<?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-6126850405753192401</id><updated>2012-01-29T01:02:17.217-08:00</updated><category term='Beach'/><title type='text'>A Dimple A Day...</title><subtitle type='html'>And other life blessings!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>182</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-7573535956994788821</id><published>2012-01-18T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T17:09:41.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruisin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A few pictures from the day after Christmas, once the rain cleared and we could play outdoors!&amp;nbsp; Davis couldn't get that smile off his face even if he tried!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2z6cvdQZPxc/Tv6LoSeCNII/AAAAAAAAAlM/A6FSRYHeSn0/s1600/DSC_0229.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2z6cvdQZPxc/Tv6LoSeCNII/AAAAAAAAAlM/A6FSRYHeSn0/s400/DSC_0229.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WkIHTgihZDk/Tv6L30wCVEI/AAAAAAAAAlU/eu6vFOczCPM/s1600/DSC_0235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WkIHTgihZDk/Tv6L30wCVEI/AAAAAAAAAlU/eu6vFOczCPM/s400/DSC_0235.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aWhSu0FqkCI/Tv6MJ0tSxZI/AAAAAAAAAlc/sSQaXRu3s9A/s1600/DSC_0248.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aWhSu0FqkCI/Tv6MJ0tSxZI/AAAAAAAAAlc/sSQaXRu3s9A/s400/DSC_0248.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Noah enjoying an oldie but a goodie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOgWLj0XXKw/Tv6MsXKKu1I/AAAAAAAAAlo/G3bUk9ehRcQ/s1600/DSC_0259.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOgWLj0XXKw/Tv6MsXKKu1I/AAAAAAAAAlo/G3bUk9ehRcQ/s400/DSC_0259.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IvG1RYzFZeo/Tv6M8csV6zI/AAAAAAAAAlw/SOcTwmYreho/s1600/DSC_0263.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IvG1RYzFZeo/Tv6M8csV6zI/AAAAAAAAAlw/SOcTwmYreho/s400/DSC_0263.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-7573535956994788821?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7573535956994788821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=7573535956994788821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7573535956994788821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7573535956994788821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2012/01/cruisin.html' title='Cruisin&apos;'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2z6cvdQZPxc/Tv6LoSeCNII/AAAAAAAAAlM/A6FSRYHeSn0/s72-c/DSC_0229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-227766333283610425</id><published>2012-01-17T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T13:39:53.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After a lovely Christmas Day we headed over the my grandmother's house for a BIG family get together.&amp;nbsp; Here is a picture of my dad and Davis in their red sweater vest.&amp;nbsp; Davis never wants to wear a sweater vest but&amp;nbsp;if I tell him that Grandaddy man wears them then he stops complaining&amp;nbsp;and puts it on.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-10WHW41nE3c/Tv6JdB0OQMI/AAAAAAAAAkc/uz4Ds0eX4rQ/s1600/DSC_0205.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-10WHW41nE3c/Tv6JdB0OQMI/AAAAAAAAAkc/uz4Ds0eX4rQ/s400/DSC_0205.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jimmy got a nerf gun from his sister for Christmas- yes he is a grown man, yes- it was a brilliant idea and yes-&amp;nbsp;I hate that I didn't think of it!&amp;nbsp; He was nice enough to let Davis play with it and Davis LOVED it- I'm not sure everyone else in the room did but they were good sports too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UyVpKKaVlmk/Tv6JvfkpGuI/AAAAAAAAAkk/JQFVsR4dwkc/s1600/DSC_0208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UyVpKKaVlmk/Tv6JvfkpGuI/AAAAAAAAAkk/JQFVsR4dwkc/s400/DSC_0208.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Davis passed out presents which is no small feet with this clan.&amp;nbsp; He did great and was rewarded by getting to be one of the first ones to open presents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3gkSCuaCVMw/Tv6KDbHBu3I/AAAAAAAAAks/9BO_tJ9_v0I/s1600/DSC_0214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3gkSCuaCVMw/Tv6KDbHBu3I/AAAAAAAAAks/9BO_tJ9_v0I/s400/DSC_0214.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vHsQIUSRETw/Tv6KrKt1eoI/AAAAAAAAAk4/06E1FTSrmsc/s1600/DSC_0216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vHsQIUSRETw/Tv6KrKt1eoI/AAAAAAAAAk4/06E1FTSrmsc/s400/DSC_0216.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OeOZ_3feU1Q/Tv6K85z-8OI/AAAAAAAAAlA/wpBv1E_s_BU/s1600/DSC_0218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OeOZ_3feU1Q/Tv6K85z-8OI/AAAAAAAAAlA/wpBv1E_s_BU/s400/DSC_0218.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think Noah was a little overwhelmed by the magnitude of the day/evening and was camera shy.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, he enjoyed it as well and I anticipate next year he will be right in the middle of chaos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-227766333283610425?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/227766333283610425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=227766333283610425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/227766333283610425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/227766333283610425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-night.html' title='Christmas Night...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-10WHW41nE3c/Tv6JdB0OQMI/AAAAAAAAAkc/uz4Ds0eX4rQ/s72-c/DSC_0205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-4705771391378246734</id><published>2012-01-16T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T20:19:08.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2011-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Eve I was determined to get a picture of my boys sitting in front of the Christmas Tree with my new camera!&amp;nbsp; Sounds simple enough, right?&amp;nbsp; Wrong.&amp;nbsp; Getting two little excited boys to sit still on Christmas Eve is virtually impossible!&amp;nbsp; They just love to mess with each&amp;nbsp; other!&amp;nbsp; I hated to ruin the fun, festive, silly mood so I just had to go with it.&amp;nbsp; So this is real life.... on Christmas Eve.... and looking back it was perfect even if the picture are not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rU2LnMDq9gQ/Tv579I-NbgI/AAAAAAAAAh4/KWoJhzhQO58/s1600/DSC_0088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rU2LnMDq9gQ/Tv579I-NbgI/AAAAAAAAAh4/KWoJhzhQO58/s400/DSC_0088.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cqkrEGGHLsk/Tv58-zG-peI/AAAAAAAAAiM/9Jjy0URwg2s/s1600/DSC_0090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cqkrEGGHLsk/Tv58-zG-peI/AAAAAAAAAiM/9Jjy0URwg2s/s400/DSC_0090.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eG6z1s8LIJo/Tv59P1hXnKI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3SsilQNm3_o/s1600/DSC_0099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eG6z1s8LIJo/Tv59P1hXnKI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3SsilQNm3_o/s400/DSC_0099.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_E51GVYTTMo/Tv59g7ObNhI/AAAAAAAAAic/_eavACrZEhA/s1600/DSC_0103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_E51GVYTTMo/Tv59g7ObNhI/AAAAAAAAAic/_eavACrZEhA/s400/DSC_0103.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Davis pointing to his hand print ornament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SMMtiSq4E50/Tv59xjRhMEI/AAAAAAAAAik/IQHyjUQGRCc/s1600/DSC_0126.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SMMtiSq4E50/Tv59xjRhMEI/AAAAAAAAAik/IQHyjUQGRCc/s400/DSC_0126.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We set out the truck before we went to sleep (our gift to the boys) and Santa came when we were all snug in our beds :0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tYaZ1pxOboU/Tv6DHNhbM0I/AAAAAAAAAjE/OXp8YqMZxIY/s1600/DSC_0143.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tYaZ1pxOboU/Tv6DHNhbM0I/AAAAAAAAAjE/OXp8YqMZxIY/s400/DSC_0143.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PfjLWYNOmbM/Tv6DUEZZeXI/AAAAAAAAAjM/7wVYIeddDBw/s1600/DSC_0146.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PfjLWYNOmbM/Tv6DUEZZeXI/AAAAAAAAAjM/7wVYIeddDBw/s400/DSC_0146.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t3ktLHxBusA/Tv6EAuZ4ihI/AAAAAAAAAjY/YQZ3zBvyO0w/s1600/DSC_0148.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t3ktLHxBusA/Tv6EAuZ4ihI/AAAAAAAAAjY/YQZ3zBvyO0w/s400/DSC_0148.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We thought that perhaps this was the year we would have to get up at the crack of dawn because the boys would wake up!&amp;nbsp; However, they actually slept late till about 8:30.&amp;nbsp; Merry Christmas to us! :)&amp;nbsp; Davis was excited it was Jesus' birthday from the moment he woke up!&amp;nbsp; He also started thanking Santa for his gifts before he even got down stairs!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here he is upon first glimpse!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RhcNKcpbhn4/Tv6ETWOe4aI/AAAAAAAAAjg/7GoOT1Ku-Po/s1600/DSC_0161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RhcNKcpbhn4/Tv6ETWOe4aI/AAAAAAAAAjg/7GoOT1Ku-Po/s400/DSC_0161.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Her is our sweet Noah, not willing to let go of his old trains, to embrace his new shake-n-go Mater :)&amp;nbsp; I could just squeeze him he is so cute in his plaid PJ's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ObI633_RUxQ/Tv6Eou8uhoI/AAAAAAAAAjo/MmsYjCsz--c/s1600/DSC_0167.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ObI633_RUxQ/Tv6Eou8uhoI/AAAAAAAAAjo/MmsYjCsz--c/s400/DSC_0167.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Davis got a headlamp in his stocking.&amp;nbsp; He proclaimed "Now I can creap around in the dark just like Daddy."&amp;nbsp; Makes you wonder doesn't it!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtYlp1lZukM/Tv6FLHtczBI/AAAAAAAAAj0/y1nJpcLD2qY/s1600/DSC_0170.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtYlp1lZukM/Tv6FLHtczBI/AAAAAAAAAj0/y1nJpcLD2qY/s400/DSC_0170.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys literally didn't notice the&amp;nbsp;Ford F150 truck&amp;nbsp;until about 15 minutes into the morning when we had to point it out to them!&amp;nbsp; Kind of crazy but sweet all rolled into one!&amp;nbsp; It has a real radio in it and I still can't decide if that is&amp;nbsp;a good thing or a bad thing.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully it will remain positive but certainly something to keep me on my toes!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dLfwn5zO7GE/Tv6FdJG-V8I/AAAAAAAAAj8/iDtgja4y2Uc/s1600/DSC_0176.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dLfwn5zO7GE/Tv6FdJG-V8I/AAAAAAAAAj8/iDtgja4y2Uc/s400/DSC_0176.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after these pictures Davis drove forward almost taking down our tree (not to mention me)!&amp;nbsp; Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4y5MhsQei00/Tv6FwAb6wYI/AAAAAAAAAkE/073ucqLfFY8/s1600/DSC_0179.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4y5MhsQei00/Tv6FwAb6wYI/AAAAAAAAAkE/073ucqLfFY8/s400/DSC_0179.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Noah wasn't at all interested in the truck and to this day, is still not.&amp;nbsp; I hope it will grow on him because it was his gift as well.&amp;nbsp; We are trying not to push it upon him so only time will tell.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It rained ALL of Christmas day so we really didn't have a chance to drive outside until the next day!&amp;nbsp; Davis couldn't believe it was raining- after last Christmas he fully expected snow (no joke).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-41Xy7mwtSDs/Tv6HKOEpNJI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/INaP-zB8bKQ/s1600/DSC_0184.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-41Xy7mwtSDs/Tv6HKOEpNJI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/INaP-zB8bKQ/s400/DSC_0184.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a wonderful, laid back morning!&amp;nbsp; We had some monkey bread, breakfast casserole, coffee, and Christmas music.&amp;nbsp; All of it was so ideal (minus the fact that the kids had terrible colds).&amp;nbsp; We are so thankful that God has given us more then we ever could have asked for.&amp;nbsp; This past year has been a difficult year for both sides of the family and I think Matt and I have really realized how much things can quickly change.&amp;nbsp; I don't say this lightly or as a cliche but we are so very blessed.&amp;nbsp; I hope and pray that we are able to communicate to&amp;nbsp;our boys&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;that all of these things, our house, our food, our family, and Jesus himself are precious gifts.&amp;nbsp; May we be reminded of that throughout the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-4705771391378246734?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4705771391378246734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=4705771391378246734&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/4705771391378246734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/4705771391378246734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-2011.html' title='Christmas 2011-'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rU2LnMDq9gQ/Tv579I-NbgI/AAAAAAAAAh4/KWoJhzhQO58/s72-c/DSC_0088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-1033534436083115246</id><published>2012-01-13T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T13:59:01.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve Afternoon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On Christmas Eve day we went to Gigi &amp;amp; Grandaddy Man's house!&amp;nbsp; I thought the boys might be exhausted but nothing like a ton of presents to get the adrenaline going! :)&amp;nbsp; Matt surprised me when we got there by giving me my Christmas present: a new camera!&amp;nbsp; I didn't &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; a new one but had been desiring to update mine for quite a while.&amp;nbsp; I hadn't realized that I had ever really vocalized this but apparently I've casually mentioned it in conversation.&amp;nbsp; My husband listens well (most of the time)! :)&amp;nbsp; My boys spoil me.&amp;nbsp; Speaking of spoiled- here is proof that we are all are&amp;nbsp;very spoiled.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AnsQ-Wr6FX0/Tvvtll7yG9I/AAAAAAAAAg0/XwZzbUbbwfk/s1600/DSC_0026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AnsQ-Wr6FX0/Tvvtll7yG9I/AAAAAAAAAg0/XwZzbUbbwfk/s400/DSC_0026.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-weec3_ElUXc/Tvvt6rnk7HI/AAAAAAAAAg8/xRvaRYMw7KE/s1600/DSC_0038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-weec3_ElUXc/Tvvt6rnk7HI/AAAAAAAAAg8/xRvaRYMw7KE/s400/DSC_0038.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LMs4nhstzjo/TvvuM6JF68I/AAAAAAAAAhE/wHwE-Nz8oe8/s1600/DSC_0052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LMs4nhstzjo/TvvuM6JF68I/AAAAAAAAAhE/wHwE-Nz8oe8/s400/DSC_0052.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have I mentioned that we are ecstatic that my sister is expecting again?&amp;nbsp; You can ready more about this special little baby &lt;a href="http://www.incuteshoes.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-merry-christmas.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; I think she may have had just as many presents as anyone else at Christmas!&amp;nbsp; We are just so excited!&amp;nbsp; If you could please pray for our family as her pregnancy continues that we will be blessed with peace and that the baby will be blessed with good health!&amp;nbsp; We have learned to take nothing forgranted- especially the miracle of a sweet little&amp;nbsp;baby! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-foU60TMspDE/Tvvu7T28GlI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/mirSBfQj7ZQ/s1600/DSC_0056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-foU60TMspDE/Tvvu7T28GlI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/mirSBfQj7ZQ/s400/DSC_0056.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nr9tpvvkGOM/TvvvNLSpx4I/AAAAAAAAAhY/bNj0_c-ZqAg/s1600/DSC_0015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nr9tpvvkGOM/TvvvNLSpx4I/AAAAAAAAAhY/bNj0_c-ZqAg/s400/DSC_0015.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really want to start being more purposeful in taking group pictures at family get togethers.&amp;nbsp; I'm terrible about it and I think we are missing such great opportunity when we are all together.&amp;nbsp; Therefore, family and friends be forewarned:&amp;nbsp; I'm going to start being "that" person.&amp;nbsp; Come prepared for pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And for posterity sake, here is a glimpse of our 2012 Christmas card!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C9BamhAoqT8/TvvtEyEnUTI/AAAAAAAAAgs/rZGgMBn5Hwo/s1600/Christmas+2011+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C9BamhAoqT8/TvvtEyEnUTI/AAAAAAAAAgs/rZGgMBn5Hwo/s1600/Christmas+2011+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C9BamhAoqT8/TvvtEyEnUTI/AAAAAAAAAgs/rZGgMBn5Hwo/s400/Christmas+2011+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-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/6126850405753192401-1033534436083115246?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1033534436083115246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=1033534436083115246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/1033534436083115246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/1033534436083115246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-eve-afternoon.html' title='Christmas Eve Afternoon...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AnsQ-Wr6FX0/Tvvtll7yG9I/AAAAAAAAAg0/XwZzbUbbwfk/s72-c/DSC_0026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-5192302327406551340</id><published>2012-01-10T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T09:28:00.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas - Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anybody care to tell me how me how these boys got so big?!?&amp;nbsp;Better yet,&amp;nbsp;does anyone care to tell me how in the world you get 3 boys to all look at the camera and smile at the same time?!?&amp;nbsp; I feel like I've gotten so close recently but yet am still so far away from achieving&amp;nbsp;a good&amp;nbsp;"cousin" picture!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AD123XyJDoY/Tv6XYtAc4XI/AAAAAAAAAos/3CvS-OeF-6M/s1600/IMG_4792.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AD123XyJDoY/Tv6XYtAc4XI/AAAAAAAAAos/3CvS-OeF-6M/s400/IMG_4792.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The weekend before Christmas we had a small family get together!&amp;nbsp; There were a few presents opened and good times had!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V9GtUYoAzFk/Tv6X1H6ateI/AAAAAAAAAo8/tTivy_JykQI/s1600/IMG_4794.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V9GtUYoAzFk/Tv6X1H6ateI/AAAAAAAAAo8/tTivy_JykQI/s400/IMG_4794.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Eve morning G-Mama and Papa came over for breakfast and we exchanged presents with them!&amp;nbsp; It was a lovely morning and my boys soaked up all the attention!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_uA35cuWDxc/Tv6QaAyypOI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/eyJtbqJo4Tg/s1600/IMG_4864.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_uA35cuWDxc/Tv6QaAyypOI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/eyJtbqJo4Tg/s400/IMG_4864.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Inside the box below is a 24 piece&amp;nbsp;Thomas puzzle that G-Mama and Papa gave Noah.&amp;nbsp; That could have been the only present he got all Christmas and he would have been perfectly happy!&amp;nbsp; He is obsessed wtih that puzzle and puts it together by himself at least 3 times a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A-5AzhFk1vM/Tv6QrSjh8JI/AAAAAAAAAnY/SqgA2QPab50/s1600/IMG_4867.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A-5AzhFk1vM/Tv6QrSjh8JI/AAAAAAAAAnY/SqgA2QPab50/s400/IMG_4867.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Davis wearing his Santa hat!&amp;nbsp; He was pumped about all his gifts but especially his cars2 wii game.&amp;nbsp; He loves to play that game with his daddy!&amp;nbsp; I try but&amp;nbsp;he made his preference clear&amp;nbsp;on the first day when he said&amp;nbsp;"Mommy, you are normally a good driver, but not in this game."&amp;nbsp; For the record- I'm getting better! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dXBkDme9IN8/Tv6Q7FLqNCI/AAAAAAAAAng/bKS4zp0os4c/s1600/IMG_4870.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dXBkDme9IN8/Tv6Q7FLqNCI/AAAAAAAAAng/bKS4zp0os4c/s400/IMG_4870.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-5192302327406551340?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5192302327406551340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=5192302327406551340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/5192302327406551340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/5192302327406551340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2012/01/gorman-christmas.html' title='Christmas - Part I'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AD123XyJDoY/Tv6XYtAc4XI/AAAAAAAAAos/3CvS-OeF-6M/s72-c/IMG_4792.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-2032031297905557740</id><published>2012-01-05T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T10:43:00.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Santa Picture...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our Santa picture went something like this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hs4WB0Go4ew/Tv6YjjEwmpI/AAAAAAAAApI/OPSHAzd_kuQ/s1600/IMG_4714.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hs4WB0Go4ew/Tv6YjjEwmpI/AAAAAAAAApI/OPSHAzd_kuQ/s400/IMG_4714.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The professional one is much better but the expressions are the same!&amp;nbsp; Once again, Davis asked for Fin McMissile only this time he asked for battery's to go with it.&amp;nbsp; Santa looked up at me and said "He is very thorough."&amp;nbsp; I had to agree!&amp;nbsp; Noah was just happy to be back in my arms.&amp;nbsp; Davis was concerned that this Santa wasn't like the one we saw on the train.&amp;nbsp; I had to agree but didn't&amp;nbsp;know what else to say.&amp;nbsp; Then he&amp;nbsp;immediately concluded that the Santa on the train wasn't the "real" Santa because there were people dressed up as all sorts of things.&amp;nbsp; Thus, this Santa "the one we saw today was REAL Mommy!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Very exciting and I loved hearing his thought process!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-2032031297905557740?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2032031297905557740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=2032031297905557740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/2032031297905557740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/2032031297905557740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-santa-picture.html' title='2011 Santa Picture...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hs4WB0Go4ew/Tv6YjjEwmpI/AAAAAAAAApI/OPSHAzd_kuQ/s72-c/IMG_4714.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-6834050938819519699</id><published>2012-01-03T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T12:19:30.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Christmas Parties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a first this Christmas.&amp;nbsp; Now that Noah attends a mothers morning out program- my boys Christmas parties conflicted!&amp;nbsp; Same time, same day!&amp;nbsp; I've seen moms pop in one room and then go pop in another room but I was afraid that Noah wouldn't really "let" me do that- once he sees me he is rather attached (oh to feel so loved).&amp;nbsp; Since my mom previously taught with Davis' teacher more than 2 decades ago, she offered to go attend his class party so I could attend Noah's.&amp;nbsp; I ended up coordinating the class party for Davis- so I hated to miss out but I know he was thrilled to have his Gigi with him and flooded her with memories from long ago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Below is Noah- enjoying the food at his party!&amp;nbsp; He loved every&amp;nbsp;item on his plate and was in Heaven!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xn7DOY-15BI/Tv6UZsv_QLI/AAAAAAAAAn4/JIoBumgd1gI/s1600/IMG_4734.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xn7DOY-15BI/Tv6UZsv_QLI/AAAAAAAAAn4/JIoBumgd1gI/s400/IMG_4734.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He is sitting by our friend Will who was born the day after Noah at the same hospital.&amp;nbsp; I went to high school with Will's parents and we have remained friends over the years!&amp;nbsp; So nice to watch our boys grow up together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EBcj2YE6kGE/Tv6UoI-K3JI/AAAAAAAAAoA/0_9b6bMwga0/s1600/IMG_4735.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EBcj2YE6kGE/Tv6UoI-K3JI/AAAAAAAAAoA/0_9b6bMwga0/s400/IMG_4735.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6hApWGqxBB8/Tv6U4fIO91I/AAAAAAAAAoI/mpgEc40SNNo/s1600/IMG_4736.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6hApWGqxBB8/Tv6U4fIO91I/AAAAAAAAAoI/mpgEc40SNNo/s400/IMG_4736.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isn't he adorable?&amp;nbsp; Every time I go pick up Noah, if Will is still there, he looks at me like "Won't you please take me home too?"&amp;nbsp; I would if I could buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gWQGzdQdptY/Tv6VIv9QFiI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/sgnIP_xdNMU/s1600/IMG_4741.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gWQGzdQdptY/Tv6VIv9QFiI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/sgnIP_xdNMU/s400/IMG_4741.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a flattering picture of me below but how can you not post it when Noah's grin is sooo sweet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RVaNvS0QlaM/Tv6VW2cZiPI/AAAAAAAAAoY/28kGsalxDpE/s1600/IMG_4751.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RVaNvS0QlaM/Tv6VW2cZiPI/AAAAAAAAAoY/28kGsalxDpE/s400/IMG_4751.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Davis and Gigi- at his party!&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately I didn't get to take many pictures at his party&amp;nbsp;but I heard it was lots of fun and a great success!&amp;nbsp; We brough reindeer PB&amp;amp;J&amp;nbsp;sandwiches for his class and they loved them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gV7Tc7vLKk8/Tv6Vk4VNvQI/AAAAAAAAAog/lfqUVFv2WHk/s1600/IMG_4756.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gV7Tc7vLKk8/Tv6Vk4VNvQI/AAAAAAAAAog/lfqUVFv2WHk/s320/IMG_4756.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-6834050938819519699?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6834050938819519699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=6834050938819519699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/6834050938819519699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/6834050938819519699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/12/school-christmas-parties.html' title='School Christmas Parties'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xn7DOY-15BI/Tv6UZsv_QLI/AAAAAAAAAn4/JIoBumgd1gI/s72-c/IMG_4734.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-1062193655986433940</id><published>2012-01-02T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T12:48:19.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Train Ride....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The weekend after Thanksgiving my in-laws graciously took us and my SIL&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; nephew&amp;nbsp;on a train ride!&amp;nbsp; Anyone who has met my kids know that they love, love, love trains!&amp;nbsp; Trains + Christmas&amp;nbsp;= Bliss&amp;nbsp; Doens't get much better than that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LDDVW_5Dj5U/Tv6NhpNxj1I/AAAAAAAAAl8/LkREN8KErO4/s1600/IMG_4516.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LDDVW_5Dj5U/Tv6NhpNxj1I/AAAAAAAAAl8/LkREN8KErO4/s400/IMG_4516.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7lhjE73JnQ/Tv6NxNJuwPI/AAAAAAAAAmE/3KNHQIwHerE/s1600/IMG_4518.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7lhjE73JnQ/Tv6NxNJuwPI/AAAAAAAAAmE/3KNHQIwHerE/s400/IMG_4518.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--IWdBIkl7D0/Tv6OAGYKajI/AAAAAAAAAmM/vP84GYoqnzQ/s1600/IMG_4521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--IWdBIkl7D0/Tv6OAGYKajI/AAAAAAAAAmM/vP84GYoqnzQ/s400/IMG_4521.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iU10BNNEveo/Tv6OlfP2EjI/AAAAAAAAAmY/j5s0HAOun3g/s1600/IMG_4527.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iU10BNNEveo/Tv6OlfP2EjI/AAAAAAAAAmY/j5s0HAOun3g/s400/IMG_4527.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The ride lasted about an hour and Noah was quite a handful during that hour.&amp;nbsp; The train consisted of singing common Christmas songs&amp;nbsp;and visits from Frosty, Rudolph, and Santa.&amp;nbsp; There was also a bear and a grinch outside of the train, which Davis didn't really appreciate either one of those!&amp;nbsp; Below is Noah glancing at one of the characters up ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BhGOsz7GKS4/Tv6OyPzhskI/AAAAAAAAAmg/vFT2Fr3UaxU/s1600/IMG_4551.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BhGOsz7GKS4/Tv6OyPzhskI/AAAAAAAAAmg/vFT2Fr3UaxU/s400/IMG_4551.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Davis with his G-Mama and Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S7H92X9JrTI/Tv6PA3CGQbI/AAAAAAAAAmo/bfmZj25eOkQ/s1600/IMG_4555.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S7H92X9JrTI/Tv6PA3CGQbI/AAAAAAAAAmo/bfmZj25eOkQ/s400/IMG_4555.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Noah's cute fish face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W1ihTokWyMA/Tv6PXe8bE1I/AAAAAAAAAm0/TVinrV3asHA/s1600/IMG_4565.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W1ihTokWyMA/Tv6PXe8bE1I/AAAAAAAAAm0/TVinrV3asHA/s400/IMG_4565.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rudolph.... need I say more?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtLCrdBxLdk/Tv6PlXXmV3I/AAAAAAAAAm8/rBsKRknGcg0/s1600/IMG_4567.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vtLCrdBxLdk/Tv6PlXXmV3I/AAAAAAAAAm8/rBsKRknGcg0/s400/IMG_4567.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And of course, SANTA!&amp;nbsp; Davis was apprehensive at first so Matt "called out" to Santa that Davis wanted a pink tutu! Davis was MORTIFIED and begged his Daddy to stop!!!&amp;nbsp; We now know he can be easily embarassed by us! :)&amp;nbsp; Davis had to go see Santa himself to set the record straight- he didn't want a pink tutu at all but rather a shake-n-go Fin McMissle from Cars2!&amp;nbsp; He told Santa he could give the pink tutu to his Daddy instead :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Noah was fine with Santa as long as I was by his side but preferred not to talk to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zCle9WucD9g/Tv6PzlKSPbI/AAAAAAAAAnE/ra3Fz-zZScw/s1600/IMG_4576.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zCle9WucD9g/Tv6PzlKSPbI/AAAAAAAAAnE/ra3Fz-zZScw/s400/IMG_4576.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a fun- long day!&amp;nbsp; Noah might have been a little young for the experience but overall did pretty good.&amp;nbsp; Davis was slightly cranky that day and I'm still not sure why.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps it was lots of unkowns for him but he was just talking about the train ride the other day so I know he appreciated the experience!&amp;nbsp; Thanks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;G-Mama &amp;amp; Papa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-1062193655986433940?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1062193655986433940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=1062193655986433940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/1062193655986433940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/1062193655986433940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-train-ride.html' title='Christmas Train Ride....'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LDDVW_5Dj5U/Tv6NhpNxj1I/AAAAAAAAAl8/LkREN8KErO4/s72-c/IMG_4516.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-7817087011657628070</id><published>2012-01-01T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T20:42:41.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Better late than never right?!?&amp;nbsp; It's a new year but we've got so much to be thankful for!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mkMECepBJ0E/Tv6avD6jcjI/AAAAAAAAApU/C4c89zhU78Q/s1600/IMG_4496.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mkMECepBJ0E/Tv6avD6jcjI/AAAAAAAAApU/C4c89zhU78Q/s400/IMG_4496.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And if the size of the grimace on you face when you pray&amp;nbsp;is an indication of how thankful you are....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kwavh_kj8eg/Tv6a-SH3Z6I/AAAAAAAAApc/-fvGhiVfdto/s1600/IMG_4502.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kwavh_kj8eg/Tv6a-SH3Z6I/AAAAAAAAApc/-fvGhiVfdto/s400/IMG_4502.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then Davis' is so very, very thankful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C0GaYXFpc7Y/Tv6bNaaAD2I/AAAAAAAAApk/V9KrTgqVQS8/s1600/IMG_4503.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C0GaYXFpc7Y/Tv6bNaaAD2I/AAAAAAAAApk/V9KrTgqVQS8/s400/IMG_4503.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Showing off his annual turkey hand print placemat.&amp;nbsp; We adore this kid.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2a0B8zGJIlA/Tv6bbHYRBWI/AAAAAAAAAps/3tSkizdO11g/s1600/IMG_4504.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2a0B8zGJIlA/Tv6bbHYRBWI/AAAAAAAAAps/3tSkizdO11g/s400/IMG_4504.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-7817087011657628070?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7817087011657628070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=7817087011657628070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7817087011657628070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7817087011657628070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2012/01/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mkMECepBJ0E/Tv6avD6jcjI/AAAAAAAAApU/C4c89zhU78Q/s72-c/IMG_4496.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-940506875162334796</id><published>2011-12-22T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T17:22:34.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Celebration continue...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A few more pictures of the big birthday weekend and our gathering at my in-laws house to celebrate my wonderful husband and youngest son!&amp;nbsp; We are a blessed family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P8S4Hnq-my8/TuA1kIzaW0I/AAAAAAAAAfU/zqxub0mH0XA/s1600/IMG_4237.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" mda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P8S4Hnq-my8/TuA1kIzaW0I/AAAAAAAAAfU/zqxub0mH0XA/s320/IMG_4237.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lQezZFNVEcU/TuA14hbNVLI/AAAAAAAAAfc/CfsVG0IoUFc/s1600/IMG_4352.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" mda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lQezZFNVEcU/TuA14hbNVLI/AAAAAAAAAfc/CfsVG0IoUFc/s320/IMG_4352.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" mda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wWocxCD12B0/TuA2qNjcJQI/AAAAAAAAAf0/BOHr1RHfg6I/s320/IMG_4372.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U55V4pt6yEo/TuA2yiHSFOI/AAAAAAAAAf8/HMrZrEwmca4/s1600/Cousins+Created.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" mda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U55V4pt6yEo/TuA2yiHSFOI/AAAAAAAAAf8/HMrZrEwmca4/s320/Cousins+Created.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-940506875162334796?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/940506875162334796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=940506875162334796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/940506875162334796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/940506875162334796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/12/let-celebration-continue.html' title='Let the Celebration continue...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P8S4Hnq-my8/TuA1kIzaW0I/AAAAAAAAAfU/zqxub0mH0XA/s72-c/IMG_4237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-2805733885813081931</id><published>2011-12-07T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T19:54:48.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah's Second Birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We celebrated Noah's birthday with my side of the family at our family cabin in the mountains!&amp;nbsp; The celebration was a week early due to the fact that the AHA heart walk that we were walking for in honor of my niece, Reese, was on his birthday!&amp;nbsp; It was a big event and we felt like celebrating early might allow us to focus more attention on the birthday boy!&amp;nbsp; I think it was a wise move and besides who doesn't like a week long birthday celebration !?!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Davis &amp;amp; Gigi made Noah the super attractive cake below!&amp;nbsp; (It was also Davis' weekend to bring home the class dog, Freddie, as seen below).&amp;nbsp; Noah was pretty darn cute the whole way through the night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YhnFXNa99Jk/TuAwl5W2MrI/AAAAAAAAAes/k-Vba2FhyiQ/s1600/IMG_4194.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" mda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YhnFXNa99Jk/TuAwl5W2MrI/AAAAAAAAAes/k-Vba2FhyiQ/s320/IMG_4194.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At one point during the weekend, we had put him in the pack-n-play for a nap only for him to escape (for who knows how long?) and he crept upstairs with the biggest, sly smile on his face- so proud of himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F_Xzi9DGSB4/TuAw3Cz2u9I/AAAAAAAAAe0/0Ehnzj6pZKs/s1600/IMG_4199.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" mda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F_Xzi9DGSB4/TuAw3Cz2u9I/AAAAAAAAAe0/0Ehnzj6pZKs/s320/IMG_4199.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love those boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M0KBlLj7m_E/TuAxHMEjWpI/AAAAAAAAAe8/aMldXLeN8w8/s1600/IMG_4210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" mda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M0KBlLj7m_E/TuAxHMEjWpI/AAAAAAAAAe8/aMldXLeN8w8/s320/IMG_4210.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Clapping during the singing of "Happy Birthday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3H-hmE6K90k/TuAxYyExzoI/AAAAAAAAAfE/f0S82YRnVnk/s1600/IMG_4217.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" mda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3H-hmE6K90k/TuAxYyExzoI/AAAAAAAAAfE/f0S82YRnVnk/s320/IMG_4217.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sA4vVR0U7S4/TuAyjPPjSSI/AAAAAAAAAfM/mizKnW1XiMw/s1600/IMG_4225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" mda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sA4vVR0U7S4/TuAyjPPjSSI/AAAAAAAAAfM/mizKnW1XiMw/s320/IMG_4225.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Birthday my sweet Noah!&amp;nbsp; You are&amp;nbsp;a handful &amp;amp; a heart full!&amp;nbsp; I adore you and your cute ways!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-2805733885813081931?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2805733885813081931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=2805733885813081931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/2805733885813081931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/2805733885813081931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/12/noahs-second-birthday.html' title='Noah&apos;s Second Birthday...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YhnFXNa99Jk/TuAwl5W2MrI/AAAAAAAAAes/k-Vba2FhyiQ/s72-c/IMG_4194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-7915112664849085667</id><published>2011-12-02T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T10:01:51.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys and I met my in-laws at a pumpkin patch during the middle of October (Matt was on a fishing trip).&amp;nbsp; It was really a great day and I would say the highlight of the day was the hayride we all went on!&amp;nbsp; The boys loved it!&amp;nbsp; We also saw pumpkins galore and countless GIGANTIC ones!&amp;nbsp; Always so much fun!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nZmnUsNpbgg/TtkPEYyjB8I/AAAAAAAAAcU/WV01BRp_6R4/s1600/IMG_4099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nZmnUsNpbgg/TtkPEYyjB8I/AAAAAAAAAcU/WV01BRp_6R4/s320/IMG_4099.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XwBOeL16c2E/TtkPU0rI4AI/AAAAAAAAAcc/TS7cYaVjA64/s1600/IMG_4103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XwBOeL16c2E/TtkPU0rI4AI/AAAAAAAAAcc/TS7cYaVjA64/s320/IMG_4103.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My nephew T-Man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3X9sHnqWXr0/TtkPkAIlvmI/AAAAAAAAAck/1hqaNfAoWT8/s1600/IMG_4120.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3X9sHnqWXr0/TtkPkAIlvmI/AAAAAAAAAck/1hqaNfAoWT8/s320/IMG_4120.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LmDZAFeo2yE/TtkP-QnM89I/AAAAAAAAAcs/RGMRoVXSB2c/s1600/IMG_4148.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LmDZAFeo2yE/TtkP-QnM89I/AAAAAAAAAcs/RGMRoVXSB2c/s320/IMG_4148.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Davis was pumped about the hayride and loved that he got a ticket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tmp-ZPHoZU0/TtkQQozc_nI/AAAAAAAAAc0/nc8AnZTiloQ/s1600/IMG_4153.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tmp-ZPHoZU0/TtkQQozc_nI/AAAAAAAAAc0/nc8AnZTiloQ/s320/IMG_4153.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Noah was upset when he saw Davis had a ticket and he didn't.&amp;nbsp; This was his reaction as soon as we handed him his very own ticket!&amp;nbsp; All was right with the world again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H31vG3B8PlU/TtkQi7gD0EI/AAAAAAAAAc8/rSh-b7KkhfU/s1600/IMG_4155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H31vG3B8PlU/TtkQi7gD0EI/AAAAAAAAAc8/rSh-b7KkhfU/s320/IMG_4155.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Davis got some good snuggles with his G-Mama on the hayride.&amp;nbsp; Noah almost seemed to fall asleep on the hayride he was so over stimulated and exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n7RGPcjju04/TtkQxoXyAYI/AAAAAAAAAdE/15Mw3LHlqtE/s1600/IMG_4168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n7RGPcjju04/TtkQxoXyAYI/AAAAAAAAAdE/15Mw3LHlqtE/s320/IMG_4168.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Such a fun day!&amp;nbsp; I would love to make it annual tradition!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-7915112664849085667?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7915112664849085667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=7915112664849085667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7915112664849085667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7915112664849085667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/12/pumpkin-patch-2011.html' title='Pumpkin Patch 2011'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nZmnUsNpbgg/TtkPEYyjB8I/AAAAAAAAAcU/WV01BRp_6R4/s72-c/IMG_4099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-8353867012427878747</id><published>2011-10-30T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T11:10:31.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>State Fair- The Joys &amp; Sorrows....</title><content type='html'>Davis went to the fair last year with Gigi&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; Grandaddy and had a blast!&amp;nbsp; So he couldn't wait to go back this year when it rolled into town!&amp;nbsp; My hubby and I are not fair going people but having kids will make you do things you would normally never do (can i get an&amp;nbsp;AMEN?)&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My timid 4 year old isn't scared at all when it comes to riding rides (and FAIR rides, at that- ignorance is bliss my friends)!&amp;nbsp; It is wonderful to see him be so brave and excited!&amp;nbsp; We didn't now how Noah would react so when Davis said the first ride he wanted to go on was Nemo- we though it looked like a nice tame ride to start Noah (typically our wild man) out on.&amp;nbsp; Below is an accurate documentation of his reaction....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xWjCYtURnyU/Tqy9kSpDpTI/AAAAAAAAAas/hkqKQfgrKyY/s1600/fair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xWjCYtURnyU/Tqy9kSpDpTI/AAAAAAAAAas/hkqKQfgrKyY/s400/fair.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Complete Melt Down about 45 seconds into it!&amp;nbsp; After Nemo, Noah made it clear he was D.O.N.E with rides.&amp;nbsp; So Davis had A LOT of tickets to blow through all afternoon.&amp;nbsp; With that being said, I still think Noah had a good time people watching and inhaling drink after drink (it was really warm that Sunday afternoon in September)!&amp;nbsp; He also liked the animal exhibit but unfortunately I didn't get any pictures of that because he was trying to keep him from jumping in the cage with the donkeys- minor details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vk7wzPEwHAg/Tqy9pjdNX-I/AAAAAAAAAa0/2dewmwIK_GM/s1600/fair+timeline+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vk7wzPEwHAg/Tqy9pjdNX-I/AAAAAAAAAa0/2dewmwIK_GM/s400/fair+timeline+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the look on Noah's face below.&amp;nbsp; I think he thought people were crazy to be riding such rides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uz-0BChmRnk/Tqy9rX7IUmI/AAAAAAAAAa8/CDTK7u24w3U/s1600/Fair+3+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="146" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uz-0BChmRnk/Tqy9rX7IUmI/AAAAAAAAAa8/CDTK7u24w3U/s400/Fair+3+collage.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nothing like a blue slushie to provide a great photo op!&amp;nbsp; I think Davis' favorite ride of the day was this HUGE inflatable shark/slide.&amp;nbsp; He LOVED it!&amp;nbsp; We were thinking he might not be able to climb up to the top by himself, or that perhaps he would get scared but we were totally wrong.&amp;nbsp; In fact, he decided it was worth repeating several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2g1cZ97CI4Q/Tqy9sqw8b4I/AAAAAAAAAbE/KWNARj_O9IA/s1600/fair+4+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2g1cZ97CI4Q/Tqy9sqw8b4I/AAAAAAAAAbE/KWNARj_O9IA/s400/fair+4+collage.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, our boys proved to be opposites that day!&amp;nbsp; However, each is so endearing and I'm going to say something I never thought I'd say.... I had a GREAT day at the Fair!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-8353867012427878747?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8353867012427878747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=8353867012427878747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/8353867012427878747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/8353867012427878747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/10/state-fair-joys-sorrows.html' title='State Fair- The Joys &amp; Sorrows....'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xWjCYtURnyU/Tqy9kSpDpTI/AAAAAAAAAas/hkqKQfgrKyY/s72-c/fair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-4536384006733949897</id><published>2011-10-29T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T19:57:00.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First "Camp Out"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Over the summer Davis found a new interest in camping!&amp;nbsp; We wanted to try an take him sometime this fall but logistics were quite difficult for some reason.&amp;nbsp; Therefore, we decided one Saturday night to&amp;nbsp;camp out in the backyard.&amp;nbsp; We started the evening with a little game of red light, green light that got a little out of control as you can see below...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R1jdW_iQsXA/TqymXwiKghI/AAAAAAAAAZU/zQTMVShjjkk/s1600/IMG_3940.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R1jdW_iQsXA/TqymXwiKghI/AAAAAAAAAZU/zQTMVShjjkk/s320/IMG_3940.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WjzPfv8dLhM/TqymmpLk4wI/AAAAAAAAAZc/9xd0mLF_7oE/s1600/IMG_3943.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Davis was very impressed we actually owned a tent- I'm going to miss when he isn't so easily impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AWBWBUvs0gg/TqyncnTAN_I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/2BBY5yGJH8E/s1600/IMG_3964.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AWBWBUvs0gg/TqyncnTAN_I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/2BBY5yGJH8E/s320/IMG_3964.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQS2Pq8bB_s/Tqynt4ZYbEI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/rgmjcSprLaM/s1600/IMG_3973.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vQS2Pq8bB_s/Tqynt4ZYbEI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/rgmjcSprLaM/s320/IMG_3973.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;You can't go camping without cooking over an open fire quickly followed by smores!&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, Noah does not have quite enough fear of fire (I'm praying that it comes... soon)!&amp;nbsp; So we had to actually put him to bed inside the house (yes, camping at home does have it's conveniences) before smores.&amp;nbsp; Next time Noah, next time, I promise!&amp;nbsp; In the meantime enjoy these cute pictures of 2 out of 3 of my favorite boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zqey1rEb0nY/Tqyn8ODDSxI/AAAAAAAAAaE/kqoIo5mg_i4/s1600/IMG_3980.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zqey1rEb0nY/Tqyn8ODDSxI/AAAAAAAAAaE/kqoIo5mg_i4/s320/IMG_3980.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3FZuHBY_rY/TqyoK4o6HgI/AAAAAAAAAaM/XAehPYVJw9E/s1600/IMG_3982.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3FZuHBY_rY/TqyoK4o6HgI/AAAAAAAAAaM/XAehPYVJw9E/s320/IMG_3982.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T08k8wZgtfg/TqyoZ6DjJfI/AAAAAAAAAaU/JWR5oAYdHFQ/s1600/IMG_3985.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T08k8wZgtfg/TqyoZ6DjJfI/AAAAAAAAAaU/JWR5oAYdHFQ/s320/IMG_3985.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-myCt-jOMTJk/Tqyoo7UCFBI/AAAAAAAAAac/17lp82V-trE/s1600/IMG_3990.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-myCt-jOMTJk/Tqyoo7UCFBI/AAAAAAAAAac/17lp82V-trE/s320/IMG_3990.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Since Noah was inside sleeping, Davis and I slept outside and Matt slept inside and came out to check on us a few times!&amp;nbsp; Surprisingly, it didn't take Davis long to fall asleep after I showed him my mad shadow puppet skills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yr8WE7cekIQ/Tqyo4AXJr2I/AAAAAAAAAak/RJW_SHirbD0/s1600/IMG_3994.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yr8WE7cekIQ/Tqyo4AXJr2I/AAAAAAAAAak/RJW_SHirbD0/s320/IMG_3994.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Though it was a bit more work than usual, it was worth every moment!&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to have countless more camp outs with ALL my boys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-4536384006733949897?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4536384006733949897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=4536384006733949897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/4536384006733949897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/4536384006733949897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/10/first-camp-out.html' title='First &quot;Camp Out&quot;...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R1jdW_iQsXA/TqymXwiKghI/AAAAAAAAAZU/zQTMVShjjkk/s72-c/IMG_3940.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-8756405186254841676</id><published>2011-10-25T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T07:57:01.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Keep Swimming....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A few pictures from Davis' swim party!&amp;nbsp; He has such a love of swimming and has really enjoyed taking swim lessons this past summer!&amp;nbsp; He capped off the summer by jumping off the diving board!&amp;nbsp; A summer birthday just begs for a party at the pool.&amp;nbsp; We kept it small this year by just inviting family and&amp;nbsp;my little 4 year old loved the intimate setting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KHYyOdFav0M/TojFZKaYqOI/AAAAAAAAAZA/7R5RLKXfCA8/s1600/IMG_3912.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KHYyOdFav0M/TojFZKaYqOI/AAAAAAAAAZA/7R5RLKXfCA8/s320/IMG_3912.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Shark watermelon carved by yours truely!&amp;nbsp; Fairly easy but a little more time consuming than I orginally anticpated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbTNb6lhNco/TojFu5-sdgI/AAAAAAAAAZE/0uS8CiavkfA/s1600/IMG_3915.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NbTNb6lhNco/TojFu5-sdgI/AAAAAAAAAZE/0uS8CiavkfA/s320/IMG_3915.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;His very own buzz and woody&amp;nbsp;sleeping bag!&amp;nbsp; Very excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iM0Ff-9e1TU/TojGA8cn5xI/AAAAAAAAAZI/EeN_ij-eTDE/s1600/IMG_3919.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iM0Ff-9e1TU/TojGA8cn5xI/AAAAAAAAAZI/EeN_ij-eTDE/s320/IMG_3919.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ch29poqD_vQ/TojGTNHBIvI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Gq_U1MGzquc/s1600/IMG_3929.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ch29poqD_vQ/TojGTNHBIvI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Gq_U1MGzquc/s320/IMG_3929.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My sweet hubby stepped up and made the cupcakes (long story about how this evolved but D was very satisified with the fish cupcakes)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sdV1L9TWvbE/TojGiUjRhvI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/l35g0DL4UUA/s1600/IMG_3936.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sdV1L9TWvbE/TojGiUjRhvI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/l35g0DL4UUA/s320/IMG_3936.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-8756405186254841676?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8756405186254841676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=8756405186254841676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/8756405186254841676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/8756405186254841676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-keep-swimming.html' title='Just Keep Swimming....'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KHYyOdFav0M/TojFZKaYqOI/AAAAAAAAAZA/7R5RLKXfCA8/s72-c/IMG_3912.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-3500374748366397233</id><published>2011-10-02T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T13:06:38.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Davis' 4th Birthday Morning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Have you ever started a tradition that you think, why did we ever start that?&amp;nbsp; Well, we have!&amp;nbsp; Every year the night before Davis' birthday we blow up balloon, after balloon, so our gowing boy can wake up to a sea of balloons covering his floor.&amp;nbsp; I think we used approximatly 80 balloons this year!&amp;nbsp; That's&amp;nbsp;a lot of air!&amp;nbsp; Fortunatly, we have an air compressor but its still rather time consuming.&amp;nbsp; And of course, what you do for one, you need to do for the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbyRIUHDwIE/TojAhfqj9cI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ODWSZcKbC-E/s1600/IMG_3864.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbyRIUHDwIE/TojAhfqj9cI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ODWSZcKbC-E/s320/IMG_3864.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;However, the smiles we get when they wake up, and the joy that the boys have playing in the balloons for days afterwards is more than enough reward!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PjhAOlCOTGE/TojAwa7ubqI/AAAAAAAAAY4/u7CP4fqmwi4/s1600/IMG_3868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PjhAOlCOTGE/TojAwa7ubqI/AAAAAAAAAY4/u7CP4fqmwi4/s320/IMG_3868.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Blueberry Birthday Muffins before going to school and celebrating his birthday among friends!&amp;nbsp; Not quite ure who is more excited, Davis or Noah!&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VI_QN1DPKAU/TojA-s4KEEI/AAAAAAAAAY8/pJAFvpAkQdQ/s1600/IMG_3872.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VI_QN1DPKAU/TojA-s4KEEI/AAAAAAAAAY8/pJAFvpAkQdQ/s320/IMG_3872.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures to come from the big 4th Birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-3500374748366397233?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3500374748366397233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=3500374748366397233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/3500374748366397233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/3500374748366397233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/10/4.html' title='Davis&apos; 4th Birthday Morning!'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbyRIUHDwIE/TojAhfqj9cI/AAAAAAAAAY0/ODWSZcKbC-E/s72-c/IMG_3864.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-5261121409939309162</id><published>2011-08-23T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T19:01:05.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah's First- "First Day of School"....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have now survived two first days of school days this week... yesterday Davis', today Noah's!&amp;nbsp; Not only did we survive but I think we can chalk them up as a success!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fxI4G5wivfQ/TlRLb7ifAII/AAAAAAAAAYI/MRiXUs4UYg8/s1600/IMG_3831-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fxI4G5wivfQ/TlRLb7ifAII/AAAAAAAAAYI/MRiXUs4UYg8/s400/IMG_3831-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This little guy was in a good mood this morning, until we walked into the doorway of his school and crouched down like I'm not going a step further.&amp;nbsp; So after a few tears- I'm told he calmed down quite nicely and had a good day!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iD7AUH9IALw/TlRMCD4ap3I/AAAAAAAAAYU/dB4O5NF-5kU/s1600/IMG_3843-Edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iD7AUH9IALw/TlRMCD4ap3I/AAAAAAAAAYU/dB4O5NF-5kU/s400/IMG_3843-Edited.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;In fact, when I went to pick him up he and this other little boy were the only ones not crying!&amp;nbsp; They were playing cars in the back of the room.&amp;nbsp; However, upon seeing me Noah burst into tears but stopped once he was in my arms.&amp;nbsp; For some reason, I seem to find this endearing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LiYmpqRHh-o/TlRMMLiDDfI/AAAAAAAAAYY/0R2fXdYPhBw/s1600/IMG_3845-Edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LiYmpqRHh-o/TlRMMLiDDfI/AAAAAAAAAYY/0R2fXdYPhBw/s400/IMG_3845-Edited.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I remember Davis doing the same thing close to that age, only I think Noah gets over it a little bit quicker.&amp;nbsp; He is a pretty jolly little fellow for the most part and a little less serious than his older brother (though you can't tell in the picture below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dc4Cq9-kR-c/TlRMZOcEjgI/AAAAAAAAAYc/y2TIdUAjGcw/s1600/IMG_3852-Edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dc4Cq9-kR-c/TlRMZOcEjgI/AAAAAAAAAYc/y2TIdUAjGcw/s400/IMG_3852-Edited.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And he is ALWAYS on the move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VLLHeaYCFIg/TlRMtKjx7cI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Vi-9SrVggs4/s1600/IMG_3859-Edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VLLHeaYCFIg/TlRMtKjx7cI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Vi-9SrVggs4/s400/IMG_3859-Edited.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYU_a-iwors/TlRM8HPpxGI/AAAAAAAAAYk/6QijSlr3zw8/s1600/IMG_3860-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYU_a-iwors/TlRM8HPpxGI/AAAAAAAAAYk/6QijSlr3zw8/s400/IMG_3860-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And I ADORE him!&amp;nbsp; I'm so grateful that he has this opportunity to spend some time away from home with other kids, in a structured loving environment.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-spb_8JulMz4/TlRNKommbmI/AAAAAAAAAYo/KBBlLev6YRA/s1600/IMG_3861-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-spb_8JulMz4/TlRNKommbmI/AAAAAAAAAYo/KBBlLev6YRA/s400/IMG_3861-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are blessed... and he is a mess! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zoeOMBh98ao/TlRNTbA5D2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/qGoXmjFHKzA/s1600/IMG_3862-Edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zoeOMBh98ao/TlRNTbA5D2I/AAAAAAAAAYs/qGoXmjFHKzA/s400/IMG_3862-Edited.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-5261121409939309162?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5261121409939309162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=5261121409939309162&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/5261121409939309162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/5261121409939309162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/08/noahs-first-first-day-of-school.html' title='Noah&apos;s First- &quot;First Day of School&quot;....'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fxI4G5wivfQ/TlRLb7ifAII/AAAAAAAAAYI/MRiXUs4UYg8/s72-c/IMG_3831-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-2623930359333583967</id><published>2011-08-22T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T14:29:42.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Guess who started 4 year old Preschool today?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You guessed it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gp_JD07-kMA/TlLCJiDYQLI/AAAAAAAAAXo/wdxHqbhnzXo/s1600/IMG_3802-+Edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gp_JD07-kMA/TlLCJiDYQLI/AAAAAAAAAXo/wdxHqbhnzXo/s400/IMG_3802-+Edited.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Davis did!&amp;nbsp; He was pretty excited!&amp;nbsp; I was pretty &lt;strike&gt;emotional &lt;/strike&gt;excited too.. no really it's time for some routine again!&amp;nbsp; However, I would like to suggest to the school systems that they avoid making the first day of school coincide with&amp;nbsp;the children's birthday weeks- for the mother's sake.&amp;nbsp; Is that too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cEaWX9_UOsg/TlLCnHtDojI/AAAAAAAAAXw/-l4XfuxjrhI/s1600/IMG_3805-Edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cEaWX9_UOsg/TlLCnHtDojI/AAAAAAAAAXw/-l4XfuxjrhI/s400/IMG_3805-Edited.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its just a double dose of the classic "My child is growing up way to fast" syndrome.&amp;nbsp; And that can be a pretty serious thing.&amp;nbsp; Especially if your child admittedly announces that he doesn't want his mother to walk him in on the very first day. Little Stinker....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eTARWrhYjvs/TlLDLk0hDrI/AAAAAAAAAX0/6qTN0LXH0_o/s1600/IMG_3808.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eTARWrhYjvs/TlLDLk0hDrI/AAAAAAAAAX0/6qTN0LXH0_o/s400/IMG_3808.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It wasn't until I happened to tell him that other little boys and girls were being walked in the first day that he "allowed" me to do so too.&amp;nbsp; For once, peer pressure is my friend but I'm no fool- it won't be for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R5Fgp7O8C5o/TlLDamQhaWI/AAAAAAAAAX4/rol9jRm1BvE/s1600/IMG_3812.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R5Fgp7O8C5o/TlLDamQhaWI/AAAAAAAAAX4/rol9jRm1BvE/s400/IMG_3812.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At one point this morning, I found Davis standing in front of Noah strutting his stuff with his chest puffed out, I asked him what he was doing.&amp;nbsp; He said "showing Noah my handsome first day of school outfit."&amp;nbsp; He picked out the shirt himself the night before :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u5zcQDf8CBU/TlLDqeKHSNI/AAAAAAAAAX8/lL81jedmJjY/s1600/IMG_3819.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u5zcQDf8CBU/TlLDqeKHSNI/AAAAAAAAAX8/lL81jedmJjY/s400/IMG_3819.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So he was excited and confident.&amp;nbsp; He walked into his new teacher's room (who I happen to have fond memories of from my childhood because she worked the preschool I went too ages ago) and never looked back.&amp;nbsp; He had a pretty good day from what I could tell this afternoon and "can't wait to go back again tomorrow."&amp;nbsp; What more can i ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this little one simply enjoyed the murals on the wall- he was especially drawn to the elephant! :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OulWPFR7Qs4/TlLD7Klvt4I/AAAAAAAAAYA/9NFbX4AOmdM/s1600/IMG_3822.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OulWPFR7Qs4/TlLD7Klvt4I/AAAAAAAAAYA/9NFbX4AOmdM/s400/IMG_3822.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He has his first day of Mother's Morning out tomorrow and I'm trying my hardest not to over think that one as well! Fortunately, it is required that I walk him in! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YgROHqXMxHQ/TlLEKeREFvI/AAAAAAAAAYE/TU5UCa5sW-U/s1600/IMG_3826.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YgROHqXMxHQ/TlLEKeREFvI/AAAAAAAAAYE/TU5UCa5sW-U/s400/IMG_3826.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lucky me- I now know to savor it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6126850405753192401-2623930359333583967?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2623930359333583967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=2623930359333583967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/2623930359333583967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/2623930359333583967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/08/guess-who-started-4-year-old-preschool.html' title='Back to School....'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gp_JD07-kMA/TlLCJiDYQLI/AAAAAAAAAXo/wdxHqbhnzXo/s72-c/IMG_3802-+Edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-6165368091930228994</id><published>2011-08-08T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:07:52.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Love of Trains...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;July marked two years of this little boy's love of trains.&amp;nbsp; By far the most played with toys in our house.&amp;nbsp; Plus he has passed on his love of all things Thomas to his little brother!&amp;nbsp; Lucky us :0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gC-77T1H4Lo/TkAiCfmY5hI/AAAAAAAAAXc/WxB4qdEB10s/s1600/IMG_3739.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gC-77T1H4Lo/TkAiCfmY5hI/AAAAAAAAAXc/WxB4qdEB10s/s400/IMG_3739.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/6126850405753192401-6165368091930228994?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6165368091930228994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=6165368091930228994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/6165368091930228994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/6165368091930228994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/08/for-love-of-trains.html' title='For the Love of Trains...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gC-77T1H4Lo/TkAiCfmY5hI/AAAAAAAAAXc/WxB4qdEB10s/s72-c/IMG_3739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-4970085324449413344</id><published>2011-08-04T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T20:57:15.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual 4th of July Tradition....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few pictures from a get together with college friends from the 4th of July weekend.&amp;nbsp; We don't get to see each nearly as often now that we have multiplied our kids, but when we get together we can pick up where we left off.&amp;nbsp; We have celebrated some amazing times with each other- college, &amp;nbsp;weddings, the birth of many children, and we have also supported each other through&amp;nbsp;some&amp;nbsp;of the toughest moments of our lives- lose of jobs, loss of close loved ones, and general life hardships.&amp;nbsp; Whether in good times or bad, I know this is a group of friends Matt and I can turn to and count on them to truly pray for us.&amp;nbsp; I hope our children build this type of friendship with each other as well.&amp;nbsp; Watching our kids play reminds&amp;nbsp;me to live in the moment, enjoy the simple pleasures,&amp;nbsp;and not stress to much (even&amp;nbsp;if you leave the cute&amp;nbsp;star-shaped watermelon you carved at home in your fridge!)&amp;nbsp; 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margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vXiviBDBRBs/Th0lHj3GysI/AAAAAAAAAXA/qh3HAGD6mBs/s400/IMG_3697.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The End. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-6616786127631314640?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6616786127631314640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=6616786127631314640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/6616786127631314640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/6616786127631314640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/07/wordless-wednesday-beach-themed.html' title='Wordless Wednesday- Beach Themed...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fLl-wNNiJMs/Th0hwhvWuaI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/1IBUIoUJJsc/s72-c/IMG_3541-+Edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-1756159634017637949</id><published>2011-07-05T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T12:46:42.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I dream of a day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I dream of day when I can get a picture of &lt;em&gt;both &lt;/em&gt;my boys smiling and looking happy.&amp;nbsp; This day has yet to occur (especially recently)!&amp;nbsp; Until that glorious day, enjoy my many failed attempts!&amp;nbsp; Good thing these kids are still cute- even when grumpy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnGGEMQfVpA/ThIAYqTb-SI/AAAAAAAAAVg/ePysM8IVCDg/s1600/IMG_3466.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnGGEMQfVpA/ThIAYqTb-SI/AAAAAAAAAVg/ePysM8IVCDg/s400/IMG_3466.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5tg5NZF0QHc/ThIAqhJjzEI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nQlm7WlmBug/s1600/IMG_3468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5tg5NZF0QHc/ThIAqhJjzEI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nQlm7WlmBug/s400/IMG_3468.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GAKrz4-lXeQ/ThIA7nn9jQI/AAAAAAAAAVo/iEy83mTcP4A/s1600/IMG_3469.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GAKrz4-lXeQ/ThIA7nn9jQI/AAAAAAAAAVo/iEy83mTcP4A/s400/IMG_3469.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If it's not one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MvzSw2Hti2U/ThIBQI227zI/AAAAAAAAAVs/M2WXkqdEXEA/s1600/IMG_3473.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MvzSw2Hti2U/ThIBQI227zI/AAAAAAAAAVs/M2WXkqdEXEA/s400/IMG_3473.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's the other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j-sE0QolJuk/ThIBgeAwvyI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WdV21jT0mcQ/s1600/IMG_3475.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j-sE0QolJuk/ThIBgeAwvyI/AAAAAAAAAVw/WdV21jT0mcQ/s400/IMG_3475.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few other random photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JoYcyCODTWY/ThICAD4k4hI/AAAAAAAAAV4/kONX3esSajs/s1600/IMG_3499.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JoYcyCODTWY/ThICAD4k4hI/AAAAAAAAAV4/kONX3esSajs/s400/IMG_3499.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W5XJ8JcJ_88/ThICP2gwNgI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Ly-UL41c0JU/s1600/IMG_3502.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W5XJ8JcJ_88/ThICP2gwNgI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Ly-UL41c0JU/s400/IMG_3502.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NsZ_F-mT7i0/ThNiV-HNQiI/AAAAAAAAAWA/MWiDV4Rs7_Y/s1600/IMG_3506.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NsZ_F-mT7i0/ThNiV-HNQiI/AAAAAAAAAWA/MWiDV4Rs7_Y/s400/IMG_3506.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VAvGwmj0y40/ThNi36wBgeI/AAAAAAAAAWI/vyMBZ1WV3iQ/s1600/IMG_3525.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VAvGwmj0y40/ThNi36wBgeI/AAAAAAAAAWI/vyMBZ1WV3iQ/s400/IMG_3525.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noah eagerly eating some ice cream!&amp;nbsp; I love this face!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-1756159634017637949?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1756159634017637949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=1756159634017637949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/1756159634017637949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/1756159634017637949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-dream-of-day.html' title='I dream of a day...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnGGEMQfVpA/ThIAYqTb-SI/AAAAAAAAAVg/ePysM8IVCDg/s72-c/IMG_3466.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-4130056449729493851</id><published>2011-06-26T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T13:02:08.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans, Trains, and well... go carts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We recently traveled to Destin for a vacation with my parents!&amp;nbsp; One evening we went to this small amusement type park for some fun!&amp;nbsp; I wasn't quite sure how it would go over with Davis but he LOVED it, especially the go-carts!&amp;nbsp; We talked about going to do the go-carts one more time before we went home, but ran out of days!&amp;nbsp; There are many more pictures to come but here a few from the amusement park!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ewQ6EIalZMA/TgQGAyfK_5I/AAAAAAAAAUw/7FmsEd4MtU0/s1600/IMG_3380.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ewQ6EIalZMA/TgQGAyfK_5I/AAAAAAAAAUw/7FmsEd4MtU0/s400/IMG_3380.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noah loved riding the train!&amp;nbsp; Isn't MG a good sport too?!?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q0Yf_mkrAzY/TgQGSxZm2FI/AAAAAAAAAU0/rOVJQ4A-RxA/s1600/IMG_3393.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q0Yf_mkrAzY/TgQGSxZm2FI/AAAAAAAAAU0/rOVJQ4A-RxA/s400/IMG_3393.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Davis got to ring the bell the whole time.&amp;nbsp; It was a tough job for his almost-4-year-old self but he rang it the whole time!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uu_qQ23vMm4/TgQGhQ-h2CI/AAAAAAAAAU4/QwIQMtfzV30/s1600/IMG_3397.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uu_qQ23vMm4/TgQGhQ-h2CI/AAAAAAAAAU4/QwIQMtfzV30/s400/IMG_3397.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0CoKAdYaFAU/TgQGw2Tho7I/AAAAAAAAAU8/KXV1aEXCYNM/s1600/IMG_3408.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0CoKAdYaFAU/TgQGw2Tho7I/AAAAAAAAAU8/KXV1aEXCYNM/s400/IMG_3408.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He also went to new heights flying this plane!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f_Eb0XMxEeA/TgQHOcoOM1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/__O1MvkxWsY/s1600/IMG_3421.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f_Eb0XMxEeA/TgQHOcoOM1I/AAAAAAAAAVE/__O1MvkxWsY/s400/IMG_3421.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Davis picked a giraffe on the merry-go-round!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-savCl5N6Cs4/TgQHfJcRr6I/AAAAAAAAAVI/aS8hcEauflU/s1600/IMG_3428.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-savCl5N6Cs4/TgQHfJcRr6I/AAAAAAAAAVI/aS8hcEauflU/s400/IMG_3428.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noah picked a horse!&amp;nbsp; He seemed to be enjoying himself until about 1- full rotation and then B-R-O-K-E&amp;nbsp;down!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Matt ended up having to hold him the rest of the time.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lg1fR4M--AA/TgQHtm7mSdI/AAAAAAAAAVM/XML840gTCYA/s1600/IMG_3430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lg1fR4M--AA/TgQHtm7mSdI/AAAAAAAAAVM/XML840gTCYA/s400/IMG_3430.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pIxMwtNm_mk/TgQH9KycusI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/eAcSLVKqRdI/s1600/IMG_3436.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pIxMwtNm_mk/TgQH9KycusI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/eAcSLVKqRdI/s400/IMG_3436.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The highlight of the night!&amp;nbsp; Go-carts!&amp;nbsp; Going into it, I wasn't sure if this iwould end in smiles or tears.&amp;nbsp; I was a nervous mother hen for my cautious little boy but he didn't seem to be apprehensive at all- which was great!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S1QJeSfjFL4/TgQINx76_mI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ngnvwDEsIoc/s1600/IMG_3438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S1QJeSfjFL4/TgQINx76_mI/AAAAAAAAAVU/ngnvwDEsIoc/s400/IMG_3438.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready, set, GO!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fxs8Z2I4zdA/TgQIdKj5vEI/AAAAAAAAAVY/rkpamH9oxc0/s1600/IMG_3441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fxs8Z2I4zdA/TgQIdKj5vEI/AAAAAAAAAVY/rkpamH9oxc0/s400/IMG_3441.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing like the wind blowing through your hair!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5uiYJY-etLc/TgQIrvEnIvI/AAAAAAAAAVc/___mhOgZ6r0/s1600/IMG_3450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5uiYJY-etLc/TgQIrvEnIvI/AAAAAAAAAVc/___mhOgZ6r0/s400/IMG_3450.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Could that smile be any bigger?&amp;nbsp; I think not!&amp;nbsp; Every time he went by a smile was on his face!&amp;nbsp; Just when we thought the go-cart experience couldn't go over any better we realized that&amp;nbsp;our boys were in the #1 car.&amp;nbsp; Which is Thomas the tank engine's number too!&amp;nbsp; That is a BIG deal to this little boy!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I love it when God works in&amp;nbsp;small ways to&amp;nbsp;simply see the delight in His children's&amp;nbsp;eyes!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-4130056449729493851?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4130056449729493851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=4130056449729493851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/4130056449729493851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/4130056449729493851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/06/plans-trains-and-well-go-carts.html' title='Plans, Trains, and well... go carts!'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ewQ6EIalZMA/TgQGAyfK_5I/AAAAAAAAAUw/7FmsEd4MtU0/s72-c/IMG_3380.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-2351719154084268125</id><published>2011-06-05T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T19:56:03.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We call him "No-bug"....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I feel like I haven't been as good as I would like to at updating the blog about Noah.&amp;nbsp; Partially because this kid keeps me BUSY!&amp;nbsp; Matt started calling him&amp;nbsp;"No-bug" (he has a million nicknames for each of us)&amp;nbsp;but this one has really stuck.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Our No-bug has&amp;nbsp;got spunk and is constantly getting into to something!&amp;nbsp; He is a climber and will climb any and everything! He doesn't like to be told "No" but is finally starting to realize there are repercussions when he simply ignores the command. He only weighs 27 lbs. but I promise you he is the HEAVIEST 27 lbs. you have ever held. Just dead weight I tell you! I recently had someone ask me what I do to work out my arms- I showed them a picture of Noah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div a="" always="" and="" as="" because="" blog="" boy="" busy="" class="separator" div="" done="" enough="" feel="" good="" haven?t="" i="" isn?t="" job="" keeps="" like.="" like="" me="" much="" my="" noah="" ol?="" on="" partially="" regarding="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;" the="" there="" this="" time-="" toes!&lt;="" updating="" would=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rlch4JkGyNw/Tew62CwfW6I/AAAAAAAAAUg/N8X9DfEfsMA/s1600/IMAG0246.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rlch4JkGyNw/Tew62CwfW6I/AAAAAAAAAUg/N8X9DfEfsMA/s400/IMAG0246.jpg" t8="true" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div a="" always="" and="" as="" because="" blog="" boy="" busy="" div="" done="" enough="" feel="" good="" haven?t="" i="" isn?t="" job="" keeps="" like.="" like="" me="" much="" my="" noah="" ol?="" on="" partially="" regarding="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;" the="" there="" this="" time-="" toes!&lt;="" updating="" would=""&gt;He is a little harder to keep entertained then Davis was at this age, though he too loves a good book. He isn't very verbal but I think he says more than we give him credit for... I've heard him say the following words- "Mama, Da-da, Day for "Davis", shoe, banana, Elmo, choo-choo, car, Gigi, woof, quack, duck, and I'm sure there is more. Once again, he should probably be a little more ahead of where he is verbally but I think he is coming along, Davis just does most of his talking for him :) I do think he is smart though and he seems to have a lot of common sense, which honestly I wish I had more of!&amp;nbsp; He is very attached to his pacifier or "pa-pa."&amp;nbsp; He doesn't know it quite yet but they are heading towards a break-up by the end of summer.&amp;nbsp; Mommy is mean like that. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div a="" always="" and="" as="" because="" blog="" boy="" busy="" class="separator" div="" done="" enough="" feel="" good="" haven?t="" i="" isn?t="" job="" keeps="" like.="" like="" me="" much="" my="" noah="" ol?="" on="" partially="" regarding="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;" the="" there="" this="" time-="" toes!&lt;="" updating="" would=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qyeX4ptFzBE/Tew6ucdxgII/AAAAAAAAAUc/v9Q87OJswS8/s1600/IMAG0284.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qyeX4ptFzBE/Tew6ucdxgII/AAAAAAAAAUc/v9Q87OJswS8/s400/IMAG0284.jpg" t8="true" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div a="" always="" and="" as="" because="" blog="" boy="" busy="" div="" done="" enough="" feel="" good="" haven?t="" i="" isn?t="" job="" keeps="" like.="" like="" me="" much="" my="" noah="" ol?="" on="" partially="" regarding="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;" the="" there="" this="" time-="" toes!&lt;="" updating="" would=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div a="" always="" and="" as="" because="" blog="" boy="" busy="" div="" done="" enough="" feel="" good="" haven?t="" i="" isn?t="" job="" keeps="" like.="" like="" me="" much="" my="" noah="" ol?="" on="" partially="" regarding="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;" the="" there="" this="" time-="" toes!&lt;="" updating="" would=""&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;He loves Davis. Every time we took Davis to school this past year and the workers came and got Davis out of the car, Noah would start screaming. Every. Time. Don't you know that they are praying Noah isn't in their class next year? :) However, I have no fear that Noah will do well in Mothers Morning out. He starts going two days a week in the fall. I anticipate he will spend a fair share in time out because he is ALL boy, but that's OK too! He will learn and we will love him through it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div a="" always="" and="" as="" because="" blog="" boy="" busy="" div="" done="" enough="" feel="" good="" haven?t="" i="" isn?t="" job="" keeps="" like.="" like="" me="" much="" my="" noah="" ol?="" on="" partially="" regarding="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;" the="" there="" this="" time-="" toes!&lt;="" updating="" would=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div a="" always="" and="" as="" because="" blog="" boy="" busy="" div="" done="" enough="" feel="" good="" haven?t="" i="" isn?t="" job="" keeps="" like.="" like="" me="" much="" my="" noah="" ol?="" on="" partially="" regarding="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;" the="" there="" this="" time-="" toes!&lt;="" updating="" would=""&gt;He frequently sneaks up behind me and wraps his chubby little roly-polly arms around my neck and giggles. Melts my heart every time. His passionate, fiery personality is a handful that often leaves me&amp;nbsp;humbled when we are out in public and exhausted at the end of the day, but y'all I just adore the kid.&amp;nbsp; ADORE HIM!&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;He and Davis are so different but great compliments. They each have attributes so different than each other that it's refreshing at times. Who knew we could&amp;nbsp;produce such opposites?&amp;nbsp; And you know what?&amp;nbsp; They love each other so much!&amp;nbsp; I love having two of the same gender!&amp;nbsp; Though I'm pretty burned out on Thomas the tank engine... we've been in this phase for 2 years now and it's still going strong with both boys!&amp;nbsp; Pray for me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div a="" always="" and="" as="" because="" blog="" boy="" busy="" div="" done="" enough="" feel="" good="" haven?t="" i="" isn?t="" job="" keeps="" like.="" like="" me="" much="" my="" noah="" ol?="" on="" partially="" regarding="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;" the="" there="" this="" time-="" toes!&lt;="" updating="" would=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div a="" align="center" always="" and="" as="" because="" blog="" boy="" busy="" div="" done="" enough="" feel="" good="" haven?t="" i="" isn?t="" job="" keeps="" like.="" like="" me="" much="" my="" noah="" ol?="" on="" partially="" regarding="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;" the="" there="" this="" time-="" toes!&lt;="" updating="" would=""&gt;I often think God is so good and so wise because if I had been able to create our second born I would have said "make him just like Davis" but God knew I needed a spunky, chunky, one-dimpled&amp;nbsp;"Noah" and I'm so very thankful. He is perfect for our family and helps our cup runneth over with joy &amp;amp; laughter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div a="" always="" and="" as="" because="" blog="" boy="" busy="" div="" done="" enough="" feel="" good="" haven?t="" i="" isn?t="" job="" keeps="" like.="" like="" me="" much="" my="" noah="" ol?="" on="" partially="" regarding="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;" the="" there="" this="" time-="" toes!&lt;="" updating="" would=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D5ox8_Y_PWw/Tew7q3TEdjI/AAAAAAAAAUo/fjf2luMxlbE/s1600/IMG_3341+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D5ox8_Y_PWw/Tew7q3TEdjI/AAAAAAAAAUo/fjf2luMxlbE/s400/IMG_3341+copy.jpg" t8="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6126850405753192401-2351719154084268125?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2351719154084268125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=2351719154084268125&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/2351719154084268125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/2351719154084268125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-call-him-no-bug.html' title='We call him &quot;No-bug&quot;....'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rlch4JkGyNw/Tew62CwfW6I/AAAAAAAAAUg/N8X9DfEfsMA/s72-c/IMAG0246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-8662697341883674171</id><published>2011-05-29T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T19:18:22.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers Day 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Before school let out for the summer Davis' class held a mother's day luncheon for all the mommys!&amp;nbsp; We had to wear our "fancy" clothes and be on our best behavior!&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b51RhEvL-vw/TeLuL4DxcwI/AAAAAAAAATs/oUw5JjYGifY/s1600/IMG_3241+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b51RhEvL-vw/TeLuL4DxcwI/AAAAAAAAATs/oUw5JjYGifY/s400/IMG_3241+copy.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well Hello Handsome!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XvQmRHfq8ok/TeLuYiuQmpI/AAAAAAAAATw/5l76m_zgf-k/s1600/IMG_3243.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XvQmRHfq8ok/TeLuYiuQmpI/AAAAAAAAATw/5l76m_zgf-k/s400/IMG_3243.jpg" t8="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My nice place setting!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x-RZE58M6Ws/TeL2pZdz07I/AAAAAAAAAT4/nM3-xJZxrHo/s1600/IMG_3245.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x-RZE58M6Ws/TeL2pZdz07I/AAAAAAAAAT4/nM3-xJZxrHo/s400/IMG_3245.jpg" t8="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;David holding the card he made me!&amp;nbsp; The teacher played a game where they read off the answers to the questions and the mommies had to guess which card belonged to who!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WGmEkTk8cvg/TeL23AoaI1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/ivDaDi92ooQ/s1600/IMG_3246.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WGmEkTk8cvg/TeL23AoaI1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/ivDaDi92ooQ/s400/IMG_3246.jpg" t8="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pretty much knew which card was mine almost instantly!&amp;nbsp;What a sweetie!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Also, this is Davis writing his name in pen for the first time.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-at9hWfOr2C0/TeL3GKdNXmI/AAAAAAAAAUA/6Hg0RJoG-0U/s1600/IMG_3248.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-at9hWfOr2C0/TeL3GKdNXmI/AAAAAAAAAUA/6Hg0RJoG-0U/s400/IMG_3248.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Davis kept telling me how "berry" special I was throughout the day.&amp;nbsp; He now also uses the word "berry" instead of "very" almost all the time.&amp;nbsp; And he likes to point out the play on words each &amp;amp; every time! :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLU-AbDdfkY/TeL3OOmGkWI/AAAAAAAAAUE/0ZDsZe6FxR8/s1600/IMG_3250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLU-AbDdfkY/TeL3OOmGkWI/AAAAAAAAAUE/0ZDsZe6FxR8/s400/IMG_3250.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead of cheese these days he likes to say "turkey-jerky" thanks to veggie tales!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CXZVdS_PDhI/TeL3ePpKrVI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wJcIz_FJfXU/s1600/IMG_3251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CXZVdS_PDhI/TeL3ePpKrVI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wJcIz_FJfXU/s320/IMG_3251.jpg" t8="true" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rnsNom7e_Wc/TeL3tlu5BoI/AAAAAAAAAUM/NDJQTqxsINU/s1600/IMG_3252.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rnsNom7e_Wc/TeL3tlu5BoI/AAAAAAAAAUM/NDJQTqxsINU/s400/IMG_3252.jpg" t8="true" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The special pot holder Davis made just for me!&amp;nbsp; I'm one lucky mommy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FY72aTwhOzk/TeL7LnYerWI/AAAAAAAAAUU/M1sEqsNM-Ss/s1600/IMG_3249.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FY72aTwhOzk/TeL7LnYerWI/AAAAAAAAAUU/M1sEqsNM-Ss/s400/IMG_3249.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And lastly, this is Davis' teacher Ms. Patti who helped pull off all the small details of the day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not to mention, taught Davis all year long!&amp;nbsp; She is a great teacher and did everything with gusto and love throughout the year!&amp;nbsp; Praise God for preschool teachers!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-8662697341883674171?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8662697341883674171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=8662697341883674171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/8662697341883674171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/8662697341883674171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day-2011.html' title='Mothers Day 2011'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b51RhEvL-vw/TeLuL4DxcwI/AAAAAAAAATs/oUw5JjYGifY/s72-c/IMG_3241+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-8906038694532586830</id><published>2011-05-22T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T21:43:30.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Pickin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;About a month ago we met MG up by his work one&amp;nbsp;evening&amp;nbsp;and went to a local strawberry farm.&amp;nbsp; It was so. much. fun!&amp;nbsp;Tornados had ransacked the area the day before but this little strawberry farm remained untouched.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The boys seemed to really enjoy themselves and it was just one of those evenings where&amp;nbsp; you stop and think "Wow. We are blessed."&amp;nbsp; I believe that something on my camera must not have been set right because Noah seems to be glowing but I thought I'd post some pictures for memory sake.&amp;nbsp; Plus these are some cute boys, I must say. I know, I know, I'm bias. But I'm okay with that!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SSzKudgXC6U/TdmvPkVqjII/AAAAAAAAATA/1ickNsyo0kQ/s1600/IMG_3190+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SSzKudgXC6U/TdmvPkVqjII/AAAAAAAAATA/1ickNsyo0kQ/s400/IMG_3190+copy.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V5nkpowLNU0/TdmvgOLm-3I/AAAAAAAAATE/UVtQl8AwWFU/s1600/IMG_3210+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V5nkpowLNU0/TdmvgOLm-3I/AAAAAAAAATE/UVtQl8AwWFU/s400/IMG_3210+copy.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ehGLhdUYPvM/TdmvwRcjTNI/AAAAAAAAATI/y0UeWsgHix0/s1600/IMG_3211+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ehGLhdUYPvM/TdmvwRcjTNI/AAAAAAAAATI/y0UeWsgHix0/s400/IMG_3211+copy.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bquZNumw5xI/TdmwE3U5E1I/AAAAAAAAATM/TRfaXm9-kQM/s1600/IMG_3216+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bquZNumw5xI/TdmwE3U5E1I/AAAAAAAAATM/TRfaXm9-kQM/s400/IMG_3216+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LorpxM9E7TI/TdmwS89wMoI/AAAAAAAAATQ/FxLF0LUflvE/s1600/IMG_3219+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LorpxM9E7TI/TdmwS89wMoI/AAAAAAAAATQ/FxLF0LUflvE/s400/IMG_3219+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E28Eff-pfGE/Tdmw8tPv6aI/AAAAAAAAATY/hzAT1XeNaAs/s1600/IMG_3221+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E28Eff-pfGE/Tdmw8tPv6aI/AAAAAAAAATY/hzAT1XeNaAs/s400/IMG_3221+copy.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xlJgYoWnX0U/TdmxHVPPt-I/AAAAAAAAATc/NVhDfyJPh2I/s1600/IMG_3226+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xlJgYoWnX0U/TdmxHVPPt-I/AAAAAAAAATc/NVhDfyJPh2I/s400/IMG_3226+copy.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;If I've said it once, I will say it a million times... I&amp;nbsp;adore these three boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dfph8z3QN9s/TdmxWgj1tVI/AAAAAAAAATg/t-mSmBwSNp4/s1600/IMG_3229+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dfph8z3QN9s/TdmxWgj1tVI/AAAAAAAAATg/t-mSmBwSNp4/s400/IMG_3229+copy.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--vcJLp8Bdkc/TdmxqNPeJiI/AAAAAAAAATk/azfBhdGuVYA/s1600/IMG_3230+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--vcJLp8Bdkc/TdmxqNPeJiI/AAAAAAAAATk/azfBhdGuVYA/s400/IMG_3230+copy.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-coEZTtEUjR4/Tdmx6LouQbI/AAAAAAAAATo/-BTH0p7YLnw/s1600/IMG_3233+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-coEZTtEUjR4/Tdmx6LouQbI/AAAAAAAAATo/-BTH0p7YLnw/s400/IMG_3233+copy.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our loot at the days end.&amp;nbsp; We ate some, froze some, and shared some!&amp;nbsp; They were some of the best strawberries I've ever had.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-8906038694532586830?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8906038694532586830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=8906038694532586830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/8906038694532586830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/8906038694532586830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/05/strawberry-pickin.html' title='Strawberry Pickin&apos;'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SSzKudgXC6U/TdmvPkVqjII/AAAAAAAAATA/1ickNsyo0kQ/s72-c/IMG_3190+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-5460804955788574336</id><published>2011-05-15T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T18:56:24.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Reese...</title><content type='html'>For those people who may not be friends with me on Facebook and seen my countless&amp;nbsp;post, please go&lt;a href="http://incuteshoes.blogspot.com/"&gt;&amp;nbsp;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for an update on sweet neice, Reese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As this day come to an end, I have felt the peace of God and I"m praying that as the shock wears off that peace still remains.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I grew up singing.&amp;nbsp; One of our favorite games (espeically when were put to bed on Christmas Eve) was "Name That Tune".&amp;nbsp; We use to sing everything&amp;nbsp;but one of our favorites was this simple song that has become our motto of years past and is resonating with me this evening, as a lay my weary head down in search of rest tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I cast all my cares upon you,&lt;br /&gt;I lay all of my burdens down at your feet.&lt;br /&gt;And anytime I don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;I will cast all my cares upon you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust you God.&amp;nbsp; I know my cares are well placed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep making Your presence known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love- Shannon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-5460804955788574336?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5460804955788574336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=5460804955788574336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/5460804955788574336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/5460804955788574336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/05/sweet-reese.html' title='Sweet Reese...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-1805675561238654</id><published>2011-05-04T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T20:52:30.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2011...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A little fun as the baskets were being set out for the long awaited Easter Bunny!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What a goof!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wk6D4iIjyLw/TcIR32C2QSI/AAAAAAAAARY/A86aXQUFboE/s1600/IMG_3096.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wk6D4iIjyLw/TcIR32C2QSI/AAAAAAAAARY/A86aXQUFboE/s320/IMG_3096.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eHkop0LKDOQ/TcISFCwZ5yI/AAAAAAAAARc/Ix_fCFG7bW4/s1600/IMG_3097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eHkop0LKDOQ/TcISFCwZ5yI/AAAAAAAAARc/Ix_fCFG7bW4/s320/IMG_3097.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-11KnKZ1n2MU/TcISTituBYI/AAAAAAAAARg/hnosTT10S6g/s1600/IMG_3099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-11KnKZ1n2MU/TcISTituBYI/AAAAAAAAARg/hnosTT10S6g/s320/IMG_3099.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uvvbN1kLdUc/TcISinwND_I/AAAAAAAAARk/0-FNG74ukw8/s1600/IMG_3100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uvvbN1kLdUc/TcISinwND_I/AAAAAAAAARk/0-FNG74ukw8/s320/IMG_3100.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;What awaited the boys on Easter morning!&amp;nbsp; We usually keep things low key but apparently the Easter bunny wanted to give Davis a bike for the summer (and he may have gotten a really good deal after Christmas and was tired of storing it in his.... ummm... workshop?!?&amp;nbsp; Does the easter bunny have a workshop)?&amp;nbsp; Noah of course benefited too, with a lightening mcqueen riding toy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mdJRwAGZ2Qw/TcIS0QPBkzI/AAAAAAAAARo/I4Bsohd0GB4/s1600/IMG_3101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mdJRwAGZ2Qw/TcIS0QPBkzI/AAAAAAAAARo/I4Bsohd0GB4/s320/IMG_3101.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8Iubdc5F1c/TcITEsRg2vI/AAAAAAAAARs/9lPnXgcXibU/s1600/IMG_3110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8Iubdc5F1c/TcITEsRg2vI/AAAAAAAAARs/9lPnXgcXibU/s320/IMG_3110.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1DI5oJ7QzKY/TcITXseExXI/AAAAAAAAARw/4nZ45uzmRgs/s1600/IMG_3111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1DI5oJ7QzKY/TcITXseExXI/AAAAAAAAARw/4nZ45uzmRgs/s320/IMG_3111.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Davis exclaimed as he was coming down the stairs "Is the bike all for me?"&amp;nbsp; Yes, Davis it's all for you.&amp;nbsp; "Oh wow, I love it"!&amp;nbsp; And he hopped on it instantly without any fear.&amp;nbsp; About 30 minutes later, fear set in and he hasn't been on that bike with crying since :(&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T3lq07_5aKo/TcITlrVvl6I/AAAAAAAAAR0/RA_KTKMS7CY/s1600/IMG_3116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T3lq07_5aKo/TcITlrVvl6I/AAAAAAAAAR0/RA_KTKMS7CY/s320/IMG_3116.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you see Noah's face in this picture?&amp;nbsp; What a ham!&amp;nbsp; He makes this face all the time!&amp;nbsp; He sometimes furrows his brows with it too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not always the nicest looking face, but if you do it back to him he tends to crack up with laughter!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kColV2bbR9Q/TcITz9oHmXI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Ze4wYZvHGtw/s1600/IMG_3123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kColV2bbR9Q/TcITz9oHmXI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Ze4wYZvHGtw/s320/IMG_3123.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hello Sleepyhead Noah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uQ2kuq4pZBM/TcIUCDqztbI/AAAAAAAAAR8/zZCnGNjYrq0/s1600/IMG_3130.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uQ2kuq4pZBM/TcIUCDqztbI/AAAAAAAAAR8/zZCnGNjYrq0/s320/IMG_3130.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Davis making sure the helmet will really protect that big noggin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dvqiTAlWNRg/TcIUS2mEguI/AAAAAAAAASA/Evka1fqa-Xk/s1600/IMG_3144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dvqiTAlWNRg/TcIUS2mEguI/AAAAAAAAASA/Evka1fqa-Xk/s320/IMG_3144.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5d5IdFYufn0/TcIUh10hsjI/AAAAAAAAASE/wcZuOJcIoNM/s1600/IMG_3147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5d5IdFYufn0/TcIUh10hsjI/AAAAAAAAASE/wcZuOJcIoNM/s320/IMG_3147.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;A little family picture after church on Easter Morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QM8JvNCuzyA/TcIU3kQ5S1I/AAAAAAAAASI/eZ8H-s66SSw/s1600/IMG_3151.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QM8JvNCuzyA/TcIU3kQ5S1I/AAAAAAAAASI/eZ8H-s66SSw/s320/IMG_3151.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Noah knocked out after church!&amp;nbsp; Love those long eyelashes he gets from his Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HnTMQVOSxtY/TcIVGGAC-3I/AAAAAAAAASM/YNdDYEK-cwU/s1600/IMG_3154.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HnTMQVOSxtY/TcIVGGAC-3I/AAAAAAAAASM/YNdDYEK-cwU/s320/IMG_3154.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The easter bunny cake I made on Sunday afternoon!&amp;nbsp; Super fun and crazy easy!&amp;nbsp; The cake underneath looked terrible but the beauty of it was that it didn't matter because I knew it would be covered up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0B8MzUdUL68/TcIVXy64YaI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Cz86EaXllqE/s1600/IMG_3158.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0B8MzUdUL68/TcIVXy64YaI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Cz86EaXllqE/s320/IMG_3158.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Davis saying the prayer at the Foster Family easter gathering @ my parents house.&amp;nbsp; Love to hear him say the prayer.&amp;nbsp; It never gets old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2p0J9VAe9Qs/TcIVlgRoQHI/AAAAAAAAASU/FTDwDOiJeFs/s1600/IMG_3164.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2p0J9VAe9Qs/TcIVlgRoQHI/AAAAAAAAASU/FTDwDOiJeFs/s320/IMG_3164.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Davis and Gigi made this bunny cake the day before.&amp;nbsp; Davis talked a lot about his cake!&amp;nbsp; He was very proud and wanted to share it with everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FgfrpkVK9mc/TcIV0whldEI/AAAAAAAAASY/sHh5pItkAkQ/s1600/IMG_3168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FgfrpkVK9mc/TcIV0whldEI/AAAAAAAAASY/sHh5pItkAkQ/s320/IMG_3168.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My sweet niece.... Oh and Jimmy and Jennifer too!&amp;nbsp; Doesn't Jimmy look daper?&amp;nbsp; Jennifer is glowing herself.&amp;nbsp; I could look at the pregnant belly all day long.&amp;nbsp; I love to see baby bumps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aubW01ZvPHA/TcIWJHdG38I/AAAAAAAAASc/r3N66xXkEbk/s1600/IMG_3171.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aubW01ZvPHA/TcIWJHdG38I/AAAAAAAAASc/r3N66xXkEbk/s320/IMG_3171.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oiu4bJpr_zY/TcIWfv3_M-I/AAAAAAAAASg/51MBI-5lXXs/s1600/IMG_3172+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oiu4bJpr_zY/TcIWfv3_M-I/AAAAAAAAASg/51MBI-5lXXs/s320/IMG_3172+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Davis waiting to do the egg hung!&amp;nbsp; Noah wasn't that into it this year.&amp;nbsp; I don't think he was feeling very good that day but I could never figure out why!&amp;nbsp; However, I bet next year the hunt will be intense!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7v2qST2SIn0/TcIWu4YQ8VI/AAAAAAAAASk/lfYFe3q2j8Y/s1600/IMG_3175.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7v2qST2SIn0/TcIWu4YQ8VI/AAAAAAAAASk/lfYFe3q2j8Y/s320/IMG_3175.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was a greast Easter but I never want to lose sight of what the day is all about!&amp;nbsp; Jesus conquring death so that we might have eternal life.&amp;nbsp; All because he loved us with a perfect, never-ending, unfailing&amp;nbsp;type of &amp;nbsp;love!&amp;nbsp; My how blessed we are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/6126850405753192401-1805675561238654?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1805675561238654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=1805675561238654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/1805675561238654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/1805675561238654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/05/easter-2011.html' title='Easter 2011...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wk6D4iIjyLw/TcIR32C2QSI/AAAAAAAAARY/A86aXQUFboE/s72-c/IMG_3096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-1162551017403537561</id><published>2011-05-03T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T20:45:52.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Egg Dying Fun....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Is there anything more fun than dying Easter Eggs in preperation for the big day?&amp;nbsp; I use to love dying eggs as a child and I loved sharing in the excitment with these sweet boys!&amp;nbsp; Thanks G-Mama for helping create some pretty eggs! &amp;nbsp;(Noah was taking an afternoon nap- sorry little man, next year I promise)!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RXonE1YCbMQ/TcDKONQEpnI/AAAAAAAAAP4/3TYciVOQBmk/s1600/IMG_3046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RXonE1YCbMQ/TcDKONQEpnI/AAAAAAAAAP4/3TYciVOQBmk/s400/IMG_3046.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GLiqYYsZ9Vw/TcDKa_BAWFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/JLKNnIBVJok/s1600/IMG_3049-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GLiqYYsZ9Vw/TcDKa_BAWFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/JLKNnIBVJok/s400/IMG_3049-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E2SHiQANxPs/TcDKpMk7X9I/AAAAAAAAAQA/jVmePSqXJZM/s1600/IMG_3053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E2SHiQANxPs/TcDKpMk7X9I/AAAAAAAAAQA/jVmePSqXJZM/s400/IMG_3053.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-1162551017403537561?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1162551017403537561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=1162551017403537561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/1162551017403537561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/1162551017403537561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/05/easter-egg-dying-fun.html' title='Easter Egg Dying Fun....'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RXonE1YCbMQ/TcDKONQEpnI/AAAAAAAAAP4/3TYciVOQBmk/s72-c/IMG_3046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-8697121051681678139</id><published>2011-04-10T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T19:44:22.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Soccer Tale....</title><content type='html'>It will come as know surprise to you that soccer balls are black and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in our world there is much gray associated with soccer too!&amp;nbsp; Davis started playing soccer this spring.&amp;nbsp; He didn't ask to play, he really hardly knew what soccer was.&amp;nbsp; However, team sports were a big part of my childhood where I learned many lessons and have great memories.&amp;nbsp; Naturally, I would like to be able to offer that experience to my children as well.&amp;nbsp; Thus, we signed Davis up for soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, I knew that soccer and Davis' might not be a perfect match but I figured perhaps some fun would be had and it could provide a great growing experience for him (and he didn't meet the birthday deadline for baseball)!.&amp;nbsp; We are 4 practices in, and 1 game in and let me tell you,&amp;nbsp;this has proven to be a growing experience for yours truly..... the new soccer mom.&lt;br /&gt;Davis is not an&amp;nbsp;overly physical little boy, nor is he really aggressive.&amp;nbsp; He likes order and structure.&amp;nbsp; Let me tell you.... ironically, the COMPLETE opposite of a bunch of 3 year olds on a soccer field!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I want so badly for him to get in there and be carefree, have fun!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But I think the whole thing just kind of overwhelms the little guy!&amp;nbsp; We've yet to go a full&amp;nbsp;practice without a few tears being shed&amp;nbsp;(he is very attached to his ball, he also got really frightened when every one charged at him when he was kicking the ball down the field)!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first game, he had no interest in touching the ball!&amp;nbsp; But to his credit no tears were shed (even though his&amp;nbsp; team got killed... I know, I know nobody keeps score but when it's 8-0 it's hard not to count)!&amp;nbsp; I think his favorite part of the game was the snack time&amp;nbsp;at the end!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are&amp;nbsp;left thinking how can we get him to&amp;nbsp;shed some of &amp;nbsp;his inhibitions and try new things without there being meltdowns involved.&amp;nbsp; The only answers we keep coming up with are prayer, encouragement, and keep exposing him to safe, challenging environments.&amp;nbsp; And did I mention prayer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to push him too hard, but I also want him to stretch himself.&amp;nbsp; If he isn't into sports, that really is okay with us!&amp;nbsp; Truly, we adore the kid!&amp;nbsp; How could we not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hb3-K-CYpA0/TZ_GKltSpPI/AAAAAAAAAOY/7cqFct5yeHA/s1600/IMAG0232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hb3-K-CYpA0/TZ_GKltSpPI/AAAAAAAAAOY/7cqFct5yeHA/s400/IMAG0232.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9y8GxKNDV2g/TZ_HhhcE3UI/AAAAAAAAAOc/E-cAki-BMPY/s1600/IMAG0230.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9y8GxKNDV2g/TZ_HhhcE3UI/AAAAAAAAAOc/E-cAki-BMPY/s320/IMAG0230.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery and Davis' first soccer practice!&amp;nbsp; We were all excited they were on the same team!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And really as I'm posting these pictures, I'm seeing A LOT of smiles (when his finger isn't stuck up by his mouth- a nervous habit of his that was exhibited a lot of the first game)!&amp;nbsp; So perhaps he is having fun and I'm the one who needs to loosen up and let him be the cute, lovable 3 year old that he is?!&amp;nbsp; This parenting thing is so humbling at times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CI13u1j4YAE/TZ_H-MSneyI/AAAAAAAAAOk/GFUXI7TMVAU/s1600/IMG_2615.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CI13u1j4YAE/TZ_H-MSneyI/AAAAAAAAAOk/GFUXI7TMVAU/s320/IMG_2615.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Davis was pumped that he is #1 on his team.&amp;nbsp; Just like Thomas the Train!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;He will also chant and say "I'm number 1, I'm number 1"!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ccwt5cpG_Mo/TZ_INiiBDFI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1S6_u2CDSQ0/s1600/IMG_2616.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ccwt5cpG_Mo/TZ_INiiBDFI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1S6_u2CDSQ0/s320/IMG_2616.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PD0tnzv6qGs/TZ_IchzY0dI/AAAAAAAAAOs/bjAFYrnpNW8/s1600/IMG_2625.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PD0tnzv6qGs/TZ_IchzY0dI/AAAAAAAAAOs/bjAFYrnpNW8/s320/IMG_2625.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-__tK_ZQDIRg/TZ_Iwvk4bHI/AAAAAAAAAOw/gM13zLP2xmM/s1600/IMG_2628.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-__tK_ZQDIRg/TZ_Iwvk4bHI/AAAAAAAAAOw/gM13zLP2xmM/s320/IMG_2628.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sX3G3CBk2rY/TZ_JR6mbL5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/tuMDee0RZ6g/s1600/IMG_2635.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sX3G3CBk2rY/TZ_JR6mbL5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/tuMDee0RZ6g/s320/IMG_2635.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oc0jxIYAbLE/TZ_Jfs3n72I/AAAAAAAAAO8/Ave2XjJnj8M/s1600/IMG_2638.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oc0jxIYAbLE/TZ_Jfs3n72I/AAAAAAAAAO8/Ave2XjJnj8M/s320/IMG_2638.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OmBceX88QWs/TZ_J7tyzhjI/AAAAAAAAAPE/8lu5u_IiOn8/s1600/IMG_2639.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OmBceX88QWs/TZ_J7tyzhjI/AAAAAAAAAPE/8lu5u_IiOn8/s320/IMG_2639.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dVoevre1HhQ/TZ_KJ-yS-mI/AAAAAAAAAPI/EQQt4JX3RnU/s1600/IMG_2642.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dVoevre1HhQ/TZ_KJ-yS-mI/AAAAAAAAAPI/EQQt4JX3RnU/s320/IMG_2642.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought it was a little bit neat that Davis and Avery tended to stay close by to each other on the field.&amp;nbsp; That is when both of them were on the field at the same time.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wy4X47MXRxA/TZ_KWEMsZiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/NMBdPQqksJk/s1600/IMG_2648.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wy4X47MXRxA/TZ_KWEMsZiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/NMBdPQqksJk/s320/IMG_2648.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ClYHKKcE9dw/TZ_KjIq_qCI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/mPkQFj3tqLo/s1600/IMG_2649.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ClYHKKcE9dw/TZ_KjIq_qCI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/mPkQFj3tqLo/s320/IMG_2649.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ti0dqarIB8A/TaeuONp_fiI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ezKHEt0u9UQ/s1600/IMG_2652.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ti0dqarIB8A/TaeuONp_fiI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ezKHEt0u9UQ/s320/IMG_2652.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at that smile!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--4-tU8d1lCk/TZ_K_8aMbgI/AAAAAAAAAPY/uWFT90AXXbk/s1600/IMG_2653.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--4-tU8d1lCk/TZ_K_8aMbgI/AAAAAAAAAPY/uWFT90AXXbk/s320/IMG_2653.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;GOOOOOOO Avery!&amp;nbsp; Such a little soccer star!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-8697121051681678139?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8697121051681678139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=8697121051681678139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/8697121051681678139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/8697121051681678139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/04/soccer-tale.html' title='A Soccer Tale....'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hb3-K-CYpA0/TZ_GKltSpPI/AAAAAAAAAOY/7cqFct5yeHA/s72-c/IMAG0232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-2536870007198629197</id><published>2011-04-08T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T21:13:22.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We. Heart. Spring. Break.</title><content type='html'>What is better than spring break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring Break with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, Spring Break with friends, sunny weather, &amp;nbsp;playgrounds, jump houses, AND POPSICLES!&amp;nbsp; ﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tC_p4rabV9I/TZ_TuAuoc8I/AAAAAAAAAPc/BNPkvlT-VEM/s1600/IMG_2665.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tC_p4rabV9I/TZ_TuAuoc8I/AAAAAAAAAPc/BNPkvlT-VEM/s320/IMG_2665.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Avery, Davis, Gabriella&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Green and Yellow popsicles to be exact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h8TqC8gJim4/TZ_T9O9DQEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vG7AevXrAJs/s1600/IMG_2668.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h8TqC8gJim4/TZ_T9O9DQEI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vG7AevXrAJs/s320/IMG_2668.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2sftPf-n70/TZ_UM3wZ06I/AAAAAAAAAPk/46F9Smz8vRw/s1600/IMG_2678.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2sftPf-n70/TZ_UM3wZ06I/AAAAAAAAAPk/46F9Smz8vRw/s320/IMG_2678.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2qzgFux5g6M/TZ_a9Ggz6nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KodlmcG90as/s1600/IMG_2675.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2qzgFux5g6M/TZ_a9Ggz6nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KodlmcG90as/s320/IMG_2675.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And the last question....&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some would say the&amp;nbsp;classic question....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but always the question that rings true to my thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where in the world has the time gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6gOzFOJgM4/TZ_WwuRkxZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/pCmFqo4tyzQ/s1600/IMG_4912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6gOzFOJgM4/TZ_WwuRkxZI/AAAAAAAAAPs/pCmFqo4tyzQ/s320/IMG_4912.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabriella, Davis, &amp;amp; Avery November 2008&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Sigh....&amp;nbsp;never has time gone by so fast.&amp;nbsp; These are some blessed days!&amp;nbsp; I'm going to go cry&amp;nbsp;myself to sleep now.&amp;nbsp; Good night&amp;nbsp;;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-2536870007198629197?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2536870007198629197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=2536870007198629197&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/2536870007198629197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/2536870007198629197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-heart-spring-break.html' title='We. Heart. Spring. Break.'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tC_p4rabV9I/TZ_TuAuoc8I/AAAAAAAAAPc/BNPkvlT-VEM/s72-c/IMG_2665.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-3518640140965243018</id><published>2011-03-03T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T20:15:06.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up..</title><content type='html'>Hi&amp;nbsp;blog world!&amp;nbsp; We are still here!&amp;nbsp; Once again, I apologize for the recent inactivity.&amp;nbsp; It appears that I inadventantly took a month off of blogging.&amp;nbsp; If this had been purposeful, I'd be proud of myself.&amp;nbsp; Instead I just feel behind!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The month of February has been a mixture of really great days and some pretty though ones as well.&amp;nbsp; Below I will do a quick recap....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We started the month out with Noah spiking a high fever and just not feeling like his jolly, passionate ol' self.&amp;nbsp; I took him to the doctor where they orignailly diagnosed him with double ear infections.&amp;nbsp; A few days later he broke out in a rash on his torso a few days later.&amp;nbsp; Upon second glance the&amp;nbsp;doctor then stated he didn't have an ear infection but a classic case of &lt;a href="http://roseola./"&gt;Roseola.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; I will spare you pictures but he looked pretty pitiful.&amp;nbsp; The rash worked it's way from his torso to limbs and persisted for another 2 weeks!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; During this time he was a busy boy and cute two molars as well.&amp;nbsp; It was a fun time, what can I say?&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I'm happy to report that he is all better, done cutting his 1 year old molars and in a much better mood in general. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XEytisV8w2g/TXBAT9NsGZI/AAAAAAAAANM/P77ZonHmsa8/s1600/Silly+Noah.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XEytisV8w2g/TXBAT9NsGZI/AAAAAAAAANM/P77ZonHmsa8/s320/Silly+Noah.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Two days after Noah's inital diagnosis of a double ear infection, your's truely, got strep throat.&amp;nbsp; Yuck!&amp;nbsp; I haven't had that since I was a young child and I must say I'm so thankful!&amp;nbsp; Unfortunatly, Matt got it about&amp;nbsp;10 days&amp;nbsp;after I did.&amp;nbsp; He calls me as I was heading out of town for the weekend to tell me he tested positive for strep!&amp;nbsp; I felt so bad that my body decided to get it again that night (while away from home on my trip)!&amp;nbsp; Thankfully a doctor of mine called in a perscription for me so I could pick it up at a local pharmacy in NC.&amp;nbsp; All was well with the world.... or so you would think.&amp;nbsp; After another 2 weeks of being cured- guess who got diagnosed with strep AGAIN today?&amp;nbsp; Yes, this is the 3rd time I've had it!&amp;nbsp; The nurse said the strain of strep this year is particulary harsh and seems to be reoccuring more often.... I can&amp;nbsp;testify to that statement.&amp;nbsp; Each time we have changed our toothbrush, washed our sheets, took all our meds, etc... and yet it still comes back.. Thankfully our boys haven't gotten it!&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ttKQ7yft-DY/TXBUsxY4hOI/AAAAAAAAANs/YkRVlmpqWng/s1600/Davis+before+School.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ttKQ7yft-DY/TXBUsxY4hOI/AAAAAAAAANs/YkRVlmpqWng/s320/Davis+before+School.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Among all the sickness there have been some really great moments as well!&amp;nbsp; We were able to escape to my grandparents cabin for a few days aroudn the super bowl.&amp;nbsp; This weekend trip was much more relaxing and enjoyable than I orignially anticpated and we got to spend some quality time with my wonderful mom &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;grandmother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Donuts with Dad occured at Davis preschool.&amp;nbsp; He was so excited that Matt was coming to school with him.&amp;nbsp; He had been talking for weeks about how he made Matt a blue polka dot tie (it was suppose to be a secret, and I actually love this shade of blue)!&amp;nbsp; He also drew Matt a picture and answered questions about him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-unskwn4PsxI/TXBQOriRWuI/AAAAAAAAANo/uuZ6_gL5aYY/s1600/donuts+with+dad+resized.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-unskwn4PsxI/TXBQOriRWuI/AAAAAAAAANo/uuZ6_gL5aYY/s320/donuts+with+dad+resized.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"My dad's name is Matt. He is 4 years old.&amp;nbsp; My dad's favorite thing to do is throw me up in the sky.&amp;nbsp; My favorite thing to do with my dad is play outside!"&amp;nbsp; So sweet!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Valentine's Day was also lots of fun! Davis was pumped about it and they had a party at his school too! He was the ultra cool kid who gave out Toy Story valentine's day cards and pencils (no candy allowed, or so they say). He was a hoot and seemed to enjoy the celebration! Noah didn't get to go because well, nothing says I love you like a rash all over your body!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZrTq4_wnpEs/TXBJcT82NII/AAAAAAAAANU/fK8fIxeEQ6U/s1600/valentine%2527s+day+party-+winking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZrTq4_wnpEs/TXBJcT82NII/AAAAAAAAANU/fK8fIxeEQ6U/s400/valentine%2527s+day+party-+winking.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picutre on the&amp;nbsp;right is Davis' wink! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6xVHqvKQjo8/TXBJ8deZyQI/AAAAAAAAANY/4I5oV0hWSto/s1600/IMG_2569+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6xVHqvKQjo8/TXBJ8deZyQI/AAAAAAAAANY/4I5oV0hWSto/s400/IMG_2569+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Davis and the teacher aid in his classroom.&amp;nbsp; He is fascinated by her because she teaches the kids some spanish, and he LOVES spanish!&amp;nbsp; She is fascinated by him because her new grandson (yes, I said grandson) looks just like Davis (or so they tell me).&amp;nbsp; Must be a cutie!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6bJnrjtlyv4/TXBKQvd2uFI/AAAAAAAAANc/9EKy99WXgNw/s1600/IMG_2570+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6bJnrjtlyv4/TXBKQvd2uFI/AAAAAAAAANc/9EKy99WXgNw/s400/IMG_2570+copy.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Speaking of Valentine's Day we had a great one in our household.&amp;nbsp; I'm not a huge valentine's day fan despite being happily married.&amp;nbsp; However, I felt like this valentine's day was nice and refreshing.&amp;nbsp; I mean, look how my&amp;nbsp;super awesome gift&amp;nbsp;was delivered to me....&amp;nbsp; I'm one lucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_R4TyO8Z12Y/TXBMOj6lrNI/AAAAAAAAANk/agrKaxaDRiw/s1600/Valentine+Day+Gift.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_R4TyO8Z12Y/TXBMOj6lrNI/AAAAAAAAANk/agrKaxaDRiw/s400/Valentine+Day+Gift.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿ This really is how I recieved it!&amp;nbsp; Fortunatly, I had my cellphone nearby and snatched a quick picture :0)&amp;nbsp; And isn't that necklace fantastic!&amp;nbsp; I absolutely adore it and the boys who gave it me!&amp;nbsp; My husband is a wonderful gift giver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out every year, my birthday comes 10 days after valentines day!&amp;nbsp; And this year was a big one, T-H-I-R-T-Y!&amp;nbsp; My parents gave me an early birthday present by sending me, my sister, mom, and grandmother to the &lt;a href="http://www.groveparkinn.com/Leisure/"&gt;Grovepark Inn&lt;/a&gt; the weekend before!&amp;nbsp; And due to&amp;nbsp;the timing of things&amp;nbsp;my brother-in-law Jimmy came with us!&amp;nbsp; I'm really glad he came along and was such a trooper during our girls weekend!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The long weekend&amp;nbsp;was heavenly (minus the whole strep scenario I mentioned above)!&amp;nbsp; We eat excellent food, spent an amazing day at the spa,&amp;nbsp; talked, laughed, and read good books- all in peace and quite!&amp;nbsp; It was a wonderful time and I'm so thankful for Matt and his parents who made it all possible for me to get away and know that the boys are in good hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last night in my twenties a few of my dear friends surprised me with a girls night out at a local restaurant.&amp;nbsp; I was surprised and felt so blessed by these dear girls who sacrificed time with thier families to celebrate another year &amp;amp; decade in my life!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, my sweet husband surprised me with tickets on the night of my birthday with an out of town concert to Darius Rucker &amp;amp; Brad Paisley (both who I love, though I got to tell you Darius ended up being my favorite)!&amp;nbsp; It was SO. MUCH. FUN.&amp;nbsp; So spontanteous and not something we do often but such a fun&amp;nbsp;overnight&amp;nbsp;adventure &amp;amp; memory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the whole month of February my thoughts and prayers have been captivated by my sweet niece.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow is&amp;nbsp;a big day for her and our family as well.&amp;nbsp; I ask you&amp;nbsp;once again, to please join us in praying for a miracle!&amp;nbsp;I will write more about her soon and how God&amp;nbsp;uses her in my life and what I've learned as I'm repeatedly drawn to the foot of the cross like never before.&amp;nbsp; In the meantime please feel free to follow my sister over at &lt;a href="http://www.incuteshoes.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.incuteshoes.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; She writes so candidly and I"m blessed everytime her fingers touch the keyboard!&amp;nbsp; Good night friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-3518640140965243018?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3518640140965243018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=3518640140965243018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/3518640140965243018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/3518640140965243018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/03/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up..'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-XEytisV8w2g/TXBAT9NsGZI/AAAAAAAAANM/P77ZonHmsa8/s72-c/Silly+Noah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-7101168734943553281</id><published>2011-01-30T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T08:54:29.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow, Snow, and more Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I mentioned in one of my Christmas post that we got a huge snow storm shortly after Christmas and we did!&amp;nbsp; The last time I remember getting this much snow was when I was a little girl.&amp;nbsp;I just love snow!&amp;nbsp; My boys aren't quite as into as I am and really after a few days of being coped up inside I was pretty much over it too (school was cancelled all week- ahhhh)!&amp;nbsp; But there were a few days where it was lots of fun (and we liked having Daddy home from work too)!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Davis stepping out into the knee deep snow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGWmFK54yI/AAAAAAAAALo/ptPz0IlUfF0/s1600/IMG_2326.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGWmFK54yI/AAAAAAAAALo/ptPz0IlUfF0/s320/IMG_2326.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Noah deligting in the fluffy white stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGXQdxovWI/AAAAAAAAALs/gQyjTPzKXFg/s1600/IMG_2351.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGXQdxovWI/AAAAAAAAALs/gQyjTPzKXFg/s320/IMG_2351.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Davis catching snow balls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGX9lENa4I/AAAAAAAAALw/pWjNIboCIA4/s1600/IMG_2360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGX9lENa4I/AAAAAAAAALw/pWjNIboCIA4/s320/IMG_2360.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGYq_ZY4wI/AAAAAAAAAL0/A_EHgbHxhV0/s1600/IMG_2361.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGYq_ZY4wI/AAAAAAAAAL0/A_EHgbHxhV0/s320/IMG_2361.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGZVYCrEnI/AAAAAAAAAL4/-Q6FkyQs_TI/s1600/IMG_2365.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGZVYCrEnI/AAAAAAAAAL4/-Q6FkyQs_TI/s320/IMG_2365.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGbbaDGDyI/AAAAAAAAAME/vr30twWCtZ0/s1600/IMG_2370.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGbbaDGDyI/AAAAAAAAAME/vr30twWCtZ0/s320/IMG_2370.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Right after Davis pelted his baby brother with a snowball in the face!&amp;nbsp; It was an accident (we think)! :)&amp;nbsp; Noah recovered nicely.&amp;nbsp; He is tough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGcHDv4BfI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ShE3gLVAUx4/s1600/IMG_2383.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGcHDv4BfI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ShE3gLVAUx4/s320/IMG_2383.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My handsome husband pulling my handsome son on the sled....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGdGE8FNiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/tw3TgV4s0B0/s1600/IMG_2401.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGdGE8FNiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/tw3TgV4s0B0/s320/IMG_2401.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGdyMZHFKI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/AHouF3IFEGs/s1600/IMG_2402.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGdyMZHFKI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/AHouF3IFEGs/s320/IMG_2402.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGecvkdErI/AAAAAAAAAMU/77KFvAVzd_8/s1600/IMG_2405.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGecvkdErI/AAAAAAAAAMU/77KFvAVzd_8/s320/IMG_2405.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Double the fun on the sled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGfJdbOINI/AAAAAAAAAMY/S2VaCFifawM/s1600/IMG_2411.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGfJdbOINI/AAAAAAAAAMY/S2VaCFifawM/s320/IMG_2411.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love these boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGfyhjg0lI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9bJ33qkiVTw/s1600/IMG_2414.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGfyhjg0lI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9bJ33qkiVTw/s320/IMG_2414.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGgarJV3iI/AAAAAAAAAMg/JDcTOJ2HG8Y/s1600/IMG_2416.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGgarJV3iI/AAAAAAAAAMg/JDcTOJ2HG8Y/s320/IMG_2416.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGhAlAFzOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/o85rW3mpUZ4/s1600/IMG_2418.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGhAlAFzOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/o85rW3mpUZ4/s320/IMG_2418.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGiSJZ2_fI/AAAAAAAAAMs/VjPJmdRfBdA/s1600/IMG_2424.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGiSJZ2_fI/AAAAAAAAAMs/VjPJmdRfBdA/s320/IMG_2424.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can you blame me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGi3WAtQGI/AAAAAAAAAMw/U81sydAeq6U/s1600/IMG_2426.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGi3WAtQGI/AAAAAAAAAMw/U81sydAeq6U/s320/IMG_2426.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGkA5twRAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/b4aSx4m6N_I/s1600/IMG_2444.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGkA5twRAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/b4aSx4m6N_I/s320/IMG_2444.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGkrxjhPzI/AAAAAAAAAM4/k5P3sJVs7gM/s1600/IMG_2456.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGkrxjhPzI/AAAAAAAAAM4/k5P3sJVs7gM/s320/IMG_2456.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGlXhcKm5I/AAAAAAAAAM8/5_R_84BBoHI/s1600/IMG_2476.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGlXhcKm5I/AAAAAAAAAM8/5_R_84BBoHI/s320/IMG_2476.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGmgPwKHlI/AAAAAAAAANA/mxcJfCMY6HQ/s1600/IMG_2486.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGmgPwKHlI/AAAAAAAAANA/mxcJfCMY6HQ/s320/IMG_2486.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Coming in from the snow.&amp;nbsp; Tired and ready for some hot chocolate with marshmellows!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGnLXusBfI/AAAAAAAAANE/XOZlNOw0VZw/s1600/IMG_2517.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGnLXusBfI/AAAAAAAAANE/XOZlNOw0VZw/s320/IMG_2517.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-7101168734943553281?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7101168734943553281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=7101168734943553281&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7101168734943553281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7101168734943553281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow-snow-and-more-snow.html' title='Snow, Snow, and more Snow!'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TUGWmFK54yI/AAAAAAAAALo/ptPz0IlUfF0/s72-c/IMG_2326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-2269568203586047734</id><published>2011-01-22T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T20:27:32.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Storming the Gates...</title><content type='html'>Will you please join me in storming the gates of heaven on behalf of my&amp;nbsp;sweet beautiful niece, amazing sister, and wonderful brother-in-law?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://incuteshoes.blogspot.com/2011/01/with-heavy-heavy-hearts.html"&gt;http://incuteshoes.blogspot.com/2011/01/with-heavy-heavy-hearts.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would covet your prayers.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write more soon.&amp;nbsp; My words seem to be failing me right now but my God is not&amp;nbsp; My hope is in Him.&amp;nbsp; I know it is well placed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"So do not fear, for I am with you; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do not be dismayed, for I am your God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will strengthen you and help you; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will uphold you with my righteous right hand."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Isaiah 41:10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love to all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-2269568203586047734?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2269568203586047734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=2269568203586047734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/2269568203586047734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/2269568203586047734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/01/storming-gates.html' title='Storming the Gates...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-269241856310398877</id><published>2011-01-17T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T19:24:26.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This Christmas was one to remember for a variety of reasons but I have a feeling it will live on in infamy because it started snowing on Christmas day!&amp;nbsp; That just doesn't happen here in the deep south- like NEVER!&amp;nbsp; Well, until now of course!&amp;nbsp; We decided to head over to my parents house on Christmas night for dinner since Christmas had been postponed at my grandmother's.&amp;nbsp; When we drove up- there was Thomas &amp;amp; Sir Topham Hat.&amp;nbsp; Apparently he was on clearance at Lowes right before Christmas and Gigi &amp;amp; Granddaddy man couldn't resist!&amp;nbsp; Davis loved him but kept wanting to go inside him!?!&amp;nbsp; It doesn't work that way son, even on this magical&amp;nbsp; snowy Christmas day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TTT9jfqFO2I/AAAAAAAAALg/1dymG4U-c4Q/s1600/IMG_2233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvUB4pLbpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DdfFFxzDSuw/s1600/IMG_2189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvUB4pLbpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DdfFFxzDSuw/s400/IMG_2189.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvUfi1IlcI/AAAAAAAAAKs/LDYchiyLQG8/s1600/IMG_2192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvUfi1IlcI/AAAAAAAAAKs/LDYchiyLQG8/s400/IMG_2192.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to catch snowflakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvU7C9tYuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/iB75OS7wHFA/s1600/IMG_2196.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvU7C9tYuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/iB75OS7wHFA/s400/IMG_2196.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snuggling up with Granddaddy man- it had been a very long day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvVZ3wiPtI/AAAAAAAAAK0/zpU7UVn40Is/s1600/IMG_2197.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvVZ3wiPtI/AAAAAAAAAK0/zpU7UVn40Is/s400/IMG_2197.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We didn't just get a little dusting, the snow actually started sticking.&amp;nbsp; By the time we got home there was plenty of snow on the ground and we couldn't resist letting Davis stay up past his bedtime to play in the snow.&amp;nbsp; (Noah fell asleep on the way home).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davis waiting patiently to go outside to play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvV2XRCOAI/AAAAAAAAAK4/LRlgPeJT9f8/s1600/IMG_2205.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvV2XRCOAI/AAAAAAAAAK4/LRlgPeJT9f8/s400/IMG_2205.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvWOZTJR8I/AAAAAAAAAK8/bLTEm794uus/s1600/IMG_2206.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvWOZTJR8I/AAAAAAAAAK8/bLTEm794uus/s400/IMG_2206.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, what do we do with this white stuff again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvWjccG3SI/AAAAAAAAALA/djqF8Lxdibo/s1600/IMG_2209.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvWjccG3SI/AAAAAAAAALA/djqF8Lxdibo/s400/IMG_2209.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, yeah. I remember now!&amp;nbsp; Our miniature snowman decorated with ornaments of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvW-CL_4-I/AAAAAAAAALE/NyzwPbEJgFI/s1600/IMG_2217.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1998921074"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvW-CL_4-I/AAAAAAAAALE/NyzwPbEJgFI/s400/IMG_2217.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1998921075"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The next day, Noah joined in the fun!?!&amp;nbsp; He wasn't quite sure what to think about and didn't give much reaction!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TTT81MQJyGI/AAAAAAAAALc/UiBbbkElUJw/s1600/IMG_2225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TTT81MQJyGI/AAAAAAAAALc/UiBbbkElUJw/s320/IMG_2225.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TTT9jfqFO2I/AAAAAAAAALg/1dymG4U-c4Q/s1600/IMG_2233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TTT9jfqFO2I/AAAAAAAAALg/1dymG4U-c4Q/s320/IMG_2233.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Snow brings out the sillys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TTT9_67p9_I/AAAAAAAAALk/IHwDhXCfEwo/s1600/IMG_2239.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TTT9_67p9_I/AAAAAAAAALk/IHwDhXCfEwo/s320/IMG_2239.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I"m not sure if we will ever get another white Christmas here in the deep south but it was so enjoyable and memorable!﻿&amp;nbsp; Little did we know we would get an actual snow storm just a few weeks later!&amp;nbsp; So fun!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-269241856310398877?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/269241856310398877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=269241856310398877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/269241856310398877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/269241856310398877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/01/white-christmas.html' title='White Christmas...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvUB4pLbpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/DdfFFxzDSuw/s72-c/IMG_2189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-6080456282054305597</id><published>2011-01-11T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T10:49:59.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2010...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh goodness dear friends, I'm afraid this won't be much a post!&amp;nbsp; I did a TERRIBLE job taking pictures this Christmas!&amp;nbsp; Matt on the other hand did an awesome job of having the video camera running for practically 3 days straight!&amp;nbsp; However, I won't bore you with hour long videos of our family Christmas with flashes of our booties walking in front of the camera!&amp;nbsp; I know, I know, life just isn't fair! :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This Christmas was by far the most abnormal Christmas we've ever had but was still very special with our two boys.&amp;nbsp; This is the first Christmas we didn't do Christmas Eve with my family, instead we did Christmas Eve morning.&amp;nbsp; Then on Christmas day we didn't drive to Matt's parents house- rather they graciously&amp;nbsp;came to ours.&amp;nbsp; Later Gigi &amp;amp; Granddaddy also dropped by&amp;nbsp;on Christmas morning.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;And lastly, Christmas night we've always gone over to my grandparents house but that was postponed due to my grandfather's failing health.&amp;nbsp; He went to be with Jesus 3 days after Christmas.&amp;nbsp; So it was a unique Christmas, one I will soon not forget.&amp;nbsp; Davis truly got it this year and wanted to get to bed so Santa could come!&amp;nbsp; We didn't have to be in a rush on Christmas day which felt so foreign to us- but I think the boys definitely benefited from it!&amp;nbsp; It was a beautiful Christmas and the snow that started falling on Christmas afternoon only added to the beauty!&amp;nbsp; More pictures of that coming in the next post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A few pictures from Christmas Eve morning at Gigi and Grandaddy house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Uncle Jimmy &amp;amp; Aunt Jennifer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvL7vg6K1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/EQbC0bdUBlU/s1600/IMG_2130.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvL7vg6K1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/EQbC0bdUBlU/s400/IMG_2130.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvMbCvPtDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/_hGtVGArFJc/s1600/IMG_2134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvMbCvPtDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/_hGtVGArFJc/s400/IMG_2134.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You should have seen the other guy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvMzsF89dI/AAAAAAAAAKM/tzbRUAZA51M/s1600/IMG_2135-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvMzsF89dI/AAAAAAAAAKM/tzbRUAZA51M/s400/IMG_2135-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MG admiring the goblet Uncle Jimmy gave him for Christmas...&amp;nbsp; classic and timeless. ;)&amp;nbsp; Jimmy also opened a shirt and some boxers&amp;nbsp;that after much&amp;nbsp;talk and contemplation it was decided they were intended for MG!&amp;nbsp; Still cracks me up!&amp;nbsp; We were all a little scattered this Christmas!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvNPVdBjKI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/VVfNiMSNER8/s1600/IMG_2152.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvNPVdBjKI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/VVfNiMSNER8/s400/IMG_2152.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our house before Santa came on Christmas Eve before the boys went to bed...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvNsdziHUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/wDPORmAQ3n0/s1600/IMG_2160.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvNsdziHUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/wDPORmAQ3n0/s400/IMG_2160.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Christmas Morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davis' gifts are on the left and Noah's are on the right- they were very good boys!&amp;nbsp; Davis was most excited about his spongebob sticker book (anything with stickers the kid LOVES).&amp;nbsp; Noah liked it all- especially the goldfish&amp;nbsp;crackers in the grocery cart. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvOKEzuN3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/AABACKxNYpE/s1600/IMG_2166-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvOKEzuN3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/AABACKxNYpE/s400/IMG_2166-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My two little elves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvOmEGpDXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/1tih7-XkItc/s1600/IMG_2168-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvOmEGpDXI/AAAAAAAAAKc/1tih7-XkItc/s400/IMG_2168-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvO-5DuOZI/AAAAAAAAAKg/UymE787N1Ng/s1600/IMG_2171.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvO-5DuOZI/AAAAAAAAAKg/UymE787N1Ng/s400/IMG_2171.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvPaEgbsZI/AAAAAAAAAKk/caSeYGWJL10/s1600/IMG_2185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvPaEgbsZI/AAAAAAAAAKk/caSeYGWJL10/s400/IMG_2185.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I truly apologize that this isn't a better post.&amp;nbsp; I don't think it's a good reflection of the wonderful Christmas we had- just know it was a good one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-6080456282054305597?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6080456282054305597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=6080456282054305597&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/6080456282054305597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/6080456282054305597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-2011.html' title='Christmas 2010...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSvL7vg6K1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/EQbC0bdUBlU/s72-c/IMG_2130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-5730263387365167056</id><published>2011-01-07T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T18:46:08.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Déjà vu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Do you guys ever experience Déjà vu?&amp;nbsp; Well, I recently experienced it 3 days before Christmas!&amp;nbsp; I wish I could say it was a wonderful experience that I got to re-live but unfortunately that's not the case.&amp;nbsp; Do you remember &lt;a href="http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2008/12/davis-and-terrible-horrible-no-good.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; incident from December 2008?﻿&amp;nbsp; Yes, we got to re-live it- only this time with Noah!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let me first start out by saying that the 5:00-6:00 PM hour is by far the most challenging of the day in our household- and of course the hour in which the accident occurred.&amp;nbsp; Noah, who has been taking steps for months on end, was really&amp;nbsp;starting to walk everywhere.&amp;nbsp; We have a big blow-up rubber duck that the kids love to climb&amp;nbsp;in and out of.&amp;nbsp; Well he was playing with&amp;nbsp;it and&amp;nbsp;flipped right over and hit&amp;nbsp;his&amp;nbsp;eye on our stone fireplace.&amp;nbsp; Yes, we do have protective padding on the edge of our fireplace but Noah's one goal in life is to remove these every chance he gets!&amp;nbsp; We have tried everything to keep&amp;nbsp;them on but nothing&amp;nbsp;seems to be "Noah proof".&amp;nbsp; We finally paid the price for that!&amp;nbsp; I was standing in our kitchen at he countertop that overlooks our den- saw the whole thing but couldn't get to him fast enough.&amp;nbsp; Of course, Matt wasn't home yet and blood was&amp;nbsp;everywhere!&amp;nbsp; Davis at the time decided, he needed to go&amp;nbsp;potty (which he&amp;nbsp;does by himself) but&amp;nbsp;this time he started yelling that he needed some... well, lets just say some&amp;nbsp;"assistance".&amp;nbsp; So I have a screaming kid with blood all over his face, trying to apply pressure to the wound, another kid yelling from&amp;nbsp;the potty, and I"m on the phone with Matt trying to tell him what is going on.&amp;nbsp; I"m sure&amp;nbsp;that phone call was one he soon won't forget!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We weren't really sure if Noah needed stitches or not.&amp;nbsp; I didn't really think so but I also thought that with Davis in 2008 and he ended up with 12 stitches- thus I don't have a stellar track record when it comes to these things.&amp;nbsp; We took a few pictures and sent them to the ER nurse at Matt's hospital and she thought he likely needed stitches but really needed to see it in person.&amp;nbsp;Noah calmed down quickly after the incident and ate dinner in the car as we drove to the hospital- after all, the kid isn't going to skip a meal! :0)&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;As previously mentioned&amp;nbsp;Matt works for a hospital and was able call ahead and get us in and out of the ER in record time (and I do mean record time- amazing!), unfortunately the hospital is an hour away&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;from our house!&amp;nbsp; However, we received great treatment &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;Noah ended up NOT&amp;nbsp;having to get stitches- Praise the Lord (images of Davis in that papoose screaming were haunting me the whole car ride there)!&amp;nbsp; Noah was a sweetie and conked out on the ride home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The night really could have been so much worse but I sure hope&amp;nbsp;we don't make this a family Christmas tradition.&amp;nbsp; Really boys, I wouldn't miss it- I promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A quick cell phone photo of the split eyelid&amp;nbsp;from the ER.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSfBZCZ-L1I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UwjZPvSGfUI/s1600/Naoh+%2540+the+ER.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSfBZCZ-L1I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UwjZPvSGfUI/s400/Naoh+%2540+the+ER.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A picture of the morning after as the swelling sets in.&amp;nbsp; I actually thought it would be a lot worse.&amp;nbsp; It did get a little bit worse than this picture but not too much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSfBk6903uI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1e84zzSNbMU/s1600/Noah-+Morning+after.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSfBk6903uI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1e84zzSNbMU/s400/Noah-+Morning+after.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/6126850405753192401-5730263387365167056?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5730263387365167056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=5730263387365167056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/5730263387365167056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/5730263387365167056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-deja-vu.html' title='Christmas Déjà vu...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TSfBZCZ-L1I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UwjZPvSGfUI/s72-c/Naoh+%2540+the+ER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-6732844441870745462</id><published>2011-01-06T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T08:40:48.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hark the Herald....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I thought I would share one of the highlights of our Christmas season.&amp;nbsp; During one of the first weeks of December I received this email below from Davis' preschool teacher. Don't worry- strep isn't the highlight (far from it), but the second to last sentence is what is noteworthy for this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;To all parents,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Please note that several children have been ill with deep coughs, runny noses, etc... throughout the school. We have also had several children confirm STREP. This is not showing up as a sore throat but rather as runny noses and stomach aches, plus just general "not being their normal self" actions by the children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;If your child has a deep cough, or ongoing runny nose, please take the time to ask your Doctor or Nurse for a STREP test to be safe.&amp;nbsp; With the holidays upon us, we desire everybody to be happy and healthy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Many blessings and thanks for all you do. &lt;strong&gt;And special congratulations to DAVIS GORMAN for teaching the class HARK THE HERALD ANGELS SING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;We are learning all sorts of Christmas songs, stories and crafts this year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Ms. P&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought hmmm... I didn't know he knew that song! So while on the phone with my sister, I had him sing it to us.&amp;nbsp; Much to my surprise he sang most of it correctly then at the end he said "Merry Christmas Charlie Brown".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally cracked me up! My sister, Jennifer said "He watches too much TV!" And I said, "no he reads too many books!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51S0dft32RL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Hallmark Promotions LPR7506 A Charlie Brown Christmas (An Interactive Book with Sound)" border="0" height="300" id="ecxprodImage" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51S0dft32RL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Can you tell what book he loved to read before bedtime?&amp;nbsp; His Charlie Brown press-n-hear book which has the Charlie Brown version of "Hark the Herald" on it!&amp;nbsp; I was laughing so hard I almost cried! I love that kid! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Throughout the holiday season Davis sang the song- I finally got it on tape.&amp;nbsp; I must admit it's not one of his best performances but when the camera is rolling- I take what I can get!&amp;nbsp; Oh, and I totally didn't notice until after the fact that he had on his Charlie Brown shirt that Gigi bought him- pure coincidence.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b79cc299b85e2ffa" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db79cc299b85e2ffa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330336832%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4EEF3E147829DB16AFC30D5597D9A9F3978F4472.2F1A1501BAC5DFCDDFB301439815AF1D466B39F5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db79cc299b85e2ffa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dun4tnne66IoCaMNa2_YHcCwrvKQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db79cc299b85e2ffa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330336832%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4EEF3E147829DB16AFC30D5597D9A9F3978F4472.2F1A1501BAC5DFCDDFB301439815AF1D466B39F5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db79cc299b85e2ffa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dun4tnne66IoCaMNa2_YHcCwrvKQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-6732844441870745462?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6732844441870745462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=6732844441870745462&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/6732844441870745462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/6732844441870745462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2011/01/hark-herald.html' title='Hark the Herald....'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-3624437479080620616</id><published>2010-12-28T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T12:28:35.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From our Computer to Yours...</title><content type='html'>For memory sake, below is a copy of our 2010 Christmas card.&amp;nbsp; I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and are blessed in the upcoming year!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TRqImved5aI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/VVO1R9mbJeo/s1600/5x7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TRqImved5aI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/VVO1R9mbJeo/s400/5x7.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will blog more about our Christmas tomorrow! So stay tuned... :)&amp;nbsp; It&amp;nbsp;involves much love, laughter and a trip to the ER!&amp;nbsp; Never a dull moment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-3624437479080620616?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3624437479080620616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=3624437479080620616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/3624437479080620616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/3624437479080620616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/12/from-our-house-to-yours.html' title='From our Computer to Yours...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TRqImved5aI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/VVO1R9mbJeo/s72-c/5x7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-2467962293361736786</id><published>2010-12-23T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T19:01:37.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emmanuel...</title><content type='html'>This Christmas is strung with an array of emotions. As you know, I have two adorable little boys who are at that magical age where Christmas is nothing but exciting! What you probably don’t know is that my grandfather is dying. At thanksgiving he entered into a wonderful hospice facility and was projected to live 2 weeks or so. We are now at Christmas time and daily we are told it will be a matter of hours, and daily- breath by breath- he exceeds expectations. I do believe that there is value in every human life, regardless of age or ability. However, he is no longer responding to stimulus and the longer it takes for him to enter into Heaven's gates the harder it is to grapple the realities of it all [strictly speaking for myself].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my grandparents played a very active and present role throughout my childhood- I’m convinced it’s one of the greatest treasures of my childhood. I’m the second oldest of 10 grandchildren on my mother’s side. My grandparents were in their early 40’s when my sister and I were born! Because they were so young I have some fabulous memories of them imparting their wisdom &amp;amp; love into my life on all our many adventures. My grandfather encouraged us to go after life and to help others along the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather, in good health and poor health, was a singer. His tenor voice could carry throughout the house from one room to another. One of my vivid memories as a child was driving to Dalton to see my great grandparents, both my sister and I sitting in between my grandparents in the front seat (yes, It was a huge car and back then there was no worries about children riding in the front seat at all). We would learn &amp;amp; sing all sorts of hymns.. How Great Thou Art, The Old Rugged Cross, Oh How I Love Jesus, and all it takes is a few cords of In The Garden to be transported back into that car where life was sweet and simple and I didn’t have to wait hours to open presents at Christmas time (we opened from youngest to oldest for quite some time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do we celebrate Christmas when one of the cornerstones of our family is dying and my grandmother, whom I adore, is losing her spouse? The question keeps coming up and is unavoidable. There really are no&amp;nbsp;simple answers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&amp;nbsp;I do know is that all I keep thinking is that the baby born in a manger 2,000 years ago served a very specific purpose that seems amplified this year.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Jesus Christ was and continues to be the most lavishing gift of love and eternal life from God the Father. Though there will likely be tears of grief, I pray more tears will be shed of the beauty of it all. The fact that we are so loved that God sent his Son. The coming days may get harder but I know that baby wrapped in swaddling clothes was our promise to eternal life. He is our Emmanuel. He is indeed&amp;nbsp;God with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I think of it in those terms- the&amp;nbsp;beauty of Christmas returns.&amp;nbsp; I get all excited for my grandfather and for those who know the true meaning of Christmas! And I know that this family that my grandfather loved and raised can mourn with joyous hearts because we too have the opportunity to “cling to the old rugged cross and exchange it some day for a crown."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because of a Baby.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because of a Cross.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because of Love.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because of Jesus Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-2467962293361736786?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2467962293361736786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=2467962293361736786&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/2467962293361736786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/2467962293361736786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/12/emmanuel.html' title='Emmanuel...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-5690282217854256620</id><published>2010-12-19T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T19:06:49.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Santa!  I know Him!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We recently went for our annual visit to see Santa Clause! Last year Davis wouldn't even go near the man, but this year went much better!&amp;nbsp; True to form, he was pretty shy but was able to tell Santa that he would like engines, cars, and a Toy Story book for Christmas!&amp;nbsp; Noah on the other hand, well you can make your own deductions....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQ6_hKMiXEI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Wk4c4mvKCkg/s1600/IMG_1981.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQ6_hKMiXEI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Wk4c4mvKCkg/s400/IMG_1981.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Poor little guy!&amp;nbsp; Am I a&amp;nbsp;cruel mom because&amp;nbsp;I love these pictures?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQ7AJ-jri-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/NylIMYaDc_A/s1600/IMG_1982.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQ7AJ-jri-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/NylIMYaDc_A/s400/IMG_1982.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQ7Al_mPIiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/rjXaiyjQ4xE/s1600/IMG_1984.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQ7Al_mPIiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/rjXaiyjQ4xE/s400/IMG_1984.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQ7Ao9TH3qI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kvyLwaHl7EI/s1600/Santa+2010+boys+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQ7Ao9TH3qI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kvyLwaHl7EI/s400/Santa+2010+boys+001.jpg" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQ7Ar7NQ3hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/yPZJsKTfqco/s1600/Santa+2010-+Davis+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQ7Ar7NQ3hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/yPZJsKTfqco/s400/Santa+2010-+Davis+001.jpg" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The trip went about like I expected- maybe even a little bit better since Davis was so brave!&amp;nbsp; It is with mixed emotions&amp;nbsp;that I watch him face and conquer fears!&amp;nbsp; It just proves that he is growing up more and more. Exactly what I want him to do on one hand and on the other I wish time would just freeze and he would stay a little boy forever!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What can I say, I'm hard to please! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside of Santa, there was&amp;nbsp; a Despicable Me display.&amp;nbsp; We have yet to see the movie but that doesn't mean we weren't going to join in the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQ7BKftph7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RV1--3PVRHE/s1600/IMG_1989.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQ7BKftph7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/RV1--3PVRHE/s400/IMG_1989.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQ7Bnu6-8UI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qEO8VRAHi4U/s1600/IMG_1991.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQ7Bnu6-8UI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qEO8VRAHi4U/s400/IMG_1991.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We are looking forward to Christmas morning to see the gifts Santa brings in celebration of Jesus Christ birthday!&amp;nbsp; We are counting down the days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-5690282217854256620?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5690282217854256620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=5690282217854256620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/5690282217854256620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/5690282217854256620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/12/santa-i-know-him.html' title='&quot;Santa!  I know Him!&quot;'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQ6_hKMiXEI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Wk4c4mvKCkg/s72-c/IMG_1981.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-8801945635032415019</id><published>2010-12-09T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T21:25:55.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New House Guest...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On December 1st we had a new house guest arrive...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsJw_gCpaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GgLn9H_QPZk/s1600/IMG_1963.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsJw_gCpaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GgLn9H_QPZk/s400/IMG_1963.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsJ96gwyzI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_EF2Uq_EDKA/s1600/IMG_1965.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsJ96gwyzI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_EF2Uq_EDKA/s400/IMG_1965.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsKLtKXwdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/huFW9V4KoF4/s1600/IMG_1966.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsKLtKXwdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/huFW9V4KoF4/s400/IMG_1966.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsKcvAbZaI/AAAAAAAAAIc/zSTweXtQyKI/s1600/IMG_1967.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsKcvAbZaI/AAAAAAAAAIc/zSTweXtQyKI/s400/IMG_1967.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsKuKUQBFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/YRuTTW2YbIY/s1600/IMG_1969.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsKuKUQBFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/YRuTTW2YbIY/s400/IMG_1969.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsK-m01mrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/wLs42VBlgGM/s1600/IMG_1970.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsK-m01mrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/wLs42VBlgGM/s400/IMG_1970.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As you can tell, Davis was super excited to get to open a present but true to his personality was&amp;nbsp;a little bit leery of "someone watching him."&amp;nbsp; I honestly can't blame the kid.&amp;nbsp; Davis named our new&amp;nbsp;elf-friend Thomas but the next day he decided his name should be Gordon, and from there on out&amp;nbsp;it's changed to a different "engine" name daily.&amp;nbsp; He does enjoy finding where the elf is hiding out daily but we aren't an elf-crazed family thus far... but we are trying to be on our best behavior :0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQG2sDxjXNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Wla8iNeV85k/s1600/IMG_2001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQG2sDxjXNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Wla8iNeV85k/s400/IMG_2001.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQG3HYFhvVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SOnk9q2Xw0E/s1600/IMG_2005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TQG3HYFhvVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SOnk9q2Xw0E/s400/IMG_2005.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/6126850405753192401-8801945635032415019?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8801945635032415019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=8801945635032415019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/8801945635032415019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/8801945635032415019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-house-guest.html' title='A New House Guest...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsJw_gCpaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GgLn9H_QPZk/s72-c/IMG_1963.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-4287516202722093467</id><published>2010-12-07T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T18:13:21.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O' Christmas Tree...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Our Annual tradition is to go get a Christmas tree the Saturday after Thanksgiving (the day after T-day is for shopping of course!&amp;nbsp; Yes, I'm one of those people and I love it!&amp;nbsp; Though you will never see me standing in line for Toy-R-Us, Best Buys, or any of the true&amp;nbsp;hot spots).&amp;nbsp; I digress... back to Christmas trees!&amp;nbsp; Does anything set the mood of Christmas like a tree with lights all aglow?&amp;nbsp; Not in this household!&amp;nbsp; Here are a few pictures of the boys looking for just the right tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsBqR_-V4I/AAAAAAAAAHo/HK50wcANSrM/s1600/IMG_1903.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsBqR_-V4I/AAAAAAAAAHo/HK50wcANSrM/s400/IMG_1903.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noah sees one he likes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsB4J_3cYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jkb_XmQPlQI/s1600/IMG_1909.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsB4J_3cYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/jkb_XmQPlQI/s400/IMG_1909.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsCGlnF2XI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oHVMrHpOuGc/s1600/IMG_1919.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsCGlnF2XI/AAAAAAAAAHw/oHVMrHpOuGc/s400/IMG_1919.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now Davis sees the perfect one too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsCYCD1goI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Fy-JXgMhrd0/s1600/IMG_1929.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsCYCD1goI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Fy-JXgMhrd0/s400/IMG_1929.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Noah feeling things out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsCn0cv92I/AAAAAAAAAH4/ugzgzMTcEOw/s1600/IMG_1934.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsCn0cv92I/AAAAAAAAAH4/ugzgzMTcEOw/s400/IMG_1934.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After getting the perfect tree we decorated it of course.&amp;nbsp; This is the tallest tree we've ever gotten so Matt &amp;amp; Davis combined forces to hang ornaments towards to top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsC4OdcyKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/LlkIMTSXbkw/s1600/IMG_1940.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsC4OdcyKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/LlkIMTSXbkw/s400/IMG_1940.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Which would have worked great except that Davis didn't like letting go of Daddy to actually hang the ornaments!&amp;nbsp;Time after time the same thing happened!&amp;nbsp;I was being the supportive wife/mother rolling on the &lt;br /&gt;floor laughing at this point.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsDH3_f4KI/AAAAAAAAAIA/gClGXg6FU5A/s1600/IMG_1942.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsDH3_f4KI/AAAAAAAAAIA/gClGXg6FU5A/s400/IMG_1942.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Noah was hanging the lower ornaments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsDWqzvs5I/AAAAAAAAAIE/ObQRem2raJ8/s1600/IMG_1951.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsDWqzvs5I/AAAAAAAAAIE/ObQRem2raJ8/s400/IMG_1951.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The kid can fill out those 24 month PJ's @ 14 months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsDobW2u_I/AAAAAAAAAII/CYG8pQlOFEU/s1600/IMG_1955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsDobW2u_I/AAAAAAAAAII/CYG8pQlOFEU/s400/IMG_1955.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsD6GShqMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/i9DzVgthMZQ/s1600/IMG_1960_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsD6GShqMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/i9DzVgthMZQ/s400/IMG_1960_edited-1.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ironically, I've now done a whole post on our Christmas tree but have failed to take a picture of the final product.&amp;nbsp; Let me assure you though, its beautiful (if you don't mind small clusters of ornaments here and there.&amp;nbsp; In fact we have two large photo ornaments we hang on our tree &amp;amp; Davis insisted we put them side-by-side because "the brothers go together."&amp;nbsp; Now who has the heart to rearrange that?&amp;nbsp; Not this mommy!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-4287516202722093467?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4287516202722093467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=4287516202722093467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/4287516202722093467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/4287516202722093467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/12/o-christmas-tree.html' title='O&apos; Christmas Tree...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPsBqR_-V4I/AAAAAAAAAHo/HK50wcANSrM/s72-c/IMG_1903.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-1246086392414236341</id><published>2010-12-06T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T13:16:10.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2010...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Heaven help me if I ever stay caught up on blogging!&amp;nbsp; I've just begun to accept that it's not likely to ever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;happen in this phase of life.&amp;nbsp; So sorry dear readers, I'm afraid it makes for a rather boring blog and maybe even confusing, seeing how I'm posting about Thanksgiving when it is clearly December!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;However this Thanksgiving was rather enjoyable!&amp;nbsp; Davis had&amp;nbsp;a Thanksgiving Feast at preschool where he proceeded to cry while his other classmates did the cute Turkey Tango.&amp;nbsp; Poor guy- he just has a hard time processing anything out of normal everyday circumstances.&amp;nbsp;He LOVES school, and he LOVES me- it just takes him by surprise when the collide (though I had been preparing him for this all week).&amp;nbsp; Not sure how to help him with this- I"m hoping he will outgrow it soon.&amp;nbsp; I didn't get many pictures because I was trying to comfort my son and encourage him to join in the fun feasting.&amp;nbsp; However I did get a picture of the cute table setting.&amp;nbsp; All the kids got to pick out a portrait of themselves and give to their parents for a Thanksgiving gift.&amp;nbsp; Davis had several pictures to choose from but his teacher said he was adamit that they use the one of "me and mommy" that was taken on his orientation day back in August.&amp;nbsp; Talk about feeling loved (we are the picture in the middle).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPr4IlzBC0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/f1gcyh-NLgM/s1600/Thanksgiving+table.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPr4IlzBC0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/f1gcyh-NLgM/s400/Thanksgiving+table.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TP1Hpldw8GI/AAAAAAAAAIs/b9ud2I85EQY/s1600/IMG_1606.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TP1Hpldw8GI/AAAAAAAAAIs/b9ud2I85EQY/s320/IMG_1606.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TP1H65D3RxI/AAAAAAAAAIw/DAE5DHuiS-I/s1600/IMG_1601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TP1H65D3RxI/AAAAAAAAAIw/DAE5DHuiS-I/s320/IMG_1601.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was in charge of dessert for the feast!&amp;nbsp; The pilgrim hats below are what I made.&amp;nbsp; Some of my girlfriends looked at me like I was crazy when I explained it to them so here is a picture of one below.&amp;nbsp; It's a large marshmellow dipped in chocolate upon a kebler elf striped cookie, with some white icing as a buckle.&amp;nbsp; They were a hit- though a bit messy (but it isn't a good dessert unless its messy, right?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TP1HX3C1k5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/CDyqFxqrrus/s1600/IMG_1597.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TP1HX3C1k5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/CDyqFxqrrus/s320/IMG_1597.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On Thanksgiving Day Matt's family came over for our annual turkey day lunch!&amp;nbsp; This is one of my favorite things of the year!&amp;nbsp; We keep things simple and sweet for the most part!&amp;nbsp; Once again, not a whole lot of pictures were taken (I keep telling myself I will do better) but the picture below of Davis &amp;amp; Noah reading with their great-grandma are priceless!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPr6NGownPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/SGuLLMh009g/s1600/IMG_1883.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPr6NGownPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/SGuLLMh009g/s400/IMG_1883.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPr6b00YfAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/9rrvbfnCjsE/s1600/IMG_1884.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPr6b00YfAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/9rrvbfnCjsE/s400/IMG_1884.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Turkey was pretty good MG!&amp;nbsp; Sure do wish we had remembered to get the cranberry salad out of the fridge to go with it!&amp;nbsp; Yum-Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPr6qdgDiwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Mn9zZTC7ABc/s1600/IMG_1888.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPr6qdgDiwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Mn9zZTC7ABc/s400/IMG_1888.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The boys &amp;amp; their cousin ran around, jumped in the bounce house, and had a good time I think.&amp;nbsp; I love seeing those three together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening we wobbled over to my grandmother's house and enjoyed&amp;nbsp;our very large family.&amp;nbsp; Davis&amp;nbsp;belted out the sweetest&amp;nbsp;version of the blessing to date and&amp;nbsp; Noah had no problem eating two large meals in one day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It was a sweet time of&amp;nbsp;giving thanks to God for&amp;nbsp;such wonderful family, young and old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-1246086392414236341?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1246086392414236341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=1246086392414236341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/1246086392414236341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/1246086392414236341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/12/thanksgiving-2010.html' title='Thanksgiving 2010...'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPr4IlzBC0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/f1gcyh-NLgM/s72-c/Thanksgiving+table.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-3453396006687916159</id><published>2010-12-04T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T18:24:51.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Davis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You might be all boy these days....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPrzG5k2EVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mZU6bsXrEK8/s1600/Davis+being+serious.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPrzG5k2EVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mZU6bsXrEK8/s400/Davis+being+serious.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPrzektzGPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/vPoXVslg84U/s1600/Davis+on+4-wheeler+leaning+back.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPrzektzGPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/vPoXVslg84U/s400/Davis+on+4-wheeler+leaning+back.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPrzP5D84lI/AAAAAAAAAHE/b4_UwXWblC0/s1600/Davis+by+tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPrzP5D84lI/AAAAAAAAAHE/b4_UwXWblC0/s400/Davis+by+tree.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPrzXLz-HtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Rn9K82ZkWTA/s1600/Davis+excited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPrzXLz-HtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Rn9K82ZkWTA/s400/Davis+excited.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But I will always love you to "Infinity and Beyond!"&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/6126850405753192401-3453396006687916159?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3453396006687916159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=3453396006687916159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/3453396006687916159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/3453396006687916159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/12/davis-you-might-be-all-boy-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03964105721420550500</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TPrzG5k2EVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mZU6bsXrEK8/s72-c/Davis+being+serious.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-7684884977944981421</id><published>2010-11-27T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T13:57:34.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Aboard- Noah's 1st Birthday Gift....</title><content type='html'>A custom in our little family is for Matt to make each child a custom designed, hand built heirloom during their first year of life.&amp;nbsp; For Davis, my talented husband built an adorable rocking-boat.&amp;nbsp; For Noah, it was&amp;nbsp;a train (seeing how he has adopted his brother's affection for all things that go choo-choo)!&amp;nbsp; Both boys are enjoying the new addition immensely and I'm super proud of my talented husband.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The pictures never do his work justice.&amp;nbsp; Thank you MG once again for blessing us with your beautiful work and for letting me be a mother to your cute sons!&amp;nbsp; Happy Birthday Noah!&amp;nbsp; I hope whenever you look at your train you know how much you are loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TOtUGYUaR2I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SoVdsTz3OSw/s1600/IMG_1698.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TOtUGYUaR2I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SoVdsTz3OSw/s400/IMG_1698.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TOtVwgxZH7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/JXSusF8W8wI/s1600/IMG_1833.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TOtVwgxZH7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/JXSusF8W8wI/s400/IMG_1833.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-7684884977944981421?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7684884977944981421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=7684884977944981421&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7684884977944981421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7684884977944981421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/11/all-aboard-noahs-1st-birthday-gift.html' title='All Aboard- Noah&apos;s 1st Birthday Gift....'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9fU8HMLkmGE/TOtUGYUaR2I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SoVdsTz3OSw/s72-c/IMG_1698.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-1098826592659896523</id><published>2010-11-16T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T19:26:38.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah &amp; Matt's Milestone Birthday Bash...</title><content type='html'>A few weekends ago we had a birthday party for Matt's 30th &amp;amp; Noah's 1st birthday!  Isn't that a fun combination?  Matt's work schedule had been beyond hectic due to a big project "going live" that week but he managed to take a day off so we could celebrate our sweet little boy's birthday and his 30 years of life!  Now, I must tell you I wasn't behind the camera that day.  I was too busy being the hostess.  With that said, Matt got some great pictures of some really cute kids but absolutely zero pictures of the small details that were put into the party (like the cupcake picks I spent some time one, flower arrangements, baby pictures displayed, etc...).  So with that said, please try to imagine a little bit of decor cuteness!  We had a variety of soups for people to choose from (thanks Gigi &amp;amp; G-mama for helping), pinwheel roll ups, yummy apple dip, and few other things.  In our front yard we put up a small bounce house (that Matt surprised me &amp;amp; the boys with a few days prior to the party- talk about a fun surprise)&amp;amp; a just a few other toys!  It was a fun casual party with WONDERFUL friends &amp;amp; BEAUTIFUL weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOXlFQo0HcI/AAAAAAAACKk/a2cu-M6hb4s/s1600/birthday%2Binvite%2B5x7%2Bcopy-%2Bblurred.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOXlFQo0HcI/AAAAAAAACKk/a2cu-M6hb4s/s400/birthday%2Binvite%2B5x7%2Bcopy-%2Bblurred.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541086795077524930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOXkZrOijWI/AAAAAAAACKc/t7GuwV3Wc-A/s1600/IMG_1158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOXkZrOijWI/AAAAAAAACKc/t7GuwV3Wc-A/s400/IMG_1158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541086046300835170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello Peaches &amp;amp; Kruz!  Kruz pulls off a Mohawk like no one else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLW96NUl5I/AAAAAAAACKM/1Lg0SYwRcCA/s1600/IMG_1115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540226850704627602" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLW96NUl5I/AAAAAAAACKM/1Lg0SYwRcCA/s400/IMG_1115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kruz's sister Gabriella!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLW9k0OgCI/AAAAAAAACKE/LUsiHnvjg-Y/s1600/IMG_1131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540226844962226210" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLW9k0OgCI/AAAAAAAACKE/LUsiHnvjg-Y/s400/IMG_1131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Lauren being so very cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLW827YQlI/AAAAAAAACJ8/IZXD-iA0lOc/s1600/IMG_1135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540226832644194898" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLW827YQlI/AAAAAAAACJ8/IZXD-iA0lOc/s400/IMG_1135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuner &amp;amp; Davis cruising around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLW8ZvZRoI/AAAAAAAACJ0/o85MLNXV00Y/s1600/IMG_1138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540226824809301634" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLW8ZvZRoI/AAAAAAAACJ0/o85MLNXV00Y/s400/IMG_1138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute little brothers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLW79k0O1I/AAAAAAAACJs/YLSb3_jtaWc/s1600/IMG_1154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540226817248738130" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLW79k0O1I/AAAAAAAACJs/YLSb3_jtaWc/s400/IMG_1154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday Noah Gorman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLRb-JOI2I/AAAAAAAACJk/nEEZRJyCaDk/s1600/IMG_1160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540220770087478114" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLRb-JOI2I/AAAAAAAACJk/nEEZRJyCaDk/s400/IMG_1160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at all these sweet girls loaded up in Thomas the Train!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLRbdPJa5I/AAAAAAAACJc/JH0H6ofl9j4/s1600/IMG_1166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540220761253964690" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLRbdPJa5I/AAAAAAAACJc/JH0H6ofl9j4/s400/IMG_1166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Noah with his G-Mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLRazAMt7I/AAAAAAAACJU/NfFYNuz-l7M/s1600/IMG_1178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540220749916977074" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLRazAMt7I/AAAAAAAACJU/NfFYNuz-l7M/s400/IMG_1178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Noah &amp;amp; Mommy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLRaMyU_AI/AAAAAAAACJM/Sj56UU8C6pc/s1600/IMG_1196%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540220739658251266" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLRaMyU_AI/AAAAAAAACJM/Sj56UU8C6pc/s400/IMG_1196%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Davis running around after hitting a baseball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLRZm8zYyI/AAAAAAAACJE/7OV2midG0Mo/s1600/IMG_1201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540220729501639458" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOLRZm8zYyI/AAAAAAAACJE/7OV2midG0Mo/s400/IMG_1201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks to all who came and shared in the fun of Matt turning 3o and Noah turning 1!&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/6126850405753192401-1098826592659896523?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1098826592659896523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=1098826592659896523&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/1098826592659896523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/1098826592659896523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/11/noah-matts-milestone-birthday-bash.html' title='Noah &amp; Matt&apos;s Milestone Birthday Bash...'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOXlFQo0HcI/AAAAAAAACKk/a2cu-M6hb4s/s72-c/birthday%2Binvite%2B5x7%2Bcopy-%2Bblurred.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-5686321322796817023</id><published>2010-11-15T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T20:17:48.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah's First Birthday Cupcake...</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Noah's 1st birthday a few weekends ago. There will be more pictures to come but can I just say that his first year of life flew by just as fast as he ate his birthday cupcake (which was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fast&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture before the actual inhaling! I think he was reserving his energy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right" href="http://goo.gl/photos/Hvu8ujaN9C" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOH6HDh6WBI/AAAAAAAACI4/7YpvFKvzOcY/s512/IMG_1208%20copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually he had some fluid on his ears, not infected- thank goodness, but I sitll think they were kind of bothering the birthday boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right" href="http://goo.gl/photos/3kAmdf0ioS" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOH5BBRbzQI/AAAAAAAACIw/d6LDwTa4x7U/s512/IMG_1215%20copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First bite....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right" href="http://goo.gl/photos/sScXmVHTgk" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOCxu_il9CI/AAAAAAAACGs/QoaxuV2LZBM/s512/IMG_1220%20copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right" href="http://goo.gl/photos/GsukWdF3Pw" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOHgCNfXU3I/AAAAAAAACIg/c_xE7aWJfVw/s512/IMG_1221%20copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbing some more of that frosting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right" href="http://goo.gl/photos/jIQiX7LwF6" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TODCsvqX2qI/AAAAAAAACHU/0MA3lXQsiGc/s512/IMG_1224%20copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to get in trouble for this right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right" href="http://goo.gl/photos/PWimVibnhK" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOCxu9kNPnI/AAAAAAAACGk/dRYBBGmgGo8/s512/IMG_1227%20copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you see it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right" href="http://goo.gl/photos/8HYveCm0Bm" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOCxud-D2VI/AAAAAAAACGc/sLGZt1y5WP0/s512/IMG_1229%20copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you don't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right" href="http://goo.gl/photos/Gxtt139yZt" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOCxuFWoG3I/AAAAAAAACIs/zu8VngAEu30/s512/IMG_1233%20copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These cupcakes were a gift from Cynthia over at Ruffles and Truffles! If you haven't tried her stuff- it is fabulous! I've never had anything from her I didn't like! You can find her at &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/pages/Ruffles-and-Truffles/111428662256064"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/pages/Ruffles-and-Truffles/111428662256064&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks Cynthia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-5686321322796817023?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5686321322796817023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=5686321322796817023&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/5686321322796817023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/5686321322796817023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/11/cupcake.html' title='Noah&apos;s First Birthday Cupcake...'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TOH6HDh6WBI/AAAAAAAACI4/7YpvFKvzOcY/s72-c/IMG_1208%20copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-7390358671116967532</id><published>2010-11-03T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T20:26:32.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2010- The Year of the Shark &amp; Dinosaur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Trick or Treat!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNIXdSLPT1I/AAAAAAAACGM/SJDz4xmikgo/s1600/IMG_1558.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535512683854384978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNIXdSLPT1I/AAAAAAAACGM/SJDz4xmikgo/s400/IMG_1558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trick or Treating with some of our friends!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNIXdL1uvUI/AAAAAAAACGE/n_3VhTRdB80/s1600/IMG_1575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535512682153557314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNIXdL1uvUI/AAAAAAAACGE/n_3VhTRdB80/s400/IMG_1575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cutest shark this mommy has ever seen! Davis was a little hesitant with other kids dressed up but quickly overcame his reservations. By the second house he was loving Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNIXciAd0AI/AAAAAAAACF8/Pq6Z0YWJ7Hk/s1600/IMG_1592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535512670924296194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNIXciAd0AI/AAAAAAAACF8/Pq6Z0YWJ7Hk/s400/IMG_1592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNIXcbqmz2I/AAAAAAAACF0/nF6HYwuM8ok/s1600/IMG_1597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535512669221998434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNIXcbqmz2I/AAAAAAAACF0/nF6HYwuM8ok/s400/IMG_1597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More Treats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNIXcNzCYmI/AAAAAAAACFs/QfrAFZGCl2s/s1600/IMG_1605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535512665499263586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNIXcNzCYmI/AAAAAAAACFs/QfrAFZGCl2s/s400/IMG_1605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNINNxZ9bUI/AAAAAAAACFk/2M97BuipOSo/s1600/IMG_1607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535501422243441986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNINNxZ9bUI/AAAAAAAACFk/2M97BuipOSo/s400/IMG_1607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids were ADORABLE &amp;amp; so good all night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNINNq1MKvI/AAAAAAAACFc/p1ZgPMM2wxw/s1600/IMG_1610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535501420478606066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNINNq1MKvI/AAAAAAAACFc/p1ZgPMM2wxw/s400/IMG_1610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNINNZpK76I/AAAAAAAACFU/Dmsoakq-aCQ/s1600/IMG_1626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535501415864790946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNINNZpK76I/AAAAAAAACFU/Dmsoakq-aCQ/s400/IMG_1626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Davis kept referring to the duo below as Elmo &amp;amp; Noah (not Kruz &amp;amp; Noah)! It cracked us up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNINNKOEddI/AAAAAAAACFM/e3d3pqb6Fec/s1600/IMG_1637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535501411724588498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNINNKOEddI/AAAAAAAACFM/e3d3pqb6Fec/s400/IMG_1637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ever heard of a flying shark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNINMpMbYtI/AAAAAAAACFE/Qw16yyyRwBc/s1600/IMG_1646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535501402859332306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNINMpMbYtI/AAAAAAAACFE/Qw16yyyRwBc/s400/IMG_1646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Noah was exhausted! And kept leaning over to rest! I think he may have even dosed off! Isn't Gabriella cute in the background? She loved her some Noah on Halloween night! So sweet!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNDoyRe7vKI/AAAAAAAACE8/MpMjWUMkYgs/s1600/IMG_1652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535179892422589602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNDoyRe7vKI/AAAAAAAACE8/MpMjWUMkYgs/s400/IMG_1652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Snuggles @ the end of the night from my favorite Dinosaur and Shark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNDoyMQg46I/AAAAAAAACE0/704alNyXVqg/s1600/IMG_1658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535179891019932578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNDoyMQg46I/AAAAAAAACE0/704alNyXVqg/s400/IMG_1658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNDox07c7aI/AAAAAAAACEs/9VBHKU7KlZA/s1600/IMG_1664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535179884757577122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNDox07c7aI/AAAAAAAACEs/9VBHKU7KlZA/s400/IMG_1664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Groups shots at the end of the night! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNDoxmAnnXI/AAAAAAAACEk/tB059rNt7Sw/s1600/IMG_1670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535179880752717170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNDoxmAnnXI/AAAAAAAACEk/tB059rNt7Sw/s400/IMG_1670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kruz/Elmo- 9 months, Gabriella/Abby Cadabbie 2.5 years, Noah/Dinosaur- 1 year, Davis/Shark- 3 years Peaches &amp;amp; I- who the heck cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNDoxPVb27I/AAAAAAAACEc/WCZZg-He0AY/s1600/IMG_1679.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535179874666011570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNDoxPVb27I/AAAAAAAACEc/WCZZg-He0AY/s400/IMG_1679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peaches, Rosie, &amp;amp; I have have made some wonderful memories over the past 16+ years- but this Halloween with our husbands and kiddos is one of my all-time favorites!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-7390358671116967532?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7390358671116967532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=7390358671116967532&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7390358671116967532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7390358671116967532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-2010-year-of-shark-dinosaur.html' title='Halloween 2010- The Year of the Shark &amp; Dinosaur'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TNIXdSLPT1I/AAAAAAAACGM/SJDz4xmikgo/s72-c/IMG_1558.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-1566609382338846078</id><published>2010-11-01T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T18:48:30.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eve of Halloween....</title><content type='html'>The night before halloween my parents decided to have have an impromptu cook out to watch the GA game and take advantage of their beautiful backyard patio.  I felt it only appropriate to bust out the halloween costumes as a rehearsal of sorts.  Here is Davis debut as a Shark (outfit selected purely by himself.   The costume was purchased a few weeks before and i kept the receipt because I wouldn't have been surprised if he didn't want to wear it come the actual day but I couldn't have been more wrong.  He loved it &amp;amp; seemed very proud of himself)!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-HQNgNPsI/AAAAAAAACEU/moF8gNGq6vI/s1600/IMG_1483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534791179634032322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-HQNgNPsI/AAAAAAAACEU/moF8gNGq6vI/s400/IMG_1483.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Jennifer greeted us at the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-HPnnk_JI/AAAAAAAACEM/BMFo6EgRr5Q/s1600/IMG_1490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534791169464401042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-HPnnk_JI/AAAAAAAACEM/BMFo6EgRr5Q/s400/IMG_1490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Davis waiting patiently and knocking at the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-HPTX8VxI/AAAAAAAACEE/AXjfL1_Lq6o/s1600/IMG_1491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534791164030113554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-HPTX8VxI/AAAAAAAACEE/AXjfL1_Lq6o/s400/IMG_1491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Noah the Dinosaur joining in on the action!  Isn't his tail cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-HOyFUDaI/AAAAAAAACD8/wV_go_OJ09I/s1600/IMG_1496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534791155093605794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-HOyFUDaI/AAAAAAAACD8/wV_go_OJ09I/s400/IMG_1496.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family pictures, that I can't believe I"m posting but trying to put all pride aside for the sake of family mementos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-CoSoC0jI/AAAAAAAACD0/yHNWvMd1WuI/s1600/IMG_1509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534786095767802418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-CoSoC0jI/AAAAAAAACD0/yHNWvMd1WuI/s400/IMG_1509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy &amp;amp; Daivs saying "Chomp".  Daddy &amp;amp; Noah unamused!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-Cn8XD9QI/AAAAAAAACDs/5GMgxM8yVog/s1600/IMG_1515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534786089790993666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-Cn8XD9QI/AAAAAAAACDs/5GMgxM8yVog/s400/IMG_1515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Davis loves makeing faces these days.  Happy faces, mad faces, silly faces, and of course sad faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-CnQ3VuaI/AAAAAAAACDk/e-y1Yezy6yo/s1600/IMG_1516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534786078115215778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-CnQ3VuaI/AAAAAAAACDk/e-y1Yezy6yo/s400/IMG_1516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Jimmy collects shark's teeth (lots and lots of sharks teeth)!  Here Davis is giving him one of his teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-CmxQGgvI/AAAAAAAACDc/wgK6qMIxchQ/s1600/IMG_1521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534786069629141746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-CmxQGgvI/AAAAAAAACDc/wgK6qMIxchQ/s400/IMG_1521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Later in the evening we decided to carve our pumpkin.  We thought Davis would help more but really he was more of the commentator and smores make than anything else!  Thanks MG for carving a great pumpkin!  Maybe next year you will have more help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-CmnY3_VI/AAAAAAAACDU/7WtaAOTr5iI/s1600/IMG_1523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534786066981584210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-CmnY3_VI/AAAAAAAACDU/7WtaAOTr5iI/s400/IMG_1523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM9r584YMpI/AAAAAAAACDM/zuPCMbFIhLQ/s1600/IMG_1527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534761110400938642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM9r584YMpI/AAAAAAAACDM/zuPCMbFIhLQ/s400/IMG_1527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM9r5TlSkCI/AAAAAAAACDE/IrDLv1olJKA/s1600/IMG_1541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534761099315023906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM9r5TlSkCI/AAAAAAAACDE/IrDLv1olJKA/s400/IMG_1541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not sure who is rounder- the pumpkin or Noah!  And yes, look at all that drool.  We go through several shirts a day despite bibs being used.  We are just at that stage!  Ready for all those teeth to come in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM9r5EtDzMI/AAAAAAAACC8/WtUe2iK34Ac/s1600/IMG_1545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534761095321078978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM9r5EtDzMI/AAAAAAAACC8/WtUe2iK34Ac/s400/IMG_1545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM9r41MGxcI/AAAAAAAACC0/cLs_-vKUKS0/s1600/IMG_1547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534761091156329922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM9r41MGxcI/AAAAAAAACC0/cLs_-vKUKS0/s400/IMG_1547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet little pumpkin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM9r4VDln1I/AAAAAAAACCs/C4FjIwoIRFk/s1600/IMG_1548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534761082530668370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM9r4VDln1I/AAAAAAAACCs/C4FjIwoIRFk/s400/IMG_1548.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&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/6126850405753192401-1566609382338846078?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1566609382338846078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=1566609382338846078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/1566609382338846078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/1566609382338846078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/11/eve-of-halloween.html' title='The Eve of Halloween....'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TM-HQNgNPsI/AAAAAAAACEU/moF8gNGq6vI/s72-c/IMG_1483.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-636126553749650602</id><published>2010-10-28T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T16:45:00.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little off the top...</title><content type='html'>I’m really not sure why I still take pictures of the boys’ getting haircuts but I tend to always take a few either with my big camera or cell phone. They just tend to get the best expressions on their faces and I get tickled. Plus, I think I’m drawn to the brightness of the place and how it turns out in pictures! So without further “a do”… the haircuts. (get it- hair do? I know, I know, that humor is what keeps you coming back from more! Ok, I’m sorry- I won’t do that anymore- Please forgive me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TMjkXKu1BGI/AAAAAAAACCk/74coRP7V30E/s1600/IMG_1057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532923228893545570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TMjkXKu1BGI/AAAAAAAACCk/74coRP7V30E/s400/IMG_1057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Davis' expression never changed the whole time he was in the &lt;s&gt;chair&lt;/s&gt;... airplane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TMjkW4plMmI/AAAAAAAACCc/Hlvsbk7HiCo/s1600/IMG_1059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532923224039699042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TMjkW4plMmI/AAAAAAAACCc/Hlvsbk7HiCo/s400/IMG_1059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TMjkWv5IOxI/AAAAAAAACCU/lSQhYASxS6M/s1600/IMG_1061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532923221688990482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TMjkWv5IOxI/AAAAAAAACCU/lSQhYASxS6M/s400/IMG_1061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TMjkWZ7LrzI/AAAAAAAACCM/fDTGpYSWP8g/s1600/IMG_1063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532923215792025394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TMjkWZ7LrzI/AAAAAAAACCM/fDTGpYSWP8g/s400/IMG_1063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6126850405753192401-636126553749650602?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/636126553749650602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=636126553749650602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/636126553749650602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/636126553749650602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-off-top.html' title='A little off the top...'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TMjkXKu1BGI/AAAAAAAACCk/74coRP7V30E/s72-c/IMG_1057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-3564141183850036795</id><published>2010-10-27T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T18:46:17.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch 2010...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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Today you have blessed us, face to face, for one full year. Who can forget the excitement and anticipation we had as this day approached last year? Our family of three was so eager to become a family of four! The weeks leading up to your birth I just had to remind myself to take it all in and ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in. Breathe out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your daddy had (finally) picked the special name Noah for you a couple of weeks before you were born. The story of Noah’s ark in the bible is one of the first bible stories children hear about. We become so use to hearing about Noah that I think sometimes we fail to absorb the magnitude of this man. No, he wasn’t perfect but Genesis 6:9 tell us “he was a righteous man…”. In a time &amp;amp; place that was plagued with corruption, “Noah found favor in the eyes of the Lord. (vs. 8)”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in. Breathe out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every parent waits for that moment. That moment where they get to hear their child’s cry for the first time. A simple cry is a sign of good things. I remember lying their on the operating room table, the doctor telling me you were out of my tummy. With your brother they let me look at him immediately. You were taken across the room with people talking in low hushed voices. I didn’t hear much of a cry, I tried to be patient as I looked into your Daddy’s eyes and told him to go take a look at you. I could tell it was love at first sight. But there was some concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breateh in. Breathe out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be able to bask in the eyes of the Lord and find favor…. What a testimony. What a life. What a calling God had for Noah. I once read that before the flood, rain had never even fallen from the sky. Hebrews 11:7 states ““By faith Noah, when warned about things not yet seen, in holy fear built an ark to save his family. “ I must confess, I’m not sure if the word “things” in the above sentence is a reference to rain itself, or a flood. However, paired with Genesis 2:6 which states “streams came up from the earth &amp;amp; watered the whole surface of the ground” I’m inclined to believe that perhaps rain was indeed a new concept to the people of Noah’s time, especially a flood! Despite the unseen, this man put his head down, followed God’s command and built an ark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in. Breathe out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told every breath was a struggle for you. That you sucked your chest in so tightly each time you breathed. You would need to go to NICU.&lt;br /&gt;I was given copies of your foot print to hold onto. Your feet were so big. We had been expecting a little peanut seeing how you were 2 weeks early. Instead you were 8lbs 5 ozs of love- Our big baby boy. Perhaps we should have named you Goliath, instead of Noah! Your size seemed to provide some comfort to me. Surely you could stand your ground. I got to take a glimpse of you before they whisked you &amp;amp; Daddy away to the NICU. You were already wrapped up like a little buritto &amp;amp; I only got to see you for a second so I couldn’t really tell you were struggling as much as they said you were. But as I saw you being escorted out of the room with handfuls of people, fear struck me. I tried to pray, but all I could seem to manage repeated in my head “Be near, oh god, please be near”. I felt God telling me to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in. Breathe out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530731522060566514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TMEbBCh5v_I/AAAAAAAACA0/87NkWIyNIh8/s400/DSC01829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530731512883957522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TMEbAgWBzxI/AAAAAAAACAs/YGqQi0M04RI/s400/IMG_2306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I prayed He was telling you the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 40 days &amp;amp; 40 nights it rained &amp;amp; flooded the earth. Two of every animal was on that boat. Not to mention all of Noah’s sons and their families. I’m not quite sure what it was like but tight quarters with lots of family + plus the digestion process of all the animals, I’m sure there were moments where Noah just had to take it one breath at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in. Breathe out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s one full year after you birth. You made it big boy. There was never really any doubt you wouldn’t pull through but you can never take a moment forgranted. Your daddy and I have especially been reminded of that this week as we mourn with dear friends over the tragic loss of a loved one. We are reminded to hold onto each other just a little bit tighter. Each day is a gift. We are so glad you are a fighter. Those lungs which once were a concern are healthy and clear now, &amp;amp; you constantly remind me of that daily. You are in good health. You are rambunctious and and all boy! You are extremely happy but you are also passionate. If you don’t get what you want you’re not afraid to speak up for it! And I’m thankful for that. Yes, as parents I imagine your Daddy and I will have to help you fine tune it (ok, likely reign you in some) but what we couldn’t imagine a more perfect fit for our family. One thing is for sure, your passion is one of the things I love most about you (that &amp;amp; your sweet grin, and adorable laugh, and your countless arm rolls…. Oh the list could go on and on)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah had a passion for God. More importantly God had a passion for Noah . Even though God knew sin still existed after the flood He still made a covenant. The covenant to never destroy the earth by flood again. He knew we still needed rescuing and he also knew the ultimate sacrifice it would take, his own son. Jesus Christ. Talk about some passion. The cross is covered in passion &amp;amp; grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in. Breathe out. “God forgive them, they know what they’ve done.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah, I pray that you grow into your name. That you find favor with God. That your passion is fueled by the desire to glorify God in all that you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you know how much you enrich our lives. That you face and hands, eyes, &amp;amp; mouth bring delight to our home daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly I pray “…that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 3 :14-19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in &amp;amp; Breathe out Noah. It’s your first birthday sweet boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn’t be more blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TMEbABOP_QI/AAAAAAAACAk/lOGbCpgqs1o/s1600/IMG_2309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530731504529833218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TMEbABOP_QI/AAAAAAAACAk/lOGbCpgqs1o/s400/IMG_2309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TMEbAFvtxFI/AAAAAAAACAc/DSHOewIQRxU/s1600/IMG_7682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530731505743938642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TMEbAFvtxFI/AAAAAAAACAc/DSHOewIQRxU/s400/IMG_7682.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TMEZLjACRWI/AAAAAAAACAU/_Y11fnKbORE/s1600/IMG_7687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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had a wonderful weekend! One of the highlights of the weekend was an apple orchard we ventured out to not far from the "cavin." We really didn't know how well this would go because (a) we'd never been to it before (b) Davis doesn't really like the unexpected or crowded places &amp;amp; (c) he isn't a fan of animals, espeically petting zoos. So it was a huge surprise and feeling of acomplishment when we were able to call the day a great success! Davis enjoyed picking apples, riding the tractor, and didn't freak out at the petting zoo (a HUGE advancement)! And if you ask about the petting zoo Davis will likely tell you the story about the goat who tried to eat his shirt- and that my friends is a true story. Not nearly the big event Davis remembers but still sweet to hear him recant! Noah seemed to enjoy the day as well- though he would have loved to have sinked his few teeth into an apple if we had let him. :) All in all, it was a great experience (minus my camera battery dying about 5 mintues into the trip due to my irresponsiblity. Thankfully Matt had his cellphone but still the quality is never the same). Regardless we may have adopted a new family fall tradition! Next year I promise my camera battery will be charged though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TL5E5MWXgbI/AAAAAAAAB_E/BlXENpdB7a0/s1600/IMG_0884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529933141815820722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TL5E5MWXgbI/AAAAAAAAB_E/BlXENpdB7a0/s400/IMG_0884.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TL5CmX3LBfI/AAAAAAAAB-0/GPzy9-gRFRc/s1600/noah+%26+the+apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529930619465434610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TL5CmX3LBfI/AAAAAAAAB-0/GPzy9-gRFRc/s400/noah+%26+the+apple.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TL5CmHAopkI/AAAAAAAAB-s/u1TOn0aGcOI/s1600/IMG00024-20100925-1011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529930614941722178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TL5CmHAopkI/AAAAAAAAB-s/u1TOn0aGcOI/s400/IMG00024-20100925-1011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TL5ClEWDfzI/AAAAAAAAB-k/7ayUl2DKeW8/s1600/IMG00025-20100925-1011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529930597046386482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TL5ClEWDfzI/AAAAAAAAB-k/7ayUl2DKeW8/s400/IMG00025-20100925-1011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TL5Ck7T2wXI/AAAAAAAAB-c/TKb0M6R5OT4/s1600/IMG00034-20100925-1057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529930594621243762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TL5Ck7T2wXI/AAAAAAAAB-c/TKb0M6R5OT4/s400/IMG00034-20100925-1057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TL5CkdLSAeI/AAAAAAAAB-U/53k_zwCSrpQ/s1600/IMG00037-20100925-1100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529930586532217314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TL5CkdLSAeI/AAAAAAAAB-U/53k_zwCSrpQ/s400/IMG00037-20100925-1100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(shirt eating goat pictured above)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6126850405753192401-5849883859104798711?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5849883859104798711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=5849883859104798711&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/5849883859104798711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/5849883859104798711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/10/apple-day.html' title='An Apple A Day...'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TL5E5MWXgbI/AAAAAAAAB_E/BlXENpdB7a0/s72-c/IMG_0884.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-2903643263870125822</id><published>2010-10-11T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T08:07:42.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Call...</title><content type='html'>Documentation of Noah's last bottle! He had lost almost all interest in bottles so once the can of formula ran out- we were done! Sippy cups only from here on out.  Makes me sad, makes our budget happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLPGg7e_3bI/AAAAAAAAB9M/x3TIv67g_wk/s1600/IMG_0897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526979436739550642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLPGg7e_3bI/AAAAAAAAB9M/x3TIv67g_wk/s400/IMG_0897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe he will be one by the end of this upcoming week!!!!&lt;br /&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/tracker/6126850405753192401-2903643263870125822?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/2903643263870125822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=2903643263870125822&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/2903643263870125822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/2903643263870125822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-call.html' title='Last Call...'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLPGg7e_3bI/AAAAAAAAB9M/x3TIv67g_wk/s72-c/IMG_0897.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-7841090288348558541</id><published>2010-10-11T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T19:21:00.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mtn. Day 2010...</title><content type='html'>We recently traveled back to our college alma mater for homecoming or "Mountain Day" as it is most commonly called!  We don't go every year but we do enjoy going back and visiting our roots.  We usually spread out a blanket, break out the food, and enjoy good friends.  This year was no exception- we just added Noah to the mix (which can only makes things better)!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLPCqCz8AiI/AAAAAAAAB9E/gXemDWIVKxQ/s1600/IMG_0898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526975195278737954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLPCqCz8AiI/AAAAAAAAB9E/gXemDWIVKxQ/s400/IMG_0898.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little brotherly love as they break out the trains....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLPCpqBSSiI/AAAAAAAAB88/WPvqvYZ7VJA/s1600/IMG_0899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526975188623837730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLPCpqBSSiI/AAAAAAAAB88/WPvqvYZ7VJA/s400/IMG_0899.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Noah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLPCpVhzhjI/AAAAAAAAB80/FcII9c9aHkQ/s1600/IMG_0902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526975183123088946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLPCpVhzhjI/AAAAAAAAB80/FcII9c9aHkQ/s400/IMG_0902.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Davis &amp;amp; Daddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLPCpFQ8jWI/AAAAAAAAB8s/quLnBpDJP1g/s1600/IMG_0904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526975178757410146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLPCpFQ8jWI/AAAAAAAAB8s/quLnBpDJP1g/s400/IMG_0904.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; my boyz... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLNAX32yUZI/AAAAAAAAB8k/iJ7SoiE-rMk/s1600/IMG_0914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526831946588639634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLNAX32yUZI/AAAAAAAAB8k/iJ7SoiE-rMk/s400/IMG_0914.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing with Anna.  They got so tickled playing in our jog stroller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLNAXDq5mgI/AAAAAAAAB8c/MA8HbOYwbvM/s1600/IMG_0920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526831932580141570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLNAXDq5mgI/AAAAAAAAB8c/MA8HbOYwbvM/s400/IMG_0920.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLNAW8tHI5I/AAAAAAAAB8U/2yl8ZINqAqI/s1600/IMG_0921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526831930710369170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLNAW8tHI5I/AAAAAAAAB8U/2yl8ZINqAqI/s400/IMG_0921.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Playing at a playgroud before we left campus.  I must confess, I never even knew this playground existed on campus but Davis spotted it from a mile away :)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLNAWBnGjgI/AAAAAAAAB8M/orCpP_mvhxs/s1600/IMG_0925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526831914847473154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLNAWBnGjgI/AAAAAAAAB8M/orCpP_mvhxs/s400/IMG_0925.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Noah being patient as the bigger kids played.  There wasn't a swing set so he just had to chill in the stroller.  He didn't seem to mind!  Won't be long before he joins in all the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLNAV1STWBI/AAAAAAAAB8E/MQNUZu4obrk/s1600/IMG_0929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526831911539005458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLNAV1STWBI/AAAAAAAAB8E/MQNUZu4obrk/s400/IMG_0929.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not quite sure who is having more fun here... Matt &amp;amp; Jeremy or the kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLMzf4l1W7I/AAAAAAAAB78/lmiuwJTDoOk/s1600/IMG_0943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526817790573763506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLMzf4l1W7I/AAAAAAAAB78/lmiuwJTDoOk/s400/IMG_0943.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLMzfnjLv4I/AAAAAAAAB70/-r61X8YvCYE/s1600/IMG_0937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526817785999245186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLMzfnjLv4I/AAAAAAAAB70/-r61X8YvCYE/s400/IMG_0937.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLMzfdbyzKI/AAAAAAAAB7s/zv-qtZ78eaI/s1600/IMG_0944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526817783283895458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLMzfdbyzKI/AAAAAAAAB7s/zv-qtZ78eaI/s400/IMG_0944.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doing the rodeo pose waving one arm in the air!  That was a fairly bold move for this little guy.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLMze32_fgI/AAAAAAAAB7k/alcpVTCeU94/s1600/IMG_0946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526817773197426178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLMze32_fgI/AAAAAAAAB7k/alcpVTCeU94/s400/IMG_0946.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-7841090288348558541?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7841090288348558541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=7841090288348558541&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7841090288348558541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7841090288348558541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/10/mtn-day-2010.html' title='Mtn. Day 2010...'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TLPCqCz8AiI/AAAAAAAAB9E/gXemDWIVKxQ/s72-c/IMG_0898.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-5965399846569720359</id><published>2010-10-01T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T13:36:15.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fun Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A few shots of Davis from our last beach trip!  The pictures themselves aren't great quality (my camera kept fogging up) but the little boys himself is adorable!  Have a great weekend everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TKZBMeee96I/AAAAAAAAB7M/XAe2mSmVpYE/s1600/IMG_0801+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523173675611649954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TKZBMeee96I/AAAAAAAAB7M/XAe2mSmVpYE/s400/IMG_0801+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TKZBL0gxl0I/AAAAAAAAB7E/nJC7DzXnGTo/s1600/IMG_0805+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523173664346969922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TKZBL0gxl0I/AAAAAAAAB7E/nJC7DzXnGTo/s400/IMG_0805+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TKZALwE_nbI/AAAAAAAAB68/uy0TdUdb91M/s1600/IMG_0809+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523172563645078962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TKZALwE_nbI/AAAAAAAAB68/uy0TdUdb91M/s400/IMG_0809+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TKZALg3PlRI/AAAAAAAAB60/1-S_kEM0WOE/s1600/IMG_0826+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523172559560873234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TKZALg3PlRI/AAAAAAAAB60/1-S_kEM0WOE/s400/IMG_0826+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TKZALV4KdiI/AAAAAAAAB6s/OWjuJvUOTsc/s1600/IMG_0829+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523172556611941922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TKZALV4KdiI/AAAAAAAAB6s/OWjuJvUOTsc/s400/IMG_0829+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TKZALO9MozI/AAAAAAAAB6k/-ZhHK_BOjLE/s1600/IMG_0831+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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T-Bone Steaks....</title><content type='html'>The house we stayed at when we went to the beach had not juse one... but two golf carts we could use to ride around the plantation! Davis thought this was sooo cool. He loved picking out which color golf cart he wanted to ride in (red or green) and would often comment "Feel the fresh air!" Davis couldn't wait to show Daddy the new wheels when he joined us mid week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too enjoyed the golf carts until Matt &amp;amp; I were almost eaten by a big scary dog who chased after us while we were riding around one day. I learned that golf carts don't have nearly as much "pick up and go" as I would have imagined. Never a dull moment I tell you! I was so thankful the kids weren't with us! Noah might have been mistaken for a t-bone steak &amp;amp; I have a feeling Davis would've hated dogs forever (which would have been problematic seeing how we have two dogs of our own)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I digress... here are a few pictures of the good times on the golf cart the last night of our trip! My boys are the cutest, and I like the dog, could just eat them up!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520292141353499522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TJwEdG3Be4I/AAAAAAAAB5M/1WgUY9C6zwo/s400/IMG_0765.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520292162905464450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TJwEeXJaXoI/AAAAAAAAB5c/gCqrUjdeE50/s400/IMG_0767.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520292151616982850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TJwEdtGBz0I/AAAAAAAAB5U/UMZQ_534QQ8/s400/IMG_0766.jpg" /&gt;And this little guy is just to cute not to get a closer look at! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520326372537152258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TJwjln9MMwI/AAAAAAAAB5k/aibcgTDrXeQ/s400/IMG_0763-+cropped.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TJwjmOHCwjI/AAAAAAAAB5s/YH2HSmDGCEM/s1600/IMG_0775+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-4126905641692252554?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4126905641692252554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=4126905641692252554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/4126905641692252554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/4126905641692252554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/09/fresh-air-t-bone-steaks.html' title='Fresh Air &amp; T-Bone Steaks....'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TJwEdG3Be4I/AAAAAAAAB5M/1WgUY9C6zwo/s72-c/IMG_0765.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-7399868893286794515</id><published>2010-09-10T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T18:46:06.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Davis' Turns the Big T-H-R-E-E</title><content type='html'>Last month we celebrated Davis' 3rd birthday!  Davis had been looking forward to this day for months... and I mean months!  I think it was back in June when he first started asking if it was his birthday yet.  So morning after morning I had to tell him "Not yet!"  One day I got tired of answering the same question each morning, so I told him "You will know it's your birthday when you wake up and there are tons of balloons in your room."  This tactic actual worked... most days at least!  When Davis' birthday did finally arrive we were at the beach (Amelia Island to be exact).    I had kind of forgotten this aspect when I had originally told him about the balloons but it was easy to overcome but maybe not the same effect as if he was in his own room.  We put Davis down to bed and Matt, Granddaddy, and I got to work blowing up 75 balloons that we could put in the room that all 4 of us were sharing!  A balloon or two may or may not have popped in the transfer but amazingly it didn't wake Davis up!  Oh and one thing to mention is yes, he is sleeping in on a palate in the closet.. I mean cubby hole!  He actually liked that too! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TI0BByEyNwI/AAAAAAAAB40/jbn4EATJj0g/s1600/IMG_0717+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sweet TWO year old sleeping his sweet two year old dreams surrounded by balloons (pictures don't do it justice)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515475593750714706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIrn1IzZGVI/AAAAAAAAB28/ugWLcLnRVH0/s400/IMG_0706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Waking up in the morning to his THREE year old birthday!  Happy Birthday sweet boy!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515475605574093282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIrn102TieI/AAAAAAAAB3M/jLCq4nGA1Tc/s400/IMG_0713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Crawling in bed with Mommy and Daddy before the day really began.  It was a sweet, sweet, silly time with our big boy.  My favorite part of the day.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515475615191640914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIrn2YrTq1I/AAAAAAAAB3U/whX8rJzQcQU/s400/IMG_0718+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Eating his birthday pancakes!  Davis was quite impressed that Daddy made him circle pancakes!  We usually make them into mickey mouse or trains (from a cookie cutter we have @ home) but the circles (which happen to be the shape of the month at school) really excited him!   What can Daddy say- he aims to please!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515480391347927522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIrsMZPs-eI/AAAAAAAAB3k/6rxoWF7IQNQ/s400/IMG_0723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The day was spent recovering from colds we all had, a little bit of beach time, and a little bit of pool time.  Jennifer &amp;amp; Jimmy arrived just in time to grill out steaks &amp;amp; eat some cake!  Which is important because this birthday celebration wasn't only for Davis but for Uncle Jimmy too!  Jimmy turned 32 one day before Davis turned 3!  This happened to be very convenient for our fancy cakes we made :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515480400390374898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIrsM67lxfI/AAAAAAAAB3s/U05MSL-UKFU/s400/IMG_0736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIrsNCRqH4I/AAAAAAAAB30/iCU4ge9cdb4/s1600/IMG_0737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515480402361982850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIrsNCRqH4I/AAAAAAAAB30/iCU4ge9cdb4/s400/IMG_0737.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Davis later told me "I turned three &amp;amp; Jimmy turned 2!"  Hmmm.... not sure we've ever counted high enough to 32 for him to understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515480415329599570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIrsNylYQFI/AAAAAAAAB38/X_BAPO7xp1k/s400/IMG_0738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515480419845104194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIrsODZ9YkI/AAAAAAAAB4E/6k1AE2VJopU/s400/IMG_0740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515483423133596162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIru83hu-gI/AAAAAAAAB4M/raqPEH7b42g/s400/IMG_0743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515483432637137298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIru9a7jgZI/AAAAAAAAB4U/2p_sNMFH0Oc/s400/IMG_0747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515483439469986034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIru90YogPI/AAAAAAAAB4c/mNHBtaGeTQk/s400/IMG_0748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Being three never tasted so good!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515483450740715138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIru-eXyLoI/AAAAAAAAB4k/QZI_k8VwpR0/s400/IMG_0751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIru-o6JXOI/AAAAAAAAB4s/7mNfC85jlEs/s1600/IMG_0752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515483453569195234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIru-o6JXOI/AAAAAAAAB4s/7mNfC85jlEs/s400/IMG_0752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy 3rd Birthday sweet boy!  Thank you for three of the best years of your mommy's &amp;amp; daddy's life! &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/6126850405753192401-7399868893286794515?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7399868893286794515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=7399868893286794515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7399868893286794515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7399868893286794515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/09/davis-turns-big-t-h-r-e-e.html' title='Davis&apos; Turns the Big T-H-R-E-E'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIrn1IzZGVI/AAAAAAAAB28/ugWLcLnRVH0/s72-c/IMG_0706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-302765744637112486</id><published>2010-09-05T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T13:42:27.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday cousins!</title><content type='html'>Three years ago, our family was blessed with these 2 cuties- born 2 weeks apart!  Davis turned 3 at the end of August &amp;amp; his cousin, T, turns 3 at the end of this week!  That gives us more than enough reason to put our party hats on and celebrate these little boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513454623121690818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIO5xKhnUMI/AAAAAAAAB2U/o10JL7T75JU/s400/IMG_0683.jpg" /&gt;Such different little personalities but both are so sweet!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513454634189728562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIO5xzwcKzI/AAAAAAAAB2k/bTBRp_hXkk4/s400/IMG_0686.jpg" /&gt;Let it be known that around his 3rd birthday I stopped using T's birth name and started calling him Slugger.  My nephew has an incredible baseball swing!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513454639650673618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIO5yIGbk9I/AAAAAAAAB2s/95TmRi1FxxQ/s400/IMG_0688.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davis loved all the gifts they both received- afterall  it's double the toys to play with!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513454642349382770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIO5ySJ2nHI/AAAAAAAAB20/dMLndAmVV7w/s400/IMG_0702.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Happy Birthday boys!  Life was changed for the better 3 years ago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(We spent Davis' birthday at the beach &amp;amp; will have another birthday post to come)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6126850405753192401-302765744637112486?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/302765744637112486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=302765744637112486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/302765744637112486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/302765744637112486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/09/birthday-cousins.html' title='Birthday cousins!'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TIO5xKhnUMI/AAAAAAAAB2U/o10JL7T75JU/s72-c/IMG_0683.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-5454734128998707065</id><published>2010-08-31T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T19:20:51.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing the love...</title><content type='html'>10 months of...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511756512093756450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TH2xWF_LXCI/AAAAAAAAB18/spmJ0X5ATGw/s400/IMG_0668+copy.jpg" /&gt;pure...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TH2yZV2IPfI/AAAAAAAAB2E/DWMEf-zD_sg/s1600/IMG_0672+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511757667402006002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TH2yZV2IPfI/AAAAAAAAB2E/DWMEf-zD_sg/s400/IMG_0672+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cuteness!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TH2wkbqo6gI/AAAAAAAAB1s/FmW5Acn9Z4I/s1600/IMG_0673+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511755658919733762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TH2wkbqo6gI/AAAAAAAAB1s/FmW5Acn9Z4I/s400/IMG_0673+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doesn't get much better than that!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Hump Day everyone!&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/6126850405753192401-5454734128998707065?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5454734128998707065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=5454734128998707065&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/5454734128998707065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/5454734128998707065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/08/sharing-love.html' title='Sharing the love...'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TH2xWF_LXCI/AAAAAAAAB18/spmJ0X5ATGw/s72-c/IMG_0668+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-3385085706950171378</id><published>2010-08-17T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T10:22:31.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of "Those Moms"...</title><content type='html'>So it's official... I'm one of those camera toting moms who becomes emotional on the first day of &lt;s&gt;high school&lt;/s&gt; preschool. It doesn't even seem possible that he could be in preschool yet does it? But as hard as it is to believe- it is true! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506425470442602866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TGrAyoPlAXI/AAAAAAAAB1U/r5RrRcqwndY/s400/IMG_0638+edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I know, I know, Davis as been in Mother's Morning out for the past 2 years so this shouldn't be too different! However, it sure feels different! Maybe it's the fact that he is growing like a weed; or perhaps it's the fact that unlike last year's first day of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MMO&lt;/span&gt;, today not a tear was shed. Not. a. single. one. from my big boy (nor myself- but it was indeed a close call as my eyes filled to the brim a few times)! Despite my attempt at keeping perspective, this just feels like a big step. Next thing I know he will be starting first grade, then high school, then mustering up the courage to ask a girl out on his first date, and honestly the rest is just too much to mention from there!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506423849794236642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TGq_US25cOI/AAAAAAAAB1E/AQF2SQbYbFw/s400/IMG_0641.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I'm sorry- it might seem silly... I never thought I would be like this... but when my son turned around and gave me a hug goodbye &amp;amp; said.... "I love you.. a bushel and a peck" then walked away on his own accord, I nearly lost it. As the teacher declared that he was "Melt my heart, adorable" I wanted to turn and look her square in the eye and tell her "Congratulations, you won the jack pot this year. This kid will steal your heart before you even realize it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506423853394145490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TGq_UgRLsNI/AAAAAAAAB1M/OB-mjpQJSU0/s400/IMG_0644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But somethings are best left unsaid. She will find out soon enough! In fact, she is probably @ home right now wondering what hit her. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-3385085706950171378?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3385085706950171378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=3385085706950171378&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/3385085706950171378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/3385085706950171378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-of-those-moms.html' title='One of &quot;Those Moms&quot;...'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TGrAyoPlAXI/AAAAAAAAB1U/r5RrRcqwndY/s72-c/IMG_0638+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-8134971147663774055</id><published>2010-08-09T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T21:51:27.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July...</title><content type='html'>If ever a good time could be measured by the amount of laughter coming form kids then Sunday, July 4th this year was off the charts! We get together every 4th with some of our good friends and our kids! Funny how times have changed! Back in 2004 there were no kids involved, now every couple has a least one! All of our lives are better for it- I know! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrwp9Ce2dI/AAAAAAAAB0U/hjpy8XecY4A/s1600/IMG_0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501974498336758226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrwp9Ce2dI/AAAAAAAAB0U/hjpy8XecY4A/s400/IMG_0260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This year we did sparklers for the kids! They were lots of fun but unfortunately I think almost every child cried at one point due to touching the hot stick after it was done "sparkling". I'm happy to say though no fingers or toes were permanently harmed in our 4th of July celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Miss Avery. Yes, I'm thinking we should just add her picture to the header of our blog since I've got so many pictures of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrwpUB3sgI/AAAAAAAAB0M/ImjX5ArPQac/s1600/IMG_0263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501974487328338434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrwpUB3sgI/AAAAAAAAB0M/ImjX5ArPQac/s400/IMG_0263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Miss Caroline- adorable as always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrwpI-7x6I/AAAAAAAAB0E/m1mQeuRk4PY/s1600/IMG_0270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501974484363233186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrwpI-7x6I/AAAAAAAAB0E/m1mQeuRk4PY/s400/IMG_0270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Davis being timid after he almost "burnt" his finger on a stick. He didn't even touch it but didn't want to risk the chance of it happening. Such a cautionary spirit. I'm thankful for it but I also want him to learn to live in the moment and not let fear dictate his life. A lesson we all need to be reminded of every now &amp;amp; then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrwo1PusjI/AAAAAAAABz8/idCoWJtq2_8/s1600/IMG_0286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501974479064969778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrwo1PusjI/AAAAAAAABz8/idCoWJtq2_8/s400/IMG_0286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Because sometimes when you let go and take calculated risk there is joy to be found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrwoW1a-8I/AAAAAAAABz0/LqcZ_arKrx8/s1600/IMG_0300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501974470901562306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrwoW1a-8I/AAAAAAAABz0/LqcZ_arKrx8/s400/IMG_0300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For example, Daddy wasn't afraid to take a risk with the koozie in the above picture. Some might say it's feminine &amp;amp; give him a hard time. But Daddy is a man's man- no need for insecurities, it suited his purpose ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy &amp;amp; Davis... (we actually left Noah with Gigi &amp;amp; Granddaddy this night because he was getting in his top two teeth and was not in the mood to party two nights in a row)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFruHUklkHI/AAAAAAAABzs/mxVlRaNQAm4/s1600/IMG_0308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501971704335143026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFruHUklkHI/AAAAAAAABzs/mxVlRaNQAm4/s400/IMG_0308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Davis &amp;amp; Mommy right as Mrs. Sarah announced it was time for Popsicles!!! Can you tell? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501971683334204338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFruGGVkq7I/AAAAAAAABzU/bar2apDwYGA/s400/IMG_0312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFruG2F6rMI/AAAAAAAABzk/Yh-_cQXlGKE/s1600/IMG_0316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501971696153439426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFruG2F6rMI/AAAAAAAABzk/Yh-_cQXlGKE/s400/IMG_0316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We try every year to get a picture of the kids together and every year it is impossible! However, with Popsicles it is a little bit more manageable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFruGXxJoUI/AAAAAAAABzc/tdxHmp6dNHY/s1600/IMG_0333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501971688013275458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFruGXxJoUI/AAAAAAAABzc/tdxHmp6dNHY/s400/IMG_0333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caroline, Anna, Avery, &amp;amp; Davis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFruFujR30I/AAAAAAAABzM/5RJUrC0uD4c/s1600/IMG_0331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501971676949241666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFruFujR30I/AAAAAAAABzM/5RJUrC0uD4c/s400/IMG_0331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think Avery might be telling Davis that he sure is taking a long time eating that Popsicle. She may or may not have stolen a lick or two after she finished hers. It's hard to say:) &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrq2RhQUII/AAAAAAAABzE/6XrI7MSMqys/s1600/IMG_0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501968112923201666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrq2RhQUII/AAAAAAAABzE/6XrI7MSMqys/s400/IMG_0368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If so, she was just being a good friend I"m sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrq2AWdiKI/AAAAAAAABy8/xZ-3DmwIa_A/s1600/IMG_0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501968108314527906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrq2AWdiKI/AAAAAAAABy8/xZ-3DmwIa_A/s400/IMG_0373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anna &amp;amp; Davis- his longest friendship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrq1mvOWXI/AAAAAAAABy0/88PsogSjmkg/s1600/IMG_0376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501968101439068530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrq1mvOWXI/AAAAAAAABy0/88PsogSjmkg/s400/IMG_0376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 15 minutes later &amp;amp; savoring EVERY bite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrq1EE4GMI/AAAAAAAABys/wJdINOItd2c/s1600/IMG_0379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501968092134643906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrq1EE4GMI/AAAAAAAABys/wJdINOItd2c/s400/IMG_0379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank goodness for the "slow melting" variety. This was the first one we've had of that variety and it lived up to it's name (though if they could possibly make it even slower that would still be nice)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends, popsicles, sparklers, games, old friendship &amp;amp; new friendships it was an awesome July 4th! &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-8134971147663774055?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8134971147663774055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=8134971147663774055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/8134971147663774055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/8134971147663774055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/08/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July...'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrwp9Ce2dI/AAAAAAAAB0U/hjpy8XecY4A/s72-c/IMG_0260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-6465012519897418550</id><published>2010-08-07T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T15:05:36.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 3rd of July....</title><content type='html'>Here are a few pictures of how we spent our 4th of July weekend! Our local town was having fireworks on Saturday the 3rd. My aunt and uncle always graciously open up their home (conveniently located by the square where all the fireworks are set off) to lots of people. This is our first year going but we had such a pleasant time! Our friends the &lt;a href="http://averythaxton.blogspot.com/2010/07/fireworks-go-boom.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thaxton's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; joined us and we had a really good time. This is the summer where Davis has repeatedly without being prompted (or really even sugguested) declared his best friend to be Avery. They have spent a ton of time together this summer and listening to them converse reminds me of an old couple. They are hilarious and show great concern for each other! I hope their friendship endures for years to come!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrmOfxoJ8I/AAAAAAAAByc/1dcgvNm6EPo/s1600/IMG_0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501963031508690882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrmOfxoJ8I/AAAAAAAAByc/1dcgvNm6EPo/s400/IMG_0197.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrmN9B3DGI/AAAAAAAAByU/qv-EQS9Kg_8/s1600/IMG_0198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501963022181534818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrmN9B3DGI/AAAAAAAAByU/qv-EQS9Kg_8/s400/IMG_0198.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always laugh at the picture below- it just might be one of my favorites because it captures this season of life so well. Avery has come to love trains too! The two of them play together in their own world so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrmNlIwGcI/AAAAAAAAByM/kQmay9sHR2w/s1600/IMG_0208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501963015767988674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrmNlIwGcI/AAAAAAAAByM/kQmay9sHR2w/s400/IMG_0208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And sometimes Noah likes to join in too! Avery does love herself some Baby Noah (despite the fact that he weighs more than she does)!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrmNP1mT3I/AAAAAAAAByE/BHnnEMhTVnc/s1600/IMG_0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501963010050510706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrmNP1mT3I/AAAAAAAAByE/BHnnEMhTVnc/s400/IMG_0215.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eating a little dinner on the cooler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrmM3BiC9I/AAAAAAAABx8/tdlxU7pQP2Q/s1600/IMG_0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501963003389676498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrmM3BiC9I/AAAAAAAABx8/tdlxU7pQP2Q/s400/IMG_0218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Avery is developing into a budding photographer. I'm sure she will start booking sessions soon, for those of you who are interested! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFri4dNofGI/AAAAAAAABx0/bJ6rDmuMcdk/s1600/Avery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501959354328841314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFri4dNofGI/AAAAAAAABx0/bJ6rDmuMcdk/s400/Avery.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right before the fireworks start! I had been slightly nervous about it but there was no need to be- they did GREAT! Even Noah enjoyed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFri3ka0YCI/AAAAAAAABxs/PmUNXXR5HpI/s1600/IMG_0238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501959339083325474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFri3ka0YCI/AAAAAAAABxs/PmUNXXR5HpI/s400/IMG_0238.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFri3JBOjeI/AAAAAAAABxk/9Vd2bywgQn0/s1600/IMG_0248_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501959331728231906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFri3JBOjeI/AAAAAAAABxk/9Vd2bywgQn0/s400/IMG_0248_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFri26Bah_I/AAAAAAAABxc/Snq7UQa71PU/s1600/IMG_0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501959327702484978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFri26Bah_I/AAAAAAAABxc/Snq7UQa71PU/s400/IMG_0251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And one of my favorite moments of the night was when almost everyone had left (we were trying to let traffic die down) and Davis was running around the back yard dancing to the music. The song "Life is a Highway" came one (which Davis associates with the movie Cars) and he danced &amp;amp; danced though he was beyond the point of exhausted. Noah clearly was out for the night all snuggled into Matt's arms! Though another picture that is not high in quality or technique but warms my heart to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFri2STGKSI/AAAAAAAABxU/IX_xQNO5KK0/s1600/IMG_0258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501959317039229218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFri2STGKSI/AAAAAAAABxU/IX_xQNO5KK0/s400/IMG_0258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a WONDERFUL evening and I hope we make this an annual event! It was just that much fun! Thanks to all who helped throw the party!!!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-6465012519897418550?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/6465012519897418550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=6465012519897418550&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/6465012519897418550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/6465012519897418550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/08/3rd-of-july.html' title='The 3rd of July....'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFrmOfxoJ8I/AAAAAAAAByc/1dcgvNm6EPo/s72-c/IMG_0197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-7850423962846467137</id><published>2010-08-05T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T21:32:36.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Every Day Is So Glorious.."</title><content type='html'>A local historic movie theater offered some discounted movies this summer for some of their smallest viewers! When I heard that they were showing this movie....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502112591780137506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFtuQDNCSiI/AAAAAAAAB00/1t1N7WEPTIU/s400/curious+george.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I decided this would be a great opportunity for Davis and I to go on a mommy/son date!  I didn't really know how he would do in a full length movie (86 minutes to be exact) but he really did pretty good!  When we got in the car for the outing Curious George (who we already owned) was buckled up in Davis' car seat ready to go!  Davis thought that was so funny and kept saying "silly George!  He's a monkey.  He can't got to the movies!" I told him I thought they might make an exception since it was &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; movie after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502111195329372418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFts-xBOoQI/AAAAAAAAB0s/rM0SyLyVqGM/s400/IMG_0388.jpg" /&gt; Before the movie a reporter for our local newspaper came and took a few pictures of Davis and interviewed me. For some unknown reason we didn't make the cut and someone else was in the paper. We decided to cancel our subscription after that! Oh wait.... we never had subscription! But if we did have one, we would have!  Big Mistake- I mean Big!  :) Look what they missed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFts-czKywI/AAAAAAAAB0k/2Z-fBLne7iE/s1600/IMG_0393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502111189901691650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFts-czKywI/AAAAAAAAB0k/2Z-fBLne7iE/s400/IMG_0393.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our dear friends Peaches and &lt;a href="http://mendozamoments.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gabriella&lt;/a&gt; met us at the movies! Gabriella was a little small for her seat :)   What she lacks in size she makes up in cuteness (and color)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFts-DiZjpI/AAAAAAAAB0c/1M0p8R1QGWk/s1600/IMG_0396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502111183120469650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFts-DiZjpI/AAAAAAAAB0c/1M0p8R1QGWk/s400/IMG_0396.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all Davis did well! He got slightly antsy with about 30 minutes remaining but with a quick trip to the bathroom and a good snack we were able to get through the remainder of the movie! It was a very cute movie with GREAT animation. Such a learning experience for someone who grew up watching Curious George! For instance did you know the Man in the Yellow Hat's name is Ted? It also showed how he got his yellow clothing! I must say I sleep better at night now that these questions have been answered :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Davis' favorite part of the movie was when Curious George accidentally swallowed some fireflies and thus his tongue turned into a glow stick! Mighty funny to his 2 year old self (okay almost 3 but lets not rush things)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would call Davis' first movie viewing a success! Thanks Curious George- the day was oh, so glorious!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-7850423962846467137?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7850423962846467137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=7850423962846467137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7850423962846467137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7850423962846467137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/08/local-historic-movie-theater-offered.html' title='&quot;Every Day Is So Glorious..&quot;'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFtuQDNCSiI/AAAAAAAAB00/1t1N7WEPTIU/s72-c/curious+george.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-4965699168407418474</id><published>2010-07-30T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T19:37:31.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Rehearsal Dinner"</title><content type='html'>My new brother-in-law is fantastic at the grill! We have benefited from many a meals he has prepared on his "Big Green Egg." A month or two before the big day my sister commissioned Matt to build a "Big Green Egg" table for Jimmy as her wedding present to him! Never one to turn down a project, Matt readily accepted the challenge and practically build this overnight (or so it seemed). Jennifer gave it to Jimmy right before their "Rehearsal Dinner." Since they weren't having any attendants or anything there really was nothing to rehearse so they went out to a very nice dinner just the two of them. We surprised Jimmy right before they left. At the last minute Davis came with us and if I had known that he was going to be so active in the presentation I would have dressed him nicer! Oh well- it was a great memory regardless! And the bride &amp;amp; groom looked great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499870923903791122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFN3dznI8BI/AAAAAAAABwE/hNL1RuoHtcg/s400/Egg+table.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499877773280268354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFN9sfhv0EI/AAAAAAAABxE/Bx7moLJl8zI/s400/IMG_0423.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499875940623883778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFN8B0WangI/AAAAAAAABwM/h29OIHDvyYc/s400/IMG_0407.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499875946360318130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFN8CJuFqLI/AAAAAAAABwU/Y09RQIkDH54/s400/IMG_0443.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499880365119794642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFOADW4cbdI/AAAAAAAABxM/Q8tRIH2FiEw/s400/IMG_0445.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499875956320047074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFN8Cu0rD-I/AAAAAAAABwc/biKCbKrkRO8/s400/IMG_0446.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFN9r9GNiII/AAAAAAAABw8/C-rngNmFw7A/s1600/IMG_0456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499877764037970050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFN9r9GNiII/AAAAAAAABw8/C-rngNmFw7A/s400/IMG_0456.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499877759628678818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFN9rsq9FqI/AAAAAAAABw0/d84L5BOQo5c/s400/IMG_0453.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jennifer and her wedding present a Louie Vuitton clutch. And yes, I just had to look up how to spell that because I'm that uncool. However, I have no doubt my sister could spell it in her sleep... even backwards :) She was thrilled with her present!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499875964248149586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFN8DMW4TlI/AAAAAAAABwk/exmiqIggRMc/s400/IMG_0450.jpg" /&gt;The fabulous couple the eve before their wedding day!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFN8DTzZYUI/AAAAAAAABws/mXUzqvFOP_4/s1600/IMG_0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499875966246805826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFN8DTzZYUI/AAAAAAAABws/mXUzqvFOP_4/s400/IMG_0470.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6126850405753192401-4965699168407418474?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4965699168407418474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=4965699168407418474&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/4965699168407418474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/4965699168407418474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/07/rehearsal-dinner.html' title='The &quot;Rehearsal Dinner&quot;'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFN3dznI8BI/AAAAAAAABwE/hNL1RuoHtcg/s72-c/Egg+table.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-3143324594202417581</id><published>2010-07-15T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T19:40:22.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Family....</title><content type='html'>Umm yes, our family has grown! But not that way! It isn't my household that can claim the new addition. My sister got married at the beginning of July &amp;amp; I have a new brother-in-law and my kids have a new uncle! We are so excited and pleased for both Jennifer &amp;amp; Jimmy! Their journey is a testimony to the goodness &amp;amp; faithfulness of God. A reminder that we are not defined by our circumstances and thankfully God always works for the good of those who love him. And so often this "good" is so much more than we could ever imagine. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In two words the wedding was "elegant simplicity." Though my sister is a social butterfly to the core, she and Jimmy decided to only have family attend the wedding. They also decided to get married at the same church my parents and his parents wed in decades ago! And it was just the two of them. No bridesmaids, no groomsmen just the two of them vowing before God to come together and have a Christ-centered marriage. Before the ceremony the beautiful song "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IbYlqR1kskw"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Be Thou Near To Me"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;stirred our hearts and lead me to reflect on how we need God in all seasons of life. He has shown us with great mercy just how much we need His grace &amp;amp; guidance. My sister with tear filled eyes walked down the aisle by herself to the song "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bH6QbH7wXgs"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;To You Be The Glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;". Jimmy met her halfway and they approached the alter arm in arm. This was one of my favorite parts of the whole day. Just the two of them. No frills but beauty abounded as God was was given all the Glory for the union we were about to witness. They exchanged beautiful vows that were saturated with sincerity and love. And prior to close of the ceremony the song "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0OsyiGgSlqY"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;How Great is our God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" echoed through the church! It was one glorious wedding &amp;amp; I'm honored to have been a witness to the beginning of their life together! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards we headed to 103 West and celebrated the event with a wonderful sit down lunch, cake, and a few of the Grooms favorite things: cheerwine, krispy cream donuts, and chick-fil-a brownies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few pictures from the ceremony...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom and my grandmother made these cute book wreaths that adorned each of the chapel doors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494304430377430450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TD-wxPSAbbI/AAAAAAAABuk/rCPRX4Kt3Nc/s400/jennifer+and+jimmy%27s+wedding+013.JPG" /&gt;My beautiful sister who is wearing the same veil I wore on my wedding day almost 7 years ago.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494304431430259170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TD-wxTNBUeI/AAAAAAAABus/Iht0ZabGHr4/s400/Jennifer+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494304412127516594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TD-wwLS417I/AAAAAAAABuU/xcqprcBhi_Y/s400/jennifer+and+jimmy%27s+wedding+036.JPG" /&gt;My new brother-in-law Jimmy! So glad to have an "Uncle Jimmy" for my boys! He is not only a perfect fit for my sister but for our family as a whole.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494307486801299010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TD-zjJWPhkI/AAAAAAAABvE/lsOP2XNs7Ps/s400/IMG_0552.jpg" /&gt;My sister showing her true side....&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494307476419005042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TD-ziiq6SnI/AAAAAAAABu8/DM0vzStsLTc/s400/IMG_0554.jpg" /&gt;Noah and all his cuteness...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494304424761737170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TD-ww6XHv9I/AAAAAAAABuc/umA1m3-pjl0/s400/jennifer+and+jimmy%27s+wedding+030.JPG" /&gt;Davis and his Gigi...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494302293590110946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TD-u03INcuI/AAAAAAAABuE/IkLN_oyGl5M/s400/jennifer+and+jimmy%27s+wedding+057.JPG" /&gt;A not so flattering picture of our little family but it's the best one we got from the day! The boys didn't stay for the actual wedding or reception, they just made a short appearance beforehand! We felt like they wouldn't enjoy being there and would have way more fun with their G-Mama &amp;amp; Papa being the loud &amp;amp; crazy boys they are! Plus it would allow us the ability to focus on the event at hand. I think it was a wise choice as we had a great time and so did they! Thanks G-Mama &amp;amp; Papa for helping us all out once again!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499516143115854146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFI0y2LyYUI/AAAAAAAABv0/aA2_Whfq2Kk/s400/jennifer+and+jimmy%27s+wedding+047.JPG" /&gt;My grandmother with all of her grandsons. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TD-zjew_3QI/AAAAAAAABvM/_3wn2G3s05U/s1600/IMG_0538_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494307492550663426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TD-zjew_3QI/AAAAAAAABvM/_3wn2G3s05U/s400/IMG_0538_edited-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494302284117976818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TD-u0T14JvI/AAAAAAAABt8/ytDqkfrCZlM/s400/jennifer+and+jimmy%27s+wedding+061.JPG" /&gt;My dad looking all dapper in his bow tie! To say I adore my dad is an understatement.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494302255087094290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TD-uynsYChI/AAAAAAAABtk/UZPPHkjl_is/s400/jennifer+and+jimmy%27s+wedding+069.JPG" /&gt;Me &amp;amp; my fabulous mom Pennie! I'm told I'm a mini-Pennie quite frequently. :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499513993549688562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TFIy1ubRrvI/AAAAAAAABvk/ix9q78vQ8-s/s400/IMG_0525.jpg" /&gt;The cake...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494307471177486754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TD-ziPJPEaI/AAAAAAAABu0/QLcVY8gOCwU/s400/jennifer+and+jimmy%27s+wedding+076.JPG" /&gt; And wedding favors...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TD-uzgc3mUI/AAAAAAAABt0/yWGMlAGSTns/s1600/jennifer+and+jimmy%27s+wedding+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494302270322874690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TD-uzgc3mUI/AAAAAAAABt0/yWGMlAGSTns/s400/jennifer+and+jimmy%27s+wedding+079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TD-uzARoEcI/AAAAAAAABts/2kXr3Js5Ewg/s1600/jennifer+and+jimmy%27s+wedding+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494302261685785026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TD-uzARoEcI/AAAAAAAABts/2kXr3Js5Ewg/s400/jennifer+and+jimmy%27s+wedding+080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6126850405753192401-3143324594202417581?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3143324594202417581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=3143324594202417581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/3143324594202417581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/3143324594202417581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/07/growing-family.html' title='Growing Family....'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TD-wxPSAbbI/AAAAAAAABuk/rCPRX4Kt3Nc/s72-c/jennifer+and+jimmy%27s+wedding+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-3622916309530909601</id><published>2010-07-05T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T20:18:32.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wash Down Station....</title><content type='html'>We've had some hot days recently and that means getting creative with our outdoor fun! We don't have a neighborhood pool but we do have a great sprinkler system that has lead to some fun! Specifically how we took Thomas &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-2009.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;remember him from Halloween last year?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;to the "wash down station" the other day. Davis LOVED this and took his job of cleaning Thomas very seriously. So much so that I wondered why I didn't have the kid washing my car instead! I'm mean seriously- where are my priorities? Maybe next time!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490493748707168194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIm-X0xj8I/AAAAAAAABsk/ns1nIblcZwI/s400/IMG_0163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490496515391676658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIpfahw4PI/AAAAAAAABtE/kwySc4r8RCc/s400/IMG_0179.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490493769810759282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIm_mcQznI/AAAAAAAABs8/Bpurntv3w40/s400/IMG_0174.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490493765449232466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIm_WMZMFI/AAAAAAAABs0/nt1p5DX6ZWc/s400/IMG_0173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490493756052870898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIm-zMIFvI/AAAAAAAABss/HZh3mzFsyaE/s400/IMG_0169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490493733602674626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIm9fjlR8I/AAAAAAAABsc/7HFZGpPKoDM/s400/IMG_0158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490496534998381602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIpgjkXdCI/AAAAAAAABtU/E1aBHmlwIGM/s400/IMG_0189.jpg" /&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/6126850405753192401-3622916309530909601?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3622916309530909601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=3622916309530909601&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/3622916309530909601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/3622916309530909601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/07/washdown-station.html' title='The Wash Down Station....'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIm-X0xj8I/AAAAAAAABsk/ns1nIblcZwI/s72-c/IMG_0163.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-8570730694602830214</id><published>2010-07-03T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T12:40:07.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Time....</title><content type='html'>A few months ago my wonderful husband tried to plan a surprise trip to the beach for just the two of us! It didn’t work out for various reasons but I was so touched that he would even try to attempt such a task! So a few weeks later we planned a little get away for just the two of us! However, because there was an error in our reservations we got upgraded to a two-bedroom suite! This didn’t really serve us any good except for the fact that we had been contemplating taking Davis all along but couldn’t make up our mind. So the night before we left it was decided that my parents &amp;amp; Davis would join us a few days into our trip! Noah got the pleasure of staying with Papa&amp;amp; G’Mama and soaking up all the one-on-one attention. We figured he would like this a whole lot more than having to sit on a sandy hot beach while getting restless!   I think it was a smart decision though we did indeed miss him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and I had a great time alone but also loved it when Davis,Gigi, &amp;amp; Granddaddy man arrived. This is the summer of the great BP oil spill :(   While we were there it was projected that some of the oil would arrive on shores in Destin.  Fortunately, it we didn’t see or smell any and as luck (or in my book, God's grace)  would have it, the oil arrived a few days after we left. We were fortunate to miss it because for the first time ever Davis liked the ocean! That is until he got knocked down by a wave a day into the trip. Then he wanted nothing to do with the water! Oh well, it was fun while it lasted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490485954775735570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIf4tKt3RI/AAAAAAAABrU/hUpzP5VS-yE/s400/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490485957301800802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIf42k-j2I/AAAAAAAABrc/DONT_I4F0uM/s400/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490485970018058914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIf5l8xQqI/AAAAAAAABrk/HX1mdHh4CWE/s400/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490485985140774770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIf6eSTl3I/AAAAAAAABrs/_6pfERuzIWw/s400/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIjO3mg7tI/AAAAAAAABr0/Asmbudiw8dM/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490489634068688594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIjO3mg7tI/AAAAAAAABr0/Asmbudiw8dM/s400/12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIf4VSpn2I/AAAAAAAABrM/1hRtO9r0T1M/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490485948366561122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIf4VSpn2I/AAAAAAAABrM/1hRtO9r0T1M/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davis also enjoyed the sand, sun, and cool breeze! He built the Island of Sodor in the sand (Thomas’ home for all those non-Thomas fans out there). This really was nothing more than a mound of sand but with his imagination it was truly a masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489683192380378706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TC9FxyNDzlI/AAAAAAAABq8/Od47tZVqYA0/s400/IMG_9885.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489683189143745058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TC9FxmJYsiI/AAAAAAAABq0/YRSL3XoO6HM/s400/IMG_9883.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489683171209949810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TC9FwjVosnI/AAAAAAAABqs/nWgdUPfYIAM/s400/IMG_9858.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489683154419301922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TC9FvkybviI/AAAAAAAABqk/DjgL-WTNWiQ/s400/IMG_9841.jpg" /&gt;There were tons of helipcopeters flying overhead while we were there searching for oil in the water! For most people this would put a damper on their beach time but for Davis this was a highlight!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TC9Fy9wmE7I/AAAAAAAABrE/7Jv_k9fs4iI/s1600/IMG_9904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489683212662084530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TC9Fy9wmE7I/AAAAAAAABrE/7Jv_k9fs4iI/s400/IMG_9904.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We didn't spend a lot of time at the pool until the last day. I wish we had spent more time because Davis loved it &amp;amp; was very sad to leave! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIjQ2j3cvI/AAAAAAAABsU/9OuHk_DjDrA/s1600/IMG_9954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490489644250538002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIjPdiDoBI/AAAAAAAABr8/ZK2gqLx78-M/s400/IMG_9919.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490489668148884210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIjQ2j3cvI/AAAAAAAABsU/9OuHk_DjDrA/s400/IMG_9954.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIjQjTWhJI/AAAAAAAABsM/2CAEv-qGRkw/s1600/IMG_9948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490489662979343506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIjQjTWhJI/AAAAAAAABsM/2CAEv-qGRkw/s400/IMG_9948.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIjQElZAbI/AAAAAAAABsE/8y4LhETgl3I/s1600/IMG_9937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490489654733504946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIjQElZAbI/AAAAAAAABsE/8y4LhETgl3I/s400/IMG_9937.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As a matter of fact, I think we were all a little bummed to leave BUT we did have this little face to look foward to and he did not disappoint!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIyvAQ-a7I/AAAAAAAABtc/G34qFbwjBv0/s1600/IMG_0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490506678824496050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIyvAQ-a7I/AAAAAAAABtc/G34qFbwjBv0/s400/IMG_0066.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-8570730694602830214?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8570730694602830214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=8570730694602830214&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/8570730694602830214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/8570730694602830214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/07/beach-time.html' title='Beach Time....'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TDIf4tKt3RI/AAAAAAAABrU/hUpzP5VS-yE/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-5827181447172087785</id><published>2010-07-01T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T14:52:44.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feet on the ground...</title><content type='html'>One evening Matt &amp;amp; I were sitting in our den and we heard Davis cry out from the keeping room for help! We turned the corner only to find him standing on his beloved train table unable to get down. He later told me that standing on the train table "was not a good idea at all!" Well, lesson learned buddy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TC0K56tvnoI/AAAAAAAABqc/w7PknYPeZJE/s1600/IMG_9747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489055510964444802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TC0K56tvnoI/AAAAAAAABqc/w7PknYPeZJE/s400/IMG_9747.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TC0K5TuUP8I/AAAAAAAABqU/HguwZoMnJKQ/s1600/IMG_9749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489055500497862594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TC0K5TuUP8I/AAAAAAAABqU/HguwZoMnJKQ/s400/IMG_9749.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(and yes, pants are highly overrated in his book)! Sooner or later this will need to be addressed but really you can only pull this off for so long! We will focus on growing up later- today we will embrace little boyhood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-5827181447172087785?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/5827181447172087785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=5827181447172087785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/5827181447172087785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/5827181447172087785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/07/feet-on-ground.html' title='Feet on the ground...'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TC0K56tvnoI/AAAAAAAABqc/w7PknYPeZJE/s72-c/IMG_9747.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-4084231810560327687</id><published>2010-06-28T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T14:01:30.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah's first haircut....</title><content type='html'>Narrated by Noah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gorman&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This place looks like fun!"&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkLD2xgfTI/AAAAAAAABqM/HSJ9vtvO2_A/s1600/IMG_9987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487929781798337842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkLD2xgfTI/AAAAAAAABqM/HSJ9vtvO2_A/s400/IMG_9987.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"They are going to do what????????!"&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkHzHgb_hI/AAAAAAAABqE/RuCwlXpIX9s/s1600/IMG_9986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487926195697483282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkHzHgb_hI/AAAAAAAABqE/RuCwlXpIX9s/s400/IMG_9986.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Well at least I get a cool set of wheels!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkHyWsB0VI/AAAAAAAABp0/-ukqy10Ve9E/s1600/IMG_9988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487926182592762194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkHyWsB0VI/AAAAAAAABp0/-ukqy10Ve9E/s400/IMG_9988.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "My big brother Davis doesn't want to come in this room for fear that they will cut his hair too! And he is suppose to be the BIG brother! Give me a break!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkHx2t-wqI/AAAAAAAABps/Fc6R9HPrP5s/s1600/IMG_9990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487926174011015842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkHx2t-wqI/AAAAAAAABps/Fc6R9HPrP5s/s400/IMG_9990.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "If only he knew what he was missing! This is the life!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkF49M8nyI/AAAAAAAABpk/v38k-MZFwXk/s1600/IMG_9992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487924096987340578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkF49M8nyI/AAAAAAAABpk/v38k-MZFwXk/s400/IMG_9992.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Mom says I"m a champ!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkF4mURigI/AAAAAAAABpc/q4fBZRqMOmo/s1600/IMG_9995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487924090844056066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkF4mURigI/AAAAAAAABpc/q4fBZRqMOmo/s400/IMG_9995.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkF4J-HTqI/AAAAAAAABpU/qR2cznNjev8/s1600/IMG_9996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487924083234918050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkF4J-HTqI/AAAAAAAABpU/qR2cznNjev8/s400/IMG_9996.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Not so sure about this part though. I'm trying to hold it together!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkF3ehTOrI/AAAAAAAABpM/BExhdinO8TM/s1600/IMG_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487924071571339954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkF3ehTOrI/AAAAAAAABpM/BExhdinO8TM/s400/IMG_0006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All done! "Hey that wasn't so bad! Mom quickly, put my spikes down afterwards though- something about keeping me looking like a baby a little bit longer!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkF28oy89I/AAAAAAAABpE/R9QRn3iejTo/s1600/IMG_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487924062475973586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkF28oy89I/AAAAAAAABpE/R9QRn3iejTo/s400/IMG_0013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The End!&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/6126850405753192401-4084231810560327687?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/4084231810560327687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=4084231810560327687&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/4084231810560327687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/4084231810560327687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/06/noahs-first-haircut.html' title='Noah&apos;s first haircut....'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TCkLD2xgfTI/AAAAAAAABqM/HSJ9vtvO2_A/s72-c/IMG_9987.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-7008292838005118049</id><published>2010-06-20T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T20:57:07.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day...</title><content type='html'>to one of the best &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;daddies&lt;/span&gt; I know!  He has been the highlight of my day for almost 10 years now &amp;amp; is now the highlight of two other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; boy's days as well!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485062838519774498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TB7blyyqvSI/AAAAAAAABoE/js9tuH2Tfq4/s400/IMG_0019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485062856091406402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TB7bm0QEkEI/AAAAAAAABoM/A4lnntKYxX0/s400/IMG_0021.jpg" /&gt;This past weekend I went with two of my girlfriends to Charleston for a short getaway.  We had a blast but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; our boys were sick while I was gone.  EVERY time I talked with Matt he was upbeat and in a good mood despite the fact that I know things weren't easy.  And though I felt guilty for not being there, I  knew that they were in great hands.  I trust those hands &amp;amp; hope to hold those hands till the day I leave this green earth.  Thank you sweetie for allowing me to go off &amp;amp; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; have a good time while holding down the fort (despite the fact it was Father's day weekend).  You selflessness is simply amazing!  You love us well.  And I pray you understand how much you are loved &amp;amp; appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a lighter note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have now &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; this ad twice in the past few weeks and each time Davis sees this, he says this is his "daddy".&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485062875216991954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TB7bn7f91tI/AAAAAAAABoU/G0S4tT57rnY/s400/IMG_0015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;See any resemblance?  I kind of see it too!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And lastly, we happen to be fortunate to come from a few generations of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wonderful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; fathers.  Happy Father's day to them, and to my boys!  Thank you for the legacy you have left in our lives and continue to leave!  I pray that one day God blesses my boys with children of their own so they to can carry on this legacy &amp;amp;  get a glimpse of the joy they give to us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-7008292838005118049?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7008292838005118049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=7008292838005118049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7008292838005118049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7008292838005118049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day...'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TB7blyyqvSI/AAAAAAAABoE/js9tuH2Tfq4/s72-c/IMG_0019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-7481583730252693970</id><published>2010-06-08T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T13:28:19.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Days...</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago it rained. a lot. day after day.  So when Davis asked if he could go play outside, I finally said "yes"!  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TA6ks_gDzOI/AAAAAAAABn8/YyRYFiDTpQ4/s1600/IMG_9798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480498889423572194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TA6ks_gDzOI/AAAAAAAABn8/YyRYFiDTpQ4/s400/IMG_9798.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I should have said "Yes" a lot sooner because he thought it was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TA6ksY-LMSI/AAAAAAAABn0/PIvOrm8r-FE/s1600/IMG_9802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480498879080902946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TA6ksY-LMSI/AAAAAAAABn0/PIvOrm8r-FE/s400/IMG_9802.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; SO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TA6kr_Y81BI/AAAAAAAABns/oHcqGYsjHjA/s1600/IMG_9804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480498872213885970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TA6kr_Y81BI/AAAAAAAABns/oHcqGYsjHjA/s400/IMG_9804.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TA6iATdtIiI/AAAAAAAABnk/7_bAwBdKSkc/s1600/IMG_9817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480495922665038370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TA6iATdtIiI/AAAAAAAABnk/7_bAwBdKSkc/s400/IMG_9817.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TA6h_YXTQlI/AAAAAAAABnc/4CdstuuUD44/s1600/IMG_9818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480495906800484946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TA6h_YXTQlI/AAAAAAAABnc/4CdstuuUD44/s400/IMG_9818.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TA6h_HTGU5I/AAAAAAAABnU/YzKy2wOQEJw/s1600/IMG_9819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480495902219457426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TA6h_HTGU5I/AAAAAAAABnU/YzKy2wOQEJw/s400/IMG_9819.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In fact, it might have been to much fun because when I told him it was time to go inside this is what he did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TA6h-eGTGWI/AAAAAAAABnM/VLvbyleMLZs/s1600/IMG_9824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480495891159914850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TA6h-eGTGWI/AAAAAAAABnM/VLvbyleMLZs/s400/IMG_9824.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No, he didn't trip and fall (though I know what some of you were thinking)!!!  He threw himself down on the ground in protest!  Instead of giving him attention, I just waved to my neighbors who passed by, and snapped a quick picture or two!  Matt came to the door and looked at me like I was crazy!  And maybe I am- the verdict is still out.  But Davis did finally get over it &amp;amp; come inside for some homecooked Lasagna.  Poor boy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TA6h93pe8EI/AAAAAAAABnE/e0lB4L8XSUg/s1600/IMG_9825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480495880838508610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TA6h93pe8EI/AAAAAAAABnE/e0lB4L8XSUg/s400/IMG_9825.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I hear parenting a 3 year old is REALLY a challenge!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-7481583730252693970?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/7481583730252693970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=7481583730252693970&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7481583730252693970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/7481583730252693970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/06/rainy-days.html' title='Rainy Days...'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/TA6ks_gDzOI/AAAAAAAABn8/YyRYFiDTpQ4/s72-c/IMG_9798.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-8686073550876690098</id><published>2010-05-27T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:08:21.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noah's 7 Month update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Noah turned 7 months old this week! Where in the world has time gone? He has been so much fun to have around and I look and think how incomplete our world was without him! He is fairly laid back however, I'm beginning to wonder if he may have a little temper? Or maybe it's just teething?! Only time will tell! I adore him regardless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476177222072296610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_9KK2C0ZKI/AAAAAAAABmM/rZ1KF0ZARdg/s400/IMG_9667+copy.jpg" /&gt;He did get two teeth (one after the other) at 6 months- I would have bet money that they would have come sooner but he proved me wrong! We go through at least 3 bibs a day due to the large amount of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;druel&lt;/span&gt; he creates! It is something else! Almost any attention makes him smile (which I love)! Davis was very serious and you had to "work" to get your smile! Noah just hands them out so freely! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt; buddy!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476177241592275762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_9KL-wvozI/AAAAAAAABmc/zCMu9Fi5Oc4/s400/IMG_9777.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;I must confess there is a problem I'm having lately! Everywhere we go people stop and comment on two things: First the rolls! The kid has rolls in places I didn't know rolls could exist! And who knew rolls could be so darn cute? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476177249556213346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_9KMcbfrmI/AAAAAAAABmk/sULxONQmwHg/s400/IMG_9778.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, once they stop and give him attention he then rewards them with is cute two toothy grin. Which just endears people more! These little incidents are a blessing and a curse I tell you! I do love sharing my adorable little boy with others and am so glad he brings a smile to so many peoples faces! They obviously bring a smile to his face too! It is a win-win situation! However, combine 3 of the incidents that can last anywhere from 3-5 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; and a quick trip inside &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Belks&lt;/span&gt; can turn into a marathon! I always feels so guilty when I just have to start pushing the stroller away from people to indicate that their bonding time with this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rolly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;polly&lt;/span&gt; is up! I know, I should be ashamed of myself but really sometimes I have places to be and things to do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476177231354037090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_9KLYnwg2I/AAAAAAAABmU/eokcduJlKCs/s400/IMG_9672.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Noah went for his 6 month appointment last week and he is remaining in the 90&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile all the way around! We are amazed at how &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;proportionate&lt;/span&gt; he is! The little chunk weights 20 lbs and a few ounces! I think Davis weighed 22 lbs at his 1 year appointment so I shudder to think about what Noah will weigh! He one of the best arm workouts you can have! The doctor isn't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;concerned&lt;/span&gt; with his weight and I frankly, neither am I. This is how God made him and in our view every roll is perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476177254906504994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_9KMwXGpyI/AAAAAAAABms/IrIJh7KqtqM/s400/IMG_9787.JPG" /&gt;He &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;started&lt;/span&gt; sitting up about 3 or 4 weeks ago and is doing great with that! Dr. D. said it was really impressive that he could sit so well considering he is a "bigger baby". He is also &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; close to crawling! He wants to so badly! About two weeks ago he started lifting his belly off the ground &amp;amp; tucking those knees up underneath him! He then starts to rock back and forth but hasn't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; made &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;forward&lt;/span&gt; progress (minus the face plants and army crawls)! Davis has tried to show him but more training is obviously required!  We will keep &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt; posted on his progress!  Happy 7 month birthday Noah!  You are such a blessing to each of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476181619869299058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_9OK1HVMXI/AAAAAAAABm0/Sd5X28Gqskw/s400/IMG_9775.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_9OLCWwVUI/AAAAAAAABm8/1gbf2gJqg6A/s1600/IMG_9782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476181623423653186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_9OLCWwVUI/AAAAAAAABm8/1gbf2gJqg6A/s400/IMG_9782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I had to throw this picture in!  It was Addison's 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday and she was so sweet to Noah!  You can tell she is a good big sister to her brother Will (born 1 day after Noah)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-8686073550876690098?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/8686073550876690098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=8686073550876690098&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/8686073550876690098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/8686073550876690098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/05/noahs-7-month-update.html' title='Noah&apos;s 7 Month update!'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_9KK2C0ZKI/AAAAAAAABmM/rZ1KF0ZARdg/s72-c/IMG_9667+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-9203706113691562778</id><published>2010-05-22T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T12:30:20.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Things You Say....</title><content type='html'>One night we were having steak for dinner and I wanted to Davis to try it but had told Matt “If he doesn’t eat this I will make him a sandwich”. We don’t typically do this at all but I was thinking the last thing I want my child to get hooked on is filet mignon. So as I set Davis’ plate before him he said “Ohhhhh, thank you for dinner mommy!” Then in the same breath he said, “Now make me a sandwich”! Little stinker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting ready one Friday night to go to a couponing seminar (I know, I know, I live an exciting life)! I put on a new bright blue silk shirt and walked into the den where the boys were wrestling. Davis stopped and so sweetly said “You look Beautiful mommy!” I can’t lie, it melted my heart! Then he said in his sweet broken sentence voice, “You wearing blue- just like Thomas [as in Thomas the Train]! It made me stop &amp;amp; question the true sentiment behind the compliment. However at the end of the day, I take what I can get! Especially from a boy as cute as he is! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473916413266506450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_dB-c7uMtI/AAAAAAAABk8/WFM2vCC-4Ls/s400/IMG_9662.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-9203706113691562778?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/9203706113691562778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=9203706113691562778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/9203706113691562778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/9203706113691562778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/05/things-you-say.html' title='The Things You Say....'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_dB-c7uMtI/AAAAAAAABk8/WFM2vCC-4Ls/s72-c/IMG_9662.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-1077495502930341524</id><published>2010-05-21T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T11:38:13.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;For Mother’s Day this year Davis’ class invited all the mom’s to a luncheon for a “special day”. We were asked to wear a dress and Davis reminded me several times to wear a dress! The morning of the big day I went in to get Davis up and the first thing he said was “Mommy you are in a dress! It’s your special day!” (Perhaps I should put on a dress more often so it's not quite so alarming)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          (The invitaiton to the luncheon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_dRiu4-sTI/AAAAAAAABls/1qMFGrKgy2Q/s1600/IMG_9701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473933529236549938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_dRiu4-sTI/AAAAAAAABls/1qMFGrKgy2Q/s400/IMG_9701.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_dQzPcRpgI/AAAAAAAABlk/d_v-gnOS83A/s1600/IMG_9702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473932713340806658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_dQzPcRpgI/AAAAAAAABlk/d_v-gnOS83A/s400/IMG_9702.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (The placemat Davis made for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_dQy1JbvAI/AAAAAAAABlc/OTOGQfpzt8Q/s1600/IMG_9708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473932706282454018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_dQy1JbvAI/AAAAAAAABlc/OTOGQfpzt8Q/s400/IMG_9708.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The luncheon was nice. After lunch, we were presented with a card where each child had answered questions about thier mommy! His teachers had been telling me for days that they couldn’t wait for me to get mine! So I was nervous to see exactly what he had said! You just never know?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that when they asked him how old I was, Davis said “I know she is really old”! Everyone thought that was hilarious! I’m one of the younger moms (if not the youngest) in the class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was also asked what Mommy’s favorite thing to do is! His response broke my heart! He replied watch TV and computer! It literally broke my heart! I really don’t watch a lot of TV (and really none during the day when he is awake)! However, I have recently started working from home so my time on the computer has increased significantly! I really almost cried when reading this! My favorite thing to do is NOT get on the computer but spend time loving on my boys! Ever since the luncheon I’ve tried to make a conscious effort to decrease the amount of time on the computer regardless of work. Raising my kids is first and foremost. I was very clear on this when my employer called and asked me to consider working from home. It isn’t my employers fault but I have a very hard time not responding to email right away, putting out fires immediately, etc. The debate between working moms and stay at homes moms always brings up the question “Can you have it all?” I now understand, that even in this ideal, working from home part-time, create your on hours position, you indeed cannot have it all. But I’ve concluded that I do know the One who is my All and that is more than enough for me. I pray He helps me balance out my life a little bit more and remind me of my priorities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, you never really know how seriously to take these surveys. The next question asked was “What is your favorite thing to do with your mommy?” He responded, “go the gym, read books, paint &amp;amp; color.” Sounds reasonable! However, I don’t have a gym membership, though I would love one! So, we aren’t quite sure where that came from! I told Matt it must be because he thinks I look like I’m in such good shape! Matt just laughed at that one…. I’m not sure why J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do however, read books (countless ones each day), color, and on the days I’m feeling brave- we paint! Though I know this is what he enjoys, it’s sweet to hear him voice his thoughts! TV, computer, gym membership and all! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473932701627671650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_dQyjzpZGI/AAAAAAAABlU/ipm7Ex92-Qw/s400/IMG_9709.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473932695885240754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_dQyOai2bI/AAAAAAAABlM/_k6reSxO5sU/s400/IMG_9712.jpg" /&gt;At the end of the afternoon, Davis gave me a flowerpot that he painted at school. All the other mom’s flowers had tons of cute blooms on them. My flower, well it’s bloomless structure looked more like a weed. The teachers apologized and told me they had one flower that looked terrible and figured I was so easy going that they hoped I wouldn’t mind! The offered to bring in a replacement the next school day but I assured them that wasn’t necessary. It wasn’t about the flower anyway; the pot it was planted in with my son’s cute fingerprints all around it was a wonderful gift for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun, humbling, and wonderful special day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473932691513755890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_dQx-ITSPI/AAAAAAAABlE/8D9p5ARgZWw/s400/IMG_9642.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-1077495502930341524?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/1077495502930341524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=1077495502930341524&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/1077495502930341524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/1077495502930341524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-2010.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day 2010'/><author><name>Gormangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16524415957810394957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S55BuF6VVDI/AAAAAAAABb0/UGfPl2qDPsQ/S220/D+%26+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_dRiu4-sTI/AAAAAAAABls/1qMFGrKgy2Q/s72-c/IMG_9701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6126850405753192401.post-3346459240840940068</id><published>2010-05-21T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T19:08:20.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A sign from Granddaddy...</title><content type='html'>The other night the four of us were at Target (our second home) and we were getting in our car when Davis said, “There’s a line in the sky”!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up and sure enough in the dusk of the evening an airplane had left a perfectly straight smoke line in the sky. I said, “Yep, an airplane did that!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davis said matter-of-factly, “Granddaddy is on an airplane to Texas”. Which was partially true, he had left earlier that day to fly and see our family in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then with his eyes wide open, he exclaimed “Granddaddy drew a line in the sky just for ME!” Matt and I couldn’t help but agree that Granddaddy did indeed do that just for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he have that child wrapped around his finger or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confident the feeling is mutual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473902916866552898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N_6yNo_BQ9U/S_c1s27ONEI/AAAAAAAABk0/WpWBih-t7Tc/s400/stock-photo--love-you-message-in-the-sky-11994853.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6126850405753192401-3346459240840940068?l=adimpleaday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adimpleaday.blogspot.com/feeds/3346459240840940068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6126850405753192401&amp;postID=3346459240840940068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/3346459240840940068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6126850405753192401/posts/default/3346459240840940068'/><link rel='alternate'
