tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12363039193531954882024-02-07T17:51:58.899-05:00 The Curly Headed BealersMandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09279346434858609517noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-25757862460615062702013-07-17T12:00:00.000-04:002013-07-17T12:00:01.264-04:00Has it been that long?I was realizing that it has been a LONG time since I posted, but I didn't realize HOW long it was. 2011? REALLY!?! Where does the time go? I have plenty of pictures to share, now I have to decide which ones. Many things have happened in these two years. Here are a few...<div>
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Uncle Jon came to visit 6/11</div>
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We had a hurricane 8/11</div>
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Brock went to Preschool 9/11</div>
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Jon got married and we drove out to IL stopping in St.Louis 10/11</div>
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I met Ina May Gaskin! 11/11</div>
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Had a Redneck New Year with the Naylor's 12/11</div>
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Milaya won an award for Epilepsy Awareness 1/12</div>
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I turned "21" and took my kids out of school early to go the beach. (Yes, in January!) </div>
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Brock turned 5!</div>
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Milaya had a cool pinewood derby car and almost won the competition! </div>
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Hali turned 8 and was Baptized in TX by Papa.</div>
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Captain America(Hayden) turned 3! 5/12</div>
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Took Family pics in TX on our visit. </div>
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Went to CANCUN with my husband and attended a DONA Conference. 6/12</div>
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Brock started K</div>
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Hali started 3rd</div>
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Milaya started 5th!! </div>
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Milaya turned 11! </div>
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Went to Montpilier 2/13</div>
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Milaya played soccer this year</div>
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Brock turned 6!</div>
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Hali turned 9 and got boots! ;) </div>
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Hayden turned 4!</div>
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We went to the Children's Museum of Richmond 5/13</div>
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Milaya had a great band concert</div>
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Girls did a great job on their dance recital. </div>
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We had two students from Italy come and stay with us for almost three weeks, the kids were super excited!</div>
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Uncle Mike and family came to visit the day the our Italian girls left with Uncle Jon and Aunt Janet. We had tons of fun for the weekend. </div>
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And the kids in general are growing like weeds! </div>
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I am going to try and get a few pics of each those things up soon. That post will be just pictures probably! </div>
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We also just got back from TX and the kids are staying with Grammie & Papa for a few weeks. I am feeling a little lost with out them, but I have tons of things to do.....as in I am supposed to be writing a Primary Program for September right now instead of blogging!!! So many things to do and it seems so little time. I also am on call right now for a birth. I have been busy with births this past two years as well. Still loving it. I don't know how I do it all, but the more I do the things I am supposed to, the more it works out. I love the gospel and my Heavenly Father and thank Him for all that He has given me. I know that I couldn't do it without him and of course my sweet hubby! I have been blessed. </div>
Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08118056930500256339noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-61368875260108417142011-09-08T09:31:00.000-04:002011-09-08T09:31:56.848-04:00The Bottomless PitI have been reading <a href="http://crappypictures.typepad.com/crappy-pictures/2011/08/my-purse-before-after-kids.html">Parenting Illustrated with Crappy Pictures</a>. It is the funniest.thing.ever! She just blogs about her daily life with her 4 and 2 year old boys. She did a post about the contents of her purse before and after kids and it reminded me of this....<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, if you are ever having a bad day with the kids, just go check out her site and have yourself a good laugh, and know that you are not alone. (even though you may be outnumbered!) </div>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08118056930500256339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-25869438547422413982011-08-29T10:44:00.000-04:002011-08-29T10:44:26.171-04:00Hurricane Irene<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here are some pictures of the aftermath of hurricane Irene.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxaxrvyU3vuH5LVztHr8w-n1A7d9TmtKEh6w4-jGmUvzkXOaoNCC1dd88XFnDTcQhkylWh8eOvbOS3PKXjbv2U1niPOCiC8eqgZuqq-C7uaSuu_GXezSGTSkyoG4facC0fvSREIMheEVM/s1600/IMG_5020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxaxrvyU3vuH5LVztHr8w-n1A7d9TmtKEh6w4-jGmUvzkXOaoNCC1dd88XFnDTcQhkylWh8eOvbOS3PKXjbv2U1niPOCiC8eqgZuqq-C7uaSuu_GXezSGTSkyoG4facC0fvSREIMheEVM/s320/IMG_5020.JPG" width="320" /></a></div> In the above picture you can see 3 of our trees that fell. On the right are 2 trees that were about 10 feet from the side our our house. The top of the tree that goes straight to the left is against the neighbors house. It hit another tree on it's way down and that one is leaning against the neighbor's house. All you can see of the 3rd tree is the root ball. It fell across the road.<br />
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The root ball of the third tree with M standing in front for perspective.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">Milaya: I don't want to eat it.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"><br />
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So, Brock's birthday was in March and we did it at the end of Feb because I had a client due and I didn't want to miss his party! He wanted a Superhero themed party. I tried once again to make a cake that I saw online. Well, now I can't find the link to it anymore. Maybe that isn't such a bad thing ;) Anyway, here is how mine turned out.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So anyway on to the fun stuff. B had some of his little friends over and we had one of my hubby's friends be the "bad guy". He came in dressed in black and threw "bombs" (black water balloons) at the kids to defuse by stepping on them. They also got to decorate their own superhero mask and take it home. Somehow, I didn't get any pictures of them doing that. :(</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXmViVeRKo8wPj5gFviKCisHSo0ykL9lLZ923ta-_LqrSvxvLxRovD1YkjebdhDilVqBGhKX9MN6_ftOb4KzSD2D-2xcqe5_fyoRqrMsFn6cAp_hGjnWUVeN2xtypAcGdYnMhrDekJHrHX/s1600/IMG_4322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXmViVeRKo8wPj5gFviKCisHSo0ykL9lLZ923ta-_LqrSvxvLxRovD1YkjebdhDilVqBGhKX9MN6_ftOb4KzSD2D-2xcqe5_fyoRqrMsFn6cAp_hGjnWUVeN2xtypAcGdYnMhrDekJHrHX/s320/IMG_4322.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinP9QKJY-wuiku4tcP4wb_bb6w7HsQna20ol3TXCg2Zmxs_5dQguEGSy3rtzg9DGbP2GkTN2Qa5G5PFp9US93CnqigphjGUlE9IVtIWENfMGL0KLYViIXwNWucWj2pPN71MLyn7Yi1kS3-/s1600/IMG_4339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinP9QKJY-wuiku4tcP4wb_bb6w7HsQna20ol3TXCg2Zmxs_5dQguEGSy3rtzg9DGbP2GkTN2Qa5G5PFp9US93CnqigphjGUlE9IVtIWENfMGL0KLYViIXwNWucWj2pPN71MLyn7Yi1kS3-/s320/IMG_4339.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Carl knocking the bad guy (A.K.A. Dad) down. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXmO2oSBUUpruItZq2Fq2CE7lUcuB56Q6OcZjOpKxZ3a30yO-VrlDOH_ozH1ZEKDzViOXphiGBWr-rfJtUkTpqkZAedhrJk7e4z02D25_re01K3FdPdPlWJcnGMMFwuyRAgQxQRfiVTiXO/s1600/IMG_4340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXmO2oSBUUpruItZq2Fq2CE7lUcuB56Q6OcZjOpKxZ3a30yO-VrlDOH_ozH1ZEKDzViOXphiGBWr-rfJtUkTpqkZAedhrJk7e4z02D25_re01K3FdPdPlWJcnGMMFwuyRAgQxQRfiVTiXO/s320/IMG_4340.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He was so excited to open his presents and to find all the good stuff he got. Thanks to all. :) Over all, I think we had some pretty happy superheros on our hands! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSiPl2tg21RV_HScB9sMXZMuXWXBsfsnBexcEQRa0W8CTtM9uqAXRTCwW45hINtQLaoWX9xLfSAxmSjL76nz949WAn02TP93ClrQT4oMzG0DrOpIkIKs1euFHfEM-LrUhCrGkOA00stF3_/s1600/IMG_4349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSiPl2tg21RV_HScB9sMXZMuXWXBsfsnBexcEQRa0W8CTtM9uqAXRTCwW45hINtQLaoWX9xLfSAxmSjL76nz949WAn02TP93ClrQT4oMzG0DrOpIkIKs1euFHfEM-LrUhCrGkOA00stF3_/s320/IMG_4349.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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So, it is February already and a lot has happened. I had a birth at the beginning of January. Went great. Mom and baby are doing well. I had a birthday, went on a date with my hubby to an Italian place for lunch. SOOO GOOD! I could eat there every day if my budget allowed. Got a new calling at church to teach in Primary with Brian. Met with more clients. Went to a Hypnobirthing class. Then proceeded to catch the flu and have it pass to everyone in my family but one. That was one expensive week! We spent $350 just on Tamiflu. It helped and is continuing to help. I got it first then two days later Brock and Brian. Two days after that, Hayden. Then two days after that, Hali! CRAZY! I am so glad that Milaya hasn't gotten it. I hope that she doesn't. It is really frustrating to have sick kids and be sick yourself. Oh well, I know...suck it up!<br />
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Anywho, we are all getting better. So I am just going to put up some random pics of the past few months. I will probably do a separate post for Christmas pics.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOf3rJUSfMNlSmgvUGxyEKhSiG-t1Kt0w6deV1Z5Jhyphenhyphen1-80kz1bmyCVdi4D9rdW6sP_t2hgbXfwOO3dC4KQDyicKzre2Ix7ajvvkwYnHCNLC8KqPtikng0waco-cOwxEfXhOERcft8I5sN/s1600/IMG_3924.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOf3rJUSfMNlSmgvUGxyEKhSiG-t1Kt0w6deV1Z5Jhyphenhyphen1-80kz1bmyCVdi4D9rdW6sP_t2hgbXfwOO3dC4KQDyicKzre2Ix7ajvvkwYnHCNLC8KqPtikng0waco-cOwxEfXhOERcft8I5sN/s320/IMG_3924.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Yes, he is in the dryer. What possessed them to do that I have no idea. At least they can't reach the button to turn it on. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1FXxt-g-gwmrRT8UzB4VEwyJCsdFyylW7HeFVnrmuYgItLUjiJfW1rbZN2nZq-SDkdOx1o1NdarRLFREdMKDzRt5vXXfCwNl64nmFXF4txMqdIc-ZtDsrNMLtxjtD0aTOt6Oz4Xx2EyXQ/s1600/IMG_3935.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1FXxt-g-gwmrRT8UzB4VEwyJCsdFyylW7HeFVnrmuYgItLUjiJfW1rbZN2nZq-SDkdOx1o1NdarRLFREdMKDzRt5vXXfCwNl64nmFXF4txMqdIc-ZtDsrNMLtxjtD0aTOt6Oz4Xx2EyXQ/s320/IMG_3935.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFvSiv5lfxsCHN1LCKTB_-Mtn48TElZ-I70F3JmAo6uZDgCCdDGI-w08QKSW6qyPEI5VbNH3qdl8VpvrBKU5cCj1CLmG8Esx01bCIMJ9TOE9sT7pRQXILz1D6xb9bj6NgqlzxVgO3x4H67/s1600/IMG_3961.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFvSiv5lfxsCHN1LCKTB_-Mtn48TElZ-I70F3JmAo6uZDgCCdDGI-w08QKSW6qyPEI5VbNH3qdl8VpvrBKU5cCj1CLmG8Esx01bCIMJ9TOE9sT7pRQXILz1D6xb9bj6NgqlzxVgO3x4H67/s320/IMG_3961.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I don't remember why I put the skirt on him, but it was funny to see Brian's reaction to it! <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Hmmm...maybe that is why I did it! ;) I wore that skirt when I was like 5. He isn't quite two. Sad. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigrV7ZJ2l33Jlo5EaSKNGLyK8Cur1xgq6QAVMEJYEzYPZFukhODD518-A0W_oGQkaAqRkizjKGnms4ZXaLWEsuK0V4hREA4TX_Tf-KvXBYE9sTzgIZdx74h3YPBrk3Q2khG3hJCA3ZlWop/s1600/IMG_3965.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigrV7ZJ2l33Jlo5EaSKNGLyK8Cur1xgq6QAVMEJYEzYPZFukhODD518-A0W_oGQkaAqRkizjKGnms4ZXaLWEsuK0V4hREA4TX_Tf-KvXBYE9sTzgIZdx74h3YPBrk3Q2khG3hJCA3ZlWop/s320/IMG_3965.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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I had the windows open and kept hearing things. Looked out the back porch window and saw this. DANG SQUIRRELS! They crawl across the screened in porch all of the time! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7j4moTJ9axJmAnE-Q1PHE-Pl6Ek5YQq59mkLyQlMk-70_AECrafx_JgH7BPyDSA4AJXAIClHCzwbUUE0S5-SgR9CKbjLXE51SrezI-GjVy8ZUGV8rPGsoByeO8UdaWPEFr3GWQV1LmzDI/s1600/IMG_4002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7j4moTJ9axJmAnE-Q1PHE-Pl6Ek5YQq59mkLyQlMk-70_AECrafx_JgH7BPyDSA4AJXAIClHCzwbUUE0S5-SgR9CKbjLXE51SrezI-GjVy8ZUGV8rPGsoByeO8UdaWPEFr3GWQV1LmzDI/s320/IMG_4002.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Again...isn't he just the cutest! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwMqVQ84Qz5SnPW34sj5-I6A_c6uZHtxnU6cDJD-8IrnxAvDJ5GkdbScIhe7u_UsUZcrp9G3SjSrPyo2gJJZxukKMl3bGCgTqgqDm_Fn6_NItRWXzT1263OtlZpf2cRQHC3DWSF0YhIhnQ/s1600/IMG_4015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwMqVQ84Qz5SnPW34sj5-I6A_c6uZHtxnU6cDJD-8IrnxAvDJ5GkdbScIhe7u_UsUZcrp9G3SjSrPyo2gJJZxukKMl3bGCgTqgqDm_Fn6_NItRWXzT1263OtlZpf2cRQHC3DWSF0YhIhnQ/s320/IMG_4015.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">His new eyebrow trick. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-DgDRu1ScoctALMiPYu3vFB_nkEj1mR51-JcC2_gCHbxWq-zttHvWjBnh5P9eeN6jG52GCzEwpBbixRsT73k-FU3DbRLBjcO643Ky-a_nkh7H7502VPLfRxxE60SQ0UZUPMfhr2F5lN6a/s1600/IMG_4025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-DgDRu1ScoctALMiPYu3vFB_nkEj1mR51-JcC2_gCHbxWq-zttHvWjBnh5P9eeN6jG52GCzEwpBbixRsT73k-FU3DbRLBjcO643Ky-a_nkh7H7502VPLfRxxE60SQ0UZUPMfhr2F5lN6a/s320/IMG_4025.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Drop your sword! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJXt5_JXaBKZL_KjczWq96I_gGhGHShzpbU9Wi65pmSnwkqu3XT9ZhxgXSfCCNr_c0Dt5brDwwlea43HBV8fkFVB91JgL-ytJEOu2zm0WsP1cr1LTXlbV2urA6j4GEIf4bWVkLhcgd8MFs/s1600/IMG_4036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJXt5_JXaBKZL_KjczWq96I_gGhGHShzpbU9Wi65pmSnwkqu3XT9ZhxgXSfCCNr_c0Dt5brDwwlea43HBV8fkFVB91JgL-ytJEOu2zm0WsP1cr1LTXlbV2urA6j4GEIf4bWVkLhcgd8MFs/s320/IMG_4036.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I love my chicken...gotta have my chicken! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoneR_E6vmlN3SpsyOTML2s27mufk5xRHIS9WSZlk2s4N8q7JEJIB6oy1W3q1mC0Vg983jXMuEQgUI-HsKNM6Jtoj527le9cWMxS1mS2kIRdCDBfbJ8chNUbPL-Cy8J2nMhtZ3-VWsxHnc/s1600/IMG_4044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoneR_E6vmlN3SpsyOTML2s27mufk5xRHIS9WSZlk2s4N8q7JEJIB6oy1W3q1mC0Vg983jXMuEQgUI-HsKNM6Jtoj527le9cWMxS1mS2kIRdCDBfbJ8chNUbPL-Cy8J2nMhtZ3-VWsxHnc/s320/IMG_4044.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Milaya helping clean up the leaves in the yard. She was so excited to use the blower. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMFPy3FCUz1kUPMEtTQehbB1a492hXszFxIFaL9wKygzYdtU_HSm8QHskHoon-eHStQQ1F_Ik4PbgK7B_MKg5gW6csyYkfEWn3gEAqHOmeE4HdFjxv0hyphenhyphenAsbL9sgxOsaQfznVPw7ijpl-z/s1600/IMG_3980.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMFPy3FCUz1kUPMEtTQehbB1a492hXszFxIFaL9wKygzYdtU_HSm8QHskHoon-eHStQQ1F_Ik4PbgK7B_MKg5gW6csyYkfEWn3gEAqHOmeE4HdFjxv0hyphenhyphenAsbL9sgxOsaQfznVPw7ijpl-z/s320/IMG_3980.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Cheese! </div>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08118056930500256339noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-58391631514973670452010-12-31T20:53:00.000-05:002010-12-31T20:53:05.805-05:00Happy New Year!Hayden wishes y'all a Happy New Year!<br />
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<object height="385" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QFPOlBcTcR0?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QFPOlBcTcR0?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00367405696501929392noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-62373658256476433892010-12-19T21:26:00.000-05:002010-12-19T21:26:43.743-05:00To play or not to play?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNN0DWP7jb4hxSsT0NFa288_7-Kno-TMaAbwQ3yzuU-MPvLw22gf1hKWAf8P5dv6XPFiL9M-1HW3yQ-HrGMKWK_CrzhBZORI94WMTg9QHEkVcHC_-Wm31ebzVoB1QB44PSYlahZumxRIwS/s1600/Jun_9_2010_5664.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNN0DWP7jb4hxSsT0NFa288_7-Kno-TMaAbwQ3yzuU-MPvLw22gf1hKWAf8P5dv6XPFiL9M-1HW3yQ-HrGMKWK_CrzhBZORI94WMTg9QHEkVcHC_-Wm31ebzVoB1QB44PSYlahZumxRIwS/s320/Jun_9_2010_5664.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;">Photograph by Milaya Bealer on my Droid phone </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">As I was reading a blog that I look at quite a bit lately, I saw this post by Miss Mustard Seed about <a href="http://missmustardseed.blogspot.com/2010/12/raising-creative-kid.html">Raising Creative Children.</a> Brian and I have been trying to get Milaya to practice her piano and enjoy doing it. She HATES to practice. Throws a fit every time we say it is time to practice. She is really good and can even play some things by ear, but she gets so frustrated. Then we get frustrated with her because she is being too hard on herself. She is good. Why can't she see that? We tell her that, her teacher tells her that. I just hope that as a parent I haven't failed in teaching her that she doesn't have to be perfect. So hence the reference to Miss Mustard Seed. I think that she did WAY too much. Her parents must have been COMPLETELY EXHAUSTED! But she did have a good point that her parents wanted her to try different things. She didn't have to be <i>good</i> at them, they just wanted her to <i>try</i>. That is all that we want for Milaya. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">She begged to let me let her take ballet when she was younger...I did. Then she wanted to quit halfway through the year saying she was "bored". So I got tired of the throwing fits and whining, so I let her quit. Then last year she BEGGED me to let her play the piano. We enrolled her in lessons and she was cruising through the books doing really well. Then after one year she wanted to quit. We didn't let her. Now we are going through the same thing of not wanting to practice, crying at the piano, sulking and wasting her practice time, begging me to let her quit. We have tried setting a specific time for her to practice and that hasn't worked. We have tried to reward her with money if she practices. That didn't/isn't working. She really wants an Ipod or mp3 player and we have discussed that as a reward at the end of the year. Something to be working towards. That doesn't seem to be working either. We have asked her why she wants to quit and we get the same answer....it's boring.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean, <strike>I want to ring her little neck,</strike> I love her so much, but <i>geez louise</i>! I remember taking piano when I was young so I called my mom the other day and asked her if I ever did that. She said sometimes. I remember not liking to practice. Now I wish I would have practiced. I wish I would have stuck with it. I can sit down and pick things out, but I can't play well. I chose another path. Dance. She said that I never complained about going to dance class. I never felt that way. I loved it. One day I hope to find out what that one thing is for her so she can start to develop her talents that I know she has. </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Brian even asked his mom (since she teaches piano) of what to do. I think that she had some great suggestions on what to try next. At this point I am willing to try anything to just get her to practice and try. Here are some things that she suggested.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">*Is she getting too many songs to practice?</div><div style="text-align: center;">*Is there something bothering her about the lessons or learning to play?</div><div style="text-align: center;">*Maybe we need to let her take a break and revisit the issue when she is older.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> * play through their songs 3 times each every day. </div><div style="text-align: center;">*have them play one song each day 3 X then the next day play another song 3 times. ( The trick is is have them practice a little every day for short periods of time so that it establishes a routine. </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> Can I just say that I LOVE MY MOTHER IN LAW! She said some things that made complete sense. Hopefully we can try these things and it will make a difference. Like she said too...I just want them to have a love of playing the piano and an appreciation of music. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> That is all that I wish for you sweetheart. I love you. </div><div style="text-align: center;"> But the question is still there...to <strike>make her</strike> play or not to play? </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwOsG3zzrmTCg6zwuJPMvlynFhTp_oAiDirlKNcru3F_rRESfbYYQDmkRIKn46BT1iWnG9gSrxK1ioYyfn1Sg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">This is Milaya playing "Fur Elise" by ear. After hearing me play it. She has also figured out part of the theme song to Harry Potter. </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxAgJpr7vFbM1M8MziXJTKy42hKOB5e5tNTunrAeX9Quf676Ah2NJmkaq2ydDvt73eN694t_ow0N7LJnzLCdw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00367405696501929392noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-3450375485931137132010-01-31T20:53:00.009-05:002010-01-31T21:40:06.347-05:00Snow FunWe got some snow on Friday and the kids were so excited to go and play in it! <span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">I</span> </span>even went out and played in it (which I normally don't do!) We broke out the sand toys and used them in the snow! I got some saucer/sleds for the kids, but I had no idea where we were going to use them. So we found the next best thing...the ditch! Hey it worked...they had fun. <span style="font-size:78%;">There were so many pics that we took, it is always so hard to decide which ones to use...therefore, there are lots on this post! </span><br /><br />Milaya drew a smiley face for dad on his car.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgt-wZcsuBtBPdVQTR1NjGvxTPNLH0tu45m9pWVK7kjtWTt2hAndYWBsO1Cm3ptGILSe8Os6HZ8jKed-GGvT_9tgPxL8dFkVNvWNPkoOa-kcK4_TRsPw53HCnr0dH9feEkomzV1_1UzKqe/s1600-h/IMG_1789-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgt-wZcsuBtBPdVQTR1NjGvxTPNLH0tu45m9pWVK7kjtWTt2hAndYWBsO1Cm3ptGILSe8Os6HZ8jKed-GGvT_9tgPxL8dFkVNvWNPkoOa-kcK4_TRsPw53HCnr0dH9feEkomzV1_1UzKqe/s200/IMG_1789-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433091414164101746" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGNeJHObuD4PmZ-SHDu4_ub2sUn3WhmFJ0CPc8abq4T0_LXeTSbX35jshCX9VqX_auy7bxYIAG0AvZK9yTNj05MKV9HAJoTDISLqOGzQTcSx_QUo2wy94xKO1BW7t2RAD4ZBJooKisgkA-/s1600-h/IMG_1797-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGNeJHObuD4PmZ-SHDu4_ub2sUn3WhmFJ0CPc8abq4T0_LXeTSbX35jshCX9VqX_auy7bxYIAG0AvZK9yTNj05MKV9HAJoTDISLqOGzQTcSx_QUo2wy94xKO1BW7t2RAD4ZBJooKisgkA-/s200/IMG_1797-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433091432813227986" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghIuCQk9B3pAyb-qtL4nMQ1dRYYFaipJNkTNx0nRrWQv3cJdI733msS5P3OcVIOV3enWHz1vMHEc3tLMRiEkSxNK9L0rZlPhOFObqbymmp1elkEKmLTGBtRS0A8BMHnN00ZP1LahwqcfAa/s1600-h/IMG_1795-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghIuCQk9B3pAyb-qtL4nMQ1dRYYFaipJNkTNx0nRrWQv3cJdI733msS5P3OcVIOV3enWHz1vMHEc3tLMRiEkSxNK9L0rZlPhOFObqbymmp1elkEKmLTGBtRS0A8BMHnN00ZP1LahwqcfAa/s200/IMG_1795-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433091431078217266" border="0" /></a><br />Brock shoveling snow on people.<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Me and Milaya about to slide. It was so funny because it wasn't that deep, but you went down and then went back up backwards in the ditch. </span><br />1. Pick a spot<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhf-XhqQGnkoYdo8c5A28zt2h98hSqTCvEmt8gOqrZPbV-3fPOfdNPpgOi3TnqmHZ9DGkdQ4GKqNe0zzn63i5c_DA3vOMmaA7MVP8rX9soulXTdk7-7rED-TT_JiNtsFKKuf_rIVxIIqbD/s1600-h/IMG_1825-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhf-XhqQGnkoYdo8c5A28zt2h98hSqTCvEmt8gOqrZPbV-3fPOfdNPpgOi3TnqmHZ9DGkdQ4GKqNe0zzn63i5c_DA3vOMmaA7MVP8rX9soulXTdk7-7rED-TT_JiNtsFKKuf_rIVxIIqbD/s200/IMG_1825-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433092978360695218" border="0" /></a><br />2. prepare for take-off<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMfElGdFs_l2R-4yfQbi5JM2QITYmXXnEiOGEA7g3Pk-qUeOnUdQC6xeH204XNTkrvN_Z0qNsvLc093IO-KJ0jSclzbpbRYTKn2vLEDbyLj1BcisvRCyecEcBV3o-CBUTez5TyM2ozgtC1/s1600-h/IMG_1826-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMfElGdFs_l2R-4yfQbi5JM2QITYmXXnEiOGEA7g3Pk-qUeOnUdQC6xeH204XNTkrvN_Z0qNsvLc093IO-KJ0jSclzbpbRYTKn2vLEDbyLj1BcisvRCyecEcBV3o-CBUTez5TyM2ozgtC1/s200/IMG_1826-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433093226342742050" border="0" /></a><br />3. Weeeee....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaJvmGHqz2PPrg5gAfYJ9AF7hxNLzAbUPSmS1wKJCco7AXRHYHPGiVOEcfx46pYbDaNu394BCQ_fE5_9-zQrDhSGql8gafjsNYFlQS6BEzRMufajVuSmeMYRKxzfnRjVZYHakTPU-BdDZu/s1600-h/IMG_1827-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaJvmGHqz2PPrg5gAfYJ9AF7hxNLzAbUPSmS1wKJCco7AXRHYHPGiVOEcfx46pYbDaNu394BCQ_fE5_9-zQrDhSGql8gafjsNYFlQS6BEzRMufajVuSmeMYRKxzfnRjVZYHakTPU-BdDZu/s200/IMG_1827-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433093230826180498" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Yes, I am only a head taller than my 8 year old. </span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWynWJn_KNnFaLCBIq0eUvT9SpqbpiBkVAq66QjM0S9NN6JQJzCf7zIpCV14dCQqt-yVE2ScrEey1_C9pHHbQogXUXWoKugX17JaXD58bTC5nocrsCNzUPnflYHUsHpVEHXaiCX6wcnp1-/s1600-h/IMG_1824-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWynWJn_KNnFaLCBIq0eUvT9SpqbpiBkVAq66QjM0S9NN6JQJzCf7zIpCV14dCQqt-yVE2ScrEey1_C9pHHbQogXUXWoKugX17JaXD58bTC5nocrsCNzUPnflYHUsHpVEHXaiCX6wcnp1-/s200/IMG_1824-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433092977264814034" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">One of the times we found Hali in the snow. The next one is what we found when she got out of the snow.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWtFZYqWL9FmUasL4yDZJVmy7Js8pNchNI949KvDaJIVvko8mlQUDzPj53a7ig8ZhLkPy1d46PmPaXUyI1XcMYoSRa1CjfcdKeZymGwav9wcjn5Jn0L1p3Fy6UcA9JAhxvaH3Rg7H9KmtN/s1600-h/IMG_1817-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWtFZYqWL9FmUasL4yDZJVmy7Js8pNchNI949KvDaJIVvko8mlQUDzPj53a7ig8ZhLkPy1d46PmPaXUyI1XcMYoSRa1CjfcdKeZymGwav9wcjn5Jn0L1p3Fy6UcA9JAhxvaH3Rg7H9KmtN/s200/IMG_1817-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433092965509161858" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtnttafERSCBpaolfjCtpk2t9MDVqtKyJbysJ4Dp3GoLjMkoDBeL5KCZ2TFVW9zSPyABHQzdJO61K45cFKAqg7tYHkju1hUJ7gTl_iEJFHucxsI-hdBS4fRpD0woRz9Jb_sUIpxBF990jn/s1600-h/IMG_1823-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtnttafERSCBpaolfjCtpk2t9MDVqtKyJbysJ4Dp3GoLjMkoDBeL5KCZ2TFVW9zSPyABHQzdJO61K45cFKAqg7tYHkju1hUJ7gTl_iEJFHucxsI-hdBS4fRpD0woRz9Jb_sUIpxBF990jn/s200/IMG_1823-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433092972767804162" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">She kept saying, "my bum is freezing!" Now we know why! She had ice all down her pants, poor baby! </span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih1HZAOp0yRYifDofHSKQL117_1rlKFtupapXJBICXxBJ-FkBeFuLb6P1rnjvTH1QNYuT5LVGZg3L8CDGeKOHItiGLCc-MwMRDIfP41loy1_9WwKhEBYoNdqP0lWFbL5eqBs-BqVvuMuV0/s1600-h/IMG_1822-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih1HZAOp0yRYifDofHSKQL117_1rlKFtupapXJBICXxBJ-FkBeFuLb6P1rnjvTH1QNYuT5LVGZg3L8CDGeKOHItiGLCc-MwMRDIfP41loy1_9WwKhEBYoNdqP0lWFbL5eqBs-BqVvuMuV0/s200/IMG_1822-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433092967586463842" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Bad attempt to do a self portrait of all of us!<br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO0WvC6mJUnHVozK4QtbxITG_c0BZMQIz00pIiannuFq-opGQNXBFtzSqNmXfCO6ycwTornT6oD2M3XRwHsTq1grwJNOfa5O2tkFMX3dkplMzRU5J3x6ESgDAaBifk0DydJzuVYiJnQlX3/s1600-h/IMG_1813-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE9w_cWDwHN4cYNPWuuCCZXXFm5JBm7osbLAEHK7LatZeG_QBkAn-jqZez2z8omBjDHylDdHUgUjop45lY6Jirgpy-QpzKPqSLR6bMDxBKORP6ksz55SUKEFk5p7kyQOaRUiZV0cVbS0ce/s200/IMG_1794-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433091421871214786" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Our picnic table on the side of our house. </span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg5_mGeXecbGQZuLb75EAxZbXlrXovcXdkIsduh9Om4wMLSjKWg90k0eMBZh4GJnjo28l1o9Hhw0U_zprQ689oBjje7VGG9NsGFWYCBaEOhpvkIDDFCnI2dOcklWWBtj4_0JwPQ9IxOPoL/s1600-h/IMG_1810-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg5_mGeXecbGQZuLb75EAxZbXlrXovcXdkIsduh9Om4wMLSjKWg90k0eMBZh4GJnjo28l1o9Hhw0U_zprQ689oBjje7VGG9NsGFWYCBaEOhpvkIDDFCnI2dOcklWWBtj4_0JwPQ9IxOPoL/s200/IMG_1810-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433092652652244610" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiglconcWspdWKDvnmJ9z6JaKhyQlA3hn_GUeZJIx5wSdms191_WvvFqlXD7rf0i26LKcMMjimSpF2g9i1elFTn_HSX3o8lAEi7F-gV2qMXGeHuJPhdDgQ6Ko3yQIQvE5IUKnqiotP2bphv/s1600-h/IMG_1804-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdelF_-ZGjpWwdd4W2zXdyIdAsNEI1Rs8pkhFLjDDNhUHEZrsTs7PKwO3Wf710uWIoQqWug41MsYmC2xMjJRS7WrvYsO0_tfjuGYjY4jYkk1eFJPkt1OiL7fqJxDMn5gNkFqdKsdut91_E/s200/IMG_1828-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433093232298775650" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiH2kVnVhdCag5-uACVswYSzEBhDVUGPDy502vg1xhx6he5llmdHpln104YhFUFDJuIOfJdKVJ_g9PRKtHlH38CeCEFIl751I8F6fj141m_dvSecv1aNhKaUprrzyXIl_HplrWOiEgcDGU/s1600-h/IMG_1830-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiH2kVnVhdCag5-uACVswYSzEBhDVUGPDy502vg1xhx6he5llmdHpln104YhFUFDJuIOfJdKVJ_g9PRKtHlH38CeCEFIl751I8F6fj141m_dvSecv1aNhKaUprrzyXIl_HplrWOiEgcDGU/s200/IMG_1830-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433093237042079970" border="0" /></a><br />Hali was so cold and miserable when she came in. She warmed up with some hot chocolate though.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp-hZYnutcmVKvEgCz0NnCJUyG_RKBvuU9DWD3DMfIWbndKpQ4UmwoZhzBGHssyn3pAaqo-kEcor0t9D_c7J1hVdUSs1Xn188pDXSYYHVtFZmhw6mlG_IyiXn5ycmFOmeb9ELM50vyYdt8/s1600-h/IMG_1831-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp-hZYnutcmVKvEgCz0NnCJUyG_RKBvuU9DWD3DMfIWbndKpQ4UmwoZhzBGHssyn3pAaqo-kEcor0t9D_c7J1hVdUSs1Xn188pDXSYYHVtFZmhw6mlG_IyiXn5ycmFOmeb9ELM50vyYdt8/s200/IMG_1831-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433093242792650322" border="0" /></a><br />Rosy little cheeks!<br /><a aiotitle="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZKV589467SywQh1D6PEM3-0pXKUd7uuLduJl57GfhS7tkEeI31S8GGgJj67uuIWTixv4cGNaFrVjCMHZV2Aiai42KG4GdAaQ8Qzh1VZFXol0sRSUA9ji8cA-G3CxVlV61WQs0YVCXVhTy/s1600-h/IMG_1832-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZKV589467SywQh1D6PEM3-0pXKUd7uuLduJl57GfhS7tkEeI31S8GGgJj67uuIWTixv4cGNaFrVjCMHZV2Aiai42KG4GdAaQ8Qzh1VZFXol0sRSUA9ji8cA-G3CxVlV61WQs0YVCXVhTy/s200/IMG_1832-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433093350315324242" border="0" /></a>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09279346434858609517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-15480911403619738832010-01-03T13:27:00.002-05:002010-01-03T13:34:19.397-05:00CalendarI recently went to a <a href="http://heritagemakers.com">Heritage Makers</a> party, which is an online/digital scrapbooking company. They have tons of papers, embellishments and things that you can choose to put on your pages. It was a little overwhelming at first, but once I figured out how to use it, it was so fun. I never thought that I would be into the digital scrapbooking, but it was fun. I still like the hands on stuff too. So anyway, here is my project that I did for Brian's parents and then the second one is for my parents. They are pretty much the same, with a few minor changes. Brian's family is quite a bit bigger than mine!<br /><br /><br />Bealer Family<br /><a href="http://www.heritagemakers.com/projectBrowserStandAlone.cfm?projectId=1175968&productId=31&projectSponsor=392057">http://www.heritagemakers.com/projectBrowserStandAlone.cfm?projectId=1175968&productId=31&projectSponsor=392057</a><br /><br />Welch Family<br /><a href="http://www.heritagemakers.com/projectBrowserStandAlone.cfm?projectId=1182946&productId=31&projectSponsor=392057">http://www.heritagemakers.com/projectBrowserStandAlone.cfm?projectId=1182946&productId=31&projectSponsor=392057</a>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09279346434858609517noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-75185648811506777492009-11-13T14:15:00.001-05:002009-11-13T14:15:55.736-05:00Can his eyes be any bigger?I just love this picture of him, even though he isn't smiling, I love how big his eyes are. That is the comment we get all of the time about him. (We got that with Hali too...and he favors Hali the most)<br /><br />More to come later...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqIfSq7sX7bUfimIWOJJk4_vGlgyh38jQW-aJyn35T8HQQd6meg1nRLhbIAt3K33aE9dqdlMeglX0zfZGl4PTn5QBWtnjogPV4Cn9KNTvFlK9AwvrMYL5_8GGv9b00IYSe9HskP41g7iE/s1600-h/IMG_1100.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqIfSq7sX7bUfimIWOJJk4_vGlgyh38jQW-aJyn35T8HQQd6meg1nRLhbIAt3K33aE9dqdlMeglX0zfZGl4PTn5QBWtnjogPV4Cn9KNTvFlK9AwvrMYL5_8GGv9b00IYSe9HskP41g7iE/s320/IMG_1100.JPG" border="0" /></a>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09279346434858609517noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-16851501011934682382009-10-13T11:39:00.006-04:002009-10-13T12:31:32.016-04:00Our HouseSo I am finally getting to put some pics of the house. We are just renting it, but when I first came out here to look at houses the one I wanted looked just like this one. But it had a HUGE fenced in back yard that would have been perfect, but the owner's father stepped in and was being a little unreasonable so needless to say, we didn't get the house. But this house is in the same neighborhood, same layout, nice and quiet culdesac. It is 1768 sf, with 4 br, 2 ba, 1 car garage. It has a cute screened in porch on the back. There isn't much of a back yard, but we have a little side yard and the front yard. The kids like to ride their bikes in the driveway and down the street. I love the privacy and the fact that I don't have neighbors below or above us!!!! WHOOO HOOOO! So all the noise that is made is ours. That I can handle...sometimes. ;) It obviously isn't my dream home, but it works for us now and is great. I am very grateful to have it be our home. And the price isn't too bad either.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmP0qGbtWQB7EH9EOqjHgv9_8FJWdFr6JoYR0aHxkWy7IyYeGdeDJZUF5QmkGaSyeu9xaHrbna491LOU0Fk4ts9bvPXj5eLKvek5fXUisQ5-WIiHvGxpXBFIcwoiycaPsk0wwogKzQp8uT/s1600-h/IMG_0765-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmP0qGbtWQB7EH9EOqjHgv9_8FJWdFr6JoYR0aHxkWy7IyYeGdeDJZUF5QmkGaSyeu9xaHrbna491LOU0Fk4ts9bvPXj5eLKvek5fXUisQ5-WIiHvGxpXBFIcwoiycaPsk0wwogKzQp8uT/s200/IMG_0765-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392117379892898098" border="0" /></a><br />My cute red door...needs to be repainted, but that isn't our job and they are stingy. ;) And it wouldn't be my door if it didn't have my "Texan Spoken Here" sign. That is how people say they know it is my house! Thanks Mom and Dad.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKWSKqY_PuCCrqR_6A2MCQDKo3u8mPMq7aXkWMLFhhTqJ-EFhbibF2OBBScP8b9Q8AF_0TEYFP8zlQLcIpa0bbpLKnLYw76pl1tFwoqoBaNHsFGVotEDkh4OWLvPE2exvPucJfkBoSSGUj/s1600-h/IMG_0764-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKWSKqY_PuCCrqR_6A2MCQDKo3u8mPMq7aXkWMLFhhTqJ-EFhbibF2OBBScP8b9Q8AF_0TEYFP8zlQLcIpa0bbpLKnLYw76pl1tFwoqoBaNHsFGVotEDkh4OWLvPE2exvPucJfkBoSSGUj/s200/IMG_0764-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392117373649046082" border="0" /></a><br />This is the view from the main street as you are driving up to the house. We are on the corner of two streets. The bus stops right here so I LOVE IT!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzumgeD7Wa3_w_ccHESobaAfdq_M_hU3HyrXun3tPNTGuvSUuKetzX5IZhN8R3cYfdk5BetGLPAiiatJp8U_5rt2rEULGPTo-F6G_S015cUBhcSQCytd9USs15enLAV2JSbGtkjukbiYfa/s1600-h/IMG_0771-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzumgeD7Wa3_w_ccHESobaAfdq_M_hU3HyrXun3tPNTGuvSUuKetzX5IZhN8R3cYfdk5BetGLPAiiatJp8U_5rt2rEULGPTo-F6G_S015cUBhcSQCytd9USs15enLAV2JSbGtkjukbiYfa/s200/IMG_0771-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392117258680532946" border="0" /></a><br />This is the end of our property line.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6nQt5RZyqxjyovuxVM-7Ia7SrfxnJghUW-TsXEc8PKyDLJsvx5eBzFqUS5Nqx22DonAw_LEFlyIeVWOkShxVaaEO8pUrKniUkyAy7n-CDu_vobO4PyljjKcKdzAIbctPwNPXhCmp9vmvm/s1600-h/IMG_0770-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6nQt5RZyqxjyovuxVM-7Ia7SrfxnJghUW-TsXEc8PKyDLJsvx5eBzFqUS5Nqx22DonAw_LEFlyIeVWOkShxVaaEO8pUrKniUkyAy7n-CDu_vobO4PyljjKcKdzAIbctPwNPXhCmp9vmvm/s200/IMG_0770-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392117248643119314" border="0" /></a><br />Facing house on the left.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh773npOPgNrUs6o9bNIX2WcQhXFhMDHoKTv1ICKGXGagr0qUyb0mZyeXBHJ1kPkQgbR0U0nAQvu4QSc3bQ-qhlTo6yrAAMv-XMcKjE-6aXOfK6AOaEymcpZeg7-gs15uXlY_mp9EIZTUk/s1600-h/IMG_0768-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh773npOPgNrUs6o9bNIX2WcQhXFhMDHoKTv1ICKGXGagr0qUyb0mZyeXBHJ1kPkQgbR0U0nAQvu4QSc3bQ-qhlTo6yrAAMv-XMcKjE-6aXOfK6AOaEymcpZeg7-gs15uXlY_mp9EIZTUk/s200/IMG_0768-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392117243427147522" border="0" /></a><br />Front yard, lots of shade and squirrels eating pine cones on the porch!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmpV48F1wCxRLXdWOg8zQ8LhpB155HpkTmETmufEOrya0VtZsXTuH-eDxyZEUkccZ92VWEvtytTDC9qT3IpXKFkeZpogG2B3imPPpWWdT0WrrBdceZuQOfhlpT-Ke1zcG92ymzxgsPgmWr/s1600-h/IMG_0767-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmpV48F1wCxRLXdWOg8zQ8LhpB155HpkTmETmufEOrya0VtZsXTuH-eDxyZEUkccZ92VWEvtytTDC9qT3IpXKFkeZpogG2B3imPPpWWdT0WrrBdceZuQOfhlpT-Ke1zcG92ymzxgsPgmWr/s200/IMG_0767-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392117233493841634" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB4mYfaUwzOGmDPADxo1avxnCj19S78_xA2tMU-eMKYiC2N6jXl16MdhKFPfdGCsUh6uF6OZmXzJHYx6r0cYqmnV7mzKOuNg-T9jEwGSAKLRSSXLMH3Q_pXDzhgmEdxRIT2RpoGkpe6xOk/s1600-h/IMG_0766-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB4mYfaUwzOGmDPADxo1avxnCj19S78_xA2tMU-eMKYiC2N6jXl16MdhKFPfdGCsUh6uF6OZmXzJHYx6r0cYqmnV7mzKOuNg-T9jEwGSAKLRSSXLMH3Q_pXDzhgmEdxRIT2RpoGkpe6xOk/s200/IMG_0766-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392117227215619666" border="0" /></a><br />Left side of house. I took the picture crooked, the house isn't that crooked! There was a little blue truck in my way.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1ghsLiJlIMCDF936UVBYqoalkt2qzYAiwFjet8ngiwPlVyPqt8NwlMitRv9dTfuHtLqZj-zGFH4vAE-R6b_q3KeWIdkxqlrpFeIEywHuvWqmKC58UX2vMJ7SjnjXWC5HW9k_gGMJH9Cgy/s1600-h/IMG_0772-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1ghsLiJlIMCDF936UVBYqoalkt2qzYAiwFjet8ngiwPlVyPqt8NwlMitRv9dTfuHtLqZj-zGFH4vAE-R6b_q3KeWIdkxqlrpFeIEywHuvWqmKC58UX2vMJ7SjnjXWC5HW9k_gGMJH9Cgy/s200/IMG_0772-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392116868771950386" border="0" /></a><br />Living room from front door by stairs.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJVZz6FAUB0a2lFYshthHMQQiDcAAtT6-X8AWwv32pzBQWoKXN8HA4xI3D0dMyLk0Cc5i1iIBV9H6pRaXK7hgbIA9by7m80SedaU7UfO7mAeGsksz9VunDcgjgt4TE8lfSrILOr3vVxHUb/s1600-h/IMG_0792-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJVZz6FAUB0a2lFYshthHMQQiDcAAtT6-X8AWwv32pzBQWoKXN8HA4xI3D0dMyLk0Cc5i1iIBV9H6pRaXK7hgbIA9by7m80SedaU7UfO7mAeGsksz9VunDcgjgt4TE8lfSrILOr3vVxHUb/s200/IMG_0792-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392116894122418466" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSW-YvaSHrl3KnUecO30cEiFhzA069B7pxZgz7m2ZZ2v0jHuJOhWqN9sHja_7GFP70ocdmUs5J6uSuba8ig-gDHjUBabzUBwpMusgJDwGwldtH7GTPWMT2XhkTnsob7OWxfsLZniYrz-gs/s1600-h/IMG_0791-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSW-YvaSHrl3KnUecO30cEiFhzA069B7pxZgz7m2ZZ2v0jHuJOhWqN9sHja_7GFP70ocdmUs5J6uSuba8ig-gDHjUBabzUBwpMusgJDwGwldtH7GTPWMT2XhkTnsob7OWxfsLZniYrz-gs/s200/IMG_0791-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392116886582485010" border="0" /></a><br />Other corner of living room looking up the stairs. The ceiling goes all the way up.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivGOxAbnYjbEYIVgqZnYy9XJJAOEUJlDa7faLiBwm7bvDjwyM3enddbHE61CdrQ0SVbr6dRhn_zH8kpDqranSkrgyg324Wg8WlKP19in1Ron09Tf5F0tDNkDI6-_GDPyKnTbkTBXdaM35M/s1600-h/IMG_0790-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivGOxAbnYjbEYIVgqZnYy9XJJAOEUJlDa7faLiBwm7bvDjwyM3enddbHE61CdrQ0SVbr6dRhn_zH8kpDqranSkrgyg324Wg8WlKP19in1Ron09Tf5F0tDNkDI6-_GDPyKnTbkTBXdaM35M/s200/IMG_0790-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392116881283883042" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_K3bQzKgrRYPwWDHCyjv4EHeOsIbRtdbSRlF81ZEE3qY__qOSScXW8LvjIa27sb6MleMAFDMvttVD6szW2Rxc589DtDuo6TwZfmmvZzjkisd6tUXwbI3MKcJwwaOXv5Twu6gZz3ZwaZxW/s1600-h/IMG_0789-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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(and my cute husband)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Vpiwp9d4kbJ6F_ArKjmQoxJlbGekakaAafLYQm6w1j8bxtppC8nf8H_34HOmF01vEbtpO60NDerbpMcU1GNMprEpl6E1VgmwO80CXviCx190fs-WPgB7HB7uGFAo-3FSVS9GjAKLsbI8/s1600-h/IMG_0802-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Vpiwp9d4kbJ6F_ArKjmQoxJlbGekakaAafLYQm6w1j8bxtppC8nf8H_34HOmF01vEbtpO60NDerbpMcU1GNMprEpl6E1VgmwO80CXviCx190fs-WPgB7HB7uGFAo-3FSVS9GjAKLsbI8/s200/IMG_0802-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392116151934612322" border="0" /></a><br />Hallway from LR to the bathroom, MBR, laundry room.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdM_K26-bBW-o2pchHs20vmY3udJwYH9qYLc_Cu4CZ8sewZ0ImBqk6ClQiuHicCYbthoPUxXovI7jBkOzjwAzBSwEZiseq-VHtsd2X-XfvJ7RkTZZXMtzW9T3WQ57CHbcb24yszWYxZ9e7/s1600-h/IMG_0801-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdM_K26-bBW-o2pchHs20vmY3udJwYH9qYLc_Cu4CZ8sewZ0ImBqk6ClQiuHicCYbthoPUxXovI7jBkOzjwAzBSwEZiseq-VHtsd2X-XfvJ7RkTZZXMtzW9T3WQ57CHbcb24yszWYxZ9e7/s200/IMG_0801-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392116142239944274" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbPA9wfkochg2Bk8dzhEOB63WEQ_JZmb-viKNbl_JNrhiaMhe7skn1aHBOXT5p5PVLpE00rDpDD2qpTo_ayJQyCmW_EuHgEJsOG0KHbZk171QpTN_nh2MGCrW8LZ0b-C8-2wt1Dv2Sgz11/s1600-h/IMG_0799-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbPA9wfkochg2Bk8dzhEOB63WEQ_JZmb-viKNbl_JNrhiaMhe7skn1aHBOXT5p5PVLpE00rDpDD2qpTo_ayJQyCmW_EuHgEJsOG0KHbZk171QpTN_nh2MGCrW8LZ0b-C8-2wt1Dv2Sgz11/s200/IMG_0799-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392116132927098050" border="0" /></a>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09279346434858609517noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-34311403963996176612009-10-03T21:32:00.012-04:002009-10-03T23:49:44.877-04:00Bad days...good day<span style="font-size:100%;">Do you ever have those days where all you feel like you do is yell at your kids and say no, or get out of that, etc...? Well that seems like my whole week this week. I don't know if it is from the kids being tired from school, or me being too tired. Although it is probably a little bit of both. So anyway, I just realized this post was getting too long telling the story so I deleted it and am trying something else...<br /><br />Here it goes...<br /><br />you ready???<br /><br />1 :24 pm Ask husband if we should go out and do something as a family. </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" >Sure</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br />3:04 What do you want to do? </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" >Not sure</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br />Movie? </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" >$10.50 Adult $8 kid</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Whoa<br /><br />3:30 pm, boys down for a nap, mom finally getting in the shower...<br /><br />4:10 Kids home from school running crazy, fighting, screaming, crying...<br /><br />Mom about to pull her hair out.<br /><br />5:44 Husband calls...</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" >stranded on I-64 at about Jefferson. Come get me.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> Crap. (</span><span style="font-size:100%;">realize that it really isn't his fault, but still CRAP)<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Getting kids/self ready about to walk out door...<br /><br />husband calls...</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" >don't come get me someone from other office can bring me home.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br />Now what to do about dinner??? </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" >Response - whatever you want to do.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> Not the answer I was looking for.<br /><br />6 something... Take 4 kids to Blockbuster and try to get them to all agree on movies.<br /><br />Mom: You-hold her hand, DON'T run, DON'T let go. You-right here. If I hear ANY whining, arguing, etc, we are out of there and NO movies, GOT IT?! Good. OK strap baby to me...1,2,3,4...let's go. Lock car and proceed to store. (</span><span style="font-size:100%;">people thinking this lady is crazy! Four kids!) </span><span style="font-size:100%;">Get inside, pick some movies, get 3D glasses. Waiting in line...STOP TOUCHING STUFF!!! Finally back to the car.<br /><br />Husband texts: </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" >I'm home. </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Mom texts: Be ready to walk out of the door when I get home.<br />Get home, go in to get sweaters for kids just in case. Husband tells me that he really wants to drive back down to get his car tonight (</span><span style="font-size:100%;">with a friend)! </span><span style="font-size:100%;">He wants to leave in an hour.<br />Ruins the plans I had for dinner. So pull into the garage, not happy, get everyone out. Call Chili's and order dinner.<br /><br />Leave kids at home with dad, go pick up dinner...get to the car...they forgot my drink...go back in get drink..drive home.<br /><br />Unload dinner...they forgot my dinner! Call Chili's </span><span style="font-size:100%;">(trying to be as calm as possible...don't know if it worked) They say you can come back and get it if it isn't inconvenient. What? I just drove 20 min to pick it up and back...why didn't you make sure you put everything in there in the first place. They offer gift certificates and my dinner for free. First of all... I already paid for the dinner...it isn't free. Second got two $5 gift cer</span><span style="font-size:100%;">tificates. That can maybe get a desert and a drink. </span><span style="font-size:100%;">I know, at least I got something. Hush. I am venting here!<br /><br />Have husband go get it.<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">7 something...Feed screaming baby and hungry kids.<br /><br />Husband gets home...I eat, he leaves to go get his car.<br /><br />8 pm Let kids watch other movie (Coraline...DON'T recommend it) Why did I do that????<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">10 pm finally get kids in bed.<br /><br />11:30 Text husband...How's it going? <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Chillin waiting for epoxy to dry before he can drive it. </span><br />Finally go to bed with cell phone in hand (just in case)<br /><br />Next day 8 something am... find out car is at Blooms and needs to go get it. Get up, get kids dressed, fed and in car. Go get car. Go get papers (gotta get my coupons!), come home, pull in driveway realize need cash, go back out get cash, come home. Play outside, save a praying mantis <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">(is that what this is?)</span> from a spiderweb. (Isn't he cute?)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSWPNq_HRwIuPH5-6SD8qtPVr4uoy2cVicf3gJgmgbYGmzyrKEX36foXcfWosRB8bkLQDHuwzRVpqhdEKwNDmxbD6RUP1rk93_G0uDu3xKt2oUDu7vvf3Ci4mIsfrRhPZQ5rNpUZd0kesa/s1600-h/IMG_0864-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSWPNq_HRwIuPH5-6SD8qtPVr4uoy2cVicf3gJgmgbYGmzyrKEX36foXcfWosRB8bkLQDHuwzRVpqhdEKwNDmxbD6RUP1rk93_G0uDu3xKt2oUDu7vvf3Ci4mIsfrRhPZQ5rNpUZd0kesa/s200/IMG_0864-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388580497490371650" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Try to convince Hali she can't keep him as a pet.<br /><br />Husband says friends(and the whole family) on the way to help. Great. House a MESS. Stay calm. Have lunch with everyone, total MADHOUSE! Give a massage. She really needed it., and it was ok with me.<br /><br />Invited to a friends house at 7 while boys are at conference. late bedtime the day before, still up at normal time (that ticks me off!) no naps for two year old today, not a good combo. Still going to try and go.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">5 or 6 ish. Friends leave...clean house. Feed baby. Kids whining, falling off bikes, filthy...make all of them come inside...more whining, send one to take a shower.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">7 pm Ok NOT going. Husband leaves to go to conference. Which is a good thing I know.<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Call my Mom, vent. </span><span style="font-size:130%;">(much like I am doing now!) </span><span style="font-size:130%;">She makes me feel better. Kids eating cereal for dinner. I don't care. Making myself some coconut brownies. Can't multitask when stressed ...didn't read directions and make them too cake like, dangit! I hate it when they are like that! And I just used all of my coconut oil.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;">Bathe two other kids...say prayers...GET IN BED!!!! And STAY in bed! Oh and I love you. Go to feed baby again...realize...did I give ALL of the kids lovies? Go back to girls room </span><span style="font-size:130%;">(still nursing)</span> <span style="font-size:130%;">kiss one kid, she's out... walk over to the other, she's out. First kid wakes up, I go back to say goodnight and I love you and I am sorry for being so cranky, and yelling a lot...Her response...<br /><br />That's ok Mom, you still are the best Mom ever. I love you.<br /><br />Totally makes it worth it. Good day. </span><span style="font-size:130%;">(yes, I am crying right now, deal with it) Would probably do it all again... in fact will probably do it all again tomorrow!<br /><br />I'm tired.<br /><br />Ok, and the fonts are not doing what I tell them to, and I am too tired to try and fix it. Sorry.<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><br /></span></span>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09279346434858609517noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-76171470261561574822009-08-16T20:07:00.004-04:002009-08-16T20:21:47.670-04:00Swimming LessonsThe girls had swimming lessons for 4 weeks in a row Monday - Thursday! Those were some long days since they had classes at different times. They were back to back though, with a 15 min. break in between. They had fun and Milaya made some great progress. She is really good at the backstroke and getting better at going under the water without holding her nose. She is better at that than mom is! Hali is gaining more confidence in the water, but still won't stick her whole face in the water yet. She is like her mom! Sorry Grammie and Papa! I am totally "payin' for my raisin' ". Brock also had two weeks of a Mommy and Me class. (So that was a total of 6 weeks of swim classes!!!! Let's just say that the people at the YMCA know us very well now.) I didn't get any pictures of that because I was in the water, oops. He had fun, but wanted to do his own thing. Stubborn little punk! Oh well, what can you expect from a two year old boy!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqazakDL1yfDA5oT3LaBCBKQJnLjnOG2PGzlGeRA5_WCyw9AodVG0SQ6338IutYSWTvtrNq61G5AFLxI65hNrj-X62EtqW1JkrCRZXRor00tP2QqNeuAx5EUlh9KEf9Vfi_m8GvHlD5IPa/s1600-h/IMG_0449-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqazakDL1yfDA5oT3LaBCBKQJnLjnOG2PGzlGeRA5_WCyw9AodVG0SQ6338IutYSWTvtrNq61G5AFLxI65hNrj-X62EtqW1JkrCRZXRor00tP2QqNeuAx5EUlh9KEf9Vfi_m8GvHlD5IPa/s320/IMG_0449-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370718417032142754" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRbFawbVrf21S8JDHC_e746MWt0yFSufQeWns3Tp9XF2G7rMVhblWzpJ8X1i77D3-qhv-FOPK5iuWj3aerai3EIvzY7kGb-SOeQDaEelD5R27-JMSjJGjkMoK5vpkWxyPfOGC3xV6Opy1r/s1600-h/IMG_0448-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRbFawbVrf21S8JDHC_e746MWt0yFSufQeWns3Tp9XF2G7rMVhblWzpJ8X1i77D3-qhv-FOPK5iuWj3aerai3EIvzY7kGb-SOeQDaEelD5R27-JMSjJGjkMoK5vpkWxyPfOGC3xV6Opy1r/s320/IMG_0448-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370718109800316674" border="0" /></a><br />Milaya floating obviously.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiJDDDAgLHpuwCBa13IZhbJ2ogcr1KG4DazKwVWsXIJwto8ExRHjJSqwPvs2hicHmWt6qlv1ZZuAjRV1Thkzo78JRagQCDPpoYPLhRln70OW7qUsPyW0c9tUW0WTWl_HKA5MTZCCgxpxYk/s1600-h/IMG_0435-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiJDDDAgLHpuwCBa13IZhbJ2ogcr1KG4DazKwVWsXIJwto8ExRHjJSqwPvs2hicHmWt6qlv1ZZuAjRV1Thkzo78JRagQCDPpoYPLhRln70OW7qUsPyW0c9tUW0WTWl_HKA5MTZCCgxpxYk/s320/IMG_0435-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370718103242344738" border="0" /></a><br />The girls in between classes.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLLjbV91eJo2nZSntjd310Z_6psqzxOS8HixKBt1OmZnTEBpV9zIlfL326LQMdAlDRzpeSPvs3kiZBN5bo9bhHDxLp2hgoCgNOP8ReR3XTk68bAbK5hX850cgPB8RO09wEk0qDi3LMBrc6/s1600-h/IMG_0432-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLLjbV91eJo2nZSntjd310Z_6psqzxOS8HixKBt1OmZnTEBpV9zIlfL326LQMdAlDRzpeSPvs3kiZBN5bo9bhHDxLp2hgoCgNOP8ReR3XTk68bAbK5hX850cgPB8RO09wEk0qDi3LMBrc6/s320/IMG_0432-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370718095472803714" border="0" /></a><br />Hali's hair is getting really long.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaP3xRE6qRftgOKBanx0rmDvLwJ2IKz3VZis4f3DXlFWQmU449akmTnVpQQOFmzEbQTVBTfCmoDdMlypw-DWbUVsKHeeAWSPhN9l94UpdVujauiwR7sibUmDI14HK1GN43J9j65py9wz0Q/s1600-h/IMG_0430-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaP3xRE6qRftgOKBanx0rmDvLwJ2IKz3VZis4f3DXlFWQmU449akmTnVpQQOFmzEbQTVBTfCmoDdMlypw-DWbUVsKHeeAWSPhN9l94UpdVujauiwR7sibUmDI14HK1GN43J9j65py9wz0Q/s320/IMG_0430-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370718093284435410" border="0" /></a><br />My cute little Hali Belly<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9vqa4aZViuWBse8yOai-qb7e6ADF1WT06TVXhVq3mfpUDLYpXV9Q2plN8dmeWdXxPkAnukRARa8rnqhG72qbVheUBJEA_RGXZsOT1tX8T3-Kg_XDnllp9LpiB9Ovv54CUD5O8zlAZVNre/s1600-h/IMG_0422-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9vqa4aZViuWBse8yOai-qb7e6ADF1WT06TVXhVq3mfpUDLYpXV9Q2plN8dmeWdXxPkAnukRARa8rnqhG72qbVheUBJEA_RGXZsOT1tX8T3-Kg_XDnllp9LpiB9Ovv54CUD5O8zlAZVNre/s320/IMG_0422-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370718084907041570" border="0" /></a><br />This one is dark, I realized that you didn't really need the flash. It was an indoor pool and it worked better to <span style="font-style: italic;">not</span> have the flash on. I didn't realize that until after Hali was out of the pool on her last day of classes.<br /><br />Anyway, they enjoyed their classes and did a great job.Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09279346434858609517noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-72254528704663707452009-08-01T16:43:00.010-04:002009-08-01T17:33:39.790-04:00Breastfeeding - It Rocks!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEd0BsCYhDcDFyws-FOQtYMyWwQMNK8QVH5bMUkrBXx2I7DhxiAs_BOzHYEUNbk7btjLAiJRptgVsjiJrnIUAylE7PrwY8ZvNAXpcX6pJ15lYjr8tkKr6zrFJJKwfq1tHVYTndV2dnHO8H/s1600-h/breastfeedingrocks.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEd0BsCYhDcDFyws-FOQtYMyWwQMNK8QVH5bMUkrBXx2I7DhxiAs_BOzHYEUNbk7btjLAiJRptgVsjiJrnIUAylE7PrwY8ZvNAXpcX6pJ15lYjr8tkKr6zrFJJKwfq1tHVYTndV2dnHO8H/s400/breastfeedingrocks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365107400592100514" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />August 1st-7th is World Breastfeeding Week (<a href="http://worldbreastfeedingweek.org/" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow">http://worldbreastfeedingweek.org/</a>) and I thought that I would add my two cents in and say that breastfeeding is such a wonderful thing! There has been tons of controversy over whether or not it is "obscene" to breastfeed in public or to show pictures of it in your Facebook profile...the list could go on and on. There is a protest on facebook right now to let them know how people feel about it and that it isn't obscene. The Mothers International Lactation Campaign has a post in FB to explain more about what it is about.<br /><br />They are incouraging people...whether they be nursing mom's or not... to post a photogragh, drawing, sculpture, or even a pic of animals nursing on their profile and change their status to 'Hey FB, breastfeeding is not obscene'. They have some pics on the link that depict nursing moms and they are so sweet. I wasn't able to nurse as long as some of these mom's but sometimes I wish I could have. Mother's milk is so good for babies. I don't know why people don't realize that. I know there are certain sircumstances where women can't do it for medical reasons. I know women that have just simply chosen not to do it <span style="font-size:85%;">(and they aren't bad moms!)</span>. It is a personal choice and each of us has that right to choose. But I do think that nursing mom's need support, especially if it is your first. And those that choose not to. Some women feel guilty for choosing not to nurse their babies. I am not one to judge them. I have fed all of my babies formula at one time or another. Nursing is and can be a wonderful experience. It takes practice and lots of PATIENCE sometimes. You just have to stick with it. It is challenging and also rewarding to know that I am supplying my baby's food. I know exactly what it is in it. No fillers, no synthetic stuff. Just pure mom's milk<span style="font-size:78%;"> (with a hint of chocolate in it!). </span><br /><br />Nuff said...and speaking of breastfeeding...my little one is calling my name ;)<br /><br />This is just an interesting picture that I found and loved. (Maybe it comes from the Massage Therapist point of view) I just thought that it was kind of cool. I love how you can still see the baby looking up at the mother and you can see the mother smiling. AWESOME! (<span style="font-size:78%;">tears coming to my eyes) </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4vFU5Kl-nKkZxOzKJj1ehNtTH7YINOPVioFUWwGSMUWJGYrdbqjz0KvEkePT1hl86aR6vaG1sDVgh7yGW6aRWJC00PuBKGbEaj6-Cf9dmjvgnvgi8mbwz8ssF9amLSH5DHMXnNnXoAc8T/s1600-h/nursingmomorganic.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4vFU5Kl-nKkZxOzKJj1ehNtTH7YINOPVioFUWwGSMUWJGYrdbqjz0KvEkePT1hl86aR6vaG1sDVgh7yGW6aRWJC00PuBKGbEaj6-Cf9dmjvgnvgi8mbwz8ssF9amLSH5DHMXnNnXoAc8T/s320/nursingmomorganic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365106763201307298" border="0" /></a>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09279346434858609517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-8354421586684131822009-07-31T22:08:00.003-04:002009-07-31T22:31:40.411-04:00Learning to talkHere is Hayden trying to talk to me. Or rather me annoying him again, and trying to get him to talk. He was pretty tolerant and dealing with it very well ;) He is just too cute not to do this video, so here it is.<br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxocUWz2Yo5fA50_yGEcE7BbKyvytAcwNUcfqqMoFh9tZvDftKtvF_e0k1qehMtQiAlO8keLZhf7PcDYuJ9vA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Now wasn't that the CUTEST little baby you ever saw cooing?!?! I think so!Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09279346434858609517noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-24164009396984778532009-07-14T21:42:00.009-04:002009-07-14T23:31:37.139-04:006 Weeks AlreadyYes, the kids are in bed finally(well 3 out of the 4) and I am finally getting to post some pictures. (I will get to my birth story soon for those that are interested) Man, I didn't realize how much busier 4 is than 3, but we are managing. A new baby, new house, swimming lessons, kids going in all different directions. I am sure that we will get into the rhythm of it right? Right?<br /><br />It is hard to believe that we went from this...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbqaO50rmBDVQKHYupjP4w3FQmmseHvZu81Vnn3sFqDv1zDzJ-2XmOc7NnvazGuO8ARQYI90d5HjICStNY7vy4WkLU7oMx7VobHO-oGNebsq3Y3yQawtSeaQbAaYLC7Z0FXfbmjfj0hLXR/s1600-h/IMG_0142-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbqaO50rmBDVQKHYupjP4w3FQmmseHvZu81Vnn3sFqDv1zDzJ-2XmOc7NnvazGuO8ARQYI90d5HjICStNY7vy4WkLU7oMx7VobHO-oGNebsq3Y3yQawtSeaQbAaYLC7Z0FXfbmjfj0hLXR/s320/IMG_0142-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358507833005477042" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL56X24MudhxokiOUV84_Vr1ZVBAB71v_qEdNYJZPQ6DM-7phIF3w0aDr9YEzDn20WdnTeVfXFcVOTefUOOXH97ovlHXvWpagC9sMi99RukqVBUJ1WwDpybQbpDfdEW-PPKFtxHYD26Dw6/s1600-h/IMG_0136-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXUCbL_IQsBeqV93z1IXRFnZbw9nYQohA3-Yqfj6hmATpSdYO4mKDjEtvkFb-MsaNERzpqWgQvXdEIwCAPWgJ6lwJN23bnTRrUwIMNkr-NRxMrdkkLxZUnMnQ3QGlBB42GI608SnI8PdXR/s200/IMG_0345-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358513290516836194" border="0" /></a><br /><br />To this... in just 6 weeks!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiinJFSbG6748YdojXFaDFV2SUu7aUhxOTM0lZblFyNNnOE7yBCD1xRtiHUKlcwGeGbkzSvaRcoQXh_UNkLKJ3ljPpYrs9CD6-QI6GPLUhKvhWPv59kFvzA9DeqDkh0gR-fmy2p7WIpu3i6/s1600-h/IMG_0413.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiinJFSbG6748YdojXFaDFV2SUu7aUhxOTM0lZblFyNNnOE7yBCD1xRtiHUKlcwGeGbkzSvaRcoQXh_UNkLKJ3ljPpYrs9CD6-QI6GPLUhKvhWPv59kFvzA9DeqDkh0gR-fmy2p7WIpu3i6/s200/IMG_0413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358515717401402434" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx2Zom_3fghAVhGNDxjQz6FSqeHludLGAARTC0-88EPR_oAgJ8EPLjBX6rXLebzou93W7UXk0Io37HyUw2uv4n43SKx-chcN8rd_8Y1X4ZtET-j53kEHBelRCgyPbY6y_qhKi5WiNeQyCP/s1600-h/IMG_0417.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx2Zom_3fghAVhGNDxjQz6FSqeHludLGAARTC0-88EPR_oAgJ8EPLjBX6rXLebzou93W7UXk0Io37HyUw2uv4n43SKx-chcN8rd_8Y1X4ZtET-j53kEHBelRCgyPbY6y_qhKi5WiNeQyCP/s200/IMG_0417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358516780309489522" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I can't believe how much he has grown and yet how little he still is. And how grateful I am that my Heavenly Father sent this beautiful little boy to us to raise and teach. It is amazing to look down at him and see the changes, and how he is starting to recognize people, coo and smile. I look at him and think how wonderful it is to have him in our family and how peaceful he looks when nursing and asleep in my arms. Then I hear water splashing and one of the girls saying 'eww, gross!' and find Brock rinsing out his toothbrush in the toilet(which promptly went in the garbage!!!), or some other crazy thing happening in our house, and realize that I have to snap back to reality. But at least I can have a few sweet moments, even if they are just moments.Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09279346434858609517noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-58269428175048428322009-06-03T20:29:00.010-04:002009-06-03T20:53:24.741-04:00More pictures of the little oneBrock was the first to see the new baby. He was woken up when I went into his room for a few things, like diapers. He wouldn't go back to sleep on his own, so I got him up. He was up for more than an hour before finally falling back asleep on the couch with me next to him.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGCMQVXwEttdVTLvvfWKsgyQ_5cklTLPtyuSZzcETcNEhzstm47y8QdyKdT0Ei_KjqptPtus1dXmeSawa-irGbX341TOVR-F-Hu07DmxsMWECgKO-6wysY4ag05BQqz5psrF-2fPh8PyA/s1600-h/IMG_0151.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGCMQVXwEttdVTLvvfWKsgyQ_5cklTLPtyuSZzcETcNEhzstm47y8QdyKdT0Ei_KjqptPtus1dXmeSawa-irGbX341TOVR-F-Hu07DmxsMWECgKO-6wysY4ag05BQqz5psrF-2fPh8PyA/s320/IMG_0151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343265183962805010" border="0" /></a><br />Milaya was next. She had woken up when Mandy's labor started, so she was expecting to see a baby when she woke in the morning.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp_UbDyWwKKGIxgr5CMTsObKc4eN_zxamzK4bpK96J0zrghUjKjNOim_jIXC6l0DKogajbOOsWEB_aHrg7LkIVRAFzEPNve8KX3VLxgAVskrBvEXYIMkjKpWVNjkUHPP9FNR9PCZVlBMU/s1600-h/IMG_0153.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp_UbDyWwKKGIxgr5CMTsObKc4eN_zxamzK4bpK96J0zrghUjKjNOim_jIXC6l0DKogajbOOsWEB_aHrg7LkIVRAFzEPNve8KX3VLxgAVskrBvEXYIMkjKpWVNjkUHPP9FNR9PCZVlBMU/s320/IMG_0153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343265915935410066" border="0" /></a><br />Hali was last, but she was the most surprised. She kept looking at Mom, then the baby, then back to Mom.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw37VFgnoxko8vDM2HcoxRIXkgYrXugazPzzDMJjw3l042RveChGT1tKNmXX71vLeYy06_t9AfhsF8mvACcGnE30u24aCnn7Q4vmFSM2cKMXX5uykX9lejA1SCBCgSGvCZY9dAS2fLS1U/s1600-h/IMG_0157.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw37VFgnoxko8vDM2HcoxRIXkgYrXugazPzzDMJjw3l042RveChGT1tKNmXX71vLeYy06_t9AfhsF8mvACcGnE30u24aCnn7Q4vmFSM2cKMXX5uykX9lejA1SCBCgSGvCZY9dAS2fLS1U/s320/IMG_0157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343266588726736962" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigBb5KEFnZguuLNchyphenhyphenjX49CPvDV778TfU4WRVTAIN0zOqHLbuOb2v9j0kCumwwVm6dJjVT_7YqC-JrKdOY3Bhp5Xno0WI9Lj_IeJbRV-yV5GjgfXrAxplWL0HsYOwz2yrlZU0p4d-YTdU/s1600-h/IMG_0156.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigBb5KEFnZguuLNchyphenhyphenjX49CPvDV778TfU4WRVTAIN0zOqHLbuOb2v9j0kCumwwVm6dJjVT_7YqC-JrKdOY3Bhp5Xno0WI9Lj_IeJbRV-yV5GjgfXrAxplWL0HsYOwz2yrlZU0p4d-YTdU/s320/IMG_0156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343266968259114690" /></a><br /><br />I went to storage and got the bassinet, car seat, and swing. Brock found the swing a great place to sit and watch TV. We found him later, face down and asleep.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV6tlKNvQVvOYV_n8iMsrjrTiMAVIur848pvoa5BPvXtYEmCJeMeHJe6Y1K8whdWBGdsYRMC9V06Y31KIoZAQiZ6zJVk-tY1FL4KkQBh88xcYh64h6LHglZD2VxyNjEKP9xusJHgO3Kuo/s1600-h/IMG_0182.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV6tlKNvQVvOYV_n8iMsrjrTiMAVIur848pvoa5BPvXtYEmCJeMeHJe6Y1K8whdWBGdsYRMC9V06Y31KIoZAQiZ6zJVk-tY1FL4KkQBh88xcYh64h6LHglZD2VxyNjEKP9xusJHgO3Kuo/s320/IMG_0182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343267732306182514" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijPUTRZ9j4n8zTw1XgV7lcLo1mHzjCMgzY0ZjujReRZjSZSW-j2ixngVZ1LLA837GgGz1_nxeO6EzME5ngAGoeh0YqXWq5xvdmFX8dC8SytOpEYDKRKeUi6DYZks0jtt7w3OsaHXVg3CQ/s1600-h/IMG_0183.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijPUTRZ9j4n8zTw1XgV7lcLo1mHzjCMgzY0ZjujReRZjSZSW-j2ixngVZ1LLA837GgGz1_nxeO6EzME5ngAGoeh0YqXWq5xvdmFX8dC8SytOpEYDKRKeUi6DYZks0jtt7w3OsaHXVg3CQ/s320/IMG_0183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343267731897371826" /></a><br /><br />And finally a few other pictures of just Hayden.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjoARZQMwwJ4WVwiwGKW3JSTGdZkepV4eoikh8bOBbfuZqGSp7-TF9Z50T6WtjuaxpaEeW8RlFmJuSFP_LdMBa8T9-a_R2Xgh2xOTVMfFL8BjsbY3uO0ss2Ojf4bgeURfXJk4sDWNAq6o/s1600-h/IMG_0190.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjoARZQMwwJ4WVwiwGKW3JSTGdZkepV4eoikh8bOBbfuZqGSp7-TF9Z50T6WtjuaxpaEeW8RlFmJuSFP_LdMBa8T9-a_R2Xgh2xOTVMfFL8BjsbY3uO0ss2Ojf4bgeURfXJk4sDWNAq6o/s320/IMG_0190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343267743106038338" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic7DP4eUrlegBUJk8UZRaHy1krZQIlpYzA6e1W-DcmQMalR6BMjW9EVBN2tRJOFiziHA154emNtB7_IESyF6cITMzPpPitwRYJ5e3AQX2BX8j0j05vpf07d5qdBAxx-0Lup4dVpsnTjGU/s1600-h/IMG_0185.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic7DP4eUrlegBUJk8UZRaHy1krZQIlpYzA6e1W-DcmQMalR6BMjW9EVBN2tRJOFiziHA154emNtB7_IESyF6cITMzPpPitwRYJ5e3AQX2BX8j0j05vpf07d5qdBAxx-0Lup4dVpsnTjGU/s320/IMG_0185.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343267735911365490" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlr0EwSsAeiOcYn8jUNYH__DVkwMXstJKtkQTRhaehoE53ZHuqw6VwgqxNwYTO7sZcOn9_qeg21TjmVy1axcycxrTkAZpk_9aqUrFJaavZS5x95QJKDiAlE-vOz9azE54Sb8cz0g2Ml9g/s1600-h/IMG_0176.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlr0EwSsAeiOcYn8jUNYH__DVkwMXstJKtkQTRhaehoE53ZHuqw6VwgqxNwYTO7sZcOn9_qeg21TjmVy1axcycxrTkAZpk_9aqUrFJaavZS5x95QJKDiAlE-vOz9azE54Sb8cz0g2Ml9g/s320/IMG_0176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343267730353241314" /></a>Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00367405696501929392noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-34341102585481443382009-05-31T20:36:00.005-04:002009-05-31T20:54:06.366-04:00Today's your birthday, shout hurray!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfOrIKoh8sIrFV7HU_HlMWKMKb9eQPSPIQ2mtqCIVq_n911kqMbO2J79JK_n8gPgsre5i8eTg0qP-4i7GzF6Jx8fdjH5aG1LLtQ709dT3I9vZgEoOgjB3bPHa1XQ8cKc9CsSn3M9YB-aU/s1600-h/IMG_0171-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfOrIKoh8sIrFV7HU_HlMWKMKb9eQPSPIQ2mtqCIVq_n911kqMbO2J79JK_n8gPgsre5i8eTg0qP-4i7GzF6Jx8fdjH5aG1LLtQ709dT3I9vZgEoOgjB3bPHa1XQ8cKc9CsSn3M9YB-aU/s320/IMG_0171-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342152736816368402" border="0" /></a><br />Early this morning we welcomed our new baby boy into our family.<br /><br />Hayden Sawyer<br />Born 5/31/2009 1:15 AM<br />7 lbs. 6 oz.<br />20 in. Head to Heel<br /><br />Both Mom and baby are doing well.<br /><br />P.S. Ignore the widget to the right ;)Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00367405696501929392noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-65271231703393906902009-05-20T23:37:00.003-04:002009-05-20T23:42:29.716-04:00The BellyHere is a pic of my big belly at 34 weeks. Rub the Buddha! Anyway, we haven't been so good at it this time and M always wants to take the picture.<br /><br />Nice tan line, I know. Sorry.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_sopjxo-xAt7popBhhHguJRwx_zqshxc9zy97x0jzuAFqPug-eLKRaeXSHuCus1oG_6P0A96U_MRP1AQfkObjnC87d4VDUC1vvJ-JaClhJkNL5yaIbJfzIAA0hyphenhyphen14AS8aCY_YjRHaaq7v/s1600-h/IMG_2070-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_sopjxo-xAt7popBhhHguJRwx_zqshxc9zy97x0jzuAFqPug-eLKRaeXSHuCus1oG_6P0A96U_MRP1AQfkObjnC87d4VDUC1vvJ-JaClhJkNL5yaIbJfzIAA0hyphenhyphen14AS8aCY_YjRHaaq7v/s320/IMG_2070-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338117204153760114" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAdOg3XZcgGEvS6wh9f6xou6dBBYr9vXw31_oxWZqq0gm6fO52Cszx_knvqjs8pPzERA3QkR2FX4XvvS-ZjKVpApheOKfBYUOVg0BG4CH0w8DkzQaGoP2kYX6m9xnQzZK3ph-kZkIhs2uL/s1600-h/IMG_2069-1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAdOg3XZcgGEvS6wh9f6xou6dBBYr9vXw31_oxWZqq0gm6fO52Cszx_knvqjs8pPzERA3QkR2FX4XvvS-ZjKVpApheOKfBYUOVg0BG4CH0w8DkzQaGoP2kYX6m9xnQzZK3ph-kZkIhs2uL/s320/IMG_2069-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338117201522036466" border="0" /></a>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09279346434858609517noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-55559324922410253142009-05-18T16:28:00.005-04:002009-05-18T18:02:32.315-04:00Brock: The DrummerLast Sunday, much to Mandy's chagrin, Brock was drumming on the church bench during sacrament meeting. He must have picked it up when we played Rock Band several weeks ago. Here he is using a pack of t.p. and pencils (unsharpened) for drums and sticks.<br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxM2Wnl6G_rGU92m89KN8MwoKfLCL2O3Iu8EQT62SzvYCimipYtRRH0dHt6ISE6JrCXCDzJ4SeA-IS6O0Qqkw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00367405696501929392noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-53474853071180848062009-05-07T09:33:00.002-04:002009-05-07T09:37:50.378-04:00Educated BirthI know y'all probably want pictures and those will come. I just found this video on a friends facebook profile and wanted to post it. It is about 7 minutes long, but take the time to watch it.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uC0UZShzIHw">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uC0UZShzIHw</a>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09279346434858609517noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1236303919353195488.post-39208560121466948372009-03-30T08:29:00.003-04:002009-03-30T08:38:48.855-04:00Birth Movie Screening Event<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">A friend of mine asked me to put this on my blog. I think it is an amazing opportunity for people in the community to be a little more educated on the subject of "birth" and how society views "birth", and your options. I have seen <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">The Business of Being Born</span> and clips of <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Orgasmic Birth</span>. They are both eye opening to those who have no idea about the birthing system in hospitals or what birth can really be and is. Not ALL hospitals are bad, but they do have a protocol that they do have to follow. Women just need to be aware of what they are and find the right place to birth for them. This post is mainly for those Utah readers that look at my blog. But you can rent <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">The</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Business of Being Born</span> from blockbuster. I am not sure about the other ones. If you can't make the viewing of all three that might be an option.<br /><br />This a major event including the screening of three amazing childbirth films: </span><a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.orgasmicbirth.com/">Orgasmic Birth</a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">, </span><a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.thebusinessofbeingborn.com/">The Business of Being Born</a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">, and </span><a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://www.pregnantinamerica.com/">Pregnant in America</a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">, and the producer of Orgasmic Birth will be at the screening as well!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Date: June 13, 2009</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Location: Towne Cinema Theaters in American Fork, UT</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Cost: $25</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">What: Screening of Orgasmic Birth, Pregnant in America, The Business of Being Born, Special Guest Speaker, Debra Pascali-Bonaro</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Email: moviescreening@rawmelissa.com if you have questions</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">For more information or to order your ticket you can send an email to the email address listed above, or please visit my friends doula trainer, </span><a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://doulamelissa.blogspot.com/">Melissa's blog</a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">. Feel free to distribute information about this on your own blog, email your friends, and tell everyone you know about this amazing event! We are trying to get the word out to as many people as possible.</span>Mandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09279346434858609517noreply@blogger.com1