<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744</id><updated>2011-09-12T18:41:55.202-04:00</updated><category term='the outlaws :)'/><category term='God&apos;s fingerprints'/><category term='blessings'/><category term='Women of Faith'/><category term='random'/><category term='Isaac'/><title type='text'>Everyday Blessings</title><subtitle type='html'>Seeing the joy &amp;amp; laughter in this three-ring circus we call life!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>169</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-1166727429589097363</id><published>2010-08-13T08:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T08:27:14.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, like it or not, our summer came to a screeching halt on Tuesday. The doors to the school officially opened and the boys were actually excited to go back. In fact, this is the first year Isaac has been excited about school. No tears!! Yay!! It makes me feel better knowing I'm not sending him off a nervous wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TGU2d2LcZvI/AAAAAAAAAzs/ymqytnXspqk/s1600/First+day+of+school+2010+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TGU2d2LcZvI/AAAAAAAAAzs/ymqytnXspqk/s320/First+day+of+school+2010+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here they are! Brotherly love!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TGU2iPxbhRI/AAAAAAAAAz0/MrHECTIS3-4/s1600/First+day+of+school+2010+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TGU2iPxbhRI/AAAAAAAAAz0/MrHECTIS3-4/s320/First+day+of+school+2010+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my big 6th grader. Oh my, doesn't even sound right to say that yet! Seriously, this boy was just a baby not long ago, and now he's entering his last year of elementary school. He's growing like a weed. He is as tall as me (ok, which isn't tall when you are my age, but it is kinda tall when you are 11...ha!) He's in a size 10 shoe after starting school in a size 7 last year! In fact, he's about to catch up with his daddy! If anyone knows how we can stop this growth and growing older process, please let me know! In all honesty, I have enjoyed every age and stage so far. Just can't believe how fast it has gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TGU2mo72mnI/AAAAAAAAAz8/rfGl16BhfWY/s1600/First+day+of+school+2010+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TGU2mo72mnI/AAAAAAAAAz8/rfGl16BhfWY/s320/First+day+of+school+2010+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's this lil guy. Isn't he cute?? He's a big 2nd grader this year and so excited that he gets to bring a water bottle to class with him this year. If that's all it takes to excite him, so be it. This was the first year it wasn't like trying to put a cat into the bath to get him to school. I was at such peace this year, knowing he was also. Isaac seems to be finally growing some and is really maturing before our eyes. Of course, being the baby we always tease him about putting a brick on his head to keep him from getting any bigger. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it has been so HOT, HOT, HOT this week! I think you can even "see" the humidity in the pics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-1166727429589097363?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/1166727429589097363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=1166727429589097363&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/1166727429589097363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/1166727429589097363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TGU2d2LcZvI/AAAAAAAAAzs/ymqytnXspqk/s72-c/First+day+of+school+2010+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-85792950749653296</id><published>2010-07-11T21:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T21:44:15.007-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Me Hold You Longer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I came across this poem in the book I'm currently reading (book 4 of Karen Kingsbury's Redemption series). There is also a children's book by the same name that this poem is in. As a mom, it really touched my heart. We tend to remember the firsts of everything, but often don't even know when it's a "last" for our children. My boys are growing up way too fast. She wrote this for her son (in the story) who was getting married. Even though my boys aren't anywhere near that stage, it really got to me.&amp;nbsp; Hope it's meaningful to you as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;"Long ago you came to me, a miracle of firsts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;First smiles and teeth and baby steps, a sunbeam on the  burst.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;But one day you will move away and leave to me your past, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;And I will be left thinking of a lifetime of your lasts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;The last time that I held a bottle to your baby lips...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last time that I lifted you and held you on my hip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last time when you had a binky stuck inside your mouth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;The last time that you crawled across the floor of this old  house.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last time when you ran to me, still small enough to hold, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last time when you said you'd marry me when you grew old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Precious, simple moments and bright flashes from the past, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Would I have held you longer if I'd known they were the  last?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Your last few hours of kindergarten, last days of first  grade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last at bat in Little League, last colored paper made..&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last time that I tucked you in for one last midday nap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last time when you wore your beat-up Green Bay Packers cap.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last time you caught a frog in that old backyard pond...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last time when you ran barefoot across our fresh-cut lawn, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Silly scattered images to represent your past.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Would I have taken pictures...if I'd known they were the  last?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;The last dark night you slipped in bed and slept between us  two, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;When last I read to you of God or Horton Hears a Who!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last time that I smelled your hair and prayed after your  shower...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last time that we held devotions in the evening hours.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;The last time you were M.J. in our games of give-and-go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last time that you made an angel in the melting snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;I never even said good-bye to yesterdays long passed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Would I have marked the moments...if I'd known they were the  last?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last piano lesson, and last soccer goal you kicked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;The last few weeks of middle school, last flowers that you  picked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last time that you needed me for rides from here to there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;The last time that you spent the night with that old  tattered bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last time that I helped you with a math or spelling test,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last time when I shouted your room was a mess.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Time and life moved quicker, taking pieces of your past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Would I have stretched the moments...if I'd known they were  the last?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;The last time that you needed help with details of a  dance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last time that you asked me for advice about romance.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last time that you talked to me about your hopes and dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Last time that you wore a jersey for your high school team.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;I watched you grow and never noticed seasons as they passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;I wish I could've frozen time, to hold on to your lasts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;For come tomorrow morning life will never be the same.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;You'll pledge forever to your girl, and she will take your  name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;And I will watch you, knowing God has blessed you with this  day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;I never would have wanted, Luke, to somehow make you stay.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;They say a son's a son until he takes for him a wife. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;You're grown-up now;&amp;nbsp; it's time to go and start your brand  new life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;One last hug, one last good-bye, one quick and hurried  kiss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;One last time to understand just how much you'll be missed.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;I'll watch you leave and think how quickly childhood sped  past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Would I have held on longer....if I'd known it was your  last?"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;Poem was quoted from the book, "Rejoice", by Karen  Kingsbury.&amp;nbsp; Pages 209-210.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS,cursive;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-85792950749653296?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/85792950749653296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=85792950749653296&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/85792950749653296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/85792950749653296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/07/let-me-hold-you-longer.html' title='Let Me Hold You Longer'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-5317859176837247842</id><published>2010-07-05T09:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T09:40:01.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow Belts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TDHfSxgANnI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Kb8HhUUA5rI/s1600/july10+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TDHfSxgANnI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Kb8HhUUA5rI/s320/july10+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They did it!! Court and Andrew got their yellow belts last week at class. They had to go to Robinson, IL for the test the Saturday before. And then wait until the next class to find out. They say the test for the orange belt, which is what they were testing on, is one of the harder ones because it combines movements from all the belts up to that point. And it had also been a rough week for Andrew health-wise. They weren't feeling confident about their test. So, they were excited to get to class and see the 3 yellow belts laying on the table, since they knew only 3 took that test. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TDHfAZQnIuI/AAAAAAAAAy0/wmvPjvnZVok/s1600/july10+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TDHfAZQnIuI/AAAAAAAAAy0/wmvPjvnZVok/s320/july10+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Court, going through the line shaking hands and getting his certificate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TDHfFFcnyTI/AAAAAAAAAy8/BBvuny-RQEk/s1600/july10+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TDHfFFcnyTI/AAAAAAAAAy8/BBvuny-RQEk/s320/july10+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Group shot of those who tested and passed this time around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-5317859176837247842?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5317859176837247842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=5317859176837247842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/5317859176837247842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/5317859176837247842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/07/yellow-belts.html' title='Yellow Belts'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TDHfSxgANnI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Kb8HhUUA5rI/s72-c/july10+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-1611996197525525823</id><published>2010-06-24T09:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T09:58:20.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer days and Sundays are my favorites</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TCNkcQbvPxI/AAAAAAAAAys/AbFGOcXQKx8/s1600/june10+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TCNkcQbvPxI/AAAAAAAAAys/AbFGOcXQKx8/s320/june10+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A few weeks ago, our church held it's first annual youth Sunday and Andrew was asked to preach. Mom and Donald came down to hear him, along with several of our friends. The whole service was just amazing! There was so much energy from our mini-praise team! Isaac was an usher and a greeter and that was plenty in the spotlight for him - he's only an entertainer in small, comfortable crowds. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TCNdJ0N1-VI/AAAAAAAAAx8/PWMTrSdd114/s1600/june10+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TCNdJ0N1-VI/AAAAAAAAAx8/PWMTrSdd114/s320/june10+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew preached from Matthew 16:26, &lt;i&gt;"What good does it do for a man to gain the whole world, yet forfeit his soul?"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; That's right, he got up on youth Sunday and talked about money! HA! He talked about how money wouldn't get you into Heaven and how only a relationship with Jesus Christ would. He talked a little about his illness and all the doctor visits he goes on. He also talked about what it has done to his faith. He made some really good points, too. At the end of the service, he even prayed with people who came up for prayer. It was so sweet. And I am so thankful that my mom could be there to see him. After inviting her all of my life, it's the first time in my 35 years to sit by my mom in church!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TCNdew2iZ3I/AAAAAAAAAyM/ZQTii9T53BY/s1600/june10+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TCNdew2iZ3I/AAAAAAAAAyM/ZQTii9T53BY/s320/june10+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are all the kiddos (with a few adults mixed in) praying before the service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mom wasn't feeling well due to having chemo that week, so they left right after church. We had a nice lunch and enjoyed a relaxing afternoon. Andrew had been telling us he wanted to shave his head once youth Sunday was over, just like Nana's. True to his word, he did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TCNdlSxyxmI/AAAAAAAAAyU/adsT13z3I2s/s1600/june10+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TCNdlSxyxmI/AAAAAAAAAyU/adsT13z3I2s/s320/june10+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye bye Justin Bieber hair...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TCNdq6yqiyI/AAAAAAAAAyc/0QZzJcixcVk/s1600/june10+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TCNdq6yqiyI/AAAAAAAAAyc/0QZzJcixcVk/s320/june10+011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello hair that's much cooler for the summer!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TCNd0wNi_yI/AAAAAAAAAyk/xbKZikgWaow/s1600/june10+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TCNd0wNi_yI/AAAAAAAAAyk/xbKZikgWaow/s320/june10+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then there's this boy, who doesn't want his hair cut!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-1611996197525525823?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/1611996197525525823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=1611996197525525823&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/1611996197525525823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/1611996197525525823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-days-and-sundays-are-my.html' title='Summer days and Sundays are my favorites'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TCNkcQbvPxI/AAAAAAAAAys/AbFGOcXQKx8/s72-c/june10+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-2019100832688221218</id><published>2010-06-17T16:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T16:40:00.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Singin' In The Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TBqG_MkTQQI/AAAAAAAAAxc/CI_4JpwxeL8/s1600/june10+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TBqG_MkTQQI/AAAAAAAAAxc/CI_4JpwxeL8/s320/june10+016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All of the storms we've had has been tough on the baseball schedule. However, Isaac had a great time last week playing in the rain! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TBqHEjekWMI/AAAAAAAAAxk/mQgaeUh09P8/s1600/june10+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TBqHEjekWMI/AAAAAAAAAxk/mQgaeUh09P8/s320/june10+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure why he ditched the umbrella to show off his muscles, but hey, he was having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TBqHJwmmb8I/AAAAAAAAAxs/WsrUwG4CglY/s1600/june10+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TBqHJwmmb8I/AAAAAAAAAxs/WsrUwG4CglY/s320/june10+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-2019100832688221218?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/2019100832688221218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=2019100832688221218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2019100832688221218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2019100832688221218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/06/singin-in-rain.html' title='Singin&apos; In The Rain'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TBqG_MkTQQI/AAAAAAAAAxc/CI_4JpwxeL8/s72-c/june10+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-7413529761755372819</id><published>2010-06-07T16:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T16:26:27.779-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaahhh...Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TA1VW62IXaI/AAAAAAAAAxU/XeePoytdX0k/s1600/andrewswing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TA1VW62IXaI/AAAAAAAAAxU/XeePoytdX0k/s200/andrewswing.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We are so thankful for summer break around here! Last week, Andrew discovered the joys of golf at golf camp. That kept us busy running him back and forth. This week is VBS and next week...nothing! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew fell asleep on the porch swing this afternoon...that's what summer afternoons are all about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-7413529761755372819?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7413529761755372819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=7413529761755372819&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7413529761755372819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7413529761755372819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/06/aaahhhsummer.html' title='Aaahhh...Summer!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TA1VW62IXaI/AAAAAAAAAxU/XeePoytdX0k/s72-c/andrewswing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-2590359165611988040</id><published>2010-05-30T13:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T13:19:15.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>School's Out!</title><content type='html'>There are mom's who cheer when the kids go back to school in August, and there are mom's who can't wait to have them home for the summer. I'm in the latter group most of the year, except a few trying days in the summer. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys could leave right after the awards program on Thursday. Isaac got an award for AR (Accelerated Reader) and Andrew got an Academic Achievement Award. I'm always amazed that Andrew does so well in school despite missing so much. I was one proud Mom for their achievements! And I think Isaac is pretty proud of himself, since it's Sunday and he's worn his medal everyday since he got it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TAKdyX_5LZI/AAAAAAAAAxM/ePxmc3LAxh8/s1600/andrewawards10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TAKdyX_5LZI/AAAAAAAAAxM/ePxmc3LAxh8/s400/andrewawards10.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TAJprPy2iAI/AAAAAAAAAxE/Bn6EnWlFwH8/s1600/May10+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TAJprPy2iAI/AAAAAAAAAxE/Bn6EnWlFwH8/s400/May10+010.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TAJpayJhuJI/AAAAAAAAAws/rQ0zQJuGBmY/s1600/May10+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TAJpayJhuJI/AAAAAAAAAws/rQ0zQJuGBmY/s400/May10+004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TAJpmnP-TqI/AAAAAAAAAw8/z39N0e0cEhQ/s1600/May10+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TAJpmnP-TqI/AAAAAAAAAw8/z39N0e0cEhQ/s320/May10+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-2590359165611988040?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/2590359165611988040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=2590359165611988040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2590359165611988040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2590359165611988040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/05/schools-out.html' title='School&apos;s Out!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/TAKdyX_5LZI/AAAAAAAAAxM/ePxmc3LAxh8/s72-c/andrewawards10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-3566236723623834842</id><published>2010-05-26T20:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T20:06:40.714-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel Mounds</title><content type='html'>Andrew had an appt and we always like to do something fun when we go to a far-away visit. So, after lunch we wound up at Angel Mounds State Recreation Area. This is a historical site where Mississippian Indians lived and were buried. We walked around the museum and gift shop and then went outside for the grassy trail that led us to all of the mounds. Here are some pics from our adventure (although had to use my cell phone camera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_22Pu7HqGI/AAAAAAAAAwk/OtEHV-bAotI/s1600/AngelMounds4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_22Pu7HqGI/AAAAAAAAAwk/OtEHV-bAotI/s400/AngelMounds4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hard to see, but this is Andrew sitting inside of a hollowed-out Indian canoe. Love that they encouraged you to get in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_22LByvgEI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Wf96gdy7R_0/s1600/AngelMounds1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_22LByvgEI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Wf96gdy7R_0/s400/AngelMounds1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Looking at some of the exhibits...he is really in his element when he is on an educational, yet fun, trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_22MatrpoI/AAAAAAAAAwU/LcnE9uT9byo/s1600/AngelMounds2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_22MatrpoI/AAAAAAAAAwU/LcnE9uT9byo/s400/AngelMounds2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing outside near one of the mounds. There are steps on the back side of this one that we walked up and could overlook the whole grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_22NmzKckI/AAAAAAAAAwc/GKyVUoa3BgU/s1600/AngelMounds3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_22NmzKckI/AAAAAAAAAwc/GKyVUoa3BgU/s400/AngelMounds3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing the flute we bought as a souvineer of our trip. It was perfect since he's been asking about the recorder I had to learn to play for an education class many years ago. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun place to visit...I love exploring and learning with my boys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-3566236723623834842?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3566236723623834842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=3566236723623834842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3566236723623834842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3566236723623834842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/05/angel-mounds.html' title='Angel Mounds'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_22Pu7HqGI/AAAAAAAAAwk/OtEHV-bAotI/s72-c/AngelMounds4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-6879183984118546373</id><published>2010-05-16T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T21:41:36.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Relay For Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our county's annual Relay for Life was yesterday. This is something our family likes to participate in together. We always do it to remember my brother, who lost a short, hard battle with melanoma in 2005. This year, cancer has reared it's ugly face again in our family as my mom is battling stage 4 colon cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme for this year was "Birthdays". When you are fighting for your life, every additional birthday is a blessing and a gift. The survivors lap always puts things in perspective for me! I can remember when Andrew was 8 and his health was spinning out of control. We were searching for answers and things continued to change with him. At that point, we weren't sure there would be a 9th birthday for him. So I truly understand why Birthdays was the perfect theme for this year's Relay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on the Taekwondo Relay team this year, so we did an Asian Birthdays theme. There's an Asian tradition that if you eat cake with 100 friends on your birthday, you'll have good luck for the year. So, we sold cake and threw in a Chinese mint and a fortune cookie with it. We had all sorts of cute decorations, too! Except the cute little hats bled on the white shirts when it rained off and on throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_CbM_jisTI/AAAAAAAAAvk/i7THfL2nKbc/s1600/may10+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_CbM_jisTI/AAAAAAAAAvk/i7THfL2nKbc/s320/may10+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Setting up tents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_CbSDzWp1I/AAAAAAAAAvs/RvqfZ2DbXrA/s1600/may10+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_CbSDzWp1I/AAAAAAAAAvs/RvqfZ2DbXrA/s320/may10+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_CbVE2OUrI/AAAAAAAAAv0/K45gtmiIxu4/s1600/may10+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_CbVE2OUrI/AAAAAAAAAv0/K45gtmiIxu4/s320/may10+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can see some of our decorations...and the black and red lanterns survived the rain and still glowed at night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_CbfMUiVCI/AAAAAAAAAwE/qVqmhs5rmzU/s1600/may10+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_CbfMUiVCI/AAAAAAAAAwE/qVqmhs5rmzU/s320/may10+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was another fundraiser we did...for $2 people could duke it out. It always drew a crowd.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_CbYJF718I/AAAAAAAAAv8/ynZljyBOwwA/s1600/may10+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_CbYJF718I/AAAAAAAAAv8/ynZljyBOwwA/s320/may10+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone was trying to take a pic of Andrew and I, but the young cute one is missing. I'm usually the one taking pics so what the heck, for once, here's me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our team raised over $3000 this year through our soy candles and candy bar sales in the spring, and our coffee, hot chocolate, cake, and boxing at the Relay. Way to go Stangle's Taekwondo! Already looking forward to next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-6879183984118546373?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/6879183984118546373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=6879183984118546373&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/6879183984118546373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/6879183984118546373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/05/relay-for-life.html' title='Relay For Life'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S_CbM_jisTI/AAAAAAAAAvk/i7THfL2nKbc/s72-c/may10+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-3631162497123388967</id><published>2010-05-11T08:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T08:05:19.981-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jedi Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here are some pics from Isaac's party, otherwise known as Jedi Training. It was a BYOLS (Bring Your Own Light Saber) event, and he got a kick out of telling everyone that. We had a lot of fun and all the kiddos seemed to enjoy it, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-lCoGgPBUI/AAAAAAAAAuk/uF48Y2CFg1g/s1600/May10+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-lCoGgPBUI/AAAAAAAAAuk/uF48Y2CFg1g/s320/May10+033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like everyone was having fun, except my niece Alexis on the right. The older kids (nephew Kaine, Andrew, and Jesse) all were my Droid helpers. However, Alexis just wasn't too into hanging out with a bunch of first graders playing Star Wars. Third graders are much cooler than that, don't ya know??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-lDoTzevMI/AAAAAAAAAus/Acj5aR0LjOE/s1600/May10+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-lDoTzevMI/AAAAAAAAAus/Acj5aR0LjOE/s320/May10+047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part of Jedi Training - the lightsaber relay. These little padawans were better than I expected!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-lERBZn1yI/AAAAAAAAAu0/2HNZ1CnZlJQ/s1600/May10+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-lERBZn1yI/AAAAAAAAAu0/2HNZ1CnZlJQ/s320/May10+048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinnertime...how does that Dugger lady do this 3 times a day? So thankful for being able to have the party at the church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-lEhqEp61I/AAAAAAAAAu8/qZnMWD_NW8k/s1600/May10+049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-lEhqEp61I/AAAAAAAAAu8/qZnMWD_NW8k/s320/May10+049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-lE18zPirI/AAAAAAAAAvE/_vJXD1j6vOI/s1600/May10+052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-lE18zPirI/AAAAAAAAAvE/_vJXD1j6vOI/s320/May10+052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to blow the candles out as soon as the song's over. Can you believe it...a real smile from Isaac?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-lFBZFQ0_I/AAAAAAAAAvM/Opye9-Xtgz4/s1600/May10+055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-lFBZFQ0_I/AAAAAAAAAvM/Opye9-Xtgz4/s320/May10+055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the basement for an asteroid hunt. I found Court protecting the stairway from runaway padawans. Unfortunately, my other pics down here didn't turn out too well. 15 kids running around grabbing asteroids made for blurry pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-lFOHvRMeI/AAAAAAAAAvU/mOCbkYyaVBs/s1600/May10+056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-lFOHvRMeI/AAAAAAAAAvU/mOCbkYyaVBs/s320/May10+056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening gifts...and loving the musical Star Wars card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-lFZq3SHKI/AAAAAAAAAvc/YU8Ppo6IPqA/s1600/May10+063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-lFZq3SHKI/AAAAAAAAAvc/YU8Ppo6IPqA/s320/May10+063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night-shift padawans...playing lightsabers in the dark. Pretty cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-3631162497123388967?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3631162497123388967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=3631162497123388967&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3631162497123388967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3631162497123388967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/05/jedi-training.html' title='Jedi Training'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-lCoGgPBUI/AAAAAAAAAuk/uF48Y2CFg1g/s72-c/May10+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-1140772794849542032</id><published>2010-05-07T08:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T08:18:39.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-QDA-QQ8cI/AAAAAAAAAuE/vLHgnnDWQ50/s1600/spring10+065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-QDA-QQ8cI/AAAAAAAAAuE/vLHgnnDWQ50/s320/spring10+065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seven. Wow! Where has the time gone? Isaac is now 7 years old. The baby we thought we may never have is now suddenly so grown up. We offered to take him to dinner for his birthday, knowing full well that we might be eating McDonald's, but he surprised us. He wanted to go to our favorite Mexican restaurant so he could wear the big sombrero. Keep in mind this is the picky child who really never has been happy to go here with us. However, Andrew once chose this for his b'day dinner and Isaac remembered the sombrero. And the big birthday bowl of fried ice cream. So off we went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-QDn8FnG0I/AAAAAAAAAuU/QnvapEHaU7I/s1600/spring10+067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-QDn8FnG0I/AAAAAAAAAuU/QnvapEHaU7I/s320/spring10+067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-QDrjCB_SI/AAAAAAAAAuc/HEvDRz1CEuM/s1600/spring10+068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-QDrjCB_SI/AAAAAAAAAuc/HEvDRz1CEuM/s320/spring10+068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Three Amigos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"For this child I prayed." 1 Samual 1:27&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-1140772794849542032?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/1140772794849542032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=1140772794849542032&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/1140772794849542032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/1140772794849542032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/05/seven.html' title='Seven'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S-QDA-QQ8cI/AAAAAAAAAuE/vLHgnnDWQ50/s72-c/spring10+065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-8924932840290822462</id><published>2010-05-03T15:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T15:33:46.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Greater Things Are Still To Be Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KgjU-Wj0BKM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KgjU-Wj0BKM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot get this song out of my head today. This is a video that was made by a couple of my friends who go to our church. There are pics from each of the small towns in this part of the county. This song has kind of become our "theme song" at church and I just love it. Let me know what you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-8924932840290822462?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/8924932840290822462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=8924932840290822462&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8924932840290822462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8924932840290822462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/05/greater-things-are-still-to-be-done.html' title='Greater Things Are Still To Be Done'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-2816250070111055341</id><published>2010-05-01T12:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T12:24:45.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>May already?</title><content type='html'>It's been a hectic couple of weeks around here. Andrew had surgery and has been recovering from that. We have had many appointments, and some new progression found, which will ultimately lead to even more appts. We also had a simple ortho appt that will be leading to another oral surgery. He had a tumor in his mouth (last year) that prevented a tooth from growing upwards. Biopsy showed it to be a cyst and they put a button/chain device and put braces on his teeth to attempt to pull it up. The button has come loose, and there are 2 options, but both involve surgery. Poor kid! And this happened on Thursday, which was the first day he felt good in almost 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, May snuck up on us! Isaac has been planning his 7th b'day party since shortly after he turned 6. He has mentioned taking a group of kids to French Lick's indoor waterpark, going to Holiday World, an Indians ballgame, Gatlinburg, and the list goes on and on. He has no concept of money. :) And all he keeps asking for is a real dirtbike or an indoor puppy. NO! So, it's been a challenge to find a suitable (lower key) party and find a present for the boy. He finally decided on a Star Wars party, so I went from there and am hoping he'll love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are counting down the days until school is out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-2816250070111055341?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/2816250070111055341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=2816250070111055341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2816250070111055341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2816250070111055341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-already.html' title='May already?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-3229766301545663487</id><published>2010-04-19T11:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T11:31:37.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Theory of Spoons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8x15H2nHRI/AAAAAAAAAt8/ClgyxjNsd5M/s1600/spoons.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8x15H2nHRI/AAAAAAAAAt8/ClgyxjNsd5M/s320/spoons.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;I came across a story called "The Theory of Spoons" this morning that really hit home. It just so happens to be the morning after we've been gone for FBC Retreat (church family camp) all weekend. The boys had a blast and I know Andrew overdid it. And then last night, he started saying he didn't feel good. His throat hurt, his stomach felt funny, his body ached more than usual. "Ugh...here we go," I thought. Is he really coming down with something, or did he overdo it, or some combination of the two? Fun often comes at a price, so this sentence really stuck out to me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I explained that the difference in being sick and being healthy is  having to make choices or to consciously think about things when the  rest of the world doesn’t have to. The healthy have the luxury of a life  without choices, a gift most people take for granted." &lt;/i&gt;(Christine Miserandino, author of The Theory of Spoons)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Check the article out, it's really good. And it might open your eyes to the statement, "But you don't look sick." And say a little prayer that we know what's best for Andrew in regards to his surgery scheduled for tomorrow. We see the pediatrician at 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-3229766301545663487?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://butyoudontlooksick.com' title='Theory of Spoons'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3229766301545663487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=3229766301545663487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3229766301545663487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3229766301545663487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/04/theory-of-spoons.html' title='Theory of Spoons'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8x15H2nHRI/AAAAAAAAAt8/ClgyxjNsd5M/s72-c/spoons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-500793946862200450</id><published>2010-04-16T08:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T08:41:43.261-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurrection Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Instead of our usual Resurrection Rolls, this year we tried something different at made Resurrection Cookies to celebrate Easter. This is a time-consuming, make ahead cookie, but such a good lesson in it. Everything that goes in has meaning in the death of Jesus and it even gives scripture to read as you do each step. The boys enjoyed themselves and it was fun to especially see Isaac able to read scripture to us now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8hXVLzNRBI/AAAAAAAAAtM/kqiHdZbE5GY/s1600/Spring10+095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8hXVLzNRBI/AAAAAAAAAtM/kqiHdZbE5GY/s320/Spring10+095.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8hXYNQ4plI/AAAAAAAAAtU/IO6jHqwFbvQ/s1600/Spring10+096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8hXYNQ4plI/AAAAAAAAAtU/IO6jHqwFbvQ/s320/Spring10+096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beating the pecans, like the Roman soldiers beat Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8hXdFXB-JI/AAAAAAAAAtc/TFBkrUzgGRM/s1600/Spring10+100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8hXdFXB-JI/AAAAAAAAAtc/TFBkrUzgGRM/s320/Spring10+100.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reading a scripture between steps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8hXi_RLtSI/AAAAAAAAAtk/Nw63dWuk6RY/s1600/Spring10+102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8hXi_RLtSI/AAAAAAAAAtk/Nw63dWuk6RY/s320/Spring10+102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They had to be mixed for a long, long time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8hXmSEvRII/AAAAAAAAAts/iwLSlqwOuA8/s1600/Spring10+103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8hXmSEvRII/AAAAAAAAAts/iwLSlqwOuA8/s320/Spring10+103.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And as you can see, Isaac was greatly amused with the mixer. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8hXr8E5x_I/AAAAAAAAAt0/6A1bmVkgtXg/s1600/Spring10+109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8hXr8E5x_I/AAAAAAAAAt0/6A1bmVkgtXg/s320/Spring10+109.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Sealing the Tomb" overnight. It said to tape it, so instead of a small vertical piece, tape-nut Isaac went across the front of the stove.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The cookies were quite tasty...here's the recipe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Resurrection                         Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;                         &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;                         Read the whole recipe before beginning...&lt;br /&gt;try to do together Saturday night before                         Easter Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 300 degrees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="color: purple;" /&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;                          &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                 &lt;td style="color: purple;" width="200"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                 &lt;td style="color: purple;" width="160"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;You                                 need:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                             &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                 &lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1 cup                                 whole pecans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                 &lt;td width="160"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mixing                                 bowl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                             &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                 &lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;3 egg                                 whites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                 &lt;td width="160"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Wooden                                 spoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                             &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                 &lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1 cup                                 sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                 &lt;td width="160"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                             &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                 &lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1 tsp.                                 vinegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                 &lt;td width="160"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Zipper                                 baggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                             &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                 &lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1 pinch                                 of salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                 &lt;td width="160"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Wax                                 paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                             &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                 &lt;td width="200"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;                                 &lt;td width="160"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Cookie                                 sheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                             &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                                 &lt;td width="200"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;                                 &lt;td width="160"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Tape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                             &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place pecans in the baggy and let the                         children beat them &lt;br /&gt;with the wooden spoon to break into small                         pieces. &lt;br /&gt;Explain that after Jesus was arrested,&lt;br /&gt;He was beaten by the Roman soldiers. &lt;br /&gt;Read - John 19:1-3 to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let child smell the vinegar. &lt;br /&gt;Put 1 tsp. into mixing bowl. &lt;br /&gt;Explain that when Jesus was thirsty on                         the cross, &lt;br /&gt;He was given vinegar to drink.&lt;br /&gt;Read - John 19:28-30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add egg whites to the vinegar. &lt;br /&gt;Eggs represent life. &lt;br /&gt;Explain that Jesus gave His life for our                         life.&lt;br /&gt;Read - John 10:10-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkle a little salt into each child's                         hand &lt;br /&gt;let them taste it then brush the rest                         into the bowl. &lt;br /&gt;Explain that represents the salty tears                         shed by Jesus followers,&lt;br /&gt;and the bitterness of our own sin...&lt;br /&gt;Read - Luke 23:27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far the ingredients are not very                         appetizing. &lt;br /&gt;Add 1 cup sugar. &lt;br /&gt;Explain that the sweetest part of this                         story is &lt;br /&gt;that Jesus died because He loves us. &lt;br /&gt;He wants us to know and belong to Him. &lt;br /&gt;Read - Psalm 34:8 and John 3:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat with mixer on high speed for 11-15                         minutes &lt;br /&gt;until stiff peaks are formed. &lt;br /&gt;Explain that the color white represents                         the purity in God's eyes &lt;br /&gt;of those whose sins have been cleansed by                         Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;Read - Isaiah 1:18 and John 3:1-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fold in broken nuts.&lt;br /&gt;Drop by tsp.onto waxed paper-covered                         cookie sheet.&lt;br /&gt;Explain that each mound represents the                         rocky tomb where Jesus body was laid.                         Read - Matt. 27:65-66&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put cookies sheet in the oven. &lt;br /&gt;Close door and turn oven OFF.&lt;br /&gt;Give each child a piece of tape and seal                         the door. &lt;br /&gt;Explain that Jesus tomb was sealed. &lt;br /&gt;Read - Matt. 27:65-66&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to bed !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explain that they may feel sad to leave                         the cookies in the oven overnight. &lt;br /&gt;Jesus followers were in despair when the                         tomb was sealed.&lt;br /&gt;Read - John 16:20 and 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Resurrection Morning open the oven and                         give everyone a cookie !&lt;br /&gt;Notice the cracked surface and take a                         bite. &lt;br /&gt;The cookies are hollow ! &lt;br /&gt;On the first Resurrection Day Jesus                         followers were amazed &lt;br /&gt;to find the tomb open and empty. &lt;br /&gt;Read - Matt. 28:1-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="color: red;" /&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: purple;"&gt;He                         Has Risen ! Hallelujah                         ! ! ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Author:                         Unknown&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-500793946862200450?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/500793946862200450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=500793946862200450&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/500793946862200450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/500793946862200450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/04/resurrection-cookies.html' title='Resurrection Cookies'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8hXVLzNRBI/AAAAAAAAAtM/kqiHdZbE5GY/s72-c/Spring10+095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-5256838941179539749</id><published>2010-04-14T08:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T12:16:18.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>I know I'm a little behind, but here are some pics to share from Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Isaac at the local Community Home's annual egg hunt. Between the lack of advertising this year, and the rain, there were only 3 kids older than 5. They had a dining room of eggs all to themselves and all won a prize.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8Wt4SVh5kI/AAAAAAAAArM/ieF5Cyucu_Y/s1600/Spring10+080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8Wt4SVh5kI/AAAAAAAAArM/ieF5Cyucu_Y/s320/Spring10+080.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That night, we colored Easter eggs. Thomas and Kayla were here for dinner, so Kayla joined us. We doodled on the eggs with white crayon first, and then colored them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8WuV3mXNII/AAAAAAAAArU/JPUytbK1JNo/s1600/Spring10+082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8WuV3mXNII/AAAAAAAAArU/JPUytbK1JNo/s320/Spring10+082.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaac is really concentrating, as you can see by the tongue! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8WyYPWhAwI/AAAAAAAAAs8/w74fexlynIs/s1600/Spring10+088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8WyYPWhAwI/AAAAAAAAAs8/w74fexlynIs/s320/Spring10+088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8WurKxNRiI/AAAAAAAAArk/60MbFmBrQ9c/s1600/Spring10+091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8WurKxNRiI/AAAAAAAAArk/60MbFmBrQ9c/s320/Spring10+091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8Wyqgc_TCI/AAAAAAAAAtE/wmuM81mSwbM/s1600/Spring10+092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8Wyqgc_TCI/AAAAAAAAAtE/wmuM81mSwbM/s320/Spring10+092.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished product!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8WvM6XxXJI/AAAAAAAAAr0/X7JsAuhhyUg/s1600/Spring10+093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8WvM6XxXJI/AAAAAAAAAr0/X7JsAuhhyUg/s320/Spring10+093.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Easter morning...the kid LOVES Peeps!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Trying the sour squeeze sucker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8Wv0FTDDEI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Z606QzlZCtc/s1600/Spring10+110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8Wv0FTDDEI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Z606QzlZCtc/s320/Spring10+110.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8WwNo-_KkI/AAAAAAAAAsM/BGOl0dpIAa8/s1600/Spring10+112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8WwNo-_KkI/AAAAAAAAAsM/BGOl0dpIAa8/s320/Spring10+112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8Wv-XfHTNI/AAAAAAAAAsE/4WB3osvYdx8/s1600/Spring10+111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8Wv-XfHTNI/AAAAAAAAAsE/4WB3osvYdx8/s320/Spring10+111.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac is showing Andrew his loot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8WwX6_uYbI/AAAAAAAAAsU/_ulwSmakG44/s1600/Spring10+121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8WwX6_uYbI/AAAAAAAAAsU/_ulwSmakG44/s320/Spring10+121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Told you it was sour...but you kept eating it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8WwoSnJBuI/AAAAAAAAAsk/tNa4JHEuBO0/s1600/Spring10+128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8WwoSnJBuI/AAAAAAAAAsk/tNa4JHEuBO0/s400/Spring10+128.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My handsome boys...they clean up pretty nicely, don't they?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8WwrpxfDGI/AAAAAAAAAss/FC0-TR-gX8s/s1600/Spring10+133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8WwrpxfDGI/AAAAAAAAAss/FC0-TR-gX8s/s320/Spring10+133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8WwurfuEwI/AAAAAAAAAs0/_fPqPo7SiBk/s1600/Spring10+135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8WwurfuEwI/AAAAAAAAAs0/_fPqPo7SiBk/s320/Spring10+135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Posing, after dinner at Mamaw and Papaw's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-5256838941179539749?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5256838941179539749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=5256838941179539749&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/5256838941179539749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/5256838941179539749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8Wt4SVh5kI/AAAAAAAAArM/ieF5Cyucu_Y/s72-c/Spring10+080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-7319140969566373803</id><published>2010-04-11T20:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:41:46.911-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange Belts!</title><content type='html'>For the past few months, Andrew and Court have been taking Taekwondo classes. Most weeks, they are there on Tuesday evening and Saturday morning, working on their forms and soaking it all in. Even though I don't even claim to have any interest in it, I love what this means for our family. Taekwondo was brought up when Andrew's Dr's at Riley said "No" to him playing basketball. He was crushed by this, and even suggested we just not tell the Dr's he was playing. He has taken everything he's been through in stride up to this point, so it really bothered me that he was taking this so hard, although I could certainly understand his frustrations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mito team felt like Taekwondo would be a good alternative, since they want Andrew to remain active, but not overdo it physically. Court had taken it as a teen, so was happy to be strongly encouraged to take it with Andrew to monitor him closely. On a good day, it wears Andrew out completely. On a bad day, his Daddy is there to make him take a drink and a break. Even in all their excitement, though, they were less than proud of their white belts they started out with. In fact, they immediately started counting down to the next quarterly test date. :) Here is everyone who passed their belt tests - Court was probably excited to be one of the taller kids for this pic. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8JqmscleZI/AAAAAAAAArE/5q3z6N08JQI/s1600/Spring10+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8JqmscleZI/AAAAAAAAArE/5q3z6N08JQI/s400/Spring10+067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459042911325092242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are, just a few months after they started and they are now officially orange belts. This means they can now spar, and also that they aren't the lowest belts in the class. Even though they both come home and rub Biofreeze all over their bodies, they truly enjoy it. :) They take such pride in learning new forms and practicing them. They have already counted down how long it will be before they get their black belts even. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8JqmA9_T_I/AAAAAAAAAq8/aDVSBUeD9VI/s1600/Spring10+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8JqmA9_T_I/AAAAAAAAAq8/aDVSBUeD9VI/s400/Spring10+065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459042899654037490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8JqlVQ2I4I/AAAAAAAAAq0/eRtc_CS7VV0/s1600/Spring10+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8JqlVQ2I4I/AAAAAAAAAq0/eRtc_CS7VV0/s400/Spring10+064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459042887921968002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes me the happiest is the quality time they get by doing this together. And the fact that my children have been blessed with an amazing, hands-on daddy. So even if it doesn't interest me in the least bit, my heart smiles watching them enjoy this together!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8JqkxarCbI/AAAAAAAAAqs/j9nHbFnx6zk/s1600/Spring10+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8JqkxarCbI/AAAAAAAAAqs/j9nHbFnx6zk/s400/Spring10+061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459042878299507122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-7319140969566373803?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7319140969566373803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=7319140969566373803&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7319140969566373803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7319140969566373803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/04/orange-belts.html' title='Orange Belts!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S8JqmscleZI/AAAAAAAAArE/5q3z6N08JQI/s72-c/Spring10+067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-3467845715948630705</id><published>2010-03-30T08:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T08:16:50.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God ALWAYS hears our prayers!</title><content type='html'>Last night, Isaac wanted to go for a bike ride, so off we went. He was on his bike and I was walking. There's a church about a block from our house and he loves to ride in their parking lot and also go down the ramp on their sidewalk. I had to get on him for zipping right into the road and tried to show him how to go down the ramp and into the tiny parking lot. He said he couldn't stop in time to avoid the road. I explained that a car might say the same thing about why they hit him. He was upset with me, but I told him I'd rather him be mad at me than hurt, or even worse. He wasn't wanting to listen real well and in his 6 year-old mind, he just didn't see any danger. I decided we'd better head back towards home and away from the highway. In an all-boy fashion, he takes off on his bike with his legs out, carefree. I chuckled because I've never been able to be so carefree. Then I started to pray that God would just put a hedge of protection around him as he goes through life so carefree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sooner that I'd prayed that prayer, he rolled right through the stop sign at the intersection on our street. And there it was...a car! They had been there, behind a big bush, and were getting ready to turn, when thankfully, they saw him. I screamed his name and took off towards him. The car went on and waved as they passed. It wasn't dramatic, no screeching of tires to stop. But still, there was my carefree child, my baby, and a car. It could have been a different scenario. I was crying, although Isaac didn't seem to see what the danger was. Moments after it happened, my friend Deb was walking down the street and stopped to talk. I was pretty shaken up, so we talked, and she gave me a hug and prayed with me. I told her about the prayer and how I'd just finished it when the car came. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, he won't be riding the bike for a few days. I sincerely hope he's learned from this. I know I have learned. I learned that God hears our every prayer. I knew that before, but this just drove it home!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-3467845715948630705?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3467845715948630705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=3467845715948630705&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3467845715948630705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3467845715948630705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/03/god-always-hears-our-prayers.html' title='God ALWAYS hears our prayers!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-4086057614183733813</id><published>2010-03-24T10:08:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T10:36:27.489-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Fun - Part 2! Lincoln's Boyhood Home</title><content type='html'>Our other adventure last week was to Lincoln Boyhood National Memorial in Lincoln City, IN. We found it quite interesting to watch the short film, wander the trails, see the cabin memorial, have a picnic at the beach (!!!), and just enjoy our day. We went with our good friends Mary and Ryan, which made the day even more special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew, Isaac, and Ryan standing outside of the visitors center. The walls were made of Indiana limestone and had really cool scenes on them. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6ofy6NIGbI/AAAAAAAAAqU/vguVs5VCh5c/s1600/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6ofy6NIGbI/AAAAAAAAAqU/vguVs5VCh5c/s320/076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452205258363640242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the grave of Nancy Hanks Lincoln, Abe's mother, who died of milk sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6ofzX-Hh9I/AAAAAAAAAqc/8HVQbEXatak/s1600/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6ofzX-Hh9I/AAAAAAAAAqc/8HVQbEXatak/s320/078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452205266353752018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a real working farm here (in season). This is the chicken coop, which were the only animals on-site for our visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6ofyWYr76I/AAAAAAAAAqM/Og3YY3HK3yY/s1600/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6ofyWYr76I/AAAAAAAAAqM/Og3YY3HK3yY/s320/086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452205248748449698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A replica cabin, which you can go inside of in season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6ofyKDH33I/AAAAAAAAAqE/g8RMgsjcjME/s1600/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6ofyKDH33I/AAAAAAAAAqE/g8RMgsjcjME/s320/083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452205245436780402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actual cabin site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6ofxuxLRcI/AAAAAAAAAp8/tk_jIECVQV4/s1600/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6ofxuxLRcI/AAAAAAAAAp8/tk_jIECVQV4/s320/082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452205238113748418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A train track runs through the walking trails. Mary and I were on the other side from the boys when we heard the whistle and took off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6oejWs0WvI/AAAAAAAAAp0/ynGroB21bGY/s1600/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6oejWs0WvI/AAAAAAAAAp0/ynGroB21bGY/s320/081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452203891623222002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 Love my boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6oei7xcw2I/AAAAAAAAAps/LUrI_JEMiy4/s1600/097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6oei7xcw2I/AAAAAAAAAps/LUrI_JEMiy4/s320/097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452203884394890082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had wanted to go to a real beach on spring break, so we were quite surprised to find out there was a beach at the park! After lunch, we played there for awhile. Ryan was the only one to get more than his feet wet...haha! That darn slippery dock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6oeiYkRA8I/AAAAAAAAApk/tX0CkZUu6RY/s1600/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6oeiYkRA8I/AAAAAAAAApk/tX0CkZUu6RY/s320/119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452203874944353218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6oeh-_utDI/AAAAAAAAApc/rd7ss2l8kgU/s1600/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6oeh-_utDI/AAAAAAAAApc/rd7ss2l8kgU/s320/122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452203868080223282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6oehW_42OI/AAAAAAAAApU/LRwf5FK_Kw4/s1600/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6oehW_42OI/AAAAAAAAApU/LRwf5FK_Kw4/s320/123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452203857343469794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-4086057614183733813?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4086057614183733813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=4086057614183733813&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4086057614183733813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4086057614183733813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break-fun-part-2.html' title='Spring Break Fun - Part 2! Lincoln&apos;s Boyhood Home'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6ofy6NIGbI/AAAAAAAAAqU/vguVs5VCh5c/s72-c/076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-3633412292053791611</id><published>2010-03-20T09:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T09:41:36.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6TMx4lOlpI/AAAAAAAAAo8/B7aELbVRbWM/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6TMx4lOlpI/AAAAAAAAAo8/B7aELbVRbWM/s400/045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450706606399329938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were off of school this past week so we decided to go and have some fun. On Monday, Court took the day off after working the men's walk over the weekend. We took the boys out for breakfast, which we rarely do. Afterwards, we went for a "drive." We were actually headed to French Lick to the Big Splash Waterpark Hotel, but they had no idea. Court told the boys he needed to run in and use the bathroom, and Isaac kept saying, "Can't we just go home and get our swim trunks and come back?" They were quite surprised to find out we'd already packed them and we were there for the day! We had so much fun...well, except for the one time Andrew convinced me to go on the toilet bowl waterslide. As we swirled around and around the bowl part, I was convinced we would pop over the side. Then, we swirled down to the hole, which felt like a straight drop. I know I was screaming loudly. After the ride was over, Andrew was hysterical. He said I screamed, "Lord Jesus, please come back NOW!" :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great family day and loved not having any kind of schedule. The only bad part was we ate a big breakfast purposely so we didn't have to take time out for lunch at the waterpark. When we left, we went out for pizza and Isaac realized it was supper time, but we hadn't had any lunch. He basically wouldn't eat it until we convinced him it was lunch and he could have supper when we got home. I guess not all of us enjoyed a day without a schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6TMywHvnbI/AAAAAAAAApM/MtC4cFsJmD4/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6TMywHvnbI/AAAAAAAAApM/MtC4cFsJmD4/s400/053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450706621308050866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6TMycn_iMI/AAAAAAAAApE/o-ZtSrpHmuQ/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6TMycn_iMI/AAAAAAAAApE/o-ZtSrpHmuQ/s400/050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450706616074602690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-3633412292053791611?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3633412292053791611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=3633412292053791611&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3633412292053791611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3633412292053791611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break-fun.html' title='Spring Break Fun!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6TMx4lOlpI/AAAAAAAAAo8/B7aELbVRbWM/s72-c/045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-5508518328042700307</id><published>2010-03-18T09:14:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T10:51:38.744-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MDA Shamrock Appearance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6IockyBFsI/AAAAAAAAAo0/i3gCnuu-i04/s1600-h/127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6IockyBFsI/AAAAAAAAAo0/i3gCnuu-i04/s400/127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449962970446632642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was an exhausting day for us. First of all, we did a lot the 2 days before due to spring break (more on that in another post). Plus, I still struggle with facing things I never wanted to face in life, being in a "club" I didn't ask to join. Most of the time, my faith is strong and I rely on God to carry me through. But, I'm human, and sometimes it just hits. Especially when there is so much in one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew was asked to make an appearance on behalf of the MDA (Muscular Dystrophy Association) in Terre Haute. They wanted him to go to Lowe's and talk to the employees and thank them for selling the shamrocks. The MDA has expanded their shamrock sales through the end of March this year, due to lower sales due to the economy. As always, Andrew did great and always manages to come up with something profound to say. He's a natural! He wanted the cashiers to know that MDA pays for all the camp fees for the kids, and he is looking forward to going this summer. And also that you can't always see what a person is dealing with everday. Wow! The store manager said he wished he'd arranged for a newscrew to be there because he knew that would increase the shamrock sales for sure!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, we also had a couple of appts. at Riley Children's Hospital, where we heard a couple of dreaded words...progression, and surgery. Then we went to visit my family and the kids enjoyed playing with their cousins. However, mom just started chemo for stage 4 colon cancer. I overheard her talking to my Isaac about losing her hair in the next couple of weeks. He just looked at her funny in typical Isaac fashion and ran off to play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted any of these scenerios to happen in my life. However, I know that God has a plan. I used to always think God doesn't give you more than you can handle, but I've come to realize that thinking is wrong. He doesn't want us to handle it ourselves. He wants us to rely on Him to get through. And boy, do I rely on Him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-5508518328042700307?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5508518328042700307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=5508518328042700307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/5508518328042700307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/5508518328042700307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/03/mda-appearance.html' title='MDA Shamrock Appearance'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S6IockyBFsI/AAAAAAAAAo0/i3gCnuu-i04/s72-c/127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-9079815468813810587</id><published>2010-03-11T08:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T09:06:52.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the mouths of babes...</title><content type='html'>Several years ago, I was driving to work on a cool fall morning. My boys were with me and we weren't too far from home. Out of nowhere,&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; wham! &lt;/span&gt; A deer ran into the highway and hit the front corner of my vehicle. As if that weren't enough for it, it bounced a little and it hit the front of my van, killing it this time. I was panicking! My 5 year old was crying asking if it was a reindeer I just killed. My colicky 6 month old was already having his morning cry. I put the vehicle in park and got out. I have no idea why I jumped out, just instinct, I guess. Anyhow, there was a semi behind me, and he stopped and walked over to me as I was getting out. We went towards the front to assess the damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we approached the front of the vehicle, the deer that I thought was dead stood up!!! At this point, I was about to pee my pants thinking the thing would attack us. Instead, it just hobbled off, badly injured, through the ditch and back into the woods. The truck driver called the police for me while I checked on the boys. Meanwhile, a family friend who lives nearby was also behind us in traffic. She said to come to her house to settle down and wait for the accident report. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour and a half later, we were back on the road. There was quite a lot of damage, but the vehicle was driveable. In fact, there was a large crack down the front and it looked like a chunk of deer fur was stuck in it. I took the youngest to daycare, then headed to work. I was the director of a Christian preschool and this was one of our biggest, busiest days of the school year. It was the day of our Thanksgiving Feast, where students from both age groups come for lunch and bring their parents, grandparents, etc. Thankfully, we had a wonderful kitchen crew lined up, and a great teaching assistant who held down the fort until I could get there. My oldest, Andrew, was in preschool at the time and was so worried about missing the feast. We walked in just as the kids were getting ready to sing a couple of songs. Apparently everyone had been told about our morning as they clapped when we came in. Oh brother!  I then hear roaring laughter from some of the volunteers. Turns out, Andrew told them, "We are late because my mom has hair in her crack!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT? Why on earth did my husband's child say this? :-) Needless to say, I had to explain our morning, and everyone was just about in tears laughing. Oh kid...someday this story will come back to haunt you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-9079815468813810587?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/9079815468813810587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=9079815468813810587&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/9079815468813810587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/9079815468813810587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/03/out-of-mouths-of-babes.html' title='Out of the mouths of babes...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-653448426835969404</id><published>2010-03-03T15:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T15:20:05.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Card Shower for Megan</title><content type='html'>I know there are people who read this blog, even though there aren't any comments. (Ahem...)  :-)  Anyhow, I was asking a friend today how a local girl, Megan, is doing with her leukemia treatments. She said she is in in 5th and final round of treatments and is about to lose the tiny bit of new growth she's had of hair. She's had such a good outlook all along. She loves decorating her room while she's inpatient. Whether you know Megan or not, would you please take a moment and send her a card? She is a beautiful 4th grader with the biggest brown eyes I've ever seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's her address: Riley Hospital for Children 702 Barnhill Drive Indianapolis, IN 46202 c/o Megan Snyder Rm 5134&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and God Bless!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-653448426835969404?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/653448426835969404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=653448426835969404&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/653448426835969404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/653448426835969404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/03/card-shower-for-megan.html' title='Card Shower for Megan'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-1546843183394443055</id><published>2010-02-28T08:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T08:21:17.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A cord of three strands</title><content type='html'>We went to the best wedding I think I've ever been to last night. Our pastor was married to another dear friend of ours. My husband had the honor of being a groomsman and I was a server. This couple is so special to us, and obviously so many others. In fact, there wasn't a local church big enough to hold all their loved ones! They were married in a large community center in the heart of Amish country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bride and groom wrote their own vows and made a covenant with God and each other to love and serve God and others. Then, they served communion to each guest who wanted to partake. I know God has big plans for their ministry together, and I was deeply moved by the fact that they began this ministry on their wedding day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was typical in many ways, and then different in so many others. I think it was the perfect day that the bride has dreamed of all of her life! It was such an honor and a blessing to be a part of this special day. I look forward to seeing God work in the lives of these two who love God, each other, and others so much! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"A cord of three strands is not easily broken." Ecclesiastes 4:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-1546843183394443055?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/1546843183394443055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=1546843183394443055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/1546843183394443055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/1546843183394443055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/02/ministry-that-begins-on-your-wedding.html' title='A cord of three strands'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-8987743828757104056</id><published>2010-02-24T10:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T10:25:17.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Talk: Vinegar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S4VEuSMKm4I/AAAAAAAAAos/WXth8l6nNsE/s1600-h/vinegar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 114px; height: 114px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S4VEuSMKm4I/AAAAAAAAAos/WXth8l6nNsE/s320/vinegar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441831286694648706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinegar is such a natural and cheap product and I use it for many things. For instance, instead of fabric softener, I pour this into my washing machine for the rinse cycle. At first I was leery and knew I didn't want to walk around smelling like deviled eggs or something. But, it works great! Once the clothes are dry, it leaves no odor behind and it really works. No static cling, just soft, clean-smelling clothes. :-) And if you have stinky clothes, just put some vinegar in with the wash to get the stench out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also keep a spray bottle of vinegar and water mix under my sink. It's a natural disinfectant, so I use it to clean out lunchboxes, wipe down counters, etc. My mother-in-law taught me this many, many years ago. In fact, she also makes some great cookies, but you'd never guess the secret ingredient is vinegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinegar is known to kill mold, mildew, and germs. However, it's not registered as a pesticide, so they cannot make these claims on the bottle. And, unlike most commercial antibacterial cleaners, vinegar is non-toxic! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been working on getting some of the chemicals out of our home over the past couple of years. Vinegar has been one change we've made. There are so many more uses for it, and someday I'll share some more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any natural things you do in your home you'd like to share?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-8987743828757104056?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/8987743828757104056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=8987743828757104056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8987743828757104056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8987743828757104056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/02/lets-talk-vinegar.html' title='Let&apos;s Talk: Vinegar!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S4VEuSMKm4I/AAAAAAAAAos/WXth8l6nNsE/s72-c/vinegar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-6238278378272814922</id><published>2010-02-21T17:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T18:02:54.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Pancakes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S4G1SR548NI/AAAAAAAAAoE/6n_dZUmngYU/s1600-h/20953_310941568722_58419128722_3736680_3201511_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 102px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S4G1SR548NI/AAAAAAAAAoE/6n_dZUmngYU/s400/20953_310941568722_58419128722_3736680_3201511_s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440829150488752338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can resist a free plate of pancakes at IHOP? This Tuesday, select IHOP's will offer this deal, in exchange for a donation to the Riley Children's Foundation. To find participating stores click &lt;a href=" http://bit.ly/8Y29Ik."&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley Hospital is a cause near and dear to our hearts and we travel there quite often - in fact, tomorrow! If you've never been touched by a miracle at Riley, think of this sweet face as you enjoy your pancakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S4G4jhaoxjI/AAAAAAAAAok/KiVfSlBqEqc/s1600-h/fall09+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S4G4jhaoxjI/AAAAAAAAAok/KiVfSlBqEqc/s320/fall09+019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440832745245296178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-6238278378272814922?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/6238278378272814922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=6238278378272814922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/6238278378272814922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/6238278378272814922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/02/free-pancakes.html' title='Free Pancakes!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S4G1SR548NI/AAAAAAAAAoE/6n_dZUmngYU/s72-c/20953_310941568722_58419128722_3736680_3201511_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-841554224641799241</id><published>2010-02-18T08:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T08:44:31.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trust Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S31BqcT3-8I/AAAAAAAAAn0/E8W3SpcSpNA/s1600-h/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 159px; height: 88px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S31BqcT3-8I/AAAAAAAAAn0/E8W3SpcSpNA/s320/index.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439576122343291842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember back in junior high days when at some point you tried the trust fall with a group? Where you cross your arms and fall, counting on those around you to catch you. The moral of the story is this is what God does for us, in every situation, if we simply trust. I remember being at a youth group lock-in and this happening. I shied away to the side and managed not to participate. Whew... dodged that bullet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith has always come very easy to me. But I'm finding trust, not so much. Of course I say I trust God, and I truly do - to some extent. But there's that part of me that holds on to a bit for myself and tries to solve my problem myself. As if my solution is going to work better than His?? As if He really needs my advice. I'm pretty sure I could drop my voluntary service as adviser to The Great I Am. He doesn't need me worrying, but instead just handing things over for good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a big lesson for me right now. Feeling a bit overwhelmed when I try to hold on to things. I always feel better when I let it go. But then I pick it back up again. Ouch! Why do I do that? I don't want God to be my co-pilot. Those bumper stickers always struck me as odd. If He's the co-pilot he's sitting in the wrong seat!! And He doesn't need a co-pilot anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm trying to trust. It's a process, but I'm praying for peace as I once-again turn it over and trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;9 Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go."&lt;/span&gt; Joshua 1:9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-841554224641799241?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/841554224641799241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=841554224641799241&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/841554224641799241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/841554224641799241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/02/trust-fall.html' title='The Trust Fall'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S31BqcT3-8I/AAAAAAAAAn0/E8W3SpcSpNA/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-8836757678943834529</id><published>2010-02-15T11:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T13:41:53.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Been Awhile</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since I've blogged. Part of that was being busy with the humdrum of life, but mostly it was feeling like I had nothing to really say. And who am I saying it to, anyways? No comments left me feeling like I was talking to myself in cyberspace, which is really a weird feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm back, and hopefully have a bit of purpose to blog about now. I have joined up with Book Sneeze through Thomas Nelson Publishing. I will get to choose a free book, in return for posting about it. I like to read, so I am looking forward to getting free books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were only two options for this first round, so I chose the one most suited to me. It's "A Century Turns" by William Bennett. This is the description of the book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Author, historian, and educator William J. Bennett examines America’s last two decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mAvsqJwyI/AAAAAAAAAnE/aSrfYE7O90I/s1600-h/_76_125_Book.140.cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 76px; height: 114px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mAvsqJwyI/AAAAAAAAAnE/aSrfYE7O90I/s320/_76_125_Book.140.cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438519581956752162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty years ago, John McCain was serving his second year in the Senate, and Colin Powell had just been promoted to chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff. There was no Fox News Channel, no American Idol. Saddam Hussein and the Ayatollah Ruholla Khomeni ruled Iraq and Iran, respectively. George W. Bush was the fairly unnoticeable son of the then-president. If you asked someone to “email me,” you would have received a blank stare, and “Amazon” was a forest in South America. Finally, 20 years ago a young man named Barack Obama was elected the first black president of the Harvard Law Review. The two decades from 1988 to 2008 have proved to be some of the most pivotal in America’s history. Based on a lifetime of experience in government and education, William J. Bennett defines the events that shaped American history during the final years of the century."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds pretty interesting and probably right up my alley. I have the rare gift of loving to read non-fiction. My 11 year old is the same way. The librarians at the public library always comment how unusual this is, especially for a child. I say, hey, it comes in handy when playing Trivial Pursuit. Pick me, pick me! I'm full of random knowledge. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-8836757678943834529?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/8836757678943834529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=8836757678943834529&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8836757678943834529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8836757678943834529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2010/02/been-awhile.html' title='Been Awhile'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mAvsqJwyI/AAAAAAAAAnE/aSrfYE7O90I/s72-c/_76_125_Book.140.cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-8026511140906375498</id><published>2009-10-14T10:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T10:27:33.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/StXfLfMlj7I/AAAAAAAAAmw/6kja86JWzoE/s1600-h/fall09+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/StXfLfMlj7I/AAAAAAAAAmw/6kja86JWzoE/s320/fall09+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392461517291884466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/StXfKxDG-AI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Lt4gIhzVtx0/s1600-h/fall09+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/StXfKxDG-AI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Lt4gIhzVtx0/s320/fall09+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392461504904099842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of pics taken on Andrew's birthday. I love the one of his beaming smile! I wish he could have a birthday everyday because his energy level was just great!!! He asked for my Oreo ice cream pie I make instead of a cake. He even wrote in his thank you notes how good the pie was. :) This boy makes my heart smile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-8026511140906375498?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/8026511140906375498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=8026511140906375498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8026511140906375498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8026511140906375498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/10/andrew.html' title='Andrew'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/StXfLfMlj7I/AAAAAAAAAmw/6kja86JWzoE/s72-c/fall09+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-3857222658459459094</id><published>2009-10-06T11:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T11:23:10.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4018 Days Ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sstgw88yd0I/AAAAAAAAAmg/WjUSOhXi5vw/s1600-h/fall09+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sstgw88yd0I/AAAAAAAAAmg/WjUSOhXi5vw/s320/fall09+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389507773190010690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became a mom for the first time! Hard to believe, but it's been 11 years, today! Happy Birthday to my sweet Andrew!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-3857222658459459094?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3857222658459459094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=3857222658459459094&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3857222658459459094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3857222658459459094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/10/4018-days-ago.html' title='4018 Days Ago'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sstgw88yd0I/AAAAAAAAAmg/WjUSOhXi5vw/s72-c/fall09+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-2281258426192231929</id><published>2009-09-18T17:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:05:45.011-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mito Kids Rock!</title><content type='html'>I found a new &lt;a href="http://www.mitokidsrock.com"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; today and wanted to share it. They have shirts that say "Mito Kids Rock" and they have a new book written for kids to help them understand mito. The book is called "Energy Makers and Mito Kids" and it's only $5 + shipping. I ordered one and it's on it's way here already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course this ugly disease hits home for us, so anything we can do to promote research is worthwhile. We continue to pray for quick research and slow progression for Andrew. Thanks to answered prayers, he's doing great right now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-2281258426192231929?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/2281258426192231929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=2281258426192231929&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2281258426192231929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2281258426192231929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/09/mito-kids-rock.html' title='Mito Kids Rock!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-3113547117957741654</id><published>2009-08-21T08:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T09:22:24.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying for Change</title><content type='html'>Awhile back, I went to the car wash to sweep out the van. We'd just returned from vacation and it was a mess. And in the three years since we bought it, this was the first time we'd completely taken the back seat and back storage out. I figured I might as well give it a good cleaning before putting it all back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Court offered me some change, but I said I had plenty. The day before I did. Where it was now that the sweeper was beeping at me, I don't know. I didn't find it in time and it went off. That meant instead of putting an extra quarter in, it was full price again. I dug around in the van and in my purse and found 2 quarters, but still needed one more. I got desperate and started looking on the ground and just asking God to help me find a quarter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw it...a quarter? No, a dime. Dang it! But I grabbed it anyways and searched my purse again. Still no quarters in there, but I did find a nickel and another dime. AHA! I quickly grabbed my coins and asked the smart guy with lots of quarters from the change machine if he'd trade me for one of his quarters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Always have lots of quarters (or one dollar bills for change machine) when you go to the car wash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, really, it got me thinking of something bigger. It made me think of how many times I call out to God asking Him for exactly what &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; "need". And did I actually need to find a quarter? NO. He gave me exactly what I needed, the dime. So, instead of putting limits on God, I need to try to just let go and let HIM decide what's best. I tend to get overly excited when God shows up and answers my prayers in a big way. Or, I think, like the dime, "that's not what I asked for". Who am I to decide, really? To think that the God who created the universe cares about my silly prayers is pretty amazing! But he hears every single one and they matter to HIM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one who tends to put God in a 'box'? Tell me what you're thinking. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-3113547117957741654?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3113547117957741654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=3113547117957741654&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3113547117957741654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3113547117957741654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/08/awhile-back-i-went-to-car-wash-to-sweep.html' title='Praying for Change'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-989901481112920930</id><published>2009-08-12T10:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T11:29:41.238-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever tried to give a cat a bath???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SoLfYYZ9gQI/AAAAAAAAAmE/SObX0AOLykI/s1600-h/summer+2009+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SoLfYYZ9gQI/AAAAAAAAAmE/SObX0AOLykI/s320/summer+2009+044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369099315740246274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SoLfXMvkJPI/AAAAAAAAAl8/URbzVUOT3dw/s1600-h/summer+2009+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SoLfXMvkJPI/AAAAAAAAAl8/URbzVUOT3dw/s320/summer+2009+043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369099295429764338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SoLfWrE2EAI/AAAAAAAAAl0/L-1RUSkxwwE/s1600-h/summer+2009+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SoLfWrE2EAI/AAAAAAAAAl0/L-1RUSkxwwE/s320/summer+2009+042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369099286392213506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SoLfV1Wq5sI/AAAAAAAAAls/VS8bF1PDwlc/s1600-h/summer+2009+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SoLfV1Wq5sI/AAAAAAAAAls/VS8bF1PDwlc/s320/summer+2009+041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369099271971464898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how when you try to put a cat in water the claws come out? They fight with all they have to avoid going in the water. Well, this was the case yesterday...except it wasn't the cat. It was the first day of school and it was Isaac. He cried, he hid, he was shaking, he begged to stay home, etc. It was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew, on the other hand, was delighted to start 5th grade. This was also not settling well with Isaac, who was frankly getting annoyed with his brother's happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the day, Isaac decided it wasn't so bad. His biggest fear, he said, was being sent to the principal's office if he was bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the whole story is our prayer before school. He was literally on my lap trembling, so I started to pray with him. On a whim, I decided to ask God to have a friend be right there when he got to school. I figured if he saw a buddy, he might seperate from me easier. Sure enough, as soon as we walked into the doors of the school, there was a familiar face. And not just any familiar face, his best buddy Zach. God is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-989901481112920930?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/989901481112920930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=989901481112920930&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/989901481112920930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/989901481112920930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/08/ever-tried-to-give-cat-bath.html' title='Ever tried to give a cat a bath???'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SoLfYYZ9gQI/AAAAAAAAAmE/SObX0AOLykI/s72-c/summer+2009+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-2582558165182220807</id><published>2009-08-10T20:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:34:35.648-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The note and an update</title><content type='html'>I was on the phone briefly tonight and I see Andrew writing me a note. It said, "I dropped my flush bag in the toilet. What do I do?" Needless to say, I had to hang up. He had to get the bag out, which filled up with toilet water while it sat in there. Yuck! We have a huge box of 300 of the bags he fills up for his flush. The problem is, due to his mickey button, he has a special attachment for his stomach. We only get these one at a time in our monthly Clarian delivery. We opened up the only one we have, so hopefully nothing will happen to this one. Never a dull moment around here, I tell ya.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our last day of "freedom" since school starts tomorrow. But, due to our electrical issues from the weekend, we had an electrician lined up to come today. He called last night and changed the time to 7 am! The good news is it was a bad breaker and an easy fix. And it also gave us our afternoon back to do something fun before school starts up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I cannot believe school is already starting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-2582558165182220807?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/2582558165182220807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=2582558165182220807&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2582558165182220807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2582558165182220807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/08/note-and-update.html' title='The note and an update'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-2141865893216782270</id><published>2009-08-09T15:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T15:29:12.697-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Giggling in church</title><content type='html'>We had a great sermon today, about the not-so-popular sermon topic of money. However, at one point, Seth was trying to make a point about how good we have it in this country. He said something to the effect of everyone having transportation, electricity, air conditioning, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What he didn't realize is that we'd had electrical problems the night before in our house. Bad problems. The upstairs powers kept turning off and on and when Court went out to check the breaker, it was SIZZLING! Bad problems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he turned of that breaker completely until the electrician can get here tomorrow. And we camped out downstairs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it made me giggle a bit when he said we all had electricity. And air...the poor inlaws house got struck by lightning, so they are without a/c right now. So we all had our own little chuckle in our pew when that was said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And eventually, things will be back to "normal" around here (if there is such a thing!). And we'll be back to living better than 90% of the world. But the timing was just kinda funny for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-2141865893216782270?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/2141865893216782270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=2141865893216782270&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2141865893216782270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2141865893216782270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/08/giggling-in-church.html' title='Giggling in church'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-254988031851457616</id><published>2009-08-01T21:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T21:57:58.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When in Sulpher, IN...</title><content type='html'>You know that old saying "When in Rome, do as the Romans do..." Well, we had our own version of it recently. We were traveling with these 5 cute boys to Lexington, KY for a family get together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SnTxPdtC_XI/AAAAAAAAAlM/A3spHvI6n18/s1600-h/summer+09+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SnTxPdtC_XI/AAAAAAAAAlM/A3spHvI6n18/s320/summer+09+052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365178304079002994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in time, we were traveling down 64 with five boys who needed a bathroom break. And it was getting more desperate by the minute. A few exits didn't appear to have anything at all, so we continued on. Then the need turned immediate and we said we'd take the next exit and find &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;. That exit just happened to be for Sulpher, IN. (Who would name their town this, really?) And why did the sign for the gas station have to say "1 mile"? And by this time, it's raining, or else we would've just unloaded the 5 boys for a roadside break... Finally, we came into town and saw the gas station was no longer there. There was a mercantile store across the road, so we pulled in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the facilities offered in Sulpher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SnTxPmQIPSI/AAAAAAAAAlU/ebJiXwR_Ih4/s1600-h/summer+09+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SnTxPmQIPSI/AAAAAAAAAlU/ebJiXwR_Ih4/s320/summer+09+101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365178306373631266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this sticker just cracked me up...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SnTyfWHM_DI/AAAAAAAAAlk/UVsFgpfdvU8/s1600-h/summer+09+102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SnTyfWHM_DI/AAAAAAAAAlk/UVsFgpfdvU8/s320/summer+09+102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365179676430761010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-254988031851457616?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/254988031851457616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=254988031851457616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/254988031851457616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/254988031851457616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-in-sulpher-in.html' title='When in Sulpher, IN...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SnTxPdtC_XI/AAAAAAAAAlM/A3spHvI6n18/s72-c/summer+09+052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-7143245897157978703</id><published>2009-07-23T09:48:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T10:05:59.999-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all Relative...</title><content type='html'>Let's see... the month of July has been all "relative", I suppose. My dad was down for a few days last week, my mom and Donald were here earlier this week. We enjoyed riding in the Jeep with the top off, then going boating at Sullivan Lake with them. Good times! My step-grandma from Florida is staying nearby with her daughter for a visit. We've seen her and had a big family lunch over the weekend. And today, Court's family arrives from California...9 of them to be exact. Four of them are the cutest kids you'll ever see...I may have to try to just keep one and see if they notice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, the 15 of us will head to Lexington to visit more family. There will be about 30 of us over the weekend to celebrate Grandad's 100th birthday. It's a little early, but who says you can't party more than once when you turn a century old? :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think we've ever had so much family visit within such a short time frame! The boys are loving it, and so far have asked everyone to please just move in with us. It could really get crowded here! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and this has also been our fair week. Andrew got a blue ribbon on his photography project. He chose not to put the rabbit in the fair this year, but might next year. And he's having surgery next week...in the middle of the CA visit. But, we had to take the open date since we're on the countdown to school starting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you're in the neighborhood and you smell the grill cooking, stop on by. We surely won't notice a few more...and besides, Isaac may ask you to move in with us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-7143245897157978703?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7143245897157978703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=7143245897157978703&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7143245897157978703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7143245897157978703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-news.html' title='It&apos;s all Relative...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-2631929213963830648</id><published>2009-07-18T10:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T11:19:19.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4H and Butterflies</title><content type='html'>One day, on a trip to Riley hospital (of course!) we stopped at White River Gardens. Andrew wanted to take pictures there for his 4H project and what a great choice that was. When we got there, we found out it was "release day". There were butterflies everywhere! They were landing on us and made for some easy picture-taking. The butterflies landing on us didn't settle well with Isaac, but them swarming everywhere sure made it nice for Andrew and his budding photography skills.Here are the pics Andrew took for his that he used for his project:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SmHk6brDa7I/AAAAAAAAAk0/BuaRV-CEf4E/s1600-h/summer+2009+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SmHk6brDa7I/AAAAAAAAAk0/BuaRV-CEf4E/s320/summer+2009+028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359816724059483058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SmHk6NpdLDI/AAAAAAAAAks/8VUHbQLTh-w/s1600-h/summer+2009+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SmHk6NpdLDI/AAAAAAAAAks/8VUHbQLTh-w/s320/summer+2009+029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359816720294685746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SmHk5-IiuQI/AAAAAAAAAkk/D0ShGw-ce2I/s1600-h/summer+2009+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SmHk5-IiuQI/AAAAAAAAAkk/D0ShGw-ce2I/s320/summer+2009+030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359816716130105602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SmHk5jBfrsI/AAAAAAAAAkc/OYsuhjWSjtY/s1600-h/summer+2009+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SmHk5jBfrsI/AAAAAAAAAkc/OYsuhjWSjtY/s320/summer+2009+032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359816708852788930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SmHk5Gjar5I/AAAAAAAAAkU/AJYvzCfL-wk/s1600-h/summer+2009+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SmHk5Gjar5I/AAAAAAAAAkU/AJYvzCfL-wk/s320/summer+2009+034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359816701210439570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SmHkGYQFexI/AAAAAAAAAkM/7SOLk5cWVjk/s1600-h/summer+2009+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SmHkGYQFexI/AAAAAAAAAkM/7SOLk5cWVjk/s320/summer+2009+040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359815829787867922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SmHkGO-ig6I/AAAAAAAAAkE/irtL_8s1d4A/s1600-h/summer+2009+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; 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height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SmHmOfy7qbI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Hrcb7B12s5s/s320/summer+09+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359818168275282354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SmHmOJHZvTI/AAAAAAAAAk8/VQ0w18Oa_tI/s1600-h/summer+09+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SmHmOJHZvTI/AAAAAAAAAk8/VQ0w18Oa_tI/s320/summer+09+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359818162187124018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-2631929213963830648?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/2631929213963830648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=2631929213963830648&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2631929213963830648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2631929213963830648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/4h-and-butterflies.html' title='4H and Butterflies'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SmHk6brDa7I/AAAAAAAAAk0/BuaRV-CEf4E/s72-c/summer+2009+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-2399580454479511835</id><published>2009-07-14T21:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:50:28.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Online...woohoo</title><content type='html'>And will update soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-2399580454479511835?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/2399580454479511835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=2399580454479511835&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2399580454479511835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2399580454479511835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-onlinewoohoo.html' title='Back Online...woohoo'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-4062210910391513981</id><published>2009-06-20T23:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:51:25.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Miracles Are Small</title><content type='html'>My dear friend gave birth to her third baby earlier this week. Although he was a surprise, they were so excited to meet their new bundle of joy. A routine ultrasound revealed that there was something wrong with his bladder, and they were told he'd probably have to go straight to surgery at birth. Basically, he couldn't pee, and this also helped explain why his momma's fluid levels were so low. Naturally, they were scared and had everyone praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although he wasn't due until the 4th of July, little Owen decided he'd like to arrive in time for Father's Day. Earlier this week, a healthy 6 pound baby boy was born. There were 6 extra people in the room for the baby, to get him cleaned up and shipped off on an ambulance as soon as he was born. The pediatrician came in for the delivery on his day off since he knew the circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, God and baby Owen had other plans. You see, little Owen came out peeing all over everybody and all over the room!!!! Before he was born, he had been healed!! Never has anyone been so happy to be peed on by their baby! They will still have to do some bladder testing in a couple of weeks, but they know it will be minor if anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little 6 pound miracle boy has been such a blessing and helped remind some people that God answers prayer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-4062210910391513981?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4062210910391513981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=4062210910391513981&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4062210910391513981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4062210910391513981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-miracles-are-small.html' title='Some Miracles Are Small'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-2291510180805149485</id><published>2009-06-15T11:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T11:38:54.561-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I failed...</title><content type='html'>Andrew lost a tooth last night, but the tooth fairy failed to come. I know he's 10, but he's so gullible like me and I truly think he still believes. I tried to sneak it under his pillow this morning when I realized, but he was half-awake. So, then I had to try to sneak it back out, which I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him he must've woken up a lot last night, since he tends to do that. "Or, it could've been the fact that you sleep with your eyes partially opened," I said. He bought it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tonight, we must redeem ourselves...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-2291510180805149485?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/2291510180805149485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=2291510180805149485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2291510180805149485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2291510180805149485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-failed.html' title='I failed...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-4477858210433409166</id><published>2009-06-09T14:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:28:47.442-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PRESS RELEASE</title><content type='html'>At approximately 10 am, Porkchop, the beloved stuffed dog of Isaac, was found!! He spent the night at Riley Children's Hospital and is currently being transported home. Estimated travel time is 2-3 days and we are anxiously awaiting his arrival. Thanks for all of your concern. You may now return to your regularly scheduled lives. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-4477858210433409166?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4477858210433409166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=4477858210433409166&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4477858210433409166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4477858210433409166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/06/press-release.html' title='PRESS RELEASE'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-8242711006810159397</id><published>2009-06-09T09:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:29:00.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amber Alert for Porkchop</title><content type='html'>After a long, exhausting day at Riley yesterday the boys were so ready to crawl into their beds. That is, until Isaac realized the last time he saw his beloved Porkchop was at Riley. Sobbing ensued and we had to convince him that we would find his little dog and his doggy blanket, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley Lost and Found hasn't seen Porkchop. I'm hoping someone didn't pick him up and take him to a new home yesterday. We're thinking maybe he's in the Over the Rainbow Giftshop. We went in there while waiting on meds at the pharmacy. Isaac got a piece of candy and I don't remember seeing that beloved pup again. Now, I'm just waiting for them to open...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pic of Isaac and Aunt Doris the night he got Porkchop. They've been together since preschool graduation. All the kids got a tiny dog, which was a smaller version of the class dog they took turns caring for. As you can see, from the start, Isaac loved the dog. He's wrapped in a blanket at graduation. Porkchop even has his own suitcase for his clothes Isaac has robbed other not-so-loved animals of. Porkchop, if you are reading this, please come home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Si5h0QaBpXI/AAAAAAAAAjc/rqHRIaq7Kjw/s1600-h/fall07-spring08+118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Si5h0QaBpXI/AAAAAAAAAjc/rqHRIaq7Kjw/s320/fall07-spring08+118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345317358120576370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-8242711006810159397?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/8242711006810159397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=8242711006810159397&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8242711006810159397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8242711006810159397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/06/amber-alert-for-porkchop.html' title='Amber Alert for Porkchop'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Si5h0QaBpXI/AAAAAAAAAjc/rqHRIaq7Kjw/s72-c/fall07-spring08+118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-4426252989032397517</id><published>2009-06-01T13:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:30:08.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mocha Club - Redefining the coffee break</title><content type='html'>I learned about the Mocha Club at the FFH concert the other night. I think it's worth sharing with all of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From their flyer: "Mocha Club funds the work of African Leadership, whose mission is to empower indigenous community leaders with the necessary resources to help their fellow Africans. Mocha Club funds projects such as: HIV/AIDS education and relief; building schools and funding education; orphan care; sports ministries and camps; famine relief and farming education; building wells; children's clinics; and job training.The work stretches from the war-torn regions of the Sudan to the AIDS-plagued countries of Southern Africa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the U.S., $7=2 mochas&lt;/strong&gt;, or some other fancy coffee drink. (And Vincennes people, since Starbucks just closed, it should be even easier to save that money!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Kibera, Kenya $7=3 meals in a day for 9 orphans&lt;br /&gt;In Darfur, Sudan $7=1 treated mosquito net for protection from Malaria&lt;br /&gt;In Kitul, Kenya $7=1 month's supply for 1 person&lt;br /&gt;In Bulayawo, Zimbabwe $7=1 school term for 2 children&lt;br /&gt;In Gulu, Uganda $7=life-saving Malaria medication for 1 person&lt;br /&gt;In all of Africa, $7=clean water for 7 Africans for 1 whole year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, by making such a tiny difference in our own richly blessed lives, we can make a huge impact in Africa! Zimbabwe currently has the &lt;em&gt;worst economy in world history.&lt;/em&gt; They are under a dictatorship, so we don't hear a lot about them. However, 1 in 8 children there are orphans; 2 in 8 people have HIV/AIDS; and 6 in 8 are unemployed. &lt;em&gt;That's a 75% unemployment rate!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed up and will soon be getting a link for my own personal mocha club account. This will allow people to join my 'team'. I will post the link as soon as I get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imagine the impact we could make if we all could find just $7 a month to share.$7=2 mochas, or a trip to the drive-up, or the change laying around the house, etc. What if we made a tiny effort to make such a big difference?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-4426252989032397517?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4426252989032397517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=4426252989032397517&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4426252989032397517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4426252989032397517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/06/mocha-club-redefining-coffee-break.html' title='Mocha Club - Redefining the coffee break'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-1790467510572206402</id><published>2009-06-01T11:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:14:26.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rendezvous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1Yjilt_gI/AAAAAAAAAjU/tgX9rhyTD6E/s1600-h/May09+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1Yjilt_gI/AAAAAAAAAjU/tgX9rhyTD6E/s320/May09+034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340522100734950914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1YjQ8kpiI/AAAAAAAAAjM/I0SbFK7gaTY/s1600-h/May09+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1YjQ8kpiI/AAAAAAAAAjM/I0SbFK7gaTY/s320/May09+037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340522095998969378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1Yi3puhUI/AAAAAAAAAjE/XTE65pCoLr0/s1600-h/May09+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1Yi3puhUI/AAAAAAAAAjE/XTE65pCoLr0/s320/May09+044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340522089209038146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1YirffUeI/AAAAAAAAAi8/i8iFiO29aU4/s1600-h/May09+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1YirffUeI/AAAAAAAAAi8/i8iFiO29aU4/s320/May09+045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340522085944873442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-1790467510572206402?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/1790467510572206402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=1790467510572206402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/1790467510572206402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/1790467510572206402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/05/rendezvous.html' title='The Rendezvous'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1Yjilt_gI/AAAAAAAAAjU/tgX9rhyTD6E/s72-c/May09+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-7595426574579050660</id><published>2009-05-29T09:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T09:03:37.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of School</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! Summer is officially here! Last Friday was the last day of school. After the awards program, the kids were allowed to leave with their parents. Bonnie's kids came home with me, since she had to work the rest of the day. We ended up meeting Court for lunch and having an impromptu picnic in the park. We're looking forward to many more fun things this summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1RQzkBUtI/AAAAAAAAAhs/LEBP_5HSAT0/s1600-h/May09+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1RQzkBUtI/AAAAAAAAAhs/LEBP_5HSAT0/s320/May09+016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340514082292323026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Andrew (L) getting his AR award. Way to go...286 points!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1RRdoXMYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Os2Oytjcxpc/s1600-h/May09+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1RRdoXMYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Os2Oytjcxpc/s320/May09+021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340514093584822658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse and Andrew posing for a pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1RR1ef8jI/AAAAAAAAAh8/gy04nZib9RU/s1600-h/May09+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1RR1ef8jI/AAAAAAAAAh8/gy04nZib9RU/s320/May09+023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340514099985904178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach, Mrs. Loheider, and Isaac...what a great year it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1V7CpiPwI/AAAAAAAAAi0/o51PePW_tJw/s1600-h/May09+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1V7CpiPwI/AAAAAAAAAi0/o51PePW_tJw/s320/May09+026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340519205943000834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Loheider gave Isaac a hug and said, "I love you, funny guy. Could you show me how you touch your nose to your tongue one last time?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1Uk_EqE1I/AAAAAAAAAis/IzEv3NQTxxA/s1600-h/May09+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1Uk_EqE1I/AAAAAAAAAis/IzEv3NQTxxA/s320/May09+027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340517727514268498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our picnic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1R9OoVq6I/AAAAAAAAAiU/v_hOgZX2B9o/s1600-h/May09+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1R9OoVq6I/AAAAAAAAAiU/v_hOgZX2B9o/s320/May09+029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340514845472435106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1R9ti63MI/AAAAAAAAAik/yZfv6vncuGU/s1600-h/May09+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1R9ti63MI/AAAAAAAAAik/yZfv6vncuGU/s320/May09+030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340514853771205826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, summer....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-7595426574579050660?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7595426574579050660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=7595426574579050660&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7595426574579050660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7595426574579050660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-day-of-school.html' title='Last Day of School'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1RQzkBUtI/AAAAAAAAAhs/LEBP_5HSAT0/s72-c/May09+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-6019758421488515785</id><published>2009-05-27T10:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:07:51.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Boy</title><content type='html'>From the start, Isaac has had a personality all his own. We're quite certain he was meant to come and bring laughter into our home. In fact, when he was about a year old, we found out the name Isaac means "he laughs". :) When he's around, the smiles aren't far behind. He just seems to have that effect on people and is full of surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His latest thing has been wearing one blue mitten around the house, creepily ala Michael Jackson. Not sure why he does it, but he even plays video games with a mitten on! And he loves anything tiny...he likes to play with tiny toys, his favorite stuffed animal is a tiny dog named Porkchop, loves to snuggle up in tiny spots, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't feeling well yesterday, and the Dr. confirmed it by saying he had "the textbook example of a raging ear infection." Poor kid...it just came out of nowhere. So, even though he wanted to rest, he wasn't just gonna lay on the couch like the rest of us would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is, napping in the little spot he made for himself: &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1O05Zv1pI/AAAAAAAAAhk/3TYAp-j6cyY/s1600-h/May09+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1O05Zv1pI/AAAAAAAAAhk/3TYAp-j6cyY/s320/May09+048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340511403800254098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete with the mitten on! Oh, Isaac...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-6019758421488515785?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/6019758421488515785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=6019758421488515785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/6019758421488515785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/6019758421488515785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/05/funny-boy.html' title='Funny Boy'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sh1O05Zv1pI/AAAAAAAAAhk/3TYAp-j6cyY/s72-c/May09+048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-6299940095534838327</id><published>2009-05-21T20:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:35:22.965-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paying the preacher</title><content type='html'>In the bad storms of last week, we lost our power for several hours. While the power was out it continued to rain - HARD. Everyone around here has wet basements and sump pumps are the norm...which is not good when the power goes out. I know several people who had floods and issues with the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure why it never crossed my mind to check our basement... A couple days afterwards I went to turn the fan on through the thermostat. And then I heard it...a loud squealing noise...OH NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We quickly shut it off and waited for Jay, who put our central air in last year, to come and look at it. Apparently, our furnace filled with water during the flood. In fact, he said our "squirrel cage" was still full of water. (I was concerned thinking there were rodents living in the basement, until he said it's the engine part of the furnace) They drilled holes to let the water drain out, and said to run the fan for a full 24 hours to dry it all out. Then he said, "Boy, you must be paying the preacher or something. There's no way that should still be working." Thank you God!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-6299940095534838327?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/6299940095534838327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=6299940095534838327&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/6299940095534838327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/6299940095534838327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/05/paying-preacher.html' title='Paying the preacher'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-9072354709566795825</id><published>2009-05-19T11:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T17:08:25.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not an Everyday Kind of Blessing</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend, Andrew had an amazing, once in a lifetime experience. He had his wish granted through Make A Wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of his Dr's submitted his name in the fall, but we were quite hesitant to go through with it. Even though I know very well the toll this mitochondrial disease has taken on Andrew's body and also our family, I wasn't convinced he qualified and certainly didn't want to take it from a child who did. We had the initial meeting with Make A Wish volunteers, Danny and Sherri, and they reassured that he was medically eligible for the program. We still decided to take a month to think and pray on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided that with the uncertainty and progressive nature of his disease, that we would go through with it. I just didn't want to regret not doing it someday... After careful consideration, Andrew decided to wish for a PlayStation 3. In his logical mind, a trip would only last for a week and wear him out, but the game would last forever. :) So, Saturday was the big day. Danny and Sherri came loaded down with surprises! Since it was such a small wish, they went above and beyond. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew spent Friday night with Mamaw and Papaw, who brought him over when we were all ready Saturday. Knowing Andrew loves Star Wars, Danny and Sherri came with Darth Vader masks for us to wear. When Andrew arrived, it took him awhile to realize what was going on. Finally, Sherri pulled up her mask and told him his wish was being granted. He was speechless!! He came in to Star Wars music playing. He was grinning from ear to ear and just couldn't stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics of his special day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLedAD6OgI/AAAAAAAAAgU/X5SuYbxRN8o/s1600-h/May09+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLedAD6OgI/AAAAAAAAAgU/X5SuYbxRN8o/s320/May09+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573098201430530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLedvJT1pI/AAAAAAAAAgc/dTjtgX8AhXw/s1600-h/May09+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLedvJT1pI/AAAAAAAAAgc/dTjtgX8AhXw/s320/May09+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573110840546962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLgiLsBhaI/AAAAAAAAAg8/sO9EUAKwbvk/s1600-h/May09+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLgiLsBhaI/AAAAAAAAAg8/sO9EUAKwbvk/s320/May09+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337575386245072290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLedybulMI/AAAAAAAAAgk/FT2Vq9ed4Ek/s1600-h/May09+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLedybulMI/AAAAAAAAAgk/FT2Vq9ed4Ek/s320/May09+013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573111723103426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;               Star Wars books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLgi15qtBI/AAAAAAAAAhE/6vrO0vl0tL0/s1600-h/May09+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLgi15qtBI/AAAAAAAAAhE/6vrO0vl0tL0/s320/May09+014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337575397576586258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   Papaw trying out the video chair while Danny shows Andrew how to use the PS3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLgh3CjpYI/AAAAAAAAAg0/ghPOV2U6Pp8/s1600-h/May09+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLgh3CjpYI/AAAAAAAAAg0/ghPOV2U6Pp8/s320/May09+019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337575380702438786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLecmLPuWI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Yn-Cp5reMPc/s1600-h/May09+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLecmLPuWI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Yn-Cp5reMPc/s320/May09+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573091252877666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLeebabC6I/AAAAAAAAAgs/n4Bq3A1OIjE/s1600-h/May09+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLeebabC6I/AAAAAAAAAgs/n4Bq3A1OIjE/s320/May09+017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337573122723482530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLpNXF_eiI/AAAAAAAAAhM/RNhoc4_Z_H8/s1600-h/May09+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLpNXF_eiI/AAAAAAAAAhM/RNhoc4_Z_H8/s320/May09+015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337584924134177314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-9072354709566795825?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/9072354709566795825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=9072354709566795825&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/9072354709566795825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/9072354709566795825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-everyday-blessing.html' title='Not an Everyday Kind of Blessing'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ShLedAD6OgI/AAAAAAAAAgU/X5SuYbxRN8o/s72-c/May09+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-3178212669421861130</id><published>2009-05-16T16:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T17:22:34.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Storm Damage</title><content type='html'>We had a pretty strong storm the other night. As I layed in bed, my husband leaving for work, and both boys wide awake from the storm, I started to think the roof might actually blow off the house. I'm all for having a one story house and all, but not interested in being upstairs when it happens. :) With the power out, we managed to get the boys downstairs before Court left. I was thankful to see the damage was minimal compared to how it sounded outside. Sadly, though, this apple tree has been a favorite picture spot for us. It's also a good climbing tree, and we'll of course miss the apples this summer. I'm sad to see it go. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sg8m4KpTVSI/AAAAAAAAAf0/dJEBQnuZJuM/s1600-h/May09+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sg8m4KpTVSI/AAAAAAAAAf0/dJEBQnuZJuM/s320/May09+035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336526829829444898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sg8m30NwZhI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cxzcap_HqR8/s1600-h/May09+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sg8m30NwZhI/AAAAAAAAAfs/cxzcap_HqR8/s320/May09+034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336526823808329234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sg8m3tx59eI/AAAAAAAAAfk/kXmDU_TCgIw/s1600-h/May09+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sg8m3tx59eI/AAAAAAAAAfk/kXmDU_TCgIw/s320/May09+033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336526822080902626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pic taken in front of the tree in it's better days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sg8oUeBJUJI/AAAAAAAAAf8/5YnsI97K1f4/s1600-h/fall07-spring08+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sg8oUeBJUJI/AAAAAAAAAf8/5YnsI97K1f4/s320/fall07-spring08+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336528415577690258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just thankful this is all the damage we got! It seems like our street was hit hard. Many trees down, shingles blown, and power lines down. The power being off caused a 2 hour delay for school, which cancelled Isaac's field trip, too. Speaking of school, I passed this "lake" on the way and couldn't resist a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sg8uD75eJtI/AAAAAAAAAgE/yqcKIqqFmvE/s1600-h/May09+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sg8uD75eJtI/AAAAAAAAAgE/yqcKIqqFmvE/s320/May09+032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336534728610555602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-3178212669421861130?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3178212669421861130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=3178212669421861130&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3178212669421861130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3178212669421861130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/05/storm-damage.html' title='Storm Damage'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sg8m4KpTVSI/AAAAAAAAAf0/dJEBQnuZJuM/s72-c/May09+035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-4451369941678552402</id><published>2009-05-14T09:36:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T16:59:28.558-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Indiana History Field Trip</title><content type='html'>I got to accompany the 4th graders on their visit to several historic sites in Vincennes earlier this week. Since I'd been to some, and often pass right by them running errands, it honestly didn't sound too exciting. However, we had a really good time. I learned something new at each place we went, including the ones I'd previously visited. For instance, how could I have forgotten that our own Knox County once reached all the way up to Chigago. As it is now, we are the 5th largest county (by area) in the state. Can you imagine it stretching all the way up to the top of the state?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was the George Rogers Clark National Historical Park. The monument is having major repairs done, so we didn't get to go inside. However, we went to the visitors center, which I'd never done before. We watched a movie all about Lt. Col. George Rogers Clark and learned how the park was established as a National Park by Congress. I found it pretty fascinating, but then again, I was a social studies ed major. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next stop was at the Old Cathedral Catholic Church. I have driven by, and even walked the grounds many times, especially every 4th of July. However, I'd never been inside and WOW! It is beautiful!! They recently went through a major renovation, and although I have nothing to compare it to, it is really something to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having lunch at Gregg Park and letting the kids run off some steam, our trip continued on to Grouseland. This was the home of Gov. William Henry Harrison before his short term as President. Although I had been here before, it is fun to go through it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last stop was the buildings right behind Grouseland. Here, we visited the Jefferson Academy. Pres. Jefferson established schools for ages 14 and above, where they learned geometry, geography, and Latin. This was pretty serious schooling, and many kids this age were learning a trade instead. There was still a stool and dunce cap sitting in the corner! Next, we saw the Indiana Territory Capital Building, which was recently restored. We got to see where to Territory Representatives met and how they passed laws. Our final stop was to Elihou Stout's Print Shop. We saw where he spent over 40 years printing the news of the day and what a chore producing a newspaper was back then. The Western Sun he published is the Vincennes Sun-Commercial as we know it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This concludes our little lesson of historic Vincennes. Thanks for indulging my inner-nerd and enjoy some pics of the sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgyExLYaJLI/AAAAAAAAAfc/GtDw9FxZviQ/s1600-h/INterr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgyExLYaJLI/AAAAAAAAAfc/GtDw9FxZviQ/s320/INterr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335785638930818226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Indiana Territory buildings &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgyEw3Da9bI/AAAAAAAAAfU/1wSZBs0cT_A/s1600-h/grouseland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 109px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgyEw3Da9bI/AAAAAAAAAfU/1wSZBs0cT_A/s320/grouseland.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335785633474082226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grouseland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgyEwtwqxvI/AAAAAAAAAfM/B3eVDn-KQBQ/s1600-h/oldcath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 72px; height: 101px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgyEwtwqxvI/AAAAAAAAAfM/B3eVDn-KQBQ/s320/oldcath.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335785630979507954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Old Cathedral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgyEwhltORI/AAAAAAAAAfE/9iPG61SHHYM/s1600-h/grcmon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 89px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgyEwhltORI/AAAAAAAAAfE/9iPG61SHHYM/s320/grcmon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335785627712305426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; George Rogers Clark Monument&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-4451369941678552402?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4451369941678552402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=4451369941678552402&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4451369941678552402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4451369941678552402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/05/indiana-history-field-trip.html' title='Indiana History Field Trip'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgyExLYaJLI/AAAAAAAAAfc/GtDw9FxZviQ/s72-c/INterr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-7027136800247753534</id><published>2009-05-13T12:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:45:37.334-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Celebrity Death from the Swine Flu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sgr5CRAblaI/AAAAAAAAAe8/K-tBKJ1YC0c/s1600-h/swineflu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sgr5CRAblaI/AAAAAAAAAe8/K-tBKJ1YC0c/s400/swineflu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335350525894038946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess we all know where he got it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-7027136800247753534?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7027136800247753534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=7027136800247753534&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7027136800247753534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7027136800247753534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-celebrity-death-from-swine-flu.html' title='First Celebrity Death from the Swine Flu...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sgr5CRAblaI/AAAAAAAAAe8/K-tBKJ1YC0c/s72-c/swineflu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-6675173584251654188</id><published>2009-05-09T16:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T16:04:09.378-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For all the Moms!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DygQNJOqx34&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DygQNJOqx34&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-6675173584251654188?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/6675173584251654188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=6675173584251654188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/6675173584251654188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/6675173584251654188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-all-moms.html' title='For all the Moms!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-4693136222640071460</id><published>2009-05-05T11:12:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:48:41.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fake Birthday</title><content type='html'>We combined a recent visit to Bainbridge with a surprise party for Isaac. We told the kids we would go to the park to play, and we just set up the party while they played. He was so excited! Of course, he called it his "fake" birthday. His "real" birthday is tomororw, and he's been counting down to it for the past 12 months, no joke. I for one am glad it's almost here. (again, ignore the dates on pics...I finally figured out how to disable the dates after these were taken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgBddXWC5kI/AAAAAAAAAe0/g9RQPjYeiZQ/s1600-h/April09+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgBddXWC5kI/AAAAAAAAAe0/g9RQPjYeiZQ/s320/April09+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332364717870736962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgBddDj4hdI/AAAAAAAAAes/IIqlPs3GM2U/s1600-h/April09+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgBddDj4hdI/AAAAAAAAAes/IIqlPs3GM2U/s320/April09+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332364712560068050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For once, he was speechless! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgBdc-1p_nI/AAAAAAAAAek/YQZ9kEsoq-s/s1600-h/April09+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgBdc-1p_nI/AAAAAAAAAek/YQZ9kEsoq-s/s320/April09+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332364711292436082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loving the new orange ball bat from Aunt Mandy, Uncle Troy, Kaine, and Alexis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgBdEB4qu6I/AAAAAAAAAeU/W9jK0VdMsm4/s1600-h/April09+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgBdEB4qu6I/AAAAAAAAAeU/W9jK0VdMsm4/s320/April09+019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332364282613644194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me again why Nana chose RED icing for the cupcakes?? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgBdEFjMA5I/AAAAAAAAAeM/Dp2_mMdRLdk/s1600-h/April09+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgBdEFjMA5I/AAAAAAAAAeM/Dp2_mMdRLdk/s320/April09+022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332364283597292434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac didn't see the problem with it at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgBdEYRy50I/AAAAAAAAAec/50TMFvl_3p0/s1600-h/April09+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgBdEYRy50I/AAAAAAAAAec/50TMFvl_3p0/s320/April09+015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332364288624617282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy (Court), Kaine, Andrew (with windblown hair...windy day!!), and Uncle Troy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgBdDppQq8I/AAAAAAAAAeE/u5Y7fD5Kmv0/s1600-h/April09+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgBdDppQq8I/AAAAAAAAAeE/u5Y7fD5Kmv0/s320/April09+023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332364276106570690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgBdDWYGhBI/AAAAAAAAAd8/M7F5txka6qo/s1600-h/April09+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgBdDWYGhBI/AAAAAAAAAd8/M7F5txka6qo/s320/April09+024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332364270934328338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac with his favorite (only) Aunt Mandy and Uncle Troy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fake Birthday, Isaac!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-4693136222640071460?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4693136222640071460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=4693136222640071460&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4693136222640071460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4693136222640071460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/05/fake-birthday.html' title='A Fake Birthday'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SgBddXWC5kI/AAAAAAAAAe0/g9RQPjYeiZQ/s72-c/April09+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-268116976275255187</id><published>2009-04-30T16:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T16:25:06.114-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Go ahead...eat some pork!</title><content type='html'>This H1N1 virus, or "swine flu", is going to do to the hog market what mad cow disease did to the beef market a few years ago. Since pork is our livlihood, this has really hit home for us. So far, all the media has done is instill fear. Yes, take precautions; I realize it's real. However, you can't catch this by eating pork!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-268116976275255187?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/268116976275255187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=268116976275255187&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/268116976275255187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/268116976275255187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/04/go-aheadeat-some-pork.html' title='Go ahead...eat some pork!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-7766094095268439565</id><published>2009-04-29T17:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T17:33:17.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a cool Dad!</title><content type='html'>The boys were playing out back and waiting for their Dad to get home from work at any minute. If you know anything about them, they are crazy about their Dad! All of the sudden, they heard a loud HONK! out front. He had driven a firetruck home to surprise the boys and take them for a ride. They quickly put down their Nerf guns, ditched the neighbor boy (sorry Brad!) and hopped in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SfjGgGy7ZII/AAAAAAAAAdM/PstMfKW2_O0/s1600-h/April09+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SfjGgGy7ZII/AAAAAAAAAdM/PstMfKW2_O0/s320/April09+027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330228413875315842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SfjGfw7kwfI/AAAAAAAAAdE/icahJS5RBGE/s1600-h/April09+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SfjGfw7kwfI/AAAAAAAAAdE/icahJS5RBGE/s320/April09+026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330228408006001138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-7766094095268439565?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7766094095268439565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=7766094095268439565&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7766094095268439565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7766094095268439565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-cool-dad.html' title='What a cool Dad!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SfjGgGy7ZII/AAAAAAAAAdM/PstMfKW2_O0/s72-c/April09+027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-8185578915520998308</id><published>2009-04-13T11:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T11:26:01.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNYRfxZEXI/AAAAAAAAAc8/fdr0WxCaTJI/s1600-h/April09+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNYRfxZEXI/AAAAAAAAAc8/fdr0WxCaTJI/s320/April09+023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324196242091741554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A couple quick pics before we left for church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNYQ0EVaKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/dHotkohtLPQ/s1600-h/April09+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNYQ0EVaKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/dHotkohtLPQ/s320/April09+020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324196230360033442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNYQsS1mhI/AAAAAAAAAcs/TYTxlx8F5Yk/s1600-h/April09+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNYQsS1mhI/AAAAAAAAAcs/TYTxlx8F5Yk/s320/April09+012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324196228273379858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNYQV6ITXI/AAAAAAAAAck/T4G9eUNAFL0/s1600-h/April09+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNYQV6ITXI/AAAAAAAAAck/T4G9eUNAFL0/s320/April09+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324196222264167794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ressurection Rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNXVrs7iPI/AAAAAAAAAcc/OADtGDNPjWs/s1600-h/April09+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNXVrs7iPI/AAAAAAAAAcc/OADtGDNPjWs/s320/April09+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324195214502103282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNXVX9KHPI/AAAAAAAAAcU/vq-04tpKtz8/s1600-h/April09+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNXVX9KHPI/AAAAAAAAAcU/vq-04tpKtz8/s320/April09+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324195209201458418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNXVMZbf_I/AAAAAAAAAcM/ieMQNgsLrGg/s1600-h/April09+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNXVMZbf_I/AAAAAAAAAcM/ieMQNgsLrGg/s320/April09+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324195206098812914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An Easter surprise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNXU8r-hAI/AAAAAAAAAcE/UGdevsS4dwE/s1600-h/April09+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNXU8r-hAI/AAAAAAAAAcE/UGdevsS4dwE/s320/April09+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324195201881637890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNXUmmcCBI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ftFvEaTLUVc/s1600-h/april09+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNXUmmcCBI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ftFvEaTLUVc/s320/april09+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324195195952826386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Freelandville egg hunt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-8185578915520998308?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/8185578915520998308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=8185578915520998308&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8185578915520998308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8185578915520998308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeNYRfxZEXI/AAAAAAAAAc8/fdr0WxCaTJI/s72-c/April09+023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-3025283474026500131</id><published>2009-04-11T15:08:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T18:08:08.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snackin' on  Playdoh</title><content type='html'>I mixed up a batch of edible playdoh last night. Isaac was totally into it and played for about an hour. Andrew, upon realizing it was edible, had himself a snack. :) His was gone before I had time to get the cookie cutters out of the pantry... Isaac took a few nibbles here and there, but even saved some of his to play with again. [And for the record, this was last night, not 2006. I need to figure out how to disable the date on my camera since it keeps changing.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeDrcuSpBxI/AAAAAAAAAb0/xygBwfDHML8/s1600-h/april09+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeDrcuSpBxI/AAAAAAAAAb0/xygBwfDHML8/s320/april09+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323513638247008018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeDrcYziIVI/AAAAAAAAAbs/MDslcCZfPjo/s1600-h/april09+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeDrcYziIVI/AAAAAAAAAbs/MDslcCZfPjo/s320/april09+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323513632479387986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeDrcPI863I/AAAAAAAAAbk/E8v4DMC6hOQ/s1600-h/april09+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeDrcPI863I/AAAAAAAAAbk/E8v4DMC6hOQ/s320/april09+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323513629884869490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine equal parts peanut butter, powdered milk, and honey. Mix well. I also added a spoonful of flour to make it less sticky. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-3025283474026500131?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3025283474026500131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=3025283474026500131&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3025283474026500131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3025283474026500131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/04/edible-playdoh.html' title='Snackin&apos; on  Playdoh'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SeDrcuSpBxI/AAAAAAAAAb0/xygBwfDHML8/s72-c/april09+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-200824710228105062</id><published>2009-04-08T09:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T09:38:47.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Maria</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;After Andrew's visit to the specialist in Columbus, we went downtown to check it out a bit. They have a replica of the Santa Maria ship Christopher &lt;em&gt;Columbus&lt;/em&gt; sailed. Unfortunately, the exhibit doesn't open until mid-April, but we at least got to see the outside. I expected it to be much bigger, but this is to scale.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SdyoX47FQdI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Pqy_6xUMMzo/s1600-h/march09+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SdyoX47FQdI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Pqy_6xUMMzo/s320/march09+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322313988015735250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SdyoXja_ffI/AAAAAAAAAbU/wg5TsHvISZQ/s1600-h/march09+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SdyoXja_ffI/AAAAAAAAAbU/wg5TsHvISZQ/s320/march09+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322313982243995122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SdyoXeD40DI/AAAAAAAAAbM/MyKo03fd-i8/s1600-h/march09+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SdyoXeD40DI/AAAAAAAAAbM/MyKo03fd-i8/s320/march09+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322313980804911154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SdyoXC3-9xI/AAAAAAAAAbE/nQ8D1aNbqCc/s1600-h/march09+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SdyoXC3-9xI/AAAAAAAAAbE/nQ8D1aNbqCc/s320/march09+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322313973507225362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-200824710228105062?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/200824710228105062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=200824710228105062&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/200824710228105062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/200824710228105062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/04/santa-maria.html' title='Santa Maria'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SdyoX47FQdI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Pqy_6xUMMzo/s72-c/march09+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-8374343298594543981</id><published>2009-04-07T13:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T13:24:11.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Pharmacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;God left us a great clue as to what foods help what part of our body!&lt;br /&gt;God's Pharmacy! Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sliced Carrot looks like the human eye. The pupil, iris and radiating lines look just like the human eye... and YES, science now shows carrots greatly enhance blood flow to and function of the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Tomato has four chambers and is red. The heart has four chambers and is red. All of the research shows tomatoes are loaded with lycopine and are indeed pure heart and blood food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grapes hang in a cluster that has the shape of the heart. Each grape looks like a blood cell and all of the research today shows grapes are also profound heart and blood vitalizing food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Walnut looks like a little brain, a left and right hemisphere, upper cerebrums and lower cerebellums.  Even the wrinkles or folds on the nut are just like the neo-cortex. We now know walnuts help develop more than three (3) dozen neuron-transmitters for brain function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidney Beans actually heal and help maintain kidney function and yes, they look exactly like the human kidneys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celery, Bok Choy, Rhubarb and many more look just like bones. These foods specifically target bone strength. Bones are 23% sodium and these foods are 23% sodium. If you don't have enough sodium in your diet, the body pulls it from the bones, thus making them weak. These foods replenish the skeletal needs of the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avocadoes, Eggplant and Pears target the health and function of the womb and cervix of the female - they look just like these organs. Today's research shows that when a woman eats one avocado a week, it balances hormones, sheds unwanted birth weight, and prevents cervical cancers. And how profound is this?  It takes exactly nine (9) months to grow an avocado from blossom to ripened fruit. There are over 14,000 photolytic chemical constituents of nutrition in each one of these foods (modern science has only studied and named about 141 of them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figs are full of seeds and hang in twos when they grow. Figs increase the mobility of male sperm and increase the numbers of Sperm as well to overcome male sterility. &lt;br /&gt;Sweet Potatoes look like the pancreas and actually balance the glycemic index of diabetics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olives assist the health and function of the ovaries &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oranges, Grapefruits, and other Citrus frui ts look just like the mammary glands of the female and actually assist the health of the breasts and the movement of lymph in and out of the breasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onions look like the body's cells. Today's research shows onions help clear waste materials from all of the body cells. They even produce tears which wash the epithelial layers of the eyes. A working companion, Garlic, also helps eliminate waste materials and dangerous free radicals from the body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought this was cool! What do you think?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-8374343298594543981?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/8374343298594543981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=8374343298594543981&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8374343298594543981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8374343298594543981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/03/gods-pharmacy.html' title='God&apos;s Pharmacy'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-3742166512009150051</id><published>2009-03-31T12:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T12:50:26.037-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Tunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SdJIMm9zPqI/AAAAAAAAAa8/_c7SHtVxe20/s1600-h/phpThumb_generated_thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SdJIMm9zPqI/AAAAAAAAAa8/_c7SHtVxe20/s320/phpThumb_generated_thumbnail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319393491333365410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day last week, I was having a bad day. It was the kind of day where nothing went right all day long. We were headed to Riley, which means I could listen to my beloved K-Love station (90.5). That was a plus, and this song really got to me in a whole new way. She's just so real, so human (she was inspired to write this song after backing into a lawyers car...how much more real does it get?) And she's so right! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l1YLXWANhvI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l1YLXWANhvI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free To Be Me" Lyrics &lt;br /&gt;by Francesca Battistelli | from the album My Paper Heart  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At twenty years of age&lt;br /&gt;I'm still looking for a dream&lt;br /&gt;A war is already waged for my destiny&lt;br /&gt;But You've already won the battle&lt;br /&gt;And You've got great plans for me&lt;br /&gt;Though I can't always see, 'cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a couple dents in my fender&lt;br /&gt;Got a couple rips in my jeans&lt;br /&gt;Try to fit the pieces together&lt;br /&gt;But perfection is my enemy&lt;br /&gt;And on my own I'm so clumsy&lt;br /&gt;But on Your shoulders I can see&lt;br /&gt;I'm free to be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was just a girl&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had it figured out&lt;br /&gt;See my life will turn out right&lt;br /&gt;And I'll make it here somehow&lt;br /&gt;But things don't always come that easy&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes I would doubt, 'cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're free to be you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I believe&lt;br /&gt;That I can do anything&lt;br /&gt;Yet other times I think&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing good to bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But You look at my heart and you tell me &lt;br /&gt;That I've got all You seek&lt;br /&gt;And it's easy to believe, even though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're free to be you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-3742166512009150051?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3742166512009150051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=3742166512009150051&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3742166512009150051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3742166512009150051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/03/tuesday-tunes_31.html' title='Tuesday Tunes'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SdJIMm9zPqI/AAAAAAAAAa8/_c7SHtVxe20/s72-c/phpThumb_generated_thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-102937238777505591</id><published>2009-03-26T13:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T13:22:24.249-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeats for mito video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=1e4f9700bd2f14b7c7f2c2" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="312" height="310" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=1e4f9700bd2f14b7c7f2c2&amp;skin_id=801&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:312px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=1e4f9700bd2f14b7c7f2c2&amp;skin_id=801&amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/1e4f9700bd2f14b7c7f2c2/801.gif" style="border:0px;" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt2" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Photo and video editing at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have seen this video before, but came across it again today. It is pretty powerful! The first little girl is Taryn, and we met their family at the United Mitochondrial Disease Foundation (UMDF) Conference last summer. The dad (AJ) was even featured on LA Ink and shared some of their story. Amazing family! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I try to keep this blog seperate from Andrew's caringbridge site (www.caringbridge.org/visit/andrewmaze), there are just times it's not. As much joy and laughter as we have in our lives and home, mito is a big reality check for our family. Right now, we have paperwork to take Isaac to get his initial bloodwork done. This is something we've wondered about and dreaded doing for two years now. We know it must be done, and this is better than a muscle biopsy. But it somehow just makes it seem more real that we are actually doing the testing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you learn something from this video. For me, it makes me thankful that Andrew is so "stable" right now!! If you have healthy children or grandchildren, count your blessings!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-102937238777505591?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/102937238777505591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=102937238777505591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/102937238777505591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/102937238777505591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/03/heartbeats-for-mito-video.html' title='Heartbeats for mito video'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-7181161607585960126</id><published>2009-03-21T10:53:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T11:08:33.712-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How my pastor changed my life</title><content type='html'>Pastors are in the life changing business, and my pastor is no exception to this. He has helped me figure out exactly where I am going. It was a simple exchange in the church kitchen last week that forever changed me. It has given me confidence I've never had before to know - without a doubt - where I am going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have a picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ScT__mgqzeI/AAAAAAAAAa0/262pUHccMn4/s1600-h/tomtom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 115px; height: 115px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ScT__mgqzeI/AAAAAAAAAa0/262pUHccMn4/s320/tomtom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315654928338439650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, folks...my pastor loaned me his tomtom! Betcha never thought that's where this post was going, did ya? Well, it's true. I travel so much taking Andrew to medical appts and he's offered several times to let me borrow it. However, I can about drive to Riley in my sleep now, so I've never taken him up on it. But, we had to go see our specialist in Columbus, OH this past week and I'd never made the trip on my own. I'm not the most confident driver if I don't know exactly where I'm going. Tomtom changed that for me...I was navigating like never before, driving with boldness and no fear of getting lost. It was amazing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now decided that as much time as we spend on the road, it'll be worth it to have this little device. We traveled over 6,000 miles in 2008 for medical trips - not including the trip to see the Dr. in Dallas!! No more hoping my husband can take off work to go with me. And when he is with me, I can drive and he can sleep! We'll both be happy and we'll actually get there faster, too. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-7181161607585960126?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7181161607585960126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=7181161607585960126&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7181161607585960126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7181161607585960126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-my-pastor-changed-my-life.html' title='How my pastor changed my life'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/ScT__mgqzeI/AAAAAAAAAa0/262pUHccMn4/s72-c/tomtom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-5234811862455907518</id><published>2009-03-15T19:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:24:57.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard</title><content type='html'>While taking Cameron home Saturday afternoon, he thanked us for taking him to the Globetrotter's game. He said it was the best night of his life. Isaac piped up and said, "I know, mine, too. It was even better than corndogs!?!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-5234811862455907518?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5234811862455907518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=5234811862455907518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/5234811862455907518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/5234811862455907518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/03/overheard.html' title='Overheard'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-6474091239002914792</id><published>2009-03-14T10:16:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T13:21:37.748-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Harlem Globetrotters!</title><content type='html'>We had the awesome opportunity to go see a Harlem Globetrotter's game last night in Evansville. Court's parents (Mamaw and Papaw Maze) were to go with us, but unfortunately Bob has been in the hospital all week. Instead, they let each of the boys pick a friend to take along. So, we had 4 very excited boys who thought it took us much too long to get to Evansville!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game was really fun...if you've never been, it's definately worth seeing. We took lots of pics, so I'll share some of them now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SbvEKeWcb6I/AAAAAAAAAac/GbN0l5727ZQ/s1600-h/March09+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SbvEKeWcb6I/AAAAAAAAAac/GbN0l5727ZQ/s200/March09+045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313055869638569890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Meeting the team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SbvEJ9wa55I/AAAAAAAAAaU/b9pt1860HiU/s1600-h/March09+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SbvEJ9wa55I/AAAAAAAAAaU/b9pt1860HiU/s200/March09+043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313055860889151378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      Look closely, you'll see Sweet Pea hanging from                             the rim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SbvEJT2bG0I/AAAAAAAAAaM/oXeopRDcZLA/s1600-h/March09+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SbvEJT2bG0I/AAAAAAAAAaM/oXeopRDcZLA/s200/March09+033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313055849640041282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing the YMCA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sbu-34vmidI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ZrOeCumVtQM/s1600-h/March09+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sbu-34vmidI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ZrOeCumVtQM/s200/March09+032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313050052747758034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sbu-3TiUsnI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/iudHsK3iZBM/s1600-h/March09+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sbu-3TiUsnI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/iudHsK3iZBM/s200/March09+049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313050042759950962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Autographs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sbu-3EgwS5I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/r43mO0ZCjgU/s1600-h/March09+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sbu-3EgwS5I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/r43mO0ZCjgU/s200/March09+051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313050038726839186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sbu-2aXFQxI/AAAAAAAAAZs/NriGS4Kwrs4/s1600-h/March09+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sbu-2aXFQxI/AAAAAAAAAZs/NriGS4Kwrs4/s200/March09+058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313050027411981074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sbu-16PphPI/AAAAAAAAAZk/IWlLsn4Qs90/s1600-h/March09+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sbu-16PphPI/AAAAAAAAAZk/IWlLsn4Qs90/s200/March09+057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313050018790868210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SbvJLvyhbjI/AAAAAAAAAas/z9CL6Ghme8Q/s1600-h/March09+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SbvJLvyhbjI/AAAAAAAAAas/z9CL6Ghme8Q/s200/March09+062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313061389057748530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Tired boys on the way home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys (and us) had so much fun that they never once even asked for anything!! The snowcones and cotton candy were passing through the aisles, but they didn't seem to notice because they were so into the game. I thought that was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home late and basically everyone went right to bed. They've enjoyed having the morning to play with their friends. Thanks Mamaw and Papaw!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-6474091239002914792?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/6474091239002914792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=6474091239002914792&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/6474091239002914792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/6474091239002914792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/03/harlem-globetrotters.html' title='Harlem Globetrotters!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SbvEKeWcb6I/AAAAAAAAAac/GbN0l5727ZQ/s72-c/March09+045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-4299315432371177850</id><published>2009-03-12T15:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:53:44.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep...wonderful sleep...</title><content type='html'>You can't appreciate a good night's sleep until you've been deprived of it. Personally, I don't have a problem sleeping. However, there are some people who live with me who apparently do, which in turn causes my sleep problems. :) Most mornings, Isaac makes his way across the hall and into my bed after Court has left at a ridiculously early hour. Some nights, he's up in the middle of the night to have me take him to the bathroom, tell me how much he'd really like to sleep in our room, etc. It seems to work out that he's up on the nights that Andrew actually sleeps. At least he does go back to sleep though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is my dear husband who usually sets his alarm for about 2 am. Oh don't worry, though, sometimes he hits snooze a few times. And then there's the pesky fire radio...it's the only thing that takes him from sleeping to a quick run downstairs in 3 seconds flat. And especially at night, I often lie awake wondering where he went(he's usually out of the room before the announcement on where they are being called to is made!). And he can literally fall sleep anywhere, which is a whole different story!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Andrew is the real sleep problem in our house. First of all, he constantly wakes up (79 and 81 times in the last two sleep studies!). Since the doctor put him on a natural supplement called melatonin to regulate his circadian sleep rhythm, he falls asleep faster and wakes up much less. However, he's still a sleepwalker and also frequently has illness or pain issues in the night. And there are still times he simply wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, each night when my head hits the pillow, I can count on being woken up at some point...and let me tell you...I'm not always nice when I first wake up. Plus, I'm a terrible napper, so when I'm sleep deprived at night, napping isn't always an option for me. And this week has been tough with the time change, it's still dark out when my alarm goes off...and cold, too. Naturally, I want to stay in bed longer!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But last night, I went to bed at 10 pm and didn't wake up until the alarm went off this morning. Both boys stayed in their own beds all night - or at least as far as I know they did. :)  I felt so rested today when I got up. I even remembered my dreams!! It was wonderful and rare, but something I'd certainly like to experience more of. It's really the little things in life for me that make all the difference. And sleep is the main reason I'm looking forward to spring break next week. No matter what wakes me up, at least it won't be an alarm clock!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-4299315432371177850?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4299315432371177850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=4299315432371177850&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4299315432371177850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4299315432371177850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/03/sleepwonderful-sleep.html' title='Sleep...wonderful sleep...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-8832723711519279868</id><published>2009-03-09T20:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T07:43:28.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Tunes</title><content type='html'>I've been listening to this Third Day cd over and over when I drive lately. The song "Tunnel" hit me in a whole new way the other day. It reminded me that no matter how tough this life can be (and it can!), that there's always light at the end of the tunnel. That no matter how tough things get, if we put our trust and faith in God, we have something to look forward to! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tunnel by Third Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't pretend to know what you're thinking &lt;br /&gt;I can't begin to know what you're going through &lt;br /&gt;I won't deny the pain that you're feeling &lt;br /&gt;But I'm gonna try and give a little hope to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember what I've told you &lt;br /&gt;There's so much you're living for &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a light at the end of this tunnel &lt;br /&gt;There's a light at the end of this tunnel &lt;br /&gt;For you, for you &lt;br /&gt;There's a light at the end of this tunnel &lt;br /&gt;Shinin' bright at the end of this tunnel &lt;br /&gt;For you, for you &lt;br /&gt;So keep holdin' on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got your disappointments and sorrows &lt;br /&gt;You ought to share the weight of that load with me &lt;br /&gt;Then you will find that the light of tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;Brings a new life for your eyes to see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember what I've told you &lt;br /&gt;There's so much you're living for&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-8832723711519279868?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/8832723711519279868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=8832723711519279868&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8832723711519279868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8832723711519279868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/03/tuesday-tunes_09.html' title='Tuesday Tunes'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-6970845800679193942</id><published>2009-03-08T14:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T14:47:50.854-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of Heaven...</title><content type='html'>I came across this cabin while trying to find a summer getaway last night. Unfortunately, I can't post the photos on here, but here's the &lt;a href="http://www.cabinsforyou.com/a_little_heaven.htm"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;  The cabin itself is quaint and looks like a total escape. Once I read the last paragraph in the description I knew I'd love to book this cabin. However, someone else already had for the very time we were planning on. But, I thought it was worth sharing. Check out the link for pics...doesn't it sound great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedrooms: 1&lt;br /&gt;Bathrooms: 1&lt;br /&gt;Sleeps: 4 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ready for a Pigeon Forge vacation or honeymoon in a quaint, all log Pigeon Forge cabin? Enjoy the porch swing and hot tub as you relax in the Smoky Mountain atmosphere. Or use the grill and enjoy a steak meal without ever leaving the cabin rental. A Little Bit Of Heaven is ideal for any honeymoon or anniversary vacation.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you’re looking for a some relaxation with your loved one then this is the cabin for you. True to it’s name, A Little Bit of Heaven will truly have you feeling like you’ve found your “slice of heaven”. A Little Bit of Heaven is a one bedroom one bathroom cabin located just 3 miles from the main strip in downtown Pigeon Forge Tennessee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Pigeon Forge cabin will sleep 4 people comfortably with a king bed and a queen sleeper. In the bedroom there is a comfortable king size bed to provide you and your loved one with a good night’s rest. Also in the bedroom is a heart shaped Jacuzzi just waiting for you on your arrival. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Little Bit Of Heaven cabin has a wonderful view of the mountains and woods and also gives you the needed privacy you so desire. The wood burning fireplace invites you to curl up in front of on those cold nights or if you just like the warmth of a fire. A TV and DVD player is available for your use if you want to watch your favorite program or movie. There is an outside hot tub for your relaxation. The hot tub also offers you gorgeous views and helps create a wonderful atmosphere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This cabin is part of a ministry and all profits of this Pigeon Forge cabin will go to helping those with marital problems, hard times, tragic losses and also goes toward paying off this cabin. You are not just getting a Pigeon Forge vacation, but you are also helping a ministry and possible changing someone's life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-6970845800679193942?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/6970845800679193942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=6970845800679193942&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/6970845800679193942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/6970845800679193942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-bit-of-heaven.html' title='A little bit of Heaven...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-2067598170384154982</id><published>2009-03-05T10:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:10:20.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plinky</title><content type='html'>I found this site called Plinky that has random blog topics to get the conversation going. Thought I'd give it a try to get things a little more interactive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes: If you could change one thing about your living situation what would it be?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Select one thing you'd change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; location, location, location &lt;br /&gt; roommate &lt;br /&gt; chandelier &lt;br /&gt; paint job &lt;br /&gt; remodel &lt;br /&gt; Other:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explain why you'd make this change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-2067598170384154982?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/2067598170384154982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=2067598170384154982&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2067598170384154982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2067598170384154982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/03/plinky.html' title='Plinky'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-3527192184472634869</id><published>2009-03-03T08:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T08:18:25.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Tunes</title><content type='html'>I don't do this every Tuesday, but there's a song I really like right now and wanted to share. It's called One Pure and Holy Passion. I'm hoping we sing this in church soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I17edLkBDCo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I17edLkBDCo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-3527192184472634869?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3527192184472634869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=3527192184472634869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3527192184472634869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3527192184472634869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/03/tuesday-tunes.html' title='Tuesday Tunes'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-5000477795827777539</id><published>2009-03-02T21:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:25:20.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for being a friend...</title><content type='html'>I have been blessed with so many good friends. I'd like to give a few shout outs, if no one minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Lauren, thanks for helping me with the blog update. You helped me find the oomph I was needing. And for helping me when the bird annionted my head yesterday... :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my Tuesday morning girls (and a few others) - thank you so much for the prayer quilt! It is so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the bloggers...thanks for the entertainment...keep it up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-5000477795827777539?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5000477795827777539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=5000477795827777539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/5000477795827777539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/5000477795827777539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-you-for-being-friend.html' title='Thank you for being a friend...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-7676641557862550519</id><published>2009-02-28T09:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T10:00:50.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The "New Man" in Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SalRcPPNZFI/AAAAAAAAAZc/e_hn3BB2J-A/s1600-h/feb09+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SalRcPPNZFI/AAAAAAAAAZc/e_hn3BB2J-A/s320/feb09+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307863181401351250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the boys for haircuts the other night. Isaac has been asking for 'spikey stegasaurus hair' all winter long, and this time, in a moment of weakness, I said yes. Until now, I was worried what a winter coat would do to his hair by the time he got to school. But, since spring is just around the corner, I gave in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so excited, and really, in the scheme of things, hair is just the small stuff in life. Once he was all gelled up and got his glasses on, he couldn't help but stare at himself in the mirror with pride. He was so happy with his new 'do. He even told us that the kids would think there's a new man in kindergarten. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-7676641557862550519?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7676641557862550519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=7676641557862550519&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7676641557862550519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7676641557862550519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-man-in-kindergarten.html' title='The &quot;New Man&quot; in Kindergarten'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SalRcPPNZFI/AAAAAAAAAZc/e_hn3BB2J-A/s72-c/feb09+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-6467578622848523449</id><published>2009-02-25T07:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:25:22.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspector Hector, Plaque Detector</title><content type='html'>I caved and bought this for the boys, thinking it might make brushing their teeth more fun. This bright blue liquid is supposed to show you where you have plaque and help you brush your teeth better. Worth a shot, I tell myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never anticipated that there would be an explosion and Inspector Hector would be splattered all over my bathroom wall and ceiling! I think my ceilings are at least 10 feet tall, so do I even want to know how it got up there? Probably not. The wall will be just fine, but the ceiling will have to be painted. And the best part is...are you ready for it...Andrew doesn't know how it happened either. Of course, he's a marked man because he came out of the bathroom with bright blue spotted arms. However, he's just not sure how it couldn've happened. He truly didn't do it any different than any other night. Yeah right! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the joys of raising boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SacxwAW_f0I/AAAAAAAAAZU/rmL7S0GuFEk/s1600-h/feb09+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SacxwAW_f0I/AAAAAAAAAZU/rmL7S0GuFEk/s200/feb09+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307265386679336770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The evidence, although the picture doesn't do it justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sacxv9qCefI/AAAAAAAAAZM/fd87rc5iEMM/s1600-h/feb09+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/Sacxv9qCefI/AAAAAAAAAZM/fd87rc5iEMM/s200/feb09+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307265385953917426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The accomplice, who calls himself Inspector Hector. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SacxvvTP5rI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Wi3S3QoqO20/s1600-h/fall07-spring08+094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SacxvvTP5rI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Wi3S3QoqO20/s200/fall07-spring08+094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307265382100231858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilty boy??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-6467578622848523449?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/6467578622848523449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=6467578622848523449&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/6467578622848523449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/6467578622848523449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/02/inspector-hector-plaque-detector.html' title='Inspector Hector, Plaque Detector'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SacxwAW_f0I/AAAAAAAAAZU/rmL7S0GuFEk/s72-c/feb09+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-7129519110027696621</id><published>2009-02-24T20:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:37:44.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You learned what at school?!?!?</title><content type='html'>Today was the big day for 4th graders where the school nurses separated the boys and the girls and gave the first sex ed talk. With a lump in my throat, I filled out the permission slip and hoped for the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on a mission to deliver a cake to a friend this afternoon, completely forgetting to ask Andrew how "the talk" went. My friend started telling me everything her son had said about "the talk". So, on the ride home I was glad to have the chance to ask Andrew about it. I was trying to be subtle and just said, "So, what did you learn in school today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His reply...Multiplication!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, we learned to multiply by 10's, 100's, and 1000's." Relieved, I brought it up again. This time he shared a little about the presentation, but thankfully, there was no more talk of multiplication!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure I got new grey hairs out of that conversation! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-7129519110027696621?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7129519110027696621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=7129519110027696621&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7129519110027696621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7129519110027696621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-learned-what-at-school.html' title='You learned what at school?!?!?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-4631131799907693143</id><published>2009-02-17T10:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T11:06:48.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Wow...I am completely blown away to see the work God has done over the weekend. I worked the chrysalis (high school girls) and it was simply amazing! It was so evident that His hands were all over every detail. I could easily see why table leaders were at that specific table, and mine was no exception. I was with 7 teenage girls in my room and although I was a little concerned about it, I loved it! It was cool to see how our table group was hand-picked by God to be together. And to be on the other side as a team member this time was amazing and a true blessing. To see the42 caterpillars (girls) turn into beautiful butterflies by the end of the weekend...wow! Watching them meet Jesus in a new and intimate way was awesome. To be a team member was a wonderful blessing and I got so much from it. It was great to be with friends, old and new, and just be totally immersed in God's love. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my Bible study girls...thanks so much for the prayer quilt!!! I was so touched, and even it was an answered prayer. I laid in bed the first night freezing and wishing I'd brought another blanket with me. I came into my room sometime the next day to find your special gift on my bed. Wow! I will always cherish it because you all are so special to me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-4631131799907693143?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4631131799907693143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=4631131799907693143&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4631131799907693143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4631131799907693143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/02/amazing-weekend.html' title='Amazing Weekend!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-9186127081028340836</id><published>2009-02-09T15:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T15:11:18.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 55 and sunny out...</title><content type='html'>You know what that means? The windows are open. Well, not really windows plural...just one to be exact. That's one thing I love about our house is the old transems above the doors. And anytime it's warm enough to tolerate it, I like to open them and air the house out a bit. Not sure if it really works or not, but I'm a germaphobe, so just let me do my thing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, if there is an open window Sparkles will do her best to get to it. Here she is, she really had to work hard to get up in the transem, but she did it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SZCMnJvXnOI/AAAAAAAAAYg/u-y_5JexpN8/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SZCMnJvXnOI/AAAAAAAAAYg/u-y_5JexpN8/s320/016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300891365672459490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the date is still wrong and the window is probably dirty, but I'm keeping it real folks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the sunshine!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-9186127081028340836?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/9186127081028340836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=9186127081028340836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/9186127081028340836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/9186127081028340836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-55-and-sunny-out.html' title='It&apos;s 55 and sunny out...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SZCMnJvXnOI/AAAAAAAAAYg/u-y_5JexpN8/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-4165095267444255013</id><published>2009-02-08T08:42:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T10:08:12.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7l1g8eKpI/AAAAAAAAAYI/TPX-kl1Mkjs/s1600-h/jan09+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300426519001049746 style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7l1g8eKpI/AAAAAAAAAYI/TPX-kl1Mkjs/s320/jan09+079.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7l1d2cnAI/AAAAAAAAAYA/2hYilMB8hIg/s1600-h/jan09+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300426518170475522 style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7l1d2cnAI/AAAAAAAAAYA/2hYilMB8hIg/s320/jan09+072.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7l1AFTEiI/AAAAAAAAAX4/I6_DWFj_qzM/s1600-h/jan09+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300426510179701282 style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7l1AFTEiI/AAAAAAAAAX4/I6_DWFj_qzM/s320/jan09+077.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; We met Mom, Kaine, and Alexis in Terre Haute for lunch and bowling. Mandy was sick, so her and Troy stayed home. We had a great time. Of all days, though, when I went to put on my bowling shoes I realized I had two different shoes on!! They are the same style, just different colors...oops! And, even with the gutter guards up, I was still the champion with 123!! Oh well, we had a good time. :) (All the pics say 2006, I just noticed. However, I didn't reset the date on my camera when I charged the battery last. I had hoped it would just leave the date off...however, it just randomly picked one.) &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7kRd8AmyI/AAAAAAAAAXw/k-KX1Pzwn1E/s1600-h/jan09+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300424800206887714 style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7kRd8AmyI/AAAAAAAAAXw/k-KX1Pzwn1E/s320/jan09+067.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7kRPLcHfI/AAAAAAAAAXo/kS1kiurDWR0/s1600-h/jan09+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300424796245073394 style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7kRPLcHfI/AAAAAAAAAXo/kS1kiurDWR0/s320/jan09+066.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7kQ79f5kI/AAAAAAAAAXg/jDwXlPewwoA/s1600-h/jan09+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300424791086327362 style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7kQ79f5kI/AAAAAAAAAXg/jDwXlPewwoA/s320/jan09+065.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7kQr65GgI/AAAAAAAAAXY/j4vHC0lxSzE/s1600-h/jan09+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300424786780428802 style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7kQr65GgI/AAAAAAAAAXY/j4vHC0lxSzE/s320/jan09+073.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7jOXtj2QI/AAAAAAAAAXI/EVAT4gE1PBs/s1600-h/jan09+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300423647484434690 style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7jOXtj2QI/AAAAAAAAAXI/EVAT4gE1PBs/s320/jan09+085.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are doing the "slash dance" here. The screen showed a slash for the strikes, so this became their little tradition. Of course, Isaac was doing Kung Fu Panda moves, but he marches to the beat of his own drummer. :) &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7mre01kqI/AAAAAAAAAYY/SP3yGnfbbKE/s1600-h/jan09+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300427446145094306 style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7mre01kqI/AAAAAAAAAYY/SP3yGnfbbKE/s320/jan09+084.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7mrKx-8uI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/kQSR5_gB4Ug/s1600-h/jan09+082.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300427440764416738 style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7mrKx-8uI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/kQSR5_gB4Ug/s320/jan09+082.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7jN4SP8wI/AAAAAAAAAW4/FETtZO0TOso/s1600-h/jan09+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300423639048385282 style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7jN4SP8wI/AAAAAAAAAW4/FETtZO0TOso/s320/jan09+087.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-4165095267444255013?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4165095267444255013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=4165095267444255013&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4165095267444255013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4165095267444255013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/02/bowling.html' title='Bowling'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SY7l1g8eKpI/AAAAAAAAAYI/TPX-kl1Mkjs/s72-c/jan09+079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-8433618451558703017</id><published>2009-02-07T09:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T09:52:25.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stethoscope</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bYI_aOyCn9Y&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bYI_aOyCn9Y&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-8433618451558703017?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/8433618451558703017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=8433618451558703017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8433618451558703017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8433618451558703017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/02/stethoscope.html' title='The Stethoscope'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-7239266581093817051</id><published>2009-02-04T13:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T13:36:57.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaac's turn!</title><content type='html'>Not one to ever like being left out, now it's Isaac's turn. Only he'll need some help. So I'll interview him. It'll be fine and he'll be happy. Around here, if Isaac is happy, we all are. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old are you? 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What's your favorite food? pizza, mac and cheese, peanut butter and honey sandwiches, salad, raw spinach, carrots and ranch dip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Favorite show: Spongebob and George of the Jungle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite movie: Hairspray and Kung Fu Panda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite song: Hairspray music, Dance like David (for the robot moves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite part of school: recess, centers, my teacher, making the kids laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite color: brown, black, purple, grey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you like to do? goof off, play, play wii, just not shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you want to be when you grow up? a fireman and a cowboy and Andrew's co-pilot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Where do you like to go? zach's, zoey's, and the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Favorite ice cream: chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite restaurant: McDonald's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What do you collect: hippos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Are you a good boy: sometimes - I have been (he's honest!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Favorite game: Life, Wii music and Mario Kart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's your favorite thing about Andrew? playing the wedgie game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Dad? that he takes me to the firestation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Mom? hugs and playing games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If you could pick a fun day, what would you choose? movies or bowling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Favorite candy: bubblegum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What does mom do when you're at school: I don't know...cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What does dad do at his job? He works to make money. Sometimes he works on animals and red comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He really wanted to do as many as Andrew...I tried to stop at 20, but he insisted we go on. Then after 22 he lost interest....that's Isaac for ya. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-7239266581093817051?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7239266581093817051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=7239266581093817051&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7239266581093817051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7239266581093817051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/02/isaacs-turn.html' title='Isaac&apos;s turn!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-186903897595709762</id><published>2009-01-29T21:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:34:40.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guest Blog: Andrew</title><content type='html'>Andrew was intrigued by my 25 random facts on Facebook and wanted to do his own version, so here he is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I am addicted to any videogames. &lt;br /&gt;2.I pick on my brother alot!!&lt;br /&gt;3.My favorite subjects at school are lunch, recess, and social studies.&lt;br /&gt;4.my favorite color is red.&lt;br /&gt;5.I like to watch movies.&lt;br /&gt;6. I like to eat at the China Buffet in Vincennes.&lt;br /&gt;7. I love the songs Jesus Freak, International Harvester, and You Give Love a Bad Name.&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm not scared of surgeries because I know God is with me.&lt;br /&gt;9. I like to play with my friends a lot. &lt;br /&gt;10. My mom and I want to adopt a little Asian girl. [HA! I think he wants a sister, not to be her adoptive father!]&lt;br /&gt;11. I enjoy sitting at the table for supper with my family.&lt;br /&gt;12. I like to light a candle when we eat dinner. I ask everyday.&lt;br /&gt;13. My favorite vacation was to Washington, DC even though I don't remember it.&lt;br /&gt;14. I like to watch football and play baseball.&lt;br /&gt;15. My mom and dad always say it looks like a tornado went through my room.&lt;br /&gt;16. My favorite movie is any Star Wars episode.&lt;br /&gt;17. I like to watch Avatar: the last airbender, Star Wars the Clone Wars,  and the Suite Life on Deck.&lt;br /&gt;18. My favorite part of church is sunday school.&lt;br /&gt;19. I like to watch the deleted scenes on dvds.&lt;br /&gt;20. I always drink all the milk.&lt;br /&gt;21. We have a psycho cat named Sparkles.&lt;br /&gt;22. My favorite video games are WWII Aces and Mario Kart. &lt;br /&gt;23. I like eat white rice with soy sauce.&lt;br /&gt;24. I like to read about Moses parting the Red Sea.&lt;br /&gt;25. I keep falling asleep all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-186903897595709762?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/186903897595709762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=186903897595709762&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/186903897595709762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/186903897595709762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/01/guest-blog-andrew.html' title='Guest Blog: Andrew'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-6044840926605711759</id><published>2009-01-29T10:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T11:05:05.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pioneer Day Project</title><content type='html'>Being 'snowed in' has given Andrew a good chance to work on his Pioneer Day project for school. Since the 4th graders study Indiana history, this is one of their big events in the school year. They have to create a desk-sized model of a pioneer homestead. The kids will also be dressed in pioneer clothing - which means we get off cheap having a boy...flannel shirt and jeans! They will play pioneer games, eat a sack lunch, and just make a whole day of it. Unfortunately, this day has long been scheduled for tomorrow. With the weather, we don't know yet if there will be school or not. Regardless, he's had fun working on this project. He'd still like to gather twigs for a woodpile, but that's easier said than done right now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SYHTT6xG-9I/AAAAAAAAAWo/r1YAagq5Uco/s1600-h/jan09+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SYHTT6xG-9I/AAAAAAAAAWo/r1YAagq5Uco/s320/jan09+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296746975910624210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SYHTTE9-IqI/AAAAAAAAAWg/NgG4iTgWEm0/s1600-h/jan09+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SYHTTE9-IqI/AAAAAAAAAWg/NgG4iTgWEm0/s320/jan09+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296746961469055650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SYHTSWDK_TI/AAAAAAAAAWY/01TNjNvYU6g/s1600-h/jan09+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SYHTSWDK_TI/AAAAAAAAAWY/01TNjNvYU6g/s320/jan09+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296746948874403122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-6044840926605711759?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/6044840926605711759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=6044840926605711759&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/6044840926605711759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/6044840926605711759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/01/pioneer-day-project.html' title='Pioneer Day Project'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SYHTT6xG-9I/AAAAAAAAAWo/r1YAagq5Uco/s72-c/jan09+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-4877032875685341248</id><published>2009-01-27T10:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T10:45:12.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Judas Asparagus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SX8r-mrLN4I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/sJHKNc6UWzE/s1600-h/asparagus.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SX8r-mrLN4I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/sJHKNc6UWzE/s200/asparagus.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296000041344513922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this in an email from my friend, Carla. Even though some of you are on her email list, I thought this was worth sharing with those who aren't. How many adults could even sum up the Bible this well? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A child was asked to write a book report on the entire Bible. &lt;br /&gt;This is amazing and brought tears of laughter to my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;I wonder how often we take for granted that children understand what we are teaching??? Through the eyes of a child:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    The Children's Bible in a Nutshell&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning, which occurred near the start, there was nothing but God, darkness, and some gas.  The Bible says, 'The Lord thy God is one, but I think He must be a lot older than that.   Anyway, God said, 'Give me a light!' and someone did. Then God made the world.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He split the Adam and made Eve.  Adam and Eve were naked, but they weren't embarrassed because mirrors hadn't been invented yet.   Adam and Eve disobeyed God by eating one bad apple, so they were driven from the Garden of Eden.  Not sure what they were driven in though, because they didn't have cars.  Adam and Eve had a son, Cain, who hated his brother as long as he was Abel. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pretty soon all of the early people died off, except for Methuselah, who lived to be like a million or something.  One of the next important people was Noah, who was a good guy, but one of his kids was kind of a Ham.  Noah built a large boat and put his family and some animals on it. He asked some other people to join him, but they said they would h ave to take a rain check.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; After Noah came Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.  Jacob was more famous than his brother, Esau, because Esau sold Jacob his birthmark in exchange for some pot roast.  Jacob had a son named Joseph who wore a really loud sports coat.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Another important Bible guy is Moses, whose real name was Charlton Heston.  Moses led the Israel Lights out of  Egypt and away from the evil Pharaoh after God sent ten plagues on Phara oh's people.  These plagues included frogs, mice, lice, bowels, and no cable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;God fed the Israel Lights every day with manicotti.  Then he gave them His Top Ten Commandments. These include: don't lie, cheat, smoke, dance, or covet your neighbor's stuff.   Oh, yeah, I just thought of one more: Humor thy father and thy mother.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;One of Moses' best helpers was Joshua who was the first Bible guy to use spies.  Joshua fought the battle of Geritol and the fence fell over on the town.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After Joshua came David.  He got to be king by killing a giant with a slingshot.  He had a son named Solomon who had about 300 wives and 500 porcupines.  My teacher says he was wise, but that doesn't sound very wise to me.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After Solomon there were a bunch of major league prophets. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;One of these was Jonah, who was swallowed by a big whale and then barfed up on the shore.  There were also some minor league prophets, but I guess we don't have to worry about them.After the Old Testament came the New Testament.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jesus is the star of The New.  He was born  in  Bethlehem  in a barn.  (I wish I had been born in a barn too, because my mom is always saying to me, 'Close the door! Were you born in a barn?' It would be nice to say, 'As a matter of fact, I was.')&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;During His life, Jesus had many arguments with sinners like the Pharisees and the Democrats.  Jesus also had twelve opossums.  The worst one was Judas Asparagus.  Judas was so evil that they named a terrible vegetable after him. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jesus was a great man.  He healed many leopards and even preached to some Germans on the Mount. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But the Democrats and all those guys put Jesus on trial before Pontius the Pilot.  Pilot didn't stick up for Jesus.  He just washed his hands instead.   Anyways, Jesus died for our sins, then came back to life again. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He went up to Heaven but will be back at the end of the Aluminum.  His return is foretold in the book of Revolution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-4877032875685341248?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4877032875685341248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=4877032875685341248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4877032875685341248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4877032875685341248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/01/judas-asparagus.html' title='Judas Asparagus'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SX8r-mrLN4I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/sJHKNc6UWzE/s72-c/asparagus.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-5046689695797202558</id><published>2009-01-24T19:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T20:15:06.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me + Darvocet = Not So Good</title><content type='html'>So, I've been having strange mouth pain, which after a few days turned into most definately tooth pain. Since I'd just had said tooth majorly repaired for a broken marginal ridge, I was not too thrilled. Saw the dentist on Friday and he said what I dreaded hearing...root canal. He said the repair he did was quite deep and there was obviously a microscopic bacteria that got in there and got infected. Ouch! So, I go back next Friday for that, after the antibiotic has time to work. He gave me Darvocet for pain, which I knew nothing about. I was more concerned with the antibiotic, since about every one I've ever taken I've had a reaction of some sort to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the meds last night and quickly realized how sssllleeeppppyyy I was. Court was fighting his own battle with a head cold, so we were both medicated and half out of it, while the boys ran the house. They seemed to enjoy taking full advantage of their drugged out parents. I felt like such a bad mother, after I woke up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the meds again today but felt so woozy. Unfortunately, I was at formations when this feeling hit me. I have never felt so strange in my life. I finally decided it wasn't going away and knew I had to get home. A friend had been there to serve our breakfast, and thankfully she was able to drive me home. Her husband followed in their vehicle. I came home and slept hard for a good long while. Meanwhile, I was also quite entertaining to my family. I went to yell for Andrew, but somehow yelled "Leather" instead?? Then I just couldn't stop giggling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, we'll be cutting that dose in half and living with the pain. Hopefully the antibiotic will start working soon, and 1/2 dose of pain meds will still allow me to be a fully functional adult. At least as much as I was before the Darvocet. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-5046689695797202558?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5046689695797202558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=5046689695797202558&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/5046689695797202558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/5046689695797202558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-darvocet-not-so-good.html' title='Me + Darvocet = Not So Good'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-7222787129011625265</id><published>2009-01-22T09:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T09:40:06.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My B'day Morning with Isaac</title><content type='html'>Isaac: Mom, do you know what day it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I: Yes, it's 'Fursday'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, ok. Any thing you want to say to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I: Yes, I almost forgot...I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well, I love you, too. But anything else you want to say just to mommy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I: Yeah, I like when we have sack 'em day (sack up day) at school because we get to throw the lunch bags away. It feels like we're wasting them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (sigh) Oh. Anything else you want to tell me? Like happy _________??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I: Oh, happy new year! Happy new year...(jumping and dancing through living room now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok, I give up. Have a great day at school, honey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-7222787129011625265?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7222787129011625265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=7222787129011625265&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7222787129011625265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7222787129011625265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-bday-morning-with-isaac.html' title='My B&apos;day Morning with Isaac'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-5360293450281447607</id><published>2009-01-21T10:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:39:44.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vulnerability: Celebrating Me</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I will turn 34. Birthdays have never bothered me as far as getting older; however, I've always struggled with the whole idea of making a big deal about myself. I've kind of carried a complex with me all of my life about being born to parents who were young, not married, and certainly not planning on a baby. In fact, I don't know my biological dad, other than his name. Don't get me wrong, I'm thankful that &lt;em&gt;my Dad &lt;/em&gt; later adopted me and raised me. It's just something that's always bothered me...how the day of my birth changed lives forever, in a way they never wished for. In addition, it's also the day many years later that my brother died of his short, hard battle with cancer. It was the day I turned 30, but I was dreading it for reasons other than the obvious "big 3-0". I knew when we heard the phone ring around 4 am that it was over. I joke about it and say Mikey had to get the last word in and die on my birthday, because that's just how our relationship was. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I struggle with this day. I've always had a hard time accepting compliments and have never been one to want to give anyone a reason to look at me - I'd rather just blend in. I have an amazing husband, a wonderful close circle of friends and a great family, but outside of them, I'm outside of my comfort zone. I've always been very self-conscious and struggled with my self-esteem. I spent part of my childhood worrying that I was a burden, that my Dad was stuck raising me when he and my Mom seperated and later divorced. I think that's partly why Andrew's illness has bothered me so much. First, with guilt because the mito came maternally. Not that I could help it, but still.... Second, because I know what it's like to feel like a burden, and I have to rely on the whole village to care for my child. I struggle because I don't want to bother people or ever have Andrew feel like a burden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying all that, I can tell you that I was a born encourager. I truly love people and hate to see them hurting and heartbroken. For years, I've told people that "God doesn't make junk" when they're down on themselves, but I haven't accepted that in my own life. Recently I was reading a devotional that hit me square between the eyes. It was talking about pride, which is something &lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;obviously don't have a problem with, right? WRONG! It spoke of the two forms of self-centered people: arrogant people and people with low self-esteem. It went on to say, "&lt;em&gt;they are both opposite expressions of the same thing. It doeosn't matter if you think you are better than or worse than everyone else - it is still the same, it is self-centeredness&lt;/em&gt;!" OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like an onion, we all have layers that must be peeled away. Underneath the layers and the tears, there is something that can be used for God's glory. I love Jeremiah 1:5 "before I formed you in the womb I knew you." It shows God has a plan for all of us, even if we weren't planned by our earthly parents. I also take great comfort from another verse in Jeremiah, this time in 29:11, "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Regardless of my circumstances, my hurts, or anything else, God has a plan for my life. He has a plan for all of us! And He created us...and we all know that God doesn't make junk! And He loves us! So, as my little buddy Zach says, "Thank you God for making me!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-5360293450281447607?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5360293450281447607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=5360293450281447607&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/5360293450281447607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/5360293450281447607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/01/vulnerability-celebrating-me.html' title='Vulnerability: Celebrating Me'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-5510046070932180545</id><published>2009-01-19T16:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:36:08.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...Snow!!</title><content type='html'>The boys and I were pretty excited to wake up and see the snow that had fallen overnight! Since I didn't get my trusy text message telling me school was delayed, the boys actually were ready early and had a little playtime before school. (Look closely at pic #5...Carly blends in with the snow pretty well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SXTw_-zQZVI/AAAAAAAAAV4/yg9MffJQIoI/s1600-h/winter09+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SXTw_-zQZVI/AAAAAAAAAV4/yg9MffJQIoI/s320/winter09+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293120444047582546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SXTx3A7G3DI/AAAAAAAAAWA/pY6mvlZHIgE/s1600-h/winter09+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SXTx3A7G3DI/AAAAAAAAAWA/pY6mvlZHIgE/s320/winter09+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293121389510188082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SXTw9y7DYsI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Qyn3_u6QLYc/s1600-h/winter09+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SXTw9y7DYsI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Qyn3_u6QLYc/s320/winter09+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293120406499320514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SXTw9n2xQxI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ydGUN0WXh2g/s1600-h/winter09+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SXTw9n2xQxI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ydGUN0WXh2g/s320/winter09+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293120403528565522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SXTw86Ha3fI/AAAAAAAAAVg/JffDtgNYM1M/s1600-h/winter09+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SXTw86Ha3fI/AAAAAAAAAVg/JffDtgNYM1M/s320/winter09+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293120391250370034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SXTw8aEwOGI/AAAAAAAAAVY/7y8NpA4wzvs/s1600-h/winter09+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SXTw8aEwOGI/AAAAAAAAAVY/7y8NpA4wzvs/s320/winter09+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293120382649251938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-5510046070932180545?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5510046070932180545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=5510046070932180545&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/5510046070932180545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/5510046070932180545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/01/finallysnow.html' title='Finally...Snow!!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SXTw_-zQZVI/AAAAAAAAAV4/yg9MffJQIoI/s72-c/winter09+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-3719447011164466318</id><published>2009-01-13T16:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T16:51:54.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Wonders of the World</title><content type='html'>I got this video from my sweet friend Jenny. Check it out! And turn on your volume to hear one of my favorite songs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4b576f23d25d970" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D04b576f23d25d970%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329898078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6B5CB888F92866E82A55F73E192245A3F0656556.FA06780E9709A936491DA0EF9B88881A42A0292%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4b576f23d25d970%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYcO7MN-NZdI-OS4bDdLzj9SXQE8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D04b576f23d25d970%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329898078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6B5CB888F92866E82A55F73E192245A3F0656556.FA06780E9709A936491DA0EF9B88881A42A0292%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4b576f23d25d970%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYcO7MN-NZdI-OS4bDdLzj9SXQE8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave some feedback and let me know what you thought about the video!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-3719447011164466318?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4b576f23d25d970&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/3719447011164466318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=3719447011164466318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3719447011164466318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/3719447011164466318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/01/seven-wonders-of-world.html' title='Seven Wonders of the World'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-5246702343526308235</id><published>2009-01-11T15:19:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T15:32:43.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>guess who likes to play with my camera??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWpWoAVCZdI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HLMTo3LMSFw/s1600-h/jan09+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWpWoAVCZdI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HLMTo3LMSFw/s320/jan09+017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290135957583062482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWpVsX-d2fI/AAAAAAAAAU8/sZix1cRKexA/s1600-h/jan09+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWpVsX-d2fI/AAAAAAAAAU8/sZix1cRKexA/s320/jan09+035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290134933138692594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWpVr5Zcf5I/AAAAAAAAAU0/I926-6xtPLc/s1600-h/jan09+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWpVr5Zcf5I/AAAAAAAAAU0/I926-6xtPLc/s320/jan09+022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290134924930350994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWpVrj7_imI/AAAAAAAAAUs/OMBNviwU9Z8/s1600-h/jan09+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWpVrj7_imI/AAAAAAAAAUs/OMBNviwU9Z8/s320/jan09+020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290134919169673826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWpVrCAqSCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/bw_-RVmYOKo/s1600-h/jan09+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWpVrCAqSCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/bw_-RVmYOKo/s320/jan09+019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290134910062446626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid just enjoys self portraits...what can I say??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-5246702343526308235?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/5246702343526308235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=5246702343526308235&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/5246702343526308235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/5246702343526308235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/01/guess-who-likes-to-play-with-my-camera.html' title='guess who likes to play with my camera??'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWpWoAVCZdI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HLMTo3LMSFw/s72-c/jan09+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-890387786348362982</id><published>2009-01-09T07:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T08:14:03.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I love about mornings...</title><content type='html'>I'm not a real morning person. I don't mind getting up, but just let me do my own thing before I've had some coffee and a little time to adjust to the day. Plus, with Court's work schedule, I know that once my feet hit the floor, I'm the only parent on duty. However, there's one little morning ritual that I just love...and it happens almost every morning. About a half-hour to an hour before it's time to get up, I usually hear these little feet running across the hardwood floor, across the hall, and into my room. Isaac just loves to come in and snuggle before he officially has to get up. He goes right back to sleep, but never before he's kissed my cheek, kissed my hand, and cuddled with me. This morning he held my hand and fell right back asleep. How sweet is that? And to know Isaac, you know he's not really a cuddler the other 23 hours of the day. So I must appreciate the little moments with him and enjoy it while it lasts. &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-890387786348362982?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/890387786348362982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=890387786348362982&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/890387786348362982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/890387786348362982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-i-love-about-mornings.html' title='What I love about mornings...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-4194295447723274729</id><published>2009-01-06T10:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T11:01:50.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Build A Bear Workshop</title><content type='html'>The boys got money from Nana for Christmas, which they were really excited about. You see, in this debit-card &amp; gift card society, they think cash is a pretty cool concept! :) Much to my surprise, Andrew suggested they use their money at Build A Bear. Knowing if we waited too long, he might suddenly be too cool to do it, we got to it over break. Isaac was also quite thrilled to go, since they only time he went was for his 2nd b'day and made "Melmo" (Elmo). And when you're 5, Elmo is so uncool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a good time making their panda bear and dog. Isaac was bound and determined he wasn't going to kiss the heart before it got stuffed, though. Not sure why, he kisses everything else? In the end, we ended up with a panda bear named Kung Fu Panda and a dog named Marley. Pretty original, huh? You can tell the kids like movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Blogger pics are getting on my nerves...no matter what I do, they are in reverse order. So just scroll down, then back up. :) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWN_t_Kx9PI/AAAAAAAAAUU/qfn7YSeqJn8/s1600-h/christmas+2008+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWN_t_Kx9PI/AAAAAAAAAUU/qfn7YSeqJn8/s320/christmas+2008+028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288210815490585842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWN_tYmC2hI/AAAAAAAAAUM/offFCepTjrI/s1600-h/christmas+2008+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWN_tYmC2hI/AAAAAAAAAUM/offFCepTjrI/s320/christmas+2008+027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288210805135956498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWN_tN9R3EI/AAAAAAAAAUE/fzCjI3ZabcA/s1600-h/christmas+2008+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWN_tN9R3EI/AAAAAAAAAUE/fzCjI3ZabcA/s320/christmas+2008+026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288210802280619074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWN-oZfZasI/AAAAAAAAAT8/E1Ta9mSIU3Q/s1600-h/christmas+2008+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWN-oZfZasI/AAAAAAAAAT8/E1Ta9mSIU3Q/s320/christmas+2008+025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288209619965536962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWN-n_vj1VI/AAAAAAAAAT0/bhuvMncXrcU/s1600-h/christmas+2008+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWN-n_vj1VI/AAAAAAAAAT0/bhuvMncXrcU/s320/christmas+2008+024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288209613054006610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWN-laYNlyI/AAAAAAAAATs/M50AWNe3PMo/s1600-h/christmas+2008+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWN-laYNlyI/AAAAAAAAATs/M50AWNe3PMo/s320/christmas+2008+023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288209568664229666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWN-k7mwlQI/AAAAAAAAATk/Yr-5MmcAQPM/s1600-h/christmas+2008+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWN-k7mwlQI/AAAAAAAAATk/Yr-5MmcAQPM/s320/christmas+2008+020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288209560403744002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWN-kOH_LKI/AAAAAAAAATc/12oLo4IKC5w/s1600-h/christmas+2008+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWN-kOH_LKI/AAAAAAAAATc/12oLo4IKC5w/s320/christmas+2008+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288209548195081378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-4194295447723274729?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/4194295447723274729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=4194295447723274729&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4194295447723274729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/4194295447723274729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2009/01/build-bear-workshop.html' title='Build A Bear Workshop'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SWN_t_Kx9PI/AAAAAAAAAUU/qfn7YSeqJn8/s72-c/christmas+2008+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-2740218449511672614</id><published>2009-01-01T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T10:00:56.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SVvY0p6qOVI/AAAAAAAAASs/-Qeji4gB6wo/s1600-h/image001.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SVvY0p6qOVI/AAAAAAAAASs/-Qeji4gB6wo/s320/image001.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286056986766096722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2009! What a way to start the New Year off with a thankful heart. I'll list some things I'm thankful for, then you can comment and do the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For my family and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For every good day Andrew has - several lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For reconnecting with old friends on Facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For my husband stopping to buy me a candle last night after work 'just because'...and it's not like he passes any stores on his way home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For the traditional New Year's fondue at the outlaws...YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For the memories we've made over the last couple of weeks...there's been a lot less worry and a lot more laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*That it's 10 am and Court is already off work for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-2740218449511672614?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/2740218449511672614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=2740218449511672614&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2740218449511672614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2740218449511672614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2008/12/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SVvY0p6qOVI/AAAAAAAAASs/-Qeji4gB6wo/s72-c/image001.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-2069972647591227284</id><published>2008-12-30T14:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T14:48:58.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SVp68QeumUI/AAAAAAAAASk/agVknL1e8Cs/s1600-h/christmas08+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SVp68QeumUI/AAAAAAAAASk/agVknL1e8Cs/s200/christmas08+062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285672288307288386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SVp68JuXVkI/AAAAAAAAASc/LbmyS9utcMM/s1600-h/christmas08+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SVp68JuXVkI/AAAAAAAAASc/LbmyS9utcMM/s200/christmas08+072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285672286493824578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SVp67hsJSQI/AAAAAAAAASU/LI2jhdOB9Rk/s1600-h/christmas08+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SVp67hsJSQI/AAAAAAAAASU/LI2jhdOB9Rk/s200/christmas08+069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285672275747096834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SVp6KFkgPTI/AAAAAAAAASM/HzahFonX2H4/s1600-h/christmas08+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SVp6I55z_cI/AAAAAAAAAR0/f8yc3V3aW78/s200/christmas08+052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285671406073544130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SVp6IdqlVNI/AAAAAAAAARs/zWNciuUmshU/s1600-h/christmas08+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SVp6IdqlVNI/AAAAAAAAARs/zWNciuUmshU/s200/christmas08+050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285671398493476050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-2069972647591227284?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/2069972647591227284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=2069972647591227284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2069972647591227284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2069972647591227284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SVp68QeumUI/AAAAAAAAASk/agVknL1e8Cs/s72-c/christmas08+062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-256561548499197687</id><published>2008-12-24T09:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:03:44.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversations</title><content type='html'>Me: Thomas, are you helping with the Christmas Country Store at church tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas: I doubt it. But I probably should go since I'm a politician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: You should just go for the children, not politics. I believe the children are the future. Lead them well and let them find the way. Show them all the beauty they posess inside. Give them a sense of pride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas: Oh, yeah, quote scripture and make me feel really bad. Thanks, Carol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uh, that's Whitney Houston, not scripture Thomas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next conversation was happening while stuck on a patch of ice trying to pull out of the Walmart parking lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew: Mom...we're gonna die. Just park the car and leave it here. We're gonna wreck and die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I need you both to be quiet. We'll be fine. I just can't get up this little incline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Meanwhile, all sorts of cars are slipping and sliding all around us. At this moment my dash shows the following messages: service stability control system, service ABS, service traction control. I'm also starting to wonder if Helen should get out and give us a push, although I'm fearful of rolling back over her, too. Then I start thinking about rewriting the song Grandma got run over by a reindeer to fit this situation...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Lord, just help us get up this little incline and get us safely home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac: Andrew, just play your game and you won't even see what's happening to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one happened last week, when Isaac went to a Christmas dinner with his Mamaw and Papaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac: I sat on Santa's lap with Zoey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: You did? Wow (this is a first!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac is all grins. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Did you tell him what you wanted for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac: No. (big grin) I couldn't because all I could think about was wanting to kiss Zoey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-256561548499197687?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/256561548499197687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=256561548499197687&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/256561548499197687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/256561548499197687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2008/12/conversations.html' title='Conversations'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-7053477707680001613</id><published>2008-12-22T21:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T21:13:17.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of an Era</title><content type='html'>On Saturday the RCA Dome was imploded and this Indy landmark is now just a memory. I can remember taking a field trip in 5th grade to tour it, back in the good ol' days when it was still called the Hoosier Dome. :) I saw several marching band state finals there, and just last year had the awesome opportunity to visit one last time and sit in the Anthem suite. (Wow!) But, there's something bigger and better in town now, called Lucas Oil Stadium. I'm sure it is pretty cool, but I will have a soft spot in my heart for the old Hoosier Dome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yZVqBg7SsME&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yZVqBg7SsME&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-7053477707680001613?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/7053477707680001613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=7053477707680001613&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7053477707680001613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/7053477707680001613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2008/12/end-of-era.html' title='The End of an Era'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-9213544712392758766</id><published>2008-12-20T11:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T11:56:02.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Theme Song Contest</title><content type='html'>Enjoy the wonderful voices of Straight No Chaser as they serenade you with some sitcom theme songs. Let's see who can guess all of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zMj1ZaWVc-8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zMj1ZaWVc-8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-9213544712392758766?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/9213544712392758766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=9213544712392758766&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/9213544712392758766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/9213544712392758766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2008/12/theme-song-contest.html' title='Theme Song Contest'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-8192885891029973295</id><published>2008-12-16T13:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:34:57.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Tunes</title><content type='html'>Hello friends! Welcome to Tuesday Tunes. Today's song is Love Out Loud by Jaci Valesquez. This is also the theme song for the Chrysalis I'm working this winter. I love this song, and I hope you enjoy it, too. (even though half of my blog friends are working the same retreat and already know this song) But, for everyone else, enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the cry, tearful eyes&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny and wish it all away (whoa)&lt;br /&gt;Will the pain ever change?&lt;br /&gt;If we save love for another day (whoa)&lt;br /&gt;This is the time&lt;br /&gt;For us to see the vision&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time&lt;br /&gt;To break the silence and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Love out loud &lt;br /&gt;Let your loving be your voice&lt;br /&gt;Love out loud&lt;br /&gt;Together we can make some noise&lt;br /&gt;Love out loud&lt;br /&gt;Without Fear&lt;br /&gt;Sing a song and let the whole world hear&lt;br /&gt;Love out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be His hands, be His feet&lt;br /&gt;Be the people we are called to be (whoa)&lt;br /&gt;Take His love to the streets&lt;br /&gt;Show compassion to a soul in need (whoa)&lt;br /&gt;This is the time to break the silence and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hush, listen to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me crying out&lt;br /&gt;Willing to believe&lt;br /&gt;That touch, is loving more than words&lt;br /&gt;It's living out for all to see the light that shines through me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me a comment and let me know what's on your mind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-8192885891029973295?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/8192885891029973295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=8192885891029973295&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8192885891029973295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8192885891029973295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2008/12/tuesday-tunes.html' title='Tuesday Tunes'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-625233407508909174</id><published>2008-12-15T11:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:27:18.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What was he thinking?</title><content type='html'>The kids wanted to sleep downstairs Friday night, and since it was the weekend, they got their wish. Isaac went to sleep in pj's and laying on top of a blanket on the living room floor. When I woke up Saturday, this is how I discovered him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SUaCMMWVJVI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/vVRtS4J5izA/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SUaCMMWVJVI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/vVRtS4J5izA/s200/014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280050759123412306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was lying on a beanbag (legs only), no pj's but wearing his winter coat. After I covered him up, I just had to take his picture. : )Not sure what happened in the wee hours of the night, and neither is he. Hopefully I don't have another sleepwalker!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-625233407508909174?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/625233407508909174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=625233407508909174&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/625233407508909174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/625233407508909174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-was-he-thinking.html' title='What was he thinking?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SUaCMMWVJVI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/vVRtS4J5izA/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-9028992030212100415</id><published>2008-12-13T14:20:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:10:51.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you, thank you very much...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SUQMYVd8u4I/AAAAAAAAAQs/GS4fsploOSE/s1600-h/blog_award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SUQMYVd8u4I/AAAAAAAAAQs/GS4fsploOSE/s200/blog_award.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279358275404217218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my sweet friend &lt;a href="http://laurenbiggs.blogspot.com"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt; for the FABULOUS BLOGGER AWARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules to receiving this award:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You have to pass it on to 5 other fabulous bloggers in a post.&lt;br /&gt;2. You have to list 5 of your fabulous addictions in the post.&lt;br /&gt;3. You must copy and paste the rules and the instructions below in the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions: On your post of receiving this award, make sure you include the person that gave you the award and link it back to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to nominate five Fabulous Bloggers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bev @ &lt;a href="http://beverlyjonesy.blogspot.com"&gt;Organized Chaos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Melissa @ &lt;a href="http://melissasthoughtsandwonders.blogspot.com"&gt;Melissas Thoughts and Wonders&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Rachel @ &lt;a href="http://rachel-frommyperspective.blogspot.com"&gt;From My Perspective&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Lora @ &lt;a href="http://aquietlifeinaloudhouse.blogspot.com"&gt;A Quiet Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Crystal @ &lt;a href="http://crystal-dullhappenings.blogspot.com"&gt;Dull Happenings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for my 5 facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love, love, LOVE Dt. Dew...never really drank Mt. Dew, but a few years ago I fell in love with the diet one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I &amp;hearts; Mario!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll pick Fazoli's any day over fast food burgers and fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love my laptop! It can entertain me for hours on end, especially when sitting in a hospital room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Caffiene and Jesus are the glues that hold me together. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a FABULOUS weekend, and thanks again to &lt;a href="http://laurenbiggs.blogspot.com"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt; @ That Girl for the award!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-9028992030212100415?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/9028992030212100415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=9028992030212100415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/9028992030212100415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/9028992030212100415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2008/12/thank-you-thank-you-very-much.html' title='Thank you, thank you very much...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/SUQMYVd8u4I/AAAAAAAAAQs/GS4fsploOSE/s72-c/blog_award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-2078246964645145955</id><published>2008-12-12T08:23:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:47:18.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Let it go, let it go, let it go..."</title><content type='html'>Isaac was walking around singing this song the other day. He was singing it to the tune of "Let it Snow", and I started to tell him it was 'snow' and not 'go'. But, I knew he'd get upset if I corrected him, because honestly with his debating skills,  the child should be a lawyer. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he just kept singing, "let it go, let it go, let it go". And I realized, he was really on to something. Wouldn't the world be a much nicer place if this became everyone's mantra? Can you imagine how different a day would be if everyone only focused on what's really important and let the rest go? I tend to be a little more like Mary than like Martha, but I'm working on it. I get wrapped up in all that needs done and miss the little moments. My Christmas tree is a perfect example of that. I have all the original boxes the ornaments came in, and the kids tearing into them to 'help' decorate usually stresses me out. I decided I want my children to have happy memories of Christmas, not of me being the ornament nazi. So this year, they decorated the tree - and I didn't even give my opinion on which tree to get, either. They only used about 1/4 of the ornaments and told me I could do the rest. I was tempted, but I left it alone. It's been that way for a week now. Sure, I'd like to make it look prettier, but why? Instead, I wrapped some presents to put under the tree. This is something I usually procrastinate on...and a little thing I could do to really get the kids excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Christ returns, he's not going to make sure my tree was perfect, or that my house is either. I know that He wants me in His Word, and taking care of the beautiful gifts he's given me in my children. Even though it's early for resolutions, I am going to try to sing Isaac's little song and "Let it Go" if it's not important or eternal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ephesians 4:32 (New International Version)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-2078246964645145955?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/2078246964645145955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=2078246964645145955&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2078246964645145955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/2078246964645145955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-it-go-let-it-go-let-it-go.html' title='&quot;Let it go, let it go, let it go...&quot;'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6449389668031170744.post-8543793815373634018</id><published>2008-12-08T21:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:10:51.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Crafty Christmas?</title><content type='html'>Somehow I came across this &lt;a href="http://tamponcrafts.com"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; tonight, and thought it was blogworthy. Maybe not anything I'd make, but certainly worth telling my friends about, at least. I must admit the little ghost is kinda cute...although not too sure he should make an appearance at Trunk or Treat. :O Let me know what you think! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6449389668031170744-8543793815373634018?l=carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/feeds/8543793815373634018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6449389668031170744&amp;postID=8543793815373634018&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8543793815373634018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6449389668031170744/posts/default/8543793815373634018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carol-everydayblessings.blogspot.com/2008/12/crafty-christmas.html' title='A Crafty Christmas?'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299729353445110856</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvnMbsDR6Ak/S3mVAoVBKQI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Dasp382eVqk/S220/fall09+001.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
