tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57557722842642426942024-03-05T13:31:25.634-06:00Steph and IsaacEnjoying life, one day at a time.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.comBlogger103125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-72597689151551293062010-10-21T15:56:00.010-05:002010-10-21T17:02:37.222-05:00Long Time No Post.....Catch up Time!!<div align="center">Wow, where did the summer go? Not for sure either. We had an awesome summer and did lots of fun stuff! Made our annual weekend trip to the lake which is always a nice time to get away. Mom had both her knees replaced 7 weeks apart. That was interesting. Things got pretty busy during that time. We had over 75 tomato plants out and about 25 pepper plants. Needless to say they produced and produced and produced. We put up enough tomatoes to feed an army it felt like. We will sure enjoy it all this winter though!! We are so glad Mom made the decision to have it done and hope to have her back in full swing next year! She is doing wonderful:) We went to the Pilot Grove Rodeo, St Louis Zoo, Grants Farm, and State Fair. Isaac had a great time at all events. We can't wait to make many more memories!!<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Abby back to school, 1st grade to be exact. Wow, hard to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">believe</span> my 1st niece is already in 1st grade. Time sure does fly by when you're having fun! She is doing great and loves it. Isaac asks <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">every night</span> when we get home if he can do his homework. Ha, he will soon realize that isn't so much fun!! Harvest is in full swing and some are about to finish up. Isaac got his 1st ride in the combine and loved it! He loves being on the farm. He wasn't home when they combined the corn and beans at the house so he missed out on them:( Oh well, he isn't quit old enough to understand that he missed out. Next year may be a whole different story! Enjoy the pictures as I try to play catch up! I had no intentions of banning my blog but the busy summer took over. </div><div></div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530618638311963122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR4_hz798AThtgjGv_bSExY4k1zgwPXlpNVDlqq5HFWIsgUJjD92Jhyphenhyphen9XJD9lqLBhvbgtItVTMQ0cI4i4MZPNjfr_sK117u-7qXtt1IMDdlrJc21mW0COG5eSxQfPJA0o_pZDECVrxGEnb/s320/100_3367.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>Did I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">mention</span> we got A LOT of rain this spring??</div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530618636157607778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOYJvVtgv8zEmeANDn7Ckp_wm6bc7xgRbLqeJbr1ssF1oco4Yq64vg-SGyqluQrfi6XsALXeu3a9l7jf_hgEOMQq4vvJ0vTHujGVifrp4ruaEYjilKhQT8JoQTCBFXhUwvYLb-4oZDKcjs/s320/100_3368.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530618629728168802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgULNkDSXyQ7pxuhQPL8JCp1Ua4bkazCgRc9W5eilARPugPwvT-VJjj-EexjzgKkhdaydi5S0jN_Ikbz8I5CH51sGs23CXHvukUH4C_31km4E2X2-_L1GoeiVVPZFqRyQYzgsSekTj4548M/s320/100_3371.jpg" border="0" />Rocking his baby. He loves his baby, it goes <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">everywhere</span> with him!!</div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530616444435479570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVPQ0lhg-GPDol32sX7IxBdoVA7-DLMXjSJQk0eH6Tq3U_oJKoW-KjI1WGw6klhyphenhyphenS_zriHIH-JjG9ybW5ih0VdaYKqs1GilwYPpYWerfz_ncSsrhxm7SD4VzsTdw0MDKxP3WFc7JcI-a-w/s320/100_3374.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>Isaac, Abby and Uncle Chad. Lake Ozark, 2010<br /><br /></div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530616433153863250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOe9nZm6ki8dvR7iByt06a4hGyZnn56wGz1E6hc0zPLAEb9PnRliw29sjCbY5HBpgfAiITakgnOWBNhR9wiSEbgbJMywriyb8VotzEB14drcb6rTUk8iZ6ioYtb7iXjWgs-kPdYy6JmR5x/s320/100_3379.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>Isaac didn't want anything to do with the swimming pool. He opted <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Mema's</span> lap!!<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530616428091678946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl8tPI-S67Vvf2q1fFGKHZL8pwlCzs4C1Yrrudy69oVd5NHrgSaUfnaMleNq3uHTUtC0Xn-E6wdUb1GTMtNTEoz7Y8AGChLMiNi5lVfuWsSRR0sBJ-EhQ-ea13gEXdIAMGENKOItOJX2U6/s320/100_3381.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530616436869804898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2KFkQ7u3ILpiZkYkSyhyphenhyphen9JQ0oXuJ7PoRHhRNgNWod610TwV20MBfES0MoDVHXDns_oD_a3AX5MhulZW2J0gsyQtmOrP1PKc6LOp5gQMKZh8Xd-pyNs32zGCnrp5HcdAyIraV2ms7pXfiR/s320/100_3382.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>Taking a nap after NOT going swimming.<br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530616422074487858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3ZDndh_UbvHbJFnBWcNFeNIJeLzT3ZEKL9o82RYeAK7qNt6bsxIggOidSll9ZYszBrI_N8FxwbGUhG5t4Eyif1MWpxwqddWOrvBUHx90nf_9fmCfTrTFpFyH7UGqDizjawkLPjUMgpPMs/s320/100_3385.jpg" border="0" /> Mommy and Isaac!<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530614786583375714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBJyLW068nTYcQPbyDhTM-Si7VnCVmvFzUQ4O0pDRe8vQdVhg78H56jw6Nxbcp37YFeggja0-v2M4lyVyqMxorL_PW3gTUs8EfwYwgTf0Tm4-nKGyRTpiCZ9t7ldhEG_kX60ylGAQbSbvS/s320/100_3391.jpg" border="0" /></div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Weeeeee</span>, </div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530614773618940978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZzsj74lmQI02oQk4oOk1CvwrNkQJnsWebvApCFNE9V32eh4vD0FGM32CF9SNcyW8Biu-Qb94UmshzbFL_c7a1ZyWnifC59kYv0HNaKSijvOkUQRCwRiS57S6c88GOejMXvMfj3CPdlcEZ/s320/100_3411.jpg" border="0" /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530614762790754674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv7diMdhn8m4AIR5vKcYjVpG14WkEgvX3KAbXnIOH72dFadU7jTmalD3DqbTm7FmovH_43s5ypMuzg-pIwki0bfGYJerA1opeXpk6XqwekD8TcZyaKualPzbbPJdefPXowL7kXGBQZwLP7/s320/100_3412.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530614758589342498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6KPrevmOlNgDGY0qRtJNPipe2nNLHVCVWI8jUUYeAQlFA3rRcJfM_B2K7YP-GkcOLEkrrjb_ohAz1T9SqwuZ67BkPnU2kLlrNBeZnjdpi9wtNJfy_1na4Q-N4dPD29ROxX-U8Y0HLyLkJ/s320/100_3413.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>Isaac loves his dog! They are best friends:)<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530613211596602130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGOKz1zikFs2Jc76YUO-bsNsL5_Ma1U5Q56Tj-ZGu97s0eGu04g-qrOBvaEqAAv9Jc0Ad-AtaQ0XcQRXOoflI6IVx6k7-DWm5IeoIwZDA9dyG_JpoAXdVB9SWeG8Os5hqWtZvtIjfBKlft/s320/100_3423.jpg" border="0" /><br />St. Louis Zoo, 2010</div><div><br /></div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530613205432472002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG0CR_lBRG1jBA_5ptF9jt2l1c2s1pqOUrYkQTAV0Ul7haW09cA0N2Zu3B5VmoFHPzLB7zokcid5kaR9UyF6MQGnw3IHzcXOozIuHcbBf7LBfRNK-3Y0Jwtw5KhB0vX_iqnK4rapYIPeJf/s320/100_3429.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>St. Louis Zoo, 2010<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530613198028544802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_TD9OHTawbcwpvFhXHq_dS6oTjN_DwHxlsVRdPXM80vfcRl_UlbdGmQvCLfkJ3B4l5BUfAtdjNkh2rASdDmsa0d4ngOPQq1QewcXE1QLcW-_g4o2FWXKdlzez5Ht0mseSPRsriMA5ZF44/s320/100_3437.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>Posing for a picture. St. Louis Zoo, 2010<br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530613187149459410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWBbV-QqE8EcPAtb1iqXioTd-JoRS5nBuzbURWE74fwH2A4eVVW4fWo8dPy8JE9LERPqkyfmdWdKwy8o3BhE6j6Qxnn3KxlBB1TUafsPIGf_S2WWhHprSLWBgpJ_Z48pwZ2fDSQB6y83UK/s320/100_3455.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>St Louis Zoo,, 2010<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530613187349707410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA3yq8NslC0UcJpS9zapdZIKFwhupHjX5AF6yuRM17ke-5Kvf-78DY27vwTBxHVh_VkcbaAa6Kq_lIThtcvkso7XAMJI5fTHgmymNJNDtie3YWpJziwg2OjMjsgV28WJYddzG26frCkSmJ/s320/100_3459.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>Riding the tram at Grants Farm, 2010<br /></div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530611034893645858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-LaqUrh2EzcSwmKqT_O9IILjPRIBDv49Td8Awunyng2EhaE_FilnHVSXccPRCcgEh9cs_1OTYlm842AcXUsA3pHWZj8ByjcI5vpWQ3yxO0Meyyeu5I2kw85TKW4A7f30RU2Z5bqBowB6n/s320/100_3467.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>Feeding the goats. Grants Farm, 2010</div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530611033397346610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW3vF-Rqd8aUPr90vxyRuBUodlaipCVzdnZGPhnWCdadvAqsXsYCg_td8fSMig-yAgoay09LCNThCz3j7ssbVqzGbxWMSZfnjC4Wv-PwDPHS9Qf9K-Vr1y9srH59OZf_W9xWNVFFyQb8Wq/s320/100_3484.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>Having a blast. Grants Farm, 2010<br /><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530611025374656786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfTGiByHmCA0827CvjdjL84c0hVQ23hcRmN9n5f5WGnNAn6BjplHTc8FhsS8ZbgC7lB_IQ0yuMneriaOE5HYy3WN5vi6r4e5_X1tjMSe93A2F0nm8FicKkzWDlH6E3ynmLRMjgHvJ8Sbx-/s320/100_3510.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>Talking to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Oto</span>, Mo State Fair, 2010<br /></div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530611017933671922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcNQyFfesxIBqAcFkB8EZPaAubJMUR6juM24EIqlP_XF8AeCZa2l5pvUcKUvle3lIkA_BjU79ebYp3osRkVxrwGDSXgYEIB1fGgFs8q5bISN8NgJu0aaISRuGn-6ObxLqIBErW45BpIMG_/s320/100_3521.jpg" border="0" /></div></div><div>Isaac, Molly, Abby. Mo State Fair, 2010</div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530611013396623138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG7XJdOTaFG1LtArLvq3-gOGpSR301CMJ0w7IU0HnDgSeBEvqYk6ZuQBzMrmVDdEiJ92Hw4zPOgJuF1iF1p0aYjopkSxV99hy2yZJGxZUSz8enjQUPh9Pb5vIqwddHwHXgddt3U-hY6d-H/s320/100_3519.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>Abby, Molly, and Isaac MO State Fair, 2010<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530609077038151810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh22cGSXCZ5bxXGKeYZgZyEAmDPp7PAxznBXBp9buD-xFXC6s9a-87aGEXjeNuAF6I2Lyl4nfRVOeGYRy4b9T8O50xhf6U5HFsMpjqBnyH3wk474NHBfu-IQiIPrsK431Jk9gYB7ZOC3Bhyphenhyphen/s320/100_3546.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>Exhausted after a long day at the fair. Waiting for the pig races to start about to fall asleep!</div><div></div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530609072065686370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3OEI5-L80bFU0qNSw1tftgS3_uyC4_HFjbi4JeITOhmWz-CoVhgKMhwM3TjtLDsL17yOFsjNxO47ciCuGmeEqzLUfzSSfln0bqHCOKqM4o93jNKddP3DPiTEH1Ao7zCAjN9KXkpVPwAPP/s320/100_3553.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>Zonked out!!!!!<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530609068080993330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH4JYfZmBQp__KOOz892epqui9wJrLqPmGU6Gged0pzpLxbcJcsAG3wZFOosIxPlZ-jNkcFohbQEDjpLOYE3H2CSTyeNcqaAF2pwtsqbshgLWGmrLnaawipeyN5NfsCkOVxXwLU5dJzBUb/s320/100_3554.jpg" border="0" /> Molly's 3rd Birthday!!</div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530609061247628994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi31iejO07YCGNX8J0xv6L-WMiW5jPZU6HZQ4TbKS_kJKsp28xIvJsFWcVD4LK6Mgty4ncbtF8noWoUcXmos9xZKkLN5SUipqK6nZ5qyh65H71EoX_uJ17rM14vh1OfkSGQwCgSqHJqoJ6B/s320/100_3569.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>Yeah, HARVEST time!! Full load waiting on the semi!</div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530609057142981778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBjKmgOnBEMfdSUQAxCerWW6TZ9ijTlV7XN9ZDpgk2RRfiITxWVDESKZOeekhaeYamYT3leBKPZsxUYpC6rLCGGMVQQGCZoqCktEce7MA1U5Mw7oD5_XaJizt2WgN9lBUTB5bQnBbqIGNR/s320/100_3568.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><br /></div><p align="center">Full load!!</p>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-2443003750329840722010-04-14T16:02:00.003-05:002010-04-14T16:58:13.418-05:00Springtime!!!<div align="center">Whew, so glad that winter has finally made its departure. We have been enjoying all this nice sunny dry weather. I was beginning to think that it was going to rain forever. With the warmer weather comes playtime outside. Isaac has enjoyed going out and playing and playing and playing some more. He is actually starting a little tan, so cute!!</div><div align="center"> </div><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460101914089551730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJnr3DYOnUPfBtx2PAOCVyoXMBdIplI8bw_lTYi1ZvxjO0gYAe0kFb5s0hc53FKHvPCrGLOLAZJzwkfCwmjH4IGpNgy-OskAMxPgnvTScUoaz4-vXMdGeAs9L3imKj0mYX4bQTqc2FUlwG/s320/100_3360.jpg" border="0" />Isaac digging in the dry <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">mud</span> that had dripped off my van in the car port. </p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh69euZtSOzYhvnzvAS6gP1o1oRWpjC3zaPXCkPmvdw0xOr2Y3R1lTw5x6O_kHZslJAmtAFcPQTDWJLpAxAWGOKEKKD_J2iT1yxqpY_F3ptH-ZfwEGoYH1-bnKC2M4QiRcfsJ6SEJrC3aCU/s1600/100_3359.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460101907285709522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh69euZtSOzYhvnzvAS6gP1o1oRWpjC3zaPXCkPmvdw0xOr2Y3R1lTw5x6O_kHZslJAmtAFcPQTDWJLpAxAWGOKEKKD_J2iT1yxqpY_F3ptH-ZfwEGoYH1-bnKC2M4QiRcfsJ6SEJrC3aCU/s320/100_3359.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif4OL6W9F1kCN9hiYiCpyKrDBFJWNZv92LnB1EJ_GIzoD6yeq_tS_uc3rCgjGIA4pVMHmh8QAfZTdE3X1h_GQpxCrQ1Y8rJVNvTEpylFrLObvKV23t7VdsuF6fvGDRBkoAq35c6r0k_VOi/s1600/100_3358.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460101902924621794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif4OL6W9F1kCN9hiYiCpyKrDBFJWNZv92LnB1EJ_GIzoD6yeq_tS_uc3rCgjGIA4pVMHmh8QAfZTdE3X1h_GQpxCrQ1Y8rJVNvTEpylFrLObvKV23t7VdsuF6fvGDRBkoAq35c6r0k_VOi/s320/100_3358.jpg" border="0" /></a> Having a good '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ol</span> time!!!</p>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-18798903634533482192010-04-14T15:54:00.003-05:002010-04-14T16:55:20.714-05:00Easter Sunday<div align="center"> We had a very blessed Easter. The weather was perfect. Isaac and I did have to do a lot of traveling but oh well, it was worth it. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460101231687751714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbuWcWPcv8r4NzWdBGDodWOK5AMij8UJrQuOxT2QJPZ4hE_kxBTjCpjnbujtJIDBLblUjhKi3VHBqp4dG6GNZxySLWN_M-zWKU28D51kognCRIQ1LBohjpb-CsMeMqbyr-a_cJPvzfTfKp/s320/100_3341.jpg" border="0" />Me and Isaac Easter Morning. <br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460101240705618946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO1huohZ1PcxhV8wRv5uMcX0UQfV2qyOOUn9xmGADxQQIUP5xo8J9WrXO1xHgJvUlwDFocm0tHMZdRlnPgak8OHy84HuGXc6rxGbOGo5z7v6L-WtKeAnxTg_CPv1sBikzI0T-QM8oQsuBv/s320/100_3346.jpg" border="0" />Isaac checking out his basket goodies.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg30ISM5xZKTaAOWklnclpQflW2eMWEIqwIUN9vdg43lvumnSrJm_NgNKSlpkn0GwzoDz6d5TtKhxcEE-QK0VH0nRrGfoF2MeKKYq1kfTcY66_VP6696Ibb7P_Z8RRAoGfuC7YmIMct3tqD/s1600/100_3352.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460101247339185890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg30ISM5xZKTaAOWklnclpQflW2eMWEIqwIUN9vdg43lvumnSrJm_NgNKSlpkn0GwzoDz6d5TtKhxcEE-QK0VH0nRrGfoF2MeKKYq1kfTcY66_VP6696Ibb7P_Z8RRAoGfuC7YmIMct3tqD/s320/100_3352.jpg" border="0" /></a> Looking for the eggs that the Easter Bunny hid. They were all full of change.....oh my!!<br /><div><div> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460101256119482066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfvoFM2RMJfSiZ1c3XqRSsS3JvsDz7DHAp2SIkufjojeZCaaB4npxX-YpPj3x2SeelQl1ZfMTH6p89EISUMpGJSQ_LWgwbsZ1ajTT0g5TgQJ7ipxZbyHrC9YCmz4bfXXA2mfavnDqvke5h/s320/100_3355.jpg" border="0" />Molly, Abby, and Isaac at Kim's on Easter. Mom made the 2 <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Easter</span> baskets and also the cake. I sure hope I got her <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">talent</span>!!</div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460101264489826786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1yPc__LPxHb54mt33glAw7I5bu2uIibhQhLctinM0NTxluroE3ILA0rdcY_yFhjge9E4pbqmAgAnoVOmFnIhADvtO_j-CRZdkGWCZVuqnueMVaE8sbEgNN7xXV6W1KWFzf2wtzC2Y6NtD/s320/100_3356.jpg" border="0" />Dad!!! </div></div></div><br /></div>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-59688988069634692122010-04-14T15:45:00.003-05:002010-04-14T16:51:29.300-05:00Easter Egg Hunt<div align="center"> On the Sunday before Easter we went to the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Imhoff's</span> for an Easter Egg hunt. We even got a surprise visit for the Easter Bunny. Isaac was a little scared at first but then sure wanted something out of his basket so he decided to give it a try!!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460098039137259794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5_du4MqgVDKDftnvEFBiJq6laOqvjgQd8iJemff0elRStIINRS__twMHdHKFWZFBna0c1QkavvFVqryajBS9bDx7xcn78fSz-jaJqPgLa-4TUmYIdK-xuK0Z22ec7kYY_ZDAtpf_V2WhB/s320/100_3305.jpg" border="0" />Isaac getting a treat out of the Easter Bunny's basket.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460098048097030626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtMNM9ATm3u3yHLaSandFclknCzBgmh6FbTxcBl-709jgeIEwZQhwYV5z22uHWIeSfEMtpyaabYQ3orwMQvriUjhwBoTF0a-MJgBOFgy-WpqEjelKFpXI9R17O2K3gKOlsGNnPfAq9br_1/s320/100_3306.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center">Giving the Easter Bunny a hug.<br /><br /></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiL62n5ANDh6cbW-vSBgDr_4AMGpoHyLQ0GXWnCmmD37TlJw1i8YBhjJWRgYZ_6pJU4Xh5Y0ojljq2NpD5gfZ40BSvOqIPJbq_lIhx0TXVbo17EHl5U61mcIh-1oImoJSXsM7Ui37WfJxC/s1600/100_3311.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460098054433924754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiL62n5ANDh6cbW-vSBgDr_4AMGpoHyLQ0GXWnCmmD37TlJw1i8YBhjJWRgYZ_6pJU4Xh5Y0ojljq2NpD5gfZ40BSvOqIPJbq_lIhx0TXVbo17EHl5U61mcIh-1oImoJSXsM7Ui37WfJxC/s320/100_3311.jpg" border="0" /></a> Isaac thought it was so funny to get the Easter Bunny's tail. It was the funniest thing ever.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460098061503655266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3xVLJQgUllL8Rqh7Z9oEJjSZfCYCX-l1lnGvp1MsUU3O0r_geEPmqpJDNn7cheLIe4s-zG2a7_Z4h0N_5zvG2rgtPmWN80pwhrzIupnKn2hueDygjXivnHSK50znZuA8At8UX5ecCJbBs/s320/100_3314.jpg" border="0" />Picking up his eggs.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460098066179217698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrBZwGrGKybKGQBklRM_N4WIfSEP5IfUl8Q4qV03WyZ9BlL3UdAorkHzbHkhXxzFyVwBCwHlmXewBfiuH_MKNDk0V1lEX_zKrZobOsL7CMFqxckD4bpBdZCDWyaP3_Ur_Nr0BnSfwHSKhr/s320/100_3317.jpg" border="0" />Oh, I got it!!!</div>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-65646386753483085852010-04-14T15:44:00.002-05:002010-04-14T16:45:44.861-05:00Dying Easter Eggs<div align="center"> The Sunday before Easter we got together to dye easter eggs. Molly and Isaac lasted about 19 minutes and they went on their merry little way playing with other things. Abby stuck it out and helped with the whole 3 dozen of regular eggs and 2 dozen of blown eggs. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460097016695484818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN45rHAotQ77rPI0Stj9A2rsq9pplu8PwYkWh1sxbhkgoOBkiUeamf-8VMjG1oKoSMXABS8-eQR4KxLxGicCwz22QxlcRHJJSwwtFyhagECYLgpvx82ppeBgGHw8HfiwJH-W13PnVFpBoc/s320/100_3302.jpg" border="0" />Mom with all 3 grandkids.</div>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-86355428962886016262010-04-14T15:37:00.003-05:002010-04-14T16:35:08.912-05:00Easter Pictures<div align="center"> I decided to try to get some Easter pictures of Isaac. With the help from Mom we managed to get some. Kids sure do make picture taking a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">challenge</span>. They don't want to sit still, look at the camera, smile or anything. Oh well, we got enough to get our card made and sent out. Here are some of my favorites!!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460096146885944898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE78V8XOeapSYxWdTHOGauzbEzVXdS9fq9NE1NxDgyH9haaZssBdQIZm5wjKK60zMNiZU-_8GKLG3eqzk7iEeVIA2N2eLsVHzptIKAq4rhPaCklFW__YtqWQH-Iyj919JGVIA8J3Mm1HyB/s320/100_3272.jpg" border="0" /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf-Fx2V9EaiUFsQbFiPDITe9OIN9o9lb43mYWwBmnt34VTKmUJjy9m1ke0bMlwdS35aCvhdBXR_X1cQCxP0nBsMCjqEoK0tWzrDWx9HXQ8Z9xYr8IF2xXkgWvns5B6Dzs-F4rECwv_QMz3/s1600/100_3298.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460096740246872658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf-Fx2V9EaiUFsQbFiPDITe9OIN9o9lb43mYWwBmnt34VTKmUJjy9m1ke0bMlwdS35aCvhdBXR_X1cQCxP0nBsMCjqEoK0tWzrDWx9HXQ8Z9xYr8IF2xXkgWvns5B6Dzs-F4rECwv_QMz3/s320/100_3298.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRFFN9VQnxfYiLGVg6cojvpfyK2Df3iRfsLcE2jxP-Xn_1dqYHH1pgaW9-sFQG4It62MlyrKNSlH0GflN9bzQYBGsUKCWQ7T8Frzxdbc8AaAtvjXE_NGVVc0PpEqtlfx7BFF6PG41kMUqw/s1600/100_3289.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460096171369573186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRFFN9VQnxfYiLGVg6cojvpfyK2Df3iRfsLcE2jxP-Xn_1dqYHH1pgaW9-sFQG4It62MlyrKNSlH0GflN9bzQYBGsUKCWQ7T8Frzxdbc8AaAtvjXE_NGVVc0PpEqtlfx7BFF6PG41kMUqw/s320/100_3289.jpg" border="0" /></a> Handsome little man!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE-gsGDYR_R7GI6dZhzY7AYu5pNFwRzdFQQ9_tnTIciHuZnaXXSkpMBlq13RY1425AVAK85cqWv-AQ_gceHtou2QgXo717tzKMMQ-UY6wtGVSkNw1G_9981trNrivBWb-6lc5RaJCbHtPD/s1600/100_3284.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460096164690410962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE-gsGDYR_R7GI6dZhzY7AYu5pNFwRzdFQQ9_tnTIciHuZnaXXSkpMBlq13RY1425AVAK85cqWv-AQ_gceHtou2QgXo717tzKMMQ-UY6wtGVSkNw1G_9981trNrivBWb-6lc5RaJCbHtPD/s320/100_3284.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzAr-ZNeiZT-N051-_tozKUud6m8dpAJ34qpW3jDN7LRHyxK4UGE3iaWeLfAXqhB_XGDuYGMoJtG1YSN5lSTndJsc6w9P1eG8uEmpSDcdUmxNPdZAhp8fRJXf83793evpVyj02ZdDrl-yv/s1600/100_3277.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460096155632974114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzAr-ZNeiZT-N051-_tozKUud6m8dpAJ34qpW3jDN7LRHyxK4UGE3iaWeLfAXqhB_XGDuYGMoJtG1YSN5lSTndJsc6w9P1eG8uEmpSDcdUmxNPdZAhp8fRJXf83793evpVyj02ZdDrl-yv/s320/100_3277.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGnYmJUkcVoI5E5yGAQjbcpSLOEU33O7qn6oEAOCVTtWZAIeY1PnVwP2iJpr69WWbIiSVOEZxtSCnTWfK1LLjVv4Rw1lOAI0IX4RXlDeLQqM65VVapDkwcZnbHQZNvvj6EnC7XYVht9C38/s1600/100_3276.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460096150051457010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGnYmJUkcVoI5E5yGAQjbcpSLOEU33O7qn6oEAOCVTtWZAIeY1PnVwP2iJpr69WWbIiSVOEZxtSCnTWfK1LLjVv4Rw1lOAI0IX4RXlDeLQqM65VVapDkwcZnbHQZNvvj6EnC7XYVht9C38/s320/100_3276.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460096743250565730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQGLVCc5d_SZCyjmT03dyH1ZiB6mbhKiVGLuOvchUOeXePMbaaFh8kZAG5KLQ71ZIxm6JBH8QAWNpkzIppWsG1IDlWu-oLW-cX5rb30dT5E3u2oCGgvqTwziqinT-U27HgcFYPVEyYpVZw/s320/100_3301.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div><br /></div><p align="center">Cutie!</p>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-85442051192060789132010-04-14T15:36:00.003-05:002010-04-14T16:30:15.005-05:00Retreat!<div align="center">Better late than never.....right!! Well retreat was a BLAST. We had the time of our lives!! Ashley and I got a little late start because I over slept but still made it to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Branson</span> in good time! We were unpacked by 2 and started getting busy. I managed to get 21 pages done through the weekend and was very pleased. I will try to get some pictures of my layouts to share. I was very <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">excited</span> about them!! When we headed down it was beautiful, sunny, and warm. When we came home it was cloudy, cold, and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">raining</span>/icing. We made it home safely just wasn't as <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">pleasant</span>!!<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460095001681384034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3eIEZZvI04gmPivyV3N3mvohN0Qb8wi9QiaYlHvhJ6WNoHSksjKTnd2TJclpLt2jvbeuqAu1-ddLygTKM9pNsDaNop0a0V-M-DcnpLwI0tW-qPeJozmnyJCIRm_9_JrZgluF7zbC_BR0k/s320/100_3260.jpg" border="0" /></div><p align="center">This was our table space. We each had our own table, they were in pods of 4. After looking at the picture I don't know how we found the room on the table to actually work!!!!</p>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-32131386397448510502010-03-18T15:17:00.004-05:002010-03-18T16:14:56.225-05:00Almost ready to go!!!<div align="center"> After a brief scare of the possible flu I have my supplies packed and ready to load. I started not feeling well last night but was just <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">nauseous</span>. Then at 11 Isaac decided he need to throw up but he didn't anymore. We had a pretty restless night but slept until 9 this morning. Got to work at 10 and we are both feeling 100% better!! Thanks goodness. I would have been so upset if I would not have been able to go to retreat!!<br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_wO8N7JvG2O7agS0a6WHkmXRlVCJl9ERdfvSUZnuRKPafcUZrBUOWXN3glk34K8-hEJLjWIJL-4BxaflnLnYYwR_9TNutEFZj31TZBqGQGyG1DbZmUWBOP6xMDMZRv_DImCych3QWEJ0i/s1600-h/100_3256.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450081724559832818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_wO8N7JvG2O7agS0a6WHkmXRlVCJl9ERdfvSUZnuRKPafcUZrBUOWXN3glk34K8-hEJLjWIJL-4BxaflnLnYYwR_9TNutEFZj31TZBqGQGyG1DbZmUWBOP6xMDMZRv_DImCych3QWEJ0i/s320/100_3256.jpg" border="0" /></a> All my goodies for my Secret <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Scrapin</span>' Sister. It is played kind of like a Secret Santa. Sound be fun!!!<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450085138654769218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBGc1NlLJUJPJnvsIdmE3lO7Uw_0BxTNt1ZgtYVT073k62Epj3Gyfp6vWpd_YxyevmRy0dIHC4bUb_fJTEvW3fmdwO0I6OSVOnclEb2jGsH9R_aw5VAOetb51YB7LCWYBMDRNw-thQERH4/s320/100_3258.jpg" border="0" /> <div align="center"> </div>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-45018890659735259632010-03-02T09:34:00.006-06:002010-03-02T10:07:36.083-06:00Valentine Post<div align="center">Sorry guys, this is much over due. It has been a busy couple of weeks. Isaac and I had a wonderful valentine's day. We were busy in the kitchen cooking and making all kinds of goodies. We spent the morning baking sugar cookies, and I iced them all while he was napping. Also while napping I dipped 3 dozed of strawberries, oh boy where they good.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444061168522162738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNYDgyK39PtIHiYGmMAWRt1LGVg_bwqFR1Y6ESoaWOYspYM7GHB-S8Q8YSvfELKNXn_vWaDDjPDEcMp6C6GvUyZqh_gAbjWWbYJW_3RINeSJi-XhjTIPKui_oW3bk-8wcHpRQ0G0l_h62d/s320/100_3212.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">The beautiful jar of sugar cookies full and ready to eat....yummy!!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444061168878256178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAJhPBU9ych2tJUVhFKA-l1JJ0XTb7ov0X8iHh-M0JQasVv1vvVUFp4WZMN3FUnFEa8TPljmxgY6w1Mpg0mmlQIB6CarktbSOyYBndv_1FimMIEZujIvzefQ1Om-Runxp4VaNOLlU8S-ik/s320/100_3231.jpg" border="0" /> The 3 dozen of delicious dipped strawberries. Did I mention that they were great!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444061181411308674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnvCjIKw65p97Q_BwEqwMxGxXGxc95QyxITiahgCeXMxdLE7efhnk7Tlu6Y4H_3ouE2kvTllXWa-B-iTT5cijaZD2c1nWdHhh-UDsQnFQNE-v_2d5ikA4Vd08LP3t7Z1t07efkh7wY229w/s320/100_3221.jpg" border="0" />Isaac opening his Valentines from Mommy!</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaUBf7BycIWJWjneR1EJVqLaYSJFnajfyuFXBg_SZrhMpw0IStGzHTS5k3UU_Llti8TfBkyp2BnaMPs0naBBzw4dWykw8UAq59oLJKL_Ct09I6T-e9dljJYoGCaWU60BMY8O8EYofLS_DC/s1600-h/100_3223.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444061198188224226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaUBf7BycIWJWjneR1EJVqLaYSJFnajfyuFXBg_SZrhMpw0IStGzHTS5k3UU_Llti8TfBkyp2BnaMPs0naBBzw4dWykw8UAq59oLJKL_Ct09I6T-e9dljJYoGCaWU60BMY8O8EYofLS_DC/s320/100_3223.jpg" border="0" /></a> Loving his stuffed dog.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVPgnMbWDmqymx-NfDmj8UlPkCQK53VZ2R-UCjkxTMio78JUKmaNLRWP3HovyaSeTNtCIFMQT-rZ_IA83UUztf7qlVX43qZy5mqWslt1iy2icHiKThoXO2zaM9OaRUJTny_LHBXzzCETu6/s1600-h/100_3222.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444061189079297298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVPgnMbWDmqymx-NfDmj8UlPkCQK53VZ2R-UCjkxTMio78JUKmaNLRWP3HovyaSeTNtCIFMQT-rZ_IA83UUztf7qlVX43qZy5mqWslt1iy2icHiKThoXO2zaM9OaRUJTny_LHBXzzCETu6/s320/100_3222.jpg" border="0" /></a> Oh wow, a hot wheels monster truck!</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444066004436726258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRpYFSw6J9d8dsNAF3e6UQSBHJwiEZUEWkoixI8sgjTvcfEfBjV8KwoZsCJDrvzMI18uO_6vSJ0QDZ_9FyFTNIVL4zNB_QlpZI2wzCfPSpysbhdEShcXMMAzsDKAbozqBTfRgMjoDforzg/s320/100_3225.jpg" border="0" />Isaac with all his Valentine goodies!</div><div> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444066013416640498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii8lzzctR9komc5fDMKpcqhSQ0MtnxG8tRRaNgY9lFgdhs20cEKnlLQJ4WID0WCxkVno8CfIubfPNrXFM7zMoZBKtr9aOcAz2-rPzVlzteXr1nVsi6FNwmBuEV3-Pp6Tg0yKbPhiSnX8ZW/s320/100_3238.jpg" border="0" />Abby, Molly, and Isaac at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Mema</span> and Papa with the Valentine cake. </div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444066015535585842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQUFYjNToNmiFvIvnAvnpgXFbsNT3XHV6uMJpJ51qKBaAkakokvX9reMfQg5oV4rgHBk2ZujYKjnMk89SZR0fLUcwzZkgEe9Npov9mDZmKhCbjXZQpXL-lSx70OnoWX2X8Vrt7qOSQkVpq/s320/100_3241.jpg" border="0" />Me and my little valentine!! Love you sweet boy!</div><br /></div>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-9886175585962424922010-02-12T16:35:00.005-06:002010-02-12T16:59:18.235-06:00What can I say, I have been busy, well maybe very busy. I am officially caught up on everything that has been going on in our little lives.<br />Birthday <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Party</span> - check<br />Birthday - check<br />Christmas - check<br />New Years - check<br />My Birthday - check<br />SNOW, SNOW, and more SNOW - check, check, check.<br />Looking back and adding pictures made all the fun memories flooding back. It is amazing how fast you can forget things. Thank goodness for pictures. I take plenty of them. I am in the process of getting my pictures organized and in date order and oh my, there is a lot. I am going to a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">scrapbooking</span> retreat in March and can not wait. I looking forward to meeting other people that share the same love for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">scrapbooking</span> and then obviously getting a lot of work done!! I am sure we will be doing some shopping also. Can't wait to share our experience!<br /><br />Nothing else too much going on. The rest of my family is doing good. We had a little scare about a week ago with Dad he had abnormal blood work but everything has came back normal since then. Praise!!<br /><br />Please continue to check back as I am hoping to blog a little more often. I am also hoping to add a few extras to my blog layout so stay tuned. Thanks for reading!!<br /><br />ha, just realized this is my 100th post....woohoo! Here is to 100 more!!Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-70062932942413331102010-02-12T16:26:00.003-06:002010-02-12T16:31:56.100-06:00Sunday Morning<div align="center">After we get home from Church Isaac never wants to change out of his church clothes. He hates to change his clothes or try new clothes on. So he played for the longest time in his good clothes. He was being so cute I couldn't help but to take a few pictures.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_1XzduSIe06fDUBO1oub1gtaHGVA9ELUl4KThCRa9OBnZLKbeaMVFQMmPrFSCgm4UZWsEBDaYGhgCF2LQFLqkrc0UxLt3aOCS_aPFYRAAxg-wl8WWQGYAo83MqddjpsEXlJZqnmtEBSx_/s1600-h/100_3207.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437487450467288946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_1XzduSIe06fDUBO1oub1gtaHGVA9ELUl4KThCRa9OBnZLKbeaMVFQMmPrFSCgm4UZWsEBDaYGhgCF2LQFLqkrc0UxLt3aOCS_aPFYRAAxg-wl8WWQGYAo83MqddjpsEXlJZqnmtEBSx_/s320/100_3207.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB1JRp-HnlzOopPihKN-Su_ZwAEw3T1SaIF3cwJrayjowDGCrI6vlOD0ujRFikoxr3ME1FWjufzabmAxR28PvdVzcBaxDlOzj55FS-nsCWxNS7ARyzwOKUBsH7tnfHlas7D8zPLAjI2Na2/s1600-h/100_3204.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437487445713481362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB1JRp-HnlzOopPihKN-Su_ZwAEw3T1SaIF3cwJrayjowDGCrI6vlOD0ujRFikoxr3ME1FWjufzabmAxR28PvdVzcBaxDlOzj55FS-nsCWxNS7ARyzwOKUBsH7tnfHlas7D8zPLAjI2Na2/s320/100_3204.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtezQrZco3x_HMdxGRqS53kbO5lr4KAetEs8HuiQiWt_Sox4-puhKWl4opRsxkFyQBV5o69VOWjx27lLOaHBdJn9XlFlkzraicUx28YTpbo-wql8AioEpLMsEF7wP1hxoF5o644y-gyz6j/s1600-h/100_3202.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437487432371362866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtezQrZco3x_HMdxGRqS53kbO5lr4KAetEs8HuiQiWt_Sox4-puhKWl4opRsxkFyQBV5o69VOWjx27lLOaHBdJn9XlFlkzraicUx28YTpbo-wql8AioEpLMsEF7wP1hxoF5o644y-gyz6j/s320/100_3202.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXb9S1nXQ6IsVR66f9DiDuarBzcFoJ3iEG3rDAAJQz2510RJhVDG3XAjz1MaA7nFpiG-Vqmo4YoG9vBXSS_1EIHJjYxPpdTLDIL0EI7Oqa3qusq0u2HQNMiLbsBO1apZMTOQtarkXdruHV/s1600-h/100_3200.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437487427849882690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXb9S1nXQ6IsVR66f9DiDuarBzcFoJ3iEG3rDAAJQz2510RJhVDG3XAjz1MaA7nFpiG-Vqmo4YoG9vBXSS_1EIHJjYxPpdTLDIL0EI7Oqa3qusq0u2HQNMiLbsBO1apZMTOQtarkXdruHV/s320/100_3200.jpg" border="0" /></a> My little picture perfect boy, I sure hope he keeps those beautiful blue eyes!</div></div><br /></div>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-35345998097373890972010-02-12T16:16:00.003-06:002010-02-12T16:26:36.079-06:00My Birthday/Hair Cut<div align="center">I turned another year old, on the 8<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> of January....oh my. As I am nearing 30 I am beginning to feel a little old. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437485257137222610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRoHtDCHs9L862XTGyLsyMBRTeLY0sLKUqs8nMlaSlCh8xnJsdisOB5mjOj93M9mZdVhd8QmXi2yFzdGqdoMJ2TwFyN6IAb-cu0QOt_sT2m0fNrWBpRhcnjbGd10vkZSijS8CzXlFQSWHh/s320/100_3184.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">The 3 most <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">important</span> people in my life. **Check out that delicious looking cake, just for the record it was as good as it looks!!!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437485263816190418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxqXw6PKCC5G_Uar-Ne9xgNaEpWa1Tk89OGrZhYSj8xpHiwqft3aDk-6zYDLpzh0Cdy1TzvHH8muK1FjEYnXCKMBsL_lDq6xeS6xWcgrzsl6UZxbkQmlNraEnoJ_N4UyIQQ2sF__PHzW-y/s320/100_3190.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Isaac and Mommy</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437485276715189426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1l1YX-li3J4qF2DqEpR63cie_5oJTAezKcDD2qFDEmleLQjYANtjSaDjiYRNVOLT_Bav9rncgINlBEADGaWpgVdAP39o_Aq_LhWujfpngS-wjiZzY926HKd2RHelLwVjkxqYr2Sq8MIkd/s320/100_3193.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Mom, Me, and Isaac</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">**********************</div><div align="center">I made the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">decision</span> that I was doing something different with my hair. It was going to get cut. I was very nervous, just not knowing how is was going to turn out. We I sure wish I would have done it a lot sooner. I am still getting used to it, but I like it. This picture was the day after it got cut. I looks different now but you get the idea. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437485282189659410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjncMD_l9RmjlO3E0fWiO7ei_myb2BnewWJkOz_Bpp3Vh39vwQFLnlv8HkDUccHoe9w0bKMlpv1yUycu59zSD6p_Jj9c44rrpgPv8Sem3e_ifhF53WjsJ6CBFh5DSi_WnlTCCAbVOH8X6Yl/s320/100_3196.jpg" border="0" /></div><p align="center">Mommy and her little monkey!!</p>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-31190983114106480072010-02-12T15:58:00.003-06:002010-02-12T16:15:59.377-06:00Christmas Morning<div align="center"> This was the 1st Christmas Morning that Isaac and I had in our own house. It was a lot of fun and we will continue to have lots of memories. Mom and Dad came over to watch Isaac open presents. I had to end up waking Isaac up at 9 that morning. I don't think he has EVER slept that late. Doesn't he know that Santa comes on Christmas Eve and he needs to be really excited and wake up early.....guess not. Anyways, he was kind of out of it, and wasn't too excited about anything at first. Then he opened every present and then wanted that toy opened so he could play with it. He took forever, but enjoyed it!!!!!!!!!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437480763105583506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7UVnJIdFeEbZaGBpbNJXRtq7jdQk8oyo_bNhCMNgEoizmTXGQ6z2fNc5t6ivWL96bUkTou3oct_bfl54j8ht1M_keVmj7hI1icMtWSXK5MjHaBO3GSjnG_Pk_Lu3K5NPZy2GMQTjzEUZd/s320/100_3152.jpg" border="0" />Santa brought the inch worm and also a baby doll. He loves to jump around the house on his inch worm and his baby doesn't get very far away.<br /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437480764512677666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigg6l2haOV1l0QmJpN9_nnR-faWBxlvkLKxdZuQSY7sB1fNq4DL3CBtG69fRoy0sQND3eMQtCeSTiLC6lQGAx4kkZCVaYzdPQ-PGF5AaRh_nBTzZBbV6FMIQS2k8laHNKPn0Axb4TQHWR-/s320/100_3156.jpg" border="0" />Cheese, am pretty sure he is "hiding" something behind his back!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSt_sLfbXrOUO7u5xbbTK19LnnqFWAcxiFFKxRszNgm9p1YWdfhz30HdAhCiMjjluPua6HqFkguUkvWB2gb4T0ZGwsRamPtxlLK3h8FwPyahEQhIy94g8Vg5nz_19GrHB5dEENnkjh35PR/s1600-h/100_3158.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437480779047436562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSt_sLfbXrOUO7u5xbbTK19LnnqFWAcxiFFKxRszNgm9p1YWdfhz30HdAhCiMjjluPua6HqFkguUkvWB2gb4T0ZGwsRamPtxlLK3h8FwPyahEQhIy94g8Vg5nz_19GrHB5dEENnkjh35PR/s320/100_3158.jpg" border="0" /></a> Oh my, is that a tractor???? <br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437480787998796850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht6YaR5OOVNHA8J2DG6OBsSJcqX1FIVfvoDuWSVrGwMzs3WWCXdHK0jE6N513FHmJgN8756LSFqlW55VI1Np-i8VIs4CRnxWlTCOEIi3ggwihGIf6Wi50QvGvN8lLv5zdnaK9f_bdxZ6Yp/s320/100_3159.jpg" border="0" />Huh, it sure is. He was so excited, he didn't want anything else after that. Thank goodness <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">PaPa</span> was there to get it out of the box. He has played with this thing more than anything else. It says it is built sandbox <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">tough </span>so I sure can't wait until we can go outside and dig in the sand.....guess I better start on getting that sand box done!!!<br /><div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437480794615058114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPIpLl1I5gmbBDbtQpXD7WsufKVdW7nfOHAikQ1j1V08zHBNf5p2wmMeltIspuureky0y4bcmgn4wtDiuR4hFRVY4WITXG-vi64cL80RUFpb56LI_b4kL7jIU8Cs0U7jqRZTnA5qMsUP4a/s320/100_3160.jpg" border="0" />Isaac with all his Christmas presents. Looking back at these pictures, it makes me wonder where I found space for all this stuff, but we did!!</div></div></div><br /></div>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-68167925095483308622010-02-12T14:37:00.008-06:002010-02-12T15:58:19.169-06:00Random Christmas Pictures/Santa<div align="center">Here comes Santa....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXmEQWmvTgV7zizFr4KpzIl6OSsvMYfCJnhGeBwtcWA9WvPxUPbXdIj-3ve8EyqX3twJl-u3hy5Gxi6xgJSC95I3QUIeNwqqZhnDw63lvOO35isNmeaXF7soLRknFfBBFEjPmzHIBnbBSi/s1600-h/100_2981.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437476773711941682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXmEQWmvTgV7zizFr4KpzIl6OSsvMYfCJnhGeBwtcWA9WvPxUPbXdIj-3ve8EyqX3twJl-u3hy5Gxi6xgJSC95I3QUIeNwqqZhnDw63lvOO35isNmeaXF7soLRknFfBBFEjPmzHIBnbBSi/s320/100_2981.jpg" border="0" /></a> ......well, Isaac decided it would be better to hide from him.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXvAKWZBfAucGWL-O5pZWi2WiKnooHLPDYWOaWM6ryAzDPUOVcvOmfVkoWIA2zL_7ZHjYsfPI8EyyFokrW0ASRdm19v1AeQZJfUcieqpVpGBghOfeg3dNJA1UcYQSlDf0Jf9G42AdVIBq1/s1600-h/100_2982.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437475412098355346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXvAKWZBfAucGWL-O5pZWi2WiKnooHLPDYWOaWM6ryAzDPUOVcvOmfVkoWIA2zL_7ZHjYsfPI8EyyFokrW0ASRdm19v1AeQZJfUcieqpVpGBghOfeg3dNJA1UcYQSlDf0Jf9G42AdVIBq1/s320/100_2982.jpg" border="0" /></a> .....oh my he is just right around that corner, I know he is!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0N9NyZwH73Htk-yXWz4wHB61pR3-tkP-5sfeZzgF3BzlvAZmpbyv7UUM27xriHvUNSWMO0q1Lrs2PcB56eBa8a8BoAcXjfX9E3-7-oYjMvARFYdCpEQNMY4JpgZE7Up8MEglHk1yIijet/s1600-h/100_2995.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437475407286232098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0N9NyZwH73Htk-yXWz4wHB61pR3-tkP-5sfeZzgF3BzlvAZmpbyv7UUM27xriHvUNSWMO0q1Lrs2PcB56eBa8a8BoAcXjfX9E3-7-oYjMvARFYdCpEQNMY4JpgZE7Up8MEglHk1yIijet/s320/100_2995.jpg" border="0" /></a> He finally got brave enough and gave it a shot, just wouldn't give me a smile!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEPN3VArgJtssWpIGlv9rEp-v7sP9kn0C6vVFZjW5L1fD-vsxTsT6yZANhmjGfxcATzKbJ61Ltjvv0h2aX7zkfvl8xozI2gu7RSA2hj0Kbhk9RyY4gVDP6MqXeDH4_5Du2vdckrGjxkD0r/s1600-h/100_2999.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437475395702622802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEPN3VArgJtssWpIGlv9rEp-v7sP9kn0C6vVFZjW5L1fD-vsxTsT6yZANhmjGfxcATzKbJ61Ltjvv0h2aX7zkfvl8xozI2gu7RSA2hj0Kbhk9RyY4gVDP6MqXeDH4_5Du2vdckrGjxkD0r/s320/100_2999.jpg" border="0" /></a> All 3 of the kids hanging with Santa. That is the best picture we got of Molly. She was not in the least bit excited to see Santa.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinEfL6AqzAYDAeKQmsLR5pdlnFcLwTvIJFO28OZYtsNPCW31RGxh460MfT2LUlchhKdgOOgHQSXu01OBrNmyScXaxpSLVkLxFGgls3pPsm9T-o39BH2XxuS7fQBQMFeAcP5JdjwtCbCzPo/s1600-h/100_3004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437475387266593874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinEfL6AqzAYDAeKQmsLR5pdlnFcLwTvIJFO28OZYtsNPCW31RGxh460MfT2LUlchhKdgOOgHQSXu01OBrNmyScXaxpSLVkLxFGgls3pPsm9T-o39BH2XxuS7fQBQMFeAcP5JdjwtCbCzPo/s320/100_3004.jpg" border="0" /></a> Molly and Abby telling their wish lists.....well maybe just Abby.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOklCplIur5G7MI_3GrC0hZdYXpipnYC3He8c0HgExBv0H2hzMdx3vgH7xVDcxICutRtZmtXzY1KLpIb5Q-efeOnzWiE-WmkB5Pwr8jBOw-WHSxXL7bMU-fGTShOEfLMlmhIB9SHhyphenhyphenhOu7/s1600-h/100_3006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437475379941396354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOklCplIur5G7MI_3GrC0hZdYXpipnYC3He8c0HgExBv0H2hzMdx3vgH7xVDcxICutRtZmtXzY1KLpIb5Q-efeOnzWiE-WmkB5Pwr8jBOw-WHSxXL7bMU-fGTShOEfLMlmhIB9SHhyphenhyphenhOu7/s320/100_3006.jpg" border="0" /></a> I think for the 1st year ever Abby was not scared to sit on Santa's lap.</div><div> </div><div>******************************<br /><br /><div align="center">Just some radom pictures I took of Isaac around Chirstmas time. Santa came to Blackwater too, so we went and paid him a visit. He was too scared of Santa just didn't like sitting on his lap. He woudl much rather just give him a five and run off!! Enjoy!</div><div align="center"><div><div><div><div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437459851887212434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhehAIRPebNk69sRmy5BOoeCUfTwcm5hK-xXB1erdGglW-iDq2NUAs3DoL8cP1KhoLedQiagE8dK130lxABVVkP3bk6I4cto4OfA1JsW-FQ_hlZoIKvCHBMf56b6H-KP5qQ3xwTAn86cAxV/s320/100_3011.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437470577702711282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ4-D6kncjRZw1ehfMjrBCbVgy_HrUO1WexSjv0_wJ4kZgscP9xB2cPL9630Y7TjiVaxbYaTL8I5PXTCm386g8Pkxbf5sfdq4DOpKp-TPNgKkwoA_iqvq5eznvk7uAA-c0IgHYb0sJXR1G/s320/100_3011.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437470587190679026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghtCOpAdEhMaKolw970oq-3XZ-oHraoiiQrtc6CzdqyiPHJJzuLlzNIuZleZvZmPPV40r2mlalWiHDzg8ScrwZ4Foi4esRZRz2k6-w9kM4wb-SgT7HDdy64BYekOR4yRct2VAUu0Q8zUer/s320/100_3016.jpg" border="0" />Ha, he looks scared, I think he was getting ready to bolt away!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437459880063300050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwuWzVCfHUNOfeDe1-_WZApIiz2SDyk5jPE9wtjOrkGG7KFwbOMSQgBxwIOoapGJkJlEkdsX_lPDVX9b2qu1EQJ0-9Tm0gVysUSDer1IaeyBvPr3ffNlqUwbvxdWujKzAVFSIxo8VhjAxo/s320/100_3023.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div></div>Of course he won't look at the camera....!</div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437459865340352274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2QoFS-5gWk8HLr4ZZyMtZ6rY5oVNH2WEMfh8PpFfLiMHRlaMqPnXHuYTGgnlx4nH7-HT1ZOtWg8Jvt9h7GMqy6WijuXLXIDunYHEtrk4h-JU3VIRujKeR7MJFvRmx2X2rivqbIDNqVCUf/s320/100_3018.jpg" border="0" />Classic!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437470595850784706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyxBLx1jXjowJ6Tyiph0YJi0DjZzHRJeoQYkiytNJJeBghTqrU1DYA5bHn0E5Sdjb6TONU1CDI9sXLiJygfAwW2I8RKD3Z3E4mF1BFN7qxIT69cew3luNnwmUAIqHEpY44v9EgCWXuhHqm/s320/100_3021.jpg" border="0" />It is very hard to take a self portrait with a wiggly child in your lap!! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-77989451363413823352010-02-12T13:46:00.006-06:002010-02-12T14:37:04.984-06:00Birthday Boy<div align="center"> Wow, where has the time gone. Back on the 21st of December we celebrated Isaac's birthday. So hard to believe that my baby boy is 2. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Growing</span> so much and always keeping busy. He is talking up a storm and really getting his very own personality. He is the highlight of my day, always welcoming me home from work with a smile and big hug. Happy Birthday sweet baby boy, Mommy loves you!!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437446807689485010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEo85rRsm9PR7n52J_xiUk56HNsuoXZQsHsMw1YELxJbaeJjmZXk2w3ZHCIri-g2G4RO52ri3Fuqewr-yLXF66QGTlfbD9JZa3QfnpvPFmpdjq7SUGs_W7HcFEBJlEdn99hMQpfqeGJV2E/s320/100_3110.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>Eating some left over Elmo cake. He thought the flame on the candle was funny!!<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437446818312066930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhydR1G_80Mnai5Px0DK0vzO1eyty67NYvevnU4o4vQbi-c7cn66pgla3aPGEK5y5oK_nzZE5LpI43WFQT2j4t5yieNWlnpJhz7LK_ibATJv4daIZlAVqD7gOkwJDSNqan3TQIn1BABq8NA/s320/100_3123.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>Opening presents from Mommy. Abby still not fair away to help out if need be. A big Elmo book, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">oh</span> fun!!</div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkP1ZIVSwpFGj9YPSW8UPIhjz5FGJtndh5YGPP393F8kd-A_kZC3zj0HDX6bsrFpphHhyphenhyphenybBly7ea6WStVoHdobEq-D9NpJ_v_vTnNrLRU_XLnTFfCqPO0r-5xfRn0j1zz-7YXd6MC6xh4/s1600-h/100_3125.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437446822005693154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkP1ZIVSwpFGj9YPSW8UPIhjz5FGJtndh5YGPP393F8kd-A_kZC3zj0HDX6bsrFpphHhyphenhyphenybBly7ea6WStVoHdobEq-D9NpJ_v_vTnNrLRU_XLnTFfCqPO0r-5xfRn0j1zz-7YXd6MC6xh4/s320/100_3125.jpg" border="0" /></a> Ah, yes, his favorite thing, a stick horse. He was so excited.<br /><br /><div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437446831413147378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyLStK5kFTTzyq4wmhrlmlLdN2U1w12z447f3qFLPJBpbMb_srvunxxGDIUpve7GObd0bmyC-2yXvf1OTlxi-S-IKuP4lGgK9bLRzmwKSZC9RX95Ek4QJqIhyphenhyphen82GXHy0nLRlwep3g7EKOC/s320/100_3126.jpg" border="0" /> Giving it a quick try before back to see what else he got.<br /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437448027866890274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYKECo3Ik4Q27M7DMl9qzORJygmCf_aNOGak7atxqHOhrMC2eG-K7dOF0MDom9nhFzemoNhz4YP2-Ab3WF2nzaneCWisItsGako_W5cNfIV78utleSPGnLSg6lDpvEhxKKQtREL8PoUd0K/s320/100_3132.jpg" border="0" />Peek-A-Boo Elmo says, can you see his eyes sticking out the top of the wrapping paper??</div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437448037180983010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgizRg2y26vYzE1jeYQ5nz3LtIqqn-ZA07QjMwqeT-Elw9E4-N_ltmxRRWkuckerXMKVqRtOv3YR6I52aQ_PXxSo3OBJOe3LMoXgVI8hdx1QknwIN9Kh2vQprwql98oSWqB5mS_gyiKS8wU/s320/100_3133.jpg" border="0" />Oh say it isn't so, it is Elmo!!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437448047154424994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib1WDC2Y5JrBVYmn286_zEBU6lV4fvv-uDv6QHg9jbekVGpTsb4dgIIvdKRhyphenhyphenkyLwFwkrUIUCYi9b0KIXOTGIzJe2_T3cAD5nvg6_xkjxgfrW36rNTolIE9KxnroXbG_cI9W6CHuZeuA43/s320/100_3134.jpg" border="0" />Okay, now who is going to get this out for me?? Uncle, please, can you get it out? Of, course Uncle got him out. (note to self, Elmo is kind of loud and annoying....but oh well Isaac likes playing with him!)</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437446839961044146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvvx3FE9xbz46iSp5zpJLblEsjuM9Lt0Ri8ZhCXWGPQhpgxd6FekYVtJIrURv051OE8PzO3NJsh9Y3k3NqBTDiMK4nGMKDdDaHvhzMRDM1nRuT0OEqDL-U768jG8A4rKkoIYApisqfK6lr/s320/100_3147.jpg" border="0" />Elmo even came to Isaac Birthday. He really wasn't that into standing by him. Abby helped to bribe him but he was too excited!<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437448056085325570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmbttHqqvEm90A4Xo98iLxv9Q5rmxHaHfYTsmkf2YA5SkwmOuzwgjXVkrRiqyuhzREW73FEZCj4EEGJOHrAiGpXsOK-vlPzMbZaGzF58-dWpgliUHSCKzr2N4Uuex8ylgQEIqvjQSyDJmJ/s320/100_3139.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div><br /></div><p align="center">Isaac with all his Birthday presents. I think he needed a few more, oops!! Oh well, he has enjoyed playing with all of them. Notice the pig with piglets.....Isaac's great Grandma <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Bonen</span> made that and gave it to cousin <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Troy</span> some years ago and they gave it to Isaac to enjoy. It is so cute, the piglets snap on to the Momma to eat. </p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center">******************</p><p align="center">Just a little update on how big Isaac is. At his 2 year checkup he came in at 36 pounds and 37 3/4 inches tall. If you double that height he will approximatly be 6'3" full grown give or take a few. Oh my goodness he is definatly going to be a BIG BOY! He is currently wearing size 10 shoe and is fully in 3T clothes some 4T. He has made the transition to a twin size bed, no more baby bed. It was sadder for Mommy than him. He did very well, sleeps in it like a champ!! Has absolutly NO interest in potty training, I guess he will be ready some day...!! </p>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-14333041036231613422010-02-06T20:15:00.005-06:002010-02-11T15:10:47.586-06:00Birthday Party<div align="center">Isaac had a wonderful Birthday Pary. He was so excited to be in the center of attenstion. He wasn't too sure about the whole opening presents thing but Abby was close at hand to help out. Unfortunatly Molly wasn't able to join us because she was sick running a fever. So she had to stay home with her Daddy. Isaac got lots of new toys and had really enjoyed playing with them. We were finally able to get rid of some of the "baby" toys that he was out growing. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435322995817673138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjULLrHccLHvWtvIgOhoOD2-msZx-4iNQUlcocWwsAUd_w88NBwoRGvmTB82prQFUMLEjHbsCvOvs0LhbYQaQnoxkSImUeLSykecIcWsLM4sRq_E4YbLeVe5AWbws9wiBxcAWNo4eK9-ZXM/s320/isaac+037.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Abby close by the help out in any way possible!! She is quit the trooper!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435323008242593890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMPEAwTsQV3dRhSWu7WzfAVxvDiHonls6LUWh4C3-fR0ffhN2bukHrVWimymqL9jI0oCLo13Y72BmfT8-A1gjIJnQbSa8WyVwT5I1mssNEshJVzyuNdQRtweeS8Gqa4LA-JnQJvtkQwD5i/s320/isaac+043.JPG" border="0" /></div><p align="center">Really getting into opening presents. He is looking at the coolest book ever, it is a scanimation book called Waddle. When you move each page the picture goes into motion. Way cooler than how I am explaining it. Check it out <a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51IOkeyaUQL._SL500_.jpg">here</a>.</p><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435322999411339186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWCA_L4EEd78MLRnKH6Bvo6tTfn6LTmVURQlGz33dcHQga7iSNjVWIKRkn8nYXqp-c5_-1PBzJOiWQ1_Vg-57RwgykAc6iQ58grOrKrtpL0bLmrn9tjO80gxSqVbo5RIWMUjcls-nnE1Ac/s320/isaac+039.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435323018722718898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_t4JwFblamQfZQrU7HbeYz2kcob7NrzcCSv1NwYGYU-f79fYwD3leXdSjZEKnZJdaFZ3kb0egDuo6MVkjQbn7_BABb837Ig1PsV05_Yh4Wlffzd4bljQq5uShrtZtxDBvMVxS5KaOYk-g/s320/isaac+045.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">His Elmo birthday shirt that Mema made for him. Elmo is proudly sporting the number 2. Isaac always wants to wear "my elmo" shirt!!!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435324701377458146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_eRw7XhQq0lKMLpY6824QRWVmr7jv1BtcreqMC0tnzBWW50xem2WwJa5NDaVx5kKU_VBPT4Hh-iadnzfov42DQVBdmrQYCvBkS__MWNN_Ny17O3I2dH-pKw5frLkruJh2dxCqZ61sMJgz/s320/isaac+053.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Giving his best shot at riding his tricyle. PaPa and MeMa got it for him. He was so excited he couldn't hardly handle it. Look how serious he is in the pciture. It is still a little big for him but I think by this summer he will be able to pedal it. He already has it figured out, just can't quit touch the pedals. I am sure that tricyle will make plenty of round around the driveway!!! Can't wait for some spring like weather!!!!!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435324702734109842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqNrX0p6XOEumypIH111pcEfYtKKbe1E-vt3cLw5sKNNm3is524Nv9Tm5BSCL_etSQCuyf93kmy8HxLo-BN8Pnk5yw-DYmPQP_Ri6BJGkab83_cujRfnljrAi2yZ_P92NDgCedCVe4dthx/s320/isaac+059.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Isaac posing with his Elmo cake. It didn't turn out too bad considering it was my first one. I will defantly never make a cake decorator! </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435324708612232946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixfOOtiamqxMgJoX4L44-I_59sCC75zXeikeHHQ8wU2KiORCw9radZGJRIKpNLGFv6CFrx1ZDnIwLJDkDtW2bed1KkydL8kigFOWROi49PtToZXHz-G95DaW1fVMk4gdxb-bgdwcFvimue/s320/isaac+061.JPG" border="0" /></div><p align="center">Actually caught Isaac blowing out his candle. I bet I couldn't do that again!! More pictures to come from his actual birthday, Christmas, and other fun happenings in our 'lil family.</p>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-7524645292910990552010-01-22T10:03:00.009-06:002010-01-22T11:17:24.624-06:00Trip Down Memory Lane...Isaac's 1st Year of Life<div align="center"> As I sit here, it is so hard to beleive that my little boy is 2. Where have those 2 years gone? They are still so visible and the memories will last a lifetime. My precious "big" baby boy is growing bigger and taller everyday, I don't think he has slowed down one bit!! Hope you enjoy the trip down memory lane as much as I enjoyed looking at the pictures.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429596542699185426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEierv4PHwl38FFqdLiDUWC9plsqdlXDIyOeyHgN77KMZFOmyQjD5F_L-c9K-DWs8Y_b3vA49yu4tAu-PRVRpdLlJ2Qb_XUfMa97qZRE_U7UdkpUkTrAt3Fz15z2GfhOs92rErvPUsu9tHk_/s320/100_0715.jpg" border="0" /> Hours old. (don't pay any attention to the date on the camera, I realized after taking a whole bunch of pictures that day that the camera had the wrong date. I am sure that will confuse some people much later in life!!!)<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429596547553804114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdVIdlSJmb0zqFKn3vZWgkX7Ts8d1G4oI59fMSJSZq2vtiv-L3CQSomY5NsWGCnDBknxOO4c0p1UE6F_X2WHLIC89p_WfD6DO8_Y6-_IyHpYDg0G4V3knLFCMVtH07GETonooGKqUntOJ-/s320/100_0717.jpg" border="0" /> About 12 hours old. He was so long that his head touched the top of the crib thing and his feet when stretched out touched the bottom!!<br /><br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429596553520423650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhItI762i-0DE5ABYbHsbPKhlY5SZ_LfmJgmJUaUL8ZFaOoqMxQJmoxj8nBMOdOUGKQxYLIxMctFk39zvxd2FTnTr0IT8Yx11rLWx1raTzK8CwpHDunQKdGc8MFy3oknODuqrYqOq5KARG0/s320/100_0731.jpg" border="0" /> 2 Days old. Waiting to get released to go home.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429596557559723826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLCSP-qWsG5BW242ub-YMpvmkhccGT6L8IoS9z75TU3RO6kC1Dig2TKFOpSf0Tuuag8H26yj2dtqQHVq30PAQWK_06UdVCSeu9MTpU9Nh72Jv0iW3M1jow_MnFA1lWCjKLbD_rcaoeSvax/s320/100_0732.jpg" border="0" /> 2 Day old. About ready to make the trip home!<br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429596567435888610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3uP6bXbhF_x2No-dcOeIIunGOqdz1CTktLLvCnmg-MMsCPBafhFlsUXSPIA7duEvPn2DM5l-zDS8pJGJfy33c72VHUae8_TYGczjOIGpAJeqKLbFqsSsN6mXx9hJSB4pVEZp7Itbm9EBq/s320/100_0755.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>1 Week old. This is one of my favorite pictures of Isaac.</div><div> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429601469973672482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRHs_ZNkY90AD2uXKRjQbFcigMs1QOz0rWT21X80NYm6lSsJpF0Pm-ljOzfv-44c_sgTAHtzMz-U-L_tWnGtZFtogCXmyGC0oJYFGYYrNDsOKSOGbdf6dU4OVzdre0nVxlYdTewk5q4H2w/s320/100_0837.jpg" border="0" /> 1 Month old, with PaPa.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429601479806204834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS1xn_4NR_qMwQDPFFRTDDDsSkM9Sk0o42O6RdtxL0J40nvEQDvPWEuMBWMcQG5nftZW1IW8Gj-lTXatqRvg2jzzt226MsChCthicF6hRjehilAIhuxJMM7N5Cb_DILTFd4wXEQ_-KrXuW/s320/100_0857.jpg" border="0" /> <div><div><div>1 Month, Abby put him to sleep. She was VERY excited at her accomplishment!</div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429601485282122546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQbVYWgcbNaRiaQYIcHVX6Wm8V9WeGkGmC2-_eVQuXPCSYI4MJUiM6j1u-BRZUeBib9zsLllhcSpLyvzlO4benxO2ESdTFeIYaGvtIz9PezRNaBnhM9-ATbeT4s6SMzqCmku7PtHf80ssi/s320/100_0992.jpg" border="0" />2 Months<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429601494511857266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Pbm98J7upsKP3sEJa9oCvrHLa5UiOAYeyLgUQPFxMDCMKdpK_kUqowU5woQTNMLoxBrrA02iAbYL8mj7_YsD49zTmEk83JWSUzAARtbVyGAZjCf59CVw48D1JS723HlYKyFBk33vngPc/s320/100_1022.jpg" border="0" />3 Months </div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429601502152960178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_4mOjcXTyqTjyW6N4y7QsyKt9vJp8XNqzyOxWR66oXHcXnfrVO444yFBCelOZQ15ZpIiPP9wSLAw97_xpRvGyjtQZhOSRSDMuwTnbwIu3EjfvCH-qdoyFgj4Df87ABOggX8AeOTqZ7Xag/s320/100_1024.jpg" border="0" />3 Months </div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429602569068493762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiciKIOesmZYhk7Aj71w15tmBN94xZIMP1vWFhk756rsK4IluLX04pvzyeL8btiGgTNlh4U0o5HpRP8upDmW3eQPv8HWpKJP9diNqfDGkdJUP1tGLS69_GstRCZULpIPqQWECCoOArbVlj4/s320/100_1140.jpg" border="0" />4 Months, loving his cereal!<br /><div><div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYzw_QaVodhak9UpOzn2l6XTW4ijqswUzMZNH2El7mhAddQxNe8anng3GhLjtPZ-ykyN3CALJ6X9psG3pXzIw-diA-1pQIdANDDiT6DFZOm8PKmo2oMR5aQRYfbauQOdwGDW7OrplcN5YH/s1600-h/100_1142.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429602572624535202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYzw_QaVodhak9UpOzn2l6XTW4ijqswUzMZNH2El7mhAddQxNe8anng3GhLjtPZ-ykyN3CALJ6X9psG3pXzIw-diA-1pQIdANDDiT6DFZOm8PKmo2oMR5aQRYfbauQOdwGDW7OrplcN5YH/s320/100_1142.jpg" border="0" /></a> 4 Months, GO T-I-G-E-R-S!!!!</div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429612584197271938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir9uCXhV_0X07V0B1OAhqGVrT6KxdYQPQpy2P7qFRi4LpOIN3UKOBjgH81tvCc9mQ2IWlACDOKwgG2-Wdcx_2SPxY6PRXXu3hbuIW7Y8-l5e8Zt6O2iZw5JFCWkErBEAzcaHZvuPx3jz1H/s320/100_1241.jpg" border="0" />5 Months</div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429602580549819506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-8WmaAoPcTmvvFB3aYP9iEpOfL9TtqGwsb6q9b7bxDiH3-U8j4FddqHH6XTa_yTqOPNJFBT4M89WqFG69NPzYYyRRLYJx89NBoWD3O2ksnFuoA4hDCDD0ZBavEK-dghdM-VilRCbBJjno/s320/100_1293.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>6 Months, enjoyed swimming for the 1st time.<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429602584507161986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8x6AClfrKyFi-aY9-zJOldlxmhZq7ozzLVyDuSDfIjKFsKP1HdAVHmuKNAlvzXWNOwFsdnXKnMe8cRaPm6CMoLuK30AmguTuqj3Jv5G-es0P8GQzI-cO-7d-mv5C-wJL0qihhypkFOue5/s320/100_1393.jpg" border="0" /> 7 Months<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429602594130085058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiN52zVvwPbgSEjCATYQOwz0r_sBKcregssjpAGC2obti51aI1VO8TxH8r2KCk-Wt2vPEuZoeJDfHsbJJlNoXHpBrOr3d3i72eVC3U4tpB37Dh-I_abgFmQKu_zCEERB_s93fUdO7gAJO1/s320/100_1440.jpg" border="0" /> 8 Months<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429603793974804530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHrC5y3uVtDkdNVPHA87PPwAsAmat-5cLc7ly8xxHvwCMxSdeuhgn-B5XM3aMsq_uM-J7h6OhaNmxBjqPhQD2Lg6TGyJy48SYKuJhBrmUEXX8EwRh4L_ypx6CjhTU-qcJaS7ct9CveKJnA/s320/100_1594.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>9 Months, curly top!!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429606738377618626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqoqmvaDHK2E6fIFqoH7-5W_VsFUyM8j-hdsifbPUhttBqz0jrI90fUyTPmbcfYMHf98lytwSjUsU5jowSC_5CjVBUXN7QYQJvnm4OMLCezpAb1U5bMyOrlSOkf8fF9GsWf6gaCBq1DTyx/s320/100_1671.jpg" border="0" />10 Months<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429603807928281410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTlsg8tlzBoDrxK-OZHol2nziaM3nrMrz0FlTnUL4Q-Onf-Hl3_Ez-o2-dacXX6K_dSiZmMDkKw4NY50lsbV-sU2Yu_D_hfzw_CoNIQ-66lZ9f5gAtzzrWolid05hVo4nUjpxLWrOX7XaU/s320/100_1682.jpg" border="0" /> 10 Months<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429603817567738578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd1f6S0XTty6hcxAjaTq8wgXIJ_kR7yC-Wsfis9p0ZcA8bcfhhUwwp6fHy72CPM-GiQEjd-uZNqNfPoZaO9dDRM0Qdx5tkx6AT_cuQImw-8EYVmgzpHjNO-ke-Ylzqm5GgvG8uItMP9kI_/s320/100_1685.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>10 Months, but-scooting all around!! <div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429603822160452082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkqDaNFmj-Xia7-zMsIicbbujq6YR25s4zj2PJBhIU_j4kWz4Wra4Xqt_0W7SQrPUKFuako7FtfyVgx57hjl_dORs20a1IoKgH3xtU9H3FHMRgeKtzlDrr-_zpTyDiUbTW3pRCzf-vZbJB/s320/100_1694.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>10 Months, pulling up like a big boy!<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429604749064738610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeN2YJM4xJHaQtPrlkPUaBkiCR3pIlq-iISkVo-AcdGjW_kWhXCfUj9qwj90RvMgsBlsviso224OIen9DAfZeGk4RKz-MIrsQlUokNa6rYH_VQ_39AeOcHkFHV4eiQddhQx1EyVhqxyfAq/s320/100_1782.jpg" border="0" /> 11 Months<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429604757746200706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFE03_e9aS9EV2JibvmK5FlGla-afkDgULL20IY13UxWjJ5v8ARNbeUNORqqxSTUA7jenfkTNQkq_J-chW3uKAbw2D5JwMf0heHJYBGlBiea6sS-MX_LSlyg7JygEgVIxATQDyjbyD-0St/s320/100_1911.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>12 Months, Happy 1st Birthday<br /><div><div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429604760440856610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1oHNWsC1neTBVuInllcrEgqEt_BfIgQFMtUJk33dcBg-nT84BGnFZDfEkA1d491bfpmWt74h6jI5EIGezoovRCxwr60BUgsQ5kQZvJ1Zx2xTa645a_CiUmqm2dR3ovdSnKtXmZgHJk1N-/s320/100_1984.jpg" border="0" /> My 2nd Christmas, (really the 1st one that he remembers since he was only 4 days on on his 1st Christmas.)</div><div> </div><div>Stay tuned for many more pictures to come. I have a lot of updating to do. There are some pretty exciting events going on in the next couple of months. Can't wait to share!!!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-46040067319630529882009-12-30T14:42:00.004-06:002009-12-30T14:53:26.659-06:00............!!Wow, where has the year 2009 went. So hard to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">believe</span> that 2010 is just right around the corner. Looking back I have so much to be thankful for. It has been a very eventful year full of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">excitement</span>, sadness, hurt, anxious, happy and everything in between. I hope everyone can take the time out of their busy schedules and think about the passing year. None of us know when our time is over, live each day to the fullest. Don't let the small things get you down, just pass them over and move on to bigger and better things!<br /><br />I have many pictures of post of my sweet babies birthday party and Christmas. Hopefully with the day off on Friday I will be able to get those done. We had a WONDERFUL Christmas....white and all. Isaac had tons of fun opening presents but then wanted to play with each one <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">immediately</span>. Things are still in boxes as we have not had time to get everything out. My goal is to do that this evening. I don't think he will have any trouble having new things to play with. <br /><br />I take this time to wish each and every one of you reading this (family, friends, and even those blog stalkers) a HAPPY NEW YEAR!! May the new year be bright and wonderful as we make our way into 2010. (Is it just me, or is it hard to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">believe</span> it has been 10 years since Y2K) Wow, I remember that like it was yesterday:-)Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-81062002503000839452009-12-09T13:39:00.003-06:002009-12-09T13:42:38.438-06:00Compute GiveAwayFolks, go check out MckMama (that's right, Stellans Momma) <a href="http://www.mckmama.com/">here </a>and read about the computer that she has to giveaway. Pretty cool deal...wish me luck, I could only wish!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-38806390761284648642009-12-01T15:07:00.005-06:002009-12-01T16:30:01.203-06:00Christmas Pictures<div align="center">Even though getting pictures of 3 kiddos is quit the challenge we did get some pretty good ones. So hard to believe that this will be Isaac's 3rd Christmas. I am really looking forward to the holiday season and starting some special traditions with my little boy! Hope you enjoy the pictures.</div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410380087434652978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkU65ZALlGbuVZ_OOPsom-t9tAUQvFjOqFvTdcvQkrFCFP54f0gsSxhSLyp0D_ncNE8IYAVrSDpiLZd5EgL05CUp_mhDCgO9l-lflIzf1F6T1FHbVG2nWO1PzU9gEMhZCDYYJHc4ahuVso/s320/Isaac.jpg" border="0" />Mr. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Handsome</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifrN4jjoYIquNcJ-yaVf0HeaxH13kKxKvQSucIgj0Bi0L45Mi0bnDfgGzT0f2ILex4bL20I1f9KjSD7YEbXoj4c93kIW6uJLSnrddBnMpvXjEtcssKbNHkz_9HrByREAcyVtN59dvEyx7p/s1600/Isaac1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410380080164902434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifrN4jjoYIquNcJ-yaVf0HeaxH13kKxKvQSucIgj0Bi0L45Mi0bnDfgGzT0f2ILex4bL20I1f9KjSD7YEbXoj4c93kIW6uJLSnrddBnMpvXjEtcssKbNHkz_9HrByREAcyVtN59dvEyx7p/s320/Isaac1.jpg" border="0" /></a> Cutie<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiM6B3A2ET4dtgtOQhJ6byO0CH_cTUe2WZ5VbriOAa0R_aIhae3dNJibiOJV0h7sx-55lcNsuhSw6ZBBTY4If1a7IlcAixTn1dnaoEikZ7h8IllXesO0lIOpdhQ77vzwq4odocKaBexA1Q/s1600/All+3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410380073032164626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiM6B3A2ET4dtgtOQhJ6byO0CH_cTUe2WZ5VbriOAa0R_aIhae3dNJibiOJV0h7sx-55lcNsuhSw6ZBBTY4If1a7IlcAixTn1dnaoEikZ7h8IllXesO0lIOpdhQ77vzwq4odocKaBexA1Q/s320/All+3.jpg" border="0" /></a> Oh yes, all 3. The only "good" picture we got of all 3 kids in their church clothes. Thanks to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">MeMa</span> for making their outfits. We think they are extra special!!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410377552031121746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjovrIQKfkYirHguGVJw6LtDRfb5lWgje3ksvZxWcosQNHXeoirS1hpbCvW-ExWJf87pD_WXNqmPKmGCrmegiLTqNQYSOgJVyqe7rem-kou3oR4rAzW8Gu1lRXrIABq6yOJIEkBebksiqIX/s320/Girls.jpg" border="0" /><br />Abby and Molly showing off their matching dresses. Thanks <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">MeMa</span>!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410377553934692066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUTUIolNKMYX0hEjAUmy6-GIeeEJnrjJu6umnR4LaIlsyB70jeiH1oioDrljQYwp-7Omg3FCZFAk7ZgOSdr-tPmQ4jZdvkk7clnSZ3VsRxJ6rPSFBPTyWDgR1LbIBj-vBIr6RrrCZAhi2L/s320/Isaac2.jpg" border="0" />Not knowing what to think about the sled. Not really wanting to smile at the camera either!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410377559267026050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6vahxnzchBP6UJXTR3N1Lg1RgKZYbuRTOEIjrP-y4elMj61657XdTN322XzbP_5xj81AjwLwQ51ovqFdLVBYEsvXRUOeGwxiVDy5Pfocs9nq-BQ5LoTFQnWYwP6XgK71EOSofOtVb3ayF/s320/Babies.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">LOVE IT!!! Isaac checking something else out, Molly wishing he would get with the program!!!! <br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC6JhWdWzoc2bjD-vlW6Q2Z_ceaY4a3h-5RL3LYgqtg17JtALhaT9L6zVsl_ej-R50PRtMqCSvdaeqheOWUJTrg8pGHxJpME-9-fE8RDOdClEZEjsX4E3-o9yNYioef4dqA0iEd8rOeMTm/s1600/Girls1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410377562304792898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC6JhWdWzoc2bjD-vlW6Q2Z_ceaY4a3h-5RL3LYgqtg17JtALhaT9L6zVsl_ej-R50PRtMqCSvdaeqheOWUJTrg8pGHxJpME-9-fE8RDOdClEZEjsX4E3-o9yNYioef4dqA0iEd8rOeMTm/s320/Girls1.jpg" border="0" /></a> Abby and Molly getting ready for a sleigh ride together. Showing sisterly love!<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410380064382939202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj22cr-qKvSu6oxQkyLBb47BqbGbcXoUM9NFP-KVTxIWwH13Vi6vHjoC8KgHRmjPZ7bVNjWqehCo4P0Ra2-oMg8vGm-2Ob7adufXhWi1QkfQbVEeeklTWPA4meUX8vOzBUH9xH4fA_fvD0W/s320/All+31.jpg" border="0" />In their matching shirts, thanks to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Kohls</span>. Kim was able to get Abby's in the store and ordered Molly and Isaac's online. Love Isaac's pose!</div><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410377568189099778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY_YcKO8UUGe6E9er-APJ-7wNHCyBfGHzqxCf3i6M82K8RQx4OB3mGo7MJFjLOEGvIqUSV3GrbghnGeJ9hdB9Awy7IGD69Es3U7Srf1hTu95sjWxS0CgukZ5yBcfpNgn9_PF-PC05kr2a7/s320/All+32.jpg" border="0" /> Time for bed. This was the ONLY picture we got with their Christmas PJ's. The kids were done for by this point. It was a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">miracle</span> to get this one picture with them all looking down at the book. What is so hard about sitting still and smiling, if it were only that simple. After this picture we loaded the kids up in the car and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">MeMa</span> took them home. Kim and I were able to pick our pictures out in peace and quiet, thank goodness!!! </div></div>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-46479554506117195452009-11-19T14:37:00.003-06:002009-11-19T14:40:11.248-06:00Oh yes, that time of the year!!As you have noticed I have changed my background to reflect <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">the</span> best time of the year, Christmas. I am so looking forward to Christmas this year. This will be Isaac and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">I's</span> first actually Christmas together in our own home! I can't wait <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">until</span> next week to get all our Christmas stuff our and up. I am hoping he will enjoy it as much as I!! I am planning on getting the outside lights up this weekend. It is supposed to be warmer and no rain! What a better time to do it? So, looks like I better get busy posting some updated pictures. Maybe some pictures of our holiday progress. We wish each and everyone a Happy and Healthy Thanksgiving. Don't eat too much turkey...yum!!!!!!! God Bless:-)Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-35694618496827045442009-11-19T14:30:00.003-06:002009-11-19T14:37:19.221-06:00UPDATE: Home Run BabyGo on and jump over to baby <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Stellna's</span> blog and read all about his Home Run. After nearly dieing, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Stellans</span> doctors had to perform an emergency <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">ablation</span> (a day sooner that planned) to try to kill the extra value. It was a very risky serious surgery. So many things could have happened such as pacemaker dependent for the rest of his life or death. I am doing the story no justice but it was a true <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">miracle</span>. The procedure was a complete success and there was no other damage done and they tried 2 days later to put him into <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">SVT</span> and it DIDN'T work!!! So they officially hit a home run and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Stellan</span> is now home and a healthy little boy with NO MORE <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">SVT</span>!! Still go to his sight and read all about him and him awesome family! They are sure great people.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-4626063716554381662009-10-29T11:15:00.003-05:002009-10-29T11:17:27.997-05:00Stellan<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Stellan</span> is VERY sick and is in need of lots of prayers. Please include <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Stellan</span> and all the sick children in your prayers. If you feel led, please click on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Stellan's</span> button and read his story. It is quit lengthy but well worth the time it takes to read it. Good Bless Everyone.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-52555018094417022372009-10-09T12:14:00.012-05:002009-10-09T15:06:05.329-05:00Nowlins Corn Maze<div align="center">Last Sunday the weather was beautiful so we decided to make our trip to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Nowlin's</span> Corn Maze. The maze was a lot of fun. We pushed Isaac and Molly in strollers and Abby walked and picked up <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">fallen</span> corn!! Kim and I were tired after finally reaching the exit. There was plenty of room to push the strollers but it was kind of a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">challenge</span> too!!! I took the opportunity to get some pictures and I think I went a little over board. All the kids had their "Halloween" outfits on but before we left home Molly decided to get into the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Vaseline</span> and lets just say, she had it ALL over her. She had to have an outfit change so she didn't match but still cute anyway. Isaac's shirt says "Mummy says I'm sweeter than this candy". Can't read it in any of the pictures, but thanks to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Mema</span> we think it is pretty cute!!</div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390653034682863506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-QMrtq1s2Yih8PjO0gcP0-eXB75vQTR51LVYWD36JSIMYDd3JYomwXfQJhfUj15Lgg-NYPqwNC0Pd_DNL9I3Yq0EKMztgLzPFSXHdLlYvNODPuXpDcn7iPNQVB0mcnSFCG0BA-76-cYEQ/s320/100_2808.jpg" border="0" /> After we exited the corn maze we made our first stop for some pictures. Probably the best ones. After this the two little ones figured out they could jump up and run away....ugh:-)</div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390653046221282274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN6eSpFHILFukSHwHGE-D2gQezEQj-3brYmfkUDS2yon48_KNeoBH2NcmyhxnL55ySZPsh9NcpaPluMy3jyG3dl0adtxDKGwhprdPQ2ZVNM-yxopeTzISjPOnDyLa7bw50i2KbPAHCONoW/s320/100_2809.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">Something else much more interesting than Mommy/Auntie to look at apparently!</div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390653058444182610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhieqeE4dtQUzdYELeBJF07HLZ18ZQ0BLlCbrtkz_C5XoS9QycreRNyNZU-wK2bZJEW5NqJu4M_2kipNFD6Iw6TPTSv_itUUbfWJpAbpXE_I77jdfXvZNc8kYZ47V1Dym2t5tXSwhg-ZHsF/s320/100_2810.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">Of course everyone looking except Isaac decides to show me his gourd that he found...!</div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390653066689630162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv_4wlrW4K5Bj9zlG2qUq6th6j1bNRkmSt33DsGuYuIX4tfWpmc4cjBQPsOgh7lc3nN4gFSuRWt5DrZqNKD-FRE2h4ELucl23yruPSx_u5aMlP3qwkRledgYtExRMlC_AwSYxUt8xJ15Xb/s320/100_2811.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">Sit down Isaac, please!!! He had other thoughts.</div><div align="center"></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390653078605049106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjod2M8APrg9SM65KEJOIZf-X48rIaeCgMC0uaTEjZ_fAcMTHNkrQYsV-yx_oVAqyfE3AtMEtvWfXMmcTcQOp2B0z7rypU-0lHFIIJvWF7TLSJcR59omqKpDBc2HBEsKXiPOkBnYe7Z65JR/s320/100_2812.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">Something else much more interesting. I think they could hear the other kids going through the maze. We were right beside it.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390666440295169346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzt1xHPj22-CiX8eJvrTCBd3PzaakC28LNpzUbIQ7aZ1fSwRD8elVCZWOtraCoSvnkqoJ5LuSZoiltjIrCl7Hqr3lblYfUZfp2xiy8RNumgSai0oe0OUBZYfW9wO9_zavSCrga07K5j2pB/s320/100_2813.jpg" border="0" />Miss Molly, being so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Innocent</span>!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390666456556916626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBcrsSTzHfehUmwGOKCCktt0gDnubHahUhee8bbURIpusuQ5f6N9m19iZ_3fd4Ond0knPIjoQDJ65BaDgCDYkiz6ooSW4pSR7g3G15FxFOTp6jJAICrA9NAzwiKSKUiH-mMvw0z-_onnRe/s320/100_2815.jpg" border="0" /><br />Isaac is such a lover. He loves to give kisses....<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390666472590079826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga7WnWEltDk3P8eXb4VXEJlYWzHenbbPDf9kacACE5Aweoumo9IBjaXhPf9OL9G25N5bt4hYyuhrGsgq5fxrK7Z90ZM5Frv0mEqoOAmwom3vZH49uizbOaywt8wr_PZO1XuCX_Lq-qXZH9/s320/100_2816.jpg" border="0" /><br />Again, one wasn't enough!<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390666485982046610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA90hOZMxFMevaIg58QnqiEQd5f1B_dbcC-Hpzz80-NiHJIzh1OyLFuxBiz1LlT4F-rTT1jqUMQdchBHeke_oIIAsUN3f-l-HlKOlTbI48EPwdseP7hSS5Uwl-pmU3aU9nVhkw17EnnHjn/s320/100_2817.jpg" border="0" />Aw, yes, and a kiss from Abby too!!<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390671588336823266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZqMYr4ztS5blHd347PTzCIgyEskbq2zZ4KUrF8UIkhzAAL60ilqGR2KFMTSQ-bEWsrpRSjPsunO20H5Xofpn6mO367bcxdvC-P6KBjgp34426jkUPL3za17rEpxIUj-2ymGmzrFjMD3bN/s320/100_2848.jpg" border="0" />As we were walking up the hill to the corn pit we decided this was the perfect place to take another picture with all 3 kids. Guess what, Abby say so nicely the whole time while the other 2 ran around like wild horses!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390671564617541170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMD4cYsNB22QKRjM6C52ONHUouf9GXB7v9BpRCQhP-CrKuMgBWWNXyI6tOgiiAxcVldseX4hT9nk0GbDJVbKvdUiroTtkZs61cFSfKKHBKbgjNwezDhfXrWD4T2zifwaIu-TnU8HHOIXQ9/s320/100_2847.jpg" border="0" />Kim told the babies to pick up a pumpkin and bring it to her. (Her logic was that they were way to heavy for them to pick up <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">because</span> all the pumpkins there were pretty good size) Molly is trying her hardest to pick that pumpkin up. Isaac is trying to figure out which one he could pick up. But the funniest thing is that Isaac did pick up a BIG pumpkin and brought it to Kim and then looked at her all crazy when she started laughing and put it back!!!<br /><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUQjOGuQn30nq4hXFKArqht37Sr6t_Day_T9igieFzNOmT5RXqBH-01W0Y0EGB_Ufg-EtBaLTB26XQA2YDW68c7j2Ai5BtlZy624mYWUIqs751vUujbG2t57vMyr-X61JszCnJjJOxgqIk/s1600-h/100_2862.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390674295391869202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUQjOGuQn30nq4hXFKArqht37Sr6t_Day_T9igieFzNOmT5RXqBH-01W0Y0EGB_Ufg-EtBaLTB26XQA2YDW68c7j2Ai5BtlZy624mYWUIqs751vUujbG2t57vMyr-X61JszCnJjJOxgqIk/s320/100_2862.jpg" border="0" /></a> The kids favorite part, the corn pit.<br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieaoYkSEet1snMq9AVT2-Iuzz6zSFscvyGfprIyWmrnCLefkdBYFR_sU9NnTXKROB1aZ9i1XlVvQcFmf3Suz4HYw2NlBOXOcYDdbIBYT8NA1v-p-vNcvdvFrUMvIPIvNRYdXbRqIHhnr7n/s1600-h/100_2860.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390674280295492050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieaoYkSEet1snMq9AVT2-Iuzz6zSFscvyGfprIyWmrnCLefkdBYFR_sU9NnTXKROB1aZ9i1XlVvQcFmf3Suz4HYw2NlBOXOcYDdbIBYT8NA1v-p-vNcvdvFrUMvIPIvNRYdXbRqIHhnr7n/s320/100_2860.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqE1mObsZ8A2yD8sUGgMlz4CmJ0u1Pl_7nzOytQ3CxAP0M_GxBUIerq77Ub8iO5BGQUkq8xswYvPLQu7OtvkndX5_48BnCeKr7fwt8ohJ00fDL1PCPjEb-BOyixu6u5NY1u7qHH7mVnQes/s1600-h/100_2853.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390671602272271730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqE1mObsZ8A2yD8sUGgMlz4CmJ0u1Pl_7nzOytQ3CxAP0M_GxBUIerq77Ub8iO5BGQUkq8xswYvPLQu7OtvkndX5_48BnCeKr7fwt8ohJ00fDL1PCPjEb-BOyixu6u5NY1u7qHH7mVnQes/s320/100_2853.jpg" border="0" /></a> Where is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">everyone's</span> legs????</div><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390674315728226402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinYPokYe3gaiu2EqsgwMa4yYIXM8MIjhmgzqt7pwyp54orHGMtu17odU5rRvntTjJ0DVv4Pa1diU8e528M5u1-F_eEjT2yaje_8h8H21tWudSrjHgbG8jgyge5p-QvEum9ugw8-u4V7LYY/s320/100_2872.jpg" border="0" />Enjoying the hay ride. He wasn't too sure at first but then loved it and didn't want to get off!</div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390674305474272194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzYSVjVkAKsBi0o8BzlwWLlzFLNL6t9RGXuRNAGbSeZXuhKRh5la6wYqRk2dzQYPOJjpcFmGky0NpyqZ8Mhen9JVVXBrQmiv4rL7nST_223brrLIG7-msr00OGYD8012zAzPZqFWcjWU5k/s320/100_2864.jpg" border="0" />Sporting his pumpkin that Laurie painted on his hand.<br /><div> </div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGkM3jYRBO5XADraYyUSO-ub1-RWZc894_tsLeDfTKoZoc1dsIKHg3lWYYY9Q_g6R0dwOoSr4DL0Uw7YAQTipNdO9rySow0oXflPzfdGAiigViB_fZGKGunD5iXIsIx2SCMHd0SFegG_Ox/s1600-h/100_2838.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390671541374131506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGkM3jYRBO5XADraYyUSO-ub1-RWZc894_tsLeDfTKoZoc1dsIKHg3lWYYY9Q_g6R0dwOoSr4DL0Uw7YAQTipNdO9rySow0oXflPzfdGAiigViB_fZGKGunD5iXIsIx2SCMHd0SFegG_Ox/s320/100_2838.jpg" border="0" /></a> Speaks for it self!!</div><br /><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390671552967339698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzOnupp2JsztLefK2GkRsN_i5K2SIN1BvMdox5rHljRmnpfsA8YgHmUFZC0hI6onwLEc99kzEMFu11mVFZjg2YFOU9NgyaJu6xP9Fd4OnM1IoUyRLttcHuiB5D-3BhP5qH2X75NwV1Lj_K/s320/100_2839.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEwd31RinedA_oaUKqd-LMhCU0wwod6atSIG2GPZzdX6XRb3jmnS4z_F7mTZ6g8pct5DtE4lqNvBBMg-axMZOvUtsSDovaC2UTtU4DGolbtFVSFbplDPkT4MYzFF_13Z-hNTSul8A5OKhY/s1600-h/100_2837.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390669863716722978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEwd31RinedA_oaUKqd-LMhCU0wwod6atSIG2GPZzdX6XRb3jmnS4z_F7mTZ6g8pct5DtE4lqNvBBMg-axMZOvUtsSDovaC2UTtU4DGolbtFVSFbplDPkT4MYzFF_13Z-hNTSul8A5OKhY/s320/100_2837.jpg" border="0" /></a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390668183733488594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXPOrvLw5S8onaCm9AB93tnmhtyV0J_5x-O_mXwrRrB_f8yYQoiswtq-P7TEzzwXOxIuDaj1tqtlAiunlrJ8ODZEQKkSbx9qjw1ui3ZKmSwmRVJjW2AeAyGIHp6RfMMo6E0zy-fzbwV08K/s320/100_2822.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>Isaac was scared of the scarecrow. Kim was trying to get him up there but he had many different thoughts. Lay on the ground and cry, just didn't capture it on a picture.</div><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390668195153777090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivTuPGmkjMGzUkGZJV5NNne6JP8fZBFWAj3JckRYryOusuHoqS4-tbHYQXVQbDaVVRCROsj9_NahuA_zFM-B_qIh543tv741GRMz1Bx0YRE7sO4uU9KXqNHkfZBCTe9lP7GWUrp3zWy43x/s320/100_2825.jpg" border="0" /></div><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Aww</span>, sisters....too sweet!</div><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390666501039921058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8IpN57sPJF7xQu-ErglfpVMUxN_ipbsYFxrLIGVkMQxLq-F_8kJmDIRTOgR1TmZKjNF8SR_F9QN2lNAqK3Jucpcpb-y_ij3Srk3MujDKLrB4VVYe2-tc5vgNKcTz76vx-scphootb-9Xq/s320/100_2819.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>Pretty Abby, so hard to believe that she is already 5. Where does the time go?</div><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390668234991574306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnDDfYB6NruCBFLYJBJbASEjUVLv_XNrm9Q-I671QZ0NRh6VegX6a-cbcmuQKJtGF0AdxM50sZj0nyaGJaAL8E9vIIDIZgvrRC8fa_fndag6z_1WbKMKjhjSQwowFQCVdDkHrL1KjBwVMh/s320/100_2829.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>Well, Isaac finally <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">decided</span> it was okay but he wasn't getting any closer.</div><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390668222530120242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJDJrJRvU11iPcCczHwQVK0MfKu5Qi4YZP0zfGTOLKZpjvSWYTPv9CC9s-WpS6Afz_KLteK98-WJs01QTHf0s7iTy1zEWYbzlxL_z_ufBPmmwArwKnS3aCgHW1ixpYX6wg8MLuMEm6FvP_/s320/100_2828.jpg" border="0" /></div><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390668212717785554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNyX6wmjmJSrqcHfQ2M1o76Sq8j5eVagFUgUyOUhXpKjXEDeUJEbNcqCj6veKLTWcQs10CSwykkhZNDjQmrW9s5MxogCRuZ0OdsoZ1Qr2YSiAoAmbnyhxSYLyq6vdL-Ta4Alh3zQ1fKvX-/s320/100_2827.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4v2IU4MT8HKx4IsoLSzXb5jg8NGICoY0NFpc57NJ4v0r4PFLwFCV0Ds5eSQukTlm9jK_mtOMr5ExREYFtLu0A8q2cImxBrIjyTUbA5abaE9g37B2YXj7PG81IY5mc_S4mLl28kxNajy1d/s1600-h/100_2836.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390669853974498530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4v2IU4MT8HKx4IsoLSzXb5jg8NGICoY0NFpc57NJ4v0r4PFLwFCV0Ds5eSQukTlm9jK_mtOMr5ExREYFtLu0A8q2cImxBrIjyTUbA5abaE9g37B2YXj7PG81IY5mc_S4mLl28kxNajy1d/s320/100_2836.jpg" border="0" /></a> Well, okay maybe I will sit up here only to play peek-a-boo!!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifddwGbluTWA9TfQfGu9kr41c0UwfK_xOiVCFSwwHEPN-jknHKh2l_hyphenhyphen4ipggK94zyL29yYf0Yki6vRixeAdNwUtz0W-rvwRZ55_W0sSxT1PAits6pa5qg7Eu-lVI6oFGOctuDPrQR_HrC/s1600-h/100_2835.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390669840976064386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifddwGbluTWA9TfQfGu9kr41c0UwfK_xOiVCFSwwHEPN-jknHKh2l_hyphenhyphen4ipggK94zyL29yYf0Yki6vRixeAdNwUtz0W-rvwRZ55_W0sSxT1PAits6pa5qg7Eu-lVI6oFGOctuDPrQR_HrC/s320/100_2835.jpg" border="0" /></a> Boo!<br /></div><div align="center"><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXAS1GgDpHGQyJPIk7E-_R0KuS1_wmtq7ifpwZCs3PGUhaDUxIa4oPCvD357hpQqeu9DyOfzgmYbDOdsAN4JGrK1uheKN2uQXbfY4EZTqG5nGj3_B4y5MdrmWsp8lvIlces2J8976whya7/s1600-h/100_2834.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390669826536701378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXAS1GgDpHGQyJPIk7E-_R0KuS1_wmtq7ifpwZCs3PGUhaDUxIa4oPCvD357hpQqeu9DyOfzgmYbDOdsAN4JGrK1uheKN2uQXbfY4EZTqG5nGj3_B4y5MdrmWsp8lvIlces2J8976whya7/s320/100_2834.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hey, where did ya go Auntie??<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390674326924024418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEpbjpPLTAlFKhnf9XQNJ1Av_ac_4dl9OmLQV1t36DMSAdJlKnY5l-kTBfQv1yj562ZWRgGsTvHaFTzJ53C8Ig_J1u2CRaS7LETHeqPDMfHXvL-Xi4g3eDEhax8t3EtgmNmC-gZy8-0o11/s320/100_2879.jpg" border="0" /> Abby, the little pumpkin!<br /><br /><div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390675706296963730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj706Yqf9ycSWZsTGaPkbvoK4FuMjdvCRVYamsXvJ_PLvSROpvYh5ibJUNF0hZxCO9bSSpREUCQPdhbyI_PM99xrpMpAulLEppM61Gn5z_P9RkGbi4lQHd8LpE8lD2xC3Y8396FMfoXoSGr/s320/100_2882.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>Enjoying the hay pile. It was a lot of fun. Isaac climbed on top of the big bales and then slid into the pile. He loved it, something he could do all by himself! Made his very proud!</div><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390675723436669666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWsBkTxUvt6a6pQJyR2vybvYa63CmiVB2qYekD-3zqdJB5Ph-L76fLqnP2CABC7QRohRwpxEj2jpULVwzd3Dxv6aFu3ndE8FPEzK-4E6JPfAY-LyEy7BTl_h29qRCAY3UK87OUNog3G0nL/s320/100_2886.jpg" border="0" />Molly trying to climb up. Poor thing is so stiff like her Daddy that she couldn't quit make it so we helped her so she could get into some of the fun!!<br /><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390675740423994594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhReBfy0sxmWb59THOVFcf3-z-jPa1M6v9j4or5VvITyFtI7IXGNQB6_DgDSFOc3CzPXxOAvmnB2Vjq_xW6Lf6wwUESGECwL2pMKykvOnQJt8bqSdYvgBgmFpOofqTjpwoHkesguszuiSMj/s320/100_2887.jpg" border="0" />Ready...set...slide! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Wheee</span>:-)<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390675751723391842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjvqIWs2Q9ZXoJq1exD_JqBihyphenhyphenSkrtyVmF7o-bVEJ9E1yrFE80qwQcEEqz2VhLvMFN80FbHPXRe9u8Xp17jn4pmMcu0zzTp85pDrrnVop2L557Ii5lK7Vt26dkzf4jOpq4lIOKHx-eib8z/s320/100_2888.jpg" border="0" />Plop, wow, that was fun, lets do it again!<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390677643768439330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVwHoVZXhgXWkRMLWg_1a-sN5fky8CCXn8YJ5xMbiEMXD0MD_Z6m0aqtYYSDo6O49xsjUJnp2crcBTYjlfBZNDqbMdTHMS2Per1_RFphJH83MdIY44wCCmDUWTrrcbv2Tkq2o2QIquolAL/s320/100_2889.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>Molly thought she was WAY to girlie to get that dirty. She liked it on top where she was safe and clean! She did finally slide down and liked it <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">ALOT</span>!</div><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390675692123284162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrLmB5iiOVcKan-eNMRiXIbeEHeFEYqcTXioKZOg8WbQdJFJ0mSkBQLGb2ZXnmooALEP9wRIpepKTI5qSEi0mHDX9Ss5Q2i8zmW2NbxOv8KyN76w2wXDSuAbM0mBjqw2LtZvIbfrkY8P7W/s320/100_2880.jpg" border="0" />Time to call it a a day. Loading up the car and Isaac decides he wants to go back up the hill to the corn pit....<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">guess</span> what, he wasn't happy when I chased him down and put him in the car. Poor thing, just wanted to play a little bit longer. He was fast asleep within 5 minutes of being back in the car though!!</div><div></div><br /><div>We hope that everyone has a wonderful fall and safe Halloween. It is kind of hard to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">believe</span> that this time of year is already upon us. Before I know it, it will be Isaac's 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">nd</span> Birthday and then Christmas........! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-88883124855252840692009-10-09T12:08:00.003-05:002009-10-09T15:02:01.681-05:00Papa visited the pumpkin patch and brought me some......!!!<div align="center">...............PUMPKINS. Thanks so much to Bob <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Gerling</span> we got Pumpkins. Isaac was so excited he couldn't hardly deal with himself. We got to pick out as many as we wanted...what fun!</div>
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<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUEOMWwu1klB6lmCi-RUcEhA1SsYeRFZEzFy49EB4ov4T_srTAUqCjp_8PSViJJMmT2kWKrcPSUojkxmN3TlcfmxSlD5Fk1VIr4-TcyIoCHrc5S-RYz0LlIN2WkkiAXu7m9N5Tx2P9_l9G/s1600-h/100_2803.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390648967541948162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUEOMWwu1klB6lmCi-RUcEhA1SsYeRFZEzFy49EB4ov4T_srTAUqCjp_8PSViJJMmT2kWKrcPSUojkxmN3TlcfmxSlD5Fk1VIr4-TcyIoCHrc5S-RYz0LlIN2WkkiAXu7m9N5Tx2P9_l9G/s320/100_2803.jpg" border="0" /></a> Isaac and Papa, checking out all the pumpkins.<br />
<br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390648986690545058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3pcIlHXFhXMabVCdSULqH_H9aMsRjDho-_sodqGhaDSmU9RL0ygpOPMg3eY_T2AFW0sIDJe1mcCii2YqUhTzMeTURX6yU2jVpx8x4c71iTPpQ8lvvsSUGCb5FRNSgcaLGosncnwU7KF4e/s320/100_2805.jpg" border="0" /> Isaac posing with the ones he picked out. Check out the BIG one, isn't it great. He got two, one for us and one for Kim and them! The kids love to play on it. Isaac gets so excited when he sees them....pun-kins, pun-kins, as he says!!<br /><br /><br /><br />
<br /><div></div></div></div></div>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545noreply@blogger.com0