9y7W8oT64w/s1600-h/home+001a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 171px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368778723245675298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SoG7zcS70yI/AAAAAAAABzQ/p9y7W8oT64w/s200/home+001a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday morning at 8:30 a.m., Chris and I went to sign a bunch of papers (that's us right after with our keys -- can you tell we're happy??), while his mom took Grace to dance camp and watched Rachael. Right after closing, I headed to the church for the last day of the arts camp. The performance for their families was at 11:30 a.m. While I was there, Chris and his mom started moving a ton of stuff over to the house! We took some more stuff over when I got back, and Chris took the first shower in the new house (without hot water, the breaker for the a/c and hot water heater was turned off!), &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; we rushed over to the dance studio for Grace's performance. WHEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All weekend I was in awe of the help we had, it was incredible! So many people came to lend a hand, and we were so appreciative!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We still have a long way to go, of course, but we can take our time! IT'S OUR HOUSE! Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SoG90KJqIxI/AAAAAAAABzo/ULtZ2wZEdWk/s1600-h/home+006a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 182px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368780934578053906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SoG90KJqIxI/AAAAAAAABzo/ULtZ2wZEdWk/s200/home+006a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grace has made herself right at home, she loves it! &lt;em&gt;(Check her out &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SoG9LXvkVPI/AAAAAAAABzY/N-064OLWeZg/s1600-h/home+006a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;playing her current favorite, Mario Kart.)&lt;/em&gt; Rachael took a little &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SoG-QfZytKI/AAAAAAAABz4/9OjYgzp_NSQ/s1600-h/home+009a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368781421319206050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SoG-QfZytKI/AAAAAAAABz4/9OjYgzp_NSQ/s200/home+009a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more time getting used to it, for a few days she kept asking when we were going to "the different house." &lt;em&gt;(She's checking out a bagworm that was right outside the front door.)&lt;/em&gt; They both LOVE the space they have! We've already had a couple of their friends over for a visit, and it makes such a huge difference! I think Snickers is still getting adjusted -- she is definitely not acting like herself, but hopefully she'll realize that this is HOME, and she can get quite a workout speeding around the house!  I really want to take her for a walk around the neighborhood, but she quits before I do in this heat!  However, I will have more time soon since...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE GIRLS GO BACK TO SCHOOL! &lt;/strong&gt; Well, Grace goes back, Rachael is starting!  Grace's first day of kindergarten is this Thursday (we meet her teacher and she has her assessment tomorrow), and Rachael begins preschool at the church two days a week next Tuesday!  (We will also go to &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; open house tomorrow, right after we leave Grace's school.)  I am praying that Grace will adapt this year as well as she did last year -- her first day of VPK, she didn't know anyone at all.  Even though some familiar faces will be at the same school, so far I haven't talked to anyone that has the same teacher.  I am excited for her, though!  Rachael is READY!  She has been asking to go to school!  I know she's going to have so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many changes in such a short amount of time!  But so many positive changes, and so many blessings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-5096646117788774209?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5096646117788774209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=5096646117788774209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5096646117788774209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5096646117788774209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-post-from-new-house.html' title='First Post from THE NEW HOUSE!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SoG7zcS70yI/AAAAAAAABzQ/p9y7W8oT64w/s72-c/home+001a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-2564157521599673560</id><published>2009-07-21T23:26:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T00:20:06.972-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>Lovin' Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Swim lessons finished up the first week of July, but here are some pictures from the last lessons that I love: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grace and Rachael, poolside.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361130419570271442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SmaPtk0G5NI/AAAAAAAABzA/mperCoiD1YU/s400/summerfun+002a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Faith and Grace, cutest friends!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361129958885347410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SmaPSwoQ0FI/AAAAAAAABy4/hKdoU53ucqE/s320/summerfun+003a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rachael gives Miss Annamarie "smooches"&lt;br /&gt;(especially nice since she cried during most of the lessons!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361128644499524498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SmaOGQKQy5I/AAAAAAAAByg/hQRUPMqn-70/s320/summerfun+048a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My OWN proud moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Being able to swim across the pool, keeping Rachael's head (and mine) above water!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361128652260972882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SmaOGtEvGVI/AAAAAAAAByo/9NV0O3QyXiw/s320/summerfun+062a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SmaOu7nbQiI/AAAAAAAAByw/5RMkUFn9VHo/s1600-h/zoo0714+103a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361129343359336994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SmaOu7nbQiI/AAAAAAAAByw/5RMkUFn9VHo/s200/zoo0714+103a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week we braved the hot, sticky weather and ventured to the zoo with some friends! Thankfully, not all that long ago our zoo improved their just-for-kids area, so now there's a place for the kids to cool off and splash around. I'm told that there's also a play area and a petting zoo, but we've never made it past the water! Once the girls get there, we're done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week Grace has been enjoying VBS at the church where her VPK was, so she's been able to spend some time with kids from her class and of course loves that! I have been SO blessed because during this time, Rachael has had playdates so I can PACK!!! Everything is still looking good for a closing at the end of the month! The home inspection went very well -- one thing that was found turned out to be a precaution that was taken by the owner to prevent damage, and another issue was resolved the day the owner was notified of it! And it was even a minor thing that Chris was willing to fix himself! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were at the house for the home inspection, and I just couldn't help myself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hugs for the beautiful refrigerator!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361130862097484322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SmaQHVW0SiI/AAAAAAAABzI/Kl4YmEJ2cBo/s320/summerfun+097a.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I can do some before-and-after shots once we're moved in! I took some pictures when we walked through, but I don't think I was able to get the right angles and everything. We'll see! It's so exciting though!!  Nearly 7 years in the making, and God clearly had a plan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-2564157521599673560?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2564157521599673560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=2564157521599673560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2564157521599673560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2564157521599673560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/07/lovin-summer.html' title='Lovin&apos; Summer'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SmaPtk0G5NI/AAAAAAAABzA/mperCoiD1YU/s72-c/summerfun+002a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-5106185481988805217</id><published>2009-07-05T15:58:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:34:29.455-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>Just keep swimming!</title><content type='html'>There was one week between VBS ending and our swim lessons beginning! We kept busy during those few days by having friends over so their moms could get to appointments, and I even managed to survive a couple of days with my personal worst nightmare: &lt;strong&gt;PLAY-DOH!&lt;/strong&gt; As much as kids love Play-Doh, I fear it! The texture, the smell, everything! I wash my hands everytime I touch it! But Rachael had never played with it before, and I wanted to give them something fun and creative to do, so out it came. (As did the wax paper to put over the dining room table.) Amazingly, there was hardly any on the floor, and none of it went in anybody's mouth. Even when Rachael's idea of playing with it turned into this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355074298665545858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SlELs8XIsII/AAAAAAAABxA/R2r7_iNDsvE/s320/swim+003a.jpg" /&gt; Swim lessons began, and Grace is still a little fish! She has some technical issues to work on (blowing bubbles while she's under water, mostly), and Rachael... Well, Rachael has to work on not screaming, crying and basically having the biggest fits EVER during lessons. She's happy as a clam when she can play on her own in the shallow part, but the minute we bring her in further to actually learn something, she goes nuts! And it's not that she's scared -- she just doesn't have control, and she hates that! (Oh, how I look forward to the teenage years!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Grace under the water (she's pretty fast!), and then Rachael, who's pouting. She wasn't allowed to play with some of the toys until she tried to blow some bubbles, or at least kick from the side of the pool. She managed to kick a few times in order to play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 189px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355074303882102626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SlELtPy3B2I/AAAAAAAABxQ/VwZVratEyMw/s320/swim+025a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355074298980446738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SlELs9iNshI/AAAAAAAABxI/hMjn0Q2k2f0/s320/swim+021a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SlEMF_R5UWI/AAAAAAAABxY/BiKdJdqNe28/s1600-h/swim+045a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355074728945602914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SlEMF_R5UWI/AAAAAAAABxY/BiKdJdqNe28/s200/swim+045a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aren't these towels adorable? The girls got them for Christmas from Grandma and Grandpa and I waited until now to break them out! They love them! Grace's is The Little Mermaid, and Rachael is obviously a princess! ;-)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SlEMPBTDqYI/AAAAAAAABxg/efTbQMktOwA/s1600-h/swim+068a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 164px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355074884106168706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SlEMPBTDqYI/AAAAAAAABxg/efTbQMktOwA/s200/swim+068a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have two lessons left, then another week that we've already got some activities planned, and then Grace will go to another VBS, followed by a dance camp! That's going to be a good little practice for school (for both of us!), because she'll be there from about 9:30 am - 3:30 pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how fast the summer has gone by already, and how much we've actually had going on! It's been so much fun, and I've really enjoyed my time with the girls! I know we still have a little over a month left, but I honestly thought I would be longing for August to come around and that's definitely not the case! I'm so excited for them to start school, but I think I'm going to miss them a little more after this summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and one more thing... Grace and Rachael aren't the only ones keeping busy this summer! We ask that you keep praying for us as we prepare for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355075488587685330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SlEMyNKrndI/AAAAAAAABxo/9ym373g46Wo/s320/OURHOUSE!.jpg" /&gt; Our move into &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;OUR NEW HOME!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Our closing date is set for July 31st, and we are definitely asking for prayers that as we come to the end of this process everything will go smoothly! Including packing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those of you that have been praying as we've been looking -- it's been a learning and growing experience, and I wouldn't trade any of it! Well, I'd probably go back to fix my attitude in the beginning, but otherwise I wouldn't change a thing! ;-) Thank you so much for lifting us up, we have felt your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously there will be more to come! We'll keep you posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-5106185481988805217?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5106185481988805217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=5106185481988805217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5106185481988805217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5106185481988805217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-keep-swimming.html' title='Just keep swimming!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SlELs8XIsII/AAAAAAAABxA/R2r7_iNDsvE/s72-c/swim+003a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-6523760857236100680</id><published>2009-06-13T15:44:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T16:06:47.648-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy-Daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VBS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>Daddy-Daughter Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today Chris and his dad headed over to the Bass Pro Shop in Orlando -- and they took the girls! From what I saw on their website, it seemed like they had a lot to look at and even some activities for kids this weekend, so I hope they're having a good time! Chris is fearless when it comes to taking the girls places, and they love to do pretty much anything with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Friday, Chris and Grace went to a Daddy-Daughter Dance hosted by a church. The girls made cards for their dads, they got their picture taken, they got to make cupcakes, and there was dancing! We didn't think Rachael would be up for it this time around, so she hung out with me -- but Chris said later that she probably would've gotten out on the dance floor! Here's a picture of Chris and Grace before they left...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346901590936236386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SjQCqvi5sWI/AAAAAAAABwg/0fgKZnbbI44/s320/daddydaughter0605+004a.jpg" /&gt;Last night as I was putting the girls to bed, I stepped out of the room for a moment and heard Grace calling me. &lt;em&gt;"Mom, Rachael's doin' something!"&lt;/em&gt; Lately, it's usually, &lt;em&gt;"Mom, Rachael's naked again!"&lt;/em&gt; Sometimes it's because she wants to try to go potty or her diaper needs changing -- either way, it could mean that potty training is on the horizon for her. But last night, it was just Rachael being mischievous. I came into the room and she had pulled herself up on their little kitchen counter and was standing up behind it.  Check out her little face -- the picture of innocence, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346902932536933266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SjQD41Zbu5I/AAAAAAAABw4/DCwtw6PmdPU/s320/bedtime+005a.jpg" /&gt;VBS was last week, and everyone had a great time!  Grace had a class filled with her friends, Rachael was wonderful in childcare (once again I was told how helpful she is when it comes to cleaning up!), and I had the opportunity to lead the children's (1st-6th graders') Bible story time each day.  It was a lot of work, but it was so much fun -- my favorite part was reenacting a storm by turning on a box fan and squirting the kids with a water bottle!  (It was their favorite part too -- every day after that, they asked me to squirt them!)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems like the calendar keeps filling up -- swim lessons will start soon, and Grace has activities through the church that she gets to attend this year!  I think to be safe I may just schedule dates where we make a point to not plan anything!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're continuing to enjoy your summer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-6523760857236100680?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6523760857236100680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=6523760857236100680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6523760857236100680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6523760857236100680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/06/daddy-daughter-days.html' title='Daddy-Daughter Days'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SjQCqvi5sWI/AAAAAAAABwg/0fgKZnbbI44/s72-c/daddydaughter0605+004a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-7009739911340034451</id><published>2009-06-03T21:40:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:01:30.678-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>End of the Year - Beginning of Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace's last week of school brought us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Water Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343281669480466002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SicmXlQ9RlI/AAAAAAAABvg/aaWp-7a17oI/s200/graduation+001a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A little bit of (cute) attitude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343281673372799810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SicmXzw9k0I/AAAAAAAABvo/GVVPKZcUK8Q/s200/graduation+003a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rachael's first haircut with Kathy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SicmYFH6aoI/AAAAAAAABvw/dLYipbKcnf0/s1600-h/graduation+007a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343281678032464514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SicmYFH6aoI/AAAAAAAABvw/dLYipbKcnf0/s200/graduation+007a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pajama Day! (Nope, I didn't join her!) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343281679807569810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SicmYLvIX5I/AAAAAAAABv4/cZItzNWtWd8/s200/graduation+008a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, Graduation Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343282387871249042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SicnBZeqspI/AAAAAAAABwA/sK7SJlDy6Os/s320/graduation+017a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The girls got to go to the pool with their babysitter on Friday, a birthday party for a friend of Grace's at a community pool on Saturday, and then Sunday night was Grace's end-of-the year program at church!  She sang every word to every song, she has come so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a big day for us -- it was the girls' first real trip to the beach!  Yep, you read that right -- born and raised in Florida and, at 5 and 2, today was their first time to really have a beach day!  Grace went when she was 2, but it was in December and it was only so her Uncle Jerry could take some great pictures of her.  The girls had a BLAST!  Surprisingly, Grace was a lot braver than Rachael, bounding into the water with her buddy, Faith!  Rachael wanted to hang back at first.  After a while she realized it wasn't so bad and let me and Faith's mom bring her further into the water, with us helping her jump when the little waves broke!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Splishing and splashing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343284435449781170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sico4lTbm7I/AAAAAAAABwI/jVz1YlEA28A/s320/beachday+005a.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rachael heads towards the water -- you can see the hesitancy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343285340147262514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SicptPkHpDI/AAAAAAAABwY/AKIsFkBy1aM/s320/beachday+011a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your summer is off to a great start too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-7009739911340034451?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/7009739911340034451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=7009739911340034451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7009739911340034451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7009739911340034451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/06/end-of-year-beginning-of-summer.html' title='End of the Year - Beginning of Summer!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SicmXlQ9RlI/AAAAAAAABvg/aaWp-7a17oI/s72-c/graduation+001a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-7420506644042756443</id><published>2009-05-25T23:08:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:58:59.613-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Busch Gardens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>To Know Them Is To Love Them</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May has been an eventful month, and we're not even finished yet! Mother's Day, Chris' birthday, Grace's "graduation" coming up, as well as her end of the year program at church! Busy, busy! This week at school Grace gets to have water day (wearing her swimsuit to school, she's so excited!), pizza and pajama day (and yes, I'm thinking about just bringing her to school while wearing mine, ha!), and then her graduation. WOW! Then it's June and the second week of that month brings Vacation Bible School! Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/ShtgjZJnHiI/AAAAAAAABuo/GBtbWpqUpL0/s1600-h/bloggatg0516+123a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 165px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339967944340741666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/ShtgjZJnHiI/AAAAAAAABuo/GBtbWpqUpL0/s200/bloggatg0516+123a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For Chris' birthday a couple of weekends ago, we went to Busch Gardens in Tampa. It just so happened that they were having their first annual Glory At The Gardens event, so we not only got to enjoy a day at the park, but we also were able to hear and see a &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/ShtgtUHOlMI/AAAAAAAABuw/82FzeMHTyOY/s1600-h/bloggatg0516+108a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 175px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339968114787259586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/ShtgtUHOlMI/AAAAAAAABuw/82FzeMHTyOY/s200/bloggatg0516+108a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;few concerts -- including Steven Curtis Chapman and Matthew West!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Originally, the plan was that Chris and I would go on our own and leave the girls with the grandparents. However, their grandparents have busy schedules too! I'll admit that I was really looking forward to spending the day alone with Chris, but I quickly warmed up to the idea of having the girls along -- and we had such a wonderful time! We hadn't been to Busch Gardens with Rachael since she was about 2 months old, so taking her was a real treat! We were able to get up close and personal views of many of the animals this time around, and the girls loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969054407238898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/ShthkAeFpPI/AAAAAAAABu4/YYntZ5mKPdY/s320/bloggatg0516+069a.jpg" /&gt;The kids' section at Busch Gardens is really great -- Rachael was able to ride all but one ride, and they didn't need an adult on anything! It totally and completely warmed my heart that they chose to ride everything together, they never split up even when it was an option!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339969841153493474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/ShtiRzVAyeI/AAAAAAAABvA/30qZdGIgBes/s320/bloggatg0516+090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last year, I was intimidated by the summer months approaching -- at the time, Grace was only going to school 3 days out of the week, and I didn't know what I was going to do with both girls home! This year, I am looking forward to spending all that extra time with them! I am sure that there will be days when I will be begging to fast forward to August, but really and truly, the older they get, the more fun they are!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Shtnkwq0w0I/AAAAAAAABvI/bwsRrDpZlnY/s1600-h/bloggatg0516+099a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 131px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339975664415327042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Shtnkwq0w0I/AAAAAAAABvI/bwsRrDpZlnY/s200/bloggatg0516+099a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grace is just growing, physically and emotionally. She seems to have a really sensitive heart, reacting strongly when she sees someone hurting. She loves to draw, and anytime she does she includes her friends and family members in her pictures and tells a story about what's going on. She never wants to keep her artwork, she always wants to give it to someone -- usually me or Chris! Grace is most often given compliments regarding her excellent manners! I'm really hoping and praying that she continues with that -- it is a blessing to be around people, especially children, with great manners!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rachael is still quite a handful, but these days &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Shtn6HpON0I/AAAAAAAABvY/KkAbmR9kZGI/s1600-h/bloggatg0516+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 194px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339976031359874882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Shtn6HpON0I/AAAAAAAABvY/KkAbmR9kZGI/s200/bloggatg0516+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it's in a more playful, fun way than a screaming, fitful way! :-) She loves to make us laugh -- and if she gets a laugh, she'll repeat what she's done over and over again! Apparently she's something of a chatterbox, but she saves that for when Chris and I aren't around! Sure, she talks at home, but I'm told she'll talk the childcare workers' ears off at church! She's definitely getting easier to understand, and she's picking up a lot from her best teacher -- Grace! It will be so fun to see how she grows when she starts preschool in the fall! I am so excited about her teacher, I know it'll be a great year!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More to come later this week -- I'm hoping that Grace will agree to wear her little cap and gown so I can snag a picture or two! Right now she's saying that she doesn't want to wear it, she said she's afraid she won't look cute!! I told her that just wasn't possible!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope that your family is doing well and getting ready to enjoy a fun summer!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-7420506644042756443?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/7420506644042756443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=7420506644042756443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7420506644042756443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7420506644042756443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-know-them-is-to-love-them.html' title='To Know Them Is To Love Them'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/ShtgjZJnHiI/AAAAAAAABuo/GBtbWpqUpL0/s72-c/bloggatg0516+123a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-3825983146050183245</id><published>2009-05-11T16:26:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:57:03.389-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sea World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>Mother's DayS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SgiL1anj_II/AAAAAAAABtA/IqbN1o8Wawk/s1600-h/mommydaysw+009a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334667508414938242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SgiL1anj_II/AAAAAAAABtA/IqbN1o8Wawk/s200/mommydaysw+009a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It all started last Thursday, when Gracie's class had a Mother's Day banquet in the morning! A very sweet friend let Rachael spend some time with her kiddos and I took Grace to school for the festivities -- she was so excited! We went to chapel together, and then headed back to the classroom for breakfast, which was served to the moms by their kids, and then they gave us hand massages with lotion the teachers had set out! It was precious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SgiLuvTojyI/AAAAAAAABs4/ansF3wYJHfc/s1600-h/mommydaysw+022a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334667393709412130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SgiLuvTojyI/AAAAAAAABs4/ansF3wYJHfc/s200/mommydaysw+022a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Saturday we took the girls to Sea World and just had a blast! They got to enjoy the water fun in the kids' area this time -- which was definitely needed since it was 95 degrees outside! (And it's only May!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rachael playing at the smallest fountains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334667965113777874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SgiMP_9DPtI/AAAAAAAABtI/WeY61HPDv6I/s320/mommydaysw+028a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grace waited a long time for her turn with this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334667964701622578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SgiMP-ayQTI/AAAAAAAABtQ/tzLidOY0WLc/s320/mommydaysw+038a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chris taking a little break! :-)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334667967827686786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SgiMQKEGNYI/AAAAAAAABtY/e4XK6fVY0ao/s320/mommydaysw+080a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to church on Sunday morning and then headed over to GG's to spend the afternoon with her, Grandma, Grandpa, and Aunt Carol. The girls had so much fun playing with Aunt Carol, she really gave them a run for their money! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some fun faces from Rachael!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SgiNDjx4LMI/AAAAAAAABtg/6gr2pJuoyOg/s1600-h/mothersday051009+002a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334668850903919810" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SgiNDjx4LMI/AAAAAAAABtg/6gr2pJuoyOg/s200/mothersday051009+002a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SgiND5YiUvI/AAAAAAAABto/lX41vHcSbAM/s1600-h/mothersday051009+006a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334668856703210226" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SgiND5YiUvI/AAAAAAAABto/lX41vHcSbAM/s200/mothersday051009+006a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SgiNEFEjFoI/AAAAAAAABtw/_BYIYIiJfJo/s1600-h/mothersday051009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334668859840599682" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SgiNEFEjFoI/AAAAAAAABtw/_BYIYIiJfJo/s200/mothersday051009+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and my girls on Mother's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SgiOE5qXLtI/AAAAAAAABt4/6zk0Rnr3U08/s1600-h/mothersday051009+008a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334669973469474514" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SgiOE5qXLtI/AAAAAAAABt4/6zk0Rnr3U08/s200/mothersday051009+008a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SgiOFDVcATI/AAAAAAAABuA/Fuz067iXNxw/s1600-h/mothersday051009+010a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334669976066064690" style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SgiOFDVcATI/AAAAAAAABuA/Fuz067iXNxw/s200/mothersday051009+010a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon enough we will be watching Grace "graduate" from VPK and start our summer activities!  Grace is already excited about Vacation Bible School (she'll get to go to two this year)!  I hope the girls and I will find a lot of fun things to do this summer, since in just three months Grace will be starting kindergarten and Rachael will start preschool!!  I'm excited about Rachael heading to school, though, because I know she's ready for it!  I stopped walking Grace to her class during the week because Rachael never wanted to leave!  :-)  She'll be so excited to be able to go to a class of her own!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope the moms among my friends and family reading this enjoyed your day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-3825983146050183245?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3825983146050183245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=3825983146050183245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3825983146050183245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3825983146050183245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-days.html' title='Mother&apos;s DayS'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SgiL1anj_II/AAAAAAAABtA/IqbN1o8Wawk/s72-c/mommydaysw+009a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-3080424923159898311</id><published>2009-04-12T21:47:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:16:47.312-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>We survived Spring Break!</title><content type='html'>That was one fun week! I knew I needed to keep the girls happy and busy while Grace was out of school -- so Grace wouldn't get bored, and so Rachael wouldn't be unhappy with her sister being at home so much! :-) Thankfully, on Monday we had a playdate with friends, and then Tuesday we had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAJAMA DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323987310849631634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SeKaQGPhJZI/AAAAAAAABsA/2afm0qfLkgc/s320/pjday040709+037a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Yep, we're all in our pajamas and, nope, we are NOT at home! I declared Tuesday to be Pajama Day, and the girls and I headed out to the mall. Yes, we went out in public in our pajamas. Thankfully a few other friends joined us -- although I was only joined by one other mom in the wearing of the pj's! Grace LOVED the idea, she thought it was great, and we really did have a blast! (The high was only 70 on Tuesday, so we were dressed warm -- Florida girls, remember!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't make any plans for Wednesday, figuring we'd need one day of rest. I had some plans for things to do with the girls indoors that required a trip to the store, but Rachael surprised me by sleeping until close to ELEVEN A.M.! Not only did she sleep that late, but both girls ended up taking an afternoon nap. I got to go out with a friend that night as well, so I think Wednesday can be declared MOMMY DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SeKdvn-PaRI/AAAAAAAABsY/DtiHrxvN2yk/s1600-h/pinwheel+017a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323991151014799634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SeKdvn-PaRI/AAAAAAAABsY/DtiHrxvN2yk/s200/pinwheel+017a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They had a couple of mornings with their grandma while I had Bible study and another morning was spent house hunting (nothing yet!), and then one afternoon before Daddy got home, we went outside with the pinwheels Grandma had gotten them. There was a great breeze, and it was much better than the girls nearly hyperventilating inside trying to get them to spin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323990890475010050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SeKdgdYtuAI/AAAAAAAABsI/QCLP56qWx7o/s200/pinwheel+007a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friday evening we had pictures taken for the church directory, and RACHAEL SMILED! I almost wanted to buy a package just to have photographic evidence! She wasn't even holding her burp cloth, either!! On Saturday, we went to see&lt;em&gt; Monsters vs. Aliens&lt;/em&gt;, and both girls will tell you they got a little scared during the movie. When you ask Rachael, she will hold up her hands in little fists underneath her chin, open her eyes wide and say, "It skeer me!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, of course, Sunday was EASTER! We had a great day at church, then we were at Nana's afterwards for food, family and fun! Here are the girls in their Easter dresses -- and Grace's was made for her by Aunt Carol! Beautiful!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SeKfdySlALI/AAAAAAAABsg/8anvf1vk9XY/s1600-h/easter+001a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323993043570065586" style="WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SeKfdySlALI/AAAAAAAABsg/8anvf1vk9XY/s320/easter+001a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SeKfdxVI1iI/AAAAAAAABso/BZji_nxsmEA/s1600-h/easter+006a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323993043312367138" style="WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SeKfdxVI1iI/AAAAAAAABso/BZji_nxsmEA/s320/easter+006a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Now we return to our regularly scheduled programming! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-3080424923159898311?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3080424923159898311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=3080424923159898311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3080424923159898311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3080424923159898311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-survived-spring-break.html' title='We survived Spring Break!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SeKaQGPhJZI/AAAAAAAABsA/2afm0qfLkgc/s72-c/pjday040709+037a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-4185359885251747532</id><published>2009-04-06T01:48:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T15:47:35.177-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='egg hunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>Breaking Spring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SdmXzTyZq3I/AAAAAAAABrA/AmOdI9t-JaE/s1600-h/eggsrotary+022a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321451342455745394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SdmXzTyZq3I/AAAAAAAABrA/AmOdI9t-JaE/s200/eggsrotary+022a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess Spring Break officially started on Saturday, so we began the time with an Easter egg hunt at church! Before you could say "Peter &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sdmbt6qPDgI/AAAAAAAABr4/dqBznufS3c4/s1600-h/eggsrotary+023a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321455647857774082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sdmbt6qPDgI/AAAAAAAABr4/dqBznufS3c4/s200/eggsrotary+023a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cottontail," the kids had collected all the eggs, but the girls (and the rest of the kids) seemed to have a lot of fun! Of course Grace and Rachael have had a blast emptying their baskets and taking out their little treasures again... and again... and again! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie has been on a walking kick lately! One week I think she asked us if we could go on a walk every afternoon! She's wanted to ride her bike (which she's almost too big for!!), so while we were still enjoying some gorgeous weather, we went for a stroll around the complex and ended up at the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She won't stop growing, no matter how much I beg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321452923039184146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SdmZPT629RI/AAAAAAAABrQ/L63wH-BMXdg/s320/eggsrotary+035a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Getting a push by her big sister, and loving every minute of it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321452926941243234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SdmZPidLp2I/AAAAAAAABrY/cZKyRDeEGAk/s320/eggsrotary+046a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Sunday we went to a picnic (client appreciation, woo-hoo!), and we knew as soon as we got there that we were going to have to eat fast so we could get the girls on the playground! It was a great way to start the week and a wonderful time together as a family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A photographer from the local newspaper asked to take a couple of shots of Chris and Rachael coming down the slide -- I don't blame him, it was so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321455377837260818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SdmbeMwVABI/AAAAAAAABrg/cWA9ETGsIc8/s320/eggsrotary+071a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rachael all smiles with Daddy after getting most of her arm soaking wet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321455379277518386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SdmbeSHtljI/AAAAAAAABro/RhdxoJtbn4Y/s320/eggsrotary+077a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And while I could not talk Rachael into a posed picture,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grace was more than happy to help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is just one of many she hammed it up for!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321455380376202274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SdmbeWNqLCI/AAAAAAAABrw/UZEapgp5bK0/s320/eggsrotary+085a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm hoping to have some creative fun with the girls this week so Grace won't miss school too much! It'll give me some practice for this summer!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, remember our little timeline that I mentioned at the end of &lt;a href="http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-feast.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;? Well, some of you suggested that perhaps it was time for us to have another kid. Instead of doing that, I thought I'd go ahead and have some surgery myself! ;-) It's not a big deal, really just a test, but I would appreciate the prayers just the same!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope that you're enjoying your spring, and our friends and family up north will be through with their cold weather soon enough!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-4185359885251747532?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4185359885251747532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=4185359885251747532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4185359885251747532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4185359885251747532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/04/breaking-spring.html' title='Breaking Spring!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SdmXzTyZq3I/AAAAAAAABrA/AmOdI9t-JaE/s72-c/eggsrotary+022a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-1180113742798921222</id><published>2009-03-15T23:51:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T00:25:11.183-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house hunting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fire'/><title type='text'>Respect Your Realtor</title><content type='html'>Sunday was our second day house hunting with our realtor. We were prepared for an afternoon where the most exciting part of the day would be finding a great house in a great neighborhood in a great school district. We were NOT prepared to drive by and see this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sb3NGvWHs9I/AAAAAAAABqY/E4mqKbe8eyw/s1600-h/FIRE+010a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313628651039208402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sb3NGvWHs9I/AAAAAAAABqY/E4mqKbe8eyw/s320/FIRE+010a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we were heading to the second house of the day, we came across that brush fire. We've had some dry weather lately, and it was just breezy enough for this to be pretty scary. Our realtor stopped her car and I thought she was just going to dial 911. Before I knew it, she and Chris were out of the car and in the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313631023156649666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sb3PQ0K_XsI/AAAAAAAABqg/BlPeNOzu2i4/s320/FIRE+009a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That's Chris in the picture, the one closest to the fire. He had a hose that had very, very little water pressure and was trying to work with it. He quickly put it down and went to the house to use the large paint buckets the homeowner, our realtor and one other person were filling up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I stayed back. But even from where I was, it was HOT!! Thankfully it wasn't long at all before the calvary arrived. (Good to know for future reference -- that area has good emergency response time!) You can see just how close the fire was to the home here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313632454702020274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sb3QkJGANrI/AAAAAAAABqo/sl43b10vYjk/s320/FIRE+012a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a little too much excitement for your average day of house hunting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now to lighten things up... The Adorables!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313634574323623554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sb3SfhTLJoI/AAAAAAAABqw/4aUn0sbeZoE/s320/ultimate+048c.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Now that it stays lighter longer, the guys are able to go out and play Ultimate Frisbee again! This past Friday, the girls and I went out to watch, but of course we spent a lot of time at the playground nearby. At one point, Grace and Rachael were sliding down the medium-sized slide together and having a blast! I'd had a rough week for various reasons, and they really ended it on a great note! Look at how much fun they were having together!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313635342630874050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sb3TMPd5a8I/AAAAAAAABq4/WhkO0BEDAVQ/s320/ultimate+008a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hope you have a great week! And please remember... "Only you can prevent forest fires!" Wait, I just read that that was updated in 2001! So remember: "Only you can prevent wildfires!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-1180113742798921222?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/1180113742798921222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=1180113742798921222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/1180113742798921222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/1180113742798921222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/03/respect-your-realtor.html' title='Respect Your Realtor'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sb3NGvWHs9I/AAAAAAAABqY/E4mqKbe8eyw/s72-c/FIRE+010a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-1105996818331188155</id><published>2009-03-02T16:47:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T17:03:14.518-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dr. seuss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Dr. Seuss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SaxWmrBi5jI/AAAAAAAABqI/ukQWNji0RdE/s1600-h/drseuss+001a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308713283147195954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SaxWmrBi5jI/AAAAAAAABqI/ukQWNji0RdE/s200/drseuss+001a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachael and I paid tribute to Dr. Suess by doing laundry and sorting socks! She found &lt;em&gt;new socks. Two socks. Who's socks? Sue's socks.&lt;/em&gt; Doesn't Rachael look like she's having a blast? She loves to just toss out all the other clean clothes to search for the socks, then she sticks her hand in and pulls the end through -- even if it was already right-side-out! That's okay though, there's no way I'm going to stop her and risk discouraging her from helping with the laundry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SaxWcN5rqLI/AAAAAAAABqA/Y1JE19uRkJ8/s1600-h/drseuss+002a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SaxWm6v5kLI/AAAAAAAABqQ/GcGIYU-UaAw/s1600-h/drseuss+002a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308713287368151218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SaxWm6v5kLI/AAAAAAAABqQ/GcGIYU-UaAw/s200/drseuss+002a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While we were at home celebrating in our own way, Grace's class had green eggs and ham! &lt;em&gt;She would not eat them here or there, she would not eat them anywhere! &lt;/em&gt;She did, however, wear her Cat In The Hat hat, which she was very proud of! That, and her whiskers -- can you see them? She's hoping they stay on until Daddy gets home! Thankfully there's plenty of eyeliner around in case there's a whisker emergency! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-1105996818331188155?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/1105996818331188155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=1105996818331188155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/1105996818331188155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/1105996818331188155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-dr-seuss.html' title='Happy Birthday, Dr. Seuss'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SaxWmrBi5jI/AAAAAAAABqI/ukQWNji0RdE/s72-c/drseuss+001a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-544867847911019994</id><published>2009-02-27T14:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T14:12:04.470-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snickers'/><title type='text'>The 4th Girl in the Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sag5A1pwcBI/AAAAAAAABpw/0EnDWqZafcU/s1600-h/metime+014a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307554847421132818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sag5A1pwcBI/AAAAAAAABpw/0EnDWqZafcU/s320/metime+014a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor, forgotten Snickers!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here she is with Rachael and Grace, everyone smiling so pretty for the camera!  Every week, Grace's VPK class has their show and tell and the items they bring in correspond to what letter of the alphabet they are studying.  Grace came up with the idea of bringing in a picture of Snickers, and then we figured if Rachael was in the shot, she'd have two things representing S -- Snickers and her sister!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snickers is a little over 6 years old now, and she's a great dog!  She plays with the girls, lets them love on her, and she even tolerates their friends!  She is still very much a Daddy's Girl -- she probably feels the strong "cat person" vibes coming from Mommy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She may not get as much camera time, but we love Snickers just the same!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-544867847911019994?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/544867847911019994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=544867847911019994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/544867847911019994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/544867847911019994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/02/4th-girl-in-family.html' title='The 4th Girl in the Family'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/Sag5A1pwcBI/AAAAAAAABpw/0EnDWqZafcU/s72-c/metime+014a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-2261855525914966390</id><published>2009-02-17T15:29:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:45:04.231-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vanessa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Mommy's Big Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SZskDOVRBMI/AAAAAAAABpQ/7Mhn75NXPJY/s1600-h/disneyday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303872623964390594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SZskDOVRBMI/AAAAAAAABpQ/7Mhn75NXPJY/s320/disneyday.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday was my birthday, so we decided to take advantage of Disney's "&lt;a href="http://disneyparks.disney.go.com/disneyparks/en_US/WhatWillYouCelebrate/index?name=WDWCelebrationsOverviewPage"&gt;What Will You Celebrate?&lt;/a&gt;" promotion since it would be free for me. What made it even better was that we had taken Grace for her 2nd birthday, so I was happy we got to take Rachael right after her 2nd also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chris and I are Florida natives, so we know better than to go to a theme park when it's going to be crazy busy. We realized yesterday was a holiday, but not everyone closes on President's Day (it was rare for Chris to have the day off), so we didn't think it would be a madhouse. BOY, WERE WE WRONG! I don't think I've ever been to a theme park when it was that crowded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As crazy as it was, though -- mishaps and all -- we still had a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rachael went on her first carousel ride, without screaming!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303870325523380994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SZsh9b-OewI/AAAAAAAABpI/iUL2JV_5gms/s320/V33+012a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303885201645636466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SZsvfV2KC3I/AAAAAAAABpo/fd-Kfc_kR6U/s320/V33+008c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grace 's favorite part:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aurora (a.k.a. Sleeping Beauty)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303869682592841138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SZshYA3o_bI/AAAAAAAABow/iKhfM20B90I/s320/V33+018a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cinderella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303869689339445202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SZshYaAJ_9I/AAAAAAAABo4/ArJjb4gbABg/s320/V33+021a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grace's favorite princess, Belle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303869688578937346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SZshYXK1kgI/AAAAAAAABpA/l4WgUYQw2MQ/s320/V33+025a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SZsmp9_g7mI/AAAAAAAABpY/GyOpqaLjmRQ/s1600-h/disneyday2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303875488616345186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SZsmp9_g7mI/AAAAAAAABpY/GyOpqaLjmRQ/s200/disneyday2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also waited (and waited &lt;em&gt;and waited&lt;/em&gt;) to meet Mickey and Minnie, and Rachael was very excited before we got up to them! Once they were at her level, though, she was so shy! Minnie even tried to play peek-a-boo with her a little bit! I think Rachael must've been a bit awestruck! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a long day, and I think it'll be three to five years before we try that again, but we did have a lot of fun! Seeing the girls get excited over things like that is a great gift any day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-2261855525914966390?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2261855525914966390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=2261855525914966390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2261855525914966390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2261855525914966390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/02/mommys-big-day.html' title='Mommy&apos;s Big Day'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SZskDOVRBMI/AAAAAAAABpQ/7Mhn75NXPJY/s72-c/disneyday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-9209058958631432755</id><published>2009-02-09T15:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:52:24.816-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone call'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace'/><title type='text'>Multi-Tasking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SZCXUfycZuI/AAAAAAAABog/N7Bi5A6zJYs/s1600-h/bookphone+003a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300903139801327330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SZCXUfycZuI/AAAAAAAABog/N7Bi5A6zJYs/s200/bookphone+003a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was bound to happen. Today it did. A wee bit earlier than I expected though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace got her first phone call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure, she has talked to her friend, Faith, on the phone before, but it was usually because Faith's mom and I had already been talking. This took me by surprise. I answered the phone and a sweet little 4-year-old voice identified herself and asked to speak to Gracie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a friend of Grace's from school, and Grace was so happy to talk to her since she had to stay home sick today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the picture, you'll notice a book -- Dr. Seuss' &lt;em&gt;Hop on Pop&lt;/em&gt;. That was given to her by her Grandma when she came over for a visit. She and Grandpa came for a visit specifically so Grace could read a book to them! In school they got to pick a book from the library, and Grace brought home &lt;em&gt;Dora's Picnic&lt;/em&gt; by Christina Ricci. She brought it home, and pretty much read it cover to cover -- I had no idea! Sure, she had to ask about a few words (I cannot explain why &lt;em&gt;brought&lt;/em&gt; sounds the way it does when it looks the way it does, which is why she will go to public school), but for the most part she had it down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now she's enjoying &lt;em&gt;Hop on Pop&lt;/em&gt;, and she even told her friend she was reading a rhyming book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading books. Talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check back tomorrow, when I write about Grace's first time driving...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-9209058958631432755?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/9209058958631432755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=9209058958631432755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/9209058958631432755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/9209058958631432755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/02/multi-tasking.html' title='Multi-Tasking'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SZCXUfycZuI/AAAAAAAABog/N7Bi5A6zJYs/s72-c/bookphone+003a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-9143627725932035423</id><published>2009-02-06T23:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:35:01.766-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vanessa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beautiful Lengths'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Lengths</title><content type='html'>Almost a year to the day after Grace donated her hair to &lt;a href="http://www.locksoflove.org/"&gt;Locks of Love&lt;/a&gt; (click &lt;a href="http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/02/locks-of-love.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for that post), it was Mommy's turn! I started thinking about growing my hair out around that time, and today my friend, Katye, and I made the cut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299904571918037794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SY0LIMiksyI/AAAAAAAABoQ/_LqgHgT4XFg/s320/katye+after+shot+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you're interested, before-and-after shots are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=88681&amp;amp;id=618139337&amp;amp;l=4ab518ac83"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are donating to &lt;a href="http://www.beautifullengths.com/en_US/about.jsp"&gt;Pantene Beautiful Lengths&lt;/a&gt;, which uses the hair to make wigs for adult women who have lost their hair due to cancer. In the past year, a family friend and one of Chris' co-workers were diagnosed with breast cancer, both had mastectomies and underwent chemotherapy, so it kind of made it a little more personal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good cut for a good cause!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-9143627725932035423?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/9143627725932035423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=9143627725932035423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/9143627725932035423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/9143627725932035423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/02/beautiful-lengths.html' title='Beautiful Lengths'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SY0LIMiksyI/AAAAAAAABoQ/_LqgHgT4XFg/s72-c/katye+after+shot+hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-2064713697915243891</id><published>2009-01-20T21:16:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:28:37.317-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>It's COLD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SXaFqogrxQI/AAAAAAAABlw/X9TmynuXbbA/s1600-h/COLD+003a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293565379496101122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SXaFqogrxQI/AAAAAAAABlw/X9TmynuXbbA/s200/COLD+003a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That would be Chris, on his way to softball. (Not to play, mind you, unless he stands in to play catcher just so he can be sure he's played enough to be in the playoffs later.) The hat he is wearing, he had to go get it on his way home from work. I don't know how any of you north of me do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just hoping I can bundle the girls up enough in the morning so that they don't turn blue just walking to the car!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace received a reversible hat a couple of Christmases ago. It really still fits me, but I think she might be wearing it tomorrow morning!  Before Chris left, Rachael had to try on his hat.  I know I'm biased, but I think these are just the cutest little freezing Florida girls ever!  Check them out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293567193380122066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SXaHUNwVbdI/AAAAAAAABl4/hq6dTHB_szc/s320/COLD+001a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293567201963483682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SXaHUtuxIiI/AAAAAAAABmA/uQS2uR7zGjk/s320/COLD+002a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're staying as warm as you can!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-2064713697915243891?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2064713697915243891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=2064713697915243891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2064713697915243891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2064713697915243891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-cold.html' title='It&apos;s COLD!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SXaFqogrxQI/AAAAAAAABlw/X9TmynuXbbA/s72-c/COLD+003a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-1213326371262934991</id><published>2009-01-19T11:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T11:20:15.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachael Likes Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/DMOiVxT7L-Q' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/DMOiVxT7L-Q'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This may be one of those things that's only funny to me, but Rachael gets so excited watching a partiuclar movie preview.  What you see here is MILD compared to how wound up she usually gets, but it makes me laugh every time!  I really think the reason she keeps looking at me while I'm taping her is because I'm *not* laughing hysterically as I usually do!  :-)  Enjoy!  (By the way, the word you hear most is "balloons" -- I know Toddler Speak isn't easy to translate all the time!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-1213326371262934991?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/1213326371262934991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=1213326371262934991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/1213326371262934991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/1213326371262934991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/01/rachael-likes-up.html' title='Rachael Likes Up!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-9173957534245602658</id><published>2009-01-15T23:40:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T00:39:13.492-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>Happy Days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SXAP956wTAI/AAAAAAAABlg/znnr3rq7ZCI/s1600-h/bday2+005a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291747118354025474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SXAP956wTAI/AAAAAAAABlg/znnr3rq7ZCI/s200/bday2+005a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachael had family, pizza and cake at her birthday festivities -- what more can a 2-year-old ask for? We had one happy birthday girl! She scored some fun presents, and Papa even brought along a few for both girls, including one that I especially cannot wait to see them use! It'll have to be when they have a couple of friends over, though. They can use their new dress up clothes and either walk the runway or be rock stars -- and with how the girls have been dancing to the clock radio I put in their room, they might opt for that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SXARwcsYaSI/AAAAAAAABlo/HvJ4GO11KEc/s1600-h/bday2+023a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291749086194067746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SXARwcsYaSI/AAAAAAAABlo/HvJ4GO11KEc/s200/bday2+023a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I went in to get the girls ready on Rachael's birthday, I reminded Grace what day it was.  She asked excitedly, "Can she say the ABCs now?  Will we be able to understand her better?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And actually, just today I realized how much clearer Rachael has become!  She went in for her checkup today and when the nurse asked if she was saying at least 50 words, I was stumped -- am I really supposed to be counting??  Anyway, the nurse remarked that she knew what Rachael was saying when she talked.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;have known what she is saying, but I figured it was because I'm around her the most!  Good to know that it's clear enough for the general public (including our babysitter, who mentioned it when we got home)!  She was especially coherent during her check up, even while she was screaming!  And she didn't even get any shots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since she had such a rough time, I took her to a park before we had to go get Grace.  I know all of you north of me are going to roll your eyes, but IT WAS COLD!  I knew it was time to go when her nose was bright red!  She had a blast though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to get all philosophical (or something)... While we were at the playground, I was having so much fun with Rachael and for a moment I wished I'd brought my camera with me.  Then I thought about a blog post I just read (click &lt;a href="http://kimnfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-smile.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;).  I relaxed and just watched her fearlessly tackle the slide on the bigger playground and thought about other times I was with the girls and I didn't have my camera -- and I didn't need a picture to remember.  Like the time I took Grace shopping with me and we had so much fun together -- even in one store, when I was looking at purses, she would take the smaller ones and throw them over her shoulder.  I'd hear, "Mommy, look!" and there she would be, strutting down the aisle with some crazy handbag at her side.  I smile every time I think about that, even without photographic evidence!  :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The post also talked about handing over the camera to actually be &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; the pictures.  I hope that more moms (and shutterbug dads as well) will do that -- one day their kids are going to want pictures of their parents, they're going to want pictures of themselves &lt;em&gt;with&lt;/em&gt; their parents.  So thank you, Kim (and I guess John Mayer), for those thoughts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-9173957534245602658?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/9173957534245602658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=9173957534245602658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/9173957534245602658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/9173957534245602658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-days.html' title='Happy Days!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SXAP956wTAI/AAAAAAAABlg/znnr3rq7ZCI/s72-c/bday2+005a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-9072119780591132703</id><published>2009-01-12T15:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:14:18.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Her Grow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w103.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w103.photobucket.com/albums/m121/vannalynn76/Rachael - Two Years/5c987e7c.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s103.photobucket.com/albums/m121/vannalynn76/Rachael%20-%20Two%20Years/?action=view&amp;current=5c987e7c.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-9072119780591132703?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/9072119780591132703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=9072119780591132703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/9072119780591132703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/9072119780591132703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/01/watch-her-grow.html' title='Watch Her Grow!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-8763317687627664740</id><published>2009-01-12T11:10:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:13:18.764-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>TWO-morrow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SWtsq534I2I/AAAAAAAABlA/O3Qjo0rS1yw/s1600-h/011307d.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290441671622271842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SWtsq534I2I/AAAAAAAABlA/O3Qjo0rS1yw/s200/011307d.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was almost two years ago that I was curling up on the bed, on the couch, on the floor, telling myself that I was just overreacting and it was yet another false alarm. After about two hours of it not letting up, I figured we might want to just go ahead and get to the hospital. I also wondered how strong my resolve to not have any pain meds would be when I got there. It ended up that Rachael answered that question for me -- I was 8 cm when they checked me, and Rachael was well on her way out! After maybe 20 minutes of pushing, there she was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God uses children in wonderful ways. Grace showed me many, many things I had to work on! God used Rachael to show me how to rely on Him through trials. As she seemed to have one &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; after another, I always felt a peace knowing that He was in control. Even as heartbreaking as watching her struggle with different things has been, there's been that peace that passes understanding, knowing that He has a reason for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachael is our little comedienne. If she does something to entertain and gets a positive reaction, she will do it again and again, loving the spotlight! I think she's going to be my buddy when she's old enough to ride roller coasters -- she seems to have no fear! She is very particular about the things that she wants and doesn't want. She is independent in many ways, but still shows us that she needs us by giving the childcare workers grief when we leave her on Sunday mornings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SWtyYKyMODI/AAAAAAAABlQ/RIgYT4OuNXI/s1600-h/rachaela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290447946814076978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SWtyYKyMODI/AAAAAAAABlQ/RIgYT4OuNXI/s200/rachaela.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has the best smile -- one friend said very early on that Rachael just looked mischievous, and that about sums her up! It's adorable when she walks out of a room and casts a glance over her shoulder back at us, giving us a sly smile and a look that says, "Don't you &lt;em&gt;wish&lt;/em&gt; you knew what I was up to?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace seemed to come out a toddler, walking and talking early, seeming like a miniature adult before we could blink our eyes! Rachael has been our baby girl, but even still, she's growing up so fast! But just like her sister, the older she gets, the more fun it is! Watching her little personality grow is exciting -- even when it just seems to be getting &lt;em&gt;stronger&lt;/em&gt; as each day goes by!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now my favorite thing has to be when she offers us&lt;em&gt; 'mooches&lt;/em&gt; -- smooches! She picked up that word from Daddy and it is so precious when she offers them to us! Almost as good as her &lt;em&gt;'ugs&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Happy Birthday to our Rachael tomorrow! There will be a slideshow up soon, a picture for each month -- it's amazing how she has changed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-8763317687627664740?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8763317687627664740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=8763317687627664740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/8763317687627664740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/8763317687627664740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-morrow.html' title='TWO-morrow!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SWtsq534I2I/AAAAAAAABlA/O3Qjo0rS1yw/s72-c/011307d.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-8561478800118796628</id><published>2009-01-06T10:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T10:40:13.908-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babysitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Grace's First Babysitting Job!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Grace's last day off for her break, so since she didn't have school we were able to watch a friend's 10-week-old son. Grace very quickly decided that &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; was the babysitter for the day! Rachael was a little unsure at the beginning, but she warmed up to him very quickly -- the first thing she said when she woke up from her nap was, "Baby hug?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grace begged to hold our charge the whole morning, so after one of his naps I got out Rachael's Boppy and laid him on it. He started to squirm and Grace said, "I think he's hungry. Why don't you get me his bottle?" So...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288204362693627186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SWN52YoGTTI/AAAAAAAABkg/3U6LPPqvMgU/s320/DSCF0024b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When Rachael woke up, of course she wanted to help:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288204382050279762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SWN53gvFYVI/AAAAAAAABko/11Ref2qnNfU/s320/DSCF0050b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were both so sweet with him! Definitely my little helpers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to 2009, and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year from The Adorables!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288205478076162738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SWN63TwBIrI/AAAAAAAABkw/_yz1jKU9M4U/s320/DSCF0005b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-8561478800118796628?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8561478800118796628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=8561478800118796628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/8561478800118796628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/8561478800118796628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2009/01/graces-first-babysitting-job.html' title='Grace&apos;s First Babysitting Job!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SWN52YoGTTI/AAAAAAAABkg/3U6LPPqvMgU/s72-c/DSCF0024b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-6510150171886031833</id><published>2008-12-30T03:29:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T05:46:22.207-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SVne9JyDaII/AAAAAAAABjI/ju1i0PA85Ug/s1600-h/christmas+002b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285500779875231874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SVne9JyDaII/AAAAAAAABjI/ju1i0PA85Ug/s320/christmas+002b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In spite of a one-armed man for most of the holiday, as well as two coughing little girls, we managed to have a full Christmas! The picture on the left was taken in the nursery before the early Christmas Eve service. Chris' parents, aunt, and his sister and brother-in-law took Grace in with them while Rachael and I worked the nursery. Don't the girls look adorable in those dresses? They were made with lots of love by Miss Anita, a family friend who has known me since I was in preschool! They are precious dresses, and the girls loved them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After the early service, the girls went to Grandma and Grandpa's while Mommy and Daddy got to enjoy the 6:00 service. Then we all gathered together to open gifts. Rachael really got into opening the presents, and Grace was incredibly appreciative and enthusiastic about each gift she opened! It was as if every gift was the best! gift! ever!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grace and Rachael getting some help from Daddy as they open their first gift of the night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285499990013071762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SVnePLUPUZI/AAAAAAAABio/-_mZI7IGRg8/s320/christmas+008a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gracie showing off her new baby doll...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285511006531723698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SVnoQbC9obI/AAAAAAAABkY/2FXhJAo32Sc/s320/christmas+015a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rachael looking lovingly at hers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285499995014149074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SVnePd8ls9I/AAAAAAAABiw/JK2GK9s0TkI/s320/christmas+014a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On Sunday, we all went to &lt;a href="http://www.lioncountrysafari.com/"&gt;Lion Country Safari&lt;/a&gt; -- it was a lot of fun! We got a van so we could all ride together, and I think the girls were most excited to be in a vehicle without any kind of car seat -- especially Rachael, who didn't want to sit still through most of it! I'll admit that it did make me a little nervous, but thankfully you drive &lt;em&gt;very slowly&lt;/em&gt; through their preserve! I don't know if I could've handled going in our own vehicle! The thought of the animals getting this close would've made me nervous!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Those horns!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285503049469702898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SVnhBQrisvI/AAAAAAAABjo/gDwfjjm171Y/s320/safari+049a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This fella was tapping at the window!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285503050568209474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SVnhBUxclEI/AAAAAAAABjw/2e1ucef9JGI/s320/safari+067a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The signs at the park say "Rhinos always have the right of way!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YA THINK?!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285503058672065314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SVnhBy9jmyI/AAAAAAAABj4/1UAsiyZ-2ys/s320/safari+106a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SVniI44uh_I/AAAAAAAABkA/D7cjN5cVMs8/s1600-h/safari+143a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285504280033134578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SVniI44uh_I/AAAAAAAABkA/D7cjN5cVMs8/s200/safari+143a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The park also has a few rides that the girls were able to go on. Grace and Rachael both wanted to go on the flying elephants, so Aunt Lisa went with Grace while I went with Rachael. The merry-go-round suited Grace, but Rachael had no interest in it. She did, however, enjoy the ferris wheel! She was looking all around, &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SVniSPQU3mI/AAAAAAAABkI/5I1mpU486rg/s1600-h/safari+144a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285504440656518754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SVniSPQU3mI/AAAAAAAABkI/5I1mpU486rg/s200/safari+144a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;looking over the edge, she had no fear!! Grace passed on that one, she would barely even look up at us to wave! All in all, it was a lot of fun! It was Grandma's great idea -- I'd never even heard of it until she brought it up, and it was great to go with Aunt Lisa and Uncle Darryl as well! The girls were able to spend a good bit of time with them this time around, and they really had such a good time with both of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas spirit rolled right into Monday, when Grace and Rachael finally got to open their big gift from the grandparents -- a new kitchen! And not just any kitchen, &lt;a href="http://www.step2.com/product.cfm?product_id=1402"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; kitchen! (Click on the link, really! Check it out!!) That isn't the kitchen they opened on Christmas Eve. What they opened on Christmas Eve was one I'd settled for when we weren't able to get the one I'd originally wanted. That one was sold out everywhere by the time we went shopping (and somebody -- ::cough::&lt;em&gt;Chris&lt;/em&gt;::cough:: -- didn't want to get it when I saw it when we were out together one night, even after the associate told me it was the last one and they weren't getting anymore in), so I settled for one that was nice... but not what I had in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The day after Christmas I went shopping with a friend. She needed to stop at Sam's at the end of our trip, so I tagged along. There amidst the post-Christmas sale items was the Step 2 LifeStyle Grand Walk-In Kitchen. Original Price: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$238 and change&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Sale price: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$99 and change&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; The kitchen we'd gotten was $97 -- and just didn't compare to the kitchen I was staring at! After drooling over the sale price for a little bit, and after some serious thought as to how the girls' room would have to be rearranged, I called Chris and told him about it, and he said to go ahead and get it. With a &lt;em&gt;LOT&lt;/em&gt; of help from my shopping buddy (and her husband, who came to our place with a dolly and straps to get the gigantic box up the stairs!), it was MINE! Well, the girls' really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Monday, yet another amazing friend came to assist me with rearranging the girls' room as well as the assembly. The girls spent the rest of the day playing in their kitchen, only stopping for dinner with Lisa and Darryl, then they were back at it! Here's a glimpse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285510117962495618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SVnncs3jNoI/AAAAAAAABkQ/NMKbw990mYA/s320/kitchen+004a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't click the link, it even comes with a table and chair set, as well as a small stool! And tons of accessories! It's amazing! The girls were so enthralled with it, Chris and I got a ton of cleaning done without interruption! And did I mention it was originally $238 and I found it on sale for $99??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that everyone had a great Christmas, and we wish you a very Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-6510150171886031833?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6510150171886031833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=6510150171886031833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6510150171886031833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6510150171886031833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-08.html' title='Christmas &apos;08'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SVne9JyDaII/AAAAAAAABjI/ju1i0PA85Ug/s72-c/christmas+002b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-5728758428912097934</id><published>2008-12-22T09:12:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:24:13.149-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>On My Christmas Vacation...</title><content type='html'>'Twas three days before Christmas, and all through the house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SU-gvKMwYPI/AAAAAAAABhw/O5SWBlBstZs/s1600-h/sickdays+016a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282617619981033714" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SU-gvKMwYPI/AAAAAAAABhw/O5SWBlBstZs/s200/sickdays+016a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SU-g2eJPgsI/AAAAAAAABh4/2HALAsVSFB8/s1600-h/sickdays+020a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282617745594090178" style="WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SU-g2eJPgsI/AAAAAAAABh4/2HALAsVSFB8/s200/sickdays+020a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;At the end of last week -- the day Chris had his surgery, actually -- Rachael spiked a pretty decent fever of 103.5. The next day, it reached 104.8 -- which is .2 degrees away from a trip to the hospital. Thankfully, we have an amazing pediatrician and he did a thorough exam and the culprit appeared to be a very minor ear infection. Her body must've just been fighting hard! She very unhappily received a shot, and woke up the next morning a completely different little girl! Unfortunately, that same morning Grace woke up with a slight fever. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On Sunday morning, Chris was still a little out of it (which is understandable considering all of the medication he still has in his system) and the girls were both a little off (Grace developed a persistent cough), so we didn't make it to church in the morning. And this morning, the above pictures were taken. Neither girl has had a fever, but they were both just a little pooped. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Good thing it's Christmas break! We're praying that both girls are back to themselves quickly so they can enjoy the holiday, especially since they haven't seen Aunt Lisa and Uncle Darryl since last October!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;As for Chris, he was able to go into work and is set up with physical therapy twice this week and two times next week. The first visit they day after surgery went very well, and the therapist was very encouraged with how well he was already doing! Yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Here's a quick picture of Nurse Rachael feeding Daddy some Fruity Cheerios yesterday:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282621070168152530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SU-j3_Jd2dI/AAAAAAAABiI/NVuMZVTcDR8/s320/sickdays+005a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hopefully we'll have some much happier pictures to share in a few days! Until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We wish all of our family and friends a very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282626714866158242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SU-pAjSWCqI/AAAAAAAABiY/y6a7YeMsv3M/s400/christmascard08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-5728758428912097934?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5728758428912097934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=5728758428912097934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5728758428912097934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5728758428912097934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/12/on-my-christmas-vacation.html' title='On My Christmas Vacation...'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SU-gvKMwYPI/AAAAAAAABhw/O5SWBlBstZs/s72-c/sickdays+016a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-5942385899790833366</id><published>2008-12-18T21:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:50:58.695-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><title type='text'>Chris' Surgery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SUsJZGmmhFI/AAAAAAAABho/Qvwev537W2k/s1600-h/fallfest+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281325314895938642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SUsJZGmmhFI/AAAAAAAABho/Qvwev537W2k/s200/fallfest+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chris had his surgery today, and it went very well!  The doctor took a great deal of time explaining what had happened, but I think that the bottom line was this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- There were two small tears, one was a SLAP tear, but it was not major.&lt;br /&gt;-- Cartlidge had broken off when he injured it, and it was loose and moving in his shoulder, causing pain.&lt;br /&gt;-- He only has to be in the sling for about a week.&lt;br /&gt;-- SIX WEEKS, NO SPORTS!!&lt;br /&gt;-- Two-three months before he's released for all normal activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We most definitely felt the prayers today!  I was not as anxious as I have been before his other surgeries, and he came out of the anesthesia so much better this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even had some fun, kind of at Chris' expense.  :-)  When he was given a sedative before they administered the nerve block, Chris was definitely a bit on the high side!  When I was able to be with him right before they took him into surgery, he was asking the nurses if he could have a menu.  One walked past him without looking at him, and he waved his index finger with the heart monitor and slurred, "She's ignoring me.  I'm disappointed.  That will be reflected in her tip!"  I had tears in my eyes from giggling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, thank you for the prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-5942385899790833366?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5942385899790833366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=5942385899790833366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5942385899790833366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5942385899790833366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/12/chris-surgery.html' title='Chris&apos; Surgery'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SUsJZGmmhFI/AAAAAAAABho/Qvwev537W2k/s72-c/fallfest+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-842367674923320711</id><published>2008-12-15T14:29:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:37:26.474-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sea World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>December = Busy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last weekend wasn't busy enough for us. This past weekend, Grace and Rachael got to go to a "Night Out" at the church while Chris and I met up with some friends from our Sunday school class to buy gifts for our "adopted" family. (Each Christmas, Sunday school classes at the church help a family in need with Christmas gifts for the kids.) Saturday, we went to a &lt;a href="http://alwaysfriday-carrie.blogspot.com/2008/12/bugs-first-birthday.html"&gt;little friend's first birthday party&lt;/a&gt; in the morning, then came home to eat lunch, rest, and then the girls headed to Grandma and Grandpa's so Mommy and Daddy could go to their Sunday school class Christmas party -- we had to get there early to set up and we knew we'd be there later to break down, so it was wonderful to know that we could relax and take our time! (Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.thenewbyfamily.net/Home/Welcome.html"&gt;Brian&lt;/a&gt; for the following pictures!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grace at the birthday party, wearing her little ladybug hat, in honor of the birthday girl! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280106189233636834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SUa0mpmcxeI/AAAAAAAABgc/rEfdNtZcluY/s320/graciebug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rachael, apparently doing her best Elvis impersonation... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280106200876222322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SUa0nU-Qh3I/AAAAAAAABgk/pQtVR0Rm4kA/s320/rachael.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mommy &amp;amp; Daddy at the Christmas Party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280106205231726562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SUa0nlMsP-I/AAAAAAAABgs/oXRBpsMvoM8/s320/nesschris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Sunday, we came home from church, got changed, and left for Sea World. We wanted to go see all their Christmas lights and do the whole Polar Express Experience and we needed to do it before Chris' shoulder surgery (this Thursday), so yesterday it was. Grace was so excited that we were staying at Sea World until dark! The girls got to meet Santa Claus, and this was Rachael's first experience with him -- at first she was a little shy, but she ended up giving him a high-five on our way out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Rachael checking out the steel drums as we went into the kids' area. She would hit them a couple of times, and then inspect the sticks to see if she could figure out how they were working! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280107405103210242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SUa1tbEWHwI/AAAAAAAABg8/nwChPvLLEnA/s320/121408+036a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy caught this next one as we were waiting in line for Jazzy Jellies -- it's one of those rides where you can make the car spin around as it goes up in the air. Rachael looks a little intimidated, doesn't she? I was surprised at her hesitancy considering she's been on it before. Once on the ride, though, Rachael was totally relaxed -- even looking out over the top to see below us! Grace loves the rides, too, but she seems to get a little more anxious about the heights! I think Rachael will be the one going with me on roller coasters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280107407254631666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SUa1tjFSNPI/AAAAAAAABhE/sf_xpYMZrYA/s320/121408+039a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and the girls waiting for the snow to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280107407648179986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SUa1tkjHRxI/AAAAAAAABhM/gjhZw9pfvCY/s320/121408+053a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daddy with Gracie and only Gracie, because Rachael wouldn't get out of my lap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280107413959746306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SUa1t8D6IwI/AAAAAAAABhU/3TKtlIEVgXo/s320/121408+055a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The closest these girls will come to snow for a while!!&lt;br /&gt;Rachael wasn't fooled -- as soon as it started coming down she yelled, "Bubbles!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280107584284449138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SUa132ke2XI/AAAAAAAABhc/ebBV9Bi45VA/s320/121408+057a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Please keep Chris in your prayers this Thursday! We are praying that what they find is easy to fix and that he'll be out of the sling in about a week! That would be a great Christmas present!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-842367674923320711?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/842367674923320711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=842367674923320711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/842367674923320711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/842367674923320711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-busy.html' title='December = Busy!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SUa0mpmcxeI/AAAAAAAABgc/rEfdNtZcluY/s72-c/graciebug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-4828152902729585863</id><published>2008-12-11T16:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:42:15.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Mouths of Preschoolers...</title><content type='html'>Grace wanted to watch Cinderella yesterday during Rachael's naptime. She put it in and as Cinderella was waking up at the beginning of the movie, Grace asked me if Cinderella was a princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME: Not yet, she and the pince aren't married yet. You have to marry a prince to be a princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRACE: You're a princess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: (smiling) No, honey. I'm not a princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRACE: (matter-of-factly) Yes, you are. You married a prince.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What could I say to that? She's right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SUGGUiUxXDI/AAAAAAAABfs/dj55WwEkXY0/s1600-h/-72bbw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278647925624364082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SUGGUiUxXDI/AAAAAAAABfs/dj55WwEkXY0/s200/-72bbw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I had my very first official parent-teacher conference today! (Never mind that it had been originally scheduled for Monday, but I had it in my head that it was Tuesday and I missed it altogether and had to reschedule it for today, with both girls in tow. Never mind that...) Anyway, real conference, "report card" and everything! No surprise, Grace is doing so well! Her teacher raved about her! She said she was the only one in the class who could count to 100, she is a great listener (hmmm, should've asked the teacher what her trick is), and the teacher said she's absolutely ready for kindergarten! She really, really had so many positive things to say about our girl. She even said the word "advanced" so hopefully we can keep encouraging her at home as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SUGGU45J9KI/AAAAAAAABf0/oQReJIeZ6F4/s1600-h/-76bbw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278647931682550946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SUGGU45J9KI/AAAAAAAABf0/oQReJIeZ6F4/s200/-76bbw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were in a 2-year-old classroom for the meeting, and Grace and Rachael were keeping themselves entertained playing with the toys. (Note: after playing with a dollhouse set, Grace and Rachael &lt;em&gt;both&lt;/em&gt; cleaned up all the parts and put everything away before moving on to something else!) Watching Rachael reminded me that in 8 months, &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; will be starting preschool! I know that sounds like a long time, but anyone with kids can probably agree that it'll be here before I know it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See those precious pictures? We had the opportunity do another family photo shoot with &lt;a href="http://www.sonyacoatesphotography.com/"&gt;Sonya Coates Colangelo&lt;/a&gt; the day after Thanksgiving! This shoot included six adults, two teenagers, and four girls -- 5, 3, 22 months and 6 months! Sonya did an amazing job, you can see some more from that shoot &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=73452&amp;amp;l=778f3&amp;amp;id=618139337"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, but I'll leave you with my absolute favorite:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278650326948212770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SUGIgT8_cCI/AAAAAAAABgM/5GVu-55dmB4/s400/-55bbw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-4828152902729585863?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4828152902729585863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=4828152902729585863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4828152902729585863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4828152902729585863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/12/out-of-mouths-of-preschoolers.html' title='Out of the Mouths of Preschoolers...'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SUGGUiUxXDI/AAAAAAAABfs/dj55WwEkXY0/s72-c/-72bbw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-247980298591459625</id><published>2008-12-09T21:25:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:26:41.858-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The Christmas Spirit</title><content type='html'>Nothing can scare the Grinch out of you faster than preschoolers singing Christmas songs! We were treated to it twice in one week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/ST8o0HO2-lI/AAAAAAAABe0/fOTLZCrRHY8/s1600-h/vpkprogram+001a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277982164061190738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/ST8o0HO2-lI/AAAAAAAABe0/fOTLZCrRHY8/s200/vpkprogram+001a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Grace as we went on our way to her VPK Christmas program last week. Each of the VPK classes sang three songs, and in between each one they "skated" around the sanctuary. Grace skated, smiled, and sang. And for those of you that encountered the Rachael of Thanksgiving Week, I know you will be shocked to hear that she sat through the entire performance without a whimper!! It was wonderful! The only time she made noise was to shout out to her big sister! So sweet! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/ST8qVtOc8tI/AAAAAAAABe8/uQgVTGIzlik/s1600-h/vpkprogram+005a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277983840707343058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/ST8qVtOc8tI/AAAAAAAABe8/uQgVTGIzlik/s200/vpkprogram+005a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then this past Sunday, the children's choirs at church had their concert. I actually have video of that, and I may try to upload it. Grace sang her heart out, every word was clearly enunciated. Many thanks go to Miss Shannon for bringing about this change!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are Grace and Faith before the concert. It doesn't get any cuter than this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277987401210659778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/ST8tk9ImA8I/AAAAAAAABfU/AcHOnaTnJ0Y/s320/musicexplorers+002a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachael was in the nursery during the performance, but afterwards she came out to visit with Grace and her friends. She was fascinated by one of the trees in the church, and had to touch almost every ornament within her reach -- she was covered in glitter when she was done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277987991453996610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/ST8uHT9klkI/AAAAAAAABfc/VFp35j1Gkrg/s320/musicexplorers+013a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And this picture is to produce evidence of Rachael being Daddy's Little Girl. Like Chris, she doesn't seem to get cold very easily. It was VERY cold Sunday night, and as soon as she got outside she took her little jacket off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277987991349061650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/ST8uHTkjaBI/AAAAAAAABfk/MdOFowtbQrU/s320/musicexplorers+015a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hope your holiday season has begun well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-247980298591459625?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/247980298591459625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=247980298591459625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/247980298591459625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/247980298591459625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-spirit.html' title='The Christmas Spirit'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/ST8o0HO2-lI/AAAAAAAABe0/fOTLZCrRHY8/s72-c/vpkprogram+001a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-1029129863841838084</id><published>2008-11-30T14:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T15:21:49.633-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2008</title><content type='html'>Thank God it's over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, maybe that's extreme. &lt;em&gt;Maybe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/STLuFdANJOI/AAAAAAAABeM/N5tHeGYZc80/s1600-h/thanks+002a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274539891056518370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/STLuFdANJOI/AAAAAAAABeM/N5tHeGYZc80/s200/thanks+002a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Rachael the night before Thanksgiving. We were waiting in the car while Daddy and Grace went to get some things for dinner with everyone at Nana's. That is probably the last smile we had from her all weekend. I wish I was kidding. In her defense, it ended up that she was sick with croup. She missed church today for the second week in a row. As did Daddy, since he stayed home with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274539896944808594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/STLuFy8FUpI/AAAAAAAABeU/ohRzWVeVoF0/s200/thanks+092a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Grace, helping me mix the ingredients for our apple pie! She was in the kitchen watching as I sliced the apples, and she was so interested. I'm not going to lie to you, my first instinct was to say, "Mommy's busy" and have her occupy herself elsewhere, but I quickly realized that my child was interested in something I was doing in the kitchen and I probably shouldn't squelch that! So I pulled a chair in next to me and she watched as I measured the ingredients and put them in a bowl, then I let her stir them up. She was happy to help! I don't know if she actually tried any of the apple pie on Thanksgiving though. I did, and I thought it was great! As were the mashed potatoes that Chris made -- YUMMY!! Everything, as usual, was phenomenal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/STLuGRbi-sI/AAAAAAAABec/g5IV_f33x60/s1600-h/thanks+105a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274539905129839298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/STLuGRbi-sI/AAAAAAAABec/g5IV_f33x60/s200/thanks+105a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Veronica. The last time we saw her, she looked like &lt;a href="http://cvgrmanning.blogspot.com/2008/07/where-did-june-go.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. She has gotten so big, and even more beautiful! Grace loved to look at her and touch her, and Rachael liked her just fine... as long as she was with anyone other than ME! Veronica was so sweet all weekend long, and so cuddly! Next year I think she and Rachael are going to be buddying up. They're going to have to, because Grace and Savannah, well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/STLuG6U7OQI/AAAAAAAABek/LV1WZg84yHM/s1600-h/thanks+102a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274539916107921666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/STLuG6U7OQI/AAAAAAAABek/LV1WZg84yHM/s200/thanks+102a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are inseparable!! It was a repeat of the weekend we spent in Georgia, the two of them playing and giggling together non-stop! I'm not really a big softy with my girls, but my heart broke when we had to leave Nana's Saturday night -- Grace just fell apart! She loves her cousin so much and sniffled all the way home. I reached my hand back and she grabbed it and squeezed so hard. I definitely think we have to try to get up to Georgia in the summer again. Maybe the whole family this time. It could happen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such a busy long weekend, filled with friends and family! It was fun, but exhausting! Thankfully, Chris and I had enough energy to go out and celebrate our 6th anniversary on Saturday night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/STLyDgmtYxI/AAAAAAAABes/0Oivjf7xSBY/s1600-h/thanks+207a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274544255710094098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/STLyDgmtYxI/AAAAAAAABes/0Oivjf7xSBY/s200/thanks+207a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so thankful that God brought Chris into my life. He's an incredible man. I mean... He cooks, he cleans, he tidies up the sink after he's done shaving in the morning. :-) He will go grocery shopping, and he'll take &lt;em&gt;both&lt;/em&gt; the girls. He's been known to take the girls shopping for clothes too! He is a strong Christian, he is faithful, he is hard-working, he cares deeply about his friends. We have our ups and downs (who doesn't?), but I always know that he loves me and our girls. He makes me smile, he makes me laugh, and I don't know what I'd do with out him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you had your fill of cheese and mush? I know I have! Hope you had a great Thanksgiving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-1029129863841838084?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/1029129863841838084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=1029129863841838084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/1029129863841838084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/1029129863841838084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-2008.html' title='Thanksgiving 2008'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/STLuFdANJOI/AAAAAAAABeM/N5tHeGYZc80/s72-c/thanks+002a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-3521866088008625533</id><published>2008-11-22T22:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T22:28:47.511-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vanessa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>For Mom &amp; Aunt Molly</title><content type='html'>And everyone else who knows my level of cooking expertise... Seeing is believing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271685903852607538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SSjKZiKRmDI/AAAAAAAABd8/OP4AiM3k2-o/s320/foodies+011b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That would be me, in an apron, preparing food! Our moms' group had a night out where we went to one of those places where you are given all the ingredients and just put a meal together, and I'm pretty sure I was the least experienced of the bunch! One time a recipe called for chicken soup and I asked the woman in charge where it was. In my defense, the label was hidden by one of the cylinders... But to be honest, I probably would've double-checked. I mean, the stuff labeled chicken soup was really thick and almost yellow. The only chicken soup I'm familiar with is the kind in the can with the red and white label, and it has noodles in it! ;-) One of my friends heard the exchange and said, "Oh sweetie, you really don't cook, do you?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I really did have a great time! Just look, I'm positively glowing in this picture, even handling some raw bacon. ::shudder::&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271686914513573186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SSjLUXKoFUI/AAAAAAAABeE/OevKhftWTnw/s320/foodies+016b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a really fun night, and now our freezer is full! Hopefully if I can tackle preparing 8 meals in 90 minutes, I should be able to handle a few home-cooked ones each week!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mom and Aunt Molly, are you proud? :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-3521866088008625533?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3521866088008625533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=3521866088008625533' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3521866088008625533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3521866088008625533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-mom-aunt-molly.html' title='For Mom &amp; Aunt Molly'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SSjKZiKRmDI/AAAAAAAABd8/OP4AiM3k2-o/s72-c/foodies+011b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-1618659004288878978</id><published>2008-11-21T13:43:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T13:57:43.692-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>First Feast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SScBm9KFTsI/AAAAAAAABdk/Py19Ak3LVFE/s1600-h/bubblyfish+025a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271183657623965378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SScBm9KFTsI/AAAAAAAABdk/Py19Ak3LVFE/s200/bubblyfish+025a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grace's VPK class had their family feast today! They were all wearing their turkey t-shirts and turkey hats, and there were even turkey cupcakes! Daddy was able to join us too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271184168262429650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SScCErbx69I/AAAAAAAABds/R26MqzCCFrk/s320/bubblyfish+010a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Rachael came along, but was much more interested in checking out the room. She'll definitely be ready for preschool in August! She never wants to leave when we drop Grace off! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SScCZNIaRxI/AAAAAAAABd0/XaXkVzEX0Sc/s1600-h/bubblyfish+016a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271184520905377554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SScCZNIaRxI/AAAAAAAABd0/XaXkVzEX0Sc/s200/bubblyfish+016a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all very excited about Aunt Kiki, Uncle Jerry, Blake, Savannah and Veronica coming next week!  It'll be so much fun to have the girls together again, especially since Veronica is going to be interacting with everyone!  &lt;br /&gt;As a prayer request, it looks like Chris is going to have surgery in December on his shoulder.   Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2003 - Vanessa has Grace&lt;br /&gt;2004 - Chris has knee surgery&lt;br /&gt;2005 - Vanessa has her wisdom teeth out&lt;br /&gt;2006 - Chris has the kidney stone and surgery&lt;br /&gt;2007 - Vanessa has Rachael&lt;br /&gt;2008 - Chris has shoulder surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking this pattern needs to change!  I'm also thinking no one should take the "in sickness or in health" part of the vows for granted!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving!  We know we have been given so much to be thankful for, especially our family and friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-1618659004288878978?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/1618659004288878978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=1618659004288878978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/1618659004288878978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/1618659004288878978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-feast.html' title='First Feast'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SScBm9KFTsI/AAAAAAAABdk/Py19Ak3LVFE/s72-c/bubblyfish+025a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-5241570617670966293</id><published>2008-11-17T14:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:01:17.810-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace'/><title type='text'>She SANG!!</title><content type='html'>Here is Grace in her first "performance" -- the end of the year program after her first year of preschool, May 2007. She started out just doing her pout thing and then... Well, you can see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SSHLUFKLxZI/AAAAAAAABdE/wl-pdtKrxd4/s1600-h/endofyear+031b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269716584842904978" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SSHLUFKLxZI/AAAAAAAABdE/wl-pdtKrxd4/s320/endofyear+031b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SSHLTwCd2-I/AAAAAAAABc8/wgXLWsS0VT8/s1600-h/endofyear+033a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269716579173391330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SSHLTwCd2-I/AAAAAAAABc8/wgXLWsS0VT8/s320/endofyear+033a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yes, that's my girl with her back towards all the parents and teachers, while her classmates sang and did all the motions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Grace at the past year's program, in May 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269717252978367554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SSHL6-KF3EI/AAAAAAAABdM/sUwZ1QiKEP0/s320/eoypreschool+010a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;For any children's choir performance, Grace has improved in that she doesn't hide her face, but she has never actually been singing while she's been up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this past Sunday morning, in both worship services...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE SANG!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269717647304277170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SSHMR7ItvLI/AAAAAAAABdU/qkNEPSnJClA/s320/111608+009b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And, look!  A SMILE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269718013536715938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SSHMnPdVRKI/AAAAAAAABdc/DJfnif2EVmI/s320/111608+006b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm not really an overly emotional mom most of the time, but I was BEAMING on Sunday morning, and yes, even wiping away a couple of tears!  There's a Christmas presentation at her school in December, and of course her choir at church will sing during the holidays as well.  It'll be exciting to see her enjoying herself like she did this past Sunday morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-5241570617670966293?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5241570617670966293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=5241570617670966293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5241570617670966293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5241570617670966293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/11/she-sang.html' title='She SANG!!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SSHLUFKLxZI/AAAAAAAABdE/wl-pdtKrxd4/s72-c/endofyear+031b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-7189245798168697051</id><published>2008-11-14T15:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:05:28.435-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachael'/><title type='text'>Mama's Helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268619026833582306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SR3lFy9HqOI/AAAAAAAABcs/EJkU67nTnQg/s320/random+015a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my little helper there.  Rachael can be anywhere in the apartment, and if she hears the dishwasher being opened, she'll come running.  She loves to unload!  One day I was in the girls' room putting away their laundry and I thought I heard the dishwasher opening.  Sure enough, I walked into the kitchen to find Rachael pulling silverware out of the basket on the bottom!  I double and triple check to make sure the door locks shut now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week our church had a ladies' night out, and Chris went to meet some guys to play basketball.  He left early to set up and took Grace with him, and I brought Rachael when I left.  She saw me grab my camera and started pointing at it.  "You want me to take a picture?" I asked.  She nodded.  So I took a picture -- can you tell she's saying "cheeeeese"?  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SR3lF53u3DI/AAAAAAAABc0/tjoFYHDiGp8/s1600-h/random+018a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268619028690033714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SR3lF53u3DI/AAAAAAAABc0/tjoFYHDiGp8/s320/random+018a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachael has definitely been trying to talk a whole lot more!  It's a lot of fun to watch her babbling, clearly trying to communicate something!  One day we were with Nana, and Nana whispered, "I love you" to Rachael.  Rachael started whispering back to her, telling her a bunch of secrets!  It's so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachael also loves to point out who she's with, and who she likes to talk to.  Mama, Daddy and "Gway" are the most popular.  When I say, "Who are you?" her answer is always "Baby."  She will not say her own name, and I am starting to think she's just being stubborn, or maybe she just wants to constantly remind us that she&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the baby!!  Of course, one time I told her she was just trouble, and now once in a while when I ask her who she is, she'll answer, "Twubble."  Uh-oh!  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I'm going to try to get on video is a conversation I like to have with her.  I ask her a bunch of questions, and her answer everytime is this sweet, melodic, "No-oooooh!"  It can be pretty funny depending on the question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe she's going to be 2 in just two months?!  I can't!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-7189245798168697051?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/7189245798168697051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=7189245798168697051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7189245798168697051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7189245798168697051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/11/mamas-helper.html' title='Mama&apos;s Helper'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SR3lFy9HqOI/AAAAAAAABcs/EJkU67nTnQg/s72-c/random+015a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-7071990163073367920</id><published>2008-11-03T00:31:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T01:13:34.092-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vanessa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace'/><title type='text'>Before it's too late...</title><content type='html'>Halloween is not my favorite time of year. Truth be told, if I could skip it I probably would. However, there are always plenty of alternative fun activities for the kids to do and dressing up is usually expected. This year I even participated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264300281221865298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SQ6NNt0331I/AAAAAAAABIY/RdZf288gBEY/s320/chickfila+014a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In case you can't tell, I was Sarah Palin, and there with me was a fella with a sign saying he was Joe the Plumber. THAT was pretty funny! &lt;p&gt;Here is our little Dolphins cheerleader -- it was difficult to get a still shot of her, because she was a wiggle worm, especially when the Chick-fil-A cow was around! She was given an award for being "prettiest" that night, &lt;em&gt;awww!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264300285397353426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SQ6NN9YYw9I/AAAAAAAABIg/_G4rzHlfD4Q/s320/chickfila+009a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are two of the sweetest little fairies you'll ever see. Grace and her "BFF" Faith (who was Tinkerbell).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264300289711304418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SQ6NONc6buI/AAAAAAAABIo/28gwUl3iGHM/s320/fbcpalmbay+010a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SQ6RX6cAhAI/AAAAAAAABIw/AAL1-Q4za1c/s1600-h/august2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264304854452438018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SQ6RX6cAhAI/AAAAAAAABIw/AAL1-Q4za1c/s200/august2004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grace and Faith have been friends pretty much since Faith was born! That might have something to do with their mothers being as close to sisters as you can get without having the same parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to take the girls to a fall festival one of the local churches had, and afterwards I took them out for a very, very late dinner. They were &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SQ6SBfb0LwI/AAAAAAAABI4/Vm7c_wQNYqY/s1600-h/gracefaith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264305568758378242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SQ6SBfb0LwI/AAAAAAAABI4/Vm7c_wQNYqY/s200/gracefaith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;having the best time hanging out, and the woman in line behind me remarked at how cute they were, and how sweet they were together. While I was ordering, I heard her speaking to them, and when I finished she said, "I just asked them if they were sisters or friends, and they said &lt;em&gt;both!&lt;/em&gt; Isn't that precious?" That definitely warmed my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't already, don't forget to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264306164006390130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SQ6SkI6ACXI/AAAAAAAABJI/VzCcg0HVO3A/s200/VOTE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-7071990163073367920?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/7071990163073367920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=7071990163073367920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7071990163073367920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7071990163073367920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/11/before-its-too-late.html' title='Before it&apos;s too late...'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SQ6NNt0331I/AAAAAAAABIY/RdZf288gBEY/s72-c/chickfila+014a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-7751720382160453944</id><published>2008-10-29T22:10:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:50:59.161-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vanessa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the girls'/><title type='text'>Phillies, Pumpkins &amp; Politicians</title><content type='html'>Chris is going to be watching TV for a while to revel in the Phillies' win tonight (GO PHILLIES!), so since I'm going to be waiting for him to finish watching these postgame interviews and reports, I figured I'd update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was part of my first moms' group, one of our trips was to a pumpkin patch. I did not understand what the big deal was, but apparently this is the thing to do when you have kids. Of course, we don't carve a pumpkin for Halloween or make pumpkin pie, so we have no use for a pumpkin of any shape or size. This was basically a photo op. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have two good pictures from the past five years that have been taken at these pumpkin patches. Two. In five years. Oh well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; have some fun pictures of a trip the girls and I took to Sea World with one of my friends and her two girls, who are about the same age as our girls. We went on Tuesday, and it was &lt;em&gt;cold!!&lt;/em&gt; We had a blast though, and I managed to survive the park without Chris! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we stopped for lunch, we let the big girls sit next to us at a table by themselves, but they kept saying they were too cold to eat. I pushed their chairs closer together and tried to let some sun hit them, but it wasn't working. So I took my hoodie and put one of their arms in each of the sleeves and they cuddled together, which equaled more fun than food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grace &amp;amp; Ann Marie making the cutest little two-headed monster ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262766005244053906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SQkZzGaSyZI/AAAAAAAABHg/GjmhZcBGGf0/s320/seaworld+006a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How could I resist this??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262766014987490290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SQkZzqtT0_I/AAAAAAAABHw/S7P_bIgj5tQ/s320/seaworld+013a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachael and Susanna saying &lt;em&gt;CHEEEEEEESE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And they just kept on saying it... Over and over &lt;em&gt;and over&lt;/em&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;They thought they were&lt;em&gt; hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262766009684960626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SQkZzW9FpXI/AAAAAAAABHo/ulOvkKHWUeY/s320/seaworld+020a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At the end of the day, Rachael was a wee bit tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262767939549862466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SQkbjsQvGkI/AAAAAAAABH4/50M-_HsI_as/s320/seaworld+036asft.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I mentioned politics, right? A couple of weeks ago, Sen. John McCain came to our town for a Road to Victory Rally. The guy Chris used to work with managed to get Chris in as a volunteer, and he got to drive in McCain's motorcade! He drove a van and his passengers included two Secret Service agents and the press that was traveling with McCain. He was on a real high after speeding down local streets and blowing through stop signs and red lights!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;He scored me a VIP pass, and I had a lot of fun! Especially when Carl Cameron from FOXNews set up directly to my left to do his report! Okay, so I didn't know who he was at first, but c'mon, I have two small children and the Phillies were in the playoffs, I have had very little control over what's on TV recently! But it didn't take long for me to realize that this guy was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; popular among the crowd I was with, so:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had to have my picture taken with Campaign Carl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262770973972632450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SQkeUUXgE4I/AAAAAAAABIA/OVRVeVHg0Oo/s320/GOP+049a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As exciting as that may be, though, it does not compare to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262771328327573618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SQkeo8cTYHI/AAAAAAAABIQ/62E2cqw2GsQ/s400/seaworld+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nope, those are not wax figures or cardboard cutouts, those &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; the McCains, and that&lt;em&gt; is&lt;/em&gt; Chris. Very, very cool!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We're not big on Halloween here, but the girls (and I) will be dressing up for a Costume Night and a Fall Festival, so hopefully we'll have some cute pictures of our fairy, cheerleader, and Sarah Palin. I guess you'll have to check back to see who is who! :-D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-7751720382160453944?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/7751720382160453944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=7751720382160453944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7751720382160453944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7751720382160453944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/10/phillies-pumpkins-politicians.html' title='Phillies, Pumpkins &amp; Politicians'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SQkZzGaSyZI/AAAAAAAABHg/GjmhZcBGGf0/s72-c/seaworld+006a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-922932892756659368</id><published>2008-10-15T23:02:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T01:03:24.156-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>First Field Trip &amp; The Phillies Fan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SPawCtYYUTI/AAAAAAAABHE/9jEVecIVGxs/s1600-h/firedept+039a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257583175589712178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SPawCtYYUTI/AAAAAAAABHE/9jEVecIVGxs/s200/firedept+039a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Wednesday Grace went on her first field trip! The class met at a local fire department for a tour, then a picnic and playtime! I was a little bummed that I couldn't be a chaperone this time around, but things actually worked out pretty well! While Grace saw the station, heard the siren, and watched the hose blast some water, Rachael and I spent the morning at the playground that was right next door! Then Grace's class came over for their lunch, and after that we played some more. (Did I just rhyme?) The teacher's assistant told me that Grace was hesitant to get on the fire truck, but she went on with the assistant so she didn't miss out. She also didn't like the loud noises. That came as no surprise -- this past summer at VBS, she told me she didn't like noise and she didn't like crowds. Public school is going to come as a shock to her, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SPaxsZM5qbI/AAAAAAAABHM/8AJz_p1Hb90/s1600-h/firedept+015a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257584991238990258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SPaxsZM5qbI/AAAAAAAABHM/8AJz_p1Hb90/s200/firedept+015a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rachael is definitely her Daddy's Girl when it comes to sports! She gets excited when she sees a game on TV -- football &lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt; baseball. She even likes sitting in Chris' lap when he's watching a gamecast online! I didn't know just how important these games were to her until Monday night. We'd put her to bed and I got on the phone with one of my friends. A little bit after that, Miss Rachael started fussing in her room. We could tell she wasn't going to settle down, so Chris went in and got her. He brought her out and she just carried on -- nothing would satisfy her. She didn't want me to hold her, she didn't want anything to drink, she just kept pointing at the TV saying,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Baaaa!!&lt;/em&gt;" The second that the game came back on, she was &lt;strong&gt;silent!!&lt;/strong&gt; My friend said, "She did &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; just settle down for the game." But she had! That gives Chris a little leverage when he wants to watch some ESPN! (&lt;em&gt;Updated to add&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;GO PHILLIES!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Rachael will be able to watch a little longer!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once again, the girls did a little more heart-melting. Grace was swinging at the playground and Rachael trotted over to the little bucket swings. I put her in and Grace immediately said, "I want to push her!" So she did. Grace tickled Rachael, Rachael laughed her little head off. They have their moments of "typical" sister behavior, sure, but more often than not they are so sweet to one another! Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257585987411100738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SPaymYO1xEI/AAAAAAAABHU/WX1lcBAUm_g/s320/firedept+028a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-922932892756659368?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/922932892756659368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=922932892756659368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/922932892756659368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/922932892756659368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-field-trip-phillies-fan.html' title='First Field Trip &amp; The Phillies Fan'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SPawCtYYUTI/AAAAAAAABHE/9jEVecIVGxs/s72-c/firedept+039a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-6105877818053796932</id><published>2008-10-14T14:13:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T14:33:30.010-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>Days like these...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SPTlOmxM0qI/AAAAAAAABGk/PFJjnnLlBT8/s1600-h/backporch+001a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257078704136049314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SPTlOmxM0qI/AAAAAAAABGk/PFJjnnLlBT8/s200/backporch+001a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These things have to be documented. I mean, one day I'm going to be hearing, "Mo-&lt;em&gt;ooooom&lt;/em&gt;, Rachael took, my shoes again!" or "Mo-&lt;em&gt;oooom&lt;/em&gt;, Grace is on my side of the room!" I had a sister, I know how these things go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when there are days like these, I need to remember them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather was so nice today, we had the apartment all opened up. After we got home from &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SPTlXoi_UcI/AAAAAAAABGs/s8Z9cG9D7Q8/s1600-h/backporch+020a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257078859232137666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SPTlXoi_UcI/AAAAAAAABGs/s8Z9cG9D7Q8/s200/backporch+020a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;picking up Grace from school, we all went on the porch to blow bubbles, and we even got out the hammock chair that Chris got me for our first anniversary. The girls took turns sitting in it, then they ate some lunch, and then they just played. Grace would run through the apartment, to her room, then back out on the porch, and Rachael would either follow her or be directly ahead of her. If Grace came out first, she'd look at me and say, "Where's Rachael?" If Rachael came out first, she'd look at me and say, "Oo Gway?" (&lt;em&gt;Every single time&lt;/em&gt; -- like there were so many different options for them!) I just sat in the swing and watched them play and listened to them laughing. It was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SPTlk8XOKqI/AAAAAAAABG0/Zjf61uIQcEQ/s1600-h/backporch+007a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257079087889787554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SPTlk8XOKqI/AAAAAAAABG0/Zjf61uIQcEQ/s200/backporch+007a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I went to put Rachael down for her nap.  I left the girls' room and went into the kitchen to fix Grace a little snack. I looked out at the living room and there sat Grace, smiling ever-so-sweetly. She had cleaned up the living room. There was &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; in the middle of the floor. I walked out to thank her and tell her how proud of her I was, and gave her a hug. She pulled her face back and said, "I love you! You're the best Mommy!" I hugged her again and told her she was the best Gracie, then I squeezed her a little tighter and she said with a little laugh, "Now don't you start crying!"  She's like 5 going on 25 sometimes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt;  This is the good stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-6105877818053796932?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6105877818053796932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=6105877818053796932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6105877818053796932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6105877818053796932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/10/days-like-these.html' title='Days like these...'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SPTlOmxM0qI/AAAAAAAABGk/PFJjnnLlBT8/s72-c/backporch+001a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-3071639130965452869</id><published>2008-10-10T23:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:45:43.618-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Because I just love these...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Found these on our other camera... More bubbles, and *gasp* ME playing with the girls!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my new favorite of Chris and Rachael -- they have the same smile!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255736006861251234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SPAgDVox4qI/AAAAAAAABGE/wxZ7-fdctW8/s320/bubbles+018abw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace the Bubble Avenger, marching on after her latest attack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255736006351361778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SPAgDTvNlvI/AAAAAAAABGM/iy-2y2hNusk/s320/bubbles+037abw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Watching Rachael try to blow some bubbles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255737247721630242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SPAhLkM8qiI/AAAAAAAABGc/jls-Yst22sU/s320/bubbles+026abw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-3071639130965452869?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3071639130965452869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=3071639130965452869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3071639130965452869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3071639130965452869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/10/because-i-just-love-these.html' title='Because I just love these...'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SPAgDVox4qI/AAAAAAAABGE/wxZ7-fdctW8/s72-c/bubbles+018abw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-2112602252135183004</id><published>2008-10-09T21:50:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:15:54.647-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>Just another day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SO620CdaQYI/AAAAAAAABFU/lKeW99dow7s/s1600-h/bdaybubbles+003b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255338820317626754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SO620CdaQYI/AAAAAAAABFU/lKeW99dow7s/s200/bdaybubbles+003b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What kind of mom would I be if I didn't post as many pictures of these girls hugging as I could? We went to Olive Garden for Grandma's (Chris' mom's) birthday, and the girls shared a hug before we left! Trust me, the entire meal wasn't one big lovefest, but anything that ends like this doesn't seem so bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later in the day, Chris took the girls out to play with bubbles -- they &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; bubbles! These days Grace has taken to &lt;em&gt;attacking&lt;/em&gt; the bubbles instead of just running around catching them. You can see that here, along with Rachael carefully watching her big sister on the rampage:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255338537009857746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SO62jjDkxNI/AAAAAAAABFM/tNGCzKGUeqc/s400/bdaybubbles+030da.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are always fun to watch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255339025310057138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SO62_-HagrI/AAAAAAAABFc/snquHulCcmw/s320/bdaybubbles+022abwa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255339024860253810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SO62_8cLDnI/AAAAAAAABFk/U6Nr64tV3kk/s320/bdaybubbles+040abwa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The girls have been playing together a lot more lately, and it is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; much fun to hear them! The other night, Grace asked Rachael if she wanted to play hide-and-seek. I said, "Gracie baby, I don't know if Rachael will understand that." She confidently replied, "That's okay! I'll teach her!" A little while later, I heard her saying to Rachael, "Okay, I'm gonna go count, but first I'll show you where to hide..." Hey, it worked for them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Grace, reading to Rachael. It just warms my heart to see moments like this!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255340626786591986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SO64dMFLJPI/AAAAAAAABFs/QE2OTYpQWRE/s400/bdaybubbles+051a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;While I'm here... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LET'S GO PHILLIES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255342788310000290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SO66bAYg4qI/AAAAAAAABF8/iuL-q3TY6F8/s200/phillies.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-2112602252135183004?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2112602252135183004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=2112602252135183004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2112602252135183004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2112602252135183004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SO620CdaQYI/AAAAAAAABFU/lKeW99dow7s/s72-c/bdaybubbles+003b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-881045307443109530</id><published>2008-09-29T21:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T21:51:47.650-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>A Mommy's Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was finished doing dishes, and this is what I found in the living room:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251624663571865410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SOGEzqXhn0I/AAAAAAAABEc/dU5yCiz9l68/s400/sisterfriends+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sisters coloring together, sharing the same book, content.  Wow.  Awesome.  Not only that, but they looked up when they heard the camera beeping, and they both automatically smiled.  (Rachael is saying, "Cheeeeese!")&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251624670732791922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SOGE0FC0sHI/AAAAAAAABEk/M2pI13AlqZ0/s400/sisterfriends+002a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;How cool is&lt;em&gt; that&lt;/em&gt;??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-881045307443109530?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/881045307443109530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=881045307443109530' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/881045307443109530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/881045307443109530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/09/mommys-dream.html' title='A Mommy&apos;s Dream'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SOGEzqXhn0I/AAAAAAAABEc/dU5yCiz9l68/s72-c/sisterfriends+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-5938024052227712808</id><published>2008-09-24T23:21:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:26:17.653-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace'/><title type='text'>A week to celebrate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsNPFBMnSI/AAAAAAAABDs/SxXcfLMx2ak/s1600-h/pumpitup+006a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249804343326842146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsNPFBMnSI/AAAAAAAABDs/SxXcfLMx2ak/s200/pumpitup+006a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Oh my gosh! I'm FIVE!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I don't know why she posed like she's channeling Kevin McCallister, but it works! One day wasn't good enough for Grace, we celebrated her birthday just about every night last week! And some days too! Monday night, we went to Pump-It-Up, where she had her birthday party &lt;a href="http://cvgrmanning.blogspot.com/2007/09/pump-it-up.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt;. We just went with a couple of her friends, and she had a blast! Rachael was pretty content sitting in Daddy's lap for quite a while, but soon enough she was showing interest in the big slide. With Daddy's arm in a sling (although that's gotten much better!), it was up to MOMMY to take her down! She loved it soooo much! One time, all three of us went down (me, Rachael and Grace), and that was definitely an adventure! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsNaiyyNYI/AAAAAAAABD0/S1VJsDf3RI8/s1600-h/pumpitup+094a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249804540298016130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsNaiyyNYI/AAAAAAAABD0/S1VJsDf3RI8/s200/pumpitup+094a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday night, we had a visit from the girls' Papa (Vanessa's dad). His birthday was Monday, so he stopped by for dinner and he brought entertainment in the form of his Wii! That was a &lt;em&gt;huge&lt;/em&gt; hit, not only with Grace, but with me too! Grace played golf (her choice, she insisted), then bowling. I let everyone stay up way too late that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday was her actual birthday, and although I didn't bring goodie bags for the kids in her class (I just can't get into that), I did make cupcakes. (Yes, I said &lt;em&gt;make&lt;/em&gt;, and yes, they came from a box. You can't go wrong with Funfetti.) Grace was so proud bringing them in! We stopped by Nana's office on our way home, where Grace got the gift she'd been waiting for -- the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Little-Mermaid-Ariels-Beginning/dp/B000XUOIQO"&gt;new Little Mermaid movie&lt;/a&gt;! It also included a comb and hairbrush (plus a tiara) all with Ariel on them, and Grace now insists we can only comb and brush her hair with &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt;. Chris' mom came by after she got out of school with gifts from her and Grandpa, as well as Aunt Lisa and Uncle Darryl. Lots of miniature toys (and his mom is so brilliant, she brought a Rubbermaid container to keep them all in!) that Grace plays with... while watching the new Little Mermaid movie. These toys are especially fun for her, because they remind her of the toys she played with when she was visiting her cousins in Georgia this summer! (By the way, &lt;a href="http://katrinabeckham.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katrina&lt;/a&gt;, she wants to go back to Savannah's other Nana's so they can play Polly Pocket together again.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsOPMHI48I/AAAAAAAABEE/pDSQzmwOFAo/s1600-h/seaworld+054a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249805444742439874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsOPMHI48I/AAAAAAAABEE/pDSQzmwOFAo/s200/seaworld+054a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But wait! There's more! A while ago we asked Grace where she'd rather go for her birthday, Sea World or Busch Gardens. She chose Sea World, so that's where we went on Saturday. Chris' mom was able to join us, and we had a blast, as usual! It was especially fun watching Rachael get so much more involved this time! She was able to ride a few of the rides this time, and I think she might've tried to touch a stingray if we'd let her! (I touched FIVE of those slimy little suckers, and Grace still wouldn't try herself!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures, of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rachael comforted the Xbox controller, feeling sorry for it the night the Wii came.  On Wednesday, I let her sample some frosting.  (Because I was, and she caught me!)   She made such a fuss when I told her it was all gone, I gave her the container to prove it.  She managed to scrape every last little bit out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsOpK9j_9I/AAAAAAAABEM/QtAN4MsDYjw/s1600-h/pumpitup+079a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249805891110436818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsOpK9j_9I/AAAAAAAABEM/QtAN4MsDYjw/s200/pumpitup+079a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsOpJ8pQxI/AAAAAAAABEU/TqGVeFd78MM/s1600-h/pumpitup+105a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249805890838151954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsOpJ8pQxI/AAAAAAAABEU/TqGVeFd78MM/s200/pumpitup+105a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, isn't this cute?  Grace is poised to take Chris' position one day as tour guide at Sea World.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And Rachael looks &lt;em&gt;thrilled&lt;/em&gt; to be in the stroller, doesn't she?  She was!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If we were having trouble with her at all, if we asked, "Wanna go in the stroller?" she would immediately relax!  This was the best. thing. EVER!  It was my gift from Chris for the day.  It was even more fun to watch the girls interact in it, or watch Grace sling her arm behind Rachael's shoulders as we strolled along.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't think I can go to any theme park again without renting one of these!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249801969415920898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsLE5gunQI/AAAAAAAABCk/Ik0Li7mQ-BU/s320/seaworld+027a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's Grace waiting patiently for some dolphins to swim by.&lt;br /&gt;Even though they changed the layout and you can't really get close to where the dolphins frequent unless you spend $7 for 4 slimy fish to feed them.  I'm not bitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249802621097563586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsLq1NvVcI/AAAAAAAABCs/_o2O3ZBWOMM/s320/seaworld+033a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Miss Rachael checking out the sea turtles. &lt;br /&gt;You can tell it's at the beginning of the day -- her hat is still on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249802625127757538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsLrEOnNuI/AAAAAAAABC0/YDRspd1aC5w/s320/seaworld+023a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rachael was willing to have her picture taken with the big penguin.  Grace was not. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I could enlarge this picture -- Rachael is definitely keeping her eye on the friendly penguin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249803350022445906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsMVQq-W1I/AAAAAAAABDU/Z1lpiyWNaXM/s400/seaworld+056a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here we all are in their version of Disney's teacup ride!&lt;br /&gt;Rachael would not turn around before the ride began for Chris to get a picture of all of us,&lt;br /&gt;but he snagged one while we were in motion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsMzfF5WaI/AAAAAAAABDc/AqfOHupoufk/s1600-h/seaworld+058a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249803869289535906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsMzfF5WaI/AAAAAAAABDc/AqfOHupoufk/s320/seaworld+058a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsMzkr0pqI/AAAAAAAABDk/0yVH8nAFVbA/s1600-h/seaworld+057a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249803870790788770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsMzkr0pqI/AAAAAAAABDk/0yVH8nAFVbA/s320/seaworld+057a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was a busy, fun-filled week!  Less than 4 months before we do it all again for Rachael's 2nd birthday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-5938024052227712808?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5938024052227712808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=5938024052227712808' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5938024052227712808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5938024052227712808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/09/week-to-celebrate.html' title='A week to celebrate!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SNsNPFBMnSI/AAAAAAAABDs/SxXcfLMx2ak/s72-c/pumpitup+006a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-2655716354473216815</id><published>2008-09-17T03:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T03:21:26.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Grace!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/remix/player.swf?videoURL=http%3A%2F%2Fvid103.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fm121%2Fvannalynn76%2FGrace%2520-%2520Five%2520Years%2F6f4c5183.pbr&amp;amp;hostname=stream103.photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-2655716354473216815?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2655716354473216815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=2655716354473216815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2655716354473216815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2655716354473216815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-grace_17.html' title='Happy Birthday, Grace!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-2330282291474988466</id><published>2008-09-12T14:57:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T15:25:32.573-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>HONK! and a Prayer Request</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I tell you I live in an apartment and I've been disturbed by honking, what would your first thought be? An obnoxious neighbor? Unruly guests? A malfunctioning car alarm? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;None of the above. The honking was attributed to this guy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMq_tRz322I/AAAAAAAAA_E/a4djd4rAQx4/s1600-h/geese+015a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245215500622355298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMq_tRz322I/AAAAAAAAA_E/a4djd4rAQx4/s320/geese+015a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is with a lady friend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMq_tr6IGmI/AAAAAAAAA_M/QqAUCpB_nDs/s1600-h/geese+004a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245215507627907682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMq_tr6IGmI/AAAAAAAAA_M/QqAUCpB_nDs/s320/geese+004a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this morning, &lt;em&gt;two&lt;/em&gt; lady friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMrALVSDTqI/AAAAAAAAA_s/U5Sw3_yhsvw/s1600-h/geese+029a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245216016950316706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMrALVSDTqI/AAAAAAAAA_s/U5Sw3_yhsvw/s320/geese+029a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMq_uDYghfI/AAAAAAAAA_c/F7b2-cuY13A/s1600-h/geese+033a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMrART467iI/AAAAAAAAA_0/HSQJG6Wa7_g/s1600-h/geese+033a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMrApvUzZFI/AAAAAAAABAE/mvuqoNGhUVE/s1600-h/geese+033a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMrBhpVrJSI/AAAAAAAABAU/P-gHgTLR7KQ/s1600-h/geese+033a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245217499802969378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMrBhpVrJSI/AAAAAAAABAU/P-gHgTLR7KQ/s200/geese+033a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was one of Chris' off Fridays, and Rachael enjoyed some quality time with Daddy. See the black strap across him though? That is part of a sling he has to wear for two weeks. During the softball game Tuesday night, he went to make a catch and did &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; to his shoulder (and hung on to the ball, naturally). It was bad enough he made an appointment with the doctor &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;without my prompting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -- that has to tell you something! He has to wear the sling for two weeks, and if there isn't significant improvement by that time, he'll have an MRI. The doctor said he may have sprained it, or it could be a hairline fracture. No matter what, he has to take it easy for about 6-8 weeks. No softball, Ultimate Frisbee or flag football. No golf. No fun for Chris, basically! So please keep him in your prayers, that he heals completely and that he &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; rest it, and that I can manage without his wonderful assistance around the house. After all, he does his share of cooking (okay, &lt;em&gt;okay&lt;/em&gt;, and my share too), cleaning, and this means no rough-housing with the girls. They'll get a lot more cuddle time with him though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMq_uHsBeDI/AAAAAAAAA_k/23UaJ8KT8JU/s1600-h/funwithgirls+062a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMrApVmlreI/AAAAAAAAA_8/ruclPjRtZ1U/s1600-h/funwithgirls+062a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMrBhYTbvgI/AAAAAAAABAM/840qQ67_C-4/s1600-h/funwithgirls+062a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245217495230168578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMrBhYTbvgI/AAAAAAAABAM/840qQ67_C-4/s200/funwithgirls+062a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This girl's a little sweetheart. We went to lunch after we picked her up from school, and as we were sitting down she gave her daddy a kiss on his hurt shoulder. He smiled and told her he wished that was all it took. Rest assured that she will be praying for him. One of the things that thrills my heart is when Grace has a boo-boo that gets better, or she was just feeling a little off and gets to feeling back to normal, she'll say, "God made me better!" She knows God can make Daddy better too -- and we ask for your prayers for that as well! Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-2330282291474988466?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2330282291474988466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=2330282291474988466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2330282291474988466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2330282291474988466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/09/honk-and-prayer-request.html' title='HONK! and a Prayer Request'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMq_tRz322I/AAAAAAAAA_E/a4djd4rAQx4/s72-c/geese+015a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-6677732498489905180</id><published>2008-09-11T15:15:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T15:35:20.633-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>Fun Family Play-By-Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;In remembrance and thankfulness...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMlxQQhT2AI/AAAAAAAAA-8/Nr8nwR13vsI/s1600-h/tribute9-11-2003_gh.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244847765176178690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMlxQQhT2AI/AAAAAAAAA-8/Nr8nwR13vsI/s320/tribute9-11-2003_gh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One morning before school, I happened to get this little play-by-play on film... Or card... Or whatever you say now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rachael tries to sneak up on Grace...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244846286853103362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMlv6NVn3wI/AAAAAAAAA90/T_CcrYmeogQ/s320/funwithgirls+054a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Can I sit with you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244846299381041970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMlv68AhCzI/AAAAAAAAA98/dg_ZHIY0nQE/s320/funwithgirls+055a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Have a seat!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244846296574820386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMlv6xjdgCI/AAAAAAAAA-E/MQ6oHjrtugU/s320/funwithgirls+056a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Gracie Squeeze!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244846302044893842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMlv7F7oMpI/AAAAAAAAA-M/jl_gnsJ2uQk/s320/funwithgirls+057a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Ooooh, something interesting!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244846308606122738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMlv7eX8mvI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Uhm3xTjYX80/s320/funwithgirls+059a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"All done!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244846911863103682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMlwelrnoMI/AAAAAAAAA-c/I7fo8JVOPCw/s320/funwithgirls+061a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When Grace has free time, she does this...&lt;br /&gt;(She showed me how she put the letters&lt;br /&gt;next to the animals that they started with.  Yay, Phonics!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244847112983877458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMlwqS6jF1I/AAAAAAAAA-0/vVuU8_lcUoI/s400/funwithgirls+010a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; When Rachael has free time, she does this...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244846916938485842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMlwe4lr0FI/AAAAAAAAA-s/SFsMFTh7lE0/s320/funwithgirls+045a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Grace's Birthday Extravaganza begins next week!  She'll be FIVE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-6677732498489905180?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6677732498489905180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=6677732498489905180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6677732498489905180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6677732498489905180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-family-play-by-play.html' title='Fun Family Play-By-Play'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SMlxQQhT2AI/AAAAAAAAA-8/Nr8nwR13vsI/s72-c/tribute9-11-2003_gh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-3742108979549033493</id><published>2008-09-02T00:12:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T01:11:37.054-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Are you ready for some football?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ask Grace what teams we cheer for and she will promptly respond, "Go Dolphins! Go Gators! Go Phillies!" (The Pirate vs. Bulldog debate rages on...) On Labor Day, Chick-fil-A provided us with an opportunity to showcase our fandom, giving free Chick-N-Strips to customers wearing any football team's logo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Dol-Fan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This uniform was a shower gift when I was pregnant with Grace,&lt;br /&gt;and Chris says it's not being passed down to ANYONE!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Nicole, we are still loving this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241277983433253538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLzCjnOdYqI/AAAAAAAAA8c/UcRCQ0q2PTs/s320/laborday+006b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gator Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241277988113394626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLzCj4qSq8I/AAAAAAAAA8k/W9W_ydd8ZTU/s320/laborday+007b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of the employees was also going around offering&lt;br /&gt;stuffed cows or small footballs to the kids.&lt;br /&gt;Guess which the girls wanted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLzDDsPNVXI/AAAAAAAAA8s/1pEpfZL_sqg/s1600-h/laborday+001b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241278534534387058" style="WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" height="168" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLzDDsPNVXI/AAAAAAAAA8s/1pEpfZL_sqg/s200/laborday+001b.jpg" width="156" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLzK1l9Ap8I/AAAAAAAAA9s/R8cc2g3buIU/s1600-h/laborday+002b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241287088422299586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLzK1l9Ap8I/AAAAAAAAA9s/R8cc2g3buIU/s200/laborday+002b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLzDDjRECpI/AAAAAAAAA80/zTsVaG1sxxQ/s1600-h/laborday+002b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daddy &amp;amp; Rachael&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daddy was slick and brought a coupon for a free IceDream,&lt;br /&gt;and it was split four ways without any incident.&lt;br /&gt;(And, yes, that's right, we went out and got free chicken strips and dessert&lt;br /&gt;in the same place, we're skilled like that!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241278974695264290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLzDdT9vUCI/AAAAAAAAA88/XQc-vFyFCnE/s320/laborday+010b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grace &amp;amp; Mommy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241278974080713714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLzDdRrOA_I/AAAAAAAAA9E/-TynZeoQDoY/s320/laborday+011b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Rachael eyeing THE COW! The girls get so excited when &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLzDvXiCl5I/AAAAAAAAA9M/KbDqDWURIz4/s1600-h/laborday+012b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241279284890474386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLzDvXiCl5I/AAAAAAAAA9M/KbDqDWURIz4/s200/laborday+012b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the Chick-fil-A Cow makes an appearance! Rachael couldn't make up her mind -- she would be squealing to get closer to him, and then if Chris took her near him, she'd squeal to get away! And I'm not sure if you can see it, but Rachael has a little bruise on her cheek. When I first saw it last week, I asked what happened and Chris thought it was from when she kind of plowed into our bed. I thought maybe I was kissing her squishy cheeks too hard! My mommy senses were on alert though, and over the weekend I casually brought it up to Grace, and it turns out it was the result of a skirmish between the two. *sigh* Grace owned up to it right away, though, and apologized for a second time, because she told me she'd said she was sorry to Rachael right after it was originally done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLzHV0WAjoI/AAAAAAAAA9U/naBstpaMsNc/s1600-h/laborday+014b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241283243994549890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLzHV0WAjoI/AAAAAAAAA9U/naBstpaMsNc/s200/laborday+014b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grace wanted to hug the Cow, but instead just took the photo op! She loves going to Chick-fil-A, but I think it's because when we go we're usually meeting friends there! We were actually surprised we didn't run into more people we knew when we were there today! Especially Auburn fans -- we can't swing a cat without hitting an Auburn alum in this area!! ;-) We're definitely more of a pro family, I think, and Grace told me today that she wanted another "Dolphin dress" since Rachael fits into hers now! I told her I was pretty sure that could be arranged -- I think her dad considers that to be a wise investment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since a few people have actually commented in e-mails about how long my hair looks, I had Grace take a picture from the back. She and I are going in for haircuts this week, and I have to admit I'm tempted to get it chopped (&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; like the Mom Cut shown at the end of the &lt;a href="http://cvgrmanning.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-take-two.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt;), but I really would like to grow it a bit longer and donate it to &lt;a href="http://www.beautifullengths.com/en_US/index_home.jsp"&gt;Beautiful Lengths&lt;/a&gt;. I've got several inches to go, but I think I can hang on for a little while longer! (It's kind of flippy at the ends because I let it air dry this morning!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241284166169925730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLzILftwGGI/AAAAAAAAA9c/bGyXgU_BCzY/s320/laborday+016b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of the day, right before bedtime,&lt;br /&gt;the girls are still hanging out and having fun. :-)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241284163497674194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLzILVwoxdI/AAAAAAAAA9k/VH2fPZWhw0o/s320/laborday+021bbw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed your holiday weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-3742108979549033493?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/3742108979549033493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=3742108979549033493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3742108979549033493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/3742108979549033493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-you-ready-for-some-football.html' title='Are you ready for some football?'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLzCjnOdYqI/AAAAAAAAA8c/UcRCQ0q2PTs/s72-c/laborday+006b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-4811910330445591982</id><published>2008-08-26T00:27:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T15:19:38.748-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>First Day: Take Two!</title><content type='html'>So after &lt;a href="http://cvgrmanning.blogspot.com/2008/08/reminder-they-dont-stop-growing.html"&gt;last week's rocky start&lt;/a&gt;, it felt like we had a do-over after not returning to school for 4 days!  Yesterday I got Grace to school in plenty of time, and on the way there I asked her if she wanted me to walk her to her class or if I should drop her off in the carpool lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"You can just drop me off!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238680595474807154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLOIPvEB-XI/AAAAAAAAA7k/U6p3d3jCycA/s320/postfayfirstday+004a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I tried to take a picture without her looking as she went inside, but some of the volunteers spotted me and started shouting, "Camera! camera!" (&lt;em&gt;mamarazzi!&lt;/em&gt;), so Grace gave me one of her beautiful smiles and a wave, and off she went! Yes, it tugged at my heart, but no, I didn't cry. We might have to save the tears for next year when Grace starts kindergarten and Rachael starts preschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have any big plans or errands to run, so Rachael and I had our first morning alone together in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Looks innocent enough, doesn't she?  Casually checking out a book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238681753465951890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLOJTI6olpI/AAAAAAAAA7s/dDhlCpHM2yM/s320/postfayfirstday+011a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't be fooled!&lt;br /&gt;Rachael's effort to play with every single thing that she could get her hands on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238682215586468066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLOJuCcwEOI/AAAAAAAAA70/M6Vg-etCOmQ/s320/postfayfirstday+017a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of my good friends sent me a picture she'd taken at the zoo a couple of weeks ago. It was right after Rachael fed the giraffe -- she's giving the little "rock on" hand gesture, notice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238683051701669634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLOKetOJjwI/AAAAAAAAA8M/GAOeIfhsbn8/s400/100_2149b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The scene looked familiar to me, and I found this from 2005 (please disregard the bad hair):&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238683051708913938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLOKetP4GRI/AAAAAAAAA8U/OgTXLjcMsnA/s400/oldschool2005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Notice: 1) The girls are about the same age in these pictures! They were both right around 18 months old -- look how different they are! I don't know, it's just fascinating to me, because at the same time I see some similarities. And 2) I have the &lt;em&gt;same exact expression&lt;/em&gt; on my face each time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So much for no tears from Mommy though!  This morning Rachael and I did run some errands -- to the church, to vote, and then to the library.  As I was talking to the librarian about renewing Grace's treasured Peep DVD, Rachael made a beeline for the sliding doors.  I darted after her, but the door was sliding open, and she kept her hand on the glass.  Before I could grab her, she was stuck between the doors up to her elbow.  :-(  She cried a more scared cry than a hurt cry, but I couldn't budge her and I didn't want to tug at her, so I just held her until two of the librarians came to hold open the doors so she could slip out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She bounced back quickly though, barely a scratch on her, and used the water they gave her to dip her hand in rather to drink.  It definitely took me longer to recover, and it was all I could do to not break down right in front of the check-in desk!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All is well now though!  Just a little more excitement than we're used to!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-4811910330445591982?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4811910330445591982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=4811910330445591982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4811910330445591982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4811910330445591982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-take-two.html' title='First Day: Take Two!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLOIPvEB-XI/AAAAAAAAA7k/U6p3d3jCycA/s72-c/postfayfirstday+004a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-6882983247836581082</id><published>2008-08-26T00:11:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T00:26:58.539-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lovelylittlelovelies'/><title type='text'>A Mom of Many Talents!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLOF7z7x0GI/AAAAAAAAA7c/B6xO4jZpZj8/s1600-h/lovelies"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238678054161731682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="165" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLOF7z7x0GI/AAAAAAAAA7c/B6xO4jZpZj8/s320/lovelies" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've raved about Liz's &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5288577"&gt;Lovely Little Lovelies&lt;/a&gt;, but hair clips are just the beginning for this SuperMom -- this is a woman of &lt;strong&gt;MANY&lt;/strong&gt; talents! If you have a daughter, granddaughter, niece or know someone who does, and would like the chance to win an &lt;em&gt;adorable&lt;/em&gt; dress &lt;em&gt;with&lt;/em&gt; matching hair clips, head to &lt;a href="http://lovelylittlelovelies.blogspot.com/2008/08/random-giveaway.html"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt; and leave her a comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLOEmHYAJTI/AAAAAAAAA7U/4M2i3GPYsgw/s1600-h/lovelies"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-6882983247836581082?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6882983247836581082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=6882983247836581082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6882983247836581082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6882983247836581082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/08/mom-of-many-talents.html' title='A Mom of Many Talents!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLOF7z7x0GI/AAAAAAAAA7c/B6xO4jZpZj8/s72-c/lovelies' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-7940747021997092198</id><published>2008-08-24T22:24:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T10:10:50.657-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>This is how we roll...</title><content type='html'>Or bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After five days of being stuck indoors, we were ready to be anywhere other than the apartment!! We were able to find some fine family fun going bowling with Nana, Grandpa Ken and Aunt Ashley! It was Grace's first time, and she has already asked us at least 1,547 times when we can go again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace was ready -- gotta love bowling shoes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238281028815819698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLIc15Q8E7I/AAAAAAAAA50/Fryr7aHC9Tw/s320/bowling+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rachael selecting the perfect ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238281029367359682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLIc17Ub6MI/AAAAAAAAA58/4Z3xNadGXow/s320/bowling+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of Grace's turns -- what form!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238281034529825090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLIc2OjQ4UI/AAAAAAAAA6E/iWVfbI9LRCs/s320/bowling+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She's pleased with her score!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238281035474312354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLIc2SEcnKI/AAAAAAAAA6M/q6PUeVI307o/s320/bowling+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rachael didn't want to leave Ashley's side all night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238282016953539314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLIdvaXVGvI/AAAAAAAAA6U/GCA554maG7o/s320/bowling+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is her reaction when Ashley had to bowl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238282019890976850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLIdvlTq2FI/AAAAAAAAA6c/jPYoDzEkQH0/s320/bowling+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She could be cheering, but really what she's doing is tensing up and going, &lt;em&gt;"EEEEEE!!!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you probably have to be there to understand, but trust me, it's hilarious! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And if you ask her to do it, she does it over and over. Such a ham&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238282026451956850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLIdv9v7dHI/AAAAAAAAA6k/gE4nCC2CXIk/s320/bowling+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We went to Friendly's afterwards, where Grace concentrated on a word search. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still can't get over this girl's eyelashes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238282041304272082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLIdw1E_zNI/AAAAAAAAA6s/X5wYdSYruak/s320/bowling+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rachael tried on my lipstick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Don't worry, she hasn't learned how to twist it up... YET!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238282060718444482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLIdx9Zsj8I/AAAAAAAAA60/xAjuh5hQtqk/s320/bowling+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grace and Aunt Ashley, so sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238282254238535474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLId9OUezzI/AAAAAAAAA68/rdLdKZ1o6RY/s320/bowling+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More rolling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We went for the first walk/ride with Grace's new helmet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238282252386709682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLId9Ha-MLI/AAAAAAAAA7E/T_stjJR5q-8/s320/bowling+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FABULOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238282271591750658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLId-O9z3AI/AAAAAAAAA7M/6E6J1bT0w8A/s320/bowling+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The helmet already went through its first performance test... Grace headed right on her bike and we were going left, so she tried to swivel back around. One of the training wheels went up too high and she toppled over. It was actually a pretty bad fall, but she came out of it with a very, very small scrape on her knee (that you couldn't see after her shower, but she wanted a Band-Aid nonetheless!), and we knew she bumped her chin but there wasn't anything there. BUT, the helmet's visor part &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; scratched up, meaning it hit the pavement. If there was ever any doubt about the necessity of a helmet for a child on a bike with training wheels, it was erased in that moment!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had to come back to edit this post, I forgot to mention that after crying in pain, getting hugs from Mommy, Daddy &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; Rachael, Grace got right back up on her bike and rode the rest of the way home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride safe!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-7940747021997092198?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/7940747021997092198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=7940747021997092198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7940747021997092198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7940747021997092198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-how-we-roll.html' title='This is how we roll...'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SLIc15Q8E7I/AAAAAAAAA50/Fryr7aHC9Tw/s72-c/bowling+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-6149436547537311879</id><published>2008-08-22T09:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T10:08:47.067-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Free From Fay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember the scene on Wednesday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SK7FuprQ_oI/AAAAAAAAA5c/iInlAjmp0PE/s1600-h/faydaytwo+032a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237340821930442370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SK7FuprQ_oI/AAAAAAAAA5c/iInlAjmp0PE/s400/faydaytwo+032a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was yesterday, already a huge difference.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SK7FvOhK2uI/AAAAAAAAA5k/MAgOruQa4Fo/s1600-h/thirdday+011a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237340831820208866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SK7FvOhK2uI/AAAAAAAAA5k/MAgOruQa4Fo/s400/thirdday+011a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SK7FvnZBnXI/AAAAAAAAA5s/NYWu14hr-Xw/s1600-h/dayfour+002a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237340838496935282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SK7FvnZBnXI/AAAAAAAAA5s/NYWu14hr-Xw/s400/dayfour+002a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this isn't the norm!  Friends in the area having been wading out in knee-deep flood water, catfish are swimming across their sidewalks, cars have been submerged -- sometimes even big ol' trucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to venture out with the girls sometime today, but I'm really not sure what the roads are like.  Chris did go to work today (the businesses had their employees report), so maybe he can give me an idea what it's like and where it's safe to travel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Keep those who were severely affected in your thoughts and prayers, as well as those who are getting a taste of Fay in the northwest area of Florida!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-6149436547537311879?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6149436547537311879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=6149436547537311879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6149436547537311879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6149436547537311879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/08/free-from-fay.html' title='Free From Fay?'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SK7FuprQ_oI/AAAAAAAAA5c/iInlAjmp0PE/s72-c/faydaytwo+032a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-4257656350133036016</id><published>2008-08-20T17:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T17:32:31.087-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Fay, Fay, Go Away!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKyLXT-VxII/AAAAAAAAA5M/iV8Xfac1u3w/s1600-h/faydaytwo+032a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236713699340043394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKyLXT-VxII/AAAAAAAAA5M/iV8Xfac1u3w/s400/faydaytwo+032a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAY WATCH: DAY TWO!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the worst of it for us.  We have some standing water on our porch, but there's no real threat of it seeping in.  We've had two calls with recorded messages from the police department telling us that residents are to stay indoors, roads are unsafe for travel -- even for emergency vehicles.  We lost power for maybe 20 minutes earlier today (the longest 20 minutes of Grace's life, I believe), and our internet connection was a little touch-and-go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have seen pictures from other friends in this area and other parts of Florida, even the type they show on the news with canoes being paddled on a residential street.  What we're seeing in our little neck of the wood is NOTHING compared to what they're seeing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Apparently school has been cancelled again tomorrow, so we'll likely have another day indoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All in all, though, what we're experiencing is &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt;.  Call us blessed (that's what we say), call us lucky -- we're thankful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-4257656350133036016?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4257656350133036016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=4257656350133036016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4257656350133036016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4257656350133036016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/08/fay-fay-go-away.html' title='Fay, Fay, Go Away!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKyLXT-VxII/AAAAAAAAA5M/iV8Xfac1u3w/s72-c/faydaytwo+032a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-5152033639674361681</id><published>2008-08-19T21:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T01:31:55.830-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Greetings from Fay!</title><content type='html'>I love it when the weather is so newsworthy!  After 2004, you'd think that the media would treat a Tropical Storm with as much interest as they would a politician being &lt;em&gt;honest&lt;/em&gt; (get it? they never report that! ha!), but from what I see, Fay is getting a lot of press.  So far it's been a lot of wind and rain, but nothing really exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But look up at the top of the blog, where the girls are standing.  I'll wait... That's our little pond or whatever on a good day, after several weeks of pretty consistent rain in the afternoons.   Here it is today.  Notice our lamp has been blown over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKt5mofvabI/AAAAAAAAA4k/8xTXD8icgEw/s1600-h/fay+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236412696360872370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKt5mofvabI/AAAAAAAAA4k/8xTXD8icgEw/s320/fay+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I went downstairs and took a direct look at it.  The light was bobbing up and down as the wind blew, and there were some huge fish swimming around in that shallow part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236412702310862418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKt5m-qVDlI/AAAAAAAAA40/ed2yF4zUkOY/s320/fay+032a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know what to think about that light still working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKt5m3YYtpI/AAAAAAAAA4s/v39ynWC8MCg/s1600-h/fay+029a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236412700356556434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKt5m3YYtpI/AAAAAAAAA4s/v39ynWC8MCg/s320/fay+029a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what I found!  Even in my mad rush to get Grace to school yesterday, I did manage to take &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ONE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; picture -- I'd forgotten!  And even in our mad rush, she managed to totally &lt;em&gt;WORK IT!&lt;/em&gt;  Seriously, when I saw the picture I remembered saying, "Grace, smile!" on my way to the car with Rachael on my arm and her bag over my shoulder, and in a split second Grace turned and posed.  (Where the heck did she learn that?!)  She is still using the same Dora backpack she had from her first day of preschool -- that thing has been through some serious spills in the past couple of years, but it's kept up well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKt5nKpY5ZI/AAAAAAAAA48/X4usxMsrq_E/s1600-h/fay+009a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236412887625646354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKt5xxA0QRI/AAAAAAAAA5E/TqoVqzt_h34/s400/fay+009a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-5152033639674361681?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5152033639674361681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=5152033639674361681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5152033639674361681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5152033639674361681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/08/greetings-from-fay.html' title='Greetings from Fay!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKt5mofvabI/AAAAAAAAA4k/8xTXD8icgEw/s72-c/fay+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-7647386821426319018</id><published>2008-08-18T16:47:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T01:32:01.918-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>Reminder: They don't stop growing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235962489013727234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKngJHbu8AI/AAAAAAAAA2s/SX9r42WlGGA/s320/randomday+038bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Today began a transition for us, as Grace had her first day of VPK and Rachael and I spent some time together in the morning. Miss Rachael isn't taking morning naps anymore, so my challenge will be to keep her entertained. Thankfully she manages to entertain herself most of the time! Sometimes she uses my empty purses, hoisting them over her shoulder and saying, "Bye!" as she walks to the front door. She's started getting into playing with Grace's baby doll, and it might be time for her to have her own. (The dilemma: give her Grace's and get Grace a new one? Or get Rachael a new one? Or avoid all frustration and get them both new baby dolls??) And while Rachael and I get to know each other better (because this girl's personality is developing faster than I can keep up), Grace will be spending 5 days a week in Voluntary Pre-Kindergarten. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235968446101544802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKnlj3UJX2I/AAAAAAAAA4E/GNjF-1GmY1A/s320/randomday+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's Rachael playing peek-a-boo with a basket that usually holds various little toys. She always enjoys being comic relief for us! If she gets a laugh or a cheer from people, she'll keep doing her "act" over and over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It would be my pleasure to show you a picture of Miss Grace on her first day of school... But I don't have one. I must've turned off my alarm clock in my sleep (I do that), and I woke up at about the time we would've needed to leave in order to get there. I rushed to throw some clothes on, pull my hair into a ponytail and decided to wear my glasses since my contacts were giving me problems, and thankfully Grace was so excited that she was happy to get herself ready for her big day without any assistance! Rachael also was very helpful when I got her ready, and didn't squirm around and try to give herself big, sloppy kisses on the mirror the whole time I was putting her clothes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235968442864607362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKnljrQZoII/AAAAAAAAA38/mTT0l56oxhU/s320/randomday+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you believe she's going to be FIVE next month?!? FIVE! This girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of showing up looking like a mommy who had her act together, instead of letting Grace get a feel for the room and possibly meeting some of the mommies and their kids, I fumbled in late, and made my dear, sweet Grace even later by parking on the wrong side of the building. When we finally got to her class, everyone was already in the middle of the room counting to 20. Grace loves counting to 20! The teacher's assistant came back and welcomed us, and I had to ask a few questions about where to pick her up, and I feared looking like I had no idea what I was doing, where I was going -- basically that I was a complete mess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By the time Rachael and I returned to pick Grace up, though, it was a different story. I had a productive morning -- I managed to take some books and a DVD back to the library, pick up a trial pair of contacts until I could get in for an appointment, go home and get Rachael a snack, take a shower (with her awake, a feat in and of itself), and then make myself presentable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know I had to look much different than I did when I dropped Grace off, because the teacher's assistant brought her out and honestly did a double-take. Maybe I'll just tell her the girl who dropped Grace off the first day was the nanny, who I promptly fired. Anyway, Grace had a fun day and already told me about another little girl that she played with on the playground, so she managed to make a friend on her first day. :-) This month she gets to learn about what makes her special -- they're going to need more than a month!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are some pictures from our trip to the zoo last Friday, our last hoorah before school got started!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think the giraffes are the best part! At the bottom you can see the baby, Stephanie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235969095318380818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKnmJp1gIRI/AAAAAAAAA4M/gYFO2ord1jc/s320/playgroup+011a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grace always gets skittish around those big ol' nasty giraffe tongues! Can't say I blame her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235969098089924162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKnmJ0KShkI/AAAAAAAAA4U/UcqouJrdhUU/s320/playgroup+006a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't have a picture because I was holding her, but Rachael fed the giraffe, showing no fear whatsoever!! Here she's just checking them out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235969103071866770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKnmKGuE75I/AAAAAAAAA4c/SuqOKRRQxaw/s320/playgroup+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The girls were given some pellets to feed the deer in one part of the zoo, and Rachael was once again very brave. Somehow she kept being given more pellets, and she decided that she'd had enough so she kept giving hers to Grace. Awww, sharing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235967938827150754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKnlGVkgZaI/AAAAAAAAA3s/e5CzJRppBS0/s320/playgroup+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grace's turn! She had no problem feeding the deer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235967941269695378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKnlGeq2q5I/AAAAAAAAA30/IB7sP2VoXro/s320/playgroup+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This weekend we stopped for a bite to eat with the girls at a restaurant, and a mom who was there with her older daughters (both older elementary age, I would guess) said to me, "They only get more fun!" I thanked her for saying that! So often people tell you, "Oh, I miss that age," or "Just gets harder from here!" Obviously I love the girls through every age and stage, but I also love thinking about them as two little ladies! It's nice to think fondly on the times that have passed, but there's so much to look forward to also!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-7647386821426319018?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/7647386821426319018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=7647386821426319018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7647386821426319018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7647386821426319018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/08/reminder-they-dont-stop-growing.html' title='Reminder: They don&apos;t stop growing!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SKngJHbu8AI/AAAAAAAAA2s/SX9r42WlGGA/s72-c/randomday+038bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-8029229579538645862</id><published>2008-08-05T01:45:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T02:15:32.778-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachael'/><title type='text'>Mullet, be gone!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so maybe it isn't every mother's worst nightmare, but as Rachael's hair grew, I noticed the top wasn't growing as fast as the back, and the back was getting a little wild. So there she sat -- business in the front, party in the back. Grace's hair was so easy -- I was even able to cut it myself! I made the rookie mistake of cutting her bangs too far back, but otherwise it was pretty simple. Then Chris' barber took the task of keeping it trimmed, and now we've moved to my stylist for her hair. With Rachael's, though, I didn't want to make any mistakes! I also didn't want to be the one responsible if all her little curls disappeared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked a friend if she knew of any places that specifically did kids' hair, and she answered, "&lt;a href="http://www.snipits.com/"&gt;Snip-Its&lt;/a&gt;." It was GREAT! It was $16.95 for the haircut, a certificate, and a little lock of her hair in a delicate little bag tied with a ribbon. That's a little steep, but in the end I think Chris and I both agreed it was worth it! The stylist was patient and was able to stay with Rachael no matter how she moved, and her hair looks so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Before Shot! Rachael was remarkably happy! She had only taken a quick snooze in the car on the way up to the shop and we were afraid she'd be out of sorts. Nope! She was amazing the whole time, no fussing at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SJfpZZwDEvI/AAAAAAAAA1k/H6BIpD5XOTA/s1600-h/2008_08010020b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230906114832536306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SJfpZZwDEvI/AAAAAAAAA1k/H6BIpD5XOTA/s320/2008_08010020b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the stylist at work, with Rachael gripping one of the two lollipops she was given while she was there, and holding a mirror she'd been given. You can also see bubbles -- there was a little girl who was there, I believe she was someone's granddaughter, and she was blowing bubbles to entertain Grace! They had a small cushioned sitting area in front of the chair, as well as a monitor that they showed their own little cartoons on. It was the same in each of their stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SJfpZWg4zhI/AAAAAAAAA1s/KeW3EtxOfqo/s1600-h/2008_08010031b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230906113963642386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SJfpZWg4zhI/AAAAAAAAA1s/KeW3EtxOfqo/s320/2008_08010031b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I could say "Billy Ray Cyrus," the cut was over, and the stylist had managed to put two little piggy tails in Rachael's hair, complete with ribbons! I think you can see the improvement! When her hair dries, there's still so much bounce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SJfpZsyvojI/AAAAAAAAA10/CTWLamzqVyI/s1600-h/2008_08010040b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230906119944118834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SJfpZsyvojI/AAAAAAAAA10/CTWLamzqVyI/s320/2008_08010040b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Rachael giggling after the stylist dusted to get any stray hairs off of her. :-) I don't know if you can see it, but she also swiped Rachael's hair with PINK coloring! She offered to put some in Grace's hair, but Grace declined. Grace was more focused on taking the little cards that they'd given her and Rachael and putting it into the machine in front of the register that spit a toy out at them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SJfpZrfyrcI/AAAAAAAAA18/nmJ4o44wqHc/s1600-h/adorables+020b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230906694872193394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SJfp7KkR2XI/AAAAAAAAA2E/jXp1JIgE6sk/s320/2008_08010042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day Monday I tried to get a picture of the girls together, wearing t-shirts that said "I Am Adorable!" The best laid plans... Here are the girls out in the (finally) green grass -- the only picture of them together I could snag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230906852235692226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SJfqEUyqSMI/AAAAAAAAA2M/XzBN4NZmZvs/s400/adorables+020b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-8029229579538645862?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8029229579538645862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=8029229579538645862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/8029229579538645862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/8029229579538645862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/08/mullet-be-gone.html' title='Mullet, be gone!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SJfpZZwDEvI/AAAAAAAAA1k/H6BIpD5XOTA/s72-c/2008_08010020b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-5178403388683097467</id><published>2008-07-30T14:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T14:15:03.948-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>Sisterly Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SJCtRRHuOGI/AAAAAAAAA1c/4pdi17TQ1f0/s1600-h/knights+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228869679542319202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SJCtRRHuOGI/AAAAAAAAA1c/4pdi17TQ1f0/s320/knights+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I almost forgot about this picture!  This was when we went to dinner before The Backyardigans -- Grace asked for a hug, and Rachael happily obliged!  This is something that's been happening more often lately, especially if one of them gets upset.  If Grace starts to whimper or cry (which happens mostly when she doesn't get her way), Rachael will come over and hug her and give her a big kiss complete with sound effect!  &lt;em&gt;MMMM-WAH!&lt;/em&gt;  When Rachael is upset, Grace will say, "Come here, Rachael," and Rachael will walk over with her arms outstretched.  Grace is currently trying to teach Rachael how to give and receive Eskimo kisses, the same way our Daddy did with my sister and I.  Grace even keeps the "mugga, mugga" sound effect we had with that.  :-)  These are the best days!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-5178403388683097467?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5178403388683097467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=5178403388683097467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5178403388683097467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5178403388683097467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/07/sisterly-love.html' title='Sisterly Love'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SJCtRRHuOGI/AAAAAAAAA1c/4pdi17TQ1f0/s72-c/knights+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-5252045184310392311</id><published>2008-07-24T20:25:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:02:55.971-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>The theater, darling!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was an overcast Wednesday night. Chris and I loaded the girls in the car and headed out to meet his mom for some fine dining (Panera) and a show at our center for performing arts. The show we were taking in (all thanks to Grandma)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SIkiwBreRcI/AAAAAAAAA0M/51MVxE9wqZA/s1600-h/imageone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226747051020010946" style="CURSOR: hand" height="198" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SIkiwBreRcI/AAAAAAAAA0M/51MVxE9wqZA/s320/imageone.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SIkiwEcRbkI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Nf7N7K0QctE/s1600-h/imagetwo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226747051761561154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SIkiwEcRbkI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Nf7N7K0QctE/s320/imagetwo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As you can see, the actors' faces were shown instead of replicas of the cartoons, I read that's so the kids can see their expressions. That's all well and good, but if you have a particular preschooler who notices things like "those are just adults dressed in costumes" (as one sitting behind us did) or cares that the voices don't sound a great deal like the actual cartoon (as mine did), you may have a slight challenge ahead of you. The show was really cute and fun, and Grace's favorite, Uniqua, maintained her cheery smile throughout the whole show, and there was definitely enough music and comedy for kids to keep her entertained! Rachael enjoyed it too! She watched all of it, only taking her eyes off the stage when she changed laps! :-) She clapped and cheered, had a ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grace with her shield!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226747755057583058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SIkjZAbHE9I/AAAAAAAAA0c/b9ROJb5Gjqw/s320/knights+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Mommy, it's not a hat!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226747989794121186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SIkjmq4qZeI/AAAAAAAAA00/hYJDWRp8m80/s200/knights+015a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rachael thinks it works as an accessory too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226747759530536946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SIkjZRFi7_I/AAAAAAAAA0s/BQ0CW1uIB7M/s320/knights+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today was another big day! While we were in California, Chris' mom took the girls to the library one day and said they really enjoyed it, so I took them to ours today and...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grace got her first library card!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226749462956678034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SIkk8a1_G5I/AAAAAAAAA1M/DX198jN1p6o/s320/library+001a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I think she was supposed to get a cute, colorful one with a turtle or something on it because she's not 5 yet (less than 2 months!!), so I'm going to have to call about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rachael had fun too! &lt;br /&gt;(This is what you get when you ask her to smile now!  PRECIOUS!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226748941090157090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SIkkeCvT8iI/AAAAAAAAA1E/mbZAkGBKXpI/s320/library+002a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace is getting ready to go to KinderPraise next week, and then before we know it we'll be getting a home visit from her teacher at her new school, and then it's going to be time for school to start! And then she's going to turn 5! ACK!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-5252045184310392311?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5252045184310392311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=5252045184310392311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5252045184310392311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5252045184310392311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/07/theater-darling.html' title='The theater, darling!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SIkiwBreRcI/AAAAAAAAA0M/51MVxE9wqZA/s72-c/imageone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-827864715252626995</id><published>2008-07-23T23:56:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T01:05:03.195-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Us'/><title type='text'>Home again, home again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Did I fall off the face of the earth? Well, no, but I did almost wind up in Mexico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;While Grace and I were visiting my sister in Georgia, Chris found out that he was definitely being sent for training on a program he uses at work. Where was the training? Temecula, California -- a wine country area just one hour north of San Diego. Being the amazing, wonderful, BEST HUSBAND EVER that he is, he bought me a plane ticket so I could go too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, that means Chris and I were gone &lt;em&gt;by ourselves&lt;/em&gt; for about a week. I couldn't believe it either! His parents lovingly cared for the girls while we were gone, and a dear friend offered to keep Snickers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now, you would think that I would have at least one slideshow's worth of photos to share. Nope. On the third day, I accidentally deleted all of the pictures I'd taken. Granted, there weren't that many (I was surprised, too), but I liked what I had and it was disappointing! When we first arrived, even though I was feeling pretty rotten, Chris and I took a Trolley Tour of San Diego. It was actually a lot of fun! Except when the trolley went over the Coronado Bridge. Chris' leg may still be bruised from where I had gripped it for that part of the ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Coronado Bridge -- scary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226432790676870738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SIgE7qq_llI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Q9PWknTZTzE/s320/Coronado+Bridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The second day, Chris began training and I returned to San Diego to meet a friend at Seaport Village. After being directed to two different trolleys (the kind that are really more like trains) that were heading for Mexico rather than my desired destination, I was told by the third police officer I asked that I could &lt;em&gt;walk&lt;/em&gt; to where I wanted to be. Walk! It was about a mile and a half away, but walking that distance in San Diego, California is much different than walking a mile basically anywhere in Florida! NO HUMIDITY! Now, the locals were commenting on how bad it was, and I just laughed. I walked the distance without breaking a sweat! The scenery was gorgeous, the weather was beautiful -- I very well could have skipped through the streets! But I didn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me at Seaport Village&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226433115119681122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SIgFOjUL_mI/AAAAAAAAAzU/A6T-WUN96R0/s200/100_0675a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Very cool monument next to the USS Midway. (Taken by my tour guide for the day!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226438319616927586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SIgJ9flBp2I/AAAAAAAAAz8/1ERNxCN6_jY/s200/100_0672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I made it to Seaport Village and I ate lunch with my friend and her adorable son, then we continued to just stroll down Harbor Drive and take in the sights. That evening, Chris and I went to Ladera Beach to meet some friends that had moved to California from Florida and we got to meet &lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; adorable son after seeing him grow up in pictures for almost a year! It couldn't have been a more perfect day! Well, we could've done without Highway 74 -- forever known to us as Dramamine Drive! Thankfully our friends gave us an alternate route back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Highway 74 - scarier!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SIgFjzjr79I/AAAAAAAAAzc/kyTopqm0YUA/s1600-h/hwy74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226433480256909266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SIgFjzjr79I/AAAAAAAAAzc/kyTopqm0YUA/s200/hwy74.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next three days while Chris was in training, I busied myself doing... Well, pretty much nothing! I drove through the Temecula Valley Wine Country, I read, I slept, I lounged at the pool. It was wonderful! Chris was done no later than 4:30 each day so we had plenty of time together in the evenings. The last day we went through Temecula's Old Town with his three co-workers (they definitely made the trip even more fun!), did some light shopping and then had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were definitely ready to get home to our girls!! The trip was amazing and I am so thankful we had that time together (and I had that time to myself), but there is a lot to be said to hearing the squeal of "Mommy!" and feeling little arms tight around your neck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just Chris and I -- we were tired!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226436998341728146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SIgIwlceF5I/AAAAAAAAAzs/93ERtt1t76c/s320/winecountry+010a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-827864715252626995?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/827864715252626995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=827864715252626995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/827864715252626995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/827864715252626995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/07/home-again-home-again.html' title='Home again, home again!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SIgE7qq_llI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Q9PWknTZTzE/s72-c/Coronado+Bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-4399749354410458026</id><published>2008-07-12T10:51:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T11:22:27.230-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace'/><title type='text'>What's in a name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SHjLa-JYEmI/AAAAAAAAAy8/WQltSarWJTE/s1600-h/071008+003a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222147432155452002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SHjLa-JYEmI/AAAAAAAAAy8/WQltSarWJTE/s200/071008+003a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SHjIH2B-acI/AAAAAAAAAy0/1JrQnIZSVm4/s1600-h/071008+011a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222143805024528834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SHjIH2B-acI/AAAAAAAAAy0/1JrQnIZSVm4/s200/071008+011a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grace took dance previously and did enjoy it, but her interest fizzled at the end of the year so we didn't continue. She would talk about it, though, and show us the different things that her teacher there had taught. It obviously wasn't forgotten. When we saw that the arts academy through the church was offering this dance camp, I had my doubts as her age group would only have 6 45-minute lessons. However, Grace had a great time and really enjoyed herself -- and she wasn't half bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222142848711700354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SHjHQLfOr4I/AAAAAAAAAyk/zZ128_pJKek/s320/071008+025a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222143090237299906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SHjHePPa3MI/AAAAAAAAAys/OsFNfY-RJ0A/s320/071008+031a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My pictures didn't turn out as well as I would've liked, and the video camera wasn't working when I tried to tape her. I used the video feature on the camera so Chris would be able to see Grace in action, and I put this together. I don't know how much you can really see of her, but it's still cute. :-) Enjoy! (She's the first one on the left, in case you couldn't figure that out. The adorable miniature ballerina in the middle is her friend, &lt;a href="http://familyforevermoore.blogspot.com/"&gt;Abbey&lt;/a&gt;!) :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e0ab42046a59e809" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De0ab42046a59e809%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331697671%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1EAE2F95D2BC62AC5F36C3EBE1DAF8B93964E66D.12CE494350E21043074F4830C2C35922A07B7411%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De0ab42046a59e809%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfIREwbcz1tvVvCAx1PQLtr5bahI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De0ab42046a59e809%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331697671%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1EAE2F95D2BC62AC5F36C3EBE1DAF8B93964E66D.12CE494350E21043074F4830C2C35922A07B7411%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De0ab42046a59e809%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfIREwbcz1tvVvCAx1PQLtr5bahI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-4399749354410458026?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e0ab42046a59e809&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4399749354410458026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=4399749354410458026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4399749354410458026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4399749354410458026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/07/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a name?'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SHjLa-JYEmI/AAAAAAAAAy8/WQltSarWJTE/s72-c/071008+003a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-4090884436835629070</id><published>2008-07-07T09:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T09:57:05.027-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July Slideshow - Take Two!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w103.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w103.photobucket.com/albums/m121/vannalynn76/4th of July/8131c2c6.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i103.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=8" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s103.photobucket.com/albums/m121/vannalynn76/4th%20of%20July/?action=view&amp;current=8131c2c6.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-4090884436835629070?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4090884436835629070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=4090884436835629070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4090884436835629070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4090884436835629070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july-slideshow-take-two.html' title='4th of July Slideshow - Take Two!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-8053572519937383492</id><published>2008-07-05T23:33:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T02:21:58.537-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Fun on the 4th!  (And 3rd, and 5th!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SHA9vCoqjqI/AAAAAAAAAx0/5K4TDbK22Nw/s1600-h/bdayparty+001a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219739846492982946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SHA9vCoqjqI/AAAAAAAAAx0/5K4TDbK22Nw/s320/bdayparty+001a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SHA9vACFXuI/AAAAAAAAAx8/QU_ewqWgRPg/s1600-h/bdayparty+040a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219739845794291426" style="CURSOR: hand" height="299" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SHA9vACFXuI/AAAAAAAAAx8/QU_ewqWgRPg/s320/bdayparty+040a.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Could this summer BE any fuller?? I cannot believe that July is already here and we are already almost a week through it! Chris' holiday weekend wasn't much of a holiday at all as he and his dad were umpiring every day, 2 games per day, for a tournament! He was able to join us for &lt;a href="http://familyforevermoore.blogspot.com/"&gt;Princess Abbey's&lt;/a&gt; 3rd birthday, though! The girls were all smiles in the pictures shown above... Let's just say I was fortunate to get those shots! ;-) It was a great party with several beautiful princesses running around, my girls were just a little moody!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa came to visit us on the 4th, bearing gifts! Grace has taken the Nemo-type stuffed fish with her everywhere so far! Papa knows what he's doing and also brought BUBBLES! It was a beautiful day, so we went outside and the girls had so much fun chasing them everywhere! I got some fun "action shots" that are in the slideshow below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening, Rachael and Chris were completely wiped out, and at the last minute Grace and I were able to join &lt;a href="http://www.jim-n-katye.com/"&gt;the Campbells&lt;/a&gt; to go watch the fireworks. Grace has outgrown being afraid of them, and she only covers her ears during the finale! It's so fun to hear her commentary throughout the show! I snuck in a picture of she and I at the end, and someone else snuck into the shot as well! :-) So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219741195505631234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SHA-9kGWAAI/AAAAAAAAAyU/7j_kU-jZnUg/s320/fireworks+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chris and his dad finished up late on the 4th, so after they got home on the 5th we went over for a little cookout. Grandpa was in the backyard with the girls, and I took some fun pictures of Rachael, our little athlete, that I put in the slideshow. There were too many to choose from!! In a RARE moment of stillness, I grabbed a picture of she and I -- I think it's the first one I've gotten like this since she was about 6 months old! Look at those eyes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SHA9vQzPopI/AAAAAAAAAyE/KpuewIW7AV4/s1600-h/fireworks+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SHA9vnuQ8WI/AAAAAAAAAyM/vT2jQi5Sr5c/s1600-h/070508+013a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219739856448581986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SHA9vnuQ8WI/AAAAAAAAAyM/vT2jQi5Sr5c/s320/070508+013a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, I'm going to try to show the slideshow in a separate post, it's not working in this one! Hope you and your family had fun celebrating our Independence Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-8053572519937383492?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8053572519937383492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=8053572519937383492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/8053572519937383492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/8053572519937383492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-on-4th-and-3rd-and-5th.html' title='Fun on the 4th!  (And 3rd, and 5th!)'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SHA9vCoqjqI/AAAAAAAAAx0/5K4TDbK22Nw/s72-c/bdayparty+001a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-5546296745048630926</id><published>2008-07-02T15:54:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T00:33:24.089-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Where did June go?!</title><content type='html'>June was a blur! After swim lessons finished up, we headed right into Vacation Bible School! I taught 3rd grade again, and had assistance from Ashley for the 3rd year in a row! We had an amazing class, they were so well-behaved right off the bat and even earned this very prestigious award:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://image.orientaltrading.com/otcimg/34_68.jpg" border="0" /&gt; They got to carry the pink flamingo around with them for a day, I was so proud! (I wonder if it had anything to do with the fact that I managed to have 15 girls and 4 boys in my class...) I even figured out a way to make sure they all got a chance to carry the flamingo as we walked around! &lt;p&gt;After VBS finished up on Thursday, we dropped Rachael off at her Grandma's, and Grace, Nana and I all headed up to Georgia to visit &lt;a href="http://katrinabeckham.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katrina&lt;/a&gt; and her family, and meet Veronica! With a stop for dinner and another for gas, the drive took 10 hours. Mom's wonderful friend, Barbara, let us borrow a DVD player for the car and that was a lifesaver! I have a new appreciation for Color Wonder by Crayola as well! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was so good seeing Katrina and spending time with the whole family! One of the best parts was getting to be Super Aunt for a little bit! Savannah let me brush her hair and play with it -- I braided it one night and put clips in it for church on Sunday morning! Veronica made me feel so special, because she seemed to quiet down and fall asleep when I would hold her! I loved it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218511451221875698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SGvghBpjW_I/AAAAAAAAAxM/F9GIdQ0FZis/s320/auntneener2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Grace would hold Veronica whenever we gave her the chance, and in this shot Veronica was starting to get fussy. Grace didn't mind a bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218512631261893986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SGvhltpBFWI/AAAAAAAAAxc/5Dr5yKKgc3s/s320/endofjune+025a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Of course meeting Veronica and spending time with Katrina, Jerry and Blake was wonderful, but the highlight of the trip was watching Grace and Savannah play, and hearing them GIGGLE!! From the time we arrived, the cousins were fast friends and virtually inseparable! Before we got there, I wondered about the age gap (Grace is 2 years older than Savannah), but I didn't need to worry! They had a great time together, and I could've listened to them playing and giggling forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218511456162189282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SGvghUDaj-I/AAAAAAAAAxU/--Aknu8Jt5Q/s320/endofjune+021a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was hard to leave, especially hearing Grace ask if Savannah could come play this week (heartbreaking!), but Mom and I were ready to get back to our husbands, and I was missing Rachael as well! She got some quality time with Daddy and Grandma while we were gone, and they all had a blast! Daddy even took her on a date to Steak 'n Shake, where she sat in a booster seat and fed herself for the whole meal! What a big girl!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218516168927643986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SGvkzoeQiVI/AAAAAAAAAxs/x0A6qn4h6eM/s320/playdate+016b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We got back in time for Grace to start dance camp (if you can call 6 45-minute lessons "camp"), and later she will go to a version of KinderMusik that the church has for a week. Before we know it, August will be here and it'll be time for her to start school!! &lt;p&gt;As I said once before, I don't know who came up with the term "stay-at-home mom," but I'm starting to think that it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a mommy!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-5546296745048630926?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5546296745048630926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=5546296745048630926' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5546296745048630926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5546296745048630926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/07/where-did-june-go.html' title='Where did June go?!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SGvghBpjW_I/AAAAAAAAAxM/F9GIdQ0FZis/s72-c/auntneener2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-6306990285994137582</id><published>2008-06-19T16:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T18:37:55.510-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>They have my heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFq--9EU8II/AAAAAAAAAw0/v7uR2LEQAxY/s1600-h/fathersday+001abw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213689507388649602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFq--9EU8II/AAAAAAAAAw0/v7uR2LEQAxY/s400/fathersday+001abw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFq-_8Yq3TI/AAAAAAAAAw8/s2nT8QrIBiQ/s1600-h/playdate+019bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213689524385406258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFq-_8Yq3TI/AAAAAAAAAw8/s2nT8QrIBiQ/s400/playdate+019bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-6306990285994137582?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6306990285994137582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=6306990285994137582' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6306990285994137582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6306990285994137582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/06/they-have-my-heart.html' title='They have my heart.'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFq--9EU8II/AAAAAAAAAw0/v7uR2LEQAxY/s72-c/fathersday+001abw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-1386619455730546891</id><published>2008-06-11T15:20:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T16:36:37.543-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Us'/><title type='text'>Splashing &amp; Splurging!</title><content type='html'>Today I brought the camera to swim lessons, and one of the dry mommies was sweet enough to take some pictures while I was in the pool with Rachael.  Thanks, Carrie!  This is what Rachael looked like most of the morning! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210715592979975554" style="CURSOR: hand" height="169" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFAuOWkpDYI/AAAAAAAAAuk/zfiSQlx6Qeg/s200/lessonday+022.jpg" width="186" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFAuN3VYooI/AAAAAAAAAuc/2SpRO3KsDNk/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210715584594485890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFAuN3VYooI/AAAAAAAAAuc/2SpRO3KsDNk/s200/b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;She did still do some swimming, over and under water, but for the most part she just clung to me and cried! She felt a little safer on the step in the shallow end and starting copying me as I blowed bubbles. Except instead of blowing bubbles, she was just sticking her tongue in the water. One step at a time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210716870907874962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFAvYvOZTpI/AAAAAAAAAu8/gmZBqovxLkk/s200/lessonday+030a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grace was a little fish again! She's been a great listener and has enjoyed these lessons so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFAv4JnWQRI/AAAAAAAAAvM/gSSkdRXKRFk/s1600-h/lessonday+055a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210717410567799058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFAv4JnWQRI/AAAAAAAAAvM/gSSkdRXKRFk/s200/lessonday+055a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210720848968541906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFAzASp95tI/AAAAAAAAAvk/LC6I37-IU6U/s320/lessonday+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210720856008345986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFAzAs4YyYI/AAAAAAAAAvs/eP1NFQxyN2c/s320/lessonday+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night was an exciting one in our household...  After Rachael went to bed, Chris told Grace he was going to a couple of stores. I knew he'd received a check for his marathon umpiring session a couple of weekends ago, and I also hoped he was thinking a little about himself (&lt;em&gt;for once!&lt;/em&gt;) and maybe was going to get a congratulatory gift after seeing that his hard work was being noticed at the office. What do you think he got?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210721223276678866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFAzWFD-ztI/AAAAAAAAAv0/UK1e7Ttt-Bg/s200/Xbox360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210721225491875426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFAzWNUIBmI/AAAAAAAAAv8/xeq_NUtOVuw/s200/wii.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Not that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210721844665840002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFAz6P6s8YI/AAAAAAAAAwU/QILRGUXnQ8M/s200/hdtv-plasma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That would've been pretty cool -- but he wasn't quite shown that much appreciation either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, my husband went out and got one of these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210721228768814370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFAzWZhaJSI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Cclb0UrBme4/s200/dyson+dc07.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;IT'S AWESOME! He put it together last night (even looked at all the instructions, he is my hero), and we ran it in the bedroom and our bathroom. That's how excited we were, people -- we risked waking up the girls to try it out!! This couldn't have come at a better time considering the vacuum we've had since we got married officially went &lt;em&gt;ka-put&lt;/em&gt; on us. The proof, here is what the Dyson collected today in an area I vacuumed yesterday. If you ever watched "Everybody Loves Raymond," you'll remember the phrase, "This is what's known as 'The Wow Factor'," and I warn you, it's not for the faint of heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210722549161599538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFA0jQXlIjI/AAAAAAAAAwc/Uib_8h6CeUY/s200/dyson+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;NASTY!  And I'm a little worried that we might be raising little neat freaks as well.  Chris' mom just came over for a quick second, and Grace wanted her to come inside and see something.  I figured it was going to be the drawings she was doing on the dry erase board.  Nope, she wanted Grandma to see what the Dyson had collected!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let us know what exciting things are going on in your house -- when our big news is a Dyson, don't you think we need to live vicariously through you??  ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-1386619455730546891?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/1386619455730546891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=1386619455730546891' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/1386619455730546891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/1386619455730546891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/06/splashing-splurging.html' title='Splashing &amp; Splurging!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SFAuOWkpDYI/AAAAAAAAAuk/zfiSQlx6Qeg/s72-c/lessonday+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-7434363121199193565</id><published>2008-06-06T23:55:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T04:36:32.330-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>Cheap Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't want to put too much pressure on the girls, but tonight I decided to start their training for the 2026 Winter Olympics. That's right, even in Florida you can train for the bobsleigh event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SEoIdK7-2rI/AAAAAAAAAs8/dgKiIEglITQ/s1600-h/cheapfun+010a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208985216252566194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SEoIdK7-2rI/AAAAAAAAAs8/dgKiIEglITQ/s320/cheapfun+010a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Chris came home from a game of Ultimate Frisbee to the above scene. The girls and I had somehow all managed to fall asleep late in the afternoon and none of us woke up until 7 p.m. or later (and I don't know if I would've woken up if &lt;a href="http://katrinabeckham.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katrina&lt;/a&gt; hadn't called me -- so, really, THANK YOU!), and I needed to wear them out. We were originally entertaining ourselves by dancing to my New Kids on the Block Greatest Hits CD, but for some reason the player quit on us (maybe refusing to play that music anymore -- that would be Chris' opinion). Grace had been dancing on that blanket... And to be honest, I'm not sure how I thought zipping them around the apartment would be a great idea, but they LOVED it and I'm positive I got in my cardio for the day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This must be done to every child at least once in their life:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208987584458071714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SEoKnBMLHqI/AAAAAAAAAtE/kxs5lNCn8R4/s200/required.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208987710219100370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SEoKuVr8INI/AAAAAAAAAtM/3U3s9sVKxec/s200/required2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We were able to do it to Grace when she was 6 months old:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208989046095094194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SEoL8GNmIbI/AAAAAAAAAtk/YORhSQNEYYU/s200/DD+March+04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And for fun, let's compare the girls at roughly the same age...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grace, February 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SEoNqf2PjKI/AAAAAAAAAts/pBBEklneBDU/s1600-h/grace0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208990942762077346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SEoNqf2PjKI/AAAAAAAAAts/pBBEklneBDU/s320/grace0205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachael, May 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SEoNqmQsE4I/AAAAAAAAAt0/mtTTDLYGt6A/s1600-h/rachael0508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208990944483611522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SEoNqmQsE4I/AAAAAAAAAt0/mtTTDLYGt6A/s320/rachael0508.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Looking at that just makes me realize how fast they grow up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And if you didn't already know it, I'm one of &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt; parents who enters their kids in the Parents Magazine cover photo contest.  I'm also one of &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt; parents that doesn't mind asking people to go look at the adorable pictures!  Here's &lt;a href="http://www.parents.com/app/sharemy/photoDetails.jsp?photoId=198400125"&gt;Grace's gallery&lt;/a&gt;, and here's &lt;a href="http://www.parents.com/app/sharemy/photoDetails.jsp?photoId=198400122"&gt;Rachael's&lt;/a&gt;!  I was tame and only put 3 pictures for each of them -- they allow 6!  :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-7434363121199193565?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/7434363121199193565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=7434363121199193565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7434363121199193565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7434363121199193565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/06/cheap-fun.html' title='Cheap Fun!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SEoIdK7-2rI/AAAAAAAAAs8/dgKiIEglITQ/s72-c/cheapfun+010a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-5490353117506284414</id><published>2008-06-05T00:36:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T14:50:33.913-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>One fish, two fish...</title><content type='html'>Remember &lt;a href="http://cvgrmanning.blogspot.com/2007/08/grace-fish.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;? Seems we're having a repeat! Swim lessons started on Tuesday and Grace seemed to forget everything she learned over the past 3 summers!! While I was inside getting Rachael ready for her first big trip into the water, Grace was out in the pool having a mild anxiety attack! Thankfully our dear friend, Carrie, was in the water with her, and she was so incredible and stayed with her the entire time! Grace whimpered throughout, but she did everything she was supposed to nonetheless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachael, on the other hand, got into the water and immediately tried to push off of me! She wasn't excited about me positioning her or trying to get her to do anything we were instructed to, but she definitely loved the water! She went under without freaking out, and when we had to bring them down from the side of the pool she did well reaching out for the wall right away -- I was impressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure by the end of the lessons I'll have two little fishies, one who knows how to swim again and another who knows how to handle herself when she's in the water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a couple of shots from a recent trip to the park -- because I can't seem to post without pictures!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SEdv0QY1DnI/AAAAAAAAAss/unV4oPEmILY/s1600-h/girlsplay+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208254437620256370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SEdv0QY1DnI/AAAAAAAAAss/unV4oPEmILY/s200/girlsplay+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SEdwAITO2cI/AAAAAAAAAs0/lkUwsYfta7c/s1600-h/girlsplay+020a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208254641607727554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SEdwAITO2cI/AAAAAAAAAs0/lkUwsYfta7c/s200/girlsplay+020a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'm adding a mention of today's swim lessons -- basically read the above post, but reverse the girls!  We worked with the younger kids in the water first, and Rachael was crying and hooked around me with a death grip!  She did still go underwater very well though!  Grace, however, got into the pool with the instructor (I told her before we left that her Aunt Carrie wasn't going to be there today) and soon shouted to me, "Mommy!  I'm not scared anymore!"  She did awesome!   Ah, kids, so unpredictable!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-5490353117506284414?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5490353117506284414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=5490353117506284414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5490353117506284414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5490353117506284414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-fish-two-fish.html' title='One fish, two fish...'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SEdv0QY1DnI/AAAAAAAAAss/unV4oPEmILY/s72-c/girlsplay+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-9180899151997710914</id><published>2008-05-30T08:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T15:08:36.736-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Welcome, Veronica!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Congratulations to Katrina and Jerry! Veronica Louise arrived naturally at 1:05 a.m. weighing in at 7 lb 6 oz! If you're friend or family to Katrina, I'm pretty sure she'll post more pictures at &lt;a href="http://katrinabeckham.blogspot.com/"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt;, but for now, here is a sweet, sleeping Veronica!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206249662652043698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SEBQe_pfUbI/AAAAAAAAAsg/C1fL3rg4RRU/s320/veronicabw.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We are looking forward to meeting you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-9180899151997710914?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/9180899151997710914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=9180899151997710914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/9180899151997710914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/9180899151997710914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/05/welcome-veronica.html' title='Welcome, Veronica!!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SEBQe_pfUbI/AAAAAAAAAsg/C1fL3rg4RRU/s72-c/veronicabw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-5044814399299760024</id><published>2008-05-27T16:49:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T01:31:28.551-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachael'/><title type='text'>Goldilocks</title><content type='html'>A public plea to my little sister, &lt;a href="http://katrinabeckham.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katrina&lt;/a&gt;... You're going to help me with this hair, right?! This is Rachael after her bath, and this is how her hair stays until she lays on it. Or sits in her carseat. I refuse to mousse her baby hair... I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205163551322231154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SDx0q_pfUXI/AAAAAAAAAsA/f02TH0FKdJc/s320/goldilocksa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And yesterday I got bold and attempted piggy tails in that hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205163869149811074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SDx09fpfUYI/AAAAAAAAAsI/B0YP1UiQPyQ/s320/piggytails+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; She would take them out from time to time, but would always let me put them back in until the end of the day. She had quite an interesting look going for her then, but it was easy enough to wet her hair and get the springy, bouncy curls back! &lt;p&gt;This hair is going to be &lt;em&gt;fun!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-5044814399299760024?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5044814399299760024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=5044814399299760024' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5044814399299760024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5044814399299760024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/05/goldilocks.html' title='Goldilocks'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SDx0q_pfUXI/AAAAAAAAAsA/f02TH0FKdJc/s72-c/goldilocksa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-8532724401425763790</id><published>2008-05-22T10:15:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T13:01:21.295-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>The End of an Era</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Grace's end of the year program at preschool. Neither Grace nor Rachael had much fun during the ceremony... This is Rachael before the program started, she just was not a happy camper! Poor Nana didn't get to see much of anything because she graciously took Rachael out for a little walk around the &lt;em&gt;entire&lt;/em&gt; church. Cousin It there is actually Grace. This year is an improvement though -- last year at the program she turned her back to the audience! If she has any of Mommy's inclinations for performing in public, she absolutely hasn't grown into them yet! Rachael, however, decided to try to climb up on the stage after the director of the preschool had started speaking. Ai-yi-yi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SDWDFvpfUVI/AAAAAAAAArw/XorNff12SOg/s1600-h/eoypreschool+006a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203209079209546066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SDWDFvpfUVI/AAAAAAAAArw/XorNff12SOg/s400/eoypreschool+006a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SDWCqvpfUTI/AAAAAAAAArg/TWpBYAIKHHc/s1600-h/eoypreschool+010a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203208615353078066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SDWCqvpfUTI/AAAAAAAAArg/TWpBYAIKHHc/s320/eoypreschool+010a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things improved afterwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203209774994248034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SDWDuPpfUWI/AAAAAAAAAr4/I1QMqPSIcuY/s320/eoypreschool+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Grace has had such a wonderful experience at her preschool the past two years, we are so blessed to have such an amazing school at our church! Her teachers have just shown her so much love and she's learned so much! Both teachers are women that I've been so fortunate to know throughout most of my life in the church. This year's teacher especially has a special place in my heart, she's made me feel like family since I was 15-years-old. In the fall Grace will head to VPK (Voluntary Pre-Kindergarten) at the same preschool her daddy and Aunt Lisa went to. How fun is that? &lt;p&gt;Look out Summer, here we come!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-8532724401425763790?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8532724401425763790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=8532724401425763790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/8532724401425763790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/8532724401425763790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/05/end-of-era.html' title='The End of an Era'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SDWDFvpfUVI/AAAAAAAAArw/XorNff12SOg/s72-c/eoypreschool+006a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-7567522155262905737</id><published>2008-05-19T21:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:58:18.456-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Us'/><title type='text'>My Husband Rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, it was Chris' birthday this weekend but I'm the one that got the gifts today -- a couple of belated Mother's Day presents arrived! I heard about this website (I think from Katrina), &lt;a href="http://www.frommetees.com/"&gt;From*me Tees&lt;/a&gt;, and I told many people about these great t-shirts and soon enough saw four friends wearing their own, and heard of another friend who'd received one as a gift. I was getting antsy for my own and I may have e-mailed the link to the site to Chris at least half a dozen times as a not-so-subtle hint! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had some trouble figuring out the sizes (ladies' cut? junior cut? what's a guy to think?), so after figuring out what I would wear he went ahead and placed the order, so I will finally be proudly declaring my love and devotion to my absolutely amazing husband on these t-shirts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202272384613428226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SDIvK8W1LAI/AAAAAAAAArQ/6Uj8LnYlr_I/s320/frommetee-foreverbride.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202272393203362834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SDIvLcW1LBI/AAAAAAAAArY/AZy0CCHvWPM/s320/frommetee-daisy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you, Chris!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-7567522155262905737?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/7567522155262905737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=7567522155262905737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7567522155262905737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/7567522155262905737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-husband-rocks.html' title='My Husband Rocks!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SDIvK8W1LAI/AAAAAAAAArQ/6Uj8LnYlr_I/s72-c/frommetee-foreverbride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-5087941584392215462</id><published>2008-05-16T00:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:46:55.206-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris'/><title type='text'>The Big 3-0!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To the man of my dreams and the best daddy the girls could ask for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200828339299101682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SC0N0cW1K_I/AAAAAAAAArI/AfD0wcs9Yz8/s320/fallfest+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-5087941584392215462?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/5087941584392215462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=5087941584392215462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5087941584392215462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/5087941584392215462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/05/big-3-0.html' title='The Big 3-0!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SC0N0cW1K_I/AAAAAAAAArI/AfD0wcs9Yz8/s72-c/fallfest+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-8167680231072071480</id><published>2008-04-28T13:09:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:46:14.092-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>A New 'Do &amp; Weekend Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYUn8_Q_CI/AAAAAAAAArA/eiXq8_GMm04/s1600-h/drs-artfest+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194361896837381154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYUn8_Q_CI/AAAAAAAAArA/eiXq8_GMm04/s200/drs-artfest+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYUaM_Q_BI/AAAAAAAAAq4/1vqRhZDcPvw/s1600-h/drs-artfest+008a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194361660614179858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYUaM_Q_BI/AAAAAAAAAq4/1vqRhZDcPvw/s200/drs-artfest+008a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grace got another hair cut recently and this time I was bold enough to let Kathy take it a little shorter! I consider it Grace's summer cut, and she loves it! I was trying to get a couple of pictures of her the first day she had it, but she was being a bit pouty, as you can clearly see in the picture! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shortly after the picture was taken, Grace headed back upstairs and Rachael decided to try and follow her. She made it all the way up the stairs on her own!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYJxs_Q-zI/AAAAAAAAApI/heAkETCFS0c/s1600-h/drs-artfest+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194349969713199922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYJxs_Q-zI/AAAAAAAAApI/heAkETCFS0c/s200/drs-artfest+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chris' company had a Family Day on Saturday, and we all managed to make it out -- we've all had a touch of this plague that has been going around and my Super Mom capabilities did not keep me from&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYKI8_Q-0I/AAAAAAAAApQ/43QgY85i9no/s1600-h/drs-artfest+014a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194350369145158466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYKI8_Q-0I/AAAAAAAAApQ/43QgY85i9no/s200/drs-artfest+014a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; getting a taste of it this time! I opted for fresh air and sunshine and it seemed to do us all good! I think Rachael is starting to copy Grace's smile -- notice the similarities?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYKI8_Q-0I/AAAAAAAAApQ/43QgY85i9no/s1600-h/drs-artfest+014a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYKI8_Q-0I/AAAAAAAAApQ/43QgY85i9no/s1600-h/drs-artfest+014a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYRZM_Q-7I/AAAAAAAAAqI/vmredvnnPuA/s1600-h/drs-artfest+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194358344899427250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYRZM_Q-7I/AAAAAAAAAqI/vmredvnnPuA/s200/drs-artfest+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While we were waiting on Chris (who turns 30 on the 16th of May!) to play in his softball game (managers vs. employees), Rachael was running her little legs off! What a blessing for this little one to find such contentment just by running around, enjoying her surroundings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194358911835110338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYR6M_Q-8I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/fUwqa0r4n8c/s320/drs-artfest+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194360097246084066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYS_M_Q--I/AAAAAAAAAqg/PbM_tZHejjo/s320/drs-artfest+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here are the girls showing off the precious dresses that their Grandma got for them:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYNLc_Q-3I/AAAAAAAAApo/hmPw0wGAwzs/s1600-h/drs-artfest+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194353710629714802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYNLc_Q-3I/AAAAAAAAApo/hmPw0wGAwzs/s320/drs-artfest+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYNLc_Q-4I/AAAAAAAAApw/m5ZTNQh-TxQ/s1600-h/drs-artfest+039a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194353710629714818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYNLc_Q-4I/AAAAAAAAApw/m5ZTNQh-TxQ/s320/drs-artfest+039a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And finally, Grace and I went to the art festival and experienced their KidsWorld for the first time! She made a TON of stuff -- next year I'll remember to bring a bag for all of the creations! Her first order of business was getting her face painted. That was very interesting considering every other event we've gone to where face painting was available, Grace was dead set against it. This year, before we even got to the booth she was intent on finding it, and she even knew she wanted a butterfly -- before she even saw the options! Didn't they do a great job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194356029912054674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYPSc_Q-5I/AAAAAAAAAp4/Jg3YbeD0CFY/s320/drs-artfest+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grace and her friend, Faith, waited patiently in line for the pottery wheel, and while they were waiting they stepped around to watch what was going on. By the time it was their turn, they knew just what to do and they each made perfect little bowls! Look at the little artist at work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194357382826752930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYQhM_Q-6I/AAAAAAAAAqA/6qYmoXCv-to/s320/drs-artfest+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; A little fun goes a long way! We're beat! Let us know what your family has been up to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-8167680231072071480?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8167680231072071480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=8167680231072071480' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/8167680231072071480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/8167680231072071480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-do-weekend-fun.html' title='A New &apos;Do &amp; Weekend Fun!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SBYUn8_Q_CI/AAAAAAAAArA/eiXq8_GMm04/s72-c/drs-artfest+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-8026975976146024513</id><published>2008-04-23T14:43:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T23:57:41.203-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>I can do it myself!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lately Miss Rachael has been showing her independent side. There are many things she'd like to do all by herself, but slowly she's learning that she might still need some help. First, she would like to be a professional couch climber. Only problem is her adorable chubby legs are too short to get the right boost to come up. However:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192519708054715042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SA-JKc_Q-qI/AAAAAAAAAn8/_MgaRCMhmXM/s320/messy+001a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Yep, that would be Rachael on the couch -- holding a working remote. (She knows which ones they are!) So how did she wind up on the couch? She had an accomplice: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192519918508112562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SA-JWs_Q-rI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Qz6A22PkLS0/s320/messy+008a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That was a workout!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192516963570612818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SA-Gqs_Q-lI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Pk_NV2kMfJQ/s320/messy+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace decided to start singing, and here's Rachael saying, "Praise the Lord!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192520107486673602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SA-Jhs_Q-sI/AAAAAAAAAoM/oVzyTvJDTRg/s320/messy+006a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grace hasn't been as accomodating when I've had the camera out. She wants to be &lt;em&gt;taking&lt;/em&gt; the pictures a lot of the time, so she gets frustrated when I tell her I want her to be in them first. When that happens, her idea of smiling for the camera often is this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192518965025372802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SA-IfM_Q-oI/AAAAAAAAAns/UMeHy9I1zrs/s320/messy+003a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other times though, my persistence pays off and I get one of these:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192519450356677266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SA-I7c_Q-pI/AAAAAAAAAn0/zec9ybEd7oY/s320/messy+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after we ate lunch, Rachael indicated that she was still hungry. (She does her sign for "more" when she's hungry at all, not just when she's already had something to eat.) I decided to treat her to some yogurt. When I started to feed her, she reached for the spoon and kept grabbing at it. When it became obvious that she was more interested in trying to feed herself than actually eating, I mentally prepared myself for the mess that was about to be made, and then I obliged. I also got the camera for these reasons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"What? Too much?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192522027337054930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SA-LRc_Q-tI/AAAAAAAAAoU/NuhlCCrHd-E/s320/messy+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She is actually saying, "Cheese!" Except for her it's just, "Eeeeeee!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192522697351953138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SA-L4c_Q-vI/AAAAAAAAAok/WvyXTWIUQVw/s320/messy+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And this one was too cute, and I thought Sarah and Sonya would like it -- not just a straight shot! ;-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192522323689798370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SA-Lis_Q-uI/AAAAAAAAAoc/ypdH6C8ymhM/s320/messy+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-8026975976146024513?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8026975976146024513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=8026975976146024513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/8026975976146024513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/8026975976146024513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-can-do-it-myself.html' title='I can do it myself!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SA-JKc_Q-qI/AAAAAAAAAn8/_MgaRCMhmXM/s72-c/messy+001a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-4453924498252236392</id><published>2008-04-22T01:45:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T18:38:17.089-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vanessa'/><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.childlessbychoiceproject.com/images/survey_post_it__small__gisi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.childlessbychoiceproject.com/images/survey_post_it__small__gisi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tag! I'm it! A very special friend from Alabama "tagged" me on her blog and I'm being daring and posting it here for everyone to see!  ;-) So here we go... Getting to know the lady of this house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was I doing 10 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;April 1998. Finishing my second year at Florida Baptist Theological College. Loving my roommate, Erica. Getting ready to work at the church as the intern to the Minister of Children at the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things on my to do list:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1) Go to bed&lt;br /&gt;2) Laundry&lt;br /&gt;3) Dishes&lt;br /&gt;4) Application for VPK for Grace&lt;br /&gt;5) Chris' softball game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Toasted Multi-Grain Wheat Thins&lt;br /&gt;2) Green apples w/peanut butter (Sarah, I'll have to try the chocolate chips on that!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3) Teddy Grahams&lt;br /&gt;4) Cheerios (nooo, I'm not a mommy or anything...)&lt;br /&gt;5) Chocolate chip cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things I would do if I were a Billionaire:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Tithe/donate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2) Buy a house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3) Buy a minivan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4) Put away money for the girls' college educations&lt;br /&gt;5) Fill a tub up with cash just to see what it looks like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 bad habits:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1) Clearly, staying up too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2) Shopping on an empty stomach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3) Not exercising enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4) Not cooking enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5) Doing too many surveys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 places I have lived:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1) The unincorporated area of Brevard County&lt;br /&gt;2) West Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;3) Graceville&lt;br /&gt;4) Palm Bay&lt;br /&gt;5) Melbourne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 jobs I've had:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1) Cashier at Checker's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2) Cashier at Chick-Fil-A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3) Administrative Assistant&lt;br /&gt;4) Legal Secretary&lt;br /&gt;5) Wife &amp;amp; Mommy -- the career I've wanted my entire life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to know more about (a nice way to say "you're tagged"):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1) Katrina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2) Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3) Jill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4) Stacey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5) Kellie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-4453924498252236392?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4453924498252236392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=4453924498252236392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4453924498252236392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4453924498252236392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/04/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-646160846076787409</id><published>2008-04-18T14:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T14:37:19.586-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachael'/><title type='text'>Bookworm Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SAjnZJq4zVI/AAAAAAAAAk4/DDIoTDBcDJY/s1600-h/bookwormbaby+002a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190652989823044946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SAjnZJq4zVI/AAAAAAAAAk4/DDIoTDBcDJY/s320/bookwormbaby+002a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just a sweet picture of Rachael with her favorite book, &lt;em&gt;Love and Kisses&lt;/em&gt; by Sarah Wilson. This was actually a book of Grace's that she also loved, and out of all the books that the two of them have, this is the one Rachael's shown a fondness for. She will bring it to me to read it for her -- actually, she will bring it to me to hold it so she can turn the pages! Grace and I have heard it so often I think we both can recite it by heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The little rocking chair Rachael is sitting in is one that the girls' GG (Chris' grandma) found when I was pregnant with her. Both girls love sitting in it -- Grace has rocked her baby dolls in it, and Rachael just likes to rock in it and say, "Wheeeee!" Before I took that picture, though, she climbed up in it by herself and started "reading." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-646160846076787409?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/646160846076787409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=646160846076787409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/646160846076787409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/646160846076787409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/04/bookworm-baby.html' title='Bookworm Baby'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SAjnZJq4zVI/AAAAAAAAAk4/DDIoTDBcDJY/s72-c/bookwormbaby+002a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-6370121706599610741</id><published>2008-04-17T01:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T14:17:05.767-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Out of the mouths of babes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SAbbSpq4zRI/AAAAAAAAAkY/w9E1aR0DhTk/s1600-h/noah+002a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190076734060940562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SAbbSpq4zRI/AAAAAAAAAkY/w9E1aR0DhTk/s200/noah+002a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It may or may not be common knowledge to most of you that I am not known for my mad skills in the kitchen. Chris is leaps and bounds ahead of me when it comes to preparing complete meals for our family, but this is something that I have been working on. So the other night I made an easy dinner (thanks to the Kraft website). I started cooking before Chris was home from work and once he was home and settled, we ate. As Grace started in on her meal, she piped up with one of her precious compliments. She said, "This is good, Daddy!" Yes, she said &lt;em&gt;Daddy&lt;/em&gt;. She is so unaccustomed to her mother cooking that in spite of the fact that she saw me in the kitchen preparing the meal with her own beautiful brown eyes, her natural reaction was to commend Daddy on a job well done. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SAbeSJq4zSI/AAAAAAAAAkg/BXTQzOSb1Sg/s1600-h/funstuff+016a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190080024005889314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SAbeSJq4zSI/AAAAAAAAAkg/BXTQzOSb1Sg/s200/funstuff+016a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rachael is 15 months old now! We have a little songbird on our hands. One day when we were cleaning up the living room before naptime, I started singing the ever-popular clean up song. &lt;em&gt;Clean up, clean up, everybody, everywhere! Clean up, clean up, everybody do your share!&lt;/em&gt; As Rachael was cleaning up, I heard her saying softly, "&lt;em&gt;Beee&lt;/em&gt;-yup, &lt;em&gt;beeeeee&lt;/em&gt;-yup..." She kept saying it over and over again, and I realized she was mimicking the song! She also obviously keeps a close eye on her big sister. Grace's preschool choir sang in church on Palm Sunday (well, the rest of the kids sang, Grace swayed side to side -- but at least she didn't turn her back on the congregation like last year!) and we like to sing the songs around the house because we usually get smiles out of Rachael when we do. Well, as we were singing and doing the hand motions to "I'm Gonna Sing" we noticed Rachael was throwing her hands in the air with us when we got to "praise the Lord!" Now if we even just say "praise the Lord," up her hands will go! A regular preschool Pentecostal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh, and 29 days until &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; turns 30!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190085250981088562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SAbjCZq4zTI/AAAAAAAAAko/PapkMCCt-S0/s200/phillies+010b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That also means 29 days until he can stop picking at me for being 3 years older than him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(By the way, if you thought it was me turning 30, let me know and I'll be your new best friend!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-6370121706599610741?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/6370121706599610741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=6370121706599610741' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6370121706599610741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/6370121706599610741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/04/out-of-mouths-of-babes.html' title='Out of the mouths of babes...'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/SAbbSpq4zRI/AAAAAAAAAkY/w9E1aR0DhTk/s72-c/noah+002a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-8668758647322025998</id><published>2008-03-27T14:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T15:16:06.346-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Spring Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A couple of weekends ago we had the opportunity to have our pictures taken by the wonderful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonyacoatesphotography.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sonya Coates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (whose name may be changing soon since she'll be married shortly!).  Sonya and I knew one another in junior high and high school and recently got back in touch.  (Hooray for the internet!)  After seeing some of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://iwilltriomphe.typepad.com/sonyacoatesphotography/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sonya's work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, I really wanted her to do something with us!  I &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; these pictures!  Sonya did an amazing job -- she was so patient!  With two little ones and a VERY windy day (which will explain Rachael's troll doll hair), patience was more than a virtue -- it was a necessity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's about 2 minutes long and it is set to music -- so if you're sneaking a peek at work, turn your speakers down or off!  :-)  Enjoy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-af68b83afd93177d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daf68b83afd93177d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331697671%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56437E20B67122882E20AE613C14B75604D5BC7F.35C0AED189D7FB0DED56F1E8A4D954151E60528B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daf68b83afd93177d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dku7GCS8lOLi2DTTPL-IQF2M1uxo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daf68b83afd93177d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331697671%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56437E20B67122882E20AE613C14B75604D5BC7F.35C0AED189D7FB0DED56F1E8A4D954151E60528B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daf68b83afd93177d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dku7GCS8lOLi2DTTPL-IQF2M1uxo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-8668758647322025998?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=af68b83afd93177d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/8668758647322025998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=8668758647322025998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/8668758647322025998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/8668758647322025998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-pictures.html' title='Spring Pictures'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-2022724724620142814</id><published>2008-03-07T12:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T12:54:48.057-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>Cookies &amp; Chickies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Over the past month or so, Rachael has had some tummy issues. For those of you that are familiar with what I'm talking about, they seem to be resolving themselves -- thank you for your prayers! If you aren't sure what I'm talking about, let's just say the end result is a mommy who does a happy dance over a poopy diaper, and any further discussion would only include talk about consistency and frequency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, the girls' Nana made some oatmeal raisin cookies, and Rachael was treated to them a few times at home because of their ingredients. In the first picture, she doesn't seem to be thrilled that I decided to turn into Mamarazzi right then, but she got over that quickly and decided to get down to business!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a look!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175057481648821218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/R9F_XGXn0-I/AAAAAAAAAkA/E04BnXHKcAU/s320/targets+032a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yummy! Thank you, Nana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175057528893461490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/R9F_Z2Xn0_I/AAAAAAAAAkI/iLFhfrDfdLc/s320/targets+033a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Lisa and Uncle Darryl, we &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; got around to exchanging the Veggie Tales DVD. Grace originally wanted to find the "Bad Apple" DVD, but they didn't have it at our Family Christian Store. Grace looked at all the titles and the pictures on the cases and ultimately decided on "An Easter Carol" -- fitting, huh? Well, it was on sale so we still had some remaining funds, so I picked out an Easter book for the girls. There was STILL a little bit remaining and I was told I could find something for around $5 or get store credit. Well, Grace had been looking around and of course found some plush animals (located conveniently near the registers). They were $5, so I told her to pick one out. She did, and has taken her pick with her everywhere! She even brought it to school in the "Me Bag" that they use for show and tell. She's asked to watch "An Easter Carol" a few times already, and that's okay because I like it too! :-) Here is a picture of Grace with her "Chickie" that she loves so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks, Aunt Lisa &amp;amp; Uncle Darryl! I love my chick!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175057528893461506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/R9F_Z2Xn1AI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/qqYVHPqskVQ/s320/targets+035a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-2022724724620142814?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/2022724724620142814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=2022724724620142814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2022724724620142814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/2022724724620142814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/03/cookies-chickies.html' title='Cookies &amp; Chickies'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/R9F_XGXn0-I/AAAAAAAAAkA/E04BnXHKcAU/s72-c/targets+032a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-4937516303895759468</id><published>2008-02-22T02:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T02:57:03.780-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lovelylittlelovelies'/><title type='text'>Plugging Lovelies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Once again I wanted to show off the clips I purchased from the Etsy shop, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5288577"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lovely Little Lovelies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I saw she had some more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5288577&amp;amp;section_id=5195874"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lovely Minis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; listed, as well as a set of 4 of the flower clips you see the girls wearing in the pictures. I snatched them up! When I put the flower clip in Rachael's hair, Grace had to have one also! Thank goodness there were 4 in the package! :-) These clips do not fall out, and they are SO well made! Well, you can see how adorable they are here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay, so maybe it doesn't show off the clip so well, but how could I not post this picture??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169707568999538162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/R759pMrdnfI/AAAAAAAAAjg/h-UIJW_HbYE/s320/vgirls+019a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Action shot!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169707568999538146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/R759pMrdneI/AAAAAAAAAjY/aQFf50GaYvQ/s320/vgirls+001a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grace is still very happy with her haircut and enjoys putting clips in it, especially these!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/R759pcrdngI/AAAAAAAAAjo/XLBL9OdD0dk/s1600-h/vgirls+023a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169707573294505474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/R759pcrdngI/AAAAAAAAAjo/XLBL9OdD0dk/s320/vgirls+023a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you hear the, "Awww?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169707577589472786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/R759psrdnhI/AAAAAAAAAjw/kUmIu6kW9D0/s320/vgirls+029a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-4937516303895759468?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4937516303895759468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=4937516303895759468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4937516303895759468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4937516303895759468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/02/plugging-lovelies.html' title='Plugging Lovelies!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/R759pMrdnfI/AAAAAAAAAjg/h-UIJW_HbYE/s72-c/vgirls+019a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-4079932659548196354</id><published>2008-02-14T13:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T13:56:51.544-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/R7SOuMrdnZI/AAAAAAAAAiw/mjkIp2cXG-g/s1600-h/Valentine%27s+Day+01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166911596829449618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/R7SOuMrdnZI/AAAAAAAAAiw/mjkIp2cXG-g/s400/Valentine%27s+Day+01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-4079932659548196354?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4079932659548196354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=4079932659548196354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4079932659548196354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4079932659548196354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/R7SOuMrdnZI/AAAAAAAAAiw/mjkIp2cXG-g/s72-c/Valentine%27s+Day+01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-4720551875353495741</id><published>2008-02-11T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T13:52:10.939-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>Sunday Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The girls looked cute and were acting sweet, and I managed to get a semi-precious photo of them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachael &amp;amp; Grace - February 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165787131441683842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/R7CQBsrdnYI/AAAAAAAAAio/gO9ySf6TKJY/s400/021008+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7143047490013437256-4720551875353495741?l=ouradorables.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/feeds/4720551875353495741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7143047490013437256&amp;postID=4720551875353495741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4720551875353495741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7143047490013437256/posts/default/4720551875353495741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ouradorables.blogspot.com/2008/02/sunday-best.html' title='Sunday Best'/><author><name>The Adorables!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/R7CQBsrdnYI/AAAAAAAAAio/gO9ySf6TKJY/s72-c/021008+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7143047490013437256.post-3900963602794677585</id><published>2008-02-07T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T16:11:44.031-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grace'/><title type='text'>Locks of Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The day has come! Grace's beautiful hair is going to be sent to Locks of Love -- I called them and they will accept as little as 6". If they can't use the hair for one of their wigs, they will sell the hair and use the money to offset their costs. Good enough for me! Grace had a little over 8" cut. She really, really likes it, and she looks adorable! I kind of like the fact that it makes her look younger! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEFORE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/R6tyUxIpJ5I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/DM2GjZ7ZmYE/s1600-h/locksoflove+003a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164347098822944658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR0yGV4QZws/R6tyUxIpJ5I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/DM2GjZ7ZmYE/s320/locksoflove+003a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cutting the ponytail!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is Kathy, who has actually done FOUR generations of Vanessa's family's hair!  She did Vanessa's grandmother's (even coming to the house when she got to the point 
