tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75563982598617680522024-02-19T08:41:12.551-06:00Getting Closer...The life of the Judisch family in Norman, OK.Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-788086786942454072009-08-07T01:26:00.003-05:002009-08-07T01:35:06.550-05:00Lillian's "New" toyWhen my mom was pregnant with me, my grandparents bought a wooden rocking horse for the 'new <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">grand baby</span>'. It was 1976, the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">bicentennial</span>, so the horse was painted red, white and blue. I loved it. Since then, it has been repainted, the rockers have been replaced, the seat has been replaced and it has had several pairs of ears. All of my children have enjoyed it. Lillian just figured it out the other day, however, and can't seem to get enough of it. The only problem is that it doesn't have stoppers! So we have to be right there when she is rocking. Check it out.<br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx2LKwW7iCSsLLt7fcsv0I1Q4NkW1mhRTjdEdkz0CPk_veVf8-dPfcSxw0sh-rEJV5lKLCT44nxmF7nhs9adg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-58970979020471317542009-04-24T10:19:00.006-05:002009-04-25T21:41:19.442-05:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY LILLIAN!<div align="center">Sunday was Lillian's first birthday! Lillian is such a sweet and happy baby. She has the cutest little wrinkle nose smile and beautiful blue eyes. Her <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Judisch</span> curls are starting to form at the back of her <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">blonde</span> head, although she still doesn't have enough hair for a bow! She is our first thumb sucker, only when she is tired. She wants to do everything the big kids do and she adores them as they do her. She loves to dance and waves to her fans, which happen to be everyone we encounter. We had a joint party for her with her cousin <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Cambria</span> when they were here for Easter. Lillian and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Cambria</span> are 5 days apart. Click on the picture below to view the birthday Album. It is best to view as a slide show.<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jljudisch/LillianSFirstBDay?feat=embedwebsite"><img style="MARGIN: 1px 0px 0px 4px" height="160" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_-2Nm8OFIx-0/SfHXqRkaJ3E/AAAAAAAAAws/ZUK2ty_kv9c/s160-c/LillianSFirstBDay.jpg" width="160" /></a></div><br /><div align="center">She is also beginning to walk more and more! Here is a video of her going across the living room! She is unable to stand up independently, but she will pull herself up on anything and then she is off walking until she loses her balance!</div><div align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzgRbdsYbjhsfPP8Al4EAnRp5QMWzDvaaah9hmXSSGAb22HzlkOlLOScxPYywliQc32saYboVbaXhAzRCt0' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">We love you little Lilly!</div>Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-87318811046664631452009-04-03T12:52:00.011-05:002009-04-03T13:57:29.867-05:00B-day Pictures, Videos and Firsts...I finally got around to uploading all the pictures from Aidan and Evelyn's joint birthday party into picasa. So, click on the picture below to veiw them all.<br /><br /><embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&captions=1&noautoplay=1&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fjljudisch%2Falbumid%2F5320533757308304993%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss"></embed><br /><br />The other night we took the kids bowling for the first time! We paid for an hour session, which was just perfect for us to finish an entire game. The kids had a blast and we did too. They were so fun to watch, so I've included a few videos of their bowling 'techniques'. Some of the shots are a little shaky since I was also holding Lillian, but you get the idea!<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxEvf-xxaq3NNlL5WXwWvf8-yq2sDdPBAAQHIXXun0Nk3ljmqaGg1Lwkyitn2h4b0mEagxc2G-0r8J_2oALkQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br /><p></p><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw2lM5aTGmIt8dpbAhw5rxkoUeI3ZoSAp8idgJctMV-iL_YettF0nNkzIWdAGazz8o60WnTjk1yba6P4lQOvQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p></p><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyvwvcGDYPcdNK7JD7wcwx5-P4J-KyoTjEF4A1Kh_B3OwwBP0ZVPB44txYGi1fB08yV3_sba8KHO9dYtgmCBg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p>We also got out our homemade 'ball pit' for Lillian. She loves it, here is a video that Madeline took of her enjoying it.</p><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxB1tqWTZAT2kIcoPL7zXwjE7K6vlQbysnYkRhxy-iQYZ3_ZXgIjAz4mhrrzID_1aWyy_a46nr5EeStGG9fdg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p>Speaking of Lillian, she has started to take a few steps at a time and has even walked across the dining room from the kitchen! She is very excited about this new development and has been taking a few steps everyday!</p>Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-70723519494776847452009-03-15T20:45:00.002-05:002009-03-15T20:53:39.360-05:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY EVELYN!!Our Evelyn Grace turned 5 on Friday! She is our little "Goldilocks", in more ways than just the hair. She is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">precocious</span> and would give those 3 bears a run for their money - or their porridge, chair and bed as the story goes...Evelyn is our ham and the life of every party. She has no enemies and has no <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">qualms</span> asking anybody, anything...something we often have to address! She has us laughing everyday about something she says. She is also a sweetheart and can't get enough of snuggles, hugs and kisses. Everyday is bright and sunny in Evelyn's world and we are so glad to be a part of it! We love you Ev!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5TvjqNiPn7290OlPdbTB1OzenoNAU91bq0YAT7LgbPrjnHV6xQQxmm_c1DPTxoyOx05nn3aJC9FW_lvkFfHueJu0zLXeVDYee_ubrVtAn_i-xB_6F3gLYLbpVZuSfgrb21Yuz1PzUt-Ms/s1600-h/Ev3.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313596184983572290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5TvjqNiPn7290OlPdbTB1OzenoNAU91bq0YAT7LgbPrjnHV6xQQxmm_c1DPTxoyOx05nn3aJC9FW_lvkFfHueJu0zLXeVDYee_ubrVtAn_i-xB_6F3gLYLbpVZuSfgrb21Yuz1PzUt-Ms/s400/Ev3.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO_AcGHR2krxWzwJYKIS8o5R1ndkJnPEBNuv6YTcrEOqku7ipj79NDYhaAvp7WbaAXshyCMHzzPQiQF7fFIIK4DsU6pOTxyx84lrTps0LDsbyj9VAig-S9-FYznu4uSL2iPZjUaVGbQNfG/s1600-h/Ev2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313596185506526466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO_AcGHR2krxWzwJYKIS8o5R1ndkJnPEBNuv6YTcrEOqku7ipj79NDYhaAvp7WbaAXshyCMHzzPQiQF7fFIIK4DsU6pOTxyx84lrTps0LDsbyj9VAig-S9-FYznu4uSL2iPZjUaVGbQNfG/s400/Ev2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLzVt2UEPEXG12qOcSorXBih1CR5FX4ufQOcvxNFbmdORdIHbVMAD90NXzliCanAPniSPCxMc66RZsbhv1pr1101Xhyqvn17gutzMs5ucAi0ITifyarUNz_KSz7f0v-E6C8AZwRNKDWWQg/s1600-h/Ev1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313596170668120690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLzVt2UEPEXG12qOcSorXBih1CR5FX4ufQOcvxNFbmdORdIHbVMAD90NXzliCanAPniSPCxMc66RZsbhv1pr1101Xhyqvn17gutzMs5ucAi0ITifyarUNz_KSz7f0v-E6C8AZwRNKDWWQg/s400/Ev1.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div>Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-10876717871149601092009-03-10T22:50:00.003-05:002009-03-10T23:00:59.135-05:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY AIDAN!!<div align="center">Our sweet boy is 7 today! I cannot believe that 7 years have gone by with this wonderful child. Aidan is such a special boy and has taught us much about parenting, patience, and unconditional love. We are ever grateful for the lessons he has taught us. To our cuddle kid, lover of letters, giggler at spongebob, and our only son...HAPPY BIRTHDAY!</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtbdeA_zFxRb23jU94-V6TvODE9LYE_Tq0Hs8z5Xiv7BuHsrQPeZklxlGtgtpGUqRxsRGTFtEb1SQ7nbSl91_MOUaXWaF2SGtMqNEdGqH2dWcZcBFskmlOfZADGqrEMD5G67kun_4ELMxW/s1600-h/A3.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311774271939273682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtbdeA_zFxRb23jU94-V6TvODE9LYE_Tq0Hs8z5Xiv7BuHsrQPeZklxlGtgtpGUqRxsRGTFtEb1SQ7nbSl91_MOUaXWaF2SGtMqNEdGqH2dWcZcBFskmlOfZADGqrEMD5G67kun_4ELMxW/s400/A3.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEdPblSfiH_dDlGWnXM8PxvSsCAFIkdJpl0dGq-xx7zpPOEUz-mJFae_xuSeOKL3EIw1F5-B8UVH9q__XrQcFecKRUg0TyUlr6PioI3yIrSRXf_mXAJhSVZmcEINO3y44GoujjBo3kmIhZ/s1600-h/A2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311774268572821906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEdPblSfiH_dDlGWnXM8PxvSsCAFIkdJpl0dGq-xx7zpPOEUz-mJFae_xuSeOKL3EIw1F5-B8UVH9q__XrQcFecKRUg0TyUlr6PioI3yIrSRXf_mXAJhSVZmcEINO3y44GoujjBo3kmIhZ/s400/A2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1iBVa4bmDOdnDflL9pJpWW2Wz4PBVuoDrQxcLljGYEBmkIbN50uBt-GCWxokTOIg4CvVPQKCefg-RVIG1LekCfkvsmY9Z5v4-XX7ZwG8lyLWyNh1nqQxVY3CYsgRtcCKo0W2GupRHusPm/s1600-h/A1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311774262635151154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1iBVa4bmDOdnDflL9pJpWW2Wz4PBVuoDrQxcLljGYEBmkIbN50uBt-GCWxokTOIg4CvVPQKCefg-RVIG1LekCfkvsmY9Z5v4-XX7ZwG8lyLWyNh1nqQxVY3CYsgRtcCKo0W2GupRHusPm/s400/A1.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div></div>Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-26495814742392061092008-11-28T12:51:00.003-06:002008-11-28T13:04:47.948-06:00Happy Thanksgiving!<div align="center"> We had a wonderful Thanksgiving meal yesterday! Mom and Dad Judisch are here for the rest of the week celebrating with us. We are very thankful for that!</div><div align="center">Here are a few snapshots of our day...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">The kids all enjoyed basting the turkey every 30 minutes!</div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273783398224402882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpmCkzSZjP90WbuZNexbWCaGzpwfqS22F6-eMj2CPFWz82APbSi8WISjHQlPzXdPx5M6FzUsFJ4Olf1lQHSq_Lo8XZTxhIsZhOLTaPHvMuNPhOLaVgMj1ADz_judYeju7mKty4YHHP7TZl/s400/basting.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Some of the spread...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_e2CFn3Ri0NslfHDK44UOVJHyUtYzGVcsiWCJatBBQ-4ZZwgmQKVIaJKN40TKIRQuBMUqPf9dBrjdgr9_kuBXgSK4Qia4Fh6UUPNbZKFwSUM59zqoECBE1cshOsh-5b15e06eaEhbCDOE/s1600-h/spread.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273783409771228562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_e2CFn3Ri0NslfHDK44UOVJHyUtYzGVcsiWCJatBBQ-4ZZwgmQKVIaJKN40TKIRQuBMUqPf9dBrjdgr9_kuBXgSK4Qia4Fh6UUPNbZKFwSUM59zqoECBE1cshOsh-5b15e06eaEhbCDOE/s400/spread.JPG" border="0" /></a> Our feast consisted of:<br />Oven roasted turkey<br />Brown sugar glazed ham<br />Sweet potato casserole<br />Green Bean casserole<br />Mashed potatoes<br />Gravy<br />White bread sage dressing with cranberries and pecans<br />Yeast rolls<br />Jellied cranberries<br />Shiraz<br />Merlot<br />Thanksgiving blend coffee<br />Apple crisp<br />Pumpkin Pie Cheesecake<br />(Honestly, we haven't even gotten to the dessert yet! We are planning on that tonight!)<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdCdSZhgqWyASoWjZIgsTNdkwqAYRw2K28p1TgnzKf_9I-WgVk6rFy3R7W_DA5sEhkTKehBrl3dONe0vsrwnYFW3NweP-q5YsLwdAZ6Fiu-J0Rol4H83nAG35aNOSGJmlM9NVxIRk1EosN/s1600-h/feast.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273783405174729826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdCdSZhgqWyASoWjZIgsTNdkwqAYRw2K28p1TgnzKf_9I-WgVk6rFy3R7W_DA5sEhkTKehBrl3dONe0vsrwnYFW3NweP-q5YsLwdAZ6Fiu-J0Rol4H83nAG35aNOSGJmlM9NVxIRk1EosN/s400/feast.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br />Madeline claimed one of the turkey legs after eating some ham exclaiming "Well, I 've eaten my pig, now I need to eat my bird!"....I think we have been in Oklahoma a little too long!!!!!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273783412652616402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5qWA6aJF2t3bfBO2dnnhvXY0GYRJa3YXANAa-rdGJqFNiEm8NY2whFbilbT8dTtYe0PvNYt5eNBRO7sqQlSArxO9DS7Etnh7Ii6G5DVkSVkBK97x-mmSBjSOeqm0pRwl1GdHvbuazSY5d/s400/Madeline.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div>We hope you all had a wonderful meal and time with friends and family as we celebrate all that we here in America have to be thankful for!</div></div><br /></div>Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-39100291083570428442008-11-10T20:48:00.010-06:002008-11-10T22:41:34.217-06:00The Dalmatian Party<div align="center">Last year, Madeline wanted a "Little Mermaid-under-the-sea" party...the very next day, she told me, "Mom, next year I want a Dalmatian party!" I thought this might fizzle out over the year, but OH NO, she still very definitely wanted a Dalmatian party...Of course, there is NO Dalmatian themed party paraphernalia out there, so this one stretched my creative limits to the max, and this is what I came up with...</div><br /><div align="center">We decorated the house with black and white balloons and red streamers. Madeline and Evelyn helped me use sharpie markers on some of the white balloons to give them "spots".</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267233154293136978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2clONyNVYV8-EKzqiX6KT3EnbnE59TMpOYaaY49yHO-06og128Dopepcq4m4GWvwg8YNSBzUUp2sbYX5z82T7Qsd_yF1NlItmAbwbShkr3ULRC8fUZm6IhCViPEP41robNlFO7kWL_VbC/s400/balloons.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center">We moved some furniture around, brought in the folding tables and set up craft stations. The first was called "Dalmatian Station". Each kid got to choose a spotted t-shirt to wear - and keep. (I picked up 3 pks of boys white under-shirts, 5 for $5, and the girls helped me paint black spots on all of them.) Then, they got to choose some ears (head bands with felt ears hot-glued to them). Next, they got to have their nose painted black with face paint. Finally, they made themselves collars using ribbons, scrap booking tags and jingle bells. I encouraged them to write their 'puppy' name on the tags. We had Penny, Boxer, Lucky, Broser, Pepper, and others I can't remember. They were so creative!<br /></div><br /><div align="center">Dalmatian Station<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqPuHXuN6QbJ74Qq2i0HvgbpVlALVuFRovs4rqcVJuEYUOmDlT9b7LiwleflTBYADY_EboitVP-_FAndE11zDYVec2Q266Jd3C8pRHVVWd4_b1tSOBHdiOAvLhJOWyTS77K1In3MoJbO_5/s1600-h/dalmation+station.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267228290775257122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqPuHXuN6QbJ74Qq2i0HvgbpVlALVuFRovs4rqcVJuEYUOmDlT9b7LiwleflTBYADY_EboitVP-_FAndE11zDYVec2Q266Jd3C8pRHVVWd4_b1tSOBHdiOAvLhJOWyTS77K1In3MoJbO_5/s400/dalmation+station.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Madeline AKA "Lucky"</div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267229453019261250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ts_gBAO44F3liB-5-fBCgHIjrdStcqLqlLi8B7wTavL43mWE0eF170QtFEotHeTBUZusLVsc34-Z8AomqbV1gZ0tZtjRGsjqOL0tk78WLaB4kqNm96TILy_M8l6kOrDiZnJ_kfdrHnPU/s400/madeline+2.JPG" border="0" /><br />The next station was "Make a Doggie-Bag". I picked up a pack of white lunch bags and set out markers for the puppies to decorate the bags. Then they got to choose from a variety of treats to fill their bags with. We had baggies of puppy chow (chex cereal coated in melted peanut butter, chocolate, and powdered sugar), dog bones (rice crispy treats cut out with a bone cookie cutter), and lolli-pups (hand made chocolate lollipops in the shape of paws). Madeline and Evelyn helped me make all the treats for this one and we had a lot of fun in the kitchen. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Make a Doggie-Bag</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTKXYO8Dmw64r3IfZQ3hOJNl25DTowhKAvyINnpwr2qnqrI0rZwafPX2TDYsmYxF1XXY7NNGwe1ti6mQvieskHK3ZWrmggNmQi0dSaA6Fdt3rkt1_1wqwC3Qw_fQnHo_OJMnrvsRQUtDa0/s1600-h/doggie-bag.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267228285208066530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTKXYO8Dmw64r3IfZQ3hOJNl25DTowhKAvyINnpwr2qnqrI0rZwafPX2TDYsmYxF1XXY7NNGwe1ti6mQvieskHK3ZWrmggNmQi0dSaA6Fdt3rkt1_1wqwC3Qw_fQnHo_OJMnrvsRQUtDa0/s400/doggie-bag.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The last station was "Paint-a-Pup". I picked up some cute wooden dog cut-outs from hobby-lobby and everyone got to paint one to take home.</div><div align="center"><br />Paint-a-Pup<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSn1L0hjF6w5hXQnUr4vJjjLZLiDvQv3ZGGLQtZEfpNYsqBBP1b5PVC_W_EWXmmHlDftmxlmSvE-vsRmCK-L3An_9e0ndfFLUJsFVJG7c204f0PZG5XDhGbs3go6uhM9b92HmnEFv_0trD/s1600-h/paint-a-pup.JPG"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267228275234717794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSn1L0hjF6w5hXQnUr4vJjjLZLiDvQv3ZGGLQtZEfpNYsqBBP1b5PVC_W_EWXmmHlDftmxlmSvE-vsRmCK-L3An_9e0ndfFLUJsFVJG7c204f0PZG5XDhGbs3go6uhM9b92HmnEFv_0trD/s400/paint-a-pup.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><br />We had a really good turn out for the party (13 total), so it was good to have several stations the kids could rotate to. It was also helpful to have them busy while I worked on lunch! I served mini-hamburgers, carrot sticks, celery sticks, apple slices, and potato chips. (No pictures of lunch, we were too busy eating!)</p><p align="center">It was a beautiful day, so the kids ate outside and played in the backyard for a bit while the adults cleaned up and had a chance to regroup!<br /><br />This is Ambrose, he is 2...he refused to wear "ears" because then he would have to take off his grandfather's hat, and that was NOT going to happen...isn't he too cute!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgjbt9WL18SB5zE1RMBLe9QMrVs-urCdczyI0jGTWPmmKz7mK6sqIFYSUhHWP60_EPrp2u8XxHAixU7sF8ciTMTGqSG3Y7gTqT1CdwyfbOsjOofZnAmxd5aywEDSzjDBQ8AN2mTNlPZ8YT/s1600-h/ambrose.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267227887458935874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgjbt9WL18SB5zE1RMBLe9QMrVs-urCdczyI0jGTWPmmKz7mK6sqIFYSUhHWP60_EPrp2u8XxHAixU7sF8ciTMTGqSG3Y7gTqT1CdwyfbOsjOofZnAmxd5aywEDSzjDBQ8AN2mTNlPZ8YT/s400/ambrose.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Apparently, puppies like to jump on trampolines...<br /></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW13-3zGLxxkjIw-eV9xG5BQnVR2mfsVreD5zPcsjXvo0U6Jvdj3hcr8IejNKJUmf5RB2wQmUdrSLRC08aNrm2bO8ZLoB_hRfbnccDuZuIHe3ZMtbRvryD5-YDLNr1J8MBECn1qj12ji6j/s1600-h/jumping+pups.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267227878471091554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW13-3zGLxxkjIw-eV9xG5BQnVR2mfsVreD5zPcsjXvo0U6Jvdj3hcr8IejNKJUmf5RB2wQmUdrSLRC08aNrm2bO8ZLoB_hRfbnccDuZuIHe3ZMtbRvryD5-YDLNr1J8MBECn1qj12ji6j/s400/jumping+pups.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />...and climb trees.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmAF1jAXJPgGXYIbrzbNZUyBj-c4BLChw7WxepzsG84g5G_4V-lt004EPTLHLjF_tsnt4WjhHLWlooyyqIahbnCN0wOiN6SBFrkH-pJa4umiW3DRS8LfYRtw1-UauRpzXtv72OUt72l26H/s1600-h/climbing+pups.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267227881058129698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmAF1jAXJPgGXYIbrzbNZUyBj-c4BLChw7WxepzsG84g5G_4V-lt004EPTLHLjF_tsnt4WjhHLWlooyyqIahbnCN0wOiN6SBFrkH-pJa4umiW3DRS8LfYRtw1-UauRpzXtv72OUt72l26H/s400/climbing+pups.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Evelyn was "Pepper" and Christina was "Penny".<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiawFAgHMEfisY22oCzJMEKMBtEJUuuNRiovzWD_XnmBQMqTaWWQ4cLkXKF2I_GwsZgjhfvhgzmcuuOmnSJFsRJrQaltuxGQcsu3JpWe_FNK2mPHB0LF4jw_Oa45JuqbMKMu7fjiwR3k92T/s1600-h/eve+and+christina.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267227872700133458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiawFAgHMEfisY22oCzJMEKMBtEJUuuNRiovzWD_XnmBQMqTaWWQ4cLkXKF2I_GwsZgjhfvhgzmcuuOmnSJFsRJrQaltuxGQcsu3JpWe_FNK2mPHB0LF4jw_Oa45JuqbMKMu7fjiwR3k92T/s400/eve+and+christina.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Here is the youngest little puppy at the party who just woke up from her nap...<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267227897755520834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjqJEUnEw1aqIYpAJP8SwVK9yfeCw-TwrlfLcYTwlJhpKRrxpDWXwolCdHFsesO1xGHHOWC0IlB9NQysZhnd5AXHyOyMLVD-LbvyB0fMJkEbjrwbnRDAypq7rXEph76ORLb6mD_m-0B2xa/s400/lillian.JPG" border="0" />...and then realized there was a camera pointed at her! (Again...her hair really isn't red...although it would be beautiful if it was...the light often makes it look that way!)<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267228260917076194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiGVv7ltwZo90iXMETYaCdkijoHmOHDq_gS0MaE9Sk1qR3xYzMAcuIPYgOiZ294Hc8NB56GWtNoDLVRdzng6ty1BP4igjTrN5nyDO5szuVo_JLj4acxzATxi-QpLo0y96BLOhcvuJ0YMZt/s400/lillian+2.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div>After a while we brought in the "litter" to play "pin the tail on the Dalmatian". The prize was a tin in the shape of a dog bone filled with white chocolate covered Oreos!</div><div><br />Here is Evelyn looking at her handiwork after the blind fold came off.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5l-cIU9wZG3NulVtexcAkXnyMMhJlZDkKKpztLiu_tYjqhGt2eNq0rBUAJmKk4nK0ulrYFmQWvIxe9C_81C5iQV7lJpPNetAdadkcWV_sitcIE69wBdamPYx6PQis6TFaCb_zScESOn1B/s1600-h/ev+pin-a-tail.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267227223548897954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5l-cIU9wZG3NulVtexcAkXnyMMhJlZDkKKpztLiu_tYjqhGt2eNq0rBUAJmKk4nK0ulrYFmQWvIxe9C_81C5iQV7lJpPNetAdadkcWV_sitcIE69wBdamPYx6PQis6TFaCb_zScESOn1B/s400/ev+pin-a-tail.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Aidan played too, but blind folds and spinning were not going to happen for him, so we didn't really count his attempt.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt9W7-IAHs-Pk7VFZEI9nWR63g6s41mcGkI-3SXrzSr-RmpzDLvYrzHnrd74NlmOei-ZuQsXc4-lsAWuMJlo89fvpSHy6sr_kn_Vs9vLXSaFFnijVkenL87mJCI8ms3eSu6aW4Q2Jz7dFJ/s1600-h/aidan+pin+a+tail.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267227005518015442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt9W7-IAHs-Pk7VFZEI9nWR63g6s41mcGkI-3SXrzSr-RmpzDLvYrzHnrd74NlmOei-ZuQsXc4-lsAWuMJlo89fvpSHy6sr_kn_Vs9vLXSaFFnijVkenL87mJCI8ms3eSu6aW4Q2Jz7dFJ/s400/aidan+pin+a+tail.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is Robert...he was a great contender, very serious about the game. He came in second place.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTS8yKBXjd1u_5RKNQn5Itq007-6n1vOyVtA6_CfHjX0kHQyXhNSssACH8ERImCioyNMecdwg_Iqku28J7P_NLranV1X3gG5U3OKcEEmOy3hqMLDyU5YIkCXo0rw7hRtEQAz-eCmIB-gRe/s1600-h/robert+pin+a+tail.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267226842005801410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTS8yKBXjd1u_5RKNQn5Itq007-6n1vOyVtA6_CfHjX0kHQyXhNSssACH8ERImCioyNMecdwg_Iqku28J7P_NLranV1X3gG5U3OKcEEmOy3hqMLDyU5YIkCXo0rw7hRtEQAz-eCmIB-gRe/s400/robert+pin+a+tail.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center">Lydia ended up winning, unfortunately I did not snap a picture of her with the prize, but needless to say, she was thrilled!</div><div align="center">We moved onto cake next. I went simple on this one, chocolate cake, white icing, chocolate disks for spots, with a red ribbon and tag wrapped around it.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="left"></div><div></div><div>Happy Birthday! </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267227232679876370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg95-nc2Zs4m0oN8idHSvJdVqm8lf7VzFWVOXjjG9Uj0LpZSxczD_cRB1sd4Zx9Vj8gLeUjSgRHzD1NnnGKzEpcXqFj13vvzqndheAEMP30LpWae4UdcPWYwmhYCVlRhU3dwZlJOdV_EMkc/s400/cake.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br />We ended the party with gift opening.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsh5OVi3i5_gd3QnyfYUPIam3uorDP3ymOOHuIWrVrAzZjn0C7zWKh0qq40nbuGNpmdSlvZiMD_cJYrY1Njk9zM05hbfZzFq7zTrSmwGrSujklpwfhQUaXrSz8lC-Kb4yp-LPaaVq-cpeC/s1600-h/presents+1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267226836878700194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsh5OVi3i5_gd3QnyfYUPIam3uorDP3ymOOHuIWrVrAzZjn0C7zWKh0qq40nbuGNpmdSlvZiMD_cJYrY1Njk9zM05hbfZzFq7zTrSmwGrSujklpwfhQUaXrSz8lC-Kb4yp-LPaaVq-cpeC/s400/presents+1.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div>Madeline got some great loot! Lots of craft kits and books, a few toys and clothing! She had a blast! So far, she has not decided on a theme for next year, but Evelyn said she wants a dinosaur party! AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!</div></div></div><br /></div>Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-73689243670752901492008-11-03T23:27:00.004-06:002008-11-03T23:40:36.383-06:00Happy Birthday Madeline!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheWG8PEPUKCI2rEEMiHU8HRE1l9yi2A9odnX5H3dA1G3uBi_uYbR_InEQ3LwQnpeKACebRe1YmmYln6wI-Cacxjfup7XKYsLx7ocrM1PcgYCs1W3axqlF_swFJaJUOpfiiXfres6YVRc2_/s1600-h/bday.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264670833952804594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheWG8PEPUKCI2rEEMiHU8HRE1l9yi2A9odnX5H3dA1G3uBi_uYbR_InEQ3LwQnpeKACebRe1YmmYln6wI-Cacxjfup7XKYsLx7ocrM1PcgYCs1W3axqlF_swFJaJUOpfiiXfres6YVRc2_/s400/bday.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Yesterday we celebrated our sweet Madeline's 8th birthday! We had a waffle breakfast, during which we let her open a few of her gifts. Then we let her choose a lunch destination after church...she chose Chili's and got their Kraft macaroni and cheese with mandarin oranges. I know I could have made that for her for much less, but it was what she wanted, so we indulged. We will be having a 'friend' party on Saturday, so there will be more pictures to come.</div><div> </div><div>Madeline is our sweetheart. Always thinking of others before herself, she makes a great big sister to our crew. She loves animals, crafts, and the color pink. She made us parents and made our parents grand-parents. We are so very blessed to have this little girl who is still in that sweet naive state that we too quickly grow out of. I hope she stays there for at least one more year. We love you bunches Madeline Lea!</div>Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-5644378026204306252008-11-01T11:25:00.004-05:002008-11-01T11:46:25.318-05:00Happy All Saints Day! AKA Halloween!So, every year on this day we have had a variety of activities to do. We have done dinners, parties, and festivals, but this year, we went trick-or-treating for the very first time. We all met with others at our friend Denise's house for a spaghetti dinner. Then, we separated the kids into groups - older and younger - and went off to the neighborhood to beg for candy. Of course the kids had a blast, and came home with pumpkin pails full of candy that probably won't last them through the week!<br />Here are a few pictures of our evening.<br /><br /><div align="center">Our jack-o-lantern. (His eyes had pupils, but they seemed to dissapear by the end of the night!?)</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFhcmiXldfmjq9PQdU3ezGOehWNls2Hvfe5Q3_3Iyqyda9Fhda47TRuVtfqZUVkKVTXTUJ4rKnCUyxdKJ9pEKN4J_UuIA0iUEgrY-ACzPt7J0AbKxIWgZdvuRnxtDja0Jr_evxAgwuFHYn/s1600-h/jack.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263727406669820658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFhcmiXldfmjq9PQdU3ezGOehWNls2Hvfe5Q3_3Iyqyda9Fhda47TRuVtfqZUVkKVTXTUJ4rKnCUyxdKJ9pEKN4J_UuIA0iUEgrY-ACzPt7J0AbKxIWgZdvuRnxtDja0Jr_evxAgwuFHYn/s400/jack.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">The girls dressed up as kitty cats. They named themselves "jingle bell".</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263726921223854674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7zPOfhgXFDhyphenhyphentvyo5wR9hnb3yVT0WmjQmRYLAnqpk_UGPrdbHTwojhYudQfxOTTnONolFrK4jCNsSydF1vFI5K5feuMIebm7fnKTidIcJftXwmyJz-s_SVKd3hetVpt8h826kFREYq_gO/s400/girls.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center">This is the group of "younger kids" minus one who was chasing a cat. Aidan, dressed up as "Dash" from the Incredibles. It happens to be his favorite t-shirt, so we could easily convince him to "dress-up".</div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263726930234204306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwZSzwrb8OBCYSI6p_zMx_q4D7Vgf8lEKiz9e-gBtBY4V_2Y3QQNhnrHOs566GBfFj1e-Oq7n3x2j4Z_fsFH1EHGCbYTlysoTXqF6bk19tW2sUtUVcbtgLuxFeUzVac9h6Bmo3SWou2Kwu/s400/aidan&kids.JPG" border="0" /><br />Neal and I got in the spirit too! I dressed as an angel and Neal dressed as a scholar wearing his PhD regalia. He would not let me take a picture of him however, so you have to use your imagination.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiGygcoUPYwnGZ9XFh7U1QtJ5zMRoRmYrX0I8n22h1knbqu2_H0nSJl9SagJDi8Fp2GBfx1ME9YI9bFjJVffza8tcKquOubSswda6MxVAgIaglKQTR5h7y1F6GNAEqtiOgftf3Mlc1twXa/s1600-h/me.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263726953804146466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiGygcoUPYwnGZ9XFh7U1QtJ5zMRoRmYrX0I8n22h1knbqu2_H0nSJl9SagJDi8Fp2GBfx1ME9YI9bFjJVffza8tcKquOubSswda6MxVAgIaglKQTR5h7y1F6GNAEqtiOgftf3Mlc1twXa/s400/me.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And our little Lillian went as a flower - thanks to Aunt Janelle for the GORGEOUS hat she knitted!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIYANb9KjfzonMm1Gw591ZW-3FBG9Utafhu9-lGZZf8Xu7wGkjxR0t0F9Yw4SWDoReCb4wfLoYYPw2T5DoXccQjWCYx7hSCFgkZgOb7rv81YbWTnsv5RZEJzrwDfI1VWF4Itq04V6LTeoZ/s1600-h/lillian.JPG"></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263726960037835378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2CAGqJgmBQ2jiark-joJcx19QmIEN5czzVicdPj9skRqpMOEtiVGbC6jEa4Huh8nBaZ322uVyjUDZxO5mK5pFg49FD_qoL3iBwI7bGHgXVprpfPoEEZf26yjieldiNb72NYKeFodwNx7X/s400/lil&mom.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /></div>Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-14765234919438381042008-10-13T16:18:00.003-05:002008-10-13T17:24:17.894-05:00Even more Lillian pictures!I did a photo session with Lillian at Target the other day. Follow this link to see the pictures.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.thesmilestation.com/asp/tss_showlargephoto.asp?sbfn=E1&Page=0&tcount=29">http://www.thesmilestation.com/asp/tss_showlargephoto.asp?sbfn=E1&Page=0&tcount=29</a><br /><br />Then, enter in the following:<br /><br />Guest Name: JANICE JUDISCH<br />Access Code: LTTT0341103471TARJanice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-70253018830853812412008-09-17T15:23:00.008-05:002008-09-17T21:01:36.420-05:00Lillian Update<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJeTiimRl4cUTId8y5izLrAZ5RJLv8k0zN-HKvtBrIbQPO-9eqs6DPxJguFdW5fOOV0C4Fkq5VdKp-SZIVv6vY-hkoXCb86fDXBYJMxWnj9wBiO9tF5qInPWnfIBA8wYyKldqTVHSwSGxT/s1600-h/lillian+smiles.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247091087342450418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJeTiimRl4cUTId8y5izLrAZ5RJLv8k0zN-HKvtBrIbQPO-9eqs6DPxJguFdW5fOOV0C4Fkq5VdKp-SZIVv6vY-hkoXCb86fDXBYJMxWnj9wBiO9tF5qInPWnfIBA8wYyKldqTVHSwSGxT/s400/lillian+smiles.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center">Lillian is almost 5 months old now! I can't believe how quickly it has gone. As you can see, she still looks EXACTLY like Evelyn. The only difference is that she has blue eyes.</div><br /><div align="center">She is up to some fun things lately...</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">She has found her feet...</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6acONuJRsCctXD0wYNhI7VFAq35EeAC65GJV5rGZvAUgxc-kFlhxtgC8fEIO7EmufrJJeTdgmo0NzMIUYrFecb72UViLcNeytafAYgYhO3-I52cgSZNXPNkcDRv21LofPh1m0PpmbvjOS/s1600-h/Lillian's+feet.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247091091537447282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6acONuJRsCctXD0wYNhI7VFAq35EeAC65GJV5rGZvAUgxc-kFlhxtgC8fEIO7EmufrJJeTdgmo0NzMIUYrFecb72UViLcNeytafAYgYhO3-I52cgSZNXPNkcDRv21LofPh1m0PpmbvjOS/s400/Lillian's+feet.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"></a>She can "tripod sit"- but when she realizes that she is sitting- she gets so excited that she falls over...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4BMj-z4Bbh2pPHHaVAaVz_wCtd6hQ1xHob-WGC4ng-WOdEkY30Jd_kvGOh2CTdLMRZhpIp4saVkG6EZzrEq-IxrqKI4Eu5yYtuptVpbPjCDq42-9Qnu55ccTVMFtyW4rM1vH9aFfl-Mq-/s1600-h/Lillian+sits.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247091104293424498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4BMj-z4Bbh2pPHHaVAaVz_wCtd6hQ1xHob-WGC4ng-WOdEkY30Jd_kvGOh2CTdLMRZhpIp4saVkG6EZzrEq-IxrqKI4Eu5yYtuptVpbPjCDq42-9Qnu55ccTVMFtyW4rM1vH9aFfl-Mq-/s400/Lillian+sits.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />And she really enjoys her excersaucer...(FYI: Her hair isn't really that red)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzi_OYgpPHEwtibtGO0rDJjORruR_3nKXP4E7xtD_KY8ii-gnZibvclruyMnIn1inrRnF5lNj_IubcbrqGnbHePuMUmhz6TPwemQZVHVOz2AdUc1-lMdHe0KJTPE9X60uZbY3oWyHlMg13/s1600-h/exersaucer.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247090536239022114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzi_OYgpPHEwtibtGO0rDJjORruR_3nKXP4E7xtD_KY8ii-gnZibvclruyMnIn1inrRnF5lNj_IubcbrqGnbHePuMUmhz6TPwemQZVHVOz2AdUc1-lMdHe0KJTPE9X60uZbY3oWyHlMg13/s400/exersaucer.JPG" border="0" /></a>She is so happy and squeals with delight living up to her in utero name "Squeakles". She rolls around everywhere often getting stuck under tables and chairs and things. She cut her first tooth on Labor Day and her second tooth the next day. (That is the earliest we have had for teeth around here.) She has just started sleeping through the night. And she is our first thumb sucker; however, she only sucks her left thumb...does that indicate a lefty???</p><br /><p align="center">Neal was out of town a few weekends ago, so I took that opportunity to paint and set up Lillian's room. We use to have a midnight blue office, now Lillian has this...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_vhXi4dIVSjPmuT8h6K74h0W14j-AV8ssgMiDF3qGB5zLn-XpQ18GSv1rJlF0eHZgEyM8ABqSUFDzCUA_IGAesUBRiElWsbOENiCzdY7CsN6Blio6JeGT3G7r8zvpASa940zLK4mjdsbf/s1600-h/room+1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247090538714305394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_vhXi4dIVSjPmuT8h6K74h0W14j-AV8ssgMiDF3qGB5zLn-XpQ18GSv1rJlF0eHZgEyM8ABqSUFDzCUA_IGAesUBRiElWsbOENiCzdY7CsN6Blio6JeGT3G7r8zvpASa940zLK4mjdsbf/s400/room+1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVHUYm9omVlJivOZIAY71-p4UinZ-rO_rLEhCq_Kq_vHtKknsu_ZUJSfGsBQKwVE3428SU376uhNkPkEhVOC54bXGyXUny0oY9kbBcZ-CQYLm_OKV8xnQqQ36wmAN2KTGCWTdAxiH3xBrA/s1600-h/room+2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247090542450402018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVHUYm9omVlJivOZIAY71-p4UinZ-rO_rLEhCq_Kq_vHtKknsu_ZUJSfGsBQKwVE3428SU376uhNkPkEhVOC54bXGyXUny0oY9kbBcZ-CQYLm_OKV8xnQqQ36wmAN2KTGCWTdAxiH3xBrA/s400/room+2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></p><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK-YqPXaneu7VwuXrRK5N7O4_O5n12TDY2dvayXfeEhWIfTohkS4UT4_Lk7GnlyHaORF5fjIL5JK3hXaCeQB9Vc3zWts-TLK7ab09_gJxgdmiqyHNxMNhCugV4Rqayj7TDYpcQqbkY9IWE/s1600-h/room+3.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247089358226358514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK-YqPXaneu7VwuXrRK5N7O4_O5n12TDY2dvayXfeEhWIfTohkS4UT4_Lk7GnlyHaORF5fjIL5JK3hXaCeQB9Vc3zWts-TLK7ab09_gJxgdmiqyHNxMNhCugV4Rqayj7TDYpcQqbkY9IWE/s400/room+3.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHJyvT2LO8b60U8413rBXZKkyhfckklj-9RRacg0NMW6jGB8X0UC29Y5UX9gV0MrB6Vfg31aAEDXb9As7pQ4H339tlO-T-jCoxtvDpODRinngXzAJzqerB1TcQctvsYnEfxi30DZJ-j8lH/s1600-h/room+4.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247089367628188594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHJyvT2LO8b60U8413rBXZKkyhfckklj-9RRacg0NMW6jGB8X0UC29Y5UX9gV0MrB6Vfg31aAEDXb9As7pQ4H339tlO-T-jCoxtvDpODRinngXzAJzqerB1TcQctvsYnEfxi30DZJ-j8lH/s400/room+4.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH397f52Jh6vYr1kkmQoCOc3gdH8FJXcD3uE4Z1J9RBSFtqjpZF9Kv54V9GA4aPua60IxlT0qo7PIfrXZDgLHcr05A52AHlHZVn188ngcOovMdpaTMZfBC2wPmg1FGJs79cdhrTNWxOrc6/s1600-h/room+5.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247089376079583394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH397f52Jh6vYr1kkmQoCOc3gdH8FJXcD3uE4Z1J9RBSFtqjpZF9Kv54V9GA4aPua60IxlT0qo7PIfrXZDgLHcr05A52AHlHZVn188ngcOovMdpaTMZfBC2wPmg1FGJs79cdhrTNWxOrc6/s400/room+5.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSWbt5FOV8r85FXKMfgvzTtdwSQauHmzS4KKjk8_kpnio-AxQB4UQ73jMO8mfmLAnc7v-GsNNJgTKvJD7vllKsBZNf4kIx20V8Q3FtpuL0tabuisyc9COa6BiPrSrnKSJfz0g6Ub2Dhfkz/s1600-h/room+6.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247089376918996018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSWbt5FOV8r85FXKMfgvzTtdwSQauHmzS4KKjk8_kpnio-AxQB4UQ73jMO8mfmLAnc7v-GsNNJgTKvJD7vllKsBZNf4kIx20V8Q3FtpuL0tabuisyc9COa6BiPrSrnKSJfz0g6Ub2Dhfkz/s400/room+6.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjphCPuNm5fPr38d4tzN2LuY55NWk_Y8yOVFues06KYdGNKi1KpzIEZ9ESkZ17g2pb5Gd2FZ7Km4xY-eL6K6lTJYt8x40g9QbUIeCfdGlN1bC9fLDKG-omESX4tyqnmpTdz3fsaS8RJoOMl/s1600-h/room++7.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247089383831635762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjphCPuNm5fPr38d4tzN2LuY55NWk_Y8yOVFues06KYdGNKi1KpzIEZ9ESkZ17g2pb5Gd2FZ7Km4xY-eL6K6lTJYt8x40g9QbUIeCfdGlN1bC9fLDKG-omESX4tyqnmpTdz3fsaS8RJoOMl/s400/room++7.JPG" border="0" /></a> It is a small room, so I had to take the pictures in small panoramic sections, but I think you can get the idea. The girls helped me paint the green and set up the toys. I am very happy with how it turned out. Everyone is enjoying the new room. Neal and I are glad to have our room back to ourselves and the big kids have been playing in there more than their own rooms!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Finally, we will leave you with a short video of Lillian playing!</div><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy_6VQa4RUTRNRuoLQ0uo5MxpjvN0QpqvEjddj3pJ7pTFUWb2o9tZ1a0YS_gPBWjVe5BvP9JrguW4U1uRVUkQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p> </p>Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-31086115893021737312008-09-17T14:45:00.005-05:002008-09-17T15:21:30.883-05:00New stuffOK, as promised, here are some pictures of the new things in our house and yard...<br /><br /><div align="center">This is our "new" piano that we bought off of Craig's list. It is about 80 to 100 years old. It is called a saloon style-piano because of the mirror across the top. I guess if it was once in a saloon, the piano player would want to know if someone was coming up behind them with a pistol or something...Neal had it tuned for me for my birthday and it sounds great! The tuner said it is a "sawed off piano". Apparently it was originally a player piano that was converted to a saloon-style piano. He was impressed with the good condition on the inside despite its beat up condition on the outside. We have all really enjoyed having a piano in our house!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_L14Xx02CQ0X9AxTeig5E0_pnv606L7OBV9rkjirEtU5dgKsTQPivHQuIp-zCzD33JRVDsnZ7JRKAyI4x095smGlcC82yUh814ltcX3i5q_H5BPmFBh-0Rab7VdDgVegec4soCyAZLjAp/s1600-h/piano.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247081007207400194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_L14Xx02CQ0X9AxTeig5E0_pnv606L7OBV9rkjirEtU5dgKsTQPivHQuIp-zCzD33JRVDsnZ7JRKAyI4x095smGlcC82yUh814ltcX3i5q_H5BPmFBh-0Rab7VdDgVegec4soCyAZLjAp/s400/piano.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">These are our new dining room chairs. I have been saving money for several months and I used my birthday money to purchase these new off of e-bay. I have been wanting chocolate leather parson chairs for years! Now I don't have to sit on a metal folding chair at dinner time!<br />I purchased eight, but only six are shown.</div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMO6Jb_Ucj15VPzyd2qiM-CJGwyLkmrLXtyCKrydqlAfJFcI_aqhjlvpq13eH1Sw1AYox-Gpga1uNQZkY9_bvP9-nnyQ4HY2cOuETxQRqtY4HlapvhZuBrteXs368kMKfI26sC8Xun5JTn/s1600-h/dining+chairs.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247081012970716162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMO6Jb_Ucj15VPzyd2qiM-CJGwyLkmrLXtyCKrydqlAfJFcI_aqhjlvpq13eH1Sw1AYox-Gpga1uNQZkY9_bvP9-nnyQ4HY2cOuETxQRqtY4HlapvhZuBrteXs368kMKfI26sC8Xun5JTn/s400/dining+chairs.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><p align="center">This is a freezer that Neal's secretary at work gave us. We are so excited about it! We are spliting a cow with some friends next month, so we were needing one of these!<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU7pSHWNlTH0Zh4S1-Q1wvqeCCw092h0HuIcKosZwJFxLyvYCwJTLf81hAaGifO1xHBYqgoZbOt5DnFvcleiFvNnDspsnFoSXRalAozER9rzM-mi5qHRXY27azMQ_fLaX6U4PKFWWmUVkv/s1600-h/freezer.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247081015958646898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU7pSHWNlTH0Zh4S1-Q1wvqeCCw092h0HuIcKosZwJFxLyvYCwJTLf81hAaGifO1xHBYqgoZbOt5DnFvcleiFvNnDspsnFoSXRalAozER9rzM-mi5qHRXY27azMQ_fLaX6U4PKFWWmUVkv/s400/freezer.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a> </p><p align="center"> I picked up another bookshelf for our school room.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_E4XmyoVxtqpTAQNddZraM_FpsPCTc5r8wDW8jhC_1nUg4yNlswAn9mS0I50mKcyUuXRnuEiM8QLDPap99mk5PTkIDlnZiRzzruAJXJS68bGPJDzcfN9H1EERhjybd9hooIaHe9K05tHn/s1600-h/school+room.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247081025368588386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_E4XmyoVxtqpTAQNddZraM_FpsPCTc5r8wDW8jhC_1nUg4yNlswAn9mS0I50mKcyUuXRnuEiM8QLDPap99mk5PTkIDlnZiRzzruAJXJS68bGPJDzcfN9H1EERhjybd9hooIaHe9K05tHn/s400/school+room.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><p align="center">Here is the zinnia garden in full bloom as well as the potato ivy growing across the top of the porch.<br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9wYtAbnhqgQo-iCeEKzYYLIk-In2gB9x0KspWMHlWGfuc_QC_xFwQVq2rr0hOyPh9QeAkPYbyUSvW5XPf5FBfm7SjDMx481WT2Pa40I5h-znYAUnCrRRK0aF9LL6mXAVdnF7ozLZgY-oq/s1600-h/zinnias.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247081033438430850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9wYtAbnhqgQo-iCeEKzYYLIk-In2gB9x0KspWMHlWGfuc_QC_xFwQVq2rr0hOyPh9QeAkPYbyUSvW5XPf5FBfm7SjDMx481WT2Pa40I5h-znYAUnCrRRK0aF9LL6mXAVdnF7ozLZgY-oq/s400/zinnias.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The girls are so proud of the zinnias they helped plant.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgseygoZpOnw3MR9-YwlRVpW-aOHvQI6z5GzXDgMpak33WR0zjXK-imbyBRhtQQA13ovKBsu7KMBi_Wb1HB7nUCboJyhgTxwZM1JT6Wua49COQnXUO1G_jTtrE6govIEPXIXD9nsV3tQD3w/s1600-h/ev+and+zinnias.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247080243069446882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgseygoZpOnw3MR9-YwlRVpW-aOHvQI6z5GzXDgMpak33WR0zjXK-imbyBRhtQQA13ovKBsu7KMBi_Wb1HB7nUCboJyhgTxwZM1JT6Wua49COQnXUO1G_jTtrE6govIEPXIXD9nsV3tQD3w/s400/ev+and+zinnias.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0ZyHnakzl_4qoRRF9Agmd8WyRy6vssYNG4ytQ_2Q67rKV4AiAsFeH85keSGeszAXh3w7DjLp8HZ-NyG6t6uKHrZ9w7DWcJCQLc4yJ9mf9rRz3CBOf8C5RqKrKUBXyCI7Aw9v_oabZmjyK/s1600-h/madeline+and+zinnias.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247080249811224770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0ZyHnakzl_4qoRRF9Agmd8WyRy6vssYNG4ytQ_2Q67rKV4AiAsFeH85keSGeszAXh3w7DjLp8HZ-NyG6t6uKHrZ9w7DWcJCQLc4yJ9mf9rRz3CBOf8C5RqKrKUBXyCI7Aw9v_oabZmjyK/s400/madeline+and+zinnias.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><p align="center">I planted a lantana garden on either side of the driveway. Here is one up close. I still need to add a second layer of stones for the border and they have to fill in, but I think it will add a lot to our entrance once they are established.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyzXdQlGwt27lkRIjbrr7zGHGWFR3HyU_Wn9sfPhgyAERFco12ALewTvJH8iEWyVW0jdW6c3w9DrktG59VO9eYrazzRsCzkMB8KO_vh3fPAlAaROldRczsc788fy04_lxWr6bqJLztXUYE/s1600-h/lantana+garden+1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247080251254983330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyzXdQlGwt27lkRIjbrr7zGHGWFR3HyU_Wn9sfPhgyAERFco12ALewTvJH8iEWyVW0jdW6c3w9DrktG59VO9eYrazzRsCzkMB8KO_vh3fPAlAaROldRczsc788fy04_lxWr6bqJLztXUYE/s400/lantana+garden+1.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"> This is the driveway showing both gardens.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeTaEq3rFRNT2y1nLOdoT36B-QwGZf9VJOBGrq5JvqeWqO7SAzhvmOOIbOsYLliuXx04xrtDJpBQ5kRWnuoe35lNYzqd0dzkQplOHQvZWmjm24YwYcP9oY1ZLVg_CmIhn2fmvPv9C9mRQ3/s1600-h/lantana+gardens+2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247080262508100722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeTaEq3rFRNT2y1nLOdoT36B-QwGZf9VJOBGrq5JvqeWqO7SAzhvmOOIbOsYLliuXx04xrtDJpBQ5kRWnuoe35lNYzqd0dzkQplOHQvZWmjm24YwYcP9oY1ZLVg_CmIhn2fmvPv9C9mRQ3/s400/lantana+gardens+2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I mentioned making a path from the driveway to the back gate while I was pregnant with Lillian...well, I finally finished it and put in a garden on that side of the house. I also made a place for the trash can that is out of the mud and convenient and not so ugly now that it has a garden around it.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDv0Ai1uszfEMLSk2HLD5KoqIrAlpGJYigkIpPyYyThmGRPR8TUCarHrXp6ZYJC-4caRUD8qD_uNdXiOO9jOc5C4k6CBEjO6uYkCzFId9Fir-t09sed3EQb4kH4JidqwJze2BVhzt0v-kt/s1600-h/path.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247079659391196466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDv0Ai1uszfEMLSk2HLD5KoqIrAlpGJYigkIpPyYyThmGRPR8TUCarHrXp6ZYJC-4caRUD8qD_uNdXiOO9jOc5C4k6CBEjO6uYkCzFId9Fir-t09sed3EQb4kH4JidqwJze2BVhzt0v-kt/s400/path.JPG" border="0" /></a> I got the purple jew and the airplane plants from my mom's house when we were there in June...they have filled in nicely with all the rain we have been getting!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoiSADOKzAJmuCMZJt-QQilxqalJ34K7mnXiATAl1nrBBwjWVAQGrYNkyU4KKz7gRfBjWfWn3Ai3-nVZoPlHiE4UhIObq4ws5xvawmYaoiOWlCV9-JLYQOE6B4Bk9aa3ZVKTXgIvKn9dqG/s1600-h/path+garden.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247079667582020194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoiSADOKzAJmuCMZJt-QQilxqalJ34K7mnXiATAl1nrBBwjWVAQGrYNkyU4KKz7gRfBjWfWn3Ai3-nVZoPlHiE4UhIObq4ws5xvawmYaoiOWlCV9-JLYQOE6B4Bk9aa3ZVKTXgIvKn9dqG/s400/path+garden.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><p align="center">Finally, I got a pair of clothesline T-posts! I also got these off of Craig's list. I put up a wanted post offering to take away some old T-posts from anyone who did not want theirs anymore. A guy called up and offered to bring them to us in his truck for $20! We have been using them regularly and have enjoyed the fresh smelling clothes and money/energy savings.</p><p align="center">Hanging on the line in this picture are the other new things in our lives...cloth diapers! I am using cloth for Lillian and am saving money there too!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtw7AthAT0mUxIEi3Nph95WzoRpTAQEWkZPgH-uN7X0LGnO2cfn-nRVTjX-YZug5vDMvd37j5vw3x59PnGpb6r-STqP_dfgffkP8-nY3WH08ZlOR_wEZ_Tvc72Rw2NeVUv1M47Gp7MNyEp/s1600-h/clothesline.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247079672972230866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtw7AthAT0mUxIEi3Nph95WzoRpTAQEWkZPgH-uN7X0LGnO2cfn-nRVTjX-YZug5vDMvd37j5vw3x59PnGpb6r-STqP_dfgffkP8-nY3WH08ZlOR_wEZ_Tvc72Rw2NeVUv1M47Gp7MNyEp/s400/clothesline.JPG" border="0" /></a></p>Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-65375492491986119202008-09-10T12:05:00.005-05:002008-09-10T13:11:04.537-05:00Life Lessons...<p align="left">Number 1:</p><p align="left">I try to sleep in on Saturday mornings (until 8 o'clock) if the kids let me. This Saturday, however, I was woken up by Madeline at 7:15<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ish</span> exclaiming, "MOM! I heard a bang and another bang and there is a firetruck and an ambulance and all the people in the neighborhood are running around in the street!" I immediately jump out of bed and pull aside the drapes to see the scene Madeline had just described to me. I quickly change clothes, slip on some flip flops and tell Madeline to stay in the house while I join the entire neighborhood in the street. What I couldn't see from my window was the reason all the neighborhood was in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">chaos</span>. The house one door over was completely engulfed in flames! I walked over to the neighbors' house who were still in their robes standing on their front porch and asked them what happened. They didn't know anything. They didn't hear anything either until the fireman came knocking on their door telling them to get out of their house just in case they couldn't stop the fire from spreading. I did find out however, that the people were out of town - but their 15 cats were not! Shortly after I spoke to them, I hear "Mommy, it's a fire!" I turned around to see my Aidan wide eyed staring at the fire. I picked him up as he said "Mommy, it's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">alot</span> of water! Mommy it's a firetruck! Mommy, it's a fireman!" in rapid succession. That is a lot of complete sentences for Aidan! Slowly, the rest of my family trickled out Madeline, then Neal, then I went back for Evelyn and Lillian. We could feel the heat from the blaze and soot was coming our way, but we couldn't move. We were captivated by the inferno. The whole neighborhood was. We just stood there helplessly watching the house go up in flames. I talked to the kids about what the firemen were doing. I talked to them about their uniforms and their masks and their oxygen tanks. I wanted them to take note of what they looked like just in case we ever need their help. Once the fire was out, the firemen went through the house ripping apart walls and large pieces of furniture to ensure nothing was left to be rekindled. At one point I saw the top of a grand piano being thrown out of the window. It was sickening. I still don't know what started the fire or what became of the cats. The owners were contacted immediately and have been back along with inspectors and insurance agents. I hope to find out more information soon. We have to be glad that no one was harmed. The kids have had many questions about fire and it has been a good opportunity to talk to them about fire safety. It has also led to thinking about fire escape routes in our house and purchasing a couple of ladders for the kids' rooms and getting a fire box. You never know what could happen.</p><p align="left">Number 2:</p><p align="left">This summer Madeline went to Vacation Bible school. There, she met a sweet girl named Christina. We got to know the rest of Christina's family and have been friends ever since. Her mother's name is Denise, her father is David. This is the second marriage for both of them. Altogether they have 7 children. Their three younger daughters (which are from their current marriage) are the only ones left at home (Christina 7, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Nia</span> 9, Elizabeth 11). This summer we went to their house several times for dinner, we went with them a couple of times to lake <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Arbunkle</span>, we attended their daughters' violin concert and have had many play dates. Denise is another <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">homeschooler</span> and we have been working on doing some school together. They are a wonderful, generous family and we have been blessed so much by them. On Friday morning Denise called me. She informed me that David had died. He had a brain <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">aneurysm</span> rupture and died on the way to the hospital. He was 61 and very healthy. This was completely unexpected. We are still in shock.</p><p align="left">We did our best to explain what happened to Madeline and Evelyn. They had many questions. We attended the wake and the funeral service. There were many tears from my girls. They hurt so much for their friends. We do too. I am glad that we were there for them. Many people came, but very few children. It was good for Christina to have her best friend Madeline there for her. Denise was glad that we brought the kids too. It was good for them to share this experience with their friends. The girls learned a lot through this. They saw a family grieve for the loss of their husband/father. They saw a person they once knew dead and lying in a casket. They saw that casket being put into the ground and covered with dirt. They heard the words of family, friends and priests telling funny stories about David, and assuring us of his salvation and his current state in the presence of God. We will continue to help this family as we can and that too will be a good lesson for our children. We are told by Christ to take care of the widows and orphans. That is what our friends are now. Thankfully, David was quite the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">entrepreneur</span> and they will be able to maintain the status of living that they already have. However, we can help in other ways. I will be schooling Christina for awhile while Denise ties up loose ends at David's company. We will be bringing over meals and helping in taking the girls to their lessons. Finally, we will be a listening ear and a warm embrace when they need us to be.</p><p align="left">Please pray for our friends, the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Personette's</span>, during this time. </p><p align="left"> </p>Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-65678017482555403422008-08-30T10:04:00.002-05:002008-08-30T10:41:53.169-05:00First Week of School!We have completed a successful first week of school around here and although it is sad that our "lazy days of summer" have gone, it feels good to get back into the swing of things.<br /><br />Aidan went to summer school again this year which was every Tuesday and Thursday for two 6 week periods with a two week break in between. He started back on August 20th at a new school this year. Now that he is 6, he has graduated from the Developmental Delay program into a full-time Autism Program. The one at his old school, Roosevelt, was full, so he is going to a school near the University called Monroe. They will be slowly trying to include him into a general ed kindergarten class, so we will see how that goes. Aidan is adjusting well to his new school and teachers. He is going all day this year from 7:50am to 2:40pm. That is very hard for me, especially on the nights that I work because I don't get to see him much on those days. However, we still agree that this is the best thing for him at this time and will see how he does with this new school and program. He no longer gets the one-on-one tutoring with ABA, however he still receives speech therapy and has his own assistant that goes with him to kindergarten.<br /><br />I started school with the "big girls" on August 25th. Madeline is doing 2nd grade and Evelyn is doing PreK. For Madeline, we are doing the following:<br />Spelling - ABeka Spelling and Poetry 2<br />Phonics - The Parents Ordinary Guide to Teaching Reading<br />Grammar - English for the Thoughtful Child<br />Math - ABeka Arithmetic 2 and speed drill/tests Arithmetic 2<br />History - the Story of the World Volume 1<br />Science - Christian Liberty Nature Reader Book 2 (for now)<br />Madeline will be going to "homeschool PE" in 2 weeks. It will be every Monday from 9:45 to 11 for all the 1st and 2nd grade homeschoolers in Norman. Afterward, she will be going to another homeschooling mom's house for poetry and literature class. In October, I will be teaching a Science class on Fridays and another mom will be doing Geography.<br /><br />Evelyn is very enthusiastic about her school this year. I took her to the store to pick out her own school supplies. She picked out a binder that she has filled with notebook paper and has covered in letters and numbers all on her own. I have some workbooks for her to practice writing her alphabet, upper and lowercase, and writing numbers and she is flying through them. This year she is more keen on following the directions and is doing a great job. If she continues at this speed, I may begin her on reading this year.<br /><br />Lillian is content to sit in my lap or rotate from her swing, to her exersaucer, to her quilt on the floor during school. This is helpful and I am cherishing this time while she is not too mobile. It will be a whole new experience in the next couple of months though!<br /><br />Neal started teaching August 26th. He is teaching two courses this semester, Contemporary Philosophy of Religion and Metaphysics. He has quite a following at the University and has several students taking his classes that have had him before and several who were recommended to take him by other students. He always has great reviews from students. We all know that God has blessed him with the gift of teaching and I am so glad he can use this gift for his career.<br /><br />Well, more posts to come...next ones with pictures! Our desktop computer got a terrible virus and is still out of commission, so we have been using the laptop. However, it did not like "talking" to the camera. Neal figured out the glitch and now they are "talking", so I will put up a post soon with all the new things around here! But now, I am off to work.Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-29017570510032111882008-06-23T09:40:00.013-05:002008-06-27T16:24:51.636-05:00Our trip to San Antonio<div style="text-align: center;">Last week we returned home from a great 2 week trip to see family and a few friends in San Antonio.<br />The kids did beautifully in the car. We left at 6:30 in the morning and arrived at the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Judisch</span> household at 2:30 in the afternoon. Lillian only cried for a total of 15 minutes!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Grammie</span> and Grandpa meeting Lillian for the first time<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLZqInAI2jdU8-gEu6ILTxZORrDFhl6FGFhmUmX62T7ieuyEdueh-JmBF9J_NXCSOUotgU-kZ7HfNUInJhJB14nv9Vemh18GUQWz84LEY3izHhDK-ZnMfq_jVwnHKARrN0SpmEsAUytuzH/s1600-h/grmy+and+lil.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLZqInAI2jdU8-gEu6ILTxZORrDFhl6FGFhmUmX62T7ieuyEdueh-JmBF9J_NXCSOUotgU-kZ7HfNUInJhJB14nv9Vemh18GUQWz84LEY3izHhDK-ZnMfq_jVwnHKARrN0SpmEsAUytuzH/s400/grmy+and+lil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216648441830788258" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicXbqW5CojJr8woyxVMPksvlGc36l1hH3VNB1CNtzYKjDINXniF5-qt34q6rFEaiBLycPGmx9ly6KyA6QlGfsn76TvPjLvlxV0MdGol5-yaNhOQVNoe7Z1m4Tb1r33RPQ_jKQB7bhyphenhyphenTxwg/s1600-h/gpa+and+lil.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicXbqW5CojJr8woyxVMPksvlGc36l1hH3VNB1CNtzYKjDINXniF5-qt34q6rFEaiBLycPGmx9ly6KyA6QlGfsn76TvPjLvlxV0MdGol5-yaNhOQVNoe7Z1m4Tb1r33RPQ_jKQB7bhyphenhyphenTxwg/s400/gpa+and+lil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216648451061532450" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This was our first time meeting <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Cambria</span>; who is only 5 days younger than Lillian.<br />They are being called the "twin cousins". (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Cambria</span> is the one on the left with all the hair!)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUBMdLuH_yyJcI-Yx21H5nn1n47IPJqFkOD6Ec_YtL8uWY2tSQSoa0GuVaSBPdtX8zIFa5KIz_2WYYVH7WHYoFK5ZdkBb8Ph88zvIcYViuPG-M84RHyZ7y2XlLM4k3wiYrxdbsECmX1rQd/s1600-h/lil+and+cambria.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUBMdLuH_yyJcI-Yx21H5nn1n47IPJqFkOD6Ec_YtL8uWY2tSQSoa0GuVaSBPdtX8zIFa5KIz_2WYYVH7WHYoFK5ZdkBb8Ph88zvIcYViuPG-M84RHyZ7y2XlLM4k3wiYrxdbsECmX1rQd/s400/lil+and+cambria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216648459897432370" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Checking each other out.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Bw1ANVcHcNyeIymzLYEqt1YrBPoQQWRMR50UNAs4gaFsii_ktLJlVrv9qwqQtCAT15MGNi3822hq6n7tE973mJ_Ft5sELFq6HTew3v11hIUXf6EWYk429emMiz3Sbffq8DognWybvYgm/s1600-h/lil+and+cambria+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Bw1ANVcHcNyeIymzLYEqt1YrBPoQQWRMR50UNAs4gaFsii_ktLJlVrv9qwqQtCAT15MGNi3822hq6n7tE973mJ_Ft5sELFq6HTew3v11hIUXf6EWYk429emMiz3Sbffq8DognWybvYgm/s400/lil+and+cambria+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216648462675670066" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We went to the zoo with Mom and Dad J. and the May family.<br />Big kids on the lions.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfuqkRawM-xnB2RzE9HcJA9bdYbtxsez-uIMd3SJWK3CGxsa_haxAiqwohHshG3XtbPi88EtPxRxtHi-D1MUcKWkpvzfVtPkAM4zutmm12KUjg-a-ivPJ1NWR2pQB9xiSwsblI0jjT0euM/s1600-h/kids+on+lion.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfuqkRawM-xnB2RzE9HcJA9bdYbtxsez-uIMd3SJWK3CGxsa_haxAiqwohHshG3XtbPi88EtPxRxtHi-D1MUcKWkpvzfVtPkAM4zutmm12KUjg-a-ivPJ1NWR2pQB9xiSwsblI0jjT0euM/s400/kids+on+lion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216648473668965826" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Aidan on the big lion.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga4QgYoFUqjS64U91RvFSeEhBamKpkhY-QRkYh-xDsPTJCDyayM3omg8W56j8kALGfXn7BzE1dKDmhE81thWWR4Hhyphenhyphen4JbBfnwZDu56J3QpAILPfNay66xmqw2VkHfD4Mz29skEnkYn1e-Y/s1600-h/aidan+on+lion.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga4QgYoFUqjS64U91RvFSeEhBamKpkhY-QRkYh-xDsPTJCDyayM3omg8W56j8kALGfXn7BzE1dKDmhE81thWWR4Hhyphenhyphen4JbBfnwZDu56J3QpAILPfNay66xmqw2VkHfD4Mz29skEnkYn1e-Y/s400/aidan+on+lion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216647736360904514" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Flamingos.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDSfE5xJHsMWu4-tOwkZveDb88HCqKK5kYywBqFsAD1S3XMZVTOTMgST5omhgHhn-vmo4RDHXCuu7yCy5m8SJ6srvQFKd8fSIeWPwohcXikj0Y8hKt7NRFzXTblDyZenhCh3gIUkzDVNdO/s1600-h/flamingos.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDSfE5xJHsMWu4-tOwkZveDb88HCqKK5kYywBqFsAD1S3XMZVTOTMgST5omhgHhn-vmo4RDHXCuu7yCy5m8SJ6srvQFKd8fSIeWPwohcXikj0Y8hKt7NRFzXTblDyZenhCh3gIUkzDVNdO/s400/flamingos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216647758353565826" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Bears?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGkhkx2xpsNIQt7-Csz2GEraj9wZpDIVcDStsB9CI8Lgth9w80ZvMy8ZMpYp-ralqPNgOxvJ1BXG5iDiJOwRj-qewM4aB8TYVBtLnSAfFP-4U4qizoJeyV5-fQ42CO2S1eB0ngBehGvayd/s1600-h/bears.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGkhkx2xpsNIQt7-Csz2GEraj9wZpDIVcDStsB9CI8Lgth9w80ZvMy8ZMpYp-ralqPNgOxvJ1BXG5iDiJOwRj-qewM4aB8TYVBtLnSAfFP-4U4qizoJeyV5-fQ42CO2S1eB0ngBehGvayd/s400/bears.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216647769634214466" border="0" /></a>It was very hot and we did not get to see many animals. So, we went back to the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Judisch</span> house for dinner and swimming.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Evelyn and her bangs...that she cut herself...AGAIN!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_dKXdzPfKyKKzi-LAA57TYhVygMKI4JD84LNksY05nEW_13Xx5bNHpqjjvTFlmMV3Ke5aaNv9utQYCNA30rNfMOSMtaOwGScOxEWXiITRKg_ff8UYzDzhfQ-mqdRccBIGBdiWupKQCPyx/s1600-h/ev+at+J%27s+pool.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_dKXdzPfKyKKzi-LAA57TYhVygMKI4JD84LNksY05nEW_13Xx5bNHpqjjvTFlmMV3Ke5aaNv9utQYCNA30rNfMOSMtaOwGScOxEWXiITRKg_ff8UYzDzhfQ-mqdRccBIGBdiWupKQCPyx/s400/ev+at+J%27s+pool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216647281977699778" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Madeline jumping in.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDoixLvNxrJEquo2nXo_YxV38vlBr206tFJ3z4nYHyBlRtqXZMM2EjBSgeseH3rsVBw_LkFHx2xP3XN5hJu8u54sNtkvLvA3zuopIMfJbT1K3_Ims6TYaqOQiEscAY8lsUlfoH9Zbat8z4/s1600-h/madeline+at+J%27s+pool.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDoixLvNxrJEquo2nXo_YxV38vlBr206tFJ3z4nYHyBlRtqXZMM2EjBSgeseH3rsVBw_LkFHx2xP3XN5hJu8u54sNtkvLvA3zuopIMfJbT1K3_Ims6TYaqOQiEscAY8lsUlfoH9Zbat8z4/s400/madeline+at+J%27s+pool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216647280700672498" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We had a nice time just hanging out around the house relaxing and enjoying each other's company.<br />Grandpa coloring with the girls.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBfusqth12Wr1F7uUKeDOiPFrAhVokD6HaDQw_cuIskv3gEWK1a4u1kkkH_PiqKVr2CLWKxDgkDARyhqEab51t9C8WTBkWn2A1lU4c22x0wHcS4c80h2MzpiVqk4W2jV5nQKmAw6BXZpLO/s1600-h/coloring+with+gpa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBfusqth12Wr1F7uUKeDOiPFrAhVokD6HaDQw_cuIskv3gEWK1a4u1kkkH_PiqKVr2CLWKxDgkDARyhqEab51t9C8WTBkWn2A1lU4c22x0wHcS4c80h2MzpiVqk4W2jV5nQKmAw6BXZpLO/s400/coloring+with+gpa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216646353240003442" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Grammie</span> pushing Aidan and Evelyn on the swing.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglg8baZiCFCYIcE6HSpDfB40WBpvqGcZBe4mueEfxPhyiMXAOcy8ttKUbBW6mFNGZg_PEK7Q8YxTqPBYQHn8H4eAnDpM_kJ6pKuqwVX_Sq4l59L_s0GASQsZfGy4d_jOPqrmQDed1j7Zcn/s1600-h/swinging+with+gmy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglg8baZiCFCYIcE6HSpDfB40WBpvqGcZBe4mueEfxPhyiMXAOcy8ttKUbBW6mFNGZg_PEK7Q8YxTqPBYQHn8H4eAnDpM_kJ6pKuqwVX_Sq4l59L_s0GASQsZfGy4d_jOPqrmQDed1j7Zcn/s400/swinging+with+gmy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216646360823048114" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">All 10 <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">grankids</span>!<br />Top Left: Grandpa, Carson, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Valie</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Grammie</span><br />Bottom Left: Avery holding <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Cambria</span>, Ian, Aidan, Moira, Evelyn, Madeline holding Lillian.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMQPcBaJ3jxHVOmusArBfz9dNvwv48-IG_wpZ5WJMn91TWXHNh6Z35KbiFRJohpi8WzQxuaELsGkoqYgVjtt7t9qYWZkrzbkn9IpOdvwamze_Cbsuk4P-EEh122-BimigyILTER0okPAN0/s1600-h/grammie+and+g-pa+with+10+kids.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMQPcBaJ3jxHVOmusArBfz9dNvwv48-IG_wpZ5WJMn91TWXHNh6Z35KbiFRJohpi8WzQxuaELsGkoqYgVjtt7t9qYWZkrzbkn9IpOdvwamze_Cbsuk4P-EEh122-BimigyILTER0okPAN0/s400/grammie+and+g-pa+with+10+kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216646368059375554" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We also had the opportunity to go out to the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Macaroni</span> Grill with just the adults and the two babies. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Grammie</span> and Grandpa holding their two new <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">grand babies</span> at the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">resturant</span>.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmdzJ_n4WSP498RxFYk_BaOxOgVM_M6YcPESSiwKqSywgGZnKkGh4ZeROqkOy0FAdxuQTNcNjAl_cFadlYB6_o4dQ-s3TYmqBso_8qBU9PzPLERA-XBm_m_V6TV8JGdzomemLykJawS1IK/s1600-h/twin+cousins.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmdzJ_n4WSP498RxFYk_BaOxOgVM_M6YcPESSiwKqSywgGZnKkGh4ZeROqkOy0FAdxuQTNcNjAl_cFadlYB6_o4dQ-s3TYmqBso_8qBU9PzPLERA-XBm_m_V6TV8JGdzomemLykJawS1IK/s400/twin+cousins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216646369949490898" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">While we were there, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Valie</span> turned 3!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1YPCGqJONENtwREStI6gqlSGaz851lt3JgpV6GvEvB0tzsbJ65_D81551h-yr4wGOTodQV-xV9xzueSBEiiF8JqL9TYak3BAUdNL62V9TSKjKHe0tKRlCS0ZDeZRni31c1rYf2wGL5she/s1600-h/valie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1YPCGqJONENtwREStI6gqlSGaz851lt3JgpV6GvEvB0tzsbJ65_D81551h-yr4wGOTodQV-xV9xzueSBEiiF8JqL9TYak3BAUdNL62V9TSKjKHe0tKRlCS0ZDeZRni31c1rYf2wGL5she/s400/valie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216645766957789314" border="0" /></a><br />We got to go to her party at <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Inflatable</span> World where the kids had a blast bouncing...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_vM0n7ZYED4FK157c4aNQ_IU3eivmINe5_inPt5hQ1ztuN26QbiNZqJQTNLMkmejZ5BfPCynf4RP63Js25ZcUTAeEYBQhehzfC6tx7Q6gcq2DmxX79N0XKzaXty6udVXSkZ9D1qexP1jZ/s1600-h/bouncing.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_vM0n7ZYED4FK157c4aNQ_IU3eivmINe5_inPt5hQ1ztuN26QbiNZqJQTNLMkmejZ5BfPCynf4RP63Js25ZcUTAeEYBQhehzfC6tx7Q6gcq2DmxX79N0XKzaXty6udVXSkZ9D1qexP1jZ/s400/bouncing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216645769541978370" border="0" /></a><br />and sliding, for hours!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf0D0o4zSD2Q_HGtRrEShJhJblV-1N1-BG_LdVgiHgD9dCfOf5ZrrLAG27a09HCobdhyBgKa5fG3SIo1N18Q2DyTU825xfOyUGrq5OpV49l7emzyTzf29vJuEYymYt8kvJvu1aSlXHT0cy/s1600-h/slide.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf0D0o4zSD2Q_HGtRrEShJhJblV-1N1-BG_LdVgiHgD9dCfOf5ZrrLAG27a09HCobdhyBgKa5fG3SIo1N18Q2DyTU825xfOyUGrq5OpV49l7emzyTzf29vJuEYymYt8kvJvu1aSlXHT0cy/s400/slide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216645779720982594" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The second week there we moved over to the Hawthorn house. We started off that week by throwing my mom a surprise retirement party at Mamma's Cafe.<br />Some of her friends throughout her years of teaching came.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi67AK2tiB6tFRdPW95ey4QYxEiWwrDlmBX07g8iNAF6O-jjVLJtObDFECIF_sRjszN4vz4mjOFslksInQsbYzi1OoukuworC3dk4GwmXjfPWTQbsaH3cMjiVCdfPHpqOFalEP1CXJ5Kr8x/s1600-h/ret+party+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi67AK2tiB6tFRdPW95ey4QYxEiWwrDlmBX07g8iNAF6O-jjVLJtObDFECIF_sRjszN4vz4mjOFslksInQsbYzi1OoukuworC3dk4GwmXjfPWTQbsaH3cMjiVCdfPHpqOFalEP1CXJ5Kr8x/s400/ret+party+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216645781733955010" border="0" /></a><br />Of course, family was there too!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIjdvp3LcRMXacDM0lg9c2Lu-Yp25jZM1xwTzEgsDVxzlnlqnIxIJsCchvc8NEKYhmptsrzaOLo_GrOpfHiZ_9thqB285d7Sym_3P_VcnwOmVeVsBIqhJ8RsXME_hFiFHvitUmjSClMmbm/s1600-h/ret+party+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIjdvp3LcRMXacDM0lg9c2Lu-Yp25jZM1xwTzEgsDVxzlnlqnIxIJsCchvc8NEKYhmptsrzaOLo_GrOpfHiZ_9thqB285d7Sym_3P_VcnwOmVeVsBIqhJ8RsXME_hFiFHvitUmjSClMmbm/s400/ret+party+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216645789381910882" border="0" /></a>My mom has had an amazing career as a special education teacher for 31 years. We were thrilled to honor her with this party.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Over with the Hawthorn clan, we had the joy of meeting another cousin for the first time.<br />This is Melissa and Jonathan's baby Avery (yes another Avery!) with Lillian. She is 3 months older than Lillian.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXoj2vUybNknLpBJnyGwUzHAbB4hJjFbzGFhplpkCtkr_RsiKsmn6mc2L6IDsD__g7FO8ESr_rDMVg0ILHvdow1JiLomIxWnKcnMOsbt8Zm-WHQIGc-pokwYEVjhQFkTkBeLpjjl_PKcx4/s1600-h/lil+and+av.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXoj2vUybNknLpBJnyGwUzHAbB4hJjFbzGFhplpkCtkr_RsiKsmn6mc2L6IDsD__g7FO8ESr_rDMVg0ILHvdow1JiLomIxWnKcnMOsbt8Zm-WHQIGc-pokwYEVjhQFkTkBeLpjjl_PKcx4/s400/lil+and+av.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216645213064651778" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Head to head.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJYLjQ16RI_Lc5TTRLxnSQU9qog4WSq-rmm6A3dP0y0euUVAuaWDA4d3DId2D0ts1dlZMqbA8MG1Tq8dt6H5z7RrJ28B5xzbeZ6qtNdzDErq22j1G9FcLMyXUt4nrRJo9eGK17Z9ZQGEWB/s1600-h/lil+and+av+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJYLjQ16RI_Lc5TTRLxnSQU9qog4WSq-rmm6A3dP0y0euUVAuaWDA4d3DId2D0ts1dlZMqbA8MG1Tq8dt6H5z7RrJ28B5xzbeZ6qtNdzDErq22j1G9FcLMyXUt4nrRJo9eGK17Z9ZQGEWB/s400/lil+and+av+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216645214894920082" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">It was fun to catch up with everyone.<br />Gran with the girls.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha3VxRS1ArWi97G6TrEQu3fFA3VAUA32sTpOszwdDnVWtmYopewleqYyElgGoo8NL15N2VOdaa0cS4W2ClNjPrLwb7q3lJGl2_xCD2y7-skCtlt6aHlTPrVWhCwSQJ2FZMKn21y1lWLlH3/s1600-h/gran+and+girls.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha3VxRS1ArWi97G6TrEQu3fFA3VAUA32sTpOszwdDnVWtmYopewleqYyElgGoo8NL15N2VOdaa0cS4W2ClNjPrLwb7q3lJGl2_xCD2y7-skCtlt6aHlTPrVWhCwSQJ2FZMKn21y1lWLlH3/s400/gran+and+girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216645225335255938" border="0" /></a><br />Grandaddy with Lillian and the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">play gym</span> that every Hawthorn grandchild has played with.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdlhZt4Awe3CJQzj6K40FxBDGDOUXgK_QWXHwtaUL2_mz6aV74tz0OjT6TIXUw8IiKEC-cvaherqbueAZ0f9KOR8cI0ZStEbqe7BbRnAasT6LsamUU6bKprP6-DSHKAVamnHVoAXGah6XH/s1600-h/grandad+and+lil.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdlhZt4Awe3CJQzj6K40FxBDGDOUXgK_QWXHwtaUL2_mz6aV74tz0OjT6TIXUw8IiKEC-cvaherqbueAZ0f9KOR8cI0ZStEbqe7BbRnAasT6LsamUU6bKprP6-DSHKAVamnHVoAXGah6XH/s400/grandad+and+lil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216645224963220146" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">One night Elizabeth and Jonathan stayed over for a slumber party.<br />Here are the kids watching "Enchanted".<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEMxHCcOxHgBCWr_CpA_IUNdAMPYXlzsgSBkXZxQH0gg1Q4ZlaqUcuAc4sXVe9wSFDFqrtOuXQhhNwEQNf11roRrV2zE5nVE9I4DgwBxtqh6jF-ZSvbvOr4ij2R1evt-TWI6yCAV4qXfNK/s1600-h/hawthorn+grandkids.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEMxHCcOxHgBCWr_CpA_IUNdAMPYXlzsgSBkXZxQH0gg1Q4ZlaqUcuAc4sXVe9wSFDFqrtOuXQhhNwEQNf11roRrV2zE5nVE9I4DgwBxtqh6jF-ZSvbvOr4ij2R1evt-TWI6yCAV4qXfNK/s400/hawthorn+grandkids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216644507021922162" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">They became inspired by the movie and danced along.<br />Madeline and Jonathan.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGrWBbcZ3iFuSdrCPq3faJli2AW51s3LE9BYkltslG0Hl0SYmb3x3AXKt_RmUK5AtUuf7x3yOiAh19LRJmk7OQhskSDIrA4qUA2HQWlobMTbuAmgz9a2YOqjlDM_XUFYMEOc4yze8WWqgU/s1600-h/dancing+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGrWBbcZ3iFuSdrCPq3faJli2AW51s3LE9BYkltslG0Hl0SYmb3x3AXKt_RmUK5AtUuf7x3yOiAh19LRJmk7OQhskSDIrA4qUA2HQWlobMTbuAmgz9a2YOqjlDM_XUFYMEOc4yze8WWqgU/s400/dancing+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216644511819519586" border="0" /></a><br />Elizabeth and Evelyn.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu6kuLcjX6hRPNsaokkvercrcZq1S7pghGIr5Gwc8Qjaj2cTVAHep2QogApUSdowD8bCFTRJFXyjJCSdYdIfRHNSlHt12L1dDmOciUgIgaTT9V2MPMwpklyyEY4MYf0AGXqAwed_4X7rHb/s1600-h/dancing+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu6kuLcjX6hRPNsaokkvercrcZq1S7pghGIr5Gwc8Qjaj2cTVAHep2QogApUSdowD8bCFTRJFXyjJCSdYdIfRHNSlHt12L1dDmOciUgIgaTT9V2MPMwpklyyEY4MYf0AGXqAwed_4X7rHb/s400/dancing+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216644516836142514" border="0" /></a><br />Bedtime.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuh2-a4jRvtzpFwCtL_EIu80hOPkkvOcbnjFUGT_2PNbAeXgPFNCFZkBALjUiXxlq1bogWk7CRVgLGly_FkgRCFbiX2fkv5dIS78JcSwWWJz-w2SpC2EI08v4Q_QdjqtrpmsKTQsr5IiZ8/s1600-h/slumber+party.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuh2-a4jRvtzpFwCtL_EIu80hOPkkvOcbnjFUGT_2PNbAeXgPFNCFZkBALjUiXxlq1bogWk7CRVgLGly_FkgRCFbiX2fkv5dIS78JcSwWWJz-w2SpC2EI08v4Q_QdjqtrpmsKTQsr5IiZ8/s400/slumber+party.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216644520881686018" border="0" /></a><br />We got to go to Lucia's first birthday party while we were there too!<br />I think we had more fun than she did...it was a bit much for her...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqAM8zwm-YIOqNwKUFLofhtnpa9Jhbg7kdJaZ2RC0iDDk-_TT5_TNrHIElQ4DcqZzZbHn4TDh9y0CnCcoUpqoxHCqljyEyn1xs_79WWA1Xr3ndBdfCOus5B21FgiHEWUtsIA4ZLql5Rx96/s1600-h/Lucia+1st+Bday.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqAM8zwm-YIOqNwKUFLofhtnpa9Jhbg7kdJaZ2RC0iDDk-_TT5_TNrHIElQ4DcqZzZbHn4TDh9y0CnCcoUpqoxHCqljyEyn1xs_79WWA1Xr3ndBdfCOus5B21FgiHEWUtsIA4ZLql5Rx96/s400/Lucia+1st+Bday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216666855096275298" border="0" /></a><br />but Julie did an awesome job on the cake!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0nsv3UMKuDrmreMltho7ZXKAtYgmZjxzpWsRmvR6vNWyYhyRbor1gAdOVW5xG8NDQoNlqN0pn3InsUCrNIA5ylIZmy6wQGVORVC_UBvISw3JkadesxzieaPxquKAN8h7tBPt3aVMGIGHx/s1600-h/Lucia+1st+Bday+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0nsv3UMKuDrmreMltho7ZXKAtYgmZjxzpWsRmvR6vNWyYhyRbor1gAdOVW5xG8NDQoNlqN0pn3InsUCrNIA5ylIZmy6wQGVORVC_UBvISw3JkadesxzieaPxquKAN8h7tBPt3aVMGIGHx/s400/Lucia+1st+Bday+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216666859163165394" border="0" /></a><br />We were also able to meet up with our friends the Greens!<br />We went to their house for a delicious dinner and the next day, Stephanie brought the kids over to swim.<br />Evelyn, Madeline, and Emma.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeua3Ib8zwsxbrT1J7m2znvHuxMkkZfDK3czn8b19Kj9r3pVwbQWEaGUfqosUElo7afYdgb-XhU8jNT9vEOQPJbTvYnXMP3uMNShHK4y6BMlhcS90PZheyh4mV2t83miZGhysbYJ3B_d-D/s1600-h/girls+and+emma.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeua3Ib8zwsxbrT1J7m2znvHuxMkkZfDK3czn8b19Kj9r3pVwbQWEaGUfqosUElo7afYdgb-XhU8jNT9vEOQPJbTvYnXMP3uMNShHK4y6BMlhcS90PZheyh4mV2t83miZGhysbYJ3B_d-D/s400/girls+and+emma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216644180759328450" border="0" /></a><br />Garfield, Stephanie, and Elizabeth.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn10DwBIi5j2AE_Rbfo83gxwkjgfkjvFlZj8RNP3Zaejgf8VE5OzebFQ347V9msVerALNNHs9wc_qKnC8QnHIguaIuwVXmAETHVRvljsxXGPp88zIbwgAZTST8I2aTQwcloDJpbSTKV6_F/s1600-h/other+greens.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn10DwBIi5j2AE_Rbfo83gxwkjgfkjvFlZj8RNP3Zaejgf8VE5OzebFQ347V9msVerALNNHs9wc_qKnC8QnHIguaIuwVXmAETHVRvljsxXGPp88zIbwgAZTST8I2aTQwcloDJpbSTKV6_F/s400/other+greens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216644196808723858" border="0" /></a><br />We did a lot of swimming at the Hawthorn's.<br />Elizabeth and Madeline.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOAtWrahjI16UeWTeJ573c2Nx27g0XaaLNgsWaoHioen7kAITTrU-mVQg87sqlGkRJjuiLqhDO1tUSSx4WDLcvQURMxJ5mH4oUcXer3zlVtI82gbhltWXlPeWqLiPTMUUE7Hojypw3MJx_/s1600-h/swimming+at+H%27s+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOAtWrahjI16UeWTeJ573c2Nx27g0XaaLNgsWaoHioen7kAITTrU-mVQg87sqlGkRJjuiLqhDO1tUSSx4WDLcvQURMxJ5mH4oUcXer3zlVtI82gbhltWXlPeWqLiPTMUUE7Hojypw3MJx_/s400/swimming+at+H%27s+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216644198523089986" border="0" /></a><br />The group...Lillian did not like the water...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZhAVGhoyT8w4xxbyf83ts2Xmpf13gnxEY0hfoW-rw0qHmgoHkVLHdNq9zXadzh8T4rd6jwL1r5kZihTjBUYuGURp49Ow_PtK7Qew8K_0SA_TFmjZTO3xkA8-6IvK5L14VoNUTV3hPSbaK/s1600-h/swimming+at+H%27s+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZhAVGhoyT8w4xxbyf83ts2Xmpf13gnxEY0hfoW-rw0qHmgoHkVLHdNq9zXadzh8T4rd6jwL1r5kZihTjBUYuGURp49Ow_PtK7Qew8K_0SA_TFmjZTO3xkA8-6IvK5L14VoNUTV3hPSbaK/s400/swimming+at+H%27s+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216644204645594434" border="0" /></a><br />Aidan and Neal.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiisog8XvGGnVptNby7vQRt0YIeubIe__6lGtZPY3FwfZ95kOeNd9zfIsC5defvwlwLpELnPHFdnOLahaEiFQT3QB7vkB2UVon6X2kxYoNeSkT1KsCiX80qfKIlozVNh7CGa1l-raVTZxm4/s1600-h/swimming+at+H%27s+3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiisog8XvGGnVptNby7vQRt0YIeubIe__6lGtZPY3FwfZ95kOeNd9zfIsC5defvwlwLpELnPHFdnOLahaEiFQT3QB7vkB2UVon6X2kxYoNeSkT1KsCiX80qfKIlozVNh7CGa1l-raVTZxm4/s400/swimming+at+H%27s+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216644202456496274" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Lillian decided it was time to impress everyone with her great skills and started supporting her head up very, very well for a 6 week old baby.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDgwrIIidNaeCMB23EOCbJHl4SQsF3PN6YQ-kppyQb1Nj6iMdG6epskiEMeq_fg_TeocnAz52aLuRAwomIYFNge47dE43U8WhLZvVm3pZv22IpuSz3I1aWOGO1lwH8moRZYd31xaRLcEEY/s1600-h/lil+head+up.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDgwrIIidNaeCMB23EOCbJHl4SQsF3PN6YQ-kppyQb1Nj6iMdG6epskiEMeq_fg_TeocnAz52aLuRAwomIYFNge47dE43U8WhLZvVm3pZv22IpuSz3I1aWOGO1lwH8moRZYd31xaRLcEEY/s400/lil+head+up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216643369577960226" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim-OlfeBLMZTViKZ_zbVvfsoAjLZHjQAC6wzRyyAk38oAlDa55483Wys4ZLYtpScleKuBAJB8iqbhvpb5ClnTVTYjJItF7Lm-2rgtasQKhxRTDc3fJdQcfBELWCdUrgOe0-T2a3qQag7jP/s1600-h/lil+head+up+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim-OlfeBLMZTViKZ_zbVvfsoAjLZHjQAC6wzRyyAk38oAlDa55483Wys4ZLYtpScleKuBAJB8iqbhvpb5ClnTVTYjJItF7Lm-2rgtasQKhxRTDc3fJdQcfBELWCdUrgOe0-T2a3qQag7jP/s400/lil+head+up+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216643372624802418" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">She continued to amaze up by rolling over from her tummy to her back...again, at 6 weeks old!<br />In addition, she won everybody's hearts with her winning, dimply smile.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsJePPcu2NrobaAyql_jHTrB7dz2ZvS43bkMFEcTXGglMVS3PDCjQDHPii7f34PhyphenhyphenlBeAn62pDqp1C9tzUj8sOrQN47id5U5zV3fkDTgn4U65TLB75ZLz1060Gt3VdHiLJqWSEK87ig_ap/s1600-h/smile+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsJePPcu2NrobaAyql_jHTrB7dz2ZvS43bkMFEcTXGglMVS3PDCjQDHPii7f34PhyphenhyphenlBeAn62pDqp1C9tzUj8sOrQN47id5U5zV3fkDTgn4U65TLB75ZLz1060Gt3VdHiLJqWSEK87ig_ap/s400/smile+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216643170059606882" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlCNqfAjYq0V9WVJxH6zQ103Jf_JwnSjB_gkWZgtb8L5JD42nLgO3YZBsgcjhoiAyYeQKK6wspQR4PE-Ra-_h7l9cKWzrqd63y7M_Lsh5xS1Fjqmvu78itmumEyVMGI4NEmBJtC4uCYR7d/s1600-h/smile+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlCNqfAjYq0V9WVJxH6zQ103Jf_JwnSjB_gkWZgtb8L5JD42nLgO3YZBsgcjhoiAyYeQKK6wspQR4PE-Ra-_h7l9cKWzrqd63y7M_Lsh5xS1Fjqmvu78itmumEyVMGI4NEmBJtC4uCYR7d/s400/smile+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216643171955486274" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The trip back home also went very well. We again left at 6:30 in the morning and arrived in Norman at 2:30 in the afternoon. Lillian did not cry once! It was hard to leave our friends and family in San Antonio...in fact we extended our stay an extra day, and would've stayed longer if we could! However, we are thankful for our parents' graciousness in opening up their homes and feeding 6 more people.<br />We had a blast!<br /></div>Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-80109289273249090072008-06-21T17:04:00.003-05:002008-06-21T17:18:53.781-05:0010 Years!Yesterday, Neal and I celebrated our 10 year anniversary! I can't believe it has been so long. We were reminiscing over our marriage last night, the good, the bad, and the ugly times. Through it all, God has preserved us and blessed us more than we ever imagined He would. Most of all, I have been blessed with a man who fears God and who loves me unconditionally.<br /><br />To celebrate we went to an art exhibit opening, "Tradition in Transition, Russian Icons in the age of the Romanovs" located at the University art museum. It was very interesting and quite fancy with wine and cheese offered in the gallery before entering. Afterwards, we went out for dinner. We had a wonderful time together. For pictures go to <a href="http://nealjudisch.blogspot.com">Neal's blog</a>.Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-76915655334921754802008-05-26T15:33:00.010-05:002008-06-23T09:39:46.709-05:00We had a WONDERFUL weekend!School was over for Aidan on Friday, so our summer is beginning!<br /><br />The Rey family came for a visit Friday evening and left Monday morning. We were thrilled to show off our new little addition, and we had a fun and eventful visit with our family.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Meeting Lillian<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPp7NTI5-VqDi87zm9RRVDcXu6d59l4tufygXcOMmoGCWIo1VcUzByZf-y810gJZtxIL0rP_LZll2yLvCXehf7Gk2r-m17zIWmtsNojKXUYoX0kcAWt6Z3luexOmraiYnU2zG73MiMLV9M/s1600-h/PICT1069.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPp7NTI5-VqDi87zm9RRVDcXu6d59l4tufygXcOMmoGCWIo1VcUzByZf-y810gJZtxIL0rP_LZll2yLvCXehf7Gk2r-m17zIWmtsNojKXUYoX0kcAWt6Z3luexOmraiYnU2zG73MiMLV9M/s400/PICT1069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204879494010957810" border="0" /></a><br />On Saturday, we all went to the Natural History Museum here in town. It is really quite fascinating and one of our favorite places to go.<br /><br />They have a very large prehistoric exhibit with dinosaur skeletons of all eras and sizes.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Here is Aidan being squished by a Mammoth foot...he came up with this pose all on his own!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-M6cn21r-znCvjT5L2YGgvuMrOAp14WMmfY4OJpDh1iT0EIOi6atsMVLh7029GVLubqailk-gG2piY1-XeA_eZI8pY2vt9G3PYC_ZasAiE3qINKUl3uiC9eAGuwEXjXrnMUvi8Dx_k2rI/s1600-h/SquishedAidan.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-M6cn21r-znCvjT5L2YGgvuMrOAp14WMmfY4OJpDh1iT0EIOi6atsMVLh7029GVLubqailk-gG2piY1-XeA_eZI8pY2vt9G3PYC_ZasAiE3qINKUl3uiC9eAGuwEXjXrnMUvi8Dx_k2rI/s400/SquishedAidan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204789106424213410" border="0" /></a><br />After wandering around the museum for a couple of hours, we took a picnic lunch to OU, let the kids run around on the lawns, and showed Michael and Julie where Neal works.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Picnicking kids<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMVulZZfvwlxrzCTA7cGZeF2m4zFAnfBpjLpLR5x3oPXEWi5Fr98oMekQmV_vl9TjUHbN3qfo7RBJDw4Me0YqgXTucvTV-QDVJG0IbmczYWjKB-2UNouvDlksakrZgWQ4qnbF2OLshI4JV/s1600-h/picnic.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMVulZZfvwlxrzCTA7cGZeF2m4zFAnfBpjLpLR5x3oPXEWi5Fr98oMekQmV_vl9TjUHbN3qfo7RBJDw4Me0YqgXTucvTV-QDVJG0IbmczYWjKB-2UNouvDlksakrZgWQ4qnbF2OLshI4JV/s400/picnic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205164941832417282" border="0" /></a><br /></div>On Sunday morning, we all headed off to church to celebrate Lillian's baptism!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Isn't she beautiful...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbr3mFvvEzbvh_yaOonLqUQ0XYuI_Jzn85uTHPs2TarmorCbbkY8ok_P2DWlWgdQDQOk_RgRKmaUAFPTRS5RyZZq7g1xuE-EcOUaL7dxw9tNT7JDqyeTIFbCwCLDzI55wsr7CgSIyea-Jy/s1600-h/SleepingBeauty.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbr3mFvvEzbvh_yaOonLqUQ0XYuI_Jzn85uTHPs2TarmorCbbkY8ok_P2DWlWgdQDQOk_RgRKmaUAFPTRS5RyZZq7g1xuE-EcOUaL7dxw9tNT7JDqyeTIFbCwCLDzI55wsr7CgSIyea-Jy/s400/SleepingBeauty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204789115014148018" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">And now it is time for an announcement...for those of you who may not know yet, we have found a church home! We are very excited and thrilled that God has brought us to this church. Two Saturdays ago, at the Vigil of Pentecost, we joined the congregation of St. Thomas More Catholic Church...yes, I wrote CATHOLIC! For a couple of years, Neal has been struggling with some theological issues. After much, much prayer and study, he has found the answers in the Catholic Church. He broached the subject with me about 6 months ago and although I was COMPLETELY shocked, I heard him out, listened to his arguments and did a lot of study on my own. ( I trust my husband as the head of our home in EVERY WAY and I know that he would not lead us into apostasy.) Together we have gone through a transformation that can only come from God. We have learned a lot about the Catholic Church and have learned that we had many misconceptions concerning it. Neal has set up a blog to explain our journey. In his words, "for those who'd like to know why, [his] blog is dedicated to explaining, bit by bit, how a couple of card-carrying Calvinists who at least looked as though they had their wits more or less about them managed to migrate their way across the long and arduous path from Geneva to Rome." I have added the link to the blog role on this site. I am going to keep this blog as an update on our family doings, so if anyone wants to discuss our conversion then please, call, e-mail, or comment on Neal's blog. We will be more than happy to talk to everyone about this change in our lives!<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">So, to continue on with our weekend...Lillian was baptized by our priest Father Ray...<br /></div></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHwfxPCWGabUZILB4F_qHb1xc0AzKVZ67IcUlGxmXcBS979Je6G715RzmpekgKoU1-QMhzHCya3AV7mbbU3x29ZqPF3njXP9oYs-oMUV4Bc8km-pRpu7oRNyuWtpS3MR-C0cQuctXw9Q6-/s1600-h/Baptism.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHwfxPCWGabUZILB4F_qHb1xc0AzKVZ67IcUlGxmXcBS979Je6G715RzmpekgKoU1-QMhzHCya3AV7mbbU3x29ZqPF3njXP9oYs-oMUV4Bc8km-pRpu7oRNyuWtpS3MR-C0cQuctXw9Q6-/s400/Baptism.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204789119309115330" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhENBCxWYYJbiyO9VQ5KLwTnll2YdHnVlPDE0C7lgErU-ww74F7NovPkR4A2ok6Q2glbXxuHlZzbeIWpJwKsSS8hBIr-XNrIYKKAUEJB2nzvNDwtzOPt0qi-8HgD_3iMofJ5jiitKqaxGJ3/s1600-h/TheWholeLot.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhENBCxWYYJbiyO9VQ5KLwTnll2YdHnVlPDE0C7lgErU-ww74F7NovPkR4A2ok6Q2glbXxuHlZzbeIWpJwKsSS8hBIr-XNrIYKKAUEJB2nzvNDwtzOPt0qi-8HgD_3iMofJ5jiitKqaxGJ3/s400/TheWholeLot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204789123604082642" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">...and Julie and Michael are her proud Godparents!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-3cYfoGwD2U8zPDLeSB9v-CkYpYYhah-Tgw-SjVL5FZa88QDFMR0TDK5XuLKZJiQDO110VQfsQ8i-fCGxnSUlkTOp85PL1HZjK3ponJEyg-aSVncxDmkLGo3N8xHENsg0h5H_opaMUXPR/s1600-h/Godparents.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-3cYfoGwD2U8zPDLeSB9v-CkYpYYhah-Tgw-SjVL5FZa88QDFMR0TDK5XuLKZJiQDO110VQfsQ8i-fCGxnSUlkTOp85PL1HZjK3ponJEyg-aSVncxDmkLGo3N8xHENsg0h5H_opaMUXPR/s400/Godparents.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204789123604082658" border="0" /></a><br />After the baptism, we went out to lunch at BJ's, a nice pizza joint, then back to our house to relax. We all had a wonderful time catching up and the kids had a blast playing with their cousins Turner and Lucia.<br /><br />After they left Monday morning, we had a family day together relaxing and grilling burgers.<br /><br />Hope you all had a great long weekend too!Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-46216144947516935832008-05-22T09:10:00.002-05:002008-05-22T09:21:15.529-05:00Aren't Babies Wonderful?This morning while folding laundry, Lillian was happy in her cradle. She started fussing, so I looked over to see mustard-poop oozing out of her gown. I take her to her changing station and begin the tedious process of removing the gown without getting any more poop smeared on the baby. (I have found that rolling the garment to trap in the poop works best.) Once the garment is off, I begin wiping her down and she decides it is a good time to spit-up the rest of what was left in her tummy. I take a break from wiping down one end to wipe down the other - so she doesn't get puke in her nose. Once that is cleaned up, I finish wiping up the yellow stuff. As I am reaching for a new diaper, a large grin appears on her face as she pees all over her legs and changing pad. Needless to say, the laundry is in the machine now and the baby has had a nice morning bath...Good times!Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-89057536755536114212008-05-13T08:47:00.003-05:002008-05-13T09:01:17.078-05:00Happy Birthday Neal!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjudrjh6PBWp4L5fmASbAdygFcAuwtDMa9bU_3zkVO2QyL84iP86ltYedRC6wOsE0csAGyiXbnIuz2d88IHsO6f3lDw1mlr9O3ga-gWCC-zzsrBnzNIX44Mav1uKAVxNk4FvTwcw6-fjXmF/s1600-h/658722-R1-016-6A.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199859374367989282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjudrjh6PBWp4L5fmASbAdygFcAuwtDMa9bU_3zkVO2QyL84iP86ltYedRC6wOsE0csAGyiXbnIuz2d88IHsO6f3lDw1mlr9O3ga-gWCC-zzsrBnzNIX44Mav1uKAVxNk4FvTwcw6-fjXmF/s400/658722-R1-016-6A.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Eleven years ago today, Neal asked me to marry him. I had planned a fun birthday date for him and he ruined it all by proposing to me! How could I top that!? I guess my saying "yes" was a good enough present...</div><div align="center">Neal is an amazing husband. He has loved me through all things, at my worst and at my best - which still isn't all that great. He is also a wonderful daddy. His kids adore him! </div><div align="center">We are so blessed by this man! </div><div align="center">Happy Birthday my love!</div>Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-91495576213231458552008-05-03T20:19:00.006-05:002008-05-04T20:05:04.565-05:00At Home with LillianOur first 2 weeks with Lillian have been great. The kids just adore her and the only arguments around here have been "who gets to hold her next". Lillian continues to be a sweet baby - she is content most of the time, nursing has been going very well, her sleep pattern has been quite newborn-ish, some nights have been great, some not so great, but that is OK.<br /><br />Last week I started back on my daily routines, trying to get things back to normal around here and fitting Lillian into our daily lives. I also started school with Madeline again and we are wrapping up the school year.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Here are some more pictures of Lillian and her adoring fans.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">All four kids<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic2mOqLv8UKAJQTURRG1Ir6iKupni7rsEXui_rYKgxqtKtpNHdcTpLi6Mwi2JDCWXgtL7eUChEjHrJZxHY3-vNHjaiRyJjm9XPX26TvCMeuWoIuiCrwhbieNvl1NdV5u2ZGOtNQ0YkOWyJ/s1600-h/4+kids.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic2mOqLv8UKAJQTURRG1Ir6iKupni7rsEXui_rYKgxqtKtpNHdcTpLi6Mwi2JDCWXgtL7eUChEjHrJZxHY3-vNHjaiRyJjm9XPX26TvCMeuWoIuiCrwhbieNvl1NdV5u2ZGOtNQ0YkOWyJ/s400/4+kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196683674345886546" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRU2WRXkcZ0HpX_SILJF8o_Ul99jfCdVllJOJn8IoaH1Hu1X-W5KRWUBDecHM2PdDM6_nRyrqLXiHmNOAoWyIYeW-m0QfpWGXQNNUAna3lfTAQGy0qF3blzlIJlZtH0zvLCoMV0zr5s2Ad/s1600-h/close+up.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRU2WRXkcZ0HpX_SILJF8o_Ul99jfCdVllJOJn8IoaH1Hu1X-W5KRWUBDecHM2PdDM6_nRyrqLXiHmNOAoWyIYeW-m0QfpWGXQNNUAna3lfTAQGy0qF3blzlIJlZtH0zvLCoMV0zr5s2Ad/s400/close+up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196682720863146786" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJy6sxRpc3Fz5aswzHXkRsVgjuwWvwCQSvAdw-wwarxMNKVwwbdd8Cy4cbk3E80bKOjUYOtdObsAVprhQmBSv_DEy_6JMmnLhOnmRZnsABQqp6qLxjRKP9Z2AZRxdS7Xd0Vq_Y-BQiSiw8/s1600-h/with+Madeline+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJy6sxRpc3Fz5aswzHXkRsVgjuwWvwCQSvAdw-wwarxMNKVwwbdd8Cy4cbk3E80bKOjUYOtdObsAVprhQmBSv_DEy_6JMmnLhOnmRZnsABQqp6qLxjRKP9Z2AZRxdS7Xd0Vq_Y-BQiSiw8/s400/with+Madeline+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196682729453081394" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRgCR-bE6R0c-a-gaiqOq01s8TanxEYjVxIsZR8KnpyoPMyPBuVkngnwTZzhsdQThaAXz-ty10lMlc8WlOuhrD4Nq-Gm51pSVnGOhl7nAn-VgOU9XTjQSBW0qY-KWV3Qdqry2PG1zxFdxW/s1600-h/with+Aidan.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRgCR-bE6R0c-a-gaiqOq01s8TanxEYjVxIsZR8KnpyoPMyPBuVkngnwTZzhsdQThaAXz-ty10lMlc8WlOuhrD4Nq-Gm51pSVnGOhl7nAn-VgOU9XTjQSBW0qY-KWV3Qdqry2PG1zxFdxW/s400/with+Aidan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196682733748048706" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWzM0QNpV8N1KVM1gO_urDXTUZITE9C2gTyeMycaaKfOyVed6PQlf67tYPkk4peIIpDLx3TpXAFM5z4dPlDQXeUbft3_cEnT0CADckrXczisgSSo3kr_8U_mRMUPr-_OIVUiLFWQBlFRpK/s1600-h/with+ev+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWzM0QNpV8N1KVM1gO_urDXTUZITE9C2gTyeMycaaKfOyVed6PQlf67tYPkk4peIIpDLx3TpXAFM5z4dPlDQXeUbft3_cEnT0CADckrXczisgSSo3kr_8U_mRMUPr-_OIVUiLFWQBlFRpK/s400/with+ev+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196326728203850482" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Bath time pictures...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs6dBO4lz0NgbmiyC9z8vA6EnQFc7nGrCMW4e6wptuWBuFKUhM9PrZpPtQlKAtWoWVo6_mbxyGd76gNGBKNS4fUW2liakuDCj6CuLRcftrl9w4TyHZDfZiwq28H_CbN0_2Epy17kUgMKkK/s1600-h/bath+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs6dBO4lz0NgbmiyC9z8vA6EnQFc7nGrCMW4e6wptuWBuFKUhM9PrZpPtQlKAtWoWVo6_mbxyGd76gNGBKNS4fUW2liakuDCj6CuLRcftrl9w4TyHZDfZiwq28H_CbN0_2Epy17kUgMKkK/s400/bath+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196326706729013954" border="0" /></a><br />...everyone wants to help!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQXNG_Bf0e0ACRZvsta4Xs-9FvCKy1GTFMKiHO1dsKYhdStRRo81ILdAy9cTL-X1yjbOXPvjRteMl0OJ66uUo43DvqAAUx-u4iF1gja-XQxzeUEdTUBe8W7DJH0DsY1uYas1-QLqYX7otD/s1600-h/bath+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQXNG_Bf0e0ACRZvsta4Xs-9FvCKy1GTFMKiHO1dsKYhdStRRo81ILdAy9cTL-X1yjbOXPvjRteMl0OJ66uUo43DvqAAUx-u4iF1gja-XQxzeUEdTUBe8W7DJH0DsY1uYas1-QLqYX7otD/s400/bath+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196326715318948562" border="0" /></a>Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-54789607916448913452008-04-25T13:00:00.003-05:002008-04-25T22:01:02.363-05:00Lillian's birthSo, for those of you who want all the details...here you go. Warning! This is a long one...<br /><br />I had already blogged about my day on Friday and it continued pretty much the same. There were some contractions that seemed productive, but no pattern and no increase in intensity. It was driving me crazy! I was so frustrated and antsy, so I went outside and pulled some weeds. After a while, I told Neal that I had to get out of the house, so we went to Wal-mart and walked all around the store. We let the kids look at every single toy isle, Neal looked at TVs, we looked at baby stuff, and finally picked up a few extra groceries for my parents arrival. Walking was good, and in the store I had a few contractions that made me stop and need to breathe through. However, I still did not notice a pattern. We got home, put stuff away, got the kids to bed and I did my night-time cleaning routine. Then I called Melissa and we talked for awhile just catching up. During that time, I started to notice the contractions coming at regular intervals, but I did not get my hopes up or say anything just in case...After we hung up, Neal and I sat on the couch watching TV on-line and I started keeping track of contractions. This was 10pm, they were coming every 6 minutes. Neal asked if I was in labor, and I just told him "maybe". I am always hesitant to commit because my labors are so long and I worry about getting hopes up. By 11pm, I knew I was definitely in labor, the contractions continued and were getting stronger...finally! I walked around the house for an hour and my parents arrived at midnight. They were very excited to find me in labor and forgave me for being such a terrible hostess. (I did not help them with any of their luggage!) I knew it was going to be a long night, so I encouraged everyone to go on to bed. I tried to relax in bed, but the contractions were too strong, so I took a long shower. After that, I paced around in my bathroom and labored in different positions there trying not to wake anybody up. Around 4am, I guessed I was probably progressed to a 5 or so and I decided to labor a little longer in a warm bath. (My labors are very long, yet follow the same pattern. So, I have been able to become very well aware of when each progression occurs.) The warm bath was a great idea. I was so relaxed and really able to focus during contractions. At this point I was progressing from a 5 to a 6, the contractions were about every 3 minutes. Yet I remember thinking to myself that although they were very intense, I would not categorize them as being painful. I stayed in the tub until 5:15 and decided to time contractions for a bit before waking Neal up. At 5:40, I woke up Neal and told him it was time. He immediately got dressed, woke up my mom, packed the car and got it warm for me, helped me get my shoes on and off we went. This was 6am.<br /><br />I have learned that if you are going to have a baby in the hospital with an OB and you want a completely drug-free experience, then timing is everything. For me, I want to be at the point where I am in active labor, but able to talk and walk between contractions. That way I am not too terribly uncomfortable with all the stuff they do to you in the hospital when you first get there - check your progression, put in the IV, get your thumb prints, ask 1000 questions you already answered in pre-registration, put on the monitors, etc. I have learned that progressing from a 6 to a 7 is the perfect time for me to deal with the hospital stuff. It is even somewhat of a distraction. However, when I reach a 7, they better be finished and leave me alone!<br /><br />So, we arrived at the hospital at 6:05 (Norman is great! I love small towns!) We got to the nurse's station and told them I was in labor. Neal made me laugh because he was sure to tell them that this was our 4th baby and I had been in labor since 10pm. I know he said this because so many times you get the, "are you sure you are in labor" question. They immediately took me to a triage room where I was determined to be at a 6. (Just like I thought, perfect timing!) We then walked 2 doors down to a very nice labor/delivery/postpartum suite. I climbed into the bed, which is where I was ready to be, and they started all the hospital stuff. When they finished, they checked me and I was at a 7, again, perfect timing! At this point I told the nurse that with my other labors, the doctor has broken my water at a 7 to 8 allowing the baby to move on down and deliver in about an hour and a half later. She found the doctor and let him know. I did not get my doctor because she was not on-call. Instead, I got a gruff and grumpy old guy who came in, introduced himself, broke my water, and said, "call me when it is time to push". Ugh! Anyway, I had a WONDERFUL labor and delivery nurse who was with me almost the whole time. She was very encouraging and helpful and I am so thankful for her. Well, I knew that the contractions were going to be stronger, but I also knew that we would have a baby in about an hour and a half or so, so I was mentally ready to go through the hard part. This was at 8am. With every contraction I kept waiting for that change when the baby is moving down, but it wasn't coming. My labor and delivery nurse, Tori, was great and kept changing my position every 20 minutes or so trying to get the baby moving. The contractions were really strong at this point and I would definitely say they were painful now. I had to focus on relaxing really hard even between contractions. After 2 and a half hours of this, I was still at a 7! That is when I lost my focus. I told Neal I was done, I didn't want to hurt anymore and I wanted an epidural. The nurse very gently said, "give me 20 more minutes in this position, I think this will do it." I said, "no, I'm done". So, she went out to find an anesthesiologist. The second she left the room, I felt the urge to push. I remember having very mixed feelings. I thought, "great, now I have to do this" and I thought "OK let's do this and be done!" I tried to focus on the more positive of the two feelings. The nurse came back in and said there was a C-section taking place and I would have to wait for the epidural. I answered by saying, "I have to push." Tori was ecstatic. She checked and sure enough I was complete and ready to go.<br /><br />The next couple of minutes were a blur. I could feel the baby moving down, my body taking over, being told not to push and just breathe, a slew of people entering the room, the bed being broken down, being moved into the annoying "hospital birthing position", and having Mr. Grumpy doctor "prep" me - he was really rough. Once everything was ready, the doctor said, "we have a lot of pushing ahead of us ladies", insinuating that the nurses called him too early and I was not ready. I remember saying, "Oh great." But the nurses were very encouraging and telling me I could do it. So I focused on the task ahead and figured I would just show that doctor that I was ready and went for it. In two contractions the head was out and I pushed the shoulders out with the third. As always, my first thought was, "ah, its out!" and then I heard them say, "It's a girl!" Lillian entered the world at 10:56am. Neal cut the cord and she was laid on my belly.<br /><br />Lillian was 8 lbs. 2 oz. - my biggest baby yet<br />20 1/4 inches<br />9 days "late" and 13 hours of labor.<br /><br />She is a very sweet baby and is enjoying all the attention from her older siblings. More pictures of her to come!Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-23993917483873509182008-04-21T14:21:00.003-05:002008-04-22T13:54:29.909-05:00Lillian Pictures<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Here are some pictures of Lillian in the hospital. Sorry it took a bit, blogger was hanging up on me big time yesterday! Everything went well overall with the labor and delivery. We were able to go home Sunday afternoon. Thank you all for your prayers and congratulations. We are so thrilled and are enjoying these first days. I will post more details, pictures, and birth story soon.<br /></div><br />Just born!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz_6FGUFdfhqdUwfp0gyDV9zjOylJXfhQ7DarL0LNcKRuyDCB-uEcT7CMObNZV6T-4qm-uxAWV9Snl2O0YkC8vVy3676qIlWI05PYu5VI59qK5UTi-vLAF2hyNO4dsugasa5F2slB1uQU2/s1600-h/the+girls.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz_6FGUFdfhqdUwfp0gyDV9zjOylJXfhQ7DarL0LNcKRuyDCB-uEcT7CMObNZV6T-4qm-uxAWV9Snl2O0YkC8vVy3676qIlWI05PYu5VI59qK5UTi-vLAF2hyNO4dsugasa5F2slB1uQU2/s400/the+girls.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191781735985851346" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Aidan is not quite sure yet...<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMe5C8UGjyVuoXLB85EZx8M0Pufo3b6kcw62Q9198CxoOIOqU5-yrui2XzCZTZXPOwtNT5UM0u0lRv_et6byVALDZSb_A_JZHruB96IlRo-UTDdfX3TlyTCh6OMtqA1A_Jr2u6SVdDyLW6/s1600-h/the+boys.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMe5C8UGjyVuoXLB85EZx8M0Pufo3b6kcw62Q9198CxoOIOqU5-yrui2XzCZTZXPOwtNT5UM0u0lRv_et6byVALDZSb_A_JZHruB96IlRo-UTDdfX3TlyTCh6OMtqA1A_Jr2u6SVdDyLW6/s400/the+boys.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191781744575785954" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Such a proud daddy!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvYjiBJ7_AMeaGWaT58DCW1eHbX5jZ1JhRwsLKNXNnRYkLJcvDJNnbGGn5WB5qamwqKPjLE59kdJ4vAnwoPK25ja4LGR2gaMpnUqv4BVixPYB9UQVleelQDHuyRuicWPIqPXic9dWhQtoA/s1600-h/lillian+and+dad.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvYjiBJ7_AMeaGWaT58DCW1eHbX5jZ1JhRwsLKNXNnRYkLJcvDJNnbGGn5WB5qamwqKPjLE59kdJ4vAnwoPK25ja4LGR2gaMpnUqv4BVixPYB9UQVleelQDHuyRuicWPIqPXic9dWhQtoA/s400/lillian+and+dad.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191781744575785970" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Evelyn and Lillian<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3uWU2kiz7TDyRmrU46pL7dkvjUFT-GdPJtEWipSyddnWypGMhRvJI56HCnrxPuFLlqsCYWI-lqvHC77praLPPOELm8297N3zT65kcBCrn1BOelqC0-3NfybAtcYX01KUI_Xb7q_iuCOHi/s1600-h/ev+and+lillian.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3uWU2kiz7TDyRmrU46pL7dkvjUFT-GdPJtEWipSyddnWypGMhRvJI56HCnrxPuFLlqsCYWI-lqvHC77praLPPOELm8297N3zT65kcBCrn1BOelqC0-3NfybAtcYX01KUI_Xb7q_iuCOHi/s400/ev+and+lillian.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191782809727675394" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Madeline and Lillian<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTyZBg-n7cj3cdQ6_6_ADdb15bvcT4ljNZW3iQeboYwnSn9BOjJQr90KoXgUviLFAo34BASPhInXpbjAFgd45AMRCKZUbi-_svIO6cUppQLVRiQlvy1QpZ2Zks_MwpXj7L07Ya3azaO9L6/s1600-h/bigsis+littlesis.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTyZBg-n7cj3cdQ6_6_ADdb15bvcT4ljNZW3iQeboYwnSn9BOjJQr90KoXgUviLFAo34BASPhInXpbjAFgd45AMRCKZUbi-_svIO6cUppQLVRiQlvy1QpZ2Zks_MwpXj7L07Ya3azaO9L6/s400/bigsis+littlesis.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191782826907544594" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Madeline made these sweet letters for Lillian to Welcome her home.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz71siP_uawpunK7mRNAkqiBso59vr9xqrnKBMJAv5udiFUmzvLOUvrxQqmY1ykxKcNdv7pG50PmpcbCPH8o5xiLN66YcTnFtmeQU4NpkAP0iAKnvy_R_oZxJQ47lDbkPmiUB3Sb8H3UzA/s1600-h/letters+from+Madeline.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz71siP_uawpunK7mRNAkqiBso59vr9xqrnKBMJAv5udiFUmzvLOUvrxQqmY1ykxKcNdv7pG50PmpcbCPH8o5xiLN66YcTnFtmeQU4NpkAP0iAKnvy_R_oZxJQ47lDbkPmiUB3Sb8H3UzA/s400/letters+from+Madeline.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191782852677348386" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-73145586186260026242008-04-19T19:40:00.002-05:002008-04-19T19:52:40.420-05:00Lillian's First DayHere is an annoyingly brief and not especially detailed birth announcement (from me -- Neal -- acting <span style="font-style: italic;">in persona</span> Janice, who will be writing a more substantive post later on).<br /><br />Today, at 10:56a.m. we welcomed into the world our third baby girl, Lillian Jeanette. The birth experience was very simple and mostly painless for me. It was somewhat more involved for Janice. But we're both doing fine, and that's the main thing.<br /><br />Lillian, like her mother and sisters, is stunningly gorgeous. She weighs 8.2 pounds and measures at 20.25 inches. She has very little hair to speak of, but the hair that she does have and which can be spoken of is very nice hair indeed. It's light, not dark. Overall, she looks a lot like Evelyn.<br /><br />That's all I've got for now. Pictures will come later. I'm off to the hospital.<br /><br />Neal<br /><br />PS: Thanks Mom and Dad for sending flowers. And thank you all for your earnest and faithful prayers. For those we remain happily in your debt.Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-47221145548977531902008-04-18T12:38:00.003-05:002008-04-18T18:29:31.058-05:00An Update...I woke up this morning at 5:30 having stronger contractions than I have been having all week. They were coming every 10 minutes, so I decided to get up around 6:45 and walk around, get breakfast started and get the kids up and going. Unfortunately, they started fizzling out a bit. I have still been getting some of the stronger ones throughout the day, but there is no consistency or pattern forming yet.<br />However, I did have another OB appointment today. I did a non-stress test and a vitality test with an ultrasound. The baby passed both tests "allowing" me to remain pregnant. The only concern is that the amniotic fluid is a little lower than optimum at this point indicating that the placenta is slowing down. So, I have agreed to be scheduled for an induction on Monday, if the baby doesn't come this weekend. (That will be 11 days over-due and I have never gone past 10.)<br />On an exciting and very positive note...I have already progressed to a 3 and am 75% effaced!!! YEAH!!! This is a first for me, and tells me that I probably will not make it past the weekend. Of course, everyone at the doctor's office was commenting on the full moon Sunday which just might force things along too. So, we will definitely have a baby by Monday - hopefully sooner than that though!<br />My parents are driving in tonight from SA to be here and I am so glad that they are coming!<br />I will post more as things happen, so stay tuned, the end is in sight!Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7556398259861768052.post-87309347085439731992008-04-16T18:05:00.004-05:002008-04-16T18:19:41.657-05:00Bunk Beds!We FINALLY got the girls bunk beds! Since Evelyn climbed out of her crib at 16 months old, she has been sleeping on a mattress on the floor next to Madeline's daybed. We kept saying we needed to get them bunk beds, but we never acted on it or had the extra money. So, last year, I started saving a little every month from my tips to put in a "bunk bed" fund. After looking around and talking to Stephanie Green, who is also in the bunk bed market, we found this set on e-bay. Even after shipping it was under the amount I had saved (thanks Steph)! That was good because we did end up buying two sheets of plywood to place on top of the slats and under the mattresses. It arrived via FedEx today and we just put it together, the kids are thrilled! I think getting them to go to bed tonight won't take much convincing!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The girls model "their" bunk. We will switch who gets which bunk each month to avoid arguments.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXPKJI1GuxbYH-6AHyiaNKajWPLSow81WHsx_RQZDmKe3B7mc3Ms9H_Gp3AHY1BHH2sFUd-e5AGsZbWt1vpZmzB1Z4k7AIFWVHVN8rjmr7fld7n7d1jEFnvzjYImCt2BHPevI-lFnveWsv/s1600-h/all+set.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXPKJI1GuxbYH-6AHyiaNKajWPLSow81WHsx_RQZDmKe3B7mc3Ms9H_Gp3AHY1BHH2sFUd-e5AGsZbWt1vpZmzB1Z4k7AIFWVHVN8rjmr7fld7n7d1jEFnvzjYImCt2BHPevI-lFnveWsv/s400/all+set.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189985160070547810" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Aidan is not going to be pleased when he has to go back to his own bunk-less bed tonight.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9tYMAegE8tDjUybEpGDh48tffuGMvZnHtYOqkQ3XRO-i0veLoNd9rMx1n_b5dLNCNoIurEAhd65xqMkjsRGHyMLEuSwQ0ZaVy51gH_s3m_dB9XkfYcvicw5uBVs53W60O5MX6TenPNkVF/s1600-h/full+view.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9tYMAegE8tDjUybEpGDh48tffuGMvZnHtYOqkQ3XRO-i0veLoNd9rMx1n_b5dLNCNoIurEAhd65xqMkjsRGHyMLEuSwQ0ZaVy51gH_s3m_dB9XkfYcvicw5uBVs53W60O5MX6TenPNkVF/s400/full+view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189983747026307410" border="0" /></a>Neal and I are so excited to get these for them. They have tons more space in their room and Evelyn is not on the floor!<br /><br />In baby news... I have been having more contractions accompanied with nausea, cramping, and sciatic nerve pain. They have been coming more often since last night after dinner, but nothing regular and no increase in pressure. Last night, I swept and mopped the kitchen floor, did more laundry and some vacuuming, but there was no change in the contractions. So, I went to sleep hoping they might increase throughout the night. I woke up several times last night feeling sick to my stomach, but still no change in contractions. Today they are continuing, but again no pattern is emerging and I just feel sick. I am doing my normal daily stuff and trying to keep my mind off of how my body feels right now so I don't get frustrated. I will update if anything exciting happens...Janice and familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05469831791982296449noreply@blogger.com3