<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790</id><updated>2011-11-18T00:39:31.007-06:00</updated><category term='Our Elders'/><category term='grandparent post'/><category term='me'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Family Stories'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='Favorite Things'/><category term='SPT'/><category term='Momma'/><category term='Little Bit'/><category term='Wordless Wednesday'/><category term='Women'/><category term='Challenge'/><category term='Camping'/><category term='K-man'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='decorating'/><category term='My Home'/><category term='100 life goals'/><category term='I don&apos;t wnat to forget'/><category term='You can too'/><category term='Garden'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Blessings'/><category term='Good Mail'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='Thursday Tidbits'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Forever Flamingo</title><subtitle type='html'>"Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable-if anything is excellent or praiseworthy-think about such things."

Philippians 4:8</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>357</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-4264581922351845752</id><published>2011-03-01T17:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T12:16:58.285-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>February at a Glance...Blink and it's Over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KEdZxGPOgL4/TW18OB5Cx7I/AAAAAAAAECM/tuwBj2pDRPE/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579252093849618354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KEdZxGPOgL4/TW18OB5Cx7I/AAAAAAAAECM/tuwBj2pDRPE/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; February was cold and full of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were snowed in A LOT! The boys actually went to school a total of 3 days in two weeks. I was so glad that Ihad made a grocery store run before the wild weather hit. While stuck indoors we made from scratch cinnamon rolls and fruit kabobs. The boys also used their imagination often while playing indoors including super hero's and army. Our dog Shelby even got in on the act. The month also included Valentine parties at school with lots of candy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The end of basketball season ended with K-Man playing the best game of the season the last game. He scored 7 points and demonstrated being a leader on the team. He also showed an agressive side...not always seen. I think he has just become more confident in his abilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K-Man also had a great accomplishment in Februaury. He was asked to be a greeter at the school. Greeters have shown good character at school and have been chosen by their teachers. We were so proud of him. K-man was very nervous the first day, but ended up having fun opening the door for his friends. It was an all week privilage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u0ixp287zSU/TW18EPCYQMI/AAAAAAAAECE/ig3CC-3IhNc/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage-rodeo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579251925579743426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u0ixp287zSU/TW18EPCYQMI/AAAAAAAAECE/ig3CC-3IhNc/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage-rodeo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another huge highlight was going to rodeo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It took us double the time to get there because of the snow and ice on the roads, but the boys would have been soooo disappointed if we didn't try to get there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were able to watch some of the kids show their animals, watch cowboys ride for 8 seconds and eat HUGE hotdogs...fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-4264581922351845752?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/4264581922351845752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=4264581922351845752&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/4264581922351845752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/4264581922351845752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2011/03/february-at-glanceblink-and-its-over.html' title='February at a Glance...Blink and it&apos;s Over!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KEdZxGPOgL4/TW18OB5Cx7I/AAAAAAAAECM/tuwBj2pDRPE/s72-c/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-8360292878032673544</id><published>2011-02-15T11:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T11:58:11.245-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Having to Sit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X8TYA75ETVE/TVq7bmh1jbI/AAAAAAAAEB8/CC_K4nxfk_o/s1600/DSC_0549%2Bpinick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573973571697741234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X8TYA75ETVE/TVq7bmh1jbI/AAAAAAAAEB8/CC_K4nxfk_o/s400/DSC_0549%2Bpinick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It has been an interesting last several days...I went from having a rash to &lt;em&gt;having to sit&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;While I am waiting for some blood work results, the Dr. has instructed "No Work and Minimal&lt;br /&gt;Activity". In other words I'm &lt;em&gt;having to sit&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do with all this sitting time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading blogs, visiting Amazon (dangerous!), planning future craft and baking projects found on the web... all while listening/watching all things girly on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this may seem fun (and it is!), I am already chomping at the bit. I don't sit well and I sure don't like watching my adorable husband having to do everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself...enjoy, relax, read!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-8360292878032673544?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/8360292878032673544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=8360292878032673544&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8360292878032673544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8360292878032673544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2011/02/having-to-sit.html' title='Having to Sit'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X8TYA75ETVE/TVq7bmh1jbI/AAAAAAAAEB8/CC_K4nxfk_o/s72-c/DSC_0549%2Bpinick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-6950536645575133313</id><published>2011-02-01T13:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T14:01:40.785-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t wnat to forget'/><title type='text'>Brrrr!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TUhi2B2_9SI/AAAAAAAAEBw/uCoI8gj44y0/s1600/DSC_0396-picnic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568809619595195682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TUhi2B2_9SI/AAAAAAAAEBw/uCoI8gj44y0/s400/DSC_0396-picnic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Today as I look at the clock...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am still in my Pjs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was able to read a chapter of my book during the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have done three loads of laundry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have had A Lot of warm coffee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have sat by the fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have watched the kids play together (I have toys all over the living room)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have a load of wet clothes inside my front door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have gotten the chance to blog and browse Blog Land&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn't have to sit in the pick up line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn't have to go to my payed job &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't have to get K-man to practice tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have gotten to see a beautiful view out all my windows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gotta Love Snow Days!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-6950536645575133313?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/6950536645575133313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=6950536645575133313&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6950536645575133313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6950536645575133313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2011/02/brrrr.html' title='Brrrr!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TUhi2B2_9SI/AAAAAAAAEBw/uCoI8gj44y0/s72-c/DSC_0396-picnic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-6323151027315926405</id><published>2011-01-20T14:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T15:55:42.783-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t wnat to forget'/><title type='text'>First Time</title><content type='html'>There have been a few of things that I have done for the first time over the last couple of weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I did a Bible study with someone I didn't know very well. I have done many Bible studies with friends and girls I have things in common with. However, this time was very different. The two of us are different in many ways: she is full blooded Indian, she has experienced prison, her husband is working on his citizenship,...the list could go on. I have met the girl along with her husband and children at church, but I have just smiled and said "Hi"...no real conversation. Well, I decided, when asked, to participate in a Bible study with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The study was wonderful (of course it was!!!) and my heart exploded with love for this woman and her "giving it all" to God. She has a a lot to loose deciding to let God be her guide. Her hunger for the Word was so humbling...so humbling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-Boy went with me and played with her little boy. Comments he whispered in my ear, "Momma...their house is short; they don't have carpet; where are their closets?; they have only three boxes of toys; I want to keep my coat on...I'm kinda cold; Did their house burn-it looks different." I'm not sure what picture this paints, but the picture is painted on my heart and on B-Boys too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though they had little, she was so proud of her home. The mattresses on the floor were made, the house spotless and there was a candle lit. I was humbled by her contentment and the way she took pride in what she did have. Her home was warm and I felt very welcomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God was present and working in all of hearts that day. May God continue to bless her richly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Had two families/couples over for supper/lunch in less then 3 weeks! My adorable husband and I desire to have people in our home... To make our home open to everyone in our church family and to build lasting relationships and memories. The later couple that we invited over were an older couple that we respect and we believe are very wise. It was wonderful!...After the meal I was showing them the boys room. As I opened the door there were strings hung from the ceiling fan and things were tied to the bottom of them (including a sword!) flying around the room! I was so relieved that they had raised THREE boys and didn't think I had monkeys for children :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I baked a Chocolate Buttermilk Pie...enough said!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-6323151027315926405?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/6323151027315926405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=6323151027315926405&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6323151027315926405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6323151027315926405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-time.html' title='First Time'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-6314053644913488746</id><published>2011-01-15T09:54:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T10:12:07.594-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><title type='text'>Opening Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TTHDkmbS9wI/AAAAAAAAEBo/lgkd3XRx6a8/s1600/DSC_0270-picnink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562442048337016578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TTHDkmbS9wI/AAAAAAAAEBo/lgkd3XRx6a8/s400/DSC_0270-picnink.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; K-man's first basketball game ever was last weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a stomach ache and "This is the worst day ever!"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He did GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TTHDkDOW42I/AAAAAAAAEBg/bKR9ZDdkTPA/s1600/DSC_0286-pinic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562442038887506786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TTHDkDOW42I/AAAAAAAAEBg/bKR9ZDdkTPA/s400/DSC_0286-pinic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;K-man loves basketball, but he does not like to mess up or stand out. So, the first practice and the first game of any sport are often challenging getting there. However 5 minutes into it, he's good to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TTHDjy4OkEI/AAAAAAAAEBY/NZtxmRKWSbo/s1600/DSC_0300-pinic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562442034499719234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TTHDjy4OkEI/AAAAAAAAEBY/NZtxmRKWSbo/s400/DSC_0300-pinic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From this picture, you would think we won the game. Nope...40 to 2!&lt;br /&gt;He did great and had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am going to try to do better at the game this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not yell as much...it was encouraging stuff, just too much ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not constantly thinking "GIVE K-MAN the BALL!"...all kids deserve to touch the ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Try to film more...between trying to take pictures and yell, I didn't get much on film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maybe not sit by my adorable husband...hmmm. We just need space during sporting events :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-6314053644913488746?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/6314053644913488746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=6314053644913488746&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6314053644913488746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6314053644913488746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2011/01/k-mans-first-basketball-game-ever-was.html' title='Opening Weekend'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TTHDkmbS9wI/AAAAAAAAEBo/lgkd3XRx6a8/s72-c/DSC_0270-picnink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-5480069378645906515</id><published>2011-01-10T14:03:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T14:23:26.991-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>"Out of the Mouths of"... my boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TStmfARtfWI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/UO0FSJkdE3I/s1600/DSC_0303-PICNICK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560650847755271522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TStmfARtfWI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/UO0FSJkdE3I/s400/DSC_0303-PICNICK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TStme77yT9I/AAAAAAAAEBI/ezlaoEGN5l4/s1600/DSC_0302-PICNIK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560650846589571026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TStme77yT9I/AAAAAAAAEBI/ezlaoEGN5l4/s400/DSC_0302-PICNIK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There has been snow all around us, however we haven't seen a bit of here on the home front. K-Man decided to take matters up with the "Man Up Stairs" last night:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" ...oh, and dear God, could you please increase the percentage of snow..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TStmejQI-qI/AAAAAAAAEBA/d_ewW5M5i4U/s1600/DSC_0306-PICNICK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560650839964056226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TStmejQI-qI/AAAAAAAAEBA/d_ewW5M5i4U/s400/DSC_0306-PICNICK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TStmetj28uI/AAAAAAAAEA4/ziK2RZMb1UU/s1600/DSC_0311-PICKINC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560650842731115234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TStmetj28uI/AAAAAAAAEA4/ziK2RZMb1UU/s400/DSC_0311-PICKINC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year the boys have been deer hunting with my adorable husband on various occasions, however no deer has even been seen. This weekend B-Boy had a plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Dear God, could you please let us see a deer and keep it still so we can shoot it..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, there have been some heart pats this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happiness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-5480069378645906515?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/5480069378645906515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=5480069378645906515&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5480069378645906515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5480069378645906515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2011/01/out-of-mouths-of-my-boys.html' title='&quot;Out of the Mouths of&quot;... my boys'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TStmfARtfWI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/UO0FSJkdE3I/s72-c/DSC_0303-PICNICK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-8044090987376726791</id><published>2011-01-06T07:41:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T09:28:16.863-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Elders'/><title type='text'>Somebody Said...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Somebody said that it couldn't be done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But he with a chuckle replied,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That maybe it couldn't,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But he wouldn't be one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to say so until he tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love what I do. I feel blessed to be able to work outside my home two days a week at a nursing home as an Occupational Therapist. I feel I have learned more from my patients than they have learned from me...well, maybe we have each taken something from our relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I have had to learn over the years is how to find a connection with my dementia patients in order to help them. One of the women that we bought Christmas gifts for happens to be one of the dementia residents that I was able to develop a relationship with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She often became very anxious and would holler out. She also had low vision which also made it very difficult for her. When I would find her in her room anxious or tearful, I would walk in singing..."Clara, Clara, Bo Bara, Banana Fanna Fo Fara...(something to that effect.) Her face would light up and just like that we were long lost friends in a world of singing, sayings and rhymes. From there, we would be able to dress, groom, and complete other things to get ready for her day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work only to find out that my "Clara Bo Bara" had passed away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was honored to have learned many wonderful songs, stories and sayings from her. While we were delivering Christmas presents to her, after a couple of songs, I introduced her to B-Boy. She started telling him the saying that I typed above. He laughed so hard. So, we all said it over and over again. Even on the way home B-boy wanted to say it over and over...so catching and very wise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Clara had so much to share and was able to do that with me and my little boy. Clara wanted friends and she found a simple friendship with me through songs... Isn't that what many of us want. To share a bit of ourselves with others and feel needed. To have simple friendships that are not exhausting, but joyful and fulfilling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara, Clara, Bo Bara... Thanks for the frienship I also needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-8044090987376726791?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/8044090987376726791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=8044090987376726791&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8044090987376726791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8044090987376726791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2011/01/somebody-said.html' title='Somebody Said...'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-6312069948843995643</id><published>2011-01-01T15:31:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T17:06:00.820-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>The Smallness of Happiness in 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-dUvTq7jI/AAAAAAAAEAw/oezYsbLKwFA/s1600/DSC_0262-pinink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557333444820397618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-dUvTq7jI/AAAAAAAAEAw/oezYsbLKwFA/s400/DSC_0262-pinink.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I read an article in the magazine &lt;em&gt;Real Simple &lt;/em&gt;on the way home from our family Christmas celebrations down south. The article was about happiness. It really has gotten me thinking about my motivation for myself in 2011. There are many...many things that I could "name" as my new year resolution, however I'm thinking about just keeping in simple...I'm going to work on changing the way I view happiness. Simple, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not sure how simple it really is, but this is my plan. I don't think happiness is something to be achieved or gained (stay with me!). I think happiness is moments, maybe even a split second emotion from an experience, a comment, or even an achievement (big or small). Happiness is not static. The adventure of life is to savor the feeling of happiness before allowing yourself to move on to the next experience. So, I want to focus my energy on savoring the smallness of happiness and not chasing the "worldly BIG happiness" or the achievement of the "happily ever after" life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the tendency to see the downer points of the day or I find feeling "less than" because of the things I have not finished or accomplished. Or in other terms- I missed the happiness of the day and may even have said," I had a bad day". Really, was the whole day bad or were there moments of tingling happiness that I chose to breeze over! I have decided to savor happiness this year...celebrate the true emotion of happiness. I have a journal I haven't written in for the last year and I am simply going to attempt to right one small "happy feeling" moment in it each day (even if that is the only thing I write). At this point if I don't complete the goal of writing in it everyday, I'm savoring THIS moment of happy excitement of the idea and actually blogging about it! YES!!!!! (I'm also a heart patter for various reasons...so, if you see me pat my heart, I'm may just be having a small bit if happiness!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-6312069948843995643?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/6312069948843995643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=6312069948843995643&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6312069948843995643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6312069948843995643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2011/01/smallness-of-happiness-in-2011.html' title='The Smallness of Happiness in 2011'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-dUvTq7jI/AAAAAAAAEAw/oezYsbLKwFA/s72-c/DSC_0262-pinink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-5614127854092213730</id><published>2010-12-31T16:28:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T08:53:00.405-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>"These are a few of my favorite things..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR5ZEm1eUII/AAAAAAAAEAI/rm5-yrogiBM/s1600/DSC_0412-picknik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556976925900951682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR5ZEm1eUII/AAAAAAAAEAI/rm5-yrogiBM/s400/DSC_0412-picknik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I always feel that the time from Thanksgiving until New Year is a complete whirlwind! I even find myself at times &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;grrrrring&lt;/span&gt; about the &lt;em&gt;holiday season. &lt;/em&gt;I feel like I have a hard time &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enjoying Anything&lt;/span&gt; between E&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;verything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that needs to be done and the things I want to do. SO.... New approach! Instead of keeping the whirlwind feeling lingering inside me, I'm going to look back and savor the moments that brought "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;goosebump&lt;/span&gt;" moments to my arms and heart. Even if the moment only occurred for a split second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DVRing&lt;/span&gt; all the Christmas movies from the Hallmark Channel. I only watched a few, but it was wonderful to watch them anytime. I always feel warm and fuzzy inside after watching them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fudge all over the boys faces after licking the beaters. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;K- Man making a list of the goodies he wanted me to bake (fudge, puppy chow, candy covered pretzels, sausage balls, and candy covered popcorn).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;B-boy seeing Santa for the first time at the mall..."I see Him! I see Him! He's over there!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching the boys write their Christmas lists...adding to it all month long. I love the way K-man spells his words and how B-boy forms his letters.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopping for clothes (with my boys in tow) for a couple of ladies living at the nursing home I work at. The boys were so proud when they picked out a blouse that I actually bought for the ladies.Wrapping the gift while I thought about what each of the ladies meant to me.Watching them open each present and feel and touch each piece of clothing. Seeing the boys' big eyes as the ladies were so excited about the gifts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seeing the boys look in awe at the Christmas tree ornaments and gifts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Driving up to the outside of our house being decorated with Christmas lights for the first time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finding the perfect place to put our Department 56 Snow Village.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Looking at all the past ornaments made by the boys over the years.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having a marshmallow fight following opening the marshmallow shooters Christmas morning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listening to B-boy see Christmas lights on the way to church. He would see the same lights &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; we went, but listening to him you would have thought he had never seen them before!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Singing at the nursing home with friends from church.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Looking at Christmas lights with Paw Paw and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gramzie&lt;/span&gt; singing Christmas Carols at the top of our lungs!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching B-boy in his Christmas program. He was a very ADORABLE wise man. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listening to B-boy practicing singing all the songs that he would be singing in the program. I can still hear him singing ...."Si--lent Night..." all over the house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going with K-man on his field trip to an Opera House for a Christmas show/play. Yep, I teared up...always do! There is nothing better then seeing your child's bright eyes experiencing Christmas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going with friends to see the play Rodolph. B-Boy was scared out of his mind of the Abominable Snow Monster! Watching the boys get autographs from all the characters after the show. Yep, I teared up at the end...always do!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting 10 Christmas cards on one day!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hearing the boys excitement as they looked at what Santa brought before they "woke us up".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A couple of days before Christmas- Listening through the boy's door as K-man explained what Santa does on Christmas Eve.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seeing my adorable husband in his new house shoes, shooting the boys with his new Nerf Gun!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listening to all the Christmas music being played EVERYWHERE.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seeing our nieces that we haven't seen since this past summer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sitting on my Parents front porch for two hours on my Mom's new porch swing watching the boys play outside&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sigh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, once again, in the mist of the CRAZINESS of the &lt;em&gt;holiday season&lt;/em&gt; there were memorable moments that deserve their time to be savored. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sigh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-5614127854092213730?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/5614127854092213730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=5614127854092213730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5614127854092213730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5614127854092213730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2010/12/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='&quot;These are a few of my favorite things...&quot;'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR5ZEm1eUII/AAAAAAAAEAI/rm5-yrogiBM/s72-c/DSC_0412-picknik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-843634396487106575</id><published>2010-11-25T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T21:43:29.031-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>Little One, Little Two...Little Indians</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TPm4I043n5I/AAAAAAAAD_8/tc2hHo-BnLM/s1600/November%2B2010%2B009-pinic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546666877859110802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TPm4I043n5I/AAAAAAAAD_8/tc2hHo-BnLM/s400/November%2B2010%2B009-pinic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TPm4Ig0W28I/AAAAAAAAD_0/Krswwt7_G6k/s1600/November%2B2010%2B057-pinic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546666872471477186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TPm4Ig0W28I/AAAAAAAAD_0/Krswwt7_G6k/s400/November%2B2010%2B057-pinic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Thankful for My Two Little Indian Boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-843634396487106575?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/843634396487106575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=843634396487106575&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/843634396487106575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/843634396487106575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-one-little-twolittle-indians.html' title='Little One, Little Two...Little Indians'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TPm4I043n5I/AAAAAAAAD_8/tc2hHo-BnLM/s72-c/November%2B2010%2B009-pinic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-7891588726327012815</id><published>2010-11-05T18:55:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T09:20:41.145-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>October at a Glance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSbRU6rZkI/AAAAAAAAD_s/VlbFzyOlmYY/s1600/DSC_0026-picnic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536220563920086594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSbRU6rZkI/AAAAAAAAD_s/VlbFzyOlmYY/s400/DSC_0026-picnic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pumpkins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pumpkins&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;holding their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSbQ4_IkEI/AAAAAAAAD_k/jucPXAeWF7s/s1600/DSC_0042-picnic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536220556422582338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSbQ4_IkEI/AAAAAAAAD_k/jucPXAeWF7s/s400/DSC_0042-picnic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year was the 3rd Annual Pumpkin Carving Party at our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSa3lSiciI/AAAAAAAAD_c/ztfdsyw6mEI/s1600/DSC_0048-pinic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536220121638531618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSa3lSiciI/AAAAAAAAD_c/ztfdsyw6mEI/s400/DSC_0048-pinic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; K-man dove right into the carving process in true boy form.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSa27RyMLI/AAAAAAAAD_U/KvaPk5gRGcM/s1600/DSC_0064-pinic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536220110361079986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSa27RyMLI/AAAAAAAAD_U/KvaPk5gRGcM/s400/DSC_0064-pinic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He really has become such a pro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a little bit of help here and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSa2Xwd-vI/AAAAAAAAD_M/EMbTn92zqSI/s1600/DSC_0059-pinic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536220100826102514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSa2Xwd-vI/AAAAAAAAD_M/EMbTn92zqSI/s400/DSC_0059-pinic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now, B-Boy is still not into the pumpkin slim, but wants &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very little&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; help with the drawing and carving part...A bit scary, I know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSa2IeZVDI/AAAAAAAAD_E/oWNsRqCJ298/s1600/DSC_0061-picnic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536220096723768370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSa2IeZVDI/AAAAAAAAD_E/oWNsRqCJ298/s400/DSC_0061-picnic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep, my 4 year old has a knife! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's a small knife...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, I didn't include the completed pumpkins, OOPS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(take my word for it...they were spooky!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSZ6XPKg8I/AAAAAAAAD-8/Fh63JGfWz1s/s1600/DSC_0001-pinic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536219069894263746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSZ6XPKg8I/AAAAAAAAD-8/Fh63JGfWz1s/s400/DSC_0001-pinic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My adorable husband turned a year older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Poor guy, he gets a birthday smashed between B-boys birthday and Halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He never complains.  This birthday, He blew out candles and then we all ran off to cheer him on in his has last game of the softball season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536219061526365442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSZ54EGhQI/AAAAAAAAD-0/JYEIhYnBI74/s400/DSC_0019-pinic+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; No, you did not jump into another universe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUPER HEROS&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ready to knock, kick, karate chop, slash or shoot anything into oblivion they can get their hands on (including each other)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSZ5ly0JKI/AAAAAAAAD-s/p-mrW6dTmqw/s1600/DSC_0080-picnic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536219056622019746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSZ5ly0JKI/AAAAAAAAD-s/p-mrW6dTmqw/s400/DSC_0080-picnic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween was fun this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We rode in the back of  "Blue" and the boys just jumped and ran to each door (fighting the evil villains while saying "thanks you" for the candy)! Yes, it is all on video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSZ5CfBpdI/AAAAAAAAD-k/aEY9ugKVt8g/s1600/DSC_0088-pinic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536219047143777746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSZ5CfBpdI/AAAAAAAAD-k/aEY9ugKVt8g/s400/DSC_0088-pinic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday lunch&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Spooky&lt;/span&gt; menu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Black Battie Spaghetti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brainy Broccoli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ghostly Garlic Bread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baked Eyeball Apples with Raisins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pumpkin and Chocolate Chip Bars &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(for dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-7891588726327012815?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/7891588726327012815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=7891588726327012815&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/7891588726327012815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/7891588726327012815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2010/11/october-at-glance.html' title='October at a Glance'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TNSbRU6rZkI/AAAAAAAAD_s/VlbFzyOlmYY/s72-c/DSC_0026-picnic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-8762498831005479090</id><published>2010-10-30T10:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T10:49:19.001-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>Day at the Deer Lease</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TMw9QgSwCrI/AAAAAAAAD-c/XyKwa2bzupQ/s1600/DSC_0057-pinic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533865395887278770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TMw9QgSwCrI/AAAAAAAAD-c/XyKwa2bzupQ/s400/DSC_0057-pinic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today the boys are spending the day with Daddy at the deer lease. They will be refilling deer feeders with corn and preparing for rifle season. The count down began months ago and the boys can hardly wait...the big boy too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-8762498831005479090?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/8762498831005479090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=8762498831005479090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8762498831005479090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8762498831005479090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-at-deer-lease.html' title='Day at the Deer Lease'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TMw9QgSwCrI/AAAAAAAAD-c/XyKwa2bzupQ/s72-c/DSC_0057-pinic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-1880659166548636328</id><published>2010-10-27T08:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T08:06:31.928-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>Fear the Deer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TMl01nY_bHI/AAAAAAAAD-U/MuCBQ6eccZg/s1600/DSC_0023-picnic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533082081657056370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TMl01nY_bHI/AAAAAAAAD-U/MuCBQ6eccZg/s400/DSC_0023-picnic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TMl003XEpQI/AAAAAAAAD-M/AXlYuxbBLek/s1600/DSC_0034-Picnic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533082068764108034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TMl003XEpQI/AAAAAAAAD-M/AXlYuxbBLek/s400/DSC_0034-Picnic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TMl0z_VwAnI/AAAAAAAAD-E/E1R1U3VvMFY/s1600/DSC_0041-picnic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533082053726175858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TMl0z_VwAnI/AAAAAAAAD-E/E1R1U3VvMFY/s400/DSC_0041-picnic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Go RANGERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-1880659166548636328?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/1880659166548636328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=1880659166548636328&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/1880659166548636328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/1880659166548636328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2010/10/fear-deer.html' title='Fear the Deer'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TMl01nY_bHI/AAAAAAAAD-U/MuCBQ6eccZg/s72-c/DSC_0023-picnic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-4502823162747765806</id><published>2010-10-15T17:18:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T16:21:19.626-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Number 4 and Counting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjerl2toKI/AAAAAAAAD98/oQFfv35p68I/s1600/DSC_0032-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528413383074619554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjerl2toKI/AAAAAAAAD98/oQFfv35p68I/s400/DSC_0032-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can't believe that my little boy is&lt;strong&gt; 4&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The years have gone by with whirl winds of fun and boyish adventures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjerHdT48I/AAAAAAAAD90/qGi3bdMvyI0/s1600/DSC_0018-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528413374915011522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjerHdT48I/AAAAAAAAD90/qGi3bdMvyI0/s400/DSC_0018-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For B-Boy's birthday, he was given a blue and green "big boy bike".&lt;br /&gt;Just like he has strongly suggested over the last 6 months!&lt;br /&gt;With some minor adjustments by Daddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjeqYTN-0I/AAAAAAAAD9s/cGIc9H8qozI/s1600/DSC_0023-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528413362256214850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjeqYTN-0I/AAAAAAAAD9s/cGIc9H8qozI/s400/DSC_0023-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and some loving encouragement...&lt;br /&gt;He was off to discover the "big boy world" around him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, B-Boy was having a bit of trouble getting his bike moving smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;So, later that morning when we couldn't find him, he was on the drive way giving it all he had until he rode the bike &lt;strong&gt;perfectly&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm telling you...if we can get his stubbornness going in the right direction, he might solve world hunger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjUwrhUjsI/AAAAAAAAD9k/JV7F-fl9XPg/s1600/DSC_0057-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528402475378577090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjUwrhUjsI/AAAAAAAAD9k/JV7F-fl9XPg/s400/DSC_0057-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet B-Boy,&lt;br /&gt;We love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;Your smile lights our hearts and your tender hugs warms them!&lt;br /&gt;You have a flare for adventure and a warm spot for your brother.&lt;br /&gt;Your love for God is evident through your questions and comments.&lt;br /&gt;I believe God will use you to strengthen many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjUwagagDI/AAAAAAAAD9c/A7lFh7S0n7E/s1600/DSC_0056-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528402470811369522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjUwagagDI/AAAAAAAAD9c/A7lFh7S0n7E/s400/DSC_0056-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hot Wheel Birthday Party...Here B-Boy comes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjUwLGUIEI/AAAAAAAAD9U/ecr_yjEfMBo/s1600/DSC_0064-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528402466675368002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjUwLGUIEI/AAAAAAAAD9U/ecr_yjEfMBo/s400/DSC_0064-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The family on B-Boys's special day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjUv0hWpmI/AAAAAAAAD9M/BDN-ufQVV3M/s1600/DSC_0139-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528402460614764130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjUv0hWpmI/AAAAAAAAD9M/BDN-ufQVV3M/s400/DSC_0139-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lilah, K-Man, Ali, B-Boy, and Anson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The making of an exciting party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, with over 200 pictures taken &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(with the help of my mother-in-love...thanks!)- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are just a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjT0X8R1VI/AAAAAAAAD9E/5hS3pFx4Y9c/s1600/DSC_0189-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528401439330784594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjT0X8R1VI/AAAAAAAAD9E/5hS3pFx4Y9c/s400/DSC_0189-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Hot Wheels Pinata was a MUST! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B-Boy got the last hits to send the candy flying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also played relay races (just like Hot Wheels race). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids beat the parents in "fill the jug of water, "egg carry", and the "sack race".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those pictures were left out for good reason!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjTz93vC9I/AAAAAAAAD88/UfMDgpPbm0s/s1600/DSC_0154-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528401432332405714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjTz93vC9I/AAAAAAAAD88/UfMDgpPbm0s/s400/DSC_0154-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The blowing out of the candles is always a lasting memory of a fantastic birthday party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjTzU7RKGI/AAAAAAAAD80/w56gAwG7AFo/s1600/DSC_0174-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528401421341370466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjTzU7RKGI/AAAAAAAAD80/w56gAwG7AFo/s400/DSC_0174-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; B-Boy hugging the gift he has asked for...seriously, for over 3 months!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The excitement could not be missed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjTy41UAvI/AAAAAAAAD8s/v4Y_R1_Uzrk/s1600/DSC_0241-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528401413800198898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjTy41UAvI/AAAAAAAAD8s/v4Y_R1_Uzrk/s400/DSC_0241-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another gift that was a major suggestion was a GREEN ROPE with a CASE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grammie and Poppa could not come unless THIS was B-Boys gift!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you see a pattern here? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is not a child who beats around the bush!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great birthday event. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grammie and Poppa, Gramzie and Paw Paw, and Auntie Lindsey and Lilah were all able to be there and share in the fun! Birthdays are such a Joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you had as mush fun as we did celebrating your life sweet B-Boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-4502823162747765806?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/4502823162747765806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=4502823162747765806&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/4502823162747765806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/4502823162747765806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-cant-believe-that-my-little-boy-is-4.html' title='Number 4 and Counting!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TLjerl2toKI/AAAAAAAAD98/oQFfv35p68I/s72-c/DSC_0032-P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-5082917651060266607</id><published>2010-09-30T16:23:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T16:30:36.378-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><title type='text'>Would you like a bit of COFFEE with that FALL?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TKUAO1lFNyI/AAAAAAAAD8k/uXlLiv-Ww2I/s1600/DSC_0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522820772940560162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TKUAO1lFNyI/AAAAAAAAD8k/uXlLiv-Ww2I/s400/DSC_0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When &lt;strong&gt;TWO&lt;/strong&gt; of my most favorite things collide &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it is worth noting~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't you just smell the coffee brewing?...(I actually can!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-5082917651060266607?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/5082917651060266607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=5082917651060266607&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5082917651060266607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5082917651060266607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2010/09/would-you-like-bit-of-coffee-with-fall.html' title='Would you like a bit of COFFEE with that FALL?'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TKUAO1lFNyI/AAAAAAAAD8k/uXlLiv-Ww2I/s72-c/DSC_0087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-3453659096782606598</id><published>2010-09-16T12:29:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T14:33:11.009-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><title type='text'>More Then I Would Like to Admit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There are some things about me that I do not like to admit to...but here it goes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I' m an all or nothing person: neat freak some days...SLOB other days; happy...blue; worn out...energized; baking mood...no baking; running...nothing; time on computer...what is a computer; crafting...unfinished projects! I never really find myself in the middle (grrrrr)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm competitive. This trait frustrates me to no end! (grrrr)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm a health freak. (yep, I'm one of &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt; people!)I absolutely love to learn about nutrition and new information on health strategies. I can't understand why some eat and take care of themselves the way they do. I get overwhelmed by other people's shopping carts at Wally World-(ask my adorable husband how I fume :)). I enjoy trying out new recipes that are "good" for you. This aspect of myself can drive my adorable husband nuts. He is a sweet and carbo man... (we are getting there with some compromises :)). My kids have no problem with it- they don't know the difference between white flour and Almond flour in my baking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not as friendly as I once was. Or maybe I just don't feel like being social and meeting new people (ie. mom's at the boys school, mom's of kids on the boys sports teams). Don't get me wrong, I'm nice! I'm just a bit of a homebody with just a few close friends and thats good enough for me. I know, it sounds CRAZY! Maybe, it's that I'm consumed with family and the friends I have now. Maybe I don't have the energy for the drama of lots of friends...MAYBE I'm content!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I withdraw. Sometimes I need to be with my own thoughts. It can last a couple of days or a week. I think its good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm motivated by frustration. You want to know my secret to clean cabinets...i can't get something out!...then my &lt;em&gt;all or nothing&lt;/em&gt; personality comes out and the whole kitchen has been gutted and reorganized!!!!!! You want to know my secrete to a spotless house...I have been a SLOB for a couple of days and I become frustrated with myself at allowing the boys to have piles (Ok, my pile too!) everywhere! Motivation for running...pants don't fit (FRUSTRATION)!! Blogging again...frustrated that so much time of my boys was not documented!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm stubborn. Enough Said!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, I think these confessions were painful enough. I have a huge closet full of things I do not enjoy admitting. However, I think it's good to remind yourself that YOU HAVE FAULTS and &lt;strong&gt;Only&lt;/strong&gt; through &lt;strong&gt;God's mercy&lt;/strong&gt; are you made &lt;strong&gt;PERFECT in HIM&lt;/strong&gt;! Pride is distructive...Amen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-3453659096782606598?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/3453659096782606598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=3453659096782606598&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/3453659096782606598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/3453659096782606598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2010/09/more-then-i-would-like-to-admit.html' title='More Then I Would Like to Admit...'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-654579182423037657</id><published>2010-09-07T16:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T16:55:24.398-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><title type='text'>I'll Cry if I Want To!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TIa0AJDgysI/AAAAAAAAD8U/maBP50o9_sw/s1600/DSC_0783-p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514292708285401794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TIa0AJDgysI/AAAAAAAAD8U/maBP50o9_sw/s400/DSC_0783-p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, when I picked up B-Boy from MDO the teacher whispered to me that he had cried during centers and after lunch today. She explained...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;He said he was tired&lt;/em&gt;." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we got home and after I had explained the situation to my adorable husband, he asked B-boy why he had cried at school. The innocent response was,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Momma cries when &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHE's&lt;/span&gt; tired&lt;/em&gt;!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yep...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHE&lt;/span&gt; does!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-654579182423037657?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/654579182423037657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=654579182423037657&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/654579182423037657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/654579182423037657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2010/09/ill-cry-if-i-want-to.html' title='I&apos;ll Cry if I Want To!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TIa0AJDgysI/AAAAAAAAD8U/maBP50o9_sw/s72-c/DSC_0783-p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-162901280772353855</id><published>2010-09-06T18:55:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T19:24:57.579-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TIV_dgYCBUI/AAAAAAAAD8M/Ba-itMaPkZg/s1600/DSC_0015-p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513953463668704578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TIV_dgYCBUI/AAAAAAAAD8M/Ba-itMaPkZg/s400/DSC_0015-p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, he is very adorable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However today, he was NOT so much a cutie pie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I decided that I needed to get some professional pictures taken. Just some quick shots to "freeze the moment" of my fast growing and changing boys. So, with today being a holiday we loaded up as a family to spend some time together in the BIG city which included the boys pictures being taken in a studio... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is where the HAPPY THOUGHTS end! Imagine my 6 year old strutting in taking his pictures with ease and poise. THEN COMES...B-BOY! We drag him in and he crawls under a chair and won't come out. He refuses to even talk to the girl (who is smiling, but thinking that I have NO control over this child...I'm thinking she's right!). I look at my husband like, &lt;em&gt;"what are we going to do?"&lt;/em&gt; He drags B-boy out and takes him to another room. He is there for a long while....Then out comes the "mule-stubborn child" with furrowed brows- No change!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;30 minutes later we have NOTHING! Bribery has not worked, "&lt;em&gt;your breaking my heart&lt;/em&gt;" has not worked, threatening has not worked! I have lost control of the whole situation! Yep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We leave the studio with the idea that we will return following more intense bribery..."&lt;em&gt;Your brother is getting... and &lt;strong&gt;YOU ARE NOT&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;"- no change. Will not budge. When it finally starts sinking in B-Boy cries loudly explaining he does not want to smile! We go over he will get NOTHING until he smiles for the camera!- no change. Will not budge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, are 6 year old comes to the rescue and takes the "mule-stubborn child" into the bathroom for a talk. 5 minutes later out walks "angle child (for today)" and mule-stubborn child" both with huge smiles on their faces. B-boy is ready! Not sure what was said and I could care less, but we were going to get the pictures done TODAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He smiles all the way to the studio and it takes SERIOUSLY 7 minutes to finish the whole session! AND I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt; needed a LARGE sweet tea after the whole ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, no cutie pie today! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GRRRR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-162901280772353855?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/162901280772353855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=162901280772353855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/162901280772353855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/162901280772353855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2010/09/cutie-pie.html' title=''/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TIV_dgYCBUI/AAAAAAAAD8M/Ba-itMaPkZg/s72-c/DSC_0015-p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-7778330346608092965</id><published>2010-09-05T16:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T16:39:38.199-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>Joys of School?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TIQHVc_7OYI/AAAAAAAAD8E/vz2gKgmY1x8/s1600/DSC_0028-p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513539908951292290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TIQHVc_7OYI/AAAAAAAAD8E/vz2gKgmY1x8/s400/DSC_0028-p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The K-man has been at it for two full weeks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What things are different: (First Grade vs Kinder):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reading books for AR tests every night vs. two times a week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Math homework two days a week vs none&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Spelling tests on Fridays vs none&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tardies count vs. a smile and a sweet "hurry up"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lockers vs cubbies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Teacher don't make eye contact with parents vs hug you and the child (not really, but get the point)...ok, a bit harsh. K-man's teacher is very commutative via e-mail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, really the homework has been the real adjustment for us and K-man starting first grade. It has been hard encouraging K-man do the homework when he is worn out and "brain fried". He often takes some down time and then spends about 30 minutes with the school work for the night while I'm finishing up supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TIQHU9BcRaI/AAAAAAAAD78/ChA5te5cFS8/s1600/DSC_0009-p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513539900367717794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TIQHU9BcRaI/AAAAAAAAD78/ChA5te5cFS8/s400/DSC_0009-p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I usually try to ask, "&lt;em&gt;what was your favorite thing today?",&lt;/em&gt; but I have had to alter my probing because I have been answered on multiple occasions, "nothing! all we do is WORK!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With that said, he has not told me he isn't going back... yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TIQHUNl5cKI/AAAAAAAAD70/dB32TlNKY6I/s1600/DSC_0001-p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513539887635722402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TIQHUNl5cKI/AAAAAAAAD70/dB32TlNKY6I/s400/DSC_0001-p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For B-Boy, the adventures at home with Momma could not be better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TIQHT-AY2II/AAAAAAAAD7s/mMXomvl1FDY/s1600/DSC_0004-p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513539883451865218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TIQHT-AY2II/AAAAAAAAD7s/mMXomvl1FDY/s400/DSC_0004-p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am "brushed" to the side when his big brother comes home.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have it any other way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...B-boy is not real excited about the homework either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-7778330346608092965?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/7778330346608092965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=7778330346608092965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/7778330346608092965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/7778330346608092965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2010/09/joys-of-school.html' title='Joys of School?'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TIQHVc_7OYI/AAAAAAAAD8E/vz2gKgmY1x8/s72-c/DSC_0028-p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-2377134528541291927</id><published>2010-08-30T12:57:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T13:25:31.475-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t wnat to forget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>Learning to Read</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THvxWOUwGPI/AAAAAAAAD7k/yyg6lyrgrQk/s1600/DSC_0729-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511263933122484466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THvxWOUwGPI/AAAAAAAAD7k/yyg6lyrgrQk/s400/DSC_0729-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With learning to read comes a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;awareness&lt;/span&gt; of the world around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As the K-man has increased his confidence in reading, I often hear him reading signs in town, book titles, signs I have in the home, labels...the list could go on. I usually just smile and say something like, "great reading', "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; right!"...however, this summer I had a heart stopping moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were exiting off the freeway when I looked in the rear view mirror at my two boys in the backseat only to notice tears rolling down the K-man's cheeks. When I asked what was wrong he pointed to the man holding a sign at the traffic light. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Help. Have no Home."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Momma, that man doesn't have a home!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As I choked back tears and looked at my innocent little boys in the backseat my heart broke. I said something like, &lt;em&gt;God knows that man's name and God IS working&lt;/em&gt;... It just made me sad that K-man was realizing things are not always, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;." There is hurt, hunger, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sadness&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;loneliness&lt;/span&gt; in this world. We stopped before going in the next store and I prayed with all my heart! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Out loud&lt;/span&gt; I was praying for the man to know God and for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;protection&lt;/span&gt;..., inside I was also praying for God to keep my boys' hearts soft for the hurting and to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;strengthen&lt;/span&gt; them for the hurt they &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; face and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;witness&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;May we have soft hearts for the hurting, the hungry, the sad, and the lonely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;May we never stop reading!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-2377134528541291927?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/2377134528541291927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=2377134528541291927&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/2377134528541291927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/2377134528541291927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2010/08/learning-to-read.html' title='Learning to Read'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THvxWOUwGPI/AAAAAAAAD7k/yyg6lyrgrQk/s72-c/DSC_0729-P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-2580644508546236118</id><published>2010-08-24T09:40:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T13:26:37.754-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t wnat to forget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>Day Two of First Days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPcLOU4VWI/AAAAAAAAD7U/cJFHCxDCi5A/s1600/DSC_0864-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508988854586594658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPcLOU4VWI/AAAAAAAAD7U/cJFHCxDCi5A/s400/DSC_0864-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today was B-Boy's first day of Pre-K 4's ! (Tues. and Wed.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He too was remided of being a Warrior for God in all things he does!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPcKgQLl7I/AAAAAAAAD7M/v83hbIAZpxg/s1600/DSC_0003-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508988842218854322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPcKgQLl7I/AAAAAAAAD7M/v83hbIAZpxg/s400/DSC_0003-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When B-Boy was brought into the living room this morning all he could say was, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I'm tired! I want to go back to bed!"...Me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPcKaliwYI/AAAAAAAAD7E/zPOLbn31FP0/s1600/DSC_0012-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508988840697840002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPcKaliwYI/AAAAAAAAD7E/zPOLbn31FP0/s400/DSC_0012-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the sweet, "ready for Pre-K" smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPbNptSaiI/AAAAAAAAD68/b93JnyxsHpg/s1600/DSC_0028-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508987796784835106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPbNptSaiI/AAAAAAAAD68/b93JnyxsHpg/s400/DSC_0028-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So grown up! Brush those pearly whites~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPbNX3l2oI/AAAAAAAAD60/6M1s9BzPvsM/s1600/DSC_0019-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508987791996213890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPbNX3l2oI/AAAAAAAAD60/6M1s9BzPvsM/s400/DSC_0019-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Favorite Preschooler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPbNBXcEWI/AAAAAAAAD6s/VA7FuytKIZE/s1600/DSC_0018-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508987785955774818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPbNBXcEWI/AAAAAAAAD6s/VA7FuytKIZE/s400/DSC_0018-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;B-Boy has always wanted to be "big" like his big brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to "school" makes him feel he is more like his brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day he told me he wanted to go everyday like K-man...&lt;em&gt;no way, little man! You are growing up too fast already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPbMoHG1PI/AAAAAAAAD6k/5QkgSx2_qbQ/s1600/DSC_0020-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508987779176387826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPbMoHG1PI/AAAAAAAAD6k/5QkgSx2_qbQ/s400/DSC_0020-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPah3wgnQI/AAAAAAAAD6c/-ue2BR16MQI/s1600/DSC_0021-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508987044642200834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPah3wgnQI/AAAAAAAAD6c/-ue2BR16MQI/s400/DSC_0021-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love you with all our heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so very proud of the big boy your are becoming~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPahq1JyVI/AAAAAAAAD6U/aNoXxhMfwvU/s1600/DSC_0034-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508987041172015442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPahq1JyVI/AAAAAAAAD6U/aNoXxhMfwvU/s400/DSC_0034-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;B-Boy's excitement this morning was getting to use his Scooby-Doo lunch box!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, we are letting him take a lunch box (again like his big brother). He picked the Scooby one out without any hesitation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPahBJwbCI/AAAAAAAAD6M/AX72JBl8i3U/s1600/DSC_0035-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508987029984144418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPahBJwbCI/AAAAAAAAD6M/AX72JBl8i3U/s400/DSC_0035-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was a bit hesitant this morning being with some older kids, however when he saw his buddy in the class he let a smile slip across his face. They started with the pledge this morning...this is my angel with his precious hand across his heart! Little did he know my hand was patting my heart all the way to my car thinking about my big, independent little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPag0t6onI/AAAAAAAAD6E/71KA_23bYJk/s1600/DSC_0036-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508987026646147698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPag0t6onI/AAAAAAAAD6E/71KA_23bYJk/s400/DSC_0036-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I got in my car to leave this was my view. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Sigh*...Heart Pat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Father, you are our Savior, Protector and Friend. Please hold my little boy's hand today while he his not in my arms. Help him to be confident knowing he is never alone. Let the day go fast with you as his protector and guide. Let him learn things today that will allow him to be a growing servant for you. Thank you for your mercy and grace. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;love, Me.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-2580644508546236118?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/2580644508546236118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=2580644508546236118&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/2580644508546236118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/2580644508546236118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-two-of-first-days.html' title='Day Two of First Days!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THPcLOU4VWI/AAAAAAAAD7U/cJFHCxDCi5A/s72-c/DSC_0864-P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-3351354753209956736</id><published>2010-08-23T11:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T12:06:00.615-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t wnat to forget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>1st Day of 1st Grade!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKkIKcFDdI/AAAAAAAAD58/t2dx8ItIv9U/s1600/DSC_0862-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508645754375572946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKkIKcFDdI/AAAAAAAAD58/t2dx8ItIv9U/s400/DSC_0862-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To be honest, I have been a bit blue and the K-man has been a bit quiet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The unknown can really be hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We always talk to the boys about being Warrior's for God and today was no different!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When K-man sat to eat breakfast there was another book,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; "Will, God's Mighty Warrior" (we love these books)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKjyFp-m-I/AAAAAAAAD50/YXrQnZJvRa0/s1600/DSC_0814-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508645375134571490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKjyFp-m-I/AAAAAAAAD50/YXrQnZJvRa0/s400/DSC_0814-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seriously, 6:30 am is really early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKjx6oa43I/AAAAAAAAD5s/gda4dVywTUY/s1600/DSC_0828-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508645372175246194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKjx6oa43I/AAAAAAAAD5s/gda4dVywTUY/s400/DSC_0828-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahhhh, K-man looks much better after a change of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;He had a hard time eating breakfast, because his tummy was a bit nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKjxQon2iI/AAAAAAAAD5k/WpSRZBWi-4A/s1600/DSC_0829-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508645360901806626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKjxQon2iI/AAAAAAAAD5k/WpSRZBWi-4A/s400/DSC_0829-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, my '"little first grader" decided a bit of reading with breakfast would calm his nerves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It might have helped his, but is Momma was still a bit anxious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKjw8gd7aI/AAAAAAAAD5c/9rJM9D8mFhU/s1600/DSC_0840-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508645355498892706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKjw8gd7aI/AAAAAAAAD5c/9rJM9D8mFhU/s400/DSC_0840-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Through the rest of the morning I was a walking prayer warrior myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I so miss my boys when they are gone out of my protective mother's eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKjIlzXOnI/AAAAAAAAD5U/_rlWKQKd1AM/s1600/DSC_0855-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508644662209362546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKjIlzXOnI/AAAAAAAAD5U/_rlWKQKd1AM/s400/DSC_0855-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our new FAVORITE 1st grader!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKjIO6QFeI/AAAAAAAAD5M/Q1dWYEy8dsU/s1600/DSC_0856-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508644656064239074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKjIO6QFeI/AAAAAAAAD5M/Q1dWYEy8dsU/s400/DSC_0856-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The shoes make the outfit don't you think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K- Man couldn't wait to put on his new shoes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boys are ohhhhh so easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKjH3FOSUI/AAAAAAAAD5E/BB_eXFWmCC8/s1600/DSC_0854-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508644649667807554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKjH3FOSUI/AAAAAAAAD5E/BB_eXFWmCC8/s400/DSC_0854-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKjHcveWcI/AAAAAAAAD48/7X97sP_XEe4/s1600/DSC_0851-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508644642597263810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKjHcveWcI/AAAAAAAAD48/7X97sP_XEe4/s400/DSC_0851-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Our Father, Please guide us in the rearing of our sweet boy. Let the words that leave our mouth be worthy of entering his precious heart. Protect our little boy while he is not snug in our arms and allow him to feel you strong and mighty presence! Lord I trust in you. Thank you for your mercy. Love, Me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKiq0vx6kI/AAAAAAAAD40/0gbS8KmF560/s1600/DSC_0858-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508644150824790594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKiq0vx6kI/AAAAAAAAD40/0gbS8KmF560/s400/DSC_0858-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKiqundA_I/AAAAAAAAD4s/x1XPLuxjkrE/s1600/DSC_0859-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508644149179253746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKiqundA_I/AAAAAAAAD4s/x1XPLuxjkrE/s400/DSC_0859-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKiqACVHkI/AAAAAAAAD4k/qp5v58AjLPs/s1600/DSC_0860-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508644136675515970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKiqACVHkI/AAAAAAAAD4k/qp5v58AjLPs/s400/DSC_0860-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I said good-bye to K-man this morning in his classroom , he looked up at me sniffing with his eyes and nose red and said, "I better just keep coloring." My heart broke. He was trying so hard not to cry. My sweet boy was just so nervous. I know he will be fine, but I wanted so bad to sweep him up and carry him home with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKipqvgkKI/AAAAAAAAD4c/gW2pdxI9bw0/s1600/DSC_0867-P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508644130959429794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKipqvgkKI/AAAAAAAAD4c/gW2pdxI9bw0/s400/DSC_0867-P.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At 10:30 am this morning B-Boy stated, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Now, when do we pick up K-man?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are our sad faces.&lt;br /&gt;We both can't wait to pick up the K-man!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-3351354753209956736?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/3351354753209956736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=3351354753209956736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/3351354753209956736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/3351354753209956736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2010/08/1st-day-of-1st-grade.html' title='1st Day of 1st Grade!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/THKkIKcFDdI/AAAAAAAAD58/t2dx8ItIv9U/s72-c/DSC_0862-P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-5669852622975182251</id><published>2010-04-14T13:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T14:01:25.165-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>The Beat of a Mother's Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YOEigX5sI/AAAAAAAAD3E/JDZN56eqHEo/s1600/DSC_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460067069378160322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YOEigX5sI/AAAAAAAAD3E/JDZN56eqHEo/s400/DSC_0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, let me re-introduce my boys... K-man (6) and Little Bit (3 1/2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are the beats of my tender heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our 7 inches of snow in February.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YOD82I9LI/AAAAAAAAD28/C3DHkGVLIk4/s1600/DSC_0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460067059268908210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YOD82I9LI/AAAAAAAAD28/C3DHkGVLIk4/s400/DSC_0100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Warmer day in February.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I can tell this because of the red pillows on the porch swing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YNPLCZCaI/AAAAAAAAD20/OmXUDL-y19U/s1600/DSC_0108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460066152545323426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YNPLCZCaI/AAAAAAAAD20/OmXUDL-y19U/s400/DSC_0108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A "normal" day of brotherly love and fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YNOnDQJPI/AAAAAAAAD2s/U6cVlPljikg/s1600/DSC_0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460066142885258482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YNOnDQJPI/AAAAAAAAD2s/U6cVlPljikg/s400/DSC_0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta snap quick for moments like these...they are very rarely this still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YNOUhanmI/AAAAAAAAD2k/0Fa-aQNVxAY/s1600/DSC_0265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460066137911500386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YNOUhanmI/AAAAAAAAD2k/0Fa-aQNVxAY/s400/DSC_0265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camping at Eisenhower State Park for Spring Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YNNJF3wkI/AAAAAAAAD2c/8BosEG5RaGQ/s1600/DSC_0280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460066117663310402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YNNJF3wkI/AAAAAAAAD2c/8BosEG5RaGQ/s400/DSC_0280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my boys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(We camped for 5 days! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You talk about not wanting to go back to the real world!!!! BLAST!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YMJeZmbpI/AAAAAAAAD2U/mrDjpU_dUpk/s1600/DSC_0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460064955152101010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YMJeZmbpI/AAAAAAAAD2U/mrDjpU_dUpk/s400/DSC_0373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arggg! K-Man's Pirate Birthday Party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YMJLKgVJI/AAAAAAAAD2M/FJGZrf2aGk8/s1600/DSC_0881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460064949988512914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YMJLKgVJI/AAAAAAAAD2M/FJGZrf2aGk8/s400/DSC_0881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Easter...They clean up nice ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YMIdltRiI/AAAAAAAAD2E/qWqMbui31u4/s1600/DSC_1016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460064937754576418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YMIdltRiI/AAAAAAAAD2E/qWqMbui31u4/s400/DSC_1016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My heart...Beat, Beat, Beat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will be seeing more of these guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-5669852622975182251?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/5669852622975182251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=5669852622975182251&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5669852622975182251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5669852622975182251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2010/04/beat-of-mothers-heart.html' title='The Beat of a Mother&apos;s Heart'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/S8YOEigX5sI/AAAAAAAAD3E/JDZN56eqHEo/s72-c/DSC_0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-8821432339006979355</id><published>2010-04-13T13:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T14:09:38.959-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><title type='text'>5 months...I know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since I even looked at my blog. I stopped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blogging&lt;/span&gt; with the attempt to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;simplify&lt;/span&gt; my life, focus my time, get my priorities in order, and to stop comparing myself to others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time away has really allowed me to work on these areas. I do feel more focused and less guilty for the extensive time loss I noticed while blogging &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; including participating in the blogging world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, as I snack on popcorn and drink my new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; soda... (close your eyes mom!) Cherry Coke Zero, I miss not documenting the stories that are precious to me about my boys and family. I also miss the family and friends that live away not feeling they know what is happening in our lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO...I am making no long standing commitment to blogging at the level or the time consuming manner at which I did before, but I'm back (along with my cherry coke zero!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST ENTRY BACK... little bit (age 3 1/2) just cut his hair in front...only a flat-top could help!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-8821432339006979355?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/8821432339006979355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=8821432339006979355&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8821432339006979355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8821432339006979355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2010/04/5-monthsi-know.html' title='5 months...I know.'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-3817980904694961409</id><published>2009-11-09T19:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T18:50:59.899-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>How do you say good bye...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SvOTPBK7o-I/AAAAAAAAD18/PS6EkI7q_54/s1600-h/DSC_0282-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400822264368964578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SvOTPBK7o-I/AAAAAAAAD18/PS6EkI7q_54/s400/DSC_0282-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today, our life changed just a bit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not in a bad way, but in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt; way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Granny, the boys Great Granny, was placed in a sweet little home today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She has been in the hospital for several weeks for various reasons and has shown increased signs of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;confusion&lt;/span&gt; (progression of her dementia/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Alzheimer's&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SvOTOsd_fhI/AAAAAAAAD10/8IxM21CuejI/s1600-h/DSC_0270-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400822258811764242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SvOTOsd_fhI/AAAAAAAAD10/8IxM21CuejI/s400/DSC_0270-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet Grandpa has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;demonstrated&lt;/span&gt; his love for Granny in his care and sincere affection for her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; a very long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, Granny has become harder to care for in many aspects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decision was made a couple of days ago to place Granny in a personal care home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The home is beautiful and she has her own bathroom and bedroom complete with french doors leading to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SvOTOU70NNI/AAAAAAAAD1s/zWgorKWQDyk/s1600-h/DSC_0280-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400822252494402770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SvOTOU70NNI/AAAAAAAAD1s/zWgorKWQDyk/s400/DSC_0280-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But, the question is...How do you say goodbye to the "&lt;em&gt;Holidays at Granny and Grandpa's&lt;/em&gt;", Seeing Granny walking around in her &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;immaculate&lt;/span&gt; home&lt;/em&gt; with her classy &lt;em&gt;house shoes&lt;/em&gt; on, Watching Granny cook &lt;em&gt;perfectly prepared meals&lt;/em&gt; in &lt;em&gt;her kitchen&lt;/em&gt; with so much love, Sitting around the &lt;em&gt;huge dinning room table&lt;/em&gt; with her sitting at the head watching her &lt;em&gt;smile&lt;/em&gt; at each of us like we were her favorite...so many things I just don't want to say goodbye too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;How do you say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;goodbye&lt;/span&gt;...to things that you have known all your life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SvOTNw5_flI/AAAAAAAAD1k/IP8hLjiXPTo/s1600-h/DSC_0269-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400822242823077458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SvOTNw5_flI/AAAAAAAAD1k/IP8hLjiXPTo/s400/DSC_0269-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Granny I love you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I will always hold those memories of you in your home with Grandpa very dear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;However, through my tears, I am ready to make new memories with you in your new beautiful home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pictures taken in September 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-3817980904694961409?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/3817980904694961409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=3817980904694961409&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/3817980904694961409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/3817980904694961409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-do-you-say-good-bye.html' title='How do you say good bye...'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SvOTPBK7o-I/AAAAAAAAD18/PS6EkI7q_54/s72-c/DSC_0282-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-6211706503589087608</id><published>2009-11-07T07:22:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T07:55:43.945-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t wnat to forget'/><title type='text'>I don't want to forget...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last night, I took the boys out for a "Momma and Boys"night.  We had some fun things planned.  As we drove into town and came off the interstate, the boys noticed a man standing with a sign in his hand.  My heart just broke when my car was the one that stopped right next to him waiting for the green light.  As I looked in the rear view mirror, the boys were just staring. THEN, came the questions... I tried so hard to talk about God's love for the man and why we take food to church for the pantry...BUT in my stumbling explanation about poor and homeless, all that really seemed right was that we needed to pray for the man. Pray that he had a warm bed to sleep in tonight, that he would have food to eat, and that he would find the hope in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We pulled into the store parking lot and I turned around asking the boys if they would bow their heads so I could pray. K-man, looked at me with his big blue eyes, "Momma, I would like to say the prayer." As my little boy prayed for "all the poor" and the "those without a bed or food" I knew God heard his prayer and smiled on his sincere worry for the man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to forget the boy's faces of concern for the man, the prayer that K-man prayed, the feeling of thankfulness that swelled up in me, and the urgency of the need to pray.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-6211706503589087608?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/6211706503589087608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=6211706503589087608&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6211706503589087608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6211706503589087608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-want-to-forget.html' title='I don&apos;t want to forget...'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-7090829996737612116</id><published>2009-11-04T22:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:38:33.824-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>A Date with Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SvJTrvqk4MI/AAAAAAAAD1c/_sx68ZxykYc/s1600-h/amelia_hilary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400470914165170370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SvJTrvqk4MI/AAAAAAAAD1c/_sx68ZxykYc/s400/amelia_hilary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I took a couple of hours today and enjoyed the movie &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amelia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. I was one of the younger people watching the movie...The 1:20pm time could have been the reason. However, I was happy to share the theater with two older ladies sitting beside me (maybe late 70's) totally enjoying the movie. Probably visiting many childhood memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. I really do love movies based on real people and real events. I often find myself very inspired by their lives. The story of Amelia is no different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. I wish there were more PG movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. I really want to go grab a book on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Amelia's&lt;/span&gt; life...too many books, too little time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. There is something wonderful about going to the movie alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-7090829996737612116?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/7090829996737612116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=7090829996737612116&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/7090829996737612116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/7090829996737612116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-took-couple-of-hours-today-and.html' title='A Date with Me!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SvJTrvqk4MI/AAAAAAAAD1c/_sx68ZxykYc/s72-c/amelia_hilary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-5441654395211382442</id><published>2009-11-01T16:09:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T16:46:56.327-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>Halloween is the life for me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4McUPsYyI/AAAAAAAAD1M/K3Xjwv30Evc/s1600-h/DSC_0084-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399266683874206498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4McUPsYyI/AAAAAAAAD1M/K3Xjwv30Evc/s400/DSC_0084-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Halloween&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this year was a full adventure... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We picked the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perfect pumpkins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, had a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Pumpkin Carving Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; at our house, went to the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fall Festival &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;at the Elementary school, and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trick or Treated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;... The boys thought this was the best Halloween ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here are a few of the pictures taken over the last couple of weeks!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4McBx6W2I/AAAAAAAAD1E/tZMBBngXLgA/s1600-h/DSC_0072-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399266678917454690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4McBx6W2I/AAAAAAAAD1E/tZMBBngXLgA/s400/DSC_0072-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4Mb003JmI/AAAAAAAAD08/SNdZ-FsuJEk/s1600-h/DSC_0079-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399266675440166498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4Mb003JmI/AAAAAAAAD08/SNdZ-FsuJEk/s400/DSC_0079-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4MbtgNlbI/AAAAAAAAD00/Sz_EFlflyRY/s1600-h/DSC_0083-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399266673474508210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4MbtgNlbI/AAAAAAAAD00/Sz_EFlflyRY/s400/DSC_0083-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4KfZB-yWI/AAAAAAAAD0s/brjkjgO0nuo/s1600-h/DSC_0216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399264537675221346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4KfZB-yWI/AAAAAAAAD0s/brjkjgO0nuo/s400/DSC_0216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4KfBy6tfI/AAAAAAAAD0k/QgVOvS_FxQk/s1600-h/DSC_0170-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399264531438024178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4KfBy6tfI/AAAAAAAAD0k/QgVOvS_FxQk/s400/DSC_0170-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4Ke8YgeUI/AAAAAAAAD0c/-PtGKQozXT8/s1600-h/image-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399264529985075522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4Ke8YgeUI/AAAAAAAAD0c/-PtGKQozXT8/s400/image-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4KeshX_XI/AAAAAAAAD0U/vOHyB_gmxu0/s1600-h/DSC_0198-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399264525727300978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4KeshX_XI/AAAAAAAAD0U/vOHyB_gmxu0/s400/DSC_0198-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4J8x3TzrI/AAAAAAAAD0I/ckW1LxfX3J8/s1600-h/image-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399263943045926578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4J8x3TzrI/AAAAAAAAD0I/ckW1LxfX3J8/s400/image-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4J8W4GRdI/AAAAAAAADz8/rFia58p29cg/s1600-h/DSC_0215-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399263935801476562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4J8W4GRdI/AAAAAAAADz8/rFia58p29cg/s400/DSC_0215-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4J70w2whI/AAAAAAAADzw/rYafHXHY_Wg/s1600-h/DSC_0234-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399263926644294162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4J70w2whI/AAAAAAAADzw/rYafHXHY_Wg/s400/DSC_0234-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4J7qdGTkI/AAAAAAAADzo/TVZ2x0B1eEw/s1600-h/DSC_0239-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399263923877072450" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4HscmengI/AAAAAAAADy4/2HQOMSy45Y0/s400/image-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4HsFciIsI/AAAAAAAADyw/BXMFnokbHzo/s1600-h/DSC_0399-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399261457221296834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4HsFciIsI/AAAAAAAADyw/BXMFnokbHzo/s400/DSC_0399-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4HroXrsgI/AAAAAAAADyo/rt1yq48Q2Mc/s1600-h/DSC_0406-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399261449416323586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4HroXrsgI/AAAAAAAADyo/rt1yq48Q2Mc/s400/DSC_0406-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hope you had a Fun Halloween!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-5441654395211382442?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/5441654395211382442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=5441654395211382442&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5441654395211382442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5441654395211382442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-is-life-for-me.html' title='Halloween is the life for me...'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Su4McUPsYyI/AAAAAAAAD1M/K3Xjwv30Evc/s72-c/DSC_0084-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-8324469097227703823</id><published>2009-10-19T10:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T10:36:59.788-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><title type='text'>Such a Pain!</title><content type='html'>I work out of the home on Thursdays and Fridays. To make it easier on my husband getting the boys ready for school, I usually leave the house about 6:3o am.  It works like a charm most mornings...However, this past Friday I became a bit distraught about finding a pair of jeans that fit "appropriately" (Ha!) and tossed a basket of clothes into the corner of my room. As I briskly turned around I hit the floor...YEP- I tweaked my back.  I couldn't get up...I couldn't move. Do you remember labor contractions? That is what it felt like shooting down my lower back into my legs!! My adorable husband lifted me to my bed as tears filled my eyes. While all this activity is going on 4 little sleepy eyes come strolling into my bedroom. Needless to say, the morning became a Non-typical school morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I learned from being flat on my back the last several days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am not a medicine taker...However, I have become a two Motrin every 4-6 hours kinda girl~&lt;br /&gt;2.  I understand when my patient's give me an evil look when I tell them," &lt;em&gt;your going to have to work through a little of that pain to get stronger&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;3. The ceiling fans HAVE to be cleaned!!&lt;br /&gt;4. There are many new shows on the Food Network and HGTV&lt;br /&gt;5. I need a lap top computer because sitting at the computer is killing me as I type this!&lt;br /&gt;6. I can't stand lying around all day...I have become moody, teary...plain stir-crazy!&lt;br /&gt;7. My adorable husband is very capable...I knew this but I have been reminded.&lt;br /&gt;8. I feel fat!&lt;br /&gt;9. Being in pain is very tiring.&lt;br /&gt;10. Picking up my boys and squeezing them brings me joy- I have missed that&lt;br /&gt;11.  Blowing drying my hair, putting on your own shoes, picking up a pot off the stove, reaching the bottom drawers, picking something off the floor, sitting at the dining room table for meals... (need I go on)...are all things I take for granted.&lt;br /&gt;12. I miss Sunday church services when I don't go&lt;br /&gt;14. I feel so left out laying around. Again, I am not a sitter!&lt;br /&gt;13. I have had way too much time to think...HeeHee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are getting better...I am still in a bit of pain and discomfort. I know this will linger for a while, I am just going to have to rest when I can and try to protect my back for a while!!!-BUMMER! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FYI...No pair of unattractive pants are worth this!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-8324469097227703823?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/8324469097227703823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=8324469097227703823&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8324469097227703823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8324469097227703823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/10/such-pain.html' title='Such a Pain!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-3251257229394298846</id><published>2009-10-14T15:58:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:59:11.622-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Fall to Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZXtAQZ28I/AAAAAAAADyg/neoVcJCTncc/s1600-h/DSC_0232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392594034497280962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZXtAQZ28I/AAAAAAAADyg/neoVcJCTncc/s400/DSC_0232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fall to Me Means...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;decorated porches,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZXsD1sovI/AAAAAAAADyY/bxVL8UFcqas/s1600-h/DSC_0234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392594018279138034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZXsD1sovI/AAAAAAAADyY/bxVL8UFcqas/s400/DSC_0234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mums and pumpkins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZC545KUdI/AAAAAAAADyQ/sysBYiDPS7I/s1600-h/DSC_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392571166114861522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZC545KUdI/AAAAAAAADyQ/sysBYiDPS7I/s400/DSC_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; spooky trees filled with ghosts, pumpkins and spiders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZC5Sj85xI/AAAAAAAADyI/wIabC7fnm7Y/s1600-h/DSC_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392571155825354514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZC5Sj85xI/AAAAAAAADyI/wIabC7fnm7Y/s400/DSC_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; spiders on spider webs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZC4gc2RMI/AAAAAAAADyA/MqDzfPzH_W0/s1600-h/DSC_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392571142373786818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZC4gc2RMI/AAAAAAAADyA/MqDzfPzH_W0/s400/DSC_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;spiders on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZC4HPv4gI/AAAAAAAADx4/spefmVyJxUo/s1600-h/DSC_0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392571135607955970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZC4HPv4gI/AAAAAAAADx4/spefmVyJxUo/s400/DSC_0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; decorated doors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZA4JPocDI/AAAAAAAADxw/pUgLbN04LEs/s1600-h/DSC_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392568937121083442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZA4JPocDI/AAAAAAAADxw/pUgLbN04LEs/s400/DSC_0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;orange, yellow, and brown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZA3PMPuzI/AAAAAAAADxo/1ePs13IwwGE/s1600-h/DSC_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392568921537624882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZA3PMPuzI/AAAAAAAADxo/1ePs13IwwGE/s400/DSC_0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fall colored pillows on porch swings with a cool light breeze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZA2XEGNnI/AAAAAAAADxg/sw7faft7PE0/s1600-h/DSC_0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392568906471061106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZA2XEGNnI/AAAAAAAADxg/sw7faft7PE0/s400/DSC_0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pumpkins hiding everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZA18VB_hI/AAAAAAAADxY/HJZAwyODvLI/s1600-h/DSC_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392568899294330386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZA18VB_hI/AAAAAAAADxY/HJZAwyODvLI/s400/DSC_0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; decorated homes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StY_Aj1G6EI/AAAAAAAADxQ/Ral6rHMmRfM/s1600-h/DSC_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392566882673289282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StY_Aj1G6EI/AAAAAAAADxQ/Ral6rHMmRfM/s400/DSC_0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with spice and cinnamon smells filling the air...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StY-_xvPM3I/AAAAAAAADxI/qIsOBTjJKzc/s1600-h/DSC_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392566869226894194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StY-_xvPM3I/AAAAAAAADxI/qIsOBTjJKzc/s400/DSC_0029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StY-_WVMhVI/AAAAAAAADxA/xjBGplkNxpY/s1600-h/DSC_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392566861869909330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StY-_WVMhVI/AAAAAAAADxA/xjBGplkNxpY/s400/DSC_0037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StY--T5GKGI/AAAAAAAADw4/NFJ_5TbyxM4/s1600-h/DSC_0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392566844035311714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StY--T5GKGI/AAAAAAAADw4/NFJ_5TbyxM4/s400/DSC_0080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh- And who could forget &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; shirts and Charlie Brown!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;What does fall mean to you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-3251257229394298846?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/3251257229394298846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=3251257229394298846&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/3251257229394298846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/3251257229394298846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-to-me.html' title='Fall to Me...'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StZXtAQZ28I/AAAAAAAADyg/neoVcJCTncc/s72-c/DSC_0232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-7872668906634514347</id><published>2009-10-12T20:13:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:12:22.173-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><title type='text'>I'm 3!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPc1mLE5VI/AAAAAAAADww/rwYapLEC0vI/s1600-h/DSC_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391895992230798674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPc1mLE5VI/AAAAAAAADww/rwYapLEC0vI/s400/DSC_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, it finally arrived with MUCH anticipation from one little boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever since K-man had his 5th birthday party, Little Bit has wanted to have one of his own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, the big day arrived with much HOOP-La! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Horse Cut-Out cookies for Preschool...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Horse Pancakes for supper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPc05TiSNI/AAAAAAAADwo/KM22c9CGL7w/s1600-h/DSC_0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391895980186683602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPc05TiSNI/AAAAAAAADwo/KM22c9CGL7w/s400/DSC_0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, Little Bit is VERY proud to be three!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conversation Birthday Morning:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Momma:&lt;/strong&gt; B. How old are you today?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Bit:&lt;/strong&gt; THREE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Bit:&lt;/strong&gt; (with a twinkle in his eye) Hmmm... I think I will go to Kindergarten!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Little Stinker!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPc0WQk1rI/AAAAAAAADwg/vN3A3y88-W4/s1600-h/DSC_0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391895970779027122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPc0WQk1rI/AAAAAAAADwg/vN3A3y88-W4/s400/DSC_0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are the cheers following the opening of each gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As Little Bit opens the gifts K-man whispers, "We have to share our toys , right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Little Toot!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPcEwzJKXI/AAAAAAAADwY/kr2VFwZr4w8/s1600-h/DSC_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391895153269614962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPcEwzJKXI/AAAAAAAADwY/kr2VFwZr4w8/s400/DSC_0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then the festivities continue with a much awaited Horse party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPcEGrRXrI/AAAAAAAADwQ/_edC3qjSjVA/s1600-h/DSC_0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391895141962309298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPcEGrRXrI/AAAAAAAADwQ/_edC3qjSjVA/s400/DSC_0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Braden was VERY clear that he wanted a cake with horses on it, horse balloons, and a horse pinata!  No problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPcDVX15SI/AAAAAAAADwI/cVzJ-CrFtrg/s1600-h/DSC_0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391895128727479586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPcDVX15SI/AAAAAAAADwI/cVzJ-CrFtrg/s400/DSC_0069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet Birthday Boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had horse color pages, horse goodie bags to decorate, pin the apple in the horses mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPcCu4lecI/AAAAAAAADwA/CT_D8pA-9c0/s1600-h/DSC_0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391895118395832770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPcCu4lecI/AAAAAAAADwA/CT_D8pA-9c0/s400/DSC_0133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but the horse pinata was the fun of the party for Little BIt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPZp7WOwOI/AAAAAAAADv4/GDsnePqgVY4/s1600-h/DSC_0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391892493221413090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPZp7WOwOI/AAAAAAAADv4/GDsnePqgVY4/s400/DSC_0154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Swing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPZpPo1WaI/AAAAAAAADvw/iQUsh_Zj4Ko/s1600-h/DSC_0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391892481488279970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPZpPo1WaI/AAAAAAAADvw/iQUsh_Zj4Ko/s400/DSC_0176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Could there be more fun the Candy and Gum falling from a the sky?...well at least falling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPZofZ6BMI/AAAAAAAADvo/cSplSJeCpeQ/s1600-h/DSC_0177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391892468540769474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPZofZ6BMI/AAAAAAAADvo/cSplSJeCpeQ/s400/DSC_0177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPZnlCKMgI/AAAAAAAADvg/G6UsObMTZOo/s1600-h/DSC_0204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391892452871909890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPZnlCKMgI/AAAAAAAADvg/G6UsObMTZOo/s400/DSC_0204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is what we make kids do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPXgDn7HVI/AAAAAAAADvY/kW_UKEvHPrQ/s1600-h/DSC_0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391890124621159762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPXgDn7HVI/AAAAAAAADvY/kW_UKEvHPrQ/s400/DSC_0207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is what kids WANT to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPXfrnJhNI/AAAAAAAADvQ/rK9b5fmfHGM/s1600-h/DSC_0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391890118175458514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPXfrnJhNI/AAAAAAAADvQ/rK9b5fmfHGM/s400/DSC_0076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is what our family tries to look like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPXe9qZ3WI/AAAAAAAADvI/A-XUunjSlfM/s1600-h/DSC_0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391890105841081698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPXe9qZ3WI/AAAAAAAADvI/A-XUunjSlfM/s400/DSC_0077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what we are REALLY like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPXeMnO8vI/AAAAAAAADvA/WrnjmBNc9Nc/s1600-h/DSC_0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391890092674446066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPXeMnO8vI/AAAAAAAADvA/WrnjmBNc9Nc/s400/DSC_0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Little Bit, I hope you had fun on your birthday! You are so blessed to have grandparents and friends who would spend time celebrating your life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make my heart smile and you bring laughter to our lives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are precious to me and I am honored God has entrusted me with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am so proud of the little boy you are becoming and the man you will one day be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you!&lt;&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-7872668906634514347?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/7872668906634514347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=7872668906634514347&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/7872668906634514347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/7872668906634514347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-3.html' title='I&apos;m 3!!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/StPc1mLE5VI/AAAAAAAADww/rwYapLEC0vI/s72-c/DSC_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-5646624978685199699</id><published>2009-10-04T10:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T11:09:26.768-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>Out of the Mouth's of Babes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SsjDIIW9yxI/AAAAAAAADuY/nTRwkeJPdGI/s1600-h/DSC_0003-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388771498598976274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SsjDIIW9yxI/AAAAAAAADuY/nTRwkeJPdGI/s400/DSC_0003-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we are picking up the boy's room before bedtime stories and prayers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K-Man &lt;/strong&gt;(5 years old): &lt;em&gt;Momma, I pray in school&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Momma&lt;/strong&gt;: (Heart swelling with Joy!) &lt;em&gt;You do. That's wonderful. K-man you can always pray anywhere and at anytime.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K-man&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;I know, and God listens...I prayed that we wouldn't have anymore worksheets AND we didn't have to do the "o' is for octopus one!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Momma&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Good K-man.&lt;/em&gt; (Hee Hee).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we are all loaded up on the couch before my adorable husband reads bedtime stories to the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Bit &lt;/strong&gt;(2 almost 3 years old): I&lt;em&gt; want to go to God's house.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adorable Husband&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Where does God live?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Bit&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Heaven.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adorable Husband&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Well, you can someday, but not right now&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Bit&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Ok. Does God have toys?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adorable Husband&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;I don't know?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Bit&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;We'll ask him, ok?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adorable Husband&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Ok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"He called a little child and had him stand among them. And he said: ' &lt;em&gt;I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like the little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven&lt;/em&gt;.' ".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Matthew 18:2-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-5646624978685199699?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/5646624978685199699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=5646624978685199699&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5646624978685199699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5646624978685199699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/10/out-of-mouths-of-babes.html' title='Out of the Mouth&apos;s of Babes.'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SsjDIIW9yxI/AAAAAAAADuY/nTRwkeJPdGI/s72-c/DSC_0003-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-3875486216062480301</id><published>2009-09-29T14:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T16:17:03.993-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>From My Home to Yours!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have been asked a couple of times for &lt;a href="http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2007/09/fall-has-arrived.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lacie's Almost Famous Fall Mix. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy! Happy Fall!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-3875486216062480301?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/3875486216062480301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=3875486216062480301&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/3875486216062480301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/3875486216062480301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-been-asked-couple-of-times-for.html' title='From My Home to Yours!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-4485899612507387853</id><published>2009-09-28T14:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T14:12:42.586-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><title type='text'>Alone Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SsEJmC7k4KI/AAAAAAAADuM/A09HfCc_Rig/s1600-h/DSC_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386597178538254498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SsEJmC7k4KI/AAAAAAAADuM/A09HfCc_Rig/s400/DSC_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What would you do if your adorable husband gave you  3 1/2 hours at home ALONE??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No soccer practice to run to, No supper to fix, No dishes to clean...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I ordered a Pizza (Gasp!...Veggie, cut me some slack!) and a Sweet Tea (gasp! gasp!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I settled down for my fall tradition of watching my favorite movie of all time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, I finished sewing some fall pillows for the porch---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks, adorable husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-4485899612507387853?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/4485899612507387853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=4485899612507387853&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/4485899612507387853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/4485899612507387853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/09/alone-time.html' title='Alone Time'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SsEJmC7k4KI/AAAAAAAADuM/A09HfCc_Rig/s72-c/DSC_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-6794731474757200027</id><published>2009-09-22T22:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T09:22:31.557-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>Fall is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sror2F9Q2WI/AAAAAAAADuE/Vt9JGrKS_68/s1600-h/DSC_0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384664512786913634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sror2F9Q2WI/AAAAAAAADuE/Vt9JGrKS_68/s400/DSC_0127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh My! It is finally here...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was officially the first day of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the weather cooperated perfectly! It was a cool 63 degrees most of the day with some drizzle and cool breeze. Just right to start the day with a &lt;a href="http://www.starbucks.com/retail/new-in-stores.asp"&gt;Pumpkin Spice Latte &lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SrorfUq17nI/AAAAAAAADt8/6vIBpJWj1aM/s1600-h/DSC_0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384664121599192690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SrorfUq17nI/AAAAAAAADt8/6vIBpJWj1aM/s400/DSC_0131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then it was off the the kitchen for the first &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dish of the season- Pumpkin Cream Cheese Muffins with a Cinnamon Streusel topping...YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Srore8wqsNI/AAAAAAAADt0/hxaJ_pVdEOs/s1600-h/DSC_0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384664115181170898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Srore8wqsNI/AAAAAAAADt0/hxaJ_pVdEOs/s400/DSC_0133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SroreL_UuCI/AAAAAAAADts/kSoQrHdIAug/s1600-h/DSC_0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384664102089308194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SroreL_UuCI/AAAAAAAADts/kSoQrHdIAug/s400/DSC_0142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Srord7E2KQI/AAAAAAAADtk/MzhJwyMaUes/s1600-h/DSC_0148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384664097549068546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Srord7E2KQI/AAAAAAAADtk/MzhJwyMaUes/s400/DSC_0148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ohhhh, they made the house smell dreamy!&lt;br /&gt;Just ask our number one smeller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SroqkBM09mI/AAAAAAAADtc/7OFVx8omtrM/s1600-h/DSC_0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384663102760744546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SroqkBM09mI/AAAAAAAADtc/7OFVx8omtrM/s400/DSC_0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fall&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;decorating began!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SroqjjlVM7I/AAAAAAAADtU/h2VquuBLIF0/s1600-h/DSC_0164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384663094810457010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SroqjjlVM7I/AAAAAAAADtU/h2VquuBLIF0/s400/DSC_0164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just love the colors of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fall&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sroqi3WxQ0I/AAAAAAAADtM/K2XLoB0R2Yg/s1600-h/DSC_0179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384663082938221378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sroqi3WxQ0I/AAAAAAAADtM/K2XLoB0R2Yg/s400/DSC_0179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first day of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can be exhausting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SroqicHv86I/AAAAAAAADtE/onEW2mRVuZ8/s1600-h/DSC_0169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384663075627463586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SroqicHv86I/AAAAAAAADtE/onEW2mRVuZ8/s400/DSC_0169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-6794731474757200027?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/6794731474757200027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=6794731474757200027&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6794731474757200027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6794731474757200027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/09/fall-is-here.html' title='Fall is here!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sror2F9Q2WI/AAAAAAAADuE/Vt9JGrKS_68/s72-c/DSC_0127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-8073066618165190058</id><published>2009-09-14T20:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:38:58.252-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>Root Beer and Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sq7uwzvFSkI/AAAAAAAADs8/5B6z2gXojfA/s1600-h/IMG_0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381501127043140162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sq7uwzvFSkI/AAAAAAAADs8/5B6z2gXojfA/s400/IMG_0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have really enjoyed getting to do things with Little Bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know, just Momma and Little Bit time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today we mixed in a trip to another small town (following our country back roads) for Pottery Painting, Small Town Browsing, Root Beer and Cookies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sq7uwNmhOEI/AAAAAAAADs0/MZcsz1YCyoo/s1600-h/IMG_0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381501116806674498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sq7uwNmhOEI/AAAAAAAADs0/MZcsz1YCyoo/s400/IMG_0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GIANT COOKIES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This small town Bakery was WONDERFUL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just to smell all those cookies and bread baking was DIVINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sq7uvuOP_jI/AAAAAAAADss/9BBSeJ7Aa70/s1600-h/IMG_0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381501108383383090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sq7uvuOP_jI/AAAAAAAADss/9BBSeJ7Aa70/s400/IMG_0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gotta Love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;iPhones&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-8073066618165190058?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/8073066618165190058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=8073066618165190058&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8073066618165190058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8073066618165190058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/09/root-beer-and-cookies.html' title='Root Beer and Cookies'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sq7uwzvFSkI/AAAAAAAADs8/5B6z2gXojfA/s72-c/IMG_0068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-1233368866444499019</id><published>2009-09-09T21:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:17:16.319-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>On My Mind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Today I woke-up about 3:20 AM and I made myself stay in bed until I just couldn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stand&lt;/span&gt; it anymore! So, at 4 AM I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bustling&lt;/span&gt; around the house getting so much done. I think this 4 am thing could be good following A LOT of coffee at around 8AM! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SqhpsWdWkDI/AAAAAAAADsk/6VTOvCnFiXw/s1600-h/DSC_0235-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379665965557911602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SqhpsWdWkDI/AAAAAAAADsk/6VTOvCnFiXw/s400/DSC_0235-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2. Today was my little sister's birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She spent the day with her new little baby girl, Lilah Claire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sister and Lilah hold such special places in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love ya girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. My sweet K-man has been tearful the last couple of days at school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess the newness of going to school has worn off and after the extended weekend with family..."I don't want to go to school." has started. Today, as I walked him to class he looked at me and then took in a deap breath as he stepped into class. It completely broke my heart. Today was MUCH harder then the first day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The teacher said everything has been going good and he is happy when I pick him up...just tearful mornings-bummer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SqhprxnY-XI/AAAAAAAADsc/f1pUnxT2s_M/s1600-h/DSC_0322-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379665955667900786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SqhprxnY-XI/AAAAAAAADsc/f1pUnxT2s_M/s400/DSC_0322-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4. Nothing says HUNTING SEASON like a new "big boy toy"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SqhpqyfVqBI/AAAAAAAADsU/ZzgB4nESpew/s1600-h/DSC_0323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379665938722695186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SqhpqyfVqBI/AAAAAAAADsU/ZzgB4nESpew/s400/DSC_0323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seriously...All I have been hearing about for the last SEVERAL days has been:&lt;br /&gt;Deer Lease&lt;br /&gt;4-wheeler&lt;br /&gt;Buck&lt;br /&gt;Deer Blinds&lt;br /&gt;Deer Feeders&lt;br /&gt;Opening Day...&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this goes on for months!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(gotta love my boys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SqhpqZk0dTI/AAAAAAAADsM/5UpDSum0v84/s1600-h/DSC_0335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379665932034798898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SqhpqZk0dTI/AAAAAAAADsM/5UpDSum0v84/s400/DSC_0335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5. Finally, Who said learning about the letter &lt;strong&gt;"B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; and the sound it makes couldn't be fun!&lt;br /&gt;AND throw in the color &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;lue and I'm a down right awsome Momma/teacher of one Little Bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-1233368866444499019?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/1233368866444499019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=1233368866444499019&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/1233368866444499019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/1233368866444499019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-my-mind.html' title='On My Mind...'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SqhpsWdWkDI/AAAAAAAADsk/6VTOvCnFiXw/s72-c/DSC_0235-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-6915327366838403214</id><published>2009-09-08T12:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T13:19:48.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Morning in the Teacher's Workroom</title><content type='html'>I went up to the school this morning to help out K-man's teacher...after spending 2 hours in the teacher's workroom, with other mothers, I have concluded that I am not fit for a child (let alone 2 boys) in the sporting arena! I have found out that "anyone who is anyone" and "any child who does not want to be left behind" is participating in sports AT LEAST 3 days a week and all day on Saturday!!! These "school sports" start at 7 years old (1st grade). These mothers are all about sports-what child is doing what and who did what and how many sports this or that. Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbor has warned me...her 7 year old boy practices peewee football 3 nights a week (6-8pm), games are on Saturday, and the coach opens his home after church on Sunday to review film!!!!!! You read it right, 7 YEARS OLD! My neighbor was so upset, but she felt the pressure because "all the other boys were doing it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this little town better watch out! I have many concerns about this world we have to live in and I know were my time and heart cry out to be, with my Father! I know there is a balance that must be reached by each family- God, Family, Friends, School, Sports...etc. BUT, this world is tough~You hurt a bit when you have to tell your child no, or when you ask them to look different or act different in a world that focuses on so many "other" things and desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally for sports and after school activities (both me and my adorable husband were very competitive in sports growing up). AND I know my boys will be active in activities that will only better them and make them well-rounded...BUT, I was blessed by God with these two adorable boys who also need to know how to share God's word, know who God is and how much He loves them, and what our purpose in this world is...time MUST be spent on these things before all else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Do not love the world or anything in the world. If anyone loves the world, the love of the Father is not in him. For everything in the world- the cravings of sinful man, the lust of his eyes and boasting of what he has and does-comes not from the Father but from the world. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;world and&lt;/span&gt; it's desires pass away, but the man who does the will of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; lives forever."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 John 2:15-17&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have time to spend in prayer over this "balance" that will be needed for our family. I can tell you now that I will fight for the balance to lean significantly toward GOD (and not three nights a week practice for a 7 YEAR OLD!) Seriously, where is the focus on the family! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ohhhhh&lt;/span&gt;, that's another post!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What are you doing or have done to keep God and family first? We totally need to support each other in this!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-6915327366838403214?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/6915327366838403214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=6915327366838403214&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6915327366838403214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6915327366838403214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/09/morning-in-teachers-workroom.html' title='A Morning in the Teacher&apos;s Workroom'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-854383736721669605</id><published>2009-09-01T16:12:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:50:24.857-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>Prayers for Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sp2PVcOE69I/AAAAAAAADsE/p0pBGEGJQxM/s1600-h/IMG_3937-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376611128665500626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sp2PVcOE69I/AAAAAAAADsE/p0pBGEGJQxM/s400/IMG_3937-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I prayed diligently and with all my heart for God to bless me with boys...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOW, I pray diligently and with all my heart BECAUSE I have boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken about three weeks ago while on the phone with &lt;em&gt;my Mom&lt;/em&gt; following K-man bumping into Little Bit (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ohhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the heartache!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Story: I had a friend and her children visiting from Houston. I think they had been at my house maybe two hours when the collision occurred between K-man and Little Bit on the bunk bed. K-man cried/screamed (you know the way that makes you heart drop!) I found K-man with his two front teeth bleeding and I couldn't get them to stop AND they were loose (Reminder he is only 5...). We ended up, after a 45 minute drive, at a dentist office where they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;casually&lt;/span&gt; let me know that he would need to have both teeth"wiggled" out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; the gums would eventually reject them. They had both been broken under the gums at the root level. Yes, it would only take the "just right hit" to cause that to happen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....doesn't this bring back &lt;a href="http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2008/04/all-in-day.html"&gt; memories &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sp2PUmpT71I/AAAAAAAADr8/KLnXor9xfjA/s1600-h/DSC_0027-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376611114284216146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sp2PUmpT71I/AAAAAAAADr8/KLnXor9xfjA/s400/DSC_0027-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, following three weeks of mush to eat, a wild crazy mom trying to keep the teeth from being hit and injured worse, and one week of school (bribing K-man to say OFF the merry-go-round!) We were off to the dentist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sp2PEw-mi2I/AAAAAAAADr0/c3iZIAV4OrQ/s1600-h/DSC_0032-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376610842179963746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sp2PEw-mi2I/AAAAAAAADr0/c3iZIAV4OrQ/s400/DSC_0032-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have been prepping K-man about the laughing gas, the "wiggling" of the teeth out , and the tooth fairy... AND I have been praying!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have gone through the teary emotions of my baby going to Kinder and my baby loosing his "baby look" and the anxiety of the discomfort for K-man.&lt;br /&gt;God is good and answers prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sp2PEPdNouI/AAAAAAAADrs/l3C56Jgm3v0/s1600-h/DSC_0034-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376610833181549282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sp2PEPdNouI/AAAAAAAADrs/l3C56Jgm3v0/s400/DSC_0034-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; K-man was a "tough man" today and did great! He even said it didn't hurt! &lt;strong&gt;Only&lt;/strong&gt; one tooth was taken following another X-ray (which K-man thought was cool!).&lt;br /&gt;The Dr. was wonderful with K-man and with me (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;heehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).  The tooth at the root was crushed so, there was some digging that had to be done to get all the pieces out- (K-man will be sore).&lt;br /&gt;I told K-man that I prayed through the whole procedure. He just gave me a hug and said, "I know." Oh, my sweet baby boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sp2PDYEQXdI/AAAAAAAADrk/W9sVNEvkr4o/s1600-h/DSC_0037-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376610818312920530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sp2PDYEQXdI/AAAAAAAADrk/W9sVNEvkr4o/s400/DSC_0037-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He may look a bit older, but he is still my little boy.&lt;br /&gt;An ice cream and transformer later he was a happy boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sp2PC1NVp8I/AAAAAAAADrc/Em6cBx3vreY/s1600-h/DSC_0038-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376610808955774914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sp2PC1NVp8I/AAAAAAAADrc/Em6cBx3vreY/s400/DSC_0038-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Bit got in on the celebration too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I have&lt;strong&gt; TWO&lt;/strong&gt; boys!?!&lt;br /&gt;Let's say DAILY PRAYERS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-854383736721669605?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/854383736721669605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=854383736721669605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/854383736721669605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/854383736721669605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/09/prayers-for-boyes.html' title='Prayers for Boys'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sp2PVcOE69I/AAAAAAAADsE/p0pBGEGJQxM/s72-c/IMG_3937-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-3977282800113643221</id><published>2009-08-31T14:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:04:12.055-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><title type='text'>The Pick-up Car Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpwjHwxz3iI/AAAAAAAADrU/w1n10FliuBg/s1600-h/Picture+from+iPhone+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376210671433408034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpwjHwxz3iI/AAAAAAAADrU/w1n10FliuBg/s400/Picture+from+iPhone+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let's just say the Pick-Up Car Line has been a learning experience for this Momma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first day of school I arrived 10 minutes before school let out...45 minutes later (around the middle school, by the tennis courts, around the pond) I finally picked up a red cheeked little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kindergartner&lt;/span&gt;! I was determined not to let my little boy sit out in that heat that long again. So, day two I get out there 20 minutes before the school was let out...K-man only had to wait 25 minutes! Better, but not the best I could do! Day three...I grab my book, a sun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;viser&lt;/span&gt;, and a tea and sit in my car for (note the picture) 40 minutes before school was let out -K-man waited only 10 minutes! Yes, No red cheeks, No "I have been waiting forever to go to the potty!" and No feelings of guilt.  This Momma got it together. So, I get 40-45 minutes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;uninterrupted&lt;/span&gt; reading time ALL to myself (Little-Bit at home sleeping with work at home Daddy!).  Today, I actually rolled down my window...I feel fall in the air (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; another post)! I'm going to get A LOT of reading done this way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How long do you wait in the car line?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-3977282800113643221?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/3977282800113643221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=3977282800113643221&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/3977282800113643221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/3977282800113643221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/08/pick-up-car-line.html' title='The Pick-up Car Line'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpwjHwxz3iI/AAAAAAAADrU/w1n10FliuBg/s72-c/Picture+from+iPhone+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-1502300381622114222</id><published>2009-08-27T21:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:32:43.583-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>It's All About Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc_FZa5GlI/AAAAAAAADrM/v0qGkF94p7Y/s1600-h/DSC_0049-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374834042245552722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc_FZa5GlI/AAAAAAAADrM/v0qGkF94p7Y/s400/DSC_0049-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Bit has been wanting to go to Preschool ever since K-man had his first day of Kindergarten on Monday. I even let him carry his Preschool backpack while taking K-man to school on Wednesday (he begged me all morning!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOWEVER...this was Little Bit today! Yes, when it came down to the actual first day of Preschool...it was just a bit to early!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc-upPSsvI/AAAAAAAADrE/rWe7gmhQ3uc/s1600-h/DSC_0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374833651354874610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc-upPSsvI/AAAAAAAADrE/rWe7gmhQ3uc/s400/DSC_0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc-tsZmO3I/AAAAAAAADq8/teP-s-oImBI/s1600-h/DSC_0075-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374833635023534962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc-tsZmO3I/AAAAAAAADq8/teP-s-oImBI/s400/DSC_0075-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc-tDoZL5I/AAAAAAAADq0/weOPGl_-ND8/s1600-h/DSC_0079-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374833624079740818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc-tDoZL5I/AAAAAAAADq0/weOPGl_-ND8/s400/DSC_0079-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc-sjDpxBI/AAAAAAAADqs/lHDlp5fanYs/s1600-h/DSC_0083-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374833615335703570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc-sjDpxBI/AAAAAAAADqs/lHDlp5fanYs/s400/DSC_0083-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc94oAcgkI/AAAAAAAADqk/7Kpw8gN6F4o/s1600-h/DSC_0111+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374832723311231554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc94oAcgkI/AAAAAAAADqk/7Kpw8gN6F4o/s400/DSC_0111+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little Bit did GREAT up until he had to actually &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;find his seat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc94KoMOiI/AAAAAAAADqc/Yp-TcnCeEAg/s1600-h/DSC_0115-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374832715424872994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc94KoMOiI/AAAAAAAADqc/Yp-TcnCeEAg/s400/DSC_0115-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep, he never cried. Just stood there taking everything in while holding his blankie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc93q5YMzI/AAAAAAAADqU/PsG4Y48unJM/s1600-h/DSC_0113-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374832706907026226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc93q5YMzI/AAAAAAAADqU/PsG4Y48unJM/s400/DSC_0113-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc93NYV8vI/AAAAAAAADqM/9xRsNeJPhHI/s1600-h/DSC_0081-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374832698983838450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc93NYV8vI/AAAAAAAADqM/9xRsNeJPhHI/s400/DSC_0081-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little man did wonderful and he told me all about it when he got home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Aiden is a bad boy...There are TOO MANY girls!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy First DAy of Preschool! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I had a little bit of fun playing around with my pictures. I just can't help myself...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-1502300381622114222?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/1502300381622114222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=1502300381622114222&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/1502300381622114222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/1502300381622114222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-all-about-preschool.html' title='It&apos;s All About Preschool'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Spc_FZa5GlI/AAAAAAAADrM/v0qGkF94p7Y/s72-c/DSC_0049-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-2709359766338080398</id><published>2009-08-24T14:57:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T21:14:59.153-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>Kindergarten is the Place to BEE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpNCvN9H76I/AAAAAAAADqE/xuImjNlzg8g/s1600-h/DSC_0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373712159350452130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpNCvN9H76I/AAAAAAAADqE/xuImjNlzg8g/s400/DSC_0120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a story of a little monkey named George who helped his friend get through the first morning of Kindergarten. George and the little boy have been friends for a LONG time.  George and the little boy have gone through a lot together...A new brother, a big move to the country, a broken leg (and the casting of the broken leg), and meeting new friends. Though the little boy doesn't need him as much anymore, when the little boys needs a little more security, George is ready to be there for him.  This morning I noticed George was again by K-man's side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a small peek of K-man's first day of Kindergarten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLy94qpXlI/AAAAAAAADp8/66IDUfkhWUE/s1600-h/DSC_0088+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373624450403622482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLy94qpXlI/AAAAAAAADp8/66IDUfkhWUE/s400/DSC_0088+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLy9cFrpdI/AAAAAAAADp0/U1ioDxI3Yd0/s1600-h/DSC_0108-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373624442732389842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLy9cFrpdI/AAAAAAAADp0/U1ioDxI3Yd0/s400/DSC_0108-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLytpsAe8I/AAAAAAAADps/JzswlD023JU/s1600-h/DSC_0114-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373624171504892866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLytpsAe8I/AAAAAAAADps/JzswlD023JU/s400/DSC_0114-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLytPUuxBI/AAAAAAAADpk/tKK4pZLOFJ4/s1600-h/DSC_0131-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373624164427940882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLytPUuxBI/AAAAAAAADpk/tKK4pZLOFJ4/s400/DSC_0131-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLysUsg0oI/AAAAAAAADpc/jyWZvPawnVg/s1600-h/DSC_0138-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373624148689998466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLysUsg0oI/AAAAAAAADpc/jyWZvPawnVg/s400/DSC_0138-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLysKjjyKI/AAAAAAAADpU/pgqgzeXjYzA/s1600-h/DSC_0134-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373624145968089250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLysKjjyKI/AAAAAAAADpU/pgqgzeXjYzA/s400/DSC_0134-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLyKua8p_I/AAAAAAAADpM/1qo3LMfNuIY/s1600-h/DSC_0143-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373623571480094706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLyKua8p_I/AAAAAAAADpM/1qo3LMfNuIY/s400/DSC_0143-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLyKBq4lNI/AAAAAAAADpE/HTADTbcr3CY/s1600-h/DSC_0153-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373623559467341010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLyKBq4lNI/AAAAAAAADpE/HTADTbcr3CY/s400/DSC_0153-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLyJrhssdI/AAAAAAAADo8/3ge01r216BY/s1600-h/DSC_0168-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373623553523233234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLyJrhssdI/AAAAAAAADo8/3ge01r216BY/s400/DSC_0168-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLyJE7qO0I/AAAAAAAADo0/dZ8UgrW7gu0/s1600-h/DSC_0159-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373623543163140930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLyJE7qO0I/AAAAAAAADo0/dZ8UgrW7gu0/s400/DSC_0159-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLxhRrDbsI/AAAAAAAADos/ky0hIpxHK0U/s1600-h/DSC_0179-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373622859388382914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLxhRrDbsI/AAAAAAAADos/ky0hIpxHK0U/s400/DSC_0179-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLxg9_b2RI/AAAAAAAADok/pLpUI476X2k/s1600-h/DSC_0186-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373622854105159954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLxg9_b2RI/AAAAAAAADok/pLpUI476X2k/s400/DSC_0186-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLxgbr6AcI/AAAAAAAADoc/23vXVjYhhPs/s1600-h/DSC_0191-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373622844896444866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLxgbr6AcI/AAAAAAAADoc/23vXVjYhhPs/s400/DSC_0191-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLxfwF37_I/AAAAAAAADoU/2dbijz8fZUQ/s1600-h/DSC_0199-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373622833194201074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLxfwF37_I/AAAAAAAADoU/2dbijz8fZUQ/s400/DSC_0199-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLxGieBkwI/AAAAAAAADoM/UEoLvefdhbE/s1600-h/DSC_0194-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373622400040669954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpLxGieBkwI/AAAAAAAADoM/UEoLvefdhbE/s400/DSC_0194-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was wonderful! God was with our whole family today.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was snapping the pictures outside before we left K-man kept saying, "I'm going to be late for Kindergarten!" He was really so excited.  Then tonight after supper K-man expressed to us, " I want to go to Kindergarten the first thing in the morning!" I think by talking all summer about how fun it would be and how proud we were of him really helped prepare him for this day. I also think going to the town &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MDO&lt;/span&gt; where he met many of the kids in his class also made a HUGE difference (a perk to a small town!).  BUT, I have to give God all the Glory. Our scripture for the summer was, "I can do all things through him who strengthens me." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Philippians&lt;/span&gt; 4:13. We talked about the scripture often and we applied it to many situations including going to school (I quoted it often &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;out loud&lt;/span&gt; for my own benefit). We have really talked to K-man about how God is always with him! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; felt his presence today. &lt;em&gt;Thank you Father&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-2709359766338080398?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/2709359766338080398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=2709359766338080398&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/2709359766338080398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/2709359766338080398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/08/kindergarten-is-place-to-bee.html' title='Kindergarten is the Place to BEE.'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SpNCvN9H76I/AAAAAAAADqE/xuImjNlzg8g/s72-c/DSC_0120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-6252481298250281815</id><published>2009-08-20T20:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:48:42.845-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>Summer Bible Reading Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/So36Xi1IJAI/AAAAAAAADoE/63W92rzjn4I/s1600-h/DSC_0053+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372225212916442114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/So36Xi1IJAI/AAAAAAAADoE/63W92rzjn4I/s400/DSC_0053+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While attempting to get a picture of the boys' Summer Bible Reading Program medals and certificates, I actually gave up and just told them to take a SILLY picture. Seriously, trying to get these two boys to take a "normal" picture these days is out of the question! I did however get a picture of all the kids who participated and completed the program...BUT goofy me had them hold up all their certificates with there names clear as day so I just couldn't bring myself to posting the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we had 20 children participate in the program and 13 complete the reading! Pretty good odds! We read through Genesis and Exodus this summer which lead to some great family &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;discussions&lt;/span&gt; and devotional time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go SILLY boys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-6252481298250281815?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/6252481298250281815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=6252481298250281815&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6252481298250281815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6252481298250281815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-bible-reading-club.html' title='Summer Bible Reading Club'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/So36Xi1IJAI/AAAAAAAADoE/63W92rzjn4I/s72-c/DSC_0053+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-1420955991181133571</id><published>2009-08-19T09:55:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T11:17:36.472-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Bit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>The Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowZJ2ZU5XI/AAAAAAAADn8/Xu-BH6y1q20/s1600-h/DSC_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371696112557417842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowZJ2ZU5XI/AAAAAAAADn8/Xu-BH6y1q20/s400/DSC_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our family has started the countdown to the school year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been trying to be positive about this whole Kindergarten thing, but I have really struggled this summer. It has been hard to talk about Kinder without a bit of tears. I have tried to savor the little moments of lazy mornings and late nights watching the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Astros&lt;/span&gt; knowing our family schedule will be changing. I know that the K-man will be fine and that he really is ready for Kinder, but I just enjoy spending my days with him. I enjoy both my boys and I just miss them something awful when there gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowX64L8PwI/AAAAAAAADn0/wuWWZan57UA/s1600-h/DSC_0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371694755828481794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowX64L8PwI/AAAAAAAADn0/wuWWZan57UA/s400/DSC_0109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With all of that said I have been trying to prepare the boys for Kinder and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-K 3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, Little Bit is growing up too (sigh). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowX6VLLOJI/AAAAAAAADns/9U28aPR15F0/s1600-h/DSC_0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371694746430027922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowX6VLLOJI/AAAAAAAADns/9U28aPR15F0/s400/DSC_0099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have been reading books and talking about being "nervous".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These books may be as much for me as the boys- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowX5gVsn_I/AAAAAAAADnk/JH-idoM1toU/s1600-h/DSC_0070-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371694732247080946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowX5gVsn_I/AAAAAAAADnk/JH-idoM1toU/s400/DSC_0070-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This week I have spent some time sewing special mat covers, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;blankets&lt;/span&gt; and pillow cases for the boys. I think it has made the countdown easier for me when my hands stay busy. It makes me feel I am doing something to make it easier and special for the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowW_D_5mQI/AAAAAAAADnc/MzA2tLrCoMw/s1600-h/DSC_0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371693728207051010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowW_D_5mQI/AAAAAAAADnc/MzA2tLrCoMw/s400/DSC_0077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The backpacks are ready...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowW-qE7rLI/AAAAAAAADnU/5nujeaXjYUc/s1600-h/DSC_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371693721248836786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowW-qE7rLI/AAAAAAAADnU/5nujeaXjYUc/s400/DSC_0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And we have even worked hard to get a "drop station" in our mud room for all the boys school things. I hope this will help control all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;madness&lt;/span&gt;- ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowValPFv6I/AAAAAAAADnM/5wpD0dIaMJI/s1600-h/DSC_0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371692001962344354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowValPFv6I/AAAAAAAADnM/5wpD0dIaMJI/s400/DSC_0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Thursday night we had "meet the teacher" for Little Bit's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-K 3 class. It's in the same school he has been at for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;MDO&lt;/span&gt;, so he seemed pretty confident until he realized his teacher was not going to be the same. All the way home he kept saying, "I not like Mrs. Lindsey!" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt;...we will see how the first day goes for this little booger. He did let me take a picture of him in his chair, but only if K-man was in it. Over the last few days I have been trying to "talk up" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-K. I have even told him I would bring snacks for his class on the first day. In reality he is only going two days a week right now, but he is still having a hard time with the whole idea of changing classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowUvLgWNII/AAAAAAAADm8/KWopZxfi0GE/s1600-h/DSC_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371691256321029250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowUvLgWNII/AAAAAAAADm8/KWopZxfi0GE/s400/DSC_0094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Last night&lt;/span&gt; we had "meet the teacher" for K-man's Kinder class. He had gotten a letter from his teacher last week and he has been excited to meet Mrs. Thomas. The anticipation increased as we became aware of some of the kids that would also be in his class. I have also heard really good things about this new teacher. I have to admit my heart was thumping out of my chest as were getting ready to leave, but K-man seemed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. Before we left for the "new" school, I explained it was fine for him to be shy, but he had to be nice to his teacher and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; say "hi".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowUuZkTVyI/AAAAAAAADm0/bPCgJiFY2yU/s1600-h/DSC_0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371691242915845922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowUuZkTVyI/AAAAAAAADm0/bPCgJiFY2yU/s400/DSC_0096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, he did great (and I think I did good too!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were the second ones there and had the chance to talk to the teacher and look around the room before it got busy. To K-man's joy a good friend of his from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-K arrived and he was SO excited! He also found these....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowUtqdiKcI/AAAAAAAADms/kYaTmC2g9Gc/s1600-h/DSC_0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371691230270990786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowUtqdiKcI/AAAAAAAADms/kYaTmC2g9Gc/s400/DSC_0097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DINOSAUR BOOKS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the way home K-man talked about how excited he was while I answered a couple of his questions. The one I was worried about was Little Bit. He is NOT happy about his brother going to another school. My boys really do most everything together including going to the same "school". Little Bit put it all together last night and decided he wanted to go to Kindergarten! Yep, I think the challenge will not be K-man on the first day, but Little Bit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning K-man woke up asking if he was going to Kindergarten today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that K-man is excited and confident, I am feeling better, however I will miss him during the day (I still have to get comfortable with him being gone EVERYDAY!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wise woman (my Mom) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;encouraged&lt;/span&gt; me by saying- I can get most everything done during the day so in the evening I can spend "good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;quality&lt;/span&gt;" time with the boys. Sounds great to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-1420955991181133571?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/1420955991181133571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=1420955991181133571&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/1420955991181133571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/1420955991181133571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/08/countdown.html' title='The Countdown'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SowZJ2ZU5XI/AAAAAAAADn8/Xu-BH6y1q20/s72-c/DSC_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-6320977329262321549</id><published>2009-08-11T07:41:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T10:29:43.612-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Spoiled Rotten!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SoFnHDOzHvI/AAAAAAAADmk/CSwJbcOIVdE/s1600-h/DSC_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368685601626463986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SoFnHDOzHvI/AAAAAAAADmk/CSwJbcOIVdE/s400/DSC_0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep, look what my adorable husband surprised me with last night!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, I was so lucky to have Diane (my adorable husband's sister) visit last night so she could enlighten me on the basics, but OH MY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are sooo many "Apps" that you can get on the i*Phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Questions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which ones could you just not live without?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which ones are fun for kids?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which ones are just neat?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-6320977329262321549?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/6320977329262321549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=6320977329262321549&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6320977329262321549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6320977329262321549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/08/spoiled-rotten.html' title='Spoiled Rotten!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SoFnHDOzHvI/AAAAAAAADmk/CSwJbcOIVdE/s72-c/DSC_0026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-5475874851619479465</id><published>2009-08-04T15:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T16:16:03.459-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>hello there.</title><content type='html'>My adorable husband asked the question  today in passing, "have you blogged lately?" ... After I screamed and threw something at him (feeling much better)- I agreed with him.  There is so much going on in our lives I can hardly breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let me clarify. I like to think of myself as simple person (don't laugh) with a simple life (I work very hard not overbook our family!).  I am a home body who ONLY wants to do the minimum, but I somehow always go a bit overboard. AND I tend to get overwhelmed with details and sometimes I have to admit my "freak out" emotion gets the best of me.  SO, when I say there is SOOO much going on, it may seem like nothing to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what has gone on since the last blog...sorry no pictures. Maybe later, but if I tried to find and down load all the pictures I would like to share, I might just not share anything (the overwhelmed factor!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* We spent some WONDERFUL time with my adorable husband's family at Beaver Bend, OK.&lt;br /&gt;(Ok, I really need to share some of those pictures!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Visited a museum in Idabel, Ok with a huge DINO cast of bones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* We finally had VBS at church (months of planning- whew!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* My adorable husband is deep into church softball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* A trip to Victoria to spend with my grandparents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* A trip to the Children's Museum and I-Max theater (which Little Bit so did not enjoy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Braden is totally and completely potty trained (ok, that has been around a month ago...but no post or pictures-Bummer!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Gone to Londyn's birthday party...my cousin's family has moved about 10 minutes from my house (FUN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have rearranged the living room, painted and added a piece of furniture in the living room, stained 6 pieces of furniture, gotten the house ready for painters tomorrow-  In SHORT...I have been playing home decorator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have tended to sick children...and an adorable husband, cooked at least two meals a day, washed clothes, made beds, cleaned house, played "museum" with the boys (along with other fun imaginary things-oh to be a child), and the daily activities could go on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, there you have it the SHORT version of why I have not had the chance to sit let alone if front of a computer! However, this blogging thing is fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-5475874851619479465?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/5475874851619479465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=5475874851619479465&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5475874851619479465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5475874851619479465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-there.html' title='hello there.'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-2649295621330147444</id><published>2009-07-09T20:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:37:57.179-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>Just a Planting..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlaVaQ_oVsI/AAAAAAAADmc/g8YUlTOGbXc/s1600-h/DSC_0556+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356633085274773186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlaVaQ_oVsI/AAAAAAAADmc/g8YUlTOGbXc/s400/DSC_0556+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Our garden, Gordon, has been generous to us this year. We have put canned green beans and squash (plus we have been eating them fresh like crazy), we have frozen some purple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hull&lt;/span&gt; peas (like black eye peas) and we have tomatoes, sweet potatoes, okra, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cantaloupe&lt;/span&gt; that are still filling our fridge.  If that was not enough...we decided to have a bit of a pumpkin patch this year.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlaVZy3vEvI/AAAAAAAADmU/vhu00CSU9xg/s1600-h/DSC_0559+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356633077188596466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlaVZy3vEvI/AAAAAAAADmU/vhu00CSU9xg/s400/DSC_0559+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The K-man planted "Mega" pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlaVZjBn2tI/AAAAAAAADmM/1yhFHnHGY-o/s1600-h/DSC_0564+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356633072935099090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlaVZjBn2tI/AAAAAAAADmM/1yhFHnHGY-o/s400/DSC_0564+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -and Little Bit planted "jack-o-lantern" pumpkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have had pretty good luck in the past with pumpkins...I hope they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;grow&lt;/span&gt; huge for the boys sake and excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;... I think I am getting in the mood for fall-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; a break from this Texas heat wave!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-2649295621330147444?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/2649295621330147444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=2649295621330147444&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/2649295621330147444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/2649295621330147444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-planting.html' title='Just a Planting..'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlaVaQ_oVsI/AAAAAAAADmc/g8YUlTOGbXc/s72-c/DSC_0556+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-7596880544479664839</id><published>2009-07-08T15:13:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:45:00.942-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>Whew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlVVFWvJf7I/AAAAAAAADls/wI08c1PAZms/s1600-h/DSC_0277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356280882318114738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlVVFWvJf7I/AAAAAAAADls/wI08c1PAZms/s320/DSC_0277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHEW! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have been having a non-stop SUMMER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I wonder how we manage to handle all the FUN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( I guess the naps here and there help!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlVVEwY_zQI/AAAAAAAADlk/9zdq5Om0fYE/s1600-h/DSC_0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356280872024657154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlVVEwY_zQI/AAAAAAAADlk/9zdq5Om0fYE/s320/DSC_0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have had some FUN "Family Night Outs" with our church family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlVVEZZGD1I/AAAAAAAADlc/lC0EXPe8ayk/s1600-h/DSC_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356280865851051858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlVVEZZGD1I/AAAAAAAADlc/lC0EXPe8ayk/s320/DSC_0037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are playing a serious game of kickball...&lt;br /&gt;BOYS vs Girls!&lt;br /&gt;I have to say our boys loved the whole idea of kicking a ball as hard as they could!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUWvy7v7PI/AAAAAAAADlU/Imw9GUG7m9E/s1600-h/DSC_0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356212342209113330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUWvy7v7PI/AAAAAAAADlU/Imw9GUG7m9E/s320/DSC_0044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had the opportunity to bake a Father's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Day&lt;/span&gt; dessert for the&lt;br /&gt;"Main Man" in our lives. Yes, that is sticky, cherry filling on Little Bits leg! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUWvhXQUjI/AAAAAAAADlM/TeiTMPdbvDo/s1600-h/DSC_0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356212337492644402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUWvhXQUjI/AAAAAAAADlM/TeiTMPdbvDo/s320/DSC_0091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Father's Day yearly photo. CHEESE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUWvJXHZ9I/AAAAAAAADlE/DPBxYZeWkqg/s1600-h/DSC_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356212331049609170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUWvJXHZ9I/AAAAAAAADlE/DPBxYZeWkqg/s320/DSC_0094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AND...Gordon, our garden, has once again kept us on our toes!&lt;br /&gt;We have been traveling so much that we actually canned our veggies on the road. Once at the Smith home and once at my adorable husband's parents house-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You do what ya gotta do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUWu7wmX0I/AAAAAAAADk8/b2ZcluRDF1g/s1600-h/DSC_0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356212327398399810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUWu7wmX0I/AAAAAAAADk8/b2ZcluRDF1g/s320/DSC_0109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OHHHH&lt;/span&gt; so helpful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUUozBdtTI/AAAAAAAADk0/4fmW8Tp04_g/s1600-h/DSC_0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356210022950745394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUUozBdtTI/AAAAAAAADk0/4fmW8Tp04_g/s320/DSC_0124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With all the hustle and bustle at home...we decided to take our show on the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent some time in Galveston. Is is so funny, my adorable husband and I both grew up close to the coast, so the beach was nothing special. BUT, to our boys it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; "awesome!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUUohXiOvI/AAAAAAAADks/yqwx57ZKPtw/s1600-h/DSC_0115+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356210018211478258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUUohXiOvI/AAAAAAAADks/yqwx57ZKPtw/s320/DSC_0115+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUUoZbpXoI/AAAAAAAADkk/9lNO96gN92M/s1600-h/DSC_0118+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356210016081239682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUUoZbpXoI/AAAAAAAADkk/9lNO96gN92M/s320/DSC_0118+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUUn3doqEI/AAAAAAAADkc/Z2BeQgJfc24/s1600-h/DSC_0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356210006962776130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUUn3doqEI/AAAAAAAADkc/Z2BeQgJfc24/s320/DSC_0144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have to say... the boys loved the waves, but the sand was the highlight of the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUMitsFk3I/AAAAAAAADj0/qHY1SPDpWfw/s1600-h/DSC_0152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356201122346668914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUMitsFk3I/AAAAAAAADj0/qHY1SPDpWfw/s320/DSC_0152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUMifplr4I/AAAAAAAADjs/Ih_nhXrtW_o/s1600-h/DSC_0169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356201118578093954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUMifplr4I/AAAAAAAADjs/Ih_nhXrtW_o/s320/DSC_0169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUMiL3eABI/AAAAAAAADjk/tKIdmSv7nE4/s1600-h/DSC_0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356201113267601426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUMiL3eABI/AAAAAAAADjk/tKIdmSv7nE4/s320/DSC_0176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUMhpHqxSI/AAAAAAAADjc/9iiA9Y9313Q/s1600-h/DSC_0177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356201103940306210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUMhpHqxSI/AAAAAAAADjc/9iiA9Y9313Q/s320/DSC_0177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUHiKT_MrI/AAAAAAAADjU/VXaFLC23MMU/s1600-h/DSC_0204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356195615292207794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUHiKT_MrI/AAAAAAAADjU/VXaFLC23MMU/s320/DSC_0204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also visited the Rain Forest Cafe in Galveston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUHhqKb_TI/AAAAAAAADjM/Df_FdH6cUCo/s1600-h/DSC_0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356195606662217010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUHhqKb_TI/AAAAAAAADjM/Df_FdH6cUCo/s320/DSC_0196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture says it all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUHhXGKTwI/AAAAAAAADjE/uOH8USNMxt8/s1600-h/DSC_0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356195601544007426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUHhXGKTwI/AAAAAAAADjE/uOH8USNMxt8/s320/DSC_0193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, Little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bit&lt;/span&gt; did FREAK out a bit during the TWO "thunderstorms", but the rest of the time smooth sailing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUHhI1usBI/AAAAAAAADi8/fCS2weO5924/s1600-h/DSC_0230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356195597716992018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUHhI1usBI/AAAAAAAADi8/fCS2weO5924/s320/DSC_0230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then it was off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Houston&lt;/span&gt; to spend time with the Flamingo families. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Yep, THE FLAMINGOS!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; K-man and Little Bit had not seen the other kids in ...Oh my...forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once K-man got over being shy, it was off to the pool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUDx7VyazI/AAAAAAAADi0/WkgU2hMcadI/s1600-h/DSC_0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356191488104622898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUDx7VyazI/AAAAAAAADi0/WkgU2hMcadI/s320/DSC_0242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Bit was mesmerized by sweet Kacie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...arranged marriage???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUDxZuu7RI/AAAAAAAADis/Ubz1ZmJbb_M/s1600-h/DSC_0247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356191479082446098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUDxZuu7RI/AAAAAAAADis/Ubz1ZmJbb_M/s320/DSC_0247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, this poor pool will never be the same after &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 Mommas and 8 children spent the afternoon there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUDxBO1dgI/AAAAAAAADik/IJV5ddtKm6g/s1600-h/DSC_0265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356191472506205698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUDxBO1dgI/AAAAAAAADik/IJV5ddtKm6g/s320/DSC_0265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This pictures SERIOUSLY makes my heart smile...HUGE SMILE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUDwuTDs1I/AAAAAAAADic/QdQbtXAitvk/s1600-h/DSC_0284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356191467423642450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUDwuTDs1I/AAAAAAAADic/QdQbtXAitvk/s320/DSC_0284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The three day and three night stay was PACKED! I can't think of a second that was not planned for fun! We were worn out, but just kept on running to the next event for that hour!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can we say-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SLIP and SLIDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUBvbF_UDI/AAAAAAAADiU/Uh7mwC2Ow9c/s1600-h/DSC_0301+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356189246065430578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUBvbF_UDI/AAAAAAAADiU/Uh7mwC2Ow9c/s320/DSC_0301+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUBuwz_fgI/AAAAAAAADiM/84XNkU1SjlU/s1600-h/DSC_0302+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356189234715655682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUBuwz_fgI/AAAAAAAADiM/84XNkU1SjlU/s320/DSC_0302+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUBuTCzRAI/AAAAAAAADiE/oaBCC0vr5A4/s1600-h/DSC_0336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356189226724705282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUBuTCzRAI/AAAAAAAADiE/oaBCC0vr5A4/s320/DSC_0336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh...more happy heart pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUBuAkQ8fI/AAAAAAAADh8/-BN2kTbzPsM/s1600-h/DSC_0347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356189221764788722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUBuAkQ8fI/AAAAAAAADh8/-BN2kTbzPsM/s320/DSC_0347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am blessed to have such wonderful friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We came home for a couple of days (LITERALLY!) and had just enough time to wash clothes and repack to head back down south for baby showers and some family time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUA0g_geuI/AAAAAAAADh0/3JYOktcL7Rs/s1600-h/DSC_0413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356188234036574946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUA0g_geuI/AAAAAAAADh0/3JYOktcL7Rs/s320/DSC_0413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister is due in 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; weeks and I can hardly stand it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We" are having a girl...I mean, she is having a girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lilah Claire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUA0VVALVI/AAAAAAAADhs/sJwwOCkAk0c/s1600-h/DSC_0502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356188230905507154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUA0VVALVI/AAAAAAAADhs/sJwwOCkAk0c/s320/DSC_0502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lindsey had two baby showers while we were down there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love shower cake and punch-Oh wait, it's not about me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lindsey looked adorable big belly and all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention we are having a girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUAz7hypxI/AAAAAAAADhk/G24rf7CTpa8/s1600-h/DSC_0465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356188223979824914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUAz7hypxI/AAAAAAAADhk/G24rf7CTpa8/s320/DSC_0465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I was running around drinking punch and eating cake with Lindsey and my Mom, the boys were hanging out at my adorable husband's parents house enjoying time with Grammie &amp;amp; Poppa, and of course &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Chica&lt;/span&gt; (the horse).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUAzo6WRzI/AAAAAAAADhc/2NlhPjXB03w/s1600-h/DSC_0479+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356188218982549298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlUAzo6WRzI/AAAAAAAADhc/2NlhPjXB03w/s320/DSC_0479+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlT_-lMwvXI/AAAAAAAADhM/3PJDl1zCw2M/s1600-h/DSC_0491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356187307452972402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlT_-lMwvXI/AAAAAAAADhM/3PJDl1zCw2M/s320/DSC_0491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many pictures! So little space!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were down south for about 5 days total between the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;grandparents&lt;/span&gt; and then it was back up north for more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlT_-c-mcsI/AAAAAAAADhE/nnPn_PHLWIA/s1600-h/DSC_0527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356187305246094018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlT_-c-mcsI/AAAAAAAADhE/nnPn_PHLWIA/s320/DSC_0527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it home just in time to celebrate July 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; twice! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once on the 3rd - With friends from church at a huge firework show that was right above us! BEAUTIFUL...not so fun for Little Bit! He thought they were too loud and were going to land on us (I told you they were right above us!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then on the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;- We hung out with friends from church and swam, cooked out, and of course more fireworks that Little Bit could not handle! I guess after two attempts...we have learned, they are NOT his thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlT_-JthGTI/AAAAAAAADg8/TOzTi1LAbdc/s1600-h/DSC_0532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356187300074166578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlT_-JthGTI/AAAAAAAADg8/TOzTi1LAbdc/s320/DSC_0532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlT-6GxZ7uI/AAAAAAAADg0/Cehm0w5uVoo/s1600-h/DSC_0538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356186131054063330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlT-6GxZ7uI/AAAAAAAADg0/Cehm0w5uVoo/s320/DSC_0538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlT-5pf36II/AAAAAAAADgs/GKc7NlCfq_M/s1600-h/DSC_0550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356186123195902082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlT-5pf36II/AAAAAAAADgs/GKc7NlCfq_M/s320/DSC_0550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlT-5H6HtAI/AAAAAAAADgk/NTAsfhDae3w/s1600-h/DSC_0551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356186114179183618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlT-5H6HtAI/AAAAAAAADgk/NTAsfhDae3w/s320/DSC_0551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Family FUN on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Independence&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Day&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, we were worn out after the boys getting to bed around midnight two nights in a row- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not smart to do too often...there seem to be many more tears the next day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlT-49VRDbI/AAAAAAAADgc/WVbjQY7OTRU/s1600-h/DSC_0359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356186111340252594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlT-49VRDbI/AAAAAAAADgc/WVbjQY7OTRU/s320/DSC_0359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, as you can see we are just about PLUM WORN OUT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a trip this weekend to Oklahoma and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;VBS later in July&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHEW! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this will all be over soon and the memories will be wonderful, but for right now the bed is calling my name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;worn&lt;/span&gt; out with fun summer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt; too!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-7596880544479664839?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/7596880544479664839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=7596880544479664839&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/7596880544479664839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/7596880544479664839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='Whew!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SlVVFWvJf7I/AAAAAAAADls/wI08c1PAZms/s72-c/DSC_0277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-8846775048275294562</id><published>2009-06-16T16:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T16:10:55.611-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>Shop Local</title><content type='html'>The boys and I spent some time in town today...(I avoid taking both boys at the same time at all cost), but today we made it an adventure. Between the "must" errands, we made a couple of stops at locally owned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;business&lt;/span&gt;. One is a new little specialty popcorn/fudge place and another was a  little cafe for lunch.  This past weekend I also ventured out into our down town area and loved strolling among the stores.  Why do I not do the local thing more often- I love it and it's what makes small towns great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh- we got cotton candy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt;, and pickled flavored popcorn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-8846775048275294562?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/8846775048275294562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=8846775048275294562&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8846775048275294562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8846775048275294562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/06/shop-local.html' title='Shop Local'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-5739502400597498593</id><published>2009-06-13T20:53:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T14:26:34.389-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>Caught by Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRlmk3xbmI/AAAAAAAADgU/2YUKm134kmM/s1600-h/DSC_0326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347010371002658402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRlmk3xbmI/AAAAAAAADgU/2YUKm134kmM/s400/DSC_0326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a very eventful evening yesterday (Friday evening). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About 7:00pm while picking in the garden I noticed a dark sky. As the boys continued to pick it started thundering and lightening (No big deal...just a thunderstorm, Right?). As the lightening seemed to move closer my adorable husband had the boys start making their way indoors. While waiting on the boys we noticed some low clouds moving in...I turned inside and as I did my adorable husband called for me to turn on the TV as the wind started to pick up. About that time there was a loud BOOM and the electricity went out and it started hailing!!!...we swoop up the boys and head for the closet. We had my adorable husband's laptop in the closet and as we were reading about the tornado warning for our area the house starts to creek and rattle. I slid my fingers out under the closet door to hold the door from rattling and scaring the boys- As I do I feel a weird sucking like breeze and we hear a grumbling like noise and my adorable husband asks me if that sounds like thunder...NOPE! We remain in the closet for what seems like forever! My adorable husband finally makes his way around the house. He returns with a look on his face and says..."It's gone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRlmayF5MI/AAAAAAAADgM/ACgSak2vkSQ/s1600-h/DSC_0333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347010368294479042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRlmayF5MI/AAAAAAAADgM/ACgSak2vkSQ/s400/DSC_0333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you know what is missing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yep! The &lt;a href="http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/03/4-boxes-and-slide.html"&gt; Tree Set &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When K-man was told about their Tree Set he just started sobbing and asking why God makes "Big Storms". We spent some time while we were getting over the initial shock of things talking about our faith and how thankful we were to all be alright (still a bit heart sad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRllxnO96I/AAAAAAAADgE/yQptJmBQ1Iw/s1600-h/DSC_0334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347010357243082658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRllxnO96I/AAAAAAAADgE/yQptJmBQ1Iw/s400/DSC_0334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From start (the hail) to finish I think the storm/tornado lasted a total of 10 minutes, but felt like an hour. A little side note that makes me nervous is how close the Tree Set was to where we were in the closet...still bothers me to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRllj23BpI/AAAAAAAADf8/YzrhD3bC6BA/s1600-h/DSC_0336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347010353550526098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRllj23BpI/AAAAAAAADf8/YzrhD3bC6BA/s400/DSC_0336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From what we can gather, the Tree Set was lifted and twisted and then thrown down into our garden in about 100 pieces! After talking to our neighbor, our trampoline had to have been lifted up and flown through the air, hitting his storage building and then landing in the next yard over completely destroyed with springs and poles driven into the ground in several yards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRjnLu6_1I/AAAAAAAADf0/2D30mMmcaZo/s1600-h/DSC_0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347008182411263826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRjnLu6_1I/AAAAAAAADf0/2D30mMmcaZo/s400/DSC_0341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our well staked windmill was also damaged.&lt;br /&gt;The "only" damage we had was: the Tree Set, the trampoline, the windmill, our wooden fence is a bit loose, our deck is loose, a little water damage in the hall way, the garden is flat (but we are hopeful)...Oh, I have to add in here that I was in the middle of canning a batch of green beans before the electricity went out- grrr!&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line- we feel very blessed and lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRjm5YvpuI/AAAAAAAADfs/fPc5Xjj37bs/s1600-h/DSC_0361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347008177486407394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRjm5YvpuI/AAAAAAAADfs/fPc5Xjj37bs/s400/DSC_0361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are some pictures as we made our way around our loop to check on all the neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;The sky was a bit strange until it grew dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRjmoGHtJI/AAAAAAAADfk/LZT57EJofAU/s1600-h/DSC_0348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347008172844889234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRjmoGHtJI/AAAAAAAADfk/LZT57EJofAU/s400/DSC_0348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are some neighbors checking on each other and making phone call to neighbors that were out of town. We had no electricity for about 4 hours (not really too bad considering the storm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRjmQTL7PI/AAAAAAAADfc/8HA24aV9Rlw/s1600-h/DSC_0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347008166457240818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRjmQTL7PI/AAAAAAAADfc/8HA24aV9Rlw/s400/DSC_0343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRgPHF244I/AAAAAAAADfU/rc0qCxAU6_s/s1600-h/DSC_0350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347004470313542530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRgPHF244I/AAAAAAAADfU/rc0qCxAU6_s/s400/DSC_0350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRgO8pa3WI/AAAAAAAADfM/dUov3OOhGjU/s1600-h/DSC_0367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347004467509910882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRgO8pa3WI/AAAAAAAADfM/dUov3OOhGjU/s400/DSC_0367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRgOoI5yuI/AAAAAAAADfE/juswTjay3ms/s1600-h/DSC_0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347004462004816610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRgOoI5yuI/AAAAAAAADfE/juswTjay3ms/s400/DSC_0368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRgOakei0I/AAAAAAAADe8/hhyQslBk8FU/s1600-h/DSC_0369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347004458362374978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRgOakei0I/AAAAAAAADe8/hhyQslBk8FU/s400/DSC_0369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Around our loop the damages included roofs, chimney's blown down, play sets gone, trees down and twisted, barns and shops destroyed, car ports down..BLESSING -no one was hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRda1O2Q4I/AAAAAAAADe0/ojaPqlfI9MY/s1600-h/DSC_0381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347001373142958978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRda1O2Q4I/AAAAAAAADe0/ojaPqlfI9MY/s400/DSC_0381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When the electricity finally came back on we bathed the boys and then they slept in the living room, because understandably they were a bit anxious. When we woke up, the Tree Set was still gone- Bummer! But the day was sunny and we were glad to have slept in a undamaged cozy home. We did venture out into our small community to see what other areas were hit. Here is some of what we saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRdaWTAj0I/AAAAAAAADes/_YCQ33ITRm4/s1600-h/DSC_0412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347001364838911810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRdaWTAj0I/AAAAAAAADes/_YCQ33ITRm4/s400/DSC_0412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRdaMz54VI/AAAAAAAADek/wdOKWxlvdXA/s1600-h/DSC_0413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347001362292531538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRdaMz54VI/AAAAAAAADek/wdOKWxlvdXA/s400/DSC_0413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRdZ5a5kHI/AAAAAAAADec/j1PYkAnkFxQ/s1600-h/DSC_0414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347001357087379570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRdZ5a5kHI/AAAAAAAADec/j1PYkAnkFxQ/s400/DSC_0414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRbx8rkFxI/AAAAAAAADeU/JWqbz8oY-BY/s1600-h/DSC_0416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346999571256186642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRbx8rkFxI/AAAAAAAADeU/JWqbz8oY-BY/s400/DSC_0416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRbxjx2RfI/AAAAAAAADeM/2bks_afVG_E/s1600-h/DSC_0419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346999564571657714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRbxjx2RfI/AAAAAAAADeM/2bks_afVG_E/s400/DSC_0419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRbxVsmLkI/AAAAAAAADeE/WeKuQcOK1EQ/s1600-h/DSC_0418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346999560791535170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRbxVsmLkI/AAAAAAAADeE/WeKuQcOK1EQ/s400/DSC_0418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRbxNJeIkI/AAAAAAAADd8/P1BCDxWsdyM/s1600-h/DSC_0422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346999558496723522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRbxNJeIkI/AAAAAAAADd8/P1BCDxWsdyM/s400/DSC_0422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRaPnhpH0I/AAAAAAAADd0/gwu8dNCHJyI/s1600-h/DSC_0425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346997881950248770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRaPnhpH0I/AAAAAAAADd0/gwu8dNCHJyI/s400/DSC_0425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRaPfSm3GI/AAAAAAAADds/F1MToXv0LNI/s1600-h/DSC_0429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346997879739702370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRaPfSm3GI/AAAAAAAADds/F1MToXv0LNI/s400/DSC_0429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRaPIMt8dI/AAAAAAAADdk/NMbEZkZ5zZE/s1600-h/DSC_0428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346997873540985298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRaPIMt8dI/AAAAAAAADdk/NMbEZkZ5zZE/s400/DSC_0428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRaOgqE2jI/AAAAAAAADdc/vywwKdRM-Q4/s1600-h/DSC_0433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346997862926703154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRaOgqE2jI/AAAAAAAADdc/vywwKdRM-Q4/s400/DSC_0433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRZLLwa20I/AAAAAAAADdU/EBxjrNwr2E4/s1600-h/DSC_0434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346996706264931138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRZLLwa20I/AAAAAAAADdU/EBxjrNwr2E4/s400/DSC_0434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRZKw2bGHI/AAAAAAAADdM/BqEDDrUiBnE/s1600-h/DSC_0437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346996699042355314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRZKw2bGHI/AAAAAAAADdM/BqEDDrUiBnE/s400/DSC_0437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRZKg2yeHI/AAAAAAAADdE/TBDnPZt33ZA/s1600-h/DSC_0441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346996694748919922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRZKg2yeHI/AAAAAAAADdE/TBDnPZt33ZA/s400/DSC_0441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, around our community there were neighbors helping neighbors trying to clean up and manage all the damage. There will be long days ahead for some of our neighbors. We are still not sure if there was one tornado or multiple (we were all in closets!) However, I feel blessed we are all safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRZKBQXc3I/AAAAAAAADc8/8npjjESbYYU/s1600-h/DSC_0339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346996686266266482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRZKBQXc3I/AAAAAAAADc8/8npjjESbYYU/s400/DSC_0339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While we were in the closet and K-man was trying to understand why God created storms and why He would let things like this happen...he paused to ask us if God would make a rainbow after the storm was over, "&lt;em&gt;just like for Noah&lt;/em&gt;". Oh, my sweet boy! God heard you and knew your tender heart, and He gave you your rainbow! As soon as we stepped out on our front porch this is what we saw. Thank You, Our Father, for Your promises!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tucking Little Bit in tonight he asked, "thunder tonight?...big storm?...Going in closet?" Yes, I think we all might be a little more nervous the next time a thunderstorm blows through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-5739502400597498593?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/5739502400597498593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=5739502400597498593&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5739502400597498593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5739502400597498593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/06/caught-by-surprise.html' title='Caught by Surprise!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjRlmk3xbmI/AAAAAAAADgU/2YUKm134kmM/s72-c/DSC_0326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-563000333622740864</id><published>2009-06-12T16:01:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T17:00:54.166-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>Lately...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjLC6_AN-II/AAAAAAAADcU/or5roiSpRbg/s1600-h/DSC_0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346550026242750594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjLC6_AN-II/AAAAAAAADcU/or5roiSpRbg/s400/DSC_0140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lately, I have been a bit hard on myself about this blogging thing. I seem to be so busy with the day to day life...such as chasing little pirates...that I just can't seem to do one more thing in my day. If at about 9pm I even sit down for a split second I'm "down for the count." I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had some things on my mind, but I haven't taken that chance to sit down and voice them...even now as I type I have one Little Bit telling me his is "yucky" and another bigger K-man talking to me about all fun things done at school today (and of course I pause to smile and make a comment to each thing shared), mixed with a bit of "Momma can you do this, hurry momma."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How much time should you take for yourself? I know everyone is different, but I just feel so needed sometimes I can't breath. I feel very pulled to focus on "home" things. I feel my place is in the home doing the best I can for my family and my adorable husband...but sometimes I feel that I am restless. Like I want to do for me...selfish sounding, I know. I love every minute of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;preparing&lt;/span&gt; meals for my family, keeping my home, teaching my boys about God-loving my family, I just seem to need to find a time for my own refreshing time- I also can't seem to complete anything-I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; interrupted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;continuously&lt;/span&gt;!!!! &lt;em&gt;What do you do to refresh? How much time do you take to refresh? How do those wonderful women who post amazing things they do and complete have the time and energy (some of them have a home full of wonderful children!)???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Our family recently were invited to a home to allow K-man and T. ( A boy K-man has gotten to know at his "school") to play. I was sadden by the whole visit. The almost 5 year old boy said "crap" on several occasions with his mother's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;response&lt;/span&gt;, "&lt;em&gt;don't say that, &lt;strong&gt;they&lt;/strong&gt; may not talk like that." WHATEVER! &lt;/em&gt;No, we don't talk like that and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; no child of mine is going to use that language freely- so tacky! Then the evening proceeded with his mother and father &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;continuing&lt;/span&gt; with..."T. don't play that music,...don't play that game, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;they &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;may not like it." Oh my! I was blown away by what they allowed there son to listen, watch, play and say! Not only this,but I didn't even know this family well and the mother talked about everyone and everything (and not always the most kind words were used). I was so upset. Through passing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;conversations&lt;/span&gt; and greeting with her I had no idea the family life that they led. Living in a small town, I understand that you have to be nice to everyone, but I'm not sure this family is one we will be doing much with. I think I'm in for a rude awakening. We spend so much time with friends from our church and others who are so kind hearted that the "real world" can be so shocking! I was so concerned that night that I couldn't sleep and I was physically sick the next day. I'm just so tired of the "real world"! You can bet I have hit my knees in prayer with the realization that I will have less time with the K-man as he starts "real" school next year. I am also praying to be more assertive and not to become timid when it comes to how we raise our children and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;operate&lt;/span&gt; our home. &lt;strong&gt;Those wise women with children in school...How are you combating the "real world"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-563000333622740864?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/563000333622740864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=563000333622740864&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/563000333622740864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/563000333622740864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/06/lately.html' title='Lately...'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SjLC6_AN-II/AAAAAAAADcU/or5roiSpRbg/s72-c/DSC_0140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-2146600309643088722</id><published>2009-06-08T15:32:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:13:13.800-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>That's A Wrap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si2Bi1gNuiI/AAAAAAAADcE/PV8hcz7qWmc/s1600-h/DSC_0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345070768236378658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si2Bi1gNuiI/AAAAAAAADcE/PV8hcz7qWmc/s400/DSC_0086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I could not let T-ball season &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; end without a wrap-up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the highlights of the season was K-man enjoying the day with his little league team at the Texas Rangers Little League Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si2BiiekT6I/AAAAAAAADb8/VqOpt5t0c6A/s1600-h/DSC_0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345070763129196450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si2BiiekT6I/AAAAAAAADb8/VqOpt5t0c6A/s400/DSC_0090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; K-man's team (along with my adorable husband and Little Bit)...Oh, and another 1,000 other excited little boys and girls , got the chance to walked around the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si2ANNDeFKI/AAAAAAAADb0/IdrgoR-ehmA/s1600-h/DSC_0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345069297089516706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si2ANNDeFKI/AAAAAAAADb0/IdrgoR-ehmA/s400/DSC_0091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si2AM5oFZzI/AAAAAAAADbs/EVMz4gjbFS8/s1600-h/DSC_0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345069291874379570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si2AM5oFZzI/AAAAAAAADbs/EVMz4gjbFS8/s400/DSC_0116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aren't they just to cute!...I mean manly!&lt;br /&gt;The day was also a special day for the boys because they were giving out Ranger jerseys! Little Bit is sporting one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jerseys&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si2AMmaK0gI/AAAAAAAADbk/U7jDb8ssQ14/s1600-h/DSC_0152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345069286715740674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si2AMmaK0gI/AAAAAAAADbk/U7jDb8ssQ14/s400/DSC_0152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CHEESE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si2AMc2mzRI/AAAAAAAADbc/D3nfuFfh3qg/s1600-h/DSC_0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345069284150660370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si2AMc2mzRI/AAAAAAAADbc/D3nfuFfh3qg/s400/DSC_0157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What is a day at the baseball game with out Self &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Portraits&lt;/span&gt;?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si19spjplTI/AAAAAAAADbU/wVhSELAFCLE/s1600-h/DSC_0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345066538781742386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si19spjplTI/AAAAAAAADbU/wVhSELAFCLE/s400/DSC_0153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si19sUTwZEI/AAAAAAAADbM/0d22apgtKk4/s1600-h/DSC_0177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345066533077935170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si19sUTwZEI/AAAAAAAADbM/0d22apgtKk4/s400/DSC_0177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yep! There are my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;precious&lt;/span&gt; boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si19sKzanfI/AAAAAAAADbE/QRn_qqzzHuU/s1600-h/DSC_0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345066530526371314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si19sKzanfI/AAAAAAAADbE/QRn_qqzzHuU/s400/DSC_0173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The game was VERY exciting! They boys yelled, jumped, cheered, danced, and did the wave multiple times- I think that they got the full baseball experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si19r047lcI/AAAAAAAADa8/ZjPauWPpe20/s1600-h/DSC_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345066524643923394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si19r047lcI/AAAAAAAADa8/ZjPauWPpe20/s400/DSC_0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This T-ball season was just plain FUN! K-man improved so much and he really had fun with the guys which is really what any mother wants. I love this picture because K-man is wearing my adorable husbands cap- after leaving his at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Gramzie's&lt;/span&gt; house-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;oops&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si17-Xtfy-I/AAAAAAAADa0/ndoyKXobOzY/s1600-h/DSC_0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345064644205595618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si17-Xtfy-I/AAAAAAAADa0/ndoyKXobOzY/s400/DSC_0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During this season it was fun to watch the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; between my adorable husband and K-man get a bit deeper on other levels. It warmed my heart to see the relationship between them only grow stronger. My adorable husband is K-man's #1 fan (after me of course!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si17-NjukPI/AAAAAAAADas/DebrhJUYeFw/s1600-h/DSC_0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345064641480265970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si17-NjukPI/AAAAAAAADas/DebrhJUYeFw/s400/DSC_0047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; the season could not be concluded without mentioning the Little Bit. He wanted to be just like his big brother! He was able to sit with the guys on the team and say "good game" with the other team following the game. He even got to pick out of the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hustle&lt;/span&gt; bucket" following the game, but it wasn't until the last game when he was able to stand in the outfield with his Daddy and big brother!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si179wMrwDI/AAAAAAAADak/g-yXeTm-Vew/s1600-h/DSC_0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345064633598984242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si179wMrwDI/AAAAAAAADak/g-yXeTm-Vew/s400/DSC_0048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; K-man was so sweet to little Bit! He let the little guy hand out with him and made Little Bit feel so big! Thanks for being a GREAT big brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si179p2dHGI/AAAAAAAADac/RNvyG1j3VDM/s1600-h/DSC_0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345064631895137378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si179p2dHGI/AAAAAAAADac/RNvyG1j3VDM/s400/DSC_0051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You don't have to much longer Little Guy before you will be knocking them out of the park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si14omacNtI/AAAAAAAADZ0/nH1Rj4JZByc/s1600-h/DSC_0012+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345060971660195538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si14omacNtI/AAAAAAAADZ0/nH1Rj4JZByc/s400/DSC_0012+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meet the Little League&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROYALS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si14odEsOvI/AAAAAAAADZs/hDCxlKRWsPg/s1600-h/DSC_0069-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345060969153051378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si14odEsOvI/AAAAAAAADZs/hDCxlKRWsPg/s400/DSC_0069-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, I can't neglect to mentioned that the last game K-man was hit in the face with a ball. The sweet boy cried and looked for his Daddy on the field. He was fine after a couple of reassuring words from his coach/Daddy! Way to be tough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si12wWi4dRI/AAAAAAAADZc/DClSOIU7XzA/s1600-h/DSC_0112-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345058905816331538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si12wWi4dRI/AAAAAAAADZc/DClSOIU7XzA/s400/DSC_0112-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Following the last game pizza, cupcakes and a trophy were enjoyed by the team! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;every boy on the team signed 11 game balls so each boy could have signatures from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;teammates&lt;/span&gt;! What I neat memory for K-man's first T-ball experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si12wO1n40I/AAAAAAAADZU/L_cjnttA0NA/s1600-h/DSC_0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345058903747453762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si12wO1n40I/AAAAAAAADZU/L_cjnttA0NA/s400/DSC_0117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The proud Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si12v1H1v1I/AAAAAAAADZM/nduUl1oYLuo/s1600-h/DSC_0125-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345058896844537682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si12v1H1v1I/AAAAAAAADZM/nduUl1oYLuo/s400/DSC_0125-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And you better believe this K-man has a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VERY PROUD Momma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K-man you did great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-2146600309643088722?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/2146600309643088722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=2146600309643088722&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/2146600309643088722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/2146600309643088722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/06/thats-wrap.html' title='That&apos;s A Wrap!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Si2Bi1gNuiI/AAAAAAAADcE/PV8hcz7qWmc/s72-c/DSC_0086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-1145268939684981833</id><published>2009-05-27T07:21:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:44:28.005-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>Proud of YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh00V4iOuYI/AAAAAAAADZE/BdSZGaFyQ98/s1600-h/DSC_0022-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340482283689130370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh00V4iOuYI/AAAAAAAADZE/BdSZGaFyQ98/s400/DSC_0022-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Granny, the K-man's Great-Granny, has been in the hospital for over a week with several &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;issues&lt;/span&gt;. I got a phone call Sunday that Granny was asking when she would see me and the boys. That is all I needed to head down there as soon a s I could! We came up with a plan for me to take off from work then we would leave after K-man's graduation from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-K on Wednesday and spend several days with my family. WELL...We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; a phone call Tuesday (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt;) , around lunch time, to remind us that graduation was changed to this coming Thursday... WHAT? The day of graduation and we find out it has been changed!!! You just don't do that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started to cry. I'm really struggling letting my little boy "out in the world" to attend kindergarten next year (that is another post!) and being so far from family. Well, at that moment I just needed to cry. &lt;em&gt;K-man had been practicing for weeks for his graduation program...he had been singing the songs at home...he was excited about wearing a graduation hat...my Granny has been so sick...she is so weak...she wants to see us...I love her so much...I have already taken off work...Trey will not be able to be at the re-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;scheduled&lt;/span&gt; graduation due to work...we just found out!..I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;being&lt;/span&gt; packing...I want to do it all!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I talked with K-man. In a wise, sweet little voice he concluded, &lt;em&gt;" I will be sad not to do my program, because it is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt;, BUT I would be more sad not to see Great Granny because she has been sick."&lt;/em&gt; As my eyes filled with tears I knew he understood how important family was. I was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt; of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;understanding&lt;/span&gt; of the situation. Then in a whirl wind my mind spun into action trying to make the night special for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh00Vn3CiJI/AAAAAAAADY8/IFKhAwEjxDQ/s1600-h/DSC_0043+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340482279213009042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh00Vn3CiJI/AAAAAAAADY8/IFKhAwEjxDQ/s400/DSC_0043+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; K-man was THRILLED with the idea of a fun night a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;CHUCK E.&lt;/span&gt; CHEESE! My adorable husband let his love for us shine as he hauled us all to the K-man 's school to pick up his graduation shirt so he could wear it on our night out and then to the Big City to find a graduation hat and head to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Chuck E&lt;/span&gt; Cheese to celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh00F0tTQiI/AAAAAAAADY0/cKyzQOdNYgI/s1600-h/DSC_0023-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340482007783916066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh00F0tTQiI/AAAAAAAADY0/cKyzQOdNYgI/s400/DSC_0023-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The workers there made K-man feel so special, making him feel so "big" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he would be going into Kindergarten!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh00FtZ_AHI/AAAAAAAADYs/pCEnjPp55kw/s1600-h/DSC_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340482005823848562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh00FtZ_AHI/AAAAAAAADYs/pCEnjPp55kw/s400/DSC_0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Bit didn't mind helping K-man celebrate either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh00FcpoppI/AAAAAAAADYk/UlOPYY7qVcw/s1600-h/DSC_0040-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340482001326089874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh00FcpoppI/AAAAAAAADYk/UlOPYY7qVcw/s400/DSC_0040-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had special gifts for K-man letting him know how proud we are - how he has behaved at school and with friends, how he continues to make good decisions, and how he shows his love for God through his daily actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh00FGjo50I/AAAAAAAADYc/wC5IwBQscic/s1600-h/DSC_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340481995395360578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh00FGjo50I/AAAAAAAADYc/wC5IwBQscic/s400/DSC_0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let the games begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh0xRHgzJ7I/AAAAAAAADYU/5xSo7nKEIPk/s1600-h/DSC_0064-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340478903275431858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh0xRHgzJ7I/AAAAAAAADYU/5xSo7nKEIPk/s400/DSC_0064-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh0xQ8HrtDI/AAAAAAAADYM/lVE82jwV7r0/s1600-h/DSC_0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340478900217295922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh0xQ8HrtDI/AAAAAAAADYM/lVE82jwV7r0/s400/DSC_0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh0xQtxEJgI/AAAAAAAADYE/KFxYkJXYoUA/s1600-h/DSC_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340478896364332546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh0xQtxEJgI/AAAAAAAADYE/KFxYkJXYoUA/s400/DSC_0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The proud Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh0xQLfjIeI/AAAAAAAADX8/F_J9onxYmIc/s1600-h/DSC_0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340478887164060130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh0xQLfjIeI/AAAAAAAADX8/F_J9onxYmIc/s400/DSC_0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The proud Momma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K-man, I love you so much. I know you will do great things for our Father. Your love for your family is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;evident&lt;/span&gt; and makes me proud. I hope this night you had fun and felt a glimpse of how proud we are of you!...You looked adorable with your graduation hat on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-1145268939684981833?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/1145268939684981833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=1145268939684981833&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/1145268939684981833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/1145268939684981833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/05/proud-of-you.html' title='Proud of YOU'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sh00V4iOuYI/AAAAAAAADZE/BdSZGaFyQ98/s72-c/DSC_0022-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-3711043047391747416</id><published>2009-05-21T20:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:53:32.684-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>Pre-K graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ShYFlA3pepI/AAAAAAAADX0/R3N1Rmj2ZDg/s1600-h/img001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338460541741005458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ShYFlA3pepI/AAAAAAAADX0/R3N1Rmj2ZDg/s400/img001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight I am picking out pictures for K-man's graduation. His Pre-K school has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;slide show&lt;/span&gt; during the graduation program. My heart is so tender. How am I ever going to make it through his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-K graduation without tears. Tonight as I was watching K-man, while my adorable husband was reading the boys their bed time stories, I could still see my baby boy with his huge blue eyes looking up at me reaching for his Momma...yes, my heart is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; tender tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-3711043047391747416?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/3711043047391747416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=3711043047391747416&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/3711043047391747416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/3711043047391747416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/05/pre-k-graduation.html' title='Pre-K graduation'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ShYFlA3pepI/AAAAAAAADX0/R3N1Rmj2ZDg/s72-c/img001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-5573421222357618572</id><published>2009-05-12T15:04:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:51:55.735-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>A "Picture Perfect" day at the zoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnjtYXjZFI/AAAAAAAADXs/TNF9KeUMzGM/s1600-h/DSC_0229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335045602371920978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnjtYXjZFI/AAAAAAAADXs/TNF9KeUMzGM/s400/DSC_0229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our fun family trip to San Antonio we took some time to enjoy the Zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnjQAfbxPI/AAAAAAAADXk/KsH4pjUH7_c/s1600-h/DSC_0273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335045097746318578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnjQAfbxPI/AAAAAAAADXk/KsH4pjUH7_c/s400/DSC_0273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys have always enjoyed animals and never tire of visiting various zoos.&lt;br /&gt;However, this day we decided to give each of the boys a disposable camera to see the zoo through their eyes...&lt;br /&gt;It made the day so much fun to see the boys running around trying to get the best picture and getting excited about the pictures they took. It did take a little explaining to why they couldn't see the picture after it was taken AND that we would have to get the film developed at a store...(oh, the good old days-Ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnjP_gx9MI/AAAAAAAADXc/dfpau8cV8U4/s1600-h/DSC_0300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335045097483531458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnjP_gx9MI/AAAAAAAADXc/dfpau8cV8U4/s400/DSC_0300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnjPrEriZI/AAAAAAAADXU/kmpFYIERof4/s1600-h/DSC_0231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335045091996961170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnjPrEriZI/AAAAAAAADXU/kmpFYIERof4/s400/DSC_0231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnjPcPxgAI/AAAAAAAADXM/0qfpdfiYrcE/s1600-h/DSC_0238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335045088016957442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnjPcPxgAI/AAAAAAAADXM/0qfpdfiYrcE/s400/DSC_0238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnhwuNeXYI/AAAAAAAADXE/Twam8EPrpjg/s1600-h/DSC_0250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335043460751580546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnhwuNeXYI/AAAAAAAADXE/Twam8EPrpjg/s400/DSC_0250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite exhibit at the San Antonio Zoo was the butterfly garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We could not touch the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;butterflies&lt;/span&gt; and when we exited we had to make sure there were none remaining on our clothing. The butterflies were so beautiful AND there were just so many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnhwdinRwI/AAAAAAAADW8/R-8QblIWJGs/s1600-h/DSC_0249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335043456276842242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnhwdinRwI/AAAAAAAADW8/R-8QblIWJGs/s400/DSC_0249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnhwI97bJI/AAAAAAAADW0/lSGlEkYJH7s/s1600-h/DSC_0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335043450754264210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnhwI97bJI/AAAAAAAADW0/lSGlEkYJH7s/s400/DSC_0257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnhvxNagfI/AAAAAAAADWs/yp2caYVxndE/s1600-h/DSC_0259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335043444376764914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnhvxNagfI/AAAAAAAADWs/yp2caYVxndE/s400/DSC_0259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgngH39Y-nI/AAAAAAAADWk/Pbba7ApEVnI/s1600-h/DSC_0277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335041659482208882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgngH39Y-nI/AAAAAAAADWk/Pbba7ApEVnI/s400/DSC_0277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NOW, the boys favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;exhibit&lt;/span&gt; were the reptiles! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ohhhh&lt;/span&gt;...I have never been very fond of snakes and the like, but you do what you have to do. I spent much of my time talking to the boys about what to do if they saw a snake and enjoying there reaction to the "cool" and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;" creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgngHvPLKzI/AAAAAAAADWc/6kRA6EMpBvc/s1600-h/DSC_0281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335041657140882226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgngHvPLKzI/AAAAAAAADWc/6kRA6EMpBvc/s400/DSC_0281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgngHQ6WIqI/AAAAAAAADWU/4KiADr8rbKs/s1600-h/DSC_0282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335041649000456866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgngHQ6WIqI/AAAAAAAADWU/4KiADr8rbKs/s400/DSC_0282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgngHEh1ihI/AAAAAAAADWM/-9M52yFcMKI/s1600-h/DSC_0283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335041645676431890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgngHEh1ihI/AAAAAAAADWM/-9M52yFcMKI/s400/DSC_0283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnYsE7h-rI/AAAAAAAADWE/HRRvWgCWMDA/s1600-h/DSC_0245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335033485346339506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnYsE7h-rI/AAAAAAAADWE/HRRvWgCWMDA/s400/DSC_0245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnYr-ry6JI/AAAAAAAADV8/VpmfWHwDHDw/s1600-h/DSC_0339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335033483669727378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnYr-ry6JI/AAAAAAAADV8/VpmfWHwDHDw/s400/DSC_0339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, of course throughout the day I took many pictures and here are some that tug on my heart strings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnXt9yKC2I/AAAAAAAADV0/MOqEsbxzr38/s1600-h/DSC_0355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335032418276084578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnXt9yKC2I/AAAAAAAADV0/MOqEsbxzr38/s400/DSC_0355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnXtvS3FnI/AAAAAAAADVs/m-tYpnXM0FA/s1600-h/DSC_0320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335032414386722418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnXtvS3FnI/AAAAAAAADVs/m-tYpnXM0FA/s400/DSC_0320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnXtdYdcNI/AAAAAAAADVk/7o94tsdtlxY/s1600-h/DSC_0307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335032409578369234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnXtdYdcNI/AAAAAAAADVk/7o94tsdtlxY/s400/DSC_0307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnXtCQrAkI/AAAAAAAADVc/pPSnjidcrsg/s1600-h/DSC_0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335032402297946690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnXtCQrAkI/AAAAAAAADVc/pPSnjidcrsg/s400/DSC_0275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;What ideas do you have for making the trips to the zoo an adventure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-5573421222357618572?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/5573421222357618572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=5573421222357618572&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5573421222357618572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5573421222357618572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-typical-day-at-zoo.html' title='A &quot;Picture Perfect&quot; day at the zoo!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SgnjtYXjZFI/AAAAAAAADXs/TNF9KeUMzGM/s72-c/DSC_0229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-7424231609343567080</id><published>2009-05-10T18:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T07:03:29.336-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>A Mother's Day Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SggSJJwcZjI/AAAAAAAADVU/CUIj8v9MhJQ/s1600-h/DSC_0090+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334533707067582002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SggSJJwcZjI/AAAAAAAADVU/CUIj8v9MhJQ/s400/DSC_0090+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am NOT going to say being a Momma to two little boys is easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT I 'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; loving every minute of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; father, thank you for my boys. I never knew how much better I would understand our relationship by having children. I love them so much and I am working daily be the mother to them you have called me to be.  I make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mistakes&lt;/span&gt;, but I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;relieved&lt;/span&gt; to understand that you are in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;control&lt;/span&gt; and you make everything right. Thank you for selecting me and my adorable husband to raise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kannon&lt;/span&gt; and Braden- I am honored. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-7424231609343567080?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/7424231609343567080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=7424231609343567080&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/7424231609343567080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/7424231609343567080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-smile.html' title='A Mother&apos;s Day Smile'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SggSJJwcZjI/AAAAAAAADVU/CUIj8v9MhJQ/s72-c/DSC_0090+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-7217748396462782754</id><published>2009-04-28T21:02:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:00:55.904-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>San Antonio Adventure- Sea World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe8JkUZwsI/AAAAAAAADVM/oK4IxRaox3A/s1600-h/DSC_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329935556570366658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe8JkUZwsI/AAAAAAAADVM/oK4IxRaox3A/s400/DSC_0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sea World...The Boys first time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Firsts are so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We counted down the day until we left for about two weeks- that is a VERY long count down for two VERY excited little boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe8JGQIWgI/AAAAAAAADVE/iesnXUd23g4/s1600-h/DSC_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329935548499384834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe8JGQIWgI/AAAAAAAADVE/iesnXUd23g4/s400/DSC_0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe8I1MFUGI/AAAAAAAADU8/VUEAXWhiqN4/s1600-h/DSC_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329935543919005794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe8I1MFUGI/AAAAAAAADU8/VUEAXWhiqN4/s400/DSC_0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys were mesmerized and just soaked it all in...one show at a time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe8IsB7P3I/AAAAAAAADU0/Z4DI9yFPmcA/s1600-h/DSC_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329935541460483954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe8IsB7P3I/AAAAAAAADU0/Z4DI9yFPmcA/s400/DSC_0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;whale &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;worth the wait! (I'm so clever!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe7D8S1EOI/AAAAAAAADUs/aBuc69zTZ0Q/s1600-h/DSC_0034-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329934360415375586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe7D8S1EOI/AAAAAAAADUs/aBuc69zTZ0Q/s400/DSC_0034-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; K-man was excited to feed the seals following one of the shows, however Little Bit had no use for the stinky little fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe7DpnljSI/AAAAAAAADUk/fINcMU7kw9w/s1600-h/DSC_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329934355402165538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe7DpnljSI/AAAAAAAADUk/fINcMU7kw9w/s400/DSC_0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now, one of my absolute favorite memories will always be K-man's first &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROLLER COASTER ride~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we headed up through the line the K-man got quieter and became very still (which is a HUGE deal if you know my first born!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe7DR3bZKI/AAAAAAAADUc/FtNkx-cOv00/s1600-h/DSC_0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329934349026157730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe7DR3bZKI/AAAAAAAADUc/FtNkx-cOv00/s400/DSC_0054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; However, once the ride started he yelled and laughed through the whole ride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to admit I laughed with and at him the entire time...I don't remember having so much fun on a roller coaster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe7DFsqzEI/AAAAAAAADUU/H4VfPeSp_bU/s1600-h/DSC_0053-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329934345759804482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe7DFsqzEI/AAAAAAAADUU/H4VfPeSp_bU/s400/DSC_0053-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture of him! It totally captures how much fun he had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe6PZ-g7XI/AAAAAAAADUM/nOeQXPsQbf4/s1600-h/DSC_0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329933457850166642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe6PZ-g7XI/AAAAAAAADUM/nOeQXPsQbf4/s400/DSC_0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of our family favorites was feeding and touching the dolphins~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe6PMvTjOI/AAAAAAAADUE/1uzi_XbHbwE/s1600-h/DSC_0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329933454296714466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe6PMvTjOI/AAAAAAAADUE/1uzi_XbHbwE/s400/DSC_0075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Bit needed some encouragement, but came around after three containers of smelly fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe6OzND_II/AAAAAAAADT8/zv5Y1KfLlGI/s1600-h/DSC_0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329933447442201730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe6OzND_II/AAAAAAAADT8/zv5Y1KfLlGI/s400/DSC_0090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe6Optbb7I/AAAAAAAADT0/6lpWC39AX4I/s1600-h/DSC_0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329933444893601714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe6Optbb7I/AAAAAAAADT0/6lpWC39AX4I/s400/DSC_0099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who do these crazy looking boys belong to ...Well, me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a 4-D pirate movie that played throughout the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The K-man laughed through the whole thing as we got pooped on (with real water)by birds and stung by bees as our seat vibrated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe5Qtn0Z9I/AAAAAAAADTs/PlTPZPqXsRI/s1600-h/DSC_0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329932380791924690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe5Qtn0Z9I/AAAAAAAADTs/PlTPZPqXsRI/s400/DSC_0101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Although this little booger only made it through the fist 15 minutes...the bees finished him off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I relied on the K-man to give me a full report on the rest of the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe next time little guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe5QRlBKPI/AAAAAAAADTk/qBNxngwfTHM/s1600-h/DSC_0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329932373263984882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe5QRlBKPI/AAAAAAAADTk/qBNxngwfTHM/s400/DSC_0137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe5QTKzg7I/AAAAAAAADTc/pVv7FlfjAKs/s1600-h/DSC_0145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329932373690909618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe5QTKzg7I/AAAAAAAADTc/pVv7FlfjAKs/s400/DSC_0145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Bit loved the shows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was frozen not missing anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He would tell us what he saw in very dramatic fashion once the show was over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe5QEMIt9I/AAAAAAAADTU/rNFQZhPojsw/s1600-h/DSC_0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329932369669961682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe5QEMIt9I/AAAAAAAADTU/rNFQZhPojsw/s400/DSC_0149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are some favorite photos fro m our day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe4MhnNmSI/AAAAAAAADTM/JdBlf444Vaw/s1600-h/DSC_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329931209337051426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe4MhnNmSI/AAAAAAAADTM/JdBlf444Vaw/s400/DSC_0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe4MU-M1LI/AAAAAAAADTE/yIse1_PxaO4/s1600-h/DSC_0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329931205943809202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe4MU-M1LI/AAAAAAAADTE/yIse1_PxaO4/s400/DSC_0097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe4MJSyDOI/AAAAAAAADS8/sS2qy3akNVA/s1600-h/DSC_0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329931202808909026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe4MJSyDOI/AAAAAAAADS8/sS2qy3akNVA/s400/DSC_0114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe4Lm3I6II/AAAAAAAADS0/TGVJMGt3srg/s1600-h/DSC_0118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329931193566161026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe4Lm3I6II/AAAAAAAADS0/TGVJMGt3srg/s400/DSC_0118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe3BH1syHI/AAAAAAAADSs/_jsJeZJygAA/s1600-h/DSC_0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329929913928304754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe3BH1syHI/AAAAAAAADSs/_jsJeZJygAA/s400/DSC_0182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saved Shamu for last!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was WHALE worth the wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was our GRAND FINALE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe3A9txZcI/AAAAAAAADSk/lF4BVD1Gdjc/s1600-h/DSC_0190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329929911210698178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe3A9txZcI/AAAAAAAADSk/lF4BVD1Gdjc/s400/DSC_0190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe3Ap75WwI/AAAAAAAADSc/eWP3IjSmUYo/s1600-h/DSC_0171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329929905901230850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe3Ap75WwI/AAAAAAAADSc/eWP3IjSmUYo/s400/DSC_0171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe3AZlsKXI/AAAAAAAADSU/0p8OZhew7O4/s1600-h/DSC_0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329929901513124210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe3AZlsKXI/AAAAAAAADSU/0p8OZhew7O4/s400/DSC_0213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The day ended with two happy (but tired) little boys holding Shamu ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just seemed right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-7217748396462782754?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/7217748396462782754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=7217748396462782754&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/7217748396462782754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/7217748396462782754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/04/san-antonio-adventure-sea-world.html' title='San Antonio Adventure- Sea World'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sfe8JkUZwsI/AAAAAAAADVM/oK4IxRaox3A/s72-c/DSC_0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-3028576781631724159</id><published>2009-04-23T10:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T10:41:05.466-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>The Faces of Little Bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SfCHmElwLmI/AAAAAAAADSM/KwxKbZ0siBA/s1600-h/DSC_0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327907447316164194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SfCHmElwLmI/AAAAAAAADSM/KwxKbZ0siBA/s400/DSC_0054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SfCHlwObiFI/AAAAAAAADSE/FtblhzEt5pM/s1600-h/DSC_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327907441849632850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SfCHlwObiFI/AAAAAAAADSE/FtblhzEt5pM/s400/DSC_0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SfCHliKr_xI/AAAAAAAADR8/3_3GaQotvbY/s1600-h/DSC_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327907438075838226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SfCHliKr_xI/AAAAAAAADR8/3_3GaQotvbY/s400/DSC_0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, this is my second born! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is the HAM of the family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is a ball of energy with a bit of spunk attached!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had to share these pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you Little Bit~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-3028576781631724159?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/3028576781631724159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=3028576781631724159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/3028576781631724159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/3028576781631724159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/04/faces-of-little-bit.html' title='The Faces of Little Bit'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SfCHmElwLmI/AAAAAAAADSM/KwxKbZ0siBA/s72-c/DSC_0054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-5327561655941251683</id><published>2009-04-18T14:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:00:17.875-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>Batter-Up Little Man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZHWu-81xI/AAAAAAAADQM/9TMl5J4GT0A/s1600-h/DSC_0143-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325022065306949394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZHWu-81xI/AAAAAAAADQM/9TMl5J4GT0A/s400/DSC_0143-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Full Swing &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with T-ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZHKDYxEII/AAAAAAAADQE/-31FxR-jECU/s1600-h/DSC_0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325021847445639298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZHKDYxEII/AAAAAAAADQE/-31FxR-jECU/s400/DSC_0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our T-ball experience started off a bit rocky (I say &lt;em&gt;OUR&lt;/em&gt; because I found that when you are in the world of sports it changes the routine of the WHOLE family!)...after K-man went to tryouts, my adorable husband came home concerned that K-Man would &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt; to stay in the outfield the whole season so he wouldn't get "killed out there"! K-man is the youngest boy on his team. However, over the last several weeks of practices, practice games, and now games he has really come a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VERY LONG WAY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZHJy6PXiI/AAAAAAAADP8/73JEOIHi5vg/s1600-h/DSC_0186-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325021843022634530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZHJy6PXiI/AAAAAAAADP8/73JEOIHi5vg/s400/DSC_0186-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With my adorable husband as one of then team coaches I have seen an added dynamic to their relationship develop . With soccer my adorable husband really wasn't able to instruct K-man much, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT &lt;/strong&gt;baseball...we are in his element!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZHJh7g8LI/AAAAAAAADP0/sHqG2j_Ms_k/s1600-h/DSC_0189-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325021838464577714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZHJh7g8LI/AAAAAAAADP0/sHqG2j_Ms_k/s400/DSC_0189-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a joy to see the K-man's love for the game deepen and my adorable husband become somewhat of a kid again (ok, really...he has never grown -up). But, still fun to watch them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZHJljpCXI/AAAAAAAADPs/WxF18Wycu38/s1600-h/kannon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325021839438186866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZHJljpCXI/AAAAAAAADPs/WxF18Wycu38/s400/kannon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My adorable husband has learned a bit more about patience, while K-man has leaned to catch, hit and RUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZGRl8Pd1I/AAAAAAAADPk/0oYTXdJ2_bU/s1600-h/DSC_0236-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325020877468694354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZGRl8Pd1I/AAAAAAAADPk/0oYTXdJ2_bU/s400/DSC_0236-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZGRZSCXgI/AAAAAAAADPc/bfk7RuuS1-E/s1600-h/DSC_0170-2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325020874070449666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZGRZSCXgI/AAAAAAAADPc/bfk7RuuS1-E/s400/DSC_0170-2+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a hard time getting the K-man to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to first base instead of jog. He just watched the ball and jogs there not really caring if he is out or not.&lt;strong&gt;Solution&lt;/strong&gt;: I have told him every time he make it to first base with out being tagged out he gets a baseball card. &lt;strong&gt;Problem&lt;/strong&gt;: Once he makes it to first base he looks for me in the stands and hollers, " &lt;em&gt;Momma, I made it to first! I get a baseball card, right?!" &lt;/em&gt;(my poor husband just rolls his eyes-oops!)He HAS been faster lately though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZGRQaZfkI/AAAAAAAADPU/5wm8JdfZuqM/s1600-h/DSC_0211-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325020871689600578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZGRQaZfkI/AAAAAAAADPU/5wm8JdfZuqM/s400/DSC_0211-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZGRKIqUQI/AAAAAAAADPM/3mKlCQWkbpE/s1600-h/DSC_0225-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325020870004592898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZGRKIqUQI/AAAAAAAADPM/3mKlCQWkbpE/s400/DSC_0225-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little man also has a tendency to play in the dirt! He is usually covered from head to toe at the end of the game. That red dirt is just too cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZFWdpmDAI/AAAAAAAADPE/E6J8ocIK5NU/s1600-h/DSC_0226-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325019861630716930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZFWdpmDAI/AAAAAAAADPE/E6J8ocIK5NU/s400/DSC_0226-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZFWQ6EE1I/AAAAAAAADO8/Z3hAwWurCWM/s1600-h/DSC_0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325019858210132818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZFWQ6EE1I/AAAAAAAADO8/Z3hAwWurCWM/s400/DSC_0276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZFV3e_96I/AAAAAAAADO0/Rgan_Xjvzfg/s1600-h/DSC_0288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325019851385730978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZFV3e_96I/AAAAAAAADO0/Rgan_Xjvzfg/s400/DSC_0288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;K-man is on a GREAT team with some adorable little boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have gotten better every game and we actually won a game last week. (most of the time it is a tie because it is 5 runs or three outs each team up).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZFVs5fM8I/AAAAAAAADOs/W7ft_sSN4iY/s1600-h/DSC_0258-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325019848544039874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZFVs5fM8I/AAAAAAAADOs/W7ft_sSN4iY/s400/DSC_0258-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What have I leaned so far:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. What the K-man wears is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;outfit, but a Uniform!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Grass stains and red dirt do not always come out after the first wash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Baseball cards can disturb a game in progress (ie. "Momma, I'm on first!")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Baseball bats hurt when hit by one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Do not interrupt a coaching moment between my adorable husband and K-man even if just trying to encourage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. You don't say, "your blue outfit makes your blue eyes so bright" or "you look so cute" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. Supper at 5:30 and bedtime at 7:30 is a thing of the past (at least two to three days a week!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. Little Bit wants to play too!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9. It is always windy and cooler at the T-ball field!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10. Your child is the BEST player at there &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NO MATTER WHAT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-5327561655941251683?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/5327561655941251683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=5327561655941251683&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5327561655941251683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5327561655941251683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/04/batter-up-little-man.html' title='Batter-Up Little Man!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeZHWu-81xI/AAAAAAAADQM/9TMl5J4GT0A/s72-c/DSC_0143-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-1708811433859613597</id><published>2009-04-15T22:12:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:06:19.263-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>Tea Anyone??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Seana8OOAOI/AAAAAAAADR0/CHIRTrosJT8/s1600-h/DSC_0101-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325127690696392930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Seana8OOAOI/AAAAAAAADR0/CHIRTrosJT8/s400/DSC_0101-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am one of those Momma's that feel educating your children empowers them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, I took the K-man to a Tea Party in our small town. I was so proud of him and the other proud Americans and their families that we marched with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeamwhrV4tI/AAAAAAAADRs/huw7AxoxYyM/s1600-h/DSC_0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325126962016281298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeamwhrV4tI/AAAAAAAADRs/huw7AxoxYyM/s400/DSC_0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeamwY4nE_I/AAAAAAAADRk/Ib2kWxRBEKU/s1600-h/DSC_0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325126959656014834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeamwY4nE_I/AAAAAAAADRk/Ib2kWxRBEKU/s400/DSC_0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am not sure how many marched around the downtown courthouse and stayed for the speeches. One estimate was 1,500ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeamvIKCRmI/AAAAAAAADRc/vyTXaDcq8fA/s1600-h/DSC_0056-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325126937985828450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeamvIKCRmI/AAAAAAAADRc/vyTXaDcq8fA/s400/DSC_0056-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know was there was one little boy who was happy to march around waving the American flag while others honked their horns and cheered him on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeamuOdWp1I/AAAAAAAADRU/3n5_0OXmK4w/s1600-h/DSC_0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325126922497599314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeamuOdWp1I/AAAAAAAADRU/3n5_0OXmK4w/s400/DSC_0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sweet boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Seal0gn-uYI/AAAAAAAADRM/CM4oge4F5tU/s1600-h/DSC_0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325125930941593986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Seal0gn-uYI/AAAAAAAADRM/CM4oge4F5tU/s400/DSC_0073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the rally following the march there were many wonderful speeches, but the thing that touched me the most was the prayer for our nation and 1,000 people saying the pledge to our wonderful country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Seal0ZigGdI/AAAAAAAADRE/XjqmtkdbBpU/s1600-h/DSC_0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325125929039567314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Seal0ZigGdI/AAAAAAAADRE/XjqmtkdbBpU/s400/DSC_0072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ran into some friends from church and we were able to share the experience with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Seal0D0dv3I/AAAAAAAADQ8/IcSNks-R12E/s1600-h/DSC_0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325125923209330546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Seal0D0dv3I/AAAAAAAADQ8/IcSNks-R12E/s400/DSC_0061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sealzy15dqI/AAAAAAAADQ0/T8CY6F1-MNs/s1600-h/DSC_0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325125918651938466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Sealzy15dqI/AAAAAAAADQ0/T8CY6F1-MNs/s400/DSC_0079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeakdDzIXAI/AAAAAAAADQs/A8m8vU6M6ho/s1600-h/DSC_0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325124428555115522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeakdDzIXAI/AAAAAAAADQs/A8m8vU6M6ho/s400/DSC_0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Seakc1YN6RI/AAAAAAAADQk/0_-eOQj5aow/s1600-h/DSC_0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325124424684136722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Seakc1YN6RI/AAAAAAAADQk/0_-eOQj5aow/s400/DSC_0098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The signs were also fun to read...some people are just so creative!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeakciwuKKI/AAAAAAAADQc/mriuUdvbISw/s1600-h/DSC_0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325124419686639778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SeakciwuKKI/AAAAAAAADQc/mriuUdvbISw/s400/DSC_0086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want the K-man to understand how wonderful it is to be free! Free to worship our God, Free to live where we want, Free to become who we want...Free to stand up for what you believe in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also explained today  when we don't agree with how things are going in our government we must stand up in a respectful way.  We must stand up for our belief in God and the good of others. We must always stand strong for what we believe to be true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Seakcb6mefI/AAAAAAAADQU/z_rqU_MyE0k/s1600-h/DSC_0060-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325124417849031154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Seakcb6mefI/AAAAAAAADQU/z_rqU_MyE0k/s400/DSC_0060-1+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; God Bless America!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stand up for what you believe in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-1708811433859613597?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/1708811433859613597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=1708811433859613597&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/1708811433859613597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/1708811433859613597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/04/tea-anyone.html' title='Tea Anyone??'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Seana8OOAOI/AAAAAAAADR0/CHIRTrosJT8/s72-c/DSC_0101-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-246847614489091299</id><published>2009-04-13T19:26:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:10:56.621-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>And the Fun Contniues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePkID6N_fI/AAAAAAAADOk/xrbi9uQXfLs/s1600-h/DSC_0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324350011621637618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePkID6N_fI/AAAAAAAADOk/xrbi9uQXfLs/s320/DSC_0099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With Easter comes the adventure of dying and decorating eggs with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;two boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePkH0TZpLI/AAAAAAAADOc/iI2MaM2Y6lw/s1600-h/DSC_0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324350007432291506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePkH0TZpLI/AAAAAAAADOc/iI2MaM2Y6lw/s320/DSC_0149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePjoDcTFNI/AAAAAAAADOU/mnXwMNhFhtU/s1600-h/DSC_0151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324349461740328146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePjoDcTFNI/AAAAAAAADOU/mnXwMNhFhtU/s320/DSC_0151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePjoIPVNpI/AAAAAAAADOM/MlKTKMa4_ok/s1600-h/DSC_0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324349463028119186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePjoIPVNpI/AAAAAAAADOM/MlKTKMa4_ok/s320/DSC_0133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePjn2Z4FxI/AAAAAAAADOE/L7Vpxb6ORQw/s1600-h/DSC_0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324349458240509714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePjn2Z4FxI/AAAAAAAADOE/L7Vpxb6ORQw/s320/DSC_0138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePjnRdFaxI/AAAAAAAADN8/yOdfzue5Efs/s1600-h/DSC_0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324349448321854226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePjnRdFaxI/AAAAAAAADN8/yOdfzue5Efs/s320/DSC_0157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ...we did it with NO crying, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;whining&lt;/span&gt;, or breaking anything!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePikFWETiI/AAAAAAAADN0/2RC2XHuH-DQ/s1600-h/DSC_0181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324348294019960354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePikFWETiI/AAAAAAAADN0/2RC2XHuH-DQ/s320/DSC_0181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePii3J1U2I/AAAAAAAADNs/qxH569-8ugM/s1600-h/DSC_0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324348273030681442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePii3J1U2I/AAAAAAAADNs/qxH569-8ugM/s320/DSC_0182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePiittLxWI/AAAAAAAADNk/qwjKqEivzFw/s1600-h/DSC_0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324348270494598498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePiittLxWI/AAAAAAAADNk/qwjKqEivzFw/s320/DSC_0139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePiiUyQNGI/AAAAAAAADNc/YNt8DYmG9TY/s1600-h/DSC_0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324348263804974178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePiiUyQNGI/AAAAAAAADNc/YNt8DYmG9TY/s320/DSC_0142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However, we did have&lt;strong&gt; A LOT&lt;/strong&gt; of laughter! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePhSj7mEVI/AAAAAAAADNU/bFFhkSDA6bg/s1600-h/DSC_0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324346893481152850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePhSj7mEVI/AAAAAAAADNU/bFFhkSDA6bg/s320/DSC_0215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I decided this year to decorate cupcakes for Easter. But, really...who has time to decorate 24 cupcakes! I decided to make 6 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JUMBO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cupcakes instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePg7qR4IYI/AAAAAAAADNM/U5nK-KlqJCU/s1600-h/DSC_0349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324346500048232834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePg7qR4IYI/AAAAAAAADNM/U5nK-KlqJCU/s320/DSC_0349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePg7cOgZ6I/AAAAAAAADNE/ddTzC4HsUZk/s1600-h/DSC_0353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324346496275998626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePg7cOgZ6I/AAAAAAAADNE/ddTzC4HsUZk/s320/DSC_0353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePg7Fd0klI/AAAAAAAADM8/7qGX8U0IJFk/s1600-h/DSC_0383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324346490166219346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePg7Fd0klI/AAAAAAAADM8/7qGX8U0IJFk/s320/DSC_0383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePg608lwMI/AAAAAAAADM0/rVTnNE0Rbpg/s1600-h/DSC_0392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324346485731868866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePg608lwMI/AAAAAAAADM0/rVTnNE0Rbpg/s320/DSC_0392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; It made for much more &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt; eating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePe_sbL1oI/AAAAAAAADMs/wIZopcC8j_4/s1600-h/DSC_0432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324344370320365186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePe_sbL1oI/AAAAAAAADMs/wIZopcC8j_4/s320/DSC_0432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then for the Easter Hunt! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Because&lt;/span&gt; of the yucky, rainy weather the Easter Bunny hid the "real" eggs we left for him in the house and then the plastic eggs were hunted outside after our Sunday meal. Notice the rain boots worn to help with the water &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;puddles&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePe_ArdATI/AAAAAAAADMk/ISb2ErUz3rY/s1600-h/DSC_0449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324344358577439026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePe_ArdATI/AAAAAAAADMk/ISb2ErUz3rY/s320/DSC_0449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePe-5mVtvI/AAAAAAAADMc/RQM2mkGQUzE/s1600-h/DSC_0463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324344356676941554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePe-5mVtvI/AAAAAAAADMc/RQM2mkGQUzE/s320/DSC_0463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePaPFL-qVI/AAAAAAAADMU/0fjPodHx2qA/s1600-h/DSC_0491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324339137107372370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePaPFL-qVI/AAAAAAAADMU/0fjPodHx2qA/s320/DSC_0491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePaO711KLI/AAAAAAAADMM/HdTxq41i7MM/s1600-h/DSC_0457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324339134598555826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePaO711KLI/AAAAAAAADMM/HdTxq41i7MM/s320/DSC_0457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePaOsm750I/AAAAAAAADME/EEgAUTR0B9Q/s1600-h/DSC_0495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324339130509551426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePaOsm750I/AAAAAAAADME/EEgAUTR0B9Q/s320/DSC_0495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePaOdCLOfI/AAAAAAAADL8/wOcrAY7CJ_Q/s1600-h/DSC_0496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324339126328834546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePaOdCLOfI/AAAAAAAADL8/wOcrAY7CJ_Q/s320/DSC_0496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;64&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;eggs were found! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePY0u0SlEI/AAAAAAAADL0/eH0GUI4EowU/s1600-h/DSC_0333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324337584914207810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePY0u0SlEI/AAAAAAAADL0/eH0GUI4EowU/s320/DSC_0333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePY0QwLqmI/AAAAAAAADLs/-NhbSPx5YNM/s1600-h/DSC_0337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324337576843913826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePY0QwLqmI/AAAAAAAADLs/-NhbSPx5YNM/s320/DSC_0337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePY0MfyKcI/AAAAAAAADLk/wTUsz_4X3zk/s1600-h/DSC_0341-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324337575701391810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePY0MfyKcI/AAAAAAAADLk/wTUsz_4X3zk/s320/DSC_0341-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Basket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of wonderful memories made!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-246847614489091299?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/246847614489091299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=246847614489091299&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/246847614489091299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/246847614489091299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-fun-contniues.html' title='And the Fun Contniues...'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SePkID6N_fI/AAAAAAAADOk/xrbi9uQXfLs/s72-c/DSC_0099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-8619075313608966351</id><published>2009-04-07T10:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T10:23:08.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Have I DONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdtuTaM-DbI/AAAAAAAADLc/FqHb_c_jquM/s1600-h/DSC_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321968664398663090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdtuTaM-DbI/AAAAAAAADLc/FqHb_c_jquM/s400/DSC_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, I have really rocked my own world! I decided (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; of the broken camera incident and the K-man starting T-ball) that it was time to move up in the world of photo taking! I am now the proud owner of a NIKON  D60. Well...to say the least I am overwhelmed! The terms and such is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;intimidating&lt;/span&gt;. I have been running around the house taking pictures of everything in every combination of mode, shutter speed, ISO...just trying to get a handle on all of it!!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I can use ALL the advice and tips that you can share! I know you may have a different camera but any advice would REALLY help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Let The Picture Taking Begin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-8619075313608966351?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/8619075313608966351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=8619075313608966351&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8619075313608966351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8619075313608966351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-have-i-done.html' title='What Have I DONE!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdtuTaM-DbI/AAAAAAAADLc/FqHb_c_jquM/s72-c/DSC_0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-1798369159436571125</id><published>2009-04-01T13:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T13:12:03.833-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>Thank You McD's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you do when you want to take your Two &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WILD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;boys to get their pictures in the bluebonnets (an smile while looking at the camera!)?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You bribe them for a trip to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McD's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdOsA8zpYMI/AAAAAAAADLU/2qSoPMV2FDw/s1600-h/IMG_9072_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319784717177413826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdOsA8zpYMI/AAAAAAAADLU/2qSoPMV2FDw/s400/IMG_9072_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdOsA0EsigI/AAAAAAAADLM/VokGTSty2rU/s1600-h/IMG_9071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319784714833005058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdOsA0EsigI/AAAAAAAADLM/VokGTSty2rU/s400/IMG_9071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdOsAmDLw-I/AAAAAAAADLE/HxvQPpYy3Aw/s1600-h/IMG_9076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319784711068566498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdOsAmDLw-I/AAAAAAAADLE/HxvQPpYy3Aw/s400/IMG_9076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I am one of those terrible Mom's that go out of their way not to encourage places like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;McD's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I try my best to train my children that eating out is just a treat not a normal AND I try to pick out places that will encourage good eating habits...With that said! We &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; be eating here again...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! There must be many parents that agree with me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; there was nobody there!! The boys had the outdoor play area to themselves for a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHOLE HOUR&lt;/span&gt;!!! Yes, I sat...drank my tea and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;READ for an HOUR&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I say we WILL be going back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-1798369159436571125?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/1798369159436571125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=1798369159436571125&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/1798369159436571125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/1798369159436571125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-you-mcds.html' title='Thank You McD&apos;s'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdOsA8zpYMI/AAAAAAAADLU/2qSoPMV2FDw/s72-c/IMG_9072_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-5136416414358966030</id><published>2009-03-30T13:39:00.021-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:58:23.907-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>Good Start for 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEjfmzooYI/AAAAAAAADK8/UUrYBNM9iGg/s1600-h/IMG_8816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319071660801302914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEjfmzooYI/AAAAAAAADK8/UUrYBNM9iGg/s320/IMG_8816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We loaded up "Poppy" a couple of weeks ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Well, prior to the K-ma's B-day and the Tree-Set)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEje6NiJAI/AAAAAAAADK0/TPITvqI66iY/s1600-h/IMG_8703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319071648830333954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEje6NiJAI/AAAAAAAADK0/TPITvqI66iY/s320/IMG_8703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Headed to Lake Whitney State Park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are HUGE fans of State Parks. We hope to hit all the ones in Texas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(There are over 80 in Texas-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HeeHee&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I absolutely LOVED this Park! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was the perfect camping trip (my FAVORITE so far!).&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. It was just our family and we didn't have to coordinate our schedule with anyone else. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, we also love camping with others...but it really is easier when it is just you family.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. The weather. It started off cold the first day, but then in warmed up and was GORGEOUS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. The location. At this park you have fishing, the beach (with sand) and great hiking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. The camping sites were spacious enough you could stretch out and not feel you were camping on top of another family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. The boys are BOTH finally old enough to be "good" campers. They can go with the flow a bit better and the actually enjoy the camping activities!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got to the park around 3:00pm and the boys jumped out of the truck and started their adventure. It was a bit cold, but never to cold for digging in the dirt and playing a little horse shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEjHmdSjWI/AAAAAAAADKs/XHQNc4OWEcM/s1600-h/IMG_8709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319071248390720866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEjHmdSjWI/AAAAAAAADKs/XHQNc4OWEcM/s320/IMG_8709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEjHNFX-qI/AAAAAAAADKk/1OVtvypdBmE/s1600-h/IMG_8710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319071241579526818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEjHNFX-qI/AAAAAAAADKk/1OVtvypdBmE/s320/IMG_8710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEjG6USCEI/AAAAAAAADKc/U5ukiCH4SXU/s1600-h/IMG_8725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319071236541777986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEjG6USCEI/AAAAAAAADKc/U5ukiCH4SXU/s320/IMG_8725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEjGlPiejI/AAAAAAAADKU/pmO874qWQho/s1600-h/IMG_8717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319071230884739634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEjGlPiejI/AAAAAAAADKU/pmO874qWQho/s320/IMG_8717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the "Camp" was set up we decided not to let the cold keep us down and we headed for the water for some fishing. K-man had is new fishing pole from his last years b-day and we bought Little Bit a "Cars" one special for this camping trip. The boys were bundles up, but still enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEiXDBDBwI/AAAAAAAADKM/Hrvz0XCLosk/s1600-h/IMG_8714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319070414243301122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEiXDBDBwI/AAAAAAAADKM/Hrvz0XCLosk/s320/IMG_8714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEiWnF4sPI/AAAAAAAADKE/g1ohg2UtZr0/s1600-h/IMG_8730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319070406747402482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEiWnF4sPI/AAAAAAAADKE/g1ohg2UtZr0/s320/IMG_8730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEiWZZUHEI/AAAAAAAADJ8/CFu9_DLQPaQ/s1600-h/IMG_8732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319070403070794818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEiWZZUHEI/AAAAAAAADJ8/CFu9_DLQPaQ/s320/IMG_8732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEiWEgyEvI/AAAAAAAADJ0/1Lhg0FPpRMY/s1600-h/IMG_8739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319070397464974066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEiWEgyEvI/AAAAAAAADJ0/1Lhg0FPpRMY/s320/IMG_8739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My, aren't they just too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started off a bit cold, but it didn't stop us!&lt;br /&gt;The boys had to rest after breakfast- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HeeHee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEhr6i_QLI/AAAAAAAADJs/7eQ2qKMCw68/s1600-h/IMG_8768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319069673235366066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEhr6i_QLI/AAAAAAAADJs/7eQ2qKMCw68/s320/IMG_8768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEhrkwfXnI/AAAAAAAADJk/8oRP7tUpcsY/s1600-h/IMG_8767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319069667386416754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEhrkwfXnI/AAAAAAAADJk/8oRP7tUpcsY/s320/IMG_8767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After these wonderful pictures of the boys in the hammock, we went on a hike where I broke my camera! Yes, I broke it on the first snap! SO, after the hike we ran into town for two disposable cameras. The boys could SO not understand why they couldn't see the picture after I took it AND I was crazy with only 52 pictures!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEhrMllsKI/AAAAAAAADJc/zkI9GxBFIKo/s1600-h/431335-R1-01-24A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319069660898242722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEhrMllsKI/AAAAAAAADJc/zkI9GxBFIKo/s320/431335-R1-01-24A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Following the run to town we headed to the beach for a picnic and fun in the sand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEhMNNEeFI/AAAAAAAADJU/BL1SekX0QlQ/s1600-h/431335-R1-02-23A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319069128487893074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEhMNNEeFI/AAAAAAAADJU/BL1SekX0QlQ/s320/431335-R1-02-23A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEhMNcSo4I/AAAAAAAADJM/92gx2FR3Kk0/s1600-h/431335-R1-04-21A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319069128551736194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEhMNcSo4I/AAAAAAAADJM/92gx2FR3Kk0/s320/431335-R1-04-21A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEhLi-a3HI/AAAAAAAADJE/ZUTB9asSEGk/s1600-h/431335-R1-06-19A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319069117152156786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEhLi-a3HI/AAAAAAAADJE/ZUTB9asSEGk/s320/431335-R1-06-19A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEhLTFH21I/AAAAAAAADI8/km_HJlihaWM/s1600-h/431335-R1-08-17A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319069112885304146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEhLTFH21I/AAAAAAAADI8/km_HJlihaWM/s320/431335-R1-08-17A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEguN5eyHI/AAAAAAAADI0/5cLHQUcbBBM/s1600-h/431335-R1-10-15A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319068613278091378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEguN5eyHI/AAAAAAAADI0/5cLHQUcbBBM/s320/431335-R1-10-15A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAY 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On day three it was not a chilly in the morning and had the promise of a beautiful day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started with a morning hike. There were two 1 mile hiking trails. We decided to take Shelby along for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thishike&lt;/span&gt;. by the end &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;og&lt;/span&gt; the hike we each had a walking stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEgtnfKv3I/AAAAAAAADIs/MKsi82s0Fes/s1600-h/431334-R1-00-25A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319068602967179122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEgtnfKv3I/AAAAAAAADIs/MKsi82s0Fes/s320/431334-R1-00-25A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEgtJsZI5I/AAAAAAAADIk/xBZPJhB5Nxg/s1600-h/431334-R1-04-21A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319068594969584530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEgtJsZI5I/AAAAAAAADIk/xBZPJhB5Nxg/s320/431334-R1-04-21A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEgsVjb6kI/AAAAAAAADIc/SJczz0TU1f4/s1600-h/431334-R1-05-20A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319068580973374018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEgsVjb6kI/AAAAAAAADIc/SJczz0TU1f4/s320/431334-R1-05-20A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we ate lunch and rested a bit around the camp we headed out for more hiking (the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;boysd&lt;/span&gt; loved the hiking-their poor legs did very well!). Our goal was to actually see an animal on the hike...AND we did! An Armadillo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEff7dvL-I/AAAAAAAADIU/Jc9mR-RIKUA/s1600-h/431334-R1-06-19A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319067268300091362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEff7dvL-I/AAAAAAAADIU/Jc9mR-RIKUA/s320/431334-R1-06-19A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEffi46SDI/AAAAAAAADIM/26_K_R6A7_U/s1600-h/431334-R1-08-17A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319067261703178290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEffi46SDI/AAAAAAAADIM/26_K_R6A7_U/s320/431334-R1-08-17A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEffla5xuI/AAAAAAAADIE/WKPG42pdE6s/s1600-h/431334-R1-09-16A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319067262382622434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEffla5xuI/AAAAAAAADIE/WKPG42pdE6s/s320/431334-R1-09-16A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEfe36wtgI/AAAAAAAADH8/8AyaWLv23jg/s1600-h/431334-R1-11-14A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319067250168215042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEfe36wtgI/AAAAAAAADH8/8AyaWLv23jg/s320/431334-R1-11-14A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the hike we decided to spend the late evening at the beach. The day was absolutely beautiful. We ate snacks, played in the sand, fished, played in the water, and flew kites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEdn0jJ8UI/AAAAAAAADH0/bhXxuF5BGKQ/s1600-h/431334-R1-13-12A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319065204859466050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEdn0jJ8UI/AAAAAAAADH0/bhXxuF5BGKQ/s320/431334-R1-13-12A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEdngxagbI/AAAAAAAADHs/JKckrtxnLfI/s1600-h/431334-R1-14-11A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319065199550562738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEdngxagbI/AAAAAAAADHs/JKckrtxnLfI/s320/431334-R1-14-11A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEdnjA6AXI/AAAAAAAADHk/wVh07GUVLp4/s1600-h/431334-R1-18-7A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319065200152412530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEdnjA6AXI/AAAAAAAADHk/wVh07GUVLp4/s320/431334-R1-18-7A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEdna0hEoI/AAAAAAAADHc/OyhNoKnqAh8/s1600-h/431334-R1-19-6A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319065197952963202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEdna0hEoI/AAAAAAAADHc/OyhNoKnqAh8/s320/431334-R1-19-6A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEc2LfOWrI/AAAAAAAADHU/2ATXZn5Qxiw/s1600-h/431334-R1-21-4A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319064352023534258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEc2LfOWrI/AAAAAAAADHU/2ATXZn5Qxiw/s320/431334-R1-21-4A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEc1-6m-kI/AAAAAAAADHM/fxew7v_BcjI/s1600-h/431335-R1-12-13A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319064348648733250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEc1-6m-kI/AAAAAAAADHM/fxew7v_BcjI/s320/431335-R1-12-13A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEc1eeAhOI/AAAAAAAADHE/mgUP9dON2tA/s1600-h/431335-R1-14-11A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319064339938837730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEc1eeAhOI/AAAAAAAADHE/mgUP9dON2tA/s320/431335-R1-14-11A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEc1DwUYZI/AAAAAAAADG8/tf-XB3jGcoU/s1600-h/431335-R1-16-9A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319064332767879570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEc1DwUYZI/AAAAAAAADG8/tf-XB3jGcoU/s320/431335-R1-16-9A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once back at camp we rested a bit and then had supper and more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SMORES&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;smores&lt;/span&gt; when your camping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEcVNUT_AI/AAAAAAAADG0/jhfUHROqyKI/s1600-h/431335-R1-19-6A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319063785578953730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEcVNUT_AI/AAAAAAAADG0/jhfUHROqyKI/s320/431335-R1-19-6A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEcVFcrsWI/AAAAAAAADGs/SRtCnzJz2wo/s1600-h/431335-R1-22-3A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319063783466578274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEcVFcrsWI/AAAAAAAADGs/SRtCnzJz2wo/s320/431335-R1-22-3A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEcU2mfeSI/AAAAAAAADGk/EeO9m_KLt80/s1600-h/431335-R1-23-2A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319063779481188642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEcU2mfeSI/AAAAAAAADGk/EeO9m_KLt80/s320/431335-R1-23-2A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEcUdtKPwI/AAAAAAAADGc/TC7J_XoTexI/s1600-h/431335-R1-25-0A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319063772798271234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEcUdtKPwI/AAAAAAAADGc/TC7J_XoTexI/s320/431335-R1-25-0A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAY 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the last day the boys woke with the green &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lepercon&lt;/span&gt; having been there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had tuned our milk green and had made a mess in Poppy! The boys loved it and the Lucky Charms he left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEb1OySEtI/AAAAAAAADGU/4QEaJrZ_zZg/s1600-h/IMG_8800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319063236217279186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEb1OySEtI/AAAAAAAADGU/4QEaJrZ_zZg/s320/IMG_8800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We all knew we were going to have to leave, but we were all having too much fun. K-man asked if we could just live there. I wanted to say, YES! But instead just gave him a huge hug and looked forward to making a few more special memories before we left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEYdgk-KeI/AAAAAAAADGA/DJgqb3x8gMk/s1600-h/IMG_8784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319059530141542882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEYdgk-KeI/AAAAAAAADGA/DJgqb3x8gMk/s320/IMG_8784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEYdCb_QGI/AAAAAAAADF4/GWKRTmhsbGE/s1600-h/IMG_8823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319059522050801762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEYdCb_QGI/AAAAAAAADF4/GWKRTmhsbGE/s320/IMG_8823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEYc5BuYeI/AAAAAAAADFw/7kSXrpuzf30/s1600-h/IMG_8826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319059519524725218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEYc5BuYeI/AAAAAAAADFw/7kSXrpuzf30/s320/IMG_8826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEYcanVG_I/AAAAAAAADFo/scJTgUoSZhY/s1600-h/IMG_8830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319059511360953330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEYcanVG_I/AAAAAAAADFo/scJTgUoSZhY/s320/IMG_8830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEXP5cf7nI/AAAAAAAADFg/xP6ixxulDs0/s1600-h/IMG_8833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319058196787097202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEXP5cf7nI/AAAAAAAADFg/xP6ixxulDs0/s320/IMG_8833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEXPTMZzBI/AAAAAAAADFY/cFDXWNTtUVc/s1600-h/IMG_8835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319058186519038994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEXPTMZzBI/AAAAAAAADFY/cFDXWNTtUVc/s320/IMG_8835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEXPH5VqDI/AAAAAAAADFQ/P6T8tUvzN5Y/s1600-h/IMG_8839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319058183486285874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEXPH5VqDI/AAAAAAAADFQ/P6T8tUvzN5Y/s320/IMG_8839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEXOzwCxmI/AAAAAAAADFI/DXml20bfF1g/s1600-h/IMG_8840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319058178078590562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEXOzwCxmI/AAAAAAAADFI/DXml20bfF1g/s320/IMG_8840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdETs-HgUTI/AAAAAAAADEo/F0V-r6rY6CM/s1600-h/IMG_8843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319054298210914610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdETs-HgUTI/AAAAAAAADEo/F0V-r6rY6CM/s320/IMG_8843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdETspUE8yI/AAAAAAAADEg/yOkcv6vUL2k/s1600-h/IMG_8847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319054292626502434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdETspUE8yI/AAAAAAAADEg/yOkcv6vUL2k/s320/IMG_8847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdETsbdbj0I/AAAAAAAADEY/kyTNkClgEsI/s1600-h/IMG_8849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319054288907636546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdETsbdbj0I/AAAAAAAADEY/kyTNkClgEsI/s320/IMG_8849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we left I took my last picture of the Texas Bluebonnet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were everywhere and It just seemed like such a nice warm ending to the camping trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdETrhguh8I/AAAAAAAADEQ/U_en6W9voN4/s1600-h/IMG_8850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319054273352206274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdETrhguh8I/AAAAAAAADEQ/U_en6W9voN4/s320/IMG_8850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Do you camp?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-5136416414358966030?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/5136416414358966030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=5136416414358966030&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5136416414358966030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5136416414358966030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-start-for-2009.html' title='Good Start for 2009'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SdEjfmzooYI/AAAAAAAADK8/UUrYBNM9iGg/s72-c/IMG_8816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-6048887290853426073</id><published>2009-03-25T11:03:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T11:37:50.457-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>Zoo-rific!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ScpYvy3aZBI/AAAAAAAADD4/azWsislWUk0/s1600-h/IMG_8946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317159888195576850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ScpYvy3aZBI/AAAAAAAADD4/azWsislWUk0/s400/IMG_8946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The K-man is always the one to think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;creatively&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The little man wanted a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zoo Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, but not one that is actually at the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zoo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, he has had this party idea in mind for a while...he decides the year before what he wants his next b-day party to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I found the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Elephant shirt&lt;/span&gt; for the party!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ScpYfkwXXfI/AAAAAAAADDw/RHeUvG4nhCg/s1600-h/101_0824-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317159609530015218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ScpYfkwXXfI/AAAAAAAADDw/RHeUvG4nhCg/s400/101_0824-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We decided to "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Eat What Zoo Animals Eat&lt;/span&gt;" along with everything &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ZOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had veggies(carrots), fruit (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bananas&lt;/span&gt;, grapes, apples), hay(home-made butterscotch haystacks), peanuts (in the shell), fish (goldfish), meat (chicken nuggets).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The K-man drew pictures of Zoo animals that decorated the table- Bear, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;giraffe&lt;/span&gt;, and Lion. These are pictures that I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;treasure&lt;/span&gt;! I had the cake made, but added touches of the water, trees, rocks and of-course the zoo animals (I just can't seem to let things go. I always seem to have to add or change things!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also had ZOO matchbox cars, zoo animals, zoo stickers and a zoo animal frame they made at the party with a picture in it to go home with (each picture was of the child and the K-man taken at the party).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND not to be forgotten the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZEBRA&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pinata!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ScpX6-FzOoI/AAAAAAAADDg/BX60uw_DnXs/s1600-h/IMG_8961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317158980675648130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ScpX6-FzOoI/AAAAAAAADDg/BX60uw_DnXs/s400/IMG_8961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys loved riding the Gator and playing on the tree-set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ScpX67dK1QI/AAAAAAAADDY/8c0IwSEqIUQ/s1600-h/101_0835-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317158979968357634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ScpX67dK1QI/AAAAAAAADDY/8c0IwSEqIUQ/s400/101_0835-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aren't these boys precious...I mean manly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ScpXEnHN0xI/AAAAAAAADDQ/9Cgdzmd6mrY/s1600-h/Kannon+5th+b-day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317158046794634002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ScpXEnHN0xI/AAAAAAAADDQ/9Cgdzmd6mrY/s400/Kannon+5th+b-day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ScpXEHtHkaI/AAAAAAAADDI/YJV5Q80_0KA/s1600-h/Kannon+5th+b-day-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317158038363672994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ScpXEHtHkaI/AAAAAAAADDI/YJV5Q80_0KA/s400/Kannon+5th+b-day-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Above are some (just a glimpse of the 1,000 I took) fun pictures of the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ZOO Party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ScpWKrFnVbI/AAAAAAAADC4/S2b_uEYkHq0/s1600-h/IMG_8920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317157051429246386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ScpWKrFnVbI/AAAAAAAADC4/S2b_uEYkHq0/s320/IMG_8920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet Brothers at the party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ScpWJrHVXBI/AAAAAAAADCw/P1u3a_tnRJ4/s1600-h/IMG_8924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317157034256587794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ScpWJrHVXBI/AAAAAAAADCw/P1u3a_tnRJ4/s320/IMG_8924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love you K-man! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-6048887290853426073?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/6048887290853426073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=6048887290853426073&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6048887290853426073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6048887290853426073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/03/zoo-rific.html' title='Zoo-rific!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/ScpYvy3aZBI/AAAAAAAADD4/azWsislWUk0/s72-c/IMG_8946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-6591794238498878425</id><published>2009-03-24T10:07:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:45:29.835-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>4 Boxes and a Slide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We finally made the plunge and with the money we got from the &lt;a href="http://www.jbfsale.com/home/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;JBF&lt;/span&gt; sale &lt;/a&gt;(and a bit more) we purchased 4 boxes and a slide!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj7McGW1VI/AAAAAAAADCo/vlnipDGudXY/s1600-h/IMG_8856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316775551230727506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj7McGW1VI/AAAAAAAADCo/vlnipDGudXY/s320/IMG_8856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am blessed to have an adorable husband and Dad that are very handy with tools, wood and instructions. Good thing...because, there were tools need, A LOT of wood and 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; steps of directions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj7MNr4EvI/AAAAAAAADCg/vMmJfTVGIRA/s1600-h/IMG_8858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316775547361563378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj7MNr4EvI/AAAAAAAADCg/vMmJfTVGIRA/s320/IMG_8858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had read up on the set and knew that some had estimated 35 hours with up to three men working on it at a time... However, with out fear "the men" began the construction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj7LxE_hoI/AAAAAAAADCY/b9R8s3YysxM/s1600-h/IMG_8864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316775539682281090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj7LxE_hoI/AAAAAAAADCY/b9R8s3YysxM/s320/IMG_8864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The only help they wanted from "the girls" (My Mom and me) was plenty of iced tea and good manly meals. No Problem! We also got some sitting time on the porch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; coffee in (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Shhhh&lt;/span&gt;!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj7Lnp_poI/AAAAAAAADCQ/sBefDyxj3BE/s1600-h/IMG_8868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316775537153123970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj7Lnp_poI/AAAAAAAADCQ/sBefDyxj3BE/s320/IMG_8868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The K-man was thrilled to help! Well, as much help has the Paw Paw and Daddy could handle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, you may think it is odd that the K-man is wearing Halloween Bat shorts and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Camo&lt;/span&gt;...Let me remind you that we live out were nobody really sees us AND I have decided this is not a battle I care to take on!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj7LEbbKAI/AAAAAAAADCI/m0JQqJzJYtk/s1600-h/IMG_8872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316775527696771074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj7LEbbKAI/AAAAAAAADCI/m0JQqJzJYtk/s320/IMG_8872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still Working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj6H86M58I/AAAAAAAADCA/vkk0ittVAzA/s1600-h/IMG_8875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316774374627141570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj6H86M58I/AAAAAAAADCA/vkk0ittVAzA/s320/IMG_8875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still Working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj6Htx-g4I/AAAAAAAADB4/nlrF_sNaV1A/s1600-h/IMG_8883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316774370566112130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj6Htx-g4I/AAAAAAAADB4/nlrF_sNaV1A/s320/IMG_8883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Almost There...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj6HF_ZNcI/AAAAAAAADBw/cDnRDKshFoc/s1600-h/IMG_8886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316774359884969410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj6HF_ZNcI/AAAAAAAADBw/cDnRDKshFoc/s320/IMG_8886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AND DONE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj6G7PKf4I/AAAAAAAADBo/-3jUc6agSbU/s1600-h/IMG_8887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316774356998324098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj6G7PKf4I/AAAAAAAADBo/-3jUc6agSbU/s320/IMG_8887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have TWO little boys and TWO big boys that are very happy to have the project done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj4B3B3xRI/AAAAAAAADBg/HmYO3lU6aTg/s1600-h/IMG_8889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316772070946227474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj4B3B3xRI/AAAAAAAADBg/HmYO3lU6aTg/s320/IMG_8889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The K-man calls it his "Tree Set" because, "I can see the trees!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj4BsK5QbI/AAAAAAAADBY/RToVVquPkGw/s1600-h/IMG_8897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316772068031283634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj4BsK5QbI/AAAAAAAADBY/RToVVquPkGw/s320/IMG_8897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of Little Bit's favorite thing to do is open the window and shout, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cocka&lt;/span&gt;-Doodle-Do!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it has to do with the rooster weather-vane on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj4BsWyLcI/AAAAAAAADBQ/zd1E4JNwKak/s1600-h/IMG_8890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316772068081151426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj4BsWyLcI/AAAAAAAADBQ/zd1E4JNwKak/s320/IMG_8890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have to admit- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been down the slide on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;multiple&lt;/span&gt; occasions and have used the swings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj4BEx9iJI/AAAAAAAADBI/1TzTjFozNhE/s1600-h/IMG_8962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316772057457723538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj4BEx9iJI/AAAAAAAADBI/1TzTjFozNhE/s320/IMG_8962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks adorable husband and Dad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After two FULL days of working (with a lot of iced tea) and two trips to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Lowe's&lt;/span&gt; for missing parts the "tree-set" has been a huge hit for the boys! It was finished in time for the K-man's b-day...yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-6591794238498878425?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/6591794238498878425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=6591794238498878425&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6591794238498878425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/6591794238498878425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/03/4-boxes-and-slide.html' title='4 Boxes and a Slide'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scj7McGW1VI/AAAAAAAADCo/vlnipDGudXY/s72-c/IMG_8856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-3347114092890631100</id><published>2009-03-23T09:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:46:08.902-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><title type='text'>5 Years and Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scebe1saktI/AAAAAAAADBA/Tj2_vedZU5Q/s1600-h/IMG_8968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316388839245910738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scebe1saktI/AAAAAAAADBA/Tj2_vedZU5Q/s400/IMG_8968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The K-man turned &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5 Years Old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To honor his special day here are 5 of 5 favorite things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Favorite Foods&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;carrots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oatmeal (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cinnamon&lt;/span&gt; roll)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pizza (with mushrooms, black olives, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hamburger&lt;/span&gt; meat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;strawberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ice cream (Vanilla)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Favorite Animals&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dinosaurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;monkeys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;guinea pigs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dogs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;horses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Favorite things to do for FUN&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Draw (dinosaurs)/coloring/stickers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play outside in the "tree"-set&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Outdoor stuff (camping, fishing, hunting)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;looking at books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going to church (seeing church friends)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Favorite TV shows and books&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spirit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Franklin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Backyardigans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dino books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Snow and Space Buddies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Favorite Bible Stories&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Zacchaeus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus feeding the 5,000 (5 loaves and 2 fish)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;David and Goliath&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daniel and the lions den&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moses and the plagues&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;One to grow on: Favorite Toys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dino toys (Chopper)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hot wheels&lt;/span&gt; and Speed racers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Power Rangers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Soft" animals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Puzzles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday K-man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K-man had a wonderful ZOO party...Pictures to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-3347114092890631100?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/3347114092890631100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=3347114092890631100&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/3347114092890631100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/3347114092890631100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/03/5-years-and-counting.html' title='5 Years and Counting'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/Scebe1saktI/AAAAAAAADBA/Tj2_vedZU5Q/s72-c/IMG_8968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-8799777029582732149</id><published>2009-03-14T10:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:46:26.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camping'/><title type='text'>Camping 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What does moving into &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SPRING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mean to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For me, one thing it means is getting out &lt;a href="http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2007/05/introducing-poppy.html"&gt; POPPY &lt;/a&gt; and going on some &lt;a href="http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2007/06/maiden-voyage.html"&gt; Adventures &lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2007/06/lets-go-camping.html"&gt; Spending time with the BOYS &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, we are off for our first camping trip of the season.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry, no pictures! I'm afraid that taking pictures of us loading up would discourage you in taking your family camping-Ha! The packing and loading are always the hardest parts. The boys just go stir crazy waiting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a wonderful weekend and early part of next week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-8799777029582732149?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/8799777029582732149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=8799777029582732149&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8799777029582732149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8799777029582732149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/03/camping-2009.html' title='Camping 2009'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-8126383865375784456</id><published>2009-03-11T14:34:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:45:57.933-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday: What happens when K-man finds my camera!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgUFz3LFQI/AAAAAAAADA4/sEuunGz-8VU/s1600-h/IMG_8673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312017850537022722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgUFz3LFQI/AAAAAAAADA4/sEuunGz-8VU/s400/IMG_8673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgUFom5F4I/AAAAAAAADAw/RaOix8DjjG0/s1600-h/IMG_8674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312017847515944834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgUFom5F4I/AAAAAAAADAw/RaOix8DjjG0/s400/IMG_8674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgUFSrqkQI/AAAAAAAADAo/ICRy1L36cBo/s1600-h/IMG_8675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312017841630384386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgUFSrqkQI/AAAAAAAADAo/ICRy1L36cBo/s400/IMG_8675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgUFKmb8dI/AAAAAAAADAg/YyQhZRT-1xI/s1600-h/IMG_8676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312017839460970962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgUFKmb8dI/AAAAAAAADAg/YyQhZRT-1xI/s400/IMG_8676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgTUrZ6IOI/AAAAAAAADAY/0RAFYzUE4Lc/s1600-h/IMG_8677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312017006453203170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgTUrZ6IOI/AAAAAAAADAY/0RAFYzUE4Lc/s400/IMG_8677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgTUcHBgyI/AAAAAAAADAQ/HGsqxaCszLg/s1600-h/IMG_8678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312017002347463458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgTUcHBgyI/AAAAAAAADAQ/HGsqxaCszLg/s400/IMG_8678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgTT2tNsUI/AAAAAAAADAI/ldtKovZxl0o/s1600-h/IMG_8679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312016992307097922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgTT2tNsUI/AAAAAAAADAI/ldtKovZxl0o/s400/IMG_8679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgTTjesd6I/AAAAAAAADAA/dCnnbxMJ8t8/s1600-h/IMG_8680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312016987145926562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgTTjesd6I/AAAAAAAADAA/dCnnbxMJ8t8/s400/IMG_8680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgSqLPbo1I/AAAAAAAAC_4/FUcJZexsukg/s1600-h/IMG_8681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312016276264821586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgSqLPbo1I/AAAAAAAAC_4/FUcJZexsukg/s400/IMG_8681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgSqOEPMYI/AAAAAAAAC_w/_-RUhNOZeeI/s1600-h/IMG_8672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312016277023175042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgSqOEPMYI/AAAAAAAAC_w/_-RUhNOZeeI/s400/IMG_8672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-8126383865375784456?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/8126383865375784456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=8126383865375784456&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8126383865375784456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8126383865375784456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/03/wordless-wednesday-what-happens-when-k.html' title='Wordless Wednesday: What happens when K-man finds my camera!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbgUFz3LFQI/AAAAAAAADA4/sEuunGz-8VU/s72-c/IMG_8673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-8501883344550206228</id><published>2009-03-10T07:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:54:34.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Half Way</title><content type='html'>You know that time between when you are starting to wake-up, but you are lying there because the bed feels to good to actually get up. Well, this morning about that time I started thinking about things in my life that are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;half-way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; done or things that I feel I have only seemed to do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;half-way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things like&lt;/span&gt; my journal I only touch every six months, my 10 year journal that I have to back track and think about to fill in the days missed, all my scrapbooks (Little Bit's 1st year), painting above the cabinets in the kitchen, decorating by bedroom, cards that have been started to eventually send, staying up on the blogging world (new friends and old friends)...the list could go on. While these things bother me there are other things that hurt my heart worse that maybe I only do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;half-way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;being a caring daughter, an enthusiastic aunt (and future aunt), a support to my expecting sister, being a true and involved friend to those here and other places, letting grandparents know how much I LOVE them, being a good occupational therapist for my residents...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Loving my GOD&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Loving my husband&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Being Present with my children...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, I have really no idea how to do everything 100% all day everyday and to finish everything everyday- probably not completely possible (being human and all). I guess I will just have to continue to do my best, and that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;will just have to be&lt;/span&gt; enough! The boys really do need to get up so I don't have the chance to think to much-HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear father, I want to give you my heart today. I want to love like you love. I want to use each day that you bless me with to be a light and encouragement to those around me. I want to be a woman who is present and active in those lives around me. Lord, hang in there with me. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-8501883344550206228?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/8501883344550206228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=8501883344550206228&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8501883344550206228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/8501883344550206228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/03/half-way.html' title='Half Way'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-4354592422222303845</id><published>2009-03-09T10:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:54:34.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Moved to the TOP of my list!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, today I decided blogging was going to be moved to the TOP of my "TO DO LIST"!!!&lt;br /&gt;To accomplish this...the boys are zipped into the trampoline and I have threatened them not to call me unless a limb is hanging off! What is scary, is this may really happen!! Hang-on tight, I have to type fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbU-RHzQgGI/AAAAAAAAC_o/Of3uM_eUF54/s1600-h/IMG_8633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311219799426105442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbU-RHzQgGI/AAAAAAAAC_o/Of3uM_eUF54/s400/IMG_8633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wanted to say THANKS with a HUGE hug to Kim for the GREAT mail!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbU-Q4sAsqI/AAAAAAAAC_g/wWshLKC6mKY/s1600-h/IMG_8631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311219795369177762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbU-Q4sAsqI/AAAAAAAAC_g/wWshLKC6mKY/s400/IMG_8631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are so thoughtful for sending goodies from &lt;a href="http://www.savannahcandy.com/"&gt;Savannah &lt;/a&gt;to bring back the memories of the Flamingo girls trip! Love ya Girl! (the candy has been hidden from the boys-Ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbU-QldYPqI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/Oq9Kzuw-2mY/s1600-h/IMG_8626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311219790207532706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbU-QldYPqI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/Oq9Kzuw-2mY/s400/IMG_8626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If I don't see another one of these &lt;a href="http://www.jbfsale.com/home/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JBF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;tags for another year I would be happy! Have you heard of &lt;ahref="http:&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311219032484763634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbU9keuMV_I/AAAAAAAAC-w/MZ0z4fbGEyk/s400/IMG_8561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; ready for spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbU8gYshbsI/AAAAAAAAC-o/x6ttl9LgOJA/s1600-h/IMG_8467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311217862636039874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbU8gYshbsI/AAAAAAAAC-o/x6ttl9LgOJA/s400/IMG_8467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did you know you had to wear goggles with your garden cloves to plant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbU8fwZAMHI/AAAAAAAAC-g/nXxDr8Yylcw/s1600-h/IMG_8463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311217851816751218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbU8fwZAMHI/AAAAAAAAC-g/nXxDr8Yylcw/s400/IMG_8463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Di you know that you have to take a "monkey" with you to shop for spring plants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbU8fd_xaWI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/X5IRCjoq51I/s1600-h/IMG_8461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311217846879086946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbU8fd_xaWI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/X5IRCjoq51I/s400/IMG_8461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I have not only been a soccer mom, but I am now a T-Ball mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't the K-man look so big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbU8eqRMHXI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/vbqjxIy6_KY/s1600-h/IMG_8456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311217832993496434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbU8eqRMHXI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/vbqjxIy6_KY/s400/IMG_8456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It has been such an adventure! My adorable husband does not know much about soccer so that season was smooth, but T-ball has started off a bit differently. We now have a backstop in the backyard, we have been through two bats to find the "just right" fit, and I have heard the comment on several occasions, "How can you teach a 4 year old how to stand to hit without getting frustrated!" (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HeeHee&lt;/span&gt;!) Really, my adorable husband and the K-man have really done well! The other night at practice the K-man was putting dirt in his cap and then putting it back on his head -Ha! AND he was also making face prints in the dirt (literally with his face!)...My adorable husband does smile and laugh at these things, but I also catch him rolling his eyes-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HeeHee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, there! I am back on the blogging saddle again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;What have you been up to?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-4354592422222303845?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/4354592422222303845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=4354592422222303845&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/4354592422222303845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/4354592422222303845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/03/moved-to-top-of-my-list.html' title='Moved to the TOP of my list!'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SbU-RHzQgGI/AAAAAAAAC_o/Of3uM_eUF54/s72-c/IMG_8633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-7021444336471804910</id><published>2009-02-24T14:54:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:46:19.289-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women'/><title type='text'>Talking Like a Lady</title><content type='html'>To continue with the &lt;a href="http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/02/walking-like-lady.html"&gt;"Like a Lady" &lt;/a&gt;thoughts here are the things that stuck out most to me regarding &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Talking&lt;/span&gt; Like a Lady.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Talking Like a Lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;She speaks with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue&lt;/em&gt;." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Proverbs 31:26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that is may benefit those who listen&lt;/em&gt;." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ephesians 4:29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;While these scriptures encourage us to "talk" with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wisdom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and to be &lt;strong&gt;Helpful &lt;/strong&gt;with our words and to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Build&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; each other up- we have a tendency to use our "talk" or words to be harmful and to hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ways to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; talk like a lady: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1. To have a lying tongue (Proverbs 6:16-19)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2. To be a gossip (Luke 18:9-14)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3. To grumble and complain (Philippians 2:14)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ways that were presented to avoid &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;harmful talk&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1. Be aware of what you say&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2. Pray the scriptures: "&lt;em&gt;May the words of my mouth and the mediation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer&lt;/em&gt;." &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Psalm 19:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3. Pray often to control your tongue&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4. Remember &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Philippians 4:13-&lt;/span&gt; "...&lt;em&gt;I can do everything through him who gives me strength&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5. Fill your heart with goodness and goodness will come out. (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Matthew 12:34-&lt;/span&gt;35)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;As Ladies we can be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;helpful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;harmful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;with our words. We need to make a choice to speak with words of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wisdom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and with the goal of being beneficial to those around us. Speak with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;helpful&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;words to our husbands, children, families, friends and strangers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"But I tell you that men will have to give an account for every careless word they have spoken. For by your words you will be acquitted and by your words you will be condemned." Matthew 12:36-37&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear Father, help me to be a woman after your own heart. I want to use my words to build up my husband, children and those around me. I want my words to be a light in the darkness. I love you, Father. Amen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-7021444336471804910?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/7021444336471804910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=7021444336471804910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/7021444336471804910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/7021444336471804910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/02/talking-like-lady.html' title='Talking Like a Lady'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-5209992377940589526</id><published>2009-02-23T10:53:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:46:54.993-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women'/><title type='text'>Walking Like a Lady</title><content type='html'>Recently, I attended a Ladies Retreat encouraging us to be the "Ladies" God desires for us to be. The weekend was so uplifting and refreshing for me that I want to share some thoughts with you. It also gives me another chance to meditate on the scriptures that were presented. The topics included: Walking Like a Lady, Talking Like a Lady, Sitting Like a Lady, Dressing Like a Lady, Acting like a Lady, Thinking like a Lady, and Worshiping like a Lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Walking Like a Lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, "I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life&lt;/em&gt;." John 8:12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden.&lt;/em&gt;" Matthew 5:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We are called to walk in the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and in turn we are able to be the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Anyone who claims to be in the light, but hates his brother is still in the darkness. Whoever loves his brother lives in the light, and there is nothing in him to make him stumble. But whoever hates his brother is in the darkness and walks around in the darkness: he does not know where he is going because the darkness has blinded him&lt;/em&gt;." 1John 2:9-11&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;And this is love: that we walk in obedience to his commands. As you have heard from the beginning, his command is that you walk in love."&lt;/em&gt; 2John 1:6&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We can only &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;walk in the light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if we also &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;walk in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As Ladies...We need to walk in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Light&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My hope is to continue sharing these thoughts with you over the next few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Dear Father, I want to walk with you daily. I want to feel and see your light. I want to learn to love as you love so that my path may be clear and straight. I want to walk with you, Father.Amen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-5209992377940589526?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/5209992377940589526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=5209992377940589526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5209992377940589526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/5209992377940589526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/02/walking-like-lady.html' title='Walking Like a Lady'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-7237034689038602025</id><published>2009-02-18T08:51:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:48:04.146-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You can too'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparent post'/><title type='text'>What was your guess?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you remember guessing what was in those &lt;a href="http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/01/fedex-ie.html"&gt; boxes &lt;/a&gt;?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZwh4TTV8PI/AAAAAAAAC-A/bA1ChFxf8zg/s1600-h/IMG_8334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304151712273395954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZwh4TTV8PI/AAAAAAAAC-A/bA1ChFxf8zg/s400/IMG_8334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUNKBEDS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I still have some decorating "things" I would like to add and change, but the boys love them! They have claimed the shelves that are also their head boards for their special things, which I think is wonderful. K-man changes his often and Little Bit is very clear that those things on his shelf are "mine".  On a side note: My adorable husband did a GREAT job putting them together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7903795890054503790-7237034689038602025?l=foreverflamingo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/feeds/7237034689038602025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7903795890054503790&amp;postID=7237034689038602025&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/7237034689038602025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7903795890054503790/posts/default/7237034689038602025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foreverflamingo.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-was-your-guess.html' title='What was your guess?'/><author><name>Lacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00955828734367960128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/TR-ctZQXEAI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/rVjDR2FvBww/S220/DSC_0241-picnik.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZwh4TTV8PI/AAAAAAAAC-A/bA1ChFxf8zg/s72-c/IMG_8334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7903795890054503790.post-3618267918678872510</id><published>2009-02-12T15:38:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:47:11.343-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><title type='text'>Never Enough Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just couldn't let the month of love pass on by without a few more crafty things!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSYeAkypcI/AAAAAAAAC9g/lMSs68EIudo/s1600-h/IMG_8367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302030302639728066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSYeAkypcI/AAAAAAAAC9g/lMSs68EIudo/s400/IMG_8367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSYd8vWHfI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/b21IGNEllbc/s1600-h/IMG_8368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302030301610253810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSYd8vWHfI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/b21IGNEllbc/s400/IMG_8368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made these quick little hand prints of the boys to hang on door knobs in our home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can never have to many hand prints of your children in your home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSYElr0sgI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/HFYFeAsEkY8/s1600-h/IMG_8358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302029865924735490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSYElr0sgI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/HFYFeAsEkY8/s400/IMG_8358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the valentine cards I sent out to some special people this year.&lt;br /&gt;I decided I wouldn't grow weary that the boys weren't wanting me to make them "cute" Valentine cards this year...I just sent my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSYETsNeAI/AAAAAAAAC9I/clHZxpy6Nu8/s1600-h/IMG_8360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302029861094520834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSYETsNeAI/AAAAAAAAC9I/clHZxpy6Nu8/s400/IMG_8360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; However, I did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sneak&lt;/span&gt; a little "cute" in! I attached these little frogs on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; valentines they handed out a school (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hee&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSYEAm8wII/AAAAAAAAC9A/J1CR0etfnhY/s1600-h/IMG_8366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302029855972180098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSYEAm8wII/AAAAAAAAC9A/J1CR0etfnhY/s400/IMG_8366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This jar of goodies went to my secret prayer sister at church...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSYEMxIGoI/AAAAAAAAC84/xMBd-uHsKAM/s1600-h/IMG_8370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302029859236092546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSYEMxIGoI/AAAAAAAAC84/xMBd-uHsKAM/s400/IMG_8370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also decided to make cookies for the boys teachers at school! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(no worries I made enough for all three of my boys to enjoy with a HUGE glass of milk!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSXka4IHAI/AAAAAAAAC8w/-lG1DDd8HUc/s1600-h/IMG_8372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302029313267735554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSXka4IHAI/AAAAAAAAC8w/-lG1DDd8HUc/s400/IMG_8372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the cookies went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSXkGlAPEI/AAAAAAAAC8o/I0gZX3HTLcI/s1600-h/IMG_8373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302029307818818626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSXkGlAPEI/AAAAAAAAC8o/I0gZX3HTLcI/s400/IMG_8373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then close goes the box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSXjpH7xmI/AAAAAAAAC8g/Hh_k4Ykm52E/s1600-h/Valentine+goodmail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302029299912263266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSXjpH7xmI/AAAAAAAAC8g/Hh_k4Ykm52E/s400/Valentine+goodmail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a batch of pictures taken by ALL the valentine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;good mail&lt;/span&gt; that was received over the last couple of day! The boys are so loved! Thank you Auntie Lindsey and Uncle Corey, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Gramzie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;PawPaw&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Grammie&lt;/span&gt; and Poppa, AND Great Granny and Great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Gandpa&lt;/span&gt;! I will being sending the wired, sugar high children to you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSXKNNTNcI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/_lz3mG0IPpM/s1600-h/IMG_8400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302028862921848258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8K8ULcm5594/SZSXKNNTNcI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/_lz3mG0IPpM/s320/IMG_8400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;good mail&lt;/span&gt; today from a special friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing like a little good mail to make your day brighter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you are enjoying this fun month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What special things have you done?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com
