<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123</id><updated>2012-01-28T07:35:46.980-06:00</updated><category term='blog links'/><category term='motherhood'/><category term='gift ideas'/><category term='children'/><category term='decorations'/><category term='daily life'/><category term='resolutions'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='trips'/><category term='basketball'/><category term='yard'/><category term='organization'/><category term='DIY'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='lake'/><category term='snow days'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='giving'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='projects'/><category term='school'/><category term='camp'/><category term='John'/><category term='misc'/><category term='time'/><category term='home'/><category term='WFMW'/><category term='grandparents'/><category term='family time'/><category term='seasons'/><category term='blog give-aways'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='Company Girl Coffee'/><category term='teaching'/><category term='tennis'/><category term='kids'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Jenni's Seasons</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog about Seasons God gives us.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>183</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-2529541154768266814</id><published>2012-01-13T10:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T10:57:48.169-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day #2</title><content type='html'>I have one smart child and three that *like* the cold and snow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XtcCWCYttog/TxBRib7c8lI/AAAAAAAAErU/wC1oVyvgBJ0/s1600/IMG_0775.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XtcCWCYttog/TxBRib7c8lI/AAAAAAAAErU/wC1oVyvgBJ0/s640/IMG_0775.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's Smart Margaret. . .cuddled on a cold, snowy day in her warm robe and another blanket, clutching her hot chocolate and vegging in front of PBS.&amp;nbsp; For the record I am, right this minute, sitting in that vacant bed right next to her typing this up. . .I'm smart too.&amp;nbsp; There's a feather mattress on it and lots of blankets. . .I haven't moved since Tom left for work almost three hours ago.&amp;nbsp; Pathetic?&amp;nbsp; Maybe.&amp;nbsp; Just enjoying a "real" snow day -- ha!&lt;br /&gt;Here are the other three, heading down the street looking for a place to go sledding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yqYfoPGq-p0/TxBSp5bJy_I/AAAAAAAAErc/Ma25lvvgaIg/s1600/IMG_0772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yqYfoPGq-p0/TxBSp5bJy_I/AAAAAAAAErc/Ma25lvvgaIg/s400/IMG_0772.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Unbeknownst to me, they were all walking in only layers of socks!!!&amp;nbsp; Well, Frederick had some slippers on but still. . .&lt;i&gt;I promise they have shoes and some even have boots!!!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Ugh.&amp;nbsp; Their excuse was "we were jumping on the trampoline and we didn't think about it when we left to go walk &lt;i&gt;1/2 mile down the street&lt;/i&gt;".&amp;nbsp; Really?!?&amp;nbsp; Do I dare mention their ages?!?&amp;nbsp; Oh well. . .Thomas, the bright 13-yr-old, came home 1/2 hour later looking for some shoes because his toes were frozen.&amp;nbsp; Hmmmm. . .file this under "natural consequences". . .best teaching tool EVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, proof they were on the trampoline?&amp;nbsp; Yea, I took these pictures out of the upstairs window. . .you think I'd actually, voluntarily, open a door and go outside in snow if there is a warm room I can hunker down in instead?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v76UKvaEIqI/TxBVFei36eI/AAAAAAAAEro/yhMPA7qURD4/s1600/IMG_0763.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v76UKvaEIqI/TxBVFei36eI/AAAAAAAAEro/yhMPA7qURD4/s320/IMG_0763.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mPtdFDkqmHA/TxBVXuJofFI/AAAAAAAAErw/PpRs9295a-k/s320/IMG_0754.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxYfv9GgO6c/TxBWeYj1QzI/AAAAAAAAEr4/GuGIpCr9Wqc/s1600/IMG_0762.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxYfv9GgO6c/TxBWeYj1QzI/AAAAAAAAEr4/GuGIpCr9Wqc/s320/IMG_0762.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And yes, that *is* Margaret out there (in the pink hat) for her 10 brief minutes of insanity.&amp;nbsp; She was back in lickity-split.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just 13 days ago, on New Years Eve, I asked Thomas to take this picture. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--PRXAyMH2pY/TxBYCM50o7I/AAAAAAAAEsE/r5OyXwgzkYI/s1600/IMG_0696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--PRXAyMH2pY/TxBYCM50o7I/AAAAAAAAEsE/r5OyXwgzkYI/s320/IMG_0696.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jeanette's always hot but I didn't have a jacket on, or long pants. .  .and it was December 31st!!!&amp;nbsp; We've had two "snow days" since then --  ha! Hope to be back out there &lt;i&gt;soon&lt;/i&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the agenda this four-day weekend?&amp;nbsp; I don't know. . .catch up on everything that is NOT getting done, being gone all day, every day I guess.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy the time we have together.&amp;nbsp; Be productive and balance it with time to just &lt;b&gt;be&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend everyone!!!&amp;nbsp; And yes, for all who've asked, my kids *love* being back in school and they have wonderful teachers who are really inspiring them.&amp;nbsp; We are blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Jenni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z209/rachelanneridge/Picture2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z209/rachelanneridge/Picture2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;ETA:&amp;nbsp; Linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.homesanctuary.com/rachelanne/2012/01/company-girl-coffee-113.html"&gt;Company Girls over at Home Sanctuary&lt;/a&gt; this cold Friday!&amp;nbsp; Head &lt;a href="http://www.homesanctuary.com/rachelanne/2012/01/company-girl-coffee-113.html"&gt;over&lt;/a&gt; if you would like to meet some new friends. . .it's my kind of party -- the more the merrier :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-2529541154768266814?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/2529541154768266814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2012/01/snow-day-2.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/2529541154768266814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/2529541154768266814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2012/01/snow-day-2.html' title='Snow Day #2'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XtcCWCYttog/TxBRib7c8lI/AAAAAAAAErU/wC1oVyvgBJ0/s72-c/IMG_0775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-3060374825501310838</id><published>2012-01-04T22:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:35:33.474-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L-F65BiHwe4/TwUms0AYwDI/AAAAAAAAErM/k1g9vHP7dJk/s1600/Jan+4+2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L-F65BiHwe4/TwUms0AYwDI/AAAAAAAAErM/k1g9vHP7dJk/s640/Jan+4+2012.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frederick 3rd grade, Thomas 7th grade, Margaret 4th grade, &amp;amp; Marie 5th grade&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;It was a wonderful first day of school today.&amp;nbsp; Tom took the younger two to their school (same campus as my school but different buildings) and then came over to the middle school to meet me in the office with the other two so he could get them situated with their schedules, lockers, etc. while I began my &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-season-for-us.html"&gt;new life&lt;/a&gt; in a 7th grade social studies (geography &amp;amp; culture) classroom.&amp;nbsp; I have 125 names to learn -- ack!!!&amp;nbsp; I have lessons to plan. . .I'm spending huge chunks of time just trying to stay one step ahead in the curriculum :)&amp;nbsp; I'm not hooked up to grade programs, lesson plan programs, google.docs, websites, e-mail or anything else yet which is kind of a blessing. . .those, too, will take huge amounts of time to figure out I'm sure.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I love the classroom. . .the kids all seem to love their classes and teachers. . .so far, so good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;It's not bad starting this season with a 3-day week -- ha!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Jenni&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-3060374825501310838?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/3060374825501310838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/3060374825501310838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/3060374825501310838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-day.html' title='First Day'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L-F65BiHwe4/TwUms0AYwDI/AAAAAAAAErM/k1g9vHP7dJk/s72-c/Jan+4+2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-6495624106367028214</id><published>2012-01-03T23:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T23:01:26.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AN1RDQ1oydE/TwPSDjrpHzI/AAAAAAAAEow/cmNY7I2DjHI/s1600/2011-12-26+378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AN1RDQ1oydE/TwPSDjrpHzI/AAAAAAAAEow/cmNY7I2DjHI/s640/2011-12-26+378.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O.K., I simply and completely give up on this post.&amp;nbsp; I started it on December 28th.&amp;nbsp; I've been working on completing it off-and-on since then, and put a couple hours into it today.&amp;nbsp; It's gone.&amp;nbsp; Completely gone.&amp;nbsp; I could cry, but I'm not going to.&amp;nbsp; I'm going to brush of the perfectionist Jenni and just move forward.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gW_AgclPo8A/TwPS5Gke3BI/AAAAAAAAEo8/2dVCy1EZ2aA/s1600/2011-12-26+302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gW_AgclPo8A/TwPS5Gke3BI/AAAAAAAAEo8/2dVCy1EZ2aA/s400/2011-12-26+302.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Christmas Eve with cousins, prime rib, the *best* onion rings &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt; compliments of Uncle Brian. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CmWruT7TTt0/TwPTjTx1hcI/AAAAAAAAEpI/wUzsw2ij3po/s1600/2011-12-26+288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CmWruT7TTt0/TwPTjTx1hcI/AAAAAAAAEpI/wUzsw2ij3po/s320/2011-12-26+288.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Grandma got all the Bell kiddos snuggies. . .they turned out to be a *huge* hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xc5GG9hLwhQ/TwPUJd5kpxI/AAAAAAAAEpU/IbouPGTL_GA/s1600/2011-12-26+319.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xc5GG9hLwhQ/TwPUJd5kpxI/AAAAAAAAEpU/IbouPGTL_GA/s400/2011-12-26+319.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite gift to give this year were 2011 photo books that I made for each of my nieces:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_x7Jn8uzsEU/TwPUr95uc7I/AAAAAAAAEpk/2j1xA5vkGxc/s1600/2011-12-26+312b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="259" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_x7Jn8uzsEU/TwPUr95uc7I/AAAAAAAAEpk/2j1xA5vkGxc/s320/2011-12-26+312b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And the best gift received (besides the gift of Jesus Christ, of course) was a scrapbook Tom's mother made for him.&amp;nbsp; It documents his life from birth to our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YpOJAQgQrVc/TwPVtF59mAI/AAAAAAAAEp4/Oe4b5rH4398/s1600/2011-12-26+478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YpOJAQgQrVc/TwPVtF59mAI/AAAAAAAAEp4/Oe4b5rH4398/s400/2011-12-26+478.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_914747930"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_914747931"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here he, his sister Kathy, and Thomas are looking through it the first time&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Vwn02EHZdM/TwPWIPXsoeI/AAAAAAAAEqA/CmddRpspNgk/s1600/2011-12-26+489.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Vwn02EHZdM/TwPWIPXsoeI/AAAAAAAAEqA/CmddRpspNgk/s400/2011-12-26+489.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This great group grew up together. . .neighbors and best of friends.&amp;nbsp; Sister-brother Kathy (UT) and Tom (TN) and sister-sister Debbie (CA) and Jennifer (OH).&amp;nbsp; Hiking together Christmas Day was always a tradition for&amp;nbsp; the families growing up but this is the first year in quite a few that it happened again.&amp;nbsp; 10 adults, 4 kids, and 4 dogs. . .we were quite a parade at the park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh how I hoped to have a very comprehensive post with lots of pictures and journaling but Google lost it (I think?!?).&amp;nbsp; I can't sign off until I post just a few more pictures of our wonderful day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W07CLPxLzfM/TwPb6OI86II/AAAAAAAAEqw/ib5mfNh370w/s1600/2011-12-26+432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W07CLPxLzfM/TwPb6OI86II/AAAAAAAAEqw/ib5mfNh370w/s320/2011-12-26+432.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Max &amp;amp; Thomas&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A5wmiUHxUe0/TwPcsh1mreI/AAAAAAAAEq8/dLM4bpZwKw4/s1600/2011-12-26+476.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A5wmiUHxUe0/TwPcsh1mreI/AAAAAAAAEq8/dLM4bpZwKw4/s320/2011-12-26+476.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Margaret and her American Girl Doll that has a very special story that I will share with her when she is older (it's another one of those "most special gifts" of Christmas)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6juNoRmt0go/TwPYiSLyTwI/AAAAAAAAEqM/x-Tn5EaG6gQ/s1600/2011-12-26+394.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6juNoRmt0go/TwPYiSLyTwI/AAAAAAAAEqM/x-Tn5EaG6gQ/s400/2011-12-26+394.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marie and Frederick gave all the grandparents and aunts/uncles snowglobe ornaments and to-do lists&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UN5uMH3BZaM/TwPYyVpaEuI/AAAAAAAAEqY/sdzRTWo3AqU/s1600/2011-12-26+396.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UN5uMH3BZaM/TwPYyVpaEuI/AAAAAAAAEqY/sdzRTWo3AqU/s320/2011-12-26+396.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The always-elusive picture with Grandpa Fred :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R6z3fG3B0yo/TwPZd7kmiSI/AAAAAAAAEqk/42k_hP2Ahco/s1600/2011-12-26+376b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R6z3fG3B0yo/TwPZd7kmiSI/AAAAAAAAEqk/42k_hP2Ahco/s320/2011-12-26+376b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And a special picture with Aunt Kathy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And now, moving onward and forward. . .Happy New Year everyone!!!&amp;nbsp; I just got the &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/12/stationery-card.html"&gt;New Years cards&lt;/a&gt; in the mail today and our annual letter printed up. . .hopefully we'll find some time to get those out this week :)&amp;nbsp; We are ready to begin our &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-season-for-us.html"&gt;new adventure&lt;/a&gt; tomorrow -- &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2012-01-01T00:00:00-06:00&amp;amp;updated-max=2013-01-01T00:00:00-06:00&amp;amp;max-results=1"&gt;finally&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; The kids have either met their new teachers or know their class schedules. . .now it's time to put it all into action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Jenni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-6495624106367028214?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/6495624106367028214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/6495624106367028214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/6495624106367028214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-2011.html' title='Christmas 2011'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AN1RDQ1oydE/TwPSDjrpHzI/AAAAAAAAEow/cmNY7I2DjHI/s72-c/2011-12-26+378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-771014210371553433</id><published>2012-01-03T07:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T07:58:56.658-06:00</updated><title type='text'>January 3, 2012</title><content type='html'>Today was supposed to be the kids' and my first day back to school after &lt;a href="http://www.jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/01/beginning-new-season.html"&gt;staying at home together for the last 12 months.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NgdcOpRfns4/TwL_f6upEPI/AAAAAAAAEn4/Kn2BUFeUyHo/s1600/January+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NgdcOpRfns4/TwL_f6upEPI/AAAAAAAAEn4/Kn2BUFeUyHo/s400/January+3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey did you catch it?&amp;nbsp; Let me zoom in a little bit. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RWigQqKZ52Y/TwMAGVTr6xI/AAAAAAAAEoE/Z1AZX5Kk0x0/s1600/January+3+zoom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="163" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RWigQqKZ52Y/TwMAGVTr6xI/AAAAAAAAEoE/Z1AZX5Kk0x0/s320/January+3+zoom.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That would be a touch, a sprinkling, of s-n-o-w.&amp;nbsp; Snow combined with temperatures that aren't supposed to climb above freezing today equal. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rMkzi-CgrQk/TwMBDRBK7BI/AAAAAAAAEoU/5aiplNTX7co/s1600/Snow+Day+2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rMkzi-CgrQk/TwMBDRBK7BI/AAAAAAAAEoU/5aiplNTX7co/s640/Snow+Day+2012.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SNOW DAY!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(Or, as I saw posted on FB today, "a snowless snow day").&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One of the reasons last year for our &lt;a href="http://www.jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/01/lifestyle-change.html"&gt;lifestyle change&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But I'm certain that God has placed us where we are today, &lt;a href="http://www.jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-season-for-us.html"&gt;in a new season&lt;/a&gt;, for a very specific purpose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So we will enjoy one.more.day together.&amp;nbsp; It's 7:30 a.m. and we should all be arriving at our new schools by now. . .and yet all the kids are still peacefully sleeping, blissfully unaware of their good fortune (the school cancellation wasn't called until after they were asleep last night) today.&amp;nbsp; They have been so excited, have spent a lot of energy on the anticipation of today. . .and Lord willing, tomorrow will come with those same bright promises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_oV3Qwibm8E/TwMI9E3HBkI/AAAAAAAAEog/MHonXVmtIU4/s1600/Mrs.+Bell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="553" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_oV3Qwibm8E/TwMI9E3HBkI/AAAAAAAAEog/MHonXVmtIU4/s640/Mrs.+Bell.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture I snapped with my phone on my way out of school yesterday&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Guess I shouldn't have hung those snowflakes on my door?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-771014210371553433?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/771014210371553433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-3-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/771014210371553433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/771014210371553433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-3-2012.html' title='January 3, 2012'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NgdcOpRfns4/TwL_f6upEPI/AAAAAAAAEn4/Kn2BUFeUyHo/s72-c/January+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-801639006780227717</id><published>2011-12-27T21:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T21:20:25.764-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;What an incredible Christmas Holiday we had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WvzK-N-yqxo/TvorY-0lDbI/AAAAAAAAEek/n9gXiZmXY3g/s1600/2011-12-26+198b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="574" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WvzK-N-yqxo/TvorY-0lDbI/AAAAAAAAEek/n9gXiZmXY3g/s640/2011-12-26+198b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We began our Christmas with a trip to the &lt;a href="http://www.wildernessatthesmokies.com/"&gt;Wilderness Lodge&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; That was our gift to the kiddos this year. . .rather than shopping and wrapping and then finding places for all the "stuff" (that we don't need!) we decided as a family to make a &lt;i&gt;memory &lt;/i&gt;instead.&amp;nbsp; My dad brought my nieces down with him. . .this was &lt;i&gt;his&lt;/i&gt; Christmas gift to them!&amp;nbsp; It all worked out so well. . .I *highly* recommend this place. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e0IlVG8Gbi8/TvowEs4fm8I/AAAAAAAAEew/R5mqaoccoKw/s1600/2011-12-26+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e0IlVG8Gbi8/TvowEs4fm8I/AAAAAAAAEew/R5mqaoccoKw/s320/2011-12-26+013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Since there were 9 of us we decided to get a suite with a full kitchen and we are so glad that we did.&amp;nbsp; We brought tons of breakfast stuff (milk, juice, yogurt, cereal, fruit) and snack-y stuff too. . .chips and salsa, veggies &amp;amp; dip, microwave popcorn. . .I had also planned two dinners. . .we stopped at Papa Murphy's on the way out of town and picked up 4 pizzas to bake Wednesday night (there ended up being enough for lunch Thursday too!) and then I brought a crock pot meal for Thursday night.&amp;nbsp; We didn't do it so much to save money (although I'm sure we did save quite a bit) but more for convenience. . .with 9 people it's hard to coral them all at the same time to get ready, get out the door, eat, etc.&amp;nbsp; This worked out much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UclsBVV8Yzc/TvozH6LaEZI/AAAAAAAAEe8/F17N5svfiTo/s1600/2011-12-26+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UclsBVV8Yzc/TvozH6LaEZI/AAAAAAAAEe8/F17N5svfiTo/s320/2011-12-26+044.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frederick body boarding. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qu_0aHnqnIM/Tvo3_3TxeCI/AAAAAAAAEfI/ZBArV1uy8Vo/s1600/2011-12-26+058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qu_0aHnqnIM/Tvo3_3TxeCI/AAAAAAAAEfI/ZBArV1uy8Vo/s320/2011-12-26+058.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every time the waves were on you could find Thomas in the wave pool :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LhT4bGUuJmk/Tvo5KMHtfnI/AAAAAAAAEfY/KZ3NdC5vwIs/s1600/2011-12-26+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LhT4bGUuJmk/Tvo5KMHtfnI/AAAAAAAAEfY/KZ3NdC5vwIs/s320/2011-12-26+025.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tom &amp;amp; Margaret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pogYC7UfbPU/Tvo6aGJFLGI/AAAAAAAAEfk/cuWIdjw9hmg/s1600/2011-12-26+032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pogYC7UfbPU/Tvo6aGJFLGI/AAAAAAAAEfk/cuWIdjw9hmg/s320/2011-12-26+032.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Susan &amp;amp; Marie hanging out, waiting for the waves :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wF6W2od8s9g/Tvo7XHOh_eI/AAAAAAAAEfw/j6YghlV7qfI/s1600/2011-12-26+064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wF6W2od8s9g/Tvo7XHOh_eI/AAAAAAAAEfw/j6YghlV7qfI/s320/2011-12-26+064.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bible quiz time with Grandpa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g4IM1Q3q8jc/Tvo7nCkbBVI/AAAAAAAAEf4/eZwqT1aNCGI/s1600/2011-12-26+066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g4IM1Q3q8jc/Tvo7nCkbBVI/AAAAAAAAEf4/eZwqT1aNCGI/s320/2011-12-26+066.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And on to a game of Scattergories (one of my favorite games!) -- AVJ and Marie were on the same team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zFh3p8Zs8C4/Tvo9FfcnsmI/AAAAAAAAEgE/kJJqulmOgUw/s320/2011-12-26+081.JPG" width="320" /&gt;A surfing lesson for AVJ and Thomas at 11:30 p.m.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4OLKIpKo-GY/Tvo9h1gwZRI/AAAAAAAAEgM/Ym5KZxutHJ4/s1600/2011-12-26+118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4OLKIpKo-GY/Tvo9h1gwZRI/AAAAAAAAEgM/Ym5KZxutHJ4/s320/2011-12-26+118.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She was up on her own -- yea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6rxrMdAZPrQ/Tvo_C2SNMyI/AAAAAAAAEgk/Pn7lUjhcVkQ/s1600/2011-12-26+075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6rxrMdAZPrQ/Tvo_C2SNMyI/AAAAAAAAEgk/Pn7lUjhcVkQ/s320/2011-12-26+075.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And an "illegal" shot of Thomas. . .if I would have been given information on how to buy the prints I certainly would have -- either I don't know how to work my camera (extremely likely) or it's just not the camera for indoor action shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cxqzODvhPgY/TvqEYbCSrRI/AAAAAAAAEiw/g1UhUsJUuGA/s1600/2011-12-26+116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cxqzODvhPgY/TvqEYbCSrRI/AAAAAAAAEiw/g1UhUsJUuGA/s320/2011-12-26+116.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ubgsl9Szeac/Tvo97R0lJiI/AAAAAAAAEgY/pt0Q9G2XEls/s1600/2011-12-26+119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ubgsl9Szeac/Tvo97R0lJiI/AAAAAAAAEgY/pt0Q9G2XEls/s320/2011-12-26+119.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gotta love the wireless internet for sure!&amp;nbsp; I appreciated having three televisions in our rooms so everyone could be otherwise occupied in our "off" hours :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2j8WpzlWRw/TvpAU-2_ZVI/AAAAAAAAEgw/4tHw549BemM/s1600/2011-12-26+203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2j8WpzlWRw/TvpAU-2_ZVI/AAAAAAAAEgw/4tHw549BemM/s400/2011-12-26+203.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We headed to the Titanic museum Thursday afternoon. . .a few of the kiddos were waterlogged and needed a break -- ha!&amp;nbsp; This was an amazing tour although if we had it to do again we wouldn't take the littlest ones (2nd, 3rd, and 4th grade)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jk88UJiSw1s/TvpBXW05_uI/AAAAAAAAEg8/lvRxhT9APxs/s1600/2011-12-26+202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jk88UJiSw1s/TvpBXW05_uI/AAAAAAAAEg8/lvRxhT9APxs/s640/2011-12-26+202.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa Foster with his favorite 6 -- Susan, AVJ, Frederick, Marie, Margaret, &amp;amp; Thomas&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgATY1eHnjQ/TvpEEs5MzgI/AAAAAAAAEhI/_dwnzx-5YQU/s1600/2011-12-26+212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgATY1eHnjQ/TvpEEs5MzgI/AAAAAAAAEhI/_dwnzx-5YQU/s320/2011-12-26+212.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was the hot tub area (and it continues outside too!). . .did you spot Thomas and Tom in the far back corner?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ahYoZdBnbjk/TvpEZUpzZ6I/AAAAAAAAEhU/Hin1FDve0RA/s1600/2011-12-26+211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ahYoZdBnbjk/TvpEZUpzZ6I/AAAAAAAAEhU/Hin1FDve0RA/s320/2011-12-26+211.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoying the water slides. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8OD7P_uikQ/TvpFvmk_tWI/AAAAAAAAEhg/We6uKQM_ndE/s1600/2011-12-26+232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8OD7P_uikQ/TvpFvmk_tWI/AAAAAAAAEhg/We6uKQM_ndE/s320/2011-12-26+232.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C7_12Oac7p8/TvpGCbstFiI/AAAAAAAAEho/ggHjWLMlpks/s1600/2011-12-26+234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C7_12Oac7p8/TvpGCbstFiI/AAAAAAAAEho/ggHjWLMlpks/s320/2011-12-26+234.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5h8-3pV7B7M/TvpGVG7XNrI/AAAAAAAAEhw/dGVFHCvO32E/s1600/2011-12-26+259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5h8-3pV7B7M/TvpGVG7XNrI/AAAAAAAAEhw/dGVFHCvO32E/s320/2011-12-26+259.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A view from the outside (they are also doing a lot of construction inside and out at the resort)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kz6Lt118R1I/TvpGm-42XeI/AAAAAAAAEh4/DbIKa0caRII/s1600/2011-12-26+246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kz6Lt118R1I/TvpGm-42XeI/AAAAAAAAEh4/DbIKa0caRII/s320/2011-12-26+246.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;By far my favorite picture. . .Frederick did not get "brave" enough to do the slides by himself until the last day (of course)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ToJOZ5tHUY/TvpG2CaTcTI/AAAAAAAAEiE/LlMJuYKv9J4/s1600/2011-12-26+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ToJOZ5tHUY/TvpG2CaTcTI/AAAAAAAAEiE/LlMJuYKv9J4/s320/2011-12-26+028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jQ_dZVfmBt4/TvpH1EXf-8I/AAAAAAAAEiQ/tnUHx6La9GU/s1600/2011-12-26+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jQ_dZVfmBt4/TvpH1EXf-8I/AAAAAAAAEiQ/tnUHx6La9GU/s320/2011-12-26+024.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were 90 steps from bottom to top.&amp;nbsp; Yep, I counted :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday morning only two of the six kids had it in them to head back to the water -- ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4JkNKIh6GNA/TvqF0LGmlQI/AAAAAAAAEjA/QkBVIDbz76o/s1600/2011-12-26+242b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4JkNKIh6GNA/TvqF0LGmlQI/AAAAAAAAEjA/QkBVIDbz76o/s320/2011-12-26+242b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I-3WZ5HLCYg/TvpJjam1fmI/AAAAAAAAEik/5EuLPj_65f8/s1600/2011-12-26+243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I-3WZ5HLCYg/TvpJjam1fmI/AAAAAAAAEik/5EuLPj_65f8/s320/2011-12-26+243.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And then we ran into friends from our town, 100 miles away, too!&amp;nbsp; That was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k6DKiafDbcQ/TvqGSdPa_dI/AAAAAAAAEjM/8PYmVdStDJs/s1600/2011-12-26+248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k6DKiafDbcQ/TvqGSdPa_dI/AAAAAAAAEjM/8PYmVdStDJs/s320/2011-12-26+248.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-728fXhmbGTE/TvqGf4nJvLI/AAAAAAAAEjU/wsNEzkfaHQg/s1600/2011-12-26+249b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="189" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-728fXhmbGTE/TvqGf4nJvLI/AAAAAAAAEjU/wsNEzkfaHQg/s320/2011-12-26+249b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kyita3bFxFo/TvqHO71xDAI/AAAAAAAAEjg/RyfMepFpFGM/s1600/2011-12-26+149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kyita3bFxFo/TvqHO71xDAI/AAAAAAAAEjg/RyfMepFpFGM/s320/2011-12-26+149.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We ended up staying past lunchtime on Friday and getting into Ohio past dinnertime.&amp;nbsp; Everyone was happy to see Aunt Kathy, in from Utah, and try to get a good night's sleep before the next big holiday treat on Christmas Eve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gLWZfS69Ku8/TvqIap-G-QI/AAAAAAAAEjs/V3CVK32OLBs/s1600/2011-12-26+261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gLWZfS69Ku8/TvqIap-G-QI/AAAAAAAAEjs/V3CVK32OLBs/s320/2011-12-26+261.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cep28LlFlNM/TvqIp6ca_LI/AAAAAAAAEj4/ZxFrTmoO8w4/s1600/2011-12-26+161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cep28LlFlNM/TvqIp6ca_LI/AAAAAAAAEj4/ZxFrTmoO8w4/s320/2011-12-26+161.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;A Cincinnati Bengals game, compliments of Uncle Brian!!!&amp;nbsp; Another "experience" gift -- the best kind :)&amp;nbsp; Thank you, Uncle Brian, for an experience the kids are unlikely to ever forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lots of cousins time, lots of family time. . .a lot packed in to a couple of days.&amp;nbsp; An unusual thing has happened to my calendar this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Udkke8Jo_A/TvqJ772k14I/AAAAAAAAEkE/iZ-oiAoparM/s1600/2011-12-26+551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DEdS22J7aUI/Tu9Xdu_j18I/AAAAAAAAEao/KCp6wyxrEEg/s1600/2011-12-18+122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DEdS22J7aUI/Tu9Xdu_j18I/AAAAAAAAEao/KCp6wyxrEEg/s400/2011-12-18+122.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Because we are always gone on Christmas Eve/Day, six years ago we instituted "Christmas Sunday".&amp;nbsp; The Sunday before Christmas we celebrate together, as a family of six at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G15dJeAeecE/Tu9YkBeAklI/AAAAAAAAEaw/AOJTg4NCLm4/s400/Copy+%25282%2529+of+2006-Dec+029.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frederick, Margaret, Tom, Thomas, &amp;amp; Marie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our first Christmas here. . .no furniture or anything! &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't find pictures from 2007. . .hmmm.&amp;nbsp; Almost a year of pictures are missing. . .from mid-2007 to mid-2008. . .maybe in another folder somewhere?&amp;nbsp; Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TJoPDoz6QQ/Tu9bMQqfahI/AAAAAAAAEa4/oqsfr2NiAoc/s1600/2008-12-19+138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TJoPDoz6QQ/Tu9bMQqfahI/AAAAAAAAEa4/oqsfr2NiAoc/s400/2008-12-19+138.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our tree in 2008. . .that year was a little different because we took a trip to Mexico with my mom, brother, sister-in-law, sister, and her family over Christmas so my in-laws came down to celebrate with us a couple of days before we left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-voWgFmKXU1U/Tu9bvTTKOCI/AAAAAAAAEbA/5HvV8HSzqqY/s1600/2008-12-19+146.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-voWgFmKXU1U/Tu9bvTTKOCI/AAAAAAAAEbA/5HvV8HSzqqY/s400/2008-12-19+146.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We caught Nana laughing at something :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LxaKGEWUovM/Tu9dz8IujyI/AAAAAAAAEbI/LfsmBNeqsZM/s1600/2009-12-27+086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LxaKGEWUovM/Tu9dz8IujyI/AAAAAAAAEbI/LfsmBNeqsZM/s320/2009-12-27+086.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2009 - finally remembered to get a picture in front of the tree :)&amp;nbsp; This was the year we didn't get the ornaments out. . .we decided just to do handmade ornaments. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-ZFiPFYsbM/Tu9fOn31stI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/xS2-uSrJX9Y/s1600/2009-12-27+090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z-ZFiPFYsbM/Tu9fOn31stI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/xS2-uSrJX9Y/s320/2009-12-27+090.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And even got a picture of Tom and me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I remembered a Christmas tree picture&lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2010/12/our-family-christmas.html"&gt; last year&lt;/a&gt; (2010) too. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1DeCEaiSJC0/Tu9hYKYEmMI/AAAAAAAAEbk/6z_y_-4q-YM/s1600/IMG_1383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1DeCEaiSJC0/Tu9hYKYEmMI/AAAAAAAAEbk/6z_y_-4q-YM/s320/IMG_1383.JPG" width="304" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;. . .matching outfits and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I didn't fare so well this year with a picture of the four of them.&amp;nbsp; Mainly because we ended up with seven kiddos for our annual Christmas Sunday (and I forgot).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_qammLAEhI/Tu9i6aTE2II/AAAAAAAAEbs/bdhj5w6ZwuY/s1600/2011-12-18+123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_qammLAEhI/Tu9i6aTE2II/AAAAAAAAEbs/bdhj5w6ZwuY/s400/2011-12-18+123.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We have three cousins staying with us. . .here are the girls in the house. . .Margaret, Elizabeth, Marie, and Grace.&amp;nbsp; They look like they all belong together, don't they?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yAPzPmUzkH8/Tu93ZlLhb5I/AAAAAAAAEb0/hcYwPv6GZyI/s1600/2011-12-18+126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yAPzPmUzkH8/Tu93ZlLhb5I/AAAAAAAAEb0/hcYwPv6GZyI/s640/2011-12-18+126.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thomas did the annual reading of Luke 2 this year. . .he did a great job.&amp;nbsp; Last year the six grandchildren each memorized parts of it and performed it together at one of our Dayton Christmases:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Scxks7kKDZw/Tu95EBzWUgI/AAAAAAAAEb8/EXKc4wBjR4g/s1600/2010-12-31+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Scxks7kKDZw/Tu95EBzWUgI/AAAAAAAAEb8/EXKc4wBjR4g/s400/2010-12-31+045.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Margaret, Thomas, AVJ, Susan, Frederick, and Marie - 2010&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Back to this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We decided on a family trip this year instead of gifts.&amp;nbsp; The kids did not want to give up drawing names and filling stockings, though, so we kept with that tradition and each kid drew a name and then received $20 from us to buy gifts for that person.&amp;nbsp; We found out on Friday that our cousins would be with us too so we gave the kids some money on Saturday to buy a gift for each of them too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When it was time to open gifts our children &lt;i&gt;insisted&lt;/i&gt; that Patrick, Elizabeth, and Grace open their gifts first!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WIawmvtwonU/Tu96bSGVlBI/AAAAAAAAEcI/iioZsZW5RLA/s1600/2011-12-18+131b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WIawmvtwonU/Tu96bSGVlBI/AAAAAAAAEcI/iioZsZW5RLA/s400/2011-12-18+131b.jpg" width="393" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Elizabeth is in the corner holding her snow-globe-light-up-Santa-and-snowman thing that Marie picked out for her.&amp;nbsp; Grace is in the foreground holding a sketchbook/fun-book that the kids picked out for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G1iFM0L87yI/Tu977YK9N6I/AAAAAAAAEcQ/AyeCjeyA97Y/s1600/2011-12-18+132b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G1iFM0L87yI/Tu977YK9N6I/AAAAAAAAEcQ/AyeCjeyA97Y/s320/2011-12-18+132b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The kids scored with Patrick's gift. . .a book that he apparently has a collection of but not this one -- yea!&amp;nbsp; He's an avid reader -- check the book at his feet. . .he'd had his nose stuck in that book most of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TmDaC16HNpo/TvAQTCmedSI/AAAAAAAAEcY/gT-Bgz47G5k/s1600/DSCF6707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TmDaC16HNpo/TvAQTCmedSI/AAAAAAAAEcY/gT-Bgz47G5k/s400/DSCF6707.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Marie drew Margaret's name. . .nail polish!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wjxwWYv4gLw/TvAREeSMS8I/AAAAAAAAEcg/zEu9glls1pM/s1600/DSCF6687.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wjxwWYv4gLw/TvAREeSMS8I/AAAAAAAAEcg/zEu9glls1pM/s320/DSCF6687.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There you go. . .a sideways picture.&amp;nbsp; Ugh.&amp;nbsp; Wrong computer (I was on the other one earlier).&amp;nbsp; Anyway, as it happened, the girls drew each other's names, then Marie was very specific about this certain gift. . .a snowman ornament thing that lights up and is kind of like a snowglobe.&amp;nbsp; It even has her name on it (she pointed that out in the store to me too when she was showing me &lt;i&gt;exactly&lt;/i&gt; what Margaret should get her).&amp;nbsp; Luckily it didn't take too much of a chunk of the $20 and Margaret got her her very own Monopoly game too.&amp;nbsp; That was a great idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kZCk_MqaZjk/TvATf3ZKgLI/AAAAAAAAEco/nSC7z3EiBb4/s1600/DSCF6697.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kZCk_MqaZjk/TvATf3ZKgLI/AAAAAAAAEco/nSC7z3EiBb4/s320/DSCF6697.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Getting food treats have become a tradition with our kids.&amp;nbsp; We don't normally buy candy or soda to have around the house so they almost always make sure they spend some of that $20 on edible gifts (we limit it to two items that can be consumed -- is that sad that we have to have a rule for that?).&amp;nbsp; I got into the spirit of that this year with Tom. . .I bought him some of his favorite ice cream Snicker treats and had written a note and wrapped the note, telling him where to find his treat.&amp;nbsp; Isn't it funny how the kids are *way* into it, even though they know what it is?&amp;nbsp; They are genuinely excited for him to get his treat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LDyEUwlSPcE/TvAT4EqEulI/AAAAAAAAEcw/RYM31T8Hmh0/s1600/DSCF6700.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LDyEUwlSPcE/TvAT4EqEulI/AAAAAAAAEcw/RYM31T8Hmh0/s320/DSCF6700.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was my stash this year, complements of Tom. . .my food treat was some Starbucks hot chocolate mix (already opened) and there's another scarf to go with the green one still wrapped as well as a pair of warm pj pants. . .and my other "food treat" -- peppermint patties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0TbUiGRRcVA/TvAUKBzNh-I/AAAAAAAAEc8/FTznOSLfWow/s1600/DSCF6701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0TbUiGRRcVA/TvAUKBzNh-I/AAAAAAAAEc8/FTznOSLfWow/s320/DSCF6701.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Frederick scored with this gift from Thomas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ch6qCdGUDJ8/TvAW5kUkijI/AAAAAAAAEdE/Y0wNGAQhCWE/s1600/DSCF6716.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ch6qCdGUDJ8/TvAW5kUkijI/AAAAAAAAEdE/Y0wNGAQhCWE/s400/DSCF6716.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;(now everyone wants one. . .and Santa is done shopping so hopefully they'll get a little money to spend. . .)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bifPxEu8RRo/TvFiniR4IVI/AAAAAAAAEeU/ibmo8f3vEBQ/s1600/2011-12-18+139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bifPxEu8RRo/TvFiniR4IVI/AAAAAAAAEeU/ibmo8f3vEBQ/s320/2011-12-18+139.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And Thomas's food gift. . .Godiva white chocolate peppermint bark.&amp;nbsp; He shared with me, &lt;strike&gt;good&lt;/strike&gt; great son that he is :)&amp;nbsp; His other gift is in his lap -- the Smurf movie.&amp;nbsp; Which, as soon as we were done with the gift opening, went into the DVD player and there was quiet from all seven kids in the house:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_925402226"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_925402227"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ORnWqdvSg5k/TvFY7jSSEII/AAAAAAAAEdU/DH2N6vm6aGM/s1600/2011-12-18+174b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="464" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ORnWqdvSg5k/TvFY7jSSEII/AAAAAAAAEdU/DH2N6vm6aGM/s640/2011-12-18+174b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The excitement of the day wasn't over yet. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eEYV7I9FtlM/TvFataZn61I/AAAAAAAAEdg/sw3pf0yEYZ4/s1600/2011-12-18+177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eEYV7I9FtlM/TvFataZn61I/AAAAAAAAEdg/sw3pf0yEYZ4/s320/2011-12-18+177.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Margaret was baptized too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; The next picture is a view of the church filling up Sunday night. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QIWwoMNxYNM/TvFbQFdw6oI/AAAAAAAAEdo/GGTXV1mqW_o/s1600/2011-12-18+181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QIWwoMNxYNM/TvFbQFdw6oI/AAAAAAAAEdo/GGTXV1mqW_o/s400/2011-12-18+181.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here was "our" crew:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e6fOT0YuVxA/TvFcQgIOsBI/AAAAAAAAEdw/BhMCV_jMdVo/s1600/2011-12-18+182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e6fOT0YuVxA/TvFcQgIOsBI/AAAAAAAAEdw/BhMCV_jMdVo/s320/2011-12-18+182.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Unfortunately, this is the *only* picture Tom got of Margaret and Brother Joel. . .ugh.&amp;nbsp; Luckily there was a photographer in the baptistry Sunday evening due to the large number of baptisms in the service (about 20). . .so, hoping that she got one or two good ones.&amp;nbsp; It was beautiful and I'm the lucky mom who was there with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I-uoqJMg0gs/TvFe46lcKGI/AAAAAAAAEd4/wCskjlCwoag/s1600/2011-12-18+183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I-uoqJMg0gs/TvFe46lcKGI/AAAAAAAAEd4/wCskjlCwoag/s400/2011-12-18+183.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It wasn't the only blurry picture of the day. . .I was sad that this one didn't turn out either:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1m8KtL88fw/TvFfongN4VI/AAAAAAAAEeA/Cdc8HUWg0MA/s1600/2011-12-18+173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1m8KtL88fw/TvFfongN4VI/AAAAAAAAEeA/Cdc8HUWg0MA/s320/2011-12-18+173.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh well. . .the memories will last :)&amp;nbsp; Thanks for trying Thomas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots still to look forward to -- I love this time of the year :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;~ Jenni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-881196358586295672?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/881196358586295672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/881196358586295672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/881196358586295672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-sunday.html' title='Christmas Sunday'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DEdS22J7aUI/Tu9Xdu_j18I/AAAAAAAAEao/KCp6wyxrEEg/s72-c/2011-12-18+122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-4683580149318229285</id><published>2011-12-16T21:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T21:56:34.242-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Season for Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tXOabxo1PYk/TuwJBCgi1wI/AAAAAAAAEag/nVyR2Ba6Jo0/s1600/School+Letter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="419" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tXOabxo1PYk/TuwJBCgi1wI/AAAAAAAAEag/nVyR2Ba6Jo0/s640/School+Letter.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Our lives changed dramatically on Monday morning. . .a principal at a local middle school called me last Friday and asked if I would come in to talk to him "first thing on Monday morning".&amp;nbsp; I really wasn't sure what it was all about but promptly agreed go in at 10 a.m.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had previously interviewed at this school two different times in the past two years for math positions (I'm a former middle school math teacher) but knew that there had been a social studies position posted last month in this school.&amp;nbsp; Since our city is so small and there are very few jobs available (especially in the middle of the year!) I didn't go into the school with high expectations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Interestingly, when I went into the principal's office he said "I didn't ask you to come in here today to interview you.&amp;nbsp; I asked you to come in so I could offer you a job.&amp;nbsp; I've interviewed you enough to know that you're the right person for this job."&amp;nbsp; Wow.&amp;nbsp; I had to ask "for what subject?", "for what grade?", and "what do 7th graders in this state learn in 7th grade social studies?" -- ha!&amp;nbsp; At 10:08 I walked out of the building with a job offer!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Surprisingly, it wasn't an immediate decision for us (Tom &amp;amp; I).&amp;nbsp; First off, I had another interview at another school (again, that just "popped up") at noon for an assistant principal's position.&amp;nbsp; Since I thought that interview might just be a favor I called the principal there to see if I should still come in since I had been offered a job that morning.&amp;nbsp; She encouraged me to (another "wow!") so I did.&amp;nbsp; Secondly, we are content with our &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/08/flexible-schooling.html"&gt;flexible schooling&lt;/a&gt; and I truly *like* being at home with our children.&amp;nbsp; We have excellent support at the school we use and Thomas has been playing basketball for them this season.&amp;nbsp; On another hand, our end goal has always been to put our children back in school and this would be a prime opportunity for them to attend a good school in our area.&amp;nbsp; The Lord provided me an opportunity in the last two years to attend and &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/05/tennis-trip.html"&gt;complete graduate school.&lt;/a&gt; . .I really, really love being a part of the education community and would like to use my education.&amp;nbsp; At noon I attended my second interview and felt that went well too.&amp;nbsp; Since that school was making a decision that day I was able to wait to get a "no" from them and then accept the first job (which is what I truly wanted anyway. . .at this season in my life of course. . .someday I would love to be a principal though!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Which brings me to the letter I received today, making everything "official".&amp;nbsp; YEA!&amp;nbsp; Our children finished up their studies at their satellite school and we had a somewhat tearful parting. . .that school has been a huge support for us these&lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/01/lifestyle-change.html"&gt; last twelve months.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; I wouldn't trade this time or experience for anything.&amp;nbsp; The Lord has again and again slammed doors that we wanted to walk through regarding previous job interviews and such. . .this time we both felt as if He was holding a door wide open for us. . .and, again, we are stepping out in Faith.&amp;nbsp; Only through His power are we able to do this and our greatest prayer is that He is glorified in all we do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am looking forward to this season and so are the kids!&amp;nbsp; Frederick (3rd grade) and Margaret (4th grade) have already met their teachers and Marie (5th grade) and Thomas (7th grade) will be going to school with me and have had a little tour of the building -- as much as I know about it (I have previously subbed in this school).&amp;nbsp; Today was the last day of school for all schools in our area so the kids will begin in January, which is also a new semester.&amp;nbsp; There will be challenges, of course, but we will face them head-on, together, as the family team that we are :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know we will have many memories to share here in 2012!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;~ Jenni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-4683580149318229285?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/4683580149318229285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-season-for-us.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/4683580149318229285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/4683580149318229285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-season-for-us.html' title='A New Season for Us'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tXOabxo1PYk/TuwJBCgi1wI/AAAAAAAAEag/nVyR2Ba6Jo0/s72-c/School+Letter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-2963484109762746755</id><published>2011-12-16T00:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T00:35:18.792-06:00</updated><title type='text'>December 10th, 11:30-1-ish p.m.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VAUQV0RSmxM/Tuci19rU73I/AAAAAAAAEVs/etgl1c7S5Lk/s1600/2011-12-10+187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VAUQV0RSmxM/Tuci19rU73I/AAAAAAAAEVs/etgl1c7S5Lk/s400/2011-12-10+187.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As soon as the&lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/12/thomas-ran-in-another-race-this-morning.html"&gt; race&lt;/a&gt; was over Saturday morning we headed ~22 miles north to another small town in our home county. . .it's our county seat, although we spend most of our time in the larger town we both work in in another county.&amp;nbsp; We happen to live right in the middle.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, we love our county seat. . .it was once a thriving town that stopped growing when they lost a major factory and then a major interstate was put in about 30 miles south in the 70's (I think. . .of course we've only lived here 5+ years so I/my family haven't lived this history).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Frederick is part of a Cub Scout pack that participates in the annual Christmas Parade.&lt;br /&gt;This is the other direction from which we were standing. . .the previous picture we were looking up at the town square:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C7NGt6SS71s/Tuck5gmoirI/AAAAAAAAEV0/H6wHfUdVcEc/s1600/2011-12-10+186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C7NGt6SS71s/Tuck5gmoirI/AAAAAAAAEV0/H6wHfUdVcEc/s400/2011-12-10+186.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;People-watching was so much fun.&amp;nbsp; We had a good half-hour to do this since this must be the longest parade route in the United States. . .Tom and Frederick had to show up at 9 a.m. to line up and the parade was supposed to (did?) start at 11 a.m.&amp;nbsp; We finally saw the police cars at 11:45!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z-q756n7voY/Tucm0kMxf8I/AAAAAAAAEV8/4mQoKJa-74k/s1600/2011-12-10+189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z-q756n7voY/Tucm0kMxf8I/AAAAAAAAEV8/4mQoKJa-74k/s320/2011-12-10+189.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And this is how you kick off a parade in the middle of TN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YzB7w-K0X9w/TucoIB84SOI/AAAAAAAAEWI/X4ZzUhTKB3s/s1600/2011-12-10+190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YzB7w-K0X9w/TucoIB84SOI/AAAAAAAAEWI/X4ZzUhTKB3s/s320/2011-12-10+190.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yep, that would be a Confederate flag kicking things off. . .with a soldier straight from "The War Between the States"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VBJYHhQp9q4/Tucopy1YyUI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/BTQx7uhsbXY/s1600/2011-12-10+191b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VBJYHhQp9q4/Tucopy1YyUI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/BTQx7uhsbXY/s400/2011-12-10+191b.jpg" width="388" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Other highlights of the parade (or things I got pictures of. . .my camera batteries were low):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-znSlmR23mtw/Tucp9-vYxqI/AAAAAAAAEWY/n9wXAtSZ5mM/s1600/2011-12-10+193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-znSlmR23mtw/Tucp9-vYxqI/AAAAAAAAEWY/n9wXAtSZ5mM/s320/2011-12-10+193.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fire departments from every city/town in the county (and Marie and Thomas waiting for candy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sw3zFAwwR4U/TurlLgs40rI/AAAAAAAAEaM/13ird7212pw/s1600/2011-12-10+212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sw3zFAwwR4U/TurlLgs40rI/AAAAAAAAEaM/13ird7212pw/s320/2011-12-10+212.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;GOT SOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rdkMb7hen1c/TucqdKm7VLI/AAAAAAAAEWo/4bzCqhHLsgw/s1600/2011-12-10+214.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rdkMb7hen1c/TucqdKm7VLI/AAAAAAAAEWo/4bzCqhHLsgw/s320/2011-12-10+214.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was a fun car :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAokJc9PQ4E/TucqvOtWu6I/AAAAAAAAEWw/6E_8yhXq20w/s1600/2011-12-10+221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAokJc9PQ4E/TucqvOtWu6I/AAAAAAAAEWw/6E_8yhXq20w/s320/2011-12-10+221.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And semis. . .we really couldn't believe how many. . .as far as you could see. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oqk2aPAD8ro/TurKqcrh78I/AAAAAAAAEXM/XmxVJxJ-FRQ/s1600/2011-12-10+222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oqk2aPAD8ro/TurKqcrh78I/AAAAAAAAEXM/XmxVJxJ-FRQ/s320/2011-12-10+222.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Did you notice something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj0DB9IzEmQ/TurLCu8O0TI/AAAAAAAAEXU/AZxY8hFull0/s1600/2011-12-10+223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fj0DB9IzEmQ/TurLCu8O0TI/AAAAAAAAEXU/AZxY8hFull0/s320/2011-12-10+223.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They all had matching wreaths to their front grills.&amp;nbsp; Gotta love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-roajjfN3gWM/TucqOjgk6yI/AAAAAAAAEWg/dECcZRTntCE/s320/2011-12-10+208.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some interesting tractor wheels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VqzWfsdxh_I/TurOat1M5aI/AAAAAAAAEXc/kqpXB1STtZE/s1600/2011-12-10+225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VqzWfsdxh_I/TurOat1M5aI/AAAAAAAAEXc/kqpXB1STtZE/s400/2011-12-10+225.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The requisite high school marching band (our county only has one HS so there was only one band. . .too bad because those are always *my* favorite parts of a parade. . .)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; And a not-very-good shot of our winning football team (I somehow just couldn't get a good angle. . .even chased them up the street!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DiJkOuf53sM/TurQWJkwAlI/AAAAAAAAEXk/N8q77Rvic5Q/s1600/2011-12-10+218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DiJkOuf53sM/TurQWJkwAlI/AAAAAAAAEXk/N8q77Rvic5Q/s400/2011-12-10+218.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmK0f6k4T_I/TurijzofMOI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/UYtGoWSZUA4/s1600/2011-12-10+232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmK0f6k4T_I/TurijzofMOI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/UYtGoWSZUA4/s320/2011-12-10+232.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here come the horses, sleigh bells, and covered wagons. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OqStAUWPvPA/Turi1EU2D2I/AAAAAAAAEaE/EpONsOHan5Y/s1600/2011-12-10+237.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OqStAUWPvPA/Turi1EU2D2I/AAAAAAAAEaE/EpONsOHan5Y/s400/2011-12-10+237.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;. . .I don't think Ma &amp;amp; Pa Ingalls had a ride quite this comfortable though :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; And this beautiful girl went by too. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WNvnSp6Za4c/TurSSNIS_WI/AAAAAAAAEXw/lRMt1B49lck/s1600/2011-12-10+199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WNvnSp6Za4c/TurSSNIS_WI/AAAAAAAAEXw/lRMt1B49lck/s320/2011-12-10+199.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Margaret was riding in the truck pulling the float. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fu0MOg5o_1w/TurTU2miRAI/AAAAAAAAEX4/M4NqREGGo2Q/s1600/2011-12-10+198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fu0MOg5o_1w/TurTU2miRAI/AAAAAAAAEX4/M4NqREGGo2Q/s640/2011-12-10+198.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is another float I had to chase down the street -- Frederick just would not pay attention to me -- ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-paSv1v22ulU/TurUsfOx6DI/AAAAAAAAEYA/mGmZZfFQ8Po/s1600/2011-12-10+200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-paSv1v22ulU/TurUsfOx6DI/AAAAAAAAEYA/mGmZZfFQ8Po/s400/2011-12-10+200.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Frederick's best friend, Scott, seems to be yelling and pointing "look over there" (meaning in our direction) but Frederick is to the right, in the grey &amp;amp; yellow hat, not paying attention at all. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1NO7c7EyMtA/TurVJm5TgiI/AAAAAAAAEYQ/OopfVCDA8kE/s1600/2011-12-10+202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1NO7c7EyMtA/TurVJm5TgiI/AAAAAAAAEYQ/OopfVCDA8kE/s320/2011-12-10+202.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nope, still not looking. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--vfW-slhQ3I/TurVZUIdd4I/AAAAAAAAEYY/9ACVZjSfS30/s1600/2011-12-10+203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--vfW-slhQ3I/TurVZUIdd4I/AAAAAAAAEYY/9ACVZjSfS30/s320/2011-12-10+203.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ah, finally, he turns to smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bx4_7GMacUM/TurXVZNhgrI/AAAAAAAAEYk/MNRLT0SANQk/s1600/2011-12-10+203b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bx4_7GMacUM/TurXVZNhgrI/AAAAAAAAEYk/MNRLT0SANQk/s320/2011-12-10+203b.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here are some pics that Tom snapped before the parade route:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Frederick holding some of the "loot" he was going to throw out: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcTnMNcAGrM/TurZHsImcqI/AAAAAAAAEYs/H4GsEVZKpKg/s1600/2011-12-10+288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="335" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcTnMNcAGrM/TurZHsImcqI/AAAAAAAAEYs/H4GsEVZKpKg/s400/2011-12-10+288.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iCR3O-HsmkA/Turblj02YmI/AAAAAAAAEY8/jpwN0vJXdIk/s1600/2011-12-10+290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iCR3O-HsmkA/Turblj02YmI/AAAAAAAAEY8/jpwN0vJXdIk/s320/2011-12-10+290.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Frederick (left) and Scott -- it was COLD out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7sAjfPTvjk/TurZZZs-2NI/AAAAAAAAEY0/dKiNQXTvspM/s1600/2011-12-10+292b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="384" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7sAjfPTvjk/TurZZZs-2NI/AAAAAAAAEY0/dKiNQXTvspM/s640/2011-12-10+292b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And all the boys who came out to ride and throw candy (dads too).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After the parade we headed out for Mexican:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qu-KcY7xgEo/Turd6VFSF0I/AAAAAAAAEZE/rw2r6TB6jh0/s1600/2011-12-10+242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qu-KcY7xgEo/Turd6VFSF0I/AAAAAAAAEZE/rw2r6TB6jh0/s320/2011-12-10+242.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Scott &amp;amp; Frederick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wtgP6k0aK1Y/TureLtBqrsI/AAAAAAAAEZQ/J0ZERmSDvM0/s1600/2011-12-10+243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wtgP6k0aK1Y/TureLtBqrsI/AAAAAAAAEZQ/J0ZERmSDvM0/s320/2011-12-10+243.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bean &amp;amp; Margaret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--aWAQYScXuk/Turekt_mOII/AAAAAAAAEZY/EMibDbt4y0s/s1600/2011-12-10+244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--aWAQYScXuk/Turekt_mOII/AAAAAAAAEZY/EMibDbt4y0s/s320/2011-12-10+244.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Daddy and Bean (funny fact:&amp;nbsp; Bean *refused* to have his picture taken earlier in the day!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GzSKBN1ME3g/Ture_3w2gJI/AAAAAAAAEZg/U5utglM65Qw/s1600/2011-12-10+247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GzSKBN1ME3g/Ture_3w2gJI/AAAAAAAAEZg/U5utglM65Qw/s320/2011-12-10+247.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Marie and Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FoRdbD8UVDQ/TurfZl0FOyI/AAAAAAAAEZo/8msi7Ljm6RI/s1600/2011-12-10+249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FoRdbD8UVDQ/TurfZl0FOyI/AAAAAAAAEZo/8msi7Ljm6RI/s320/2011-12-10+249.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Marie &amp;amp; Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jg5iDfjGEWA/Turf04B5GtI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/LVruYT9UAlM/s1600/2011-12-10+252.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jg5iDfjGEWA/Turf04B5GtI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/LVruYT9UAlM/s320/2011-12-10+252.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;. . .and Thomas. . .glad I got this picture. . .you only see him eating Mexican at a Mexican restaurant about twice a year -- ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We came home and just enjoyed being *home* for the remainder of our day.&amp;nbsp; It was such a beautiful, sun-shiney day. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p42TIa3dqZ4/TuP3xJXH_RI/AAAAAAAAEVk/60DzrFV4SY8/s1600/2011-12-10+169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p42TIa3dqZ4/TuP3xJXH_RI/AAAAAAAAEVk/60DzrFV4SY8/s320/2011-12-10+169.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Jingle Bell Run was this morning. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P1TfCXfiwCM/TuPRWVZFPDI/AAAAAAAAEUE/MS47cEzXOww/s1600/2011-12-10+162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P1TfCXfiwCM/TuPRWVZFPDI/AAAAAAAAEUE/MS47cEzXOww/s640/2011-12-10+162.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;. . .and Thomas ran again -- his third race in as many months!&amp;nbsp; Does he look cold?&amp;nbsp; He should. . .this is what my phone said about our weather:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjAaFvAhOks/TuPSYcr2qII/AAAAAAAAEUM/fJ2ZOyA8GKY/s1600/2011-12-10+168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjAaFvAhOks/TuPSYcr2qII/AAAAAAAAEUM/fJ2ZOyA8GKY/s320/2011-12-10+168.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It really &lt;i&gt;felt&lt;/i&gt; a lot colder.&amp;nbsp; The wind was really icy cold.&amp;nbsp; Thomas had not brought a hat &lt;i&gt;or&lt;/i&gt; gloves -- ugh!&amp;nbsp; Marie was with us and had a Santa hat that she lent him and I gave him my gloves.&amp;nbsp; It was a 5K Jingle Bell Run.&lt;br /&gt;Santa and Frosty were there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oyprI86XUTQ/TuPT_gUG2eI/AAAAAAAAEUU/Ugu97zrfPME/s1600/2011-12-10+164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oyprI86XUTQ/TuPT_gUG2eI/AAAAAAAAEUU/Ugu97zrfPME/s320/2011-12-10+164.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9CJ29o-08LU/TuPURSKqowI/AAAAAAAAEUg/eVxQAPHIVyo/s1600/2011-12-10+165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9CJ29o-08LU/TuPURSKqowI/AAAAAAAAEUg/eVxQAPHIVyo/s320/2011-12-10+165.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And he's lined up, ready for the cannon shot.&lt;br /&gt;(There were some great costumes out there as well as a few people with bare arms and legs -- I can't imagine!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kYepIm0Ni1o/TuPV5snVSvI/AAAAAAAAEUo/EvshgYt1ZF8/s1600/2011-12-10+171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kYepIm0Ni1o/TuPV5snVSvI/AAAAAAAAEUo/EvshgYt1ZF8/s320/2011-12-10+171.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here comes the first runner. . .about 17 minutes later (!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2FJhclWykC4/TuPZw7bPQgI/AAAAAAAAEUw/kwKh34AIGC8/s1600/2011-12-10+173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2FJhclWykC4/TuPZw7bPQgI/AAAAAAAAEUw/kwKh34AIGC8/s320/2011-12-10+173.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;. . .and about 4 minutes later I saw Thomas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tORtfqR8jCs/TuPa-N59YmI/AAAAAAAAEU4/ypX0C2pxU4A/s1600/2011-12-10+174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tORtfqR8jCs/TuPa-N59YmI/AAAAAAAAEU4/ypX0C2pxU4A/s400/2011-12-10+174.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-2011.html"&gt;again&lt;/a&gt;, he passes the man just ahead of him at the finish line -- ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KoCo_Kjml1s/TuPfYqV_O1I/AAAAAAAAEVA/0WUgNEcxw_s/s1600/2011-12-10+176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KoCo_Kjml1s/TuPfYqV_O1I/AAAAAAAAEVA/0WUgNEcxw_s/s320/2011-12-10+176.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was shouting at them. . ."numbers 9 &amp;amp; 10. . .you're number 9 &amp;amp; 10".&amp;nbsp; I figured it would push him on.&amp;nbsp; And it did. . .he passed the other guy over the finish line. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ggXL6WUYzzo/TuPo3GCTucI/AAAAAAAAEVI/Wv_nj__Xv2U/s1600/2011-12-10+177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ggXL6WUYzzo/TuPo3GCTucI/AAAAAAAAEVI/Wv_nj__Xv2U/s640/2011-12-10+177.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Less then 22.5 minutes -- wow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-II1y_2aqi0U/TuPr_Lyne7I/AAAAAAAAEVU/xnrjGMGmjaE/s1600/2011-12-10+179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-II1y_2aqi0U/TuPr_Lyne7I/AAAAAAAAEVU/xnrjGMGmjaE/s320/2011-12-10+179.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yep, this is completely un-posed.&amp;nbsp; This is what "Mom, I'm &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; hungry.&amp;nbsp; I don't want oatmeal" an hour/two before will do to you after running a 7:10-mile pace.&amp;nbsp; But he soon recovered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ROE3FsPNFVs/TuPytUYtq5I/AAAAAAAAEVc/rVsnsE-NYR4/s1600/2011-12-10+178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ROE3FsPNFVs/TuPytUYtq5I/AAAAAAAAEVc/rVsnsE-NYR4/s400/2011-12-10+178.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And said, (don't read this part Aunt Jodi):&amp;nbsp; "I'm never running another race".&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-10513453877536669?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/10513453877536669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/12/thomas-ran-in-another-race-this-morning.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/10513453877536669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/10513453877536669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/12/thomas-ran-in-another-race-this-morning.html' title='December 10th, 10-10:30 a.m.'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p42TIa3dqZ4/TuP3xJXH_RI/AAAAAAAAEVk/60DzrFV4SY8/s72-c/2011-12-10+169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-6611222210147922314</id><published>2011-11-29T08:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T08:10:15.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2011</title><content type='html'>Thomas ran in the annual Turkey Trot 5K which the YMCA puts together each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K0iFKnldN9c/TtHKEzBwADI/AAAAAAAAEPw/BSSoanPKz7E/s1600/IMG_0141.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K0iFKnldN9c/TtHKEzBwADI/AAAAAAAAEPw/BSSoanPKz7E/s320/IMG_0141.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Of course I'm on the "wrong" computer to make the pictures come out right.&amp;nbsp; Sigh.&amp;nbsp; This is before the race, about 7 a.m.&amp;nbsp; He's going to do GREAT, I just know it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fhPeI3QVGLE/TtHKar0kTSI/AAAAAAAAEP8/UjQyULS0Zks/s1600/IMG_0144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fhPeI3QVGLE/TtHKar0kTSI/AAAAAAAAEP8/UjQyULS0Zks/s400/IMG_0144.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was working for the Y that morning, helping people to pick up their race packets and then watching the kids left behind when their parent(s) went to run but did sneak out to get a picture of the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tRrCSXWF7FU/TtHKzCHB6jI/AAAAAAAAEQE/BhSDbbSs9rY/s1600/IMG_0148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tRrCSXWF7FU/TtHKzCHB6jI/AAAAAAAAEQE/BhSDbbSs9rY/s640/IMG_0148.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There were 500 runners registered and 423 that actually showed up to run (some of the registrations were for the kids' 1-mile fun run too).&amp;nbsp; Thomas was right out in front to start the race -- he's in the green cap right of center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lajkamrtxNo/TtHLhEdV9YI/AAAAAAAAEQU/LBgp_Nyuo4s/s1600/IMG_0150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lajkamrtxNo/TtHLhEdV9YI/AAAAAAAAEQU/LBgp_Nyuo4s/s400/IMG_0150.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I left my post (again) inside 20 minutes after the race began and saw him already coming up the street!&amp;nbsp; (He did pass the guy in front of him in his sprint to the end.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-crQYFK-wWQc/TtHL4mL6JfI/AAAAAAAAEQg/UQPMG2xIrx8/s1600/IMG_0151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-crQYFK-wWQc/TtHL4mL6JfI/AAAAAAAAEQg/UQPMG2xIrx8/s400/IMG_0151.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My dad was there, Tom, Thomas's sister Marie and his brother Frederick. . .all cheering him in these last few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-glnEHLeJ1P8/TtHMJClrQEI/AAAAAAAAEQo/Txl0PU2ZzQQ/s1600/IMG_0152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-glnEHLeJ1P8/TtHMJClrQEI/AAAAAAAAEQo/Txl0PU2ZzQQ/s400/IMG_0152.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was (obviously) trying to get a picture of his time. . .officially it was 21:17.&amp;nbsp; WAY TO GO THOMAS!!!!&amp;nbsp; He ended up coming in 17th overall, out of those 423 runners -- yea!&amp;nbsp; So proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the race was cleaned up and awards given (he placed 5th in his age category, 11-19) we headed home to clean ourselves up and head to our family about 80 miles west of here.&amp;nbsp; Nana and Grandpa Fred were here and went with us since it was the Bell family we were eating with, and my dad headed to Nashville because my sister and all of her in-law family was there for the weekend to celebrate the holiday at the &lt;a href="http://www.gaylordhotels.com/opryland-home.html?source=GO%7C%7CPPC%7CGenL%7C%7C%7CG-GaylordBroad&amp;amp;s_kwcid=TC%7C23004%7Cgaylord%20opryland%20hotel%7C%7CS%7Cb%7C8243900721"&gt;Gaylord Opryland Hotel.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3q9TgFlRjvo/TtHQsDsiAUI/AAAAAAAAEQw/3D-wwsBjWr0/s1600/DSCF6178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3q9TgFlRjvo/TtHQsDsiAUI/AAAAAAAAEQw/3D-wwsBjWr0/s400/DSCF6178.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Debbie's &lt;i&gt;beautifully &lt;/i&gt;decorated table. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fHYvNVcvYlk/TtHQ-n2yEkI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/0IEi6PyA0DA/s1600/DSCF6179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fHYvNVcvYlk/TtHQ-n2yEkI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/0IEi6PyA0DA/s400/DSCF6179.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zjafgXqzTqE/TtOEkuxQQiI/AAAAAAAAER0/_zFS_BeeDog/s1600/DSCF6221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zjafgXqzTqE/TtOEkuxQQiI/AAAAAAAAER0/_zFS_BeeDog/s320/DSCF6221.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And one of my favorite things. . .her Thanksgiving tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D7JywsKdEek/TtRaolUtS5I/AAAAAAAAESY/P70Xk4_mFx0/s1600/2011-11-26+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D7JywsKdEek/TtRaolUtS5I/AAAAAAAAESY/P70Xk4_mFx0/s320/2011-11-26+040.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N5kE8aJeVD0/TtRa43wrtxI/AAAAAAAAESg/ol2QvcnocbA/s1600/2011-11-26+041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N5kE8aJeVD0/TtRa43wrtxI/AAAAAAAAESg/ol2QvcnocbA/s320/2011-11-26+041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cousins. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Li8OiaVbCRs/TtOBjFzuE4I/AAAAAAAAERU/uI53SjMTWSg/s1600/DSCF6199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Li8OiaVbCRs/TtOBjFzuE4I/AAAAAAAAERU/uI53SjMTWSg/s400/DSCF6199.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And brothers. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gnZ3cR4kg4c/TtOBTbtM_QI/AAAAAAAAERM/D4S35I5hNco/s1600/DSCF6188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gnZ3cR4kg4c/TtOBTbtM_QI/AAAAAAAAERM/D4S35I5hNco/s400/DSCF6188.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-miNnN3Kslyw/TtODJCJP9NI/AAAAAAAAERc/btwA1QIOL0o/s1600/DSCF6229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-miNnN3Kslyw/TtODJCJP9NI/AAAAAAAAERc/btwA1QIOL0o/s400/DSCF6229.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa Fred &amp;amp; Nana&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgpUt-dSeIc/TtODZWTKqNI/AAAAAAAAERk/UDcIiLnTl4M/s1600/DSCF6226.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lgpUt-dSeIc/TtODZWTKqNI/AAAAAAAAERk/UDcIiLnTl4M/s320/DSCF6226.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RcZfq7Vfi0U/TtOD_8omzoI/AAAAAAAAERs/m9PVmgemUKk/s1600/DSCF6225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RcZfq7Vfi0U/TtOD_8omzoI/AAAAAAAAERs/m9PVmgemUKk/s320/DSCF6225.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5UxTf4_VjVo/TtRZl76pX7I/AAAAAAAAESQ/gS3WBdkdHGE/s400/2011-11-26+072.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tom's beautiful cousin Debbie and me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And the entire family, all 20 of us:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-og3f0Hp_o0M/TtRYitTJ0lI/AAAAAAAAESI/fgC3iaj5bwU/s1600/2011-11-26+071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-og3f0Hp_o0M/TtRYitTJ0lI/AAAAAAAAESI/fgC3iaj5bwU/s640/2011-11-26+071.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; We had lots and lots of food (of course):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tdXyoctpioM/TtTYBBnd3kI/AAAAAAAAESo/CCmetrHQuuQ/s1600/2011-11-26+046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tdXyoctpioM/TtTYBBnd3kI/AAAAAAAAESo/CCmetrHQuuQ/s400/2011-11-26+046.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We brought appetizers:&amp;nbsp; meatballs, chipped-beef cheese ball, and &lt;a href="http://www.dorothylane.com/"&gt;Dorothy Lane Market's&lt;/a&gt; spinach dip -- yum! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m5GS-hPeExY/TtTYqCDDi5I/AAAAAAAAESw/T66X3cbdeE4/s1600/2011-11-26+070b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m5GS-hPeExY/TtTYqCDDi5I/AAAAAAAAESw/T66X3cbdeE4/s400/2011-11-26+070b.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Patrick roasted a turkey, smoked a turkey, and fried a turkey.&amp;nbsp; Yep, that's three turkeys for 20 of us :)&lt;br /&gt;And a self-service bar -- my kids are crazy about anyone that serves soda for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lk4kWc_Bkek/TtTaIAbAcaI/AAAAAAAAES8/pK-2Z2boJSY/s1600/2011-11-26+066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lk4kWc_Bkek/TtTaIAbAcaI/AAAAAAAAES8/pK-2Z2boJSY/s320/2011-11-26+066.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Time to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8In3AGZlXgc/TtTcLyzpYJI/AAAAAAAAETM/r8LTOBZuxHs/s1600/2011-11-26+073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8In3AGZlXgc/TtTcLyzpYJI/AAAAAAAAETM/r8LTOBZuxHs/s400/2011-11-26+073.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The only pictures I have of Tom from the day. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ilyrAc6nuOA/TtTboR5OQ8I/AAAAAAAAETE/r7sMypp7BCo/s1600/2011-11-26+067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ilyrAc6nuOA/TtTboR5OQ8I/AAAAAAAAETE/r7sMypp7BCo/s320/2011-11-26+067.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Serving turkey. . .&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z_3tFZNyQkE/TtTc_Hin7sI/AAAAAAAAETU/3qcBsf4WBm0/s1600/2011-11-26+083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z_3tFZNyQkE/TtTc_Hin7sI/AAAAAAAAETU/3qcBsf4WBm0/s320/2011-11-26+083.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;and doing dishes. . .what a servant!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This picture cracks me up. . .the kids getting "instructions" on how to behave at the dessert table!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B12-kizIg1A/TtTd7151foI/AAAAAAAAETc/95XU1TyYOqI/s1600/2011-11-26+084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B12-kizIg1A/TtTd7151foI/AAAAAAAAETc/95XU1TyYOqI/s400/2011-11-26+084.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After the kids blazed through the adults took their turn :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zGOkc_4Rwhg/TtTgUsosZbI/AAAAAAAAETo/2aEb4pcEluk/s1600/2011-11-26+089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zGOkc_4Rwhg/TtTgUsosZbI/AAAAAAAAETo/2aEb4pcEluk/s320/2011-11-26+089.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We brought cupcakes and Nancy made apple and pumpkin pies; Aunt Barbara also made a pumpkin pie and Patrick a carrot cake. . .look what the kids left for us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mvbhn7eH-xs/TtTlvjgTtZI/AAAAAAAAETw/1ISZa_Q-9YY/s1600/2011-11-26+088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mvbhn7eH-xs/TtTlvjgTtZI/AAAAAAAAETw/1ISZa_Q-9YY/s320/2011-11-26+088.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yep, the &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-familys-favorite-dessert.html"&gt;peanutbutter pie&lt;/a&gt; that we brought (of course) disappeared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful, blessed, full, happy, thankful Thanksgiving!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMyIHvuSjP4/TtTmjrGhcMI/AAAAAAAAET4/GgRDqcxKaAY/s1600/2011-11-26+091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMyIHvuSjP4/TtTmjrGhcMI/AAAAAAAAET4/GgRDqcxKaAY/s640/2011-11-26+091.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-6611222210147922314?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/6611222210147922314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-2011.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/6611222210147922314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/6611222210147922314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanksgiving-2011.html' title='Thanksgiving 2011'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K0iFKnldN9c/TtHKEzBwADI/AAAAAAAAEPw/BSSoanPKz7E/s72-c/IMG_0141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-2730730666189366189</id><published>2011-11-21T14:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T14:21:58.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Right Now</title><content type='html'>It is a gray, rainy day.&amp;nbsp; Right now it is drizzling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n1N85LfFm7U/TsqkRPmJuXI/AAAAAAAAEOY/BDfMY0fMaE8/s1600/DSCF6144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n1N85LfFm7U/TsqkRPmJuXI/AAAAAAAAEOY/BDfMY0fMaE8/s400/DSCF6144.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yea, you can't tell though, can you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pKVMS3kpRRE/TsqngYN7xTI/AAAAAAAAEOg/iAp6y3bvv3o/s1600/DSCF6146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pKVMS3kpRRE/TsqngYN7xTI/AAAAAAAAEOg/iAp6y3bvv3o/s400/DSCF6146.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is some sort of kicking-the-balls-at-one-another game.&amp;nbsp; I was just taking pictures. . .and getting wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7JfbSZz_by0/Tsqs1nT_ijI/AAAAAAAAEPY/nLefRA6KJoM/s1600/DSCF6164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7JfbSZz_by0/Tsqs1nT_ijI/AAAAAAAAEPY/nLefRA6KJoM/s400/DSCF6164.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; They love jumping on the trampoline when it's raining or snowing and slipping and sliding around.&amp;nbsp; Rain is better because they put on swimsuits or something else that is just as easy to dry. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hwEcXzrdIDE/TsqoxCXwzsI/AAAAAAAAEO0/NT93JtayhuA/s1600/DSCF6149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hwEcXzrdIDE/TsqoxCXwzsI/AAAAAAAAEO0/NT93JtayhuA/s400/DSCF6149.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;One of the kids even mentioned that &lt;i&gt;it's November 21st and we're outside in our swimsuits!!!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_DYpeEaI66U/TsqpCZV4PdI/AAAAAAAAEO8/eVTprO9OVy4/s1600/DSCF6156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_DYpeEaI66U/TsqpCZV4PdI/AAAAAAAAEO8/eVTprO9OVy4/s400/DSCF6156.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Weather.com says it's 64 degrees outside. . .good enough for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xlb8HQ6SUe0/TsqqPUKzJxI/AAAAAAAAEPE/vN1CtGqoZKk/s1600/DSCF6159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xlb8HQ6SUe0/TsqqPUKzJxI/AAAAAAAAEPE/vN1CtGqoZKk/s400/DSCF6159.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Will someone get hurt/mad? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-61o5p3xEqes/TsqrOJqlA1I/AAAAAAAAEPM/UGf9vUXOZro/s1600/DSCF6163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-61o5p3xEqes/TsqrOJqlA1I/AAAAAAAAEPM/UGf9vUXOZro/s400/DSCF6163.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Probably.&amp;nbsp; But I choose to remember the smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DTNkWr71WTc/Tsqnyvh3xkI/AAAAAAAAEOo/vMnSZPICYw4/s1600/DSCF6147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DTNkWr71WTc/Tsqnyvh3xkI/AAAAAAAAEOo/vMnSZPICYw4/s400/DSCF6147.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And the energy burned :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7sntKIQRSCE/TsqttmLbtwI/AAAAAAAAEPg/HzMHEnovBdw/s1600/DSCF6165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7sntKIQRSCE/TsqttmLbtwI/AAAAAAAAEPg/HzMHEnovBdw/s400/DSCF6165.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If they were in school and had free time they would &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; be allowed outside in the&lt;strike&gt; rain&lt;/strike&gt; drizzle. . .they'd be sitting in the dark watching a movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MTBEVFo2HHE/TsqyVsfSIVI/AAAAAAAAEPo/IQ5DdNWfuvE/s1600/DSCF6173.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MTBEVFo2HHE/TsqyVsfSIVI/AAAAAAAAEPo/IQ5DdNWfuvE/s320/DSCF6173.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting at the door for towels&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I prefer this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-2730730666189366189?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/2730730666189366189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/11/right-now.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/2730730666189366189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/2730730666189366189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/11/right-now.html' title='Right Now'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n1N85LfFm7U/TsqkRPmJuXI/AAAAAAAAEOY/BDfMY0fMaE8/s72-c/DSCF6144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-911421234379775698</id><published>2011-11-19T11:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T11:34:47.782-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Basketball Hoop!</title><content type='html'>The post the grandpas have been looking for (and I don't even know that they read. . .but Nana and Mammaw will certainly point it out -- ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3iAp54dNBM/Tse7Y11z4AI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/8WM5ONEHTXs/s1600/DSCF6022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3iAp54dNBM/Tse7Y11z4AI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/8WM5ONEHTXs/s400/DSCF6022.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Think maybe it was time for a new one???&amp;nbsp; The old one was a gift to the kids when we first moved down here 5+ years ago.&amp;nbsp; We've had a couple of nets, I've backed into the base, it fell over a few times (the wind down here can be wicked), and Grandpa Fred even tried to make a new backboard at one point.&amp;nbsp; Well, with Thomas making the basketball team at the school we're registered at and just the eyesore that it is in our driveway the grandpas got together and surprised us with a new system!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FhdyKBeOz7Q/Tse9NvwO7yI/AAAAAAAAEFY/1b6AdSqqBYI/s1600/DSCF6014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FhdyKBeOz7Q/Tse9NvwO7yI/AAAAAAAAEFY/1b6AdSqqBYI/s320/DSCF6014.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, here we go with the sideways pictures again. . .ugh.&amp;nbsp; Think it might be this computer.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, putting this together last Sunday gave father-and-son a chance to spend the afternoon together!&lt;br /&gt;(OK, switching computers. . .let's see if this helps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OhohMARkKk/TsfVL9diXmI/AAAAAAAAEF0/Da-ouq7N67Q/s1600/2011-11-14+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3OhohMARkKk/TsfVL9diXmI/AAAAAAAAEF0/Da-ouq7N67Q/s400/2011-11-14+025.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Ha!&amp;nbsp; Changing computers helped!&amp;nbsp; Wonder why. . .)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XezTiHGBIVA/TsfV1bMBEFI/AAAAAAAAEGE/rux8GBwvOWE/s1600/2011-11-14+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XezTiHGBIVA/TsfV1bMBEFI/AAAAAAAAEGE/rux8GBwvOWE/s320/2011-11-14+026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8n_1xkb2wLc/TsfWGCNwIXI/AAAAAAAAEGQ/NZewc1Kt4Eo/s1600/2011-11-14+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8n_1xkb2wLc/TsfWGCNwIXI/AAAAAAAAEGQ/NZewc1Kt4Eo/s320/2011-11-14+029.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JVkV6SNa5MA/TsfWU1Ugq-I/AAAAAAAAEGY/VhUXF0z2Yco/s1600/2011-11-14+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JVkV6SNa5MA/TsfWU1Ugq-I/AAAAAAAAEGY/VhUXF0z2Yco/s400/2011-11-14+031.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This made me laugh. . .another instance where there is some identical dressing going on (not sure if it was on purpose like&lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2010/09/tom-his-mini-me.html"&gt; last time&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;They got it up. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-17esSQMvnig/TsfktqzrnzI/AAAAAAAAEGg/AE5INkxAU1I/s1600/2011-11-14+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-17esSQMvnig/TsfktqzrnzI/AAAAAAAAEGg/AE5INkxAU1I/s320/2011-11-14+033.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another white t-shirt!&amp;nbsp; Tom's starting a trend --ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOqo153m9yY/Tsfk8vjvH_I/AAAAAAAAEGo/P3pVOqMiqrQ/s1600/2011-11-14+036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOqo153m9yY/Tsfk8vjvH_I/AAAAAAAAEGo/P3pVOqMiqrQ/s400/2011-11-14+036.JPG" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look at Michael Jordan. . .a.k.a. Frederick. . .watch out Upwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4Ao_xgQN4k/TsflR-Hb6RI/AAAAAAAAEGw/3pqtyhWiDuk/s1600/2011-11-14+037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4Ao_xgQN4k/TsflR-Hb6RI/AAAAAAAAEGw/3pqtyhWiDuk/s320/2011-11-14+037.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was *windy* out there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LIMMmTimcME/TsflfrAwq1I/AAAAAAAAEG8/xcUQScbNg9k/s1600/2011-11-14+039b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LIMMmTimcME/TsflfrAwq1I/AAAAAAAAEG8/xcUQScbNg9k/s320/2011-11-14+039b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eqqC0bzpxno/Tsfl0o8SEfI/AAAAAAAAEHE/HBj911TWfjU/s1600/2011-11-14+041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eqqC0bzpxno/Tsfl0o8SEfI/AAAAAAAAEHE/HBj911TWfjU/s320/2011-11-14+041.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yea, she can shoot a pretty good ball too :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THANK YOU VERY, VERY MUCH, GRANDPA FRED AND GRANDPA FOSTER, FOR THE AWESOME NEW BASKETBALL SYSTEM!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-911421234379775698?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/911421234379775698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-basketball-hoop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/911421234379775698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/911421234379775698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-basketball-hoop.html' title='New Basketball Hoop!'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3iAp54dNBM/Tse7Y11z4AI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/8WM5ONEHTXs/s72-c/DSCF6022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-5441635892869800885</id><published>2011-11-17T23:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T23:15:40.682-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We Now Have a Teenager in the House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sH_bmfHHJsA/TsXa5bt8sdI/AAAAAAAAD8w/tdm5JBkeBbY/s1600/DSCF6039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sH_bmfHHJsA/TsXa5bt8sdI/AAAAAAAAD8w/tdm5JBkeBbY/s400/DSCF6039.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 13th birthday Thomas! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; It was a full day. . .I am tired.&amp;nbsp; I think you are too because we sent everyone to bed at 9:45 and haven't heard a sound since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got the chair picture with you holding up "13" on your hands but it keeps turning sideways and I don't have the patience to figure it out right now. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mCoZomQHEmM/TsXZVC7b30I/AAAAAAAAD8g/mMPy1zwKI2Y/s1600/Robert+13+chair+picture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mCoZomQHEmM/TsXZVC7b30I/AAAAAAAAD8g/mMPy1zwKI2Y/s400/Robert+13+chair+picture.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I only have 1/2 the days' photos downloaded and edited. . .while Margaret was at gymnastics tonight I loaded the pictures we had already taken (thank you for getting your chair picture first thing!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AsfEqpFeK0w/TsXcL40q3pI/AAAAAAAAD84/hJY0X8QKUGs/s1600/DSCF6044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AsfEqpFeK0w/TsXcL40q3pI/AAAAAAAAD84/hJY0X8QKUGs/s400/DSCF6044.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; You all began the day with a little basketball before &lt;a href="http://www.communitybiblestudy.org/"&gt;Community Bible Study&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And you talked everyone in to a picture -- thank you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QsZD3ex1Qjw/TsXdJ1BcnUI/AAAAAAAAD9A/5QTstisLGsg/s1600/DSCF6045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QsZD3ex1Qjw/TsXdJ1BcnUI/AAAAAAAAD9A/5QTstisLGsg/s640/DSCF6045.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And Marie even took one of us. . .remember how we were comparing our heights in the mirror this morning before we put shoes on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a17Lr43zU1M/TsXe3cqtAkI/AAAAAAAAD9I/aIlpeZ7-w6Y/s1600/DSCF6046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a17Lr43zU1M/TsXe3cqtAkI/AAAAAAAAD9I/aIlpeZ7-w6Y/s400/DSCF6046.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On our way to CBS we made a quick stop at Ralph's so your could treat your teen class today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QoElbATgQmI/TsXfaEptp9I/AAAAAAAAD9U/JbQh_J7TjXA/s1600/DSCF6047b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QoElbATgQmI/TsXfaEptp9I/AAAAAAAAD9U/JbQh_J7TjXA/s400/DSCF6047b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went to see It's A Wonderful Life (put on by our local children's theatre) this afternoon with our co-op group and then you had a few free hours at home before basketball practice.&amp;nbsp; I let you open Grandpa Foster's gift early because it was something you could do with your siblings for the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuhz9stj87k/TsXhQNwBoFI/AAAAAAAAD9c/sN79xw01gyM/s1600/DSCF6048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cuhz9stj87k/TsXhQNwBoFI/AAAAAAAAD9c/sN79xw01gyM/s400/DSCF6048.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And lastly, before I wrap this up, you insisted on cupcakes tonight, but "not made from a box and not frosted with frosting from a can".&amp;nbsp; You wanted something "special", but not chocolate.&amp;nbsp; So I searched and combined some different recipes I found.&amp;nbsp; I baked &lt;a href="http://www.recipegirl.com/2007/03/16/white-wedding-cake-cupcakes/"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt;: (which I originally saw&lt;a href="http://itsourpinterestinglife.blogspot.com/2011/11/wedding-cupcake.html"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K2eeiRsxkRY/TsXi6ElgOlI/AAAAAAAAD9k/CI3GKJLz6jI/s1600/DSCF6041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K2eeiRsxkRY/TsXi6ElgOlI/AAAAAAAAD9k/CI3GKJLz6jI/s400/DSCF6041.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(And I cheated. . .they started with a boxed mix. . .and then I added in a bunch of other stuff)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then filled them with peanutbutter cream:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jBcf7FnGd88/TsXkDASAalI/AAAAAAAAD9s/fYdpMljZ68w/s1600/DSCF6057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jBcf7FnGd88/TsXkDASAalI/AAAAAAAAD9s/fYdpMljZ68w/s320/DSCF6057.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then put the "lid" back on:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MN4vWBaAniA/TsXk4pE-G5I/AAAAAAAAD94/K8hGTZdZ7KE/s1600/DSCF6061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MN4vWBaAniA/TsXk4pE-G5I/AAAAAAAAD94/K8hGTZdZ7KE/s320/DSCF6061.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then made the suggested buttercream icing that came with the cupcake recipe and frosted them:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qf1wDJI_6ak/TsXlsvJ7HFI/AAAAAAAAD-A/UqQ7PU4x13I/s1600/DSCF6065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qf1wDJI_6ak/TsXlsvJ7HFI/AAAAAAAAD-A/UqQ7PU4x13I/s640/DSCF6065.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this is where my pictures end.&amp;nbsp; I took you to your basketball practice at 5 and your dad picked you up at 7.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what you did between 7-7:41 when the rest of us finally met up with you at your restaurant choice tonight, Chili's.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't a good experience. . .we didn't end up having to pay for our meal.&amp;nbsp; You chose it because of the onion rings.&amp;nbsp; Ugh.&amp;nbsp; We did bring your gifts and you got to open them there (glad we had something to do while we waited 1/2 hour for our food in an empty restaurant).You got money (what else do teenagers want???), a new soccer ball from Daddy, a new Diary of a Wimpy Kid book that came out this week from your siblings, I'm going to take you to a movie after work on Tuesday night, Nana &amp;amp; Grandpa got you a watch band holder for your nano, Aunt Jodi bought you some Under Armor running pants and Grandpa Foster sent you $20 to buy a new basketball (way cheaper then trying to mail one!!!).&amp;nbsp; When we finally got home &lt;i&gt;after 9 p.m.&lt;/i&gt; we put 13 candles in your cupcakes and sang to you.&amp;nbsp; I haven't seen the pictures yet because your dad was taking them.&amp;nbsp; You liked the cupcakes, which made the time and effort I put into them worth it :)&amp;nbsp; I actually saved 15 of them (unfilled) for Thanksgiving next week -- your dad suggested a cream cheese filling for those. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love you, Thomas.&amp;nbsp; You are a fantastic son, an awesome big brother, and a special nephew and grandson.&amp;nbsp; This morning I told your dad that 13 years ago today I could not have imagined this life that we now have together but had I been given a glimpse, I would have been overjoyed to see the richness and fullness of our life (and probably a little scared about how fast time was going to go!)&amp;nbsp; The next thirteen years?&amp;nbsp; I'm sure it's beyond our small imagination but I look forward to sharing them together with this incredible family that God has so perfectly put together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N6wXv1rEoJ8/TsAibXluHOI/AAAAAAAADds/blp-HGc0QfQ/s1600/Laura%2527s+soccer+team+Fall+2010-2.pdf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N6wXv1rEoJ8/TsAibXluHOI/AAAAAAAADds/blp-HGc0QfQ/s640/Laura%2527s+soccer+team+Fall+2010-2.pdf.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marie is in the top row, on the far left next to coach Jen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . .parents and coaches pulling together to make a co-ed U11 team for our kiddos so everyone could play soccer competitively this fall (our town is small and getting enough girls/boys to make a "regular" team was not possible this season)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-88RyFRTYgp0/TsAkVBb_3KI/AAAAAAAADd0/Lk3i9VC7Kgs/s1600/2011-11-07+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-88RyFRTYgp0/TsAkVBb_3KI/AAAAAAAADd0/Lk3i9VC7Kgs/s640/2011-11-07+005.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . .a daughter that not only loves to play soccer, but gets up early in the morning (in the freezing cold, I might add) to go cheer her brother's team on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_lKGrZsJH40/TsAlIg8LKUI/AAAAAAAADd8/IF2f_KWrFTM/s1600/2011-11-07+061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_lKGrZsJH40/TsAlIg8LKUI/AAAAAAAADd8/IF2f_KWrFTM/s640/2011-11-07+061.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . .and I'm thankful for this soccer player and all the time and dedication he's put into his sport this season (I don't think I realized he is a head taller than his teammates!). . .playing. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7-YPwitbb4/TsAmoEYwSII/AAAAAAAADeE/eHluu3now3A/s1600/2011-09-18+428.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7-YPwitbb4/TsAmoEYwSII/AAAAAAAADeE/eHluu3now3A/s640/2011-09-18+428.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three of my favorites. . .Coach Tom, Coach Thomas, and player Frederick, third-from-left in the first row &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . .as well as coaching with his dad.&amp;nbsp; I'm thankful for a husband that takes the time to be with his sons, doing what &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt; love to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-np2NSJ8DWZU/TsAn2uSWQtI/AAAAAAAADeM/aAGF5k75Rxs/s1600/2011-09-18+070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-np2NSJ8DWZU/TsAn2uSWQtI/AAAAAAAADeM/aAGF5k75Rxs/s400/2011-09-18+070.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am thankful for this girl. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ok-y8F24kes/TsApQZ8hycI/AAAAAAAADeY/9cOa5N6hMOw/s1600/2011-09-18+395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ok-y8F24kes/TsApQZ8hycI/AAAAAAAADeY/9cOa5N6hMOw/s400/2011-09-18+395.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . .so glad that she was in my Kitchen 102 class at co-op this fall semester. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jc6FTrcNrwk/TsAqHyWPldI/AAAAAAAADeg/WKBrk_CSGYo/s1600/100_1336.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jc6FTrcNrwk/TsAqHyWPldI/AAAAAAAADeg/WKBrk_CSGYo/s640/100_1336.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Annie Oakley museum - Marie, Nana, &amp;amp; Margaret - in October&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . .and thankful for Grandparents (all of them!!!) that invest in her and her sibling's lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bS2k9Y-HRTU/TsA3D8V7XdI/AAAAAAAADfU/O9xtcIf412s/s1600/2011-10-26+185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bS2k9Y-HRTU/TsA3D8V7XdI/AAAAAAAADfU/O9xtcIf412s/s400/2011-10-26+185.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma and Marie on her birthday at her party&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gfy5W4tm1Dc/TsA385EtNhI/AAAAAAAADfc/zT-ATVUHbBc/s1600/IMG_0021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gfy5W4tm1Dc/TsA385EtNhI/AAAAAAAADfc/zT-ATVUHbBc/s640/IMG_0021.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa Foster playing tennis with all the kids last week&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am thankful for a son that nurtures others. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dq6IRdJTV8Y/TsAruQGWAAI/AAAAAAAADeo/L227s5-TkNA/s1600/2011-10-08+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dq6IRdJTV8Y/TsAruQGWAAI/AAAAAAAADeo/L227s5-TkNA/s400/2011-10-08+014.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frederick trying to show a player's younger sibling how to complete a word puzzle at a soccer game&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJe-myv4Lgs/TsAt-GAfNRI/AAAAAAAADew/A5pWRPnJhRk/s1600/DSCF6009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJe-myv4Lgs/TsAt-GAfNRI/AAAAAAAADew/A5pWRPnJhRk/s400/DSCF6009.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . .and cuddles with his mom to keep her warm :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KcY0nWj5w4o/TsAv3MQuGLI/AAAAAAAADe4/9yD-XIXO1xs/s1600/IMG_0043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KcY0nWj5w4o/TsAv3MQuGLI/AAAAAAAADe4/9yD-XIXO1xs/s400/IMG_0043.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this 8-yr-old. . .my youngest. . .appropriately named after both of his grandfathers. . .the one who says he "kinda" wants to know if I'm the tooth fairy but "don't tell me because I'm not sure I want to know".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-muWrcVn1cCM/TsAxcl0mmfI/AAAAAAAADfE/mFZINJyF7u8/s1600/Laura+Marie+November+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-muWrcVn1cCM/TsAxcl0mmfI/AAAAAAAADfE/mFZINJyF7u8/s640/Laura+Marie+November+2011.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't be more thankful for this girl. . .the one who loves to climb trees and wear jeans and sweats and play with the boys and talk my ear off and loves God so much she's constantly searching for answers and Truth in her Bible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iATLsc1ML7I/TsAyvGh3vSI/AAAAAAAADfM/WM4M-HxKH_8/s1600/2011-10-08+173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iATLsc1ML7I/TsAyvGh3vSI/AAAAAAAADfM/WM4M-HxKH_8/s400/2011-10-08+173.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then there's this girl. . .the 9-yr-old that I turn to for fashion and style advice :)&amp;nbsp; I would post a picture of her in her pirate costume this last week if I could get the pic off my phone. . .she can make a costume two sizes too small for her look good -- ha!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5MJYyiQfsvc/TsA_PT1OQYI/AAAAAAAADgQ/eyOHFjckj10/s1600/2011-11-07+115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5MJYyiQfsvc/TsA_PT1OQYI/AAAAAAAADgQ/eyOHFjckj10/s320/2011-11-07+115.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She's my cartwheel-turning, free-will-testing, blond-hair-brown-haired beauty.&amp;nbsp; I am thankful that she's my daughter and that she keeps me on my toes. . .life could be b.o.r.i.n.g. without her. . .and who likes boredom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GSW3MwZwrr4/TsA6SWLyO6I/AAAAAAAADfo/O2ZuJOXg0L8/s1600/2011-10-26+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GSW3MwZwrr4/TsA6SWLyO6I/AAAAAAAADfo/O2ZuJOXg0L8/s400/2011-10-26+029.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thomas after running his 5.9 mile leg in the Haunted Half 10/22/11.&amp;nbsp; He ran it in 52 minutes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And I'm thankful for our oldest. . .our first. . .the one so much is expected of because he is the oldest yet he does things all the time to remind us that he's "only" 12 (and I can "only" say that for 3 more days -- wow!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's getting so tall. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RzZ41eeLZH0/TsA7cLlWj9I/AAAAAAAADfw/sl8h-EfJV7k/s1600/2011-11-07+146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RzZ41eeLZH0/TsA7cLlWj9I/AAAAAAAADfw/sl8h-EfJV7k/s320/2011-11-07+146.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or is my dad getting short?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--5469D4FD7k/TsA--1Yz6mI/AAAAAAAADgI/A6tJ0wBOYN4/s1600/2011-11-07+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--5469D4FD7k/TsA--1Yz6mI/AAAAAAAADgI/A6tJ0wBOYN4/s400/2011-11-07+002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just love this picture. . .I took it a couple weeks ago. . .they are not too old yet to dress alike (on purpose!) in footie pajamas :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LSquYFZuwWE/TsA8B_8oK4I/AAAAAAAADf4/tBXcnncyph8/s1600/2011-10-26+094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LSquYFZuwWE/TsA8B_8oK4I/AAAAAAAADf4/tBXcnncyph8/s320/2011-10-26+094.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am thankful for this picture with my brother. . .when we were both in OH at the same time for about 24 hours last month. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEugmmm5PG8/TsA8Sj__VQI/AAAAAAAADgA/t_h3cg3Dflk/s1600/2011-10-26+096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JEugmmm5PG8/TsA8Sj__VQI/AAAAAAAADgA/t_h3cg3Dflk/s640/2011-10-26+096.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I am forever thankful for this man. . .this person I met when I was 17. . .who has been around, been supportive, loved me for 22 years now. . .the man who is the best husband for me, the best father for our children, and a strong man of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm thankful for the 2+ hours I was given to write this post. . .just a day to go to church, take a nap, forget about the dishes.&amp;nbsp; I can do all this because of the five fabulous people I live with and share my life with.&amp;nbsp; I am thankful for our Lord God's guidance in our lives and His true and everlasting love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jenni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-8558705604836355032?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/8558705604836355032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-november-i-am-thankful-for.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/8558705604836355032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/8558705604836355032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-november-i-am-thankful-for.html' title='This November I Am Thankful For. . .'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N6wXv1rEoJ8/TsAibXluHOI/AAAAAAAADds/blp-HGc0QfQ/s72-c/Laura%2527s+soccer+team+Fall+2010-2.pdf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-4930126016110654626</id><published>2011-11-04T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T09:12:47.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking In 11.04.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hADpIGPsk4g/TrPhEXMKM3I/AAAAAAAADc4/mE1SSaK8wG4/s1600/DSCF5908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hADpIGPsk4g/TrPhEXMKM3I/AAAAAAAADc4/mE1SSaK8wG4/s640/DSCF5908.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is our weekend schedule.&amp;nbsp; Yep.&amp;nbsp; Wow.&amp;nbsp; And this has been our life for the past two weeks. . .I love being busy but the running is a bit much.&amp;nbsp; We won't all make everything and having Grandpa Foster here will help a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our board a couple of days ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlEtnwQLKFI/TrPtBqrO_WI/AAAAAAAADdA/NK5lP2HChAw/s1600/DSCF5903.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlEtnwQLKFI/TrPtBqrO_WI/AAAAAAAADdA/NK5lP2HChAw/s400/DSCF5903.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Believe it or not, everything on that board was accomplished!&amp;nbsp; Thursday we left the house at 9:15 a.m. for Community Bible Study and returned home at 8:05 p.m. after I picked Margaret up from gymnastics.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are staying busy with this when we're at home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3hjVB9y2ek/TrPtSaJuzlI/AAAAAAAADdI/gDGQUkJkXmo/s1600/DSCF5905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3hjVB9y2ek/TrPtSaJuzlI/AAAAAAAADdI/gDGQUkJkXmo/s320/DSCF5905.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And having some blessed times together like my Picture of the Day Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RLNcRKB_D-o/TrPuVcg2JFI/AAAAAAAADdQ/N4i36dY6kzY/s1600/DSCF5907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RLNcRKB_D-o/TrPuVcg2JFI/AAAAAAAADdQ/N4i36dY6kzY/s400/DSCF5907.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Potato soup lunch.&amp;nbsp; For some reason this lunch meant a lot to the kids. . .they went on and on how we were having a "normal" lunch, staying home, good food. . .really made the effort worth it :)&amp;nbsp; I do like our days at home too. . .we should be here most of this morning which is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k4xwkN0ayrY/TrPv2Ydqn5I/AAAAAAAADdc/LsdEDlkh5L4/s1600/DSCF5910.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k4xwkN0ayrY/TrPv2Ydqn5I/AAAAAAAADdc/LsdEDlkh5L4/s320/DSCF5910.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ugh.&amp;nbsp; Sideways pictures again.&amp;nbsp; This was Marie just a little bit ago. . .she got her birthday ipod yesterday. . .all her &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/10/another-birthday.html"&gt;birthday&lt;/a&gt; money and money she had been saving.&amp;nbsp; Now to get that schoolwork done so she can enjoy her new toy this weekend and while on the road to Knoxville for her last four games of the season there.&amp;nbsp; She gets to stay overnight Saturday night with her dad and is excited about that!&amp;nbsp; Thomas will be in the other direction -- Nashville -- on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; Glad my dad will be here to help get everyone everywhere :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is all I've got time for now. . .need to help Marie and Frederick study for their history &amp;amp; geography tests. . .they have to go into their school to take those unit tests today.&amp;nbsp; Leave a comment and let me know what you're up to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-4930126016110654626?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/4930126016110654626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/11/checking-in-110411.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/4930126016110654626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/4930126016110654626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/11/checking-in-110411.html' title='Checking In 11.04.11'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hADpIGPsk4g/TrPhEXMKM3I/AAAAAAAADc4/mE1SSaK8wG4/s72-c/DSCF5908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-6017996879397572048</id><published>2011-10-27T08:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T08:29:01.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5sWB5fNv0BU/TqlNMwE2QnI/AAAAAAAADcA/0CpeuPXyOQA/s1600/2011-10-26+193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5sWB5fNv0BU/TqlNMwE2QnI/AAAAAAAADcA/0CpeuPXyOQA/s640/2011-10-26+193.JPG" width="388" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Marie was 11 on Tuesday.&amp;nbsp; It is now Thursday.&amp;nbsp; Gifts are opened, party is over but life is moving quickly with no time to record these precious times in words.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdzoZ77-iB0/TqlbvQAw31I/AAAAAAAADcs/QLEmjKH9Btg/s1600/2011-10-26+169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdzoZ77-iB0/TqlbvQAw31I/AAAAAAAADcs/QLEmjKH9Btg/s400/2011-10-26+169.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family and friends that we call family minus a brother and a cousin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today is Community Bible Study and Co-op.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow we will have to catch up on schoolwork, housework, laundry (and maybe blogging?) as we've been out of town since Saturday.&amp;nbsp; THIS Saturday and Sunday we will be spending in two different areas of Nashville for two different soccer tournaments for two different kids.&amp;nbsp; Somewhere we will breathe and I will (hopefully) play some tennis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-08oJMlY5JgI/TqlWwsMVruI/AAAAAAAADcU/Sqk2vCmt_BI/s1600/2011-10-26+184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-08oJMlY5JgI/TqlWwsMVruI/AAAAAAAADcU/Sqk2vCmt_BI/s400/2011-10-26+184.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Marie had an awesome party and here is a picture of her with all but one of her grandparents.&amp;nbsp; Her Mammaw (my stepmother) is caring for her dying sister in St. Louis so is not in the picture.&amp;nbsp; For some reason, Grandpa Foster doesn't look happy but I assure you, he was.&amp;nbsp; So, not playing favorites here but to be fair:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6dx6XrC-QHU/TqlXjo7cFCI/AAAAAAAADcc/YUQcZUPHQpU/s1600/2011-10-26+186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6dx6XrC-QHU/TqlXjo7cFCI/AAAAAAAADcc/YUQcZUPHQpU/s320/2011-10-26+186.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I *will* find time to journal this special day for Marie.&amp;nbsp; And brag on Thomas and his run in the Haunted Half here in our little town (5.9 miles in 52 minutes!).&amp;nbsp; And record my brother's visit too.&amp;nbsp; Whew.&amp;nbsp; It's been a busy five days :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-6017996879397572048?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/6017996879397572048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/10/another-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/6017996879397572048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/6017996879397572048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/10/another-birthday.html' title='Another birthday!'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5sWB5fNv0BU/TqlNMwE2QnI/AAAAAAAADcA/0CpeuPXyOQA/s72-c/2011-10-26+193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-1529437062217717075</id><published>2011-10-21T09:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T09:34:40.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ordinary Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U2oj-B7v-ec/TqFf-3IWpPI/AAAAAAAADYk/3IT2uKWQzkk/s1600/2011-10-21+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U2oj-B7v-ec/TqFf-3IWpPI/AAAAAAAADYk/3IT2uKWQzkk/s320/2011-10-21+033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Margaret is slowly but surely decking out our front porch for Fall.&amp;nbsp; I still have my summer stuff out. . .I know, I know, it is October 21st.&amp;nbsp; I *really* need to let that season go.&amp;nbsp; Maybe today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I just took this picture below (6:45 a.m.) and if you can feel a picture I'm sure you can feel the chill in this one. . .I think it was in the 30's last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9LT_23J6ilI/TqFjfHgQSII/AAAAAAAADYw/aVno0djpBYw/s1600/2011-10-21+166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9LT_23J6ilI/TqFjfHgQSII/AAAAAAAADYw/aVno0djpBYw/s320/2011-10-21+166.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But the sun is rising and I think it's going to be a *beautiful* day.&amp;nbsp; The forecasters are calling for 57 degrees. . .still chilly but with the sun it will be a perfect fall day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Marie started the day with an 8:30 a.m. YMCA soccer game in her least-favorite position:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ac2OaK_BdpE/TqFpwo0HFQI/AAAAAAAADZI/1iWpJl6AZxM/s1600/2011-10-21+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ac2OaK_BdpE/TqFpwo0HFQI/AAAAAAAADZI/1iWpJl6AZxM/s320/2011-10-21+038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And this is why. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xZZ8Jjumht0/TqFpSTgBbkI/AAAAAAAADZA/s7ut2dNZkCM/s1600/2011-10-21+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xZZ8Jjumht0/TqFpSTgBbkI/AAAAAAAADZA/s7ut2dNZkCM/s320/2011-10-21+040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But she forgets that she saves a lot too (why aren't we as good about counting those?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wgZmWll0mL4/TqFqMUL09zI/AAAAAAAADZQ/b4wE7gUJKQI/s1600/2011-10-21+043b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="186" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wgZmWll0mL4/TqFqMUL09zI/AAAAAAAADZQ/b4wE7gUJKQI/s400/2011-10-21+043b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, as usual (we keep telling her this since she can't see it from her vantage point), there aren't any defensive players around her, protecting her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7uOwn5ddzw/TqFrN60-G3I/AAAAAAAADZY/cQ80sBs0qpA/s1600/2011-10-21+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7uOwn5ddzw/TqFrN60-G3I/AAAAAAAADZY/cQ80sBs0qpA/s320/2011-10-21+044.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She just doesn't give herself enough credit as a Keeper.&amp;nbsp; It's a hard job and out of 16 kids on the team, she is chosen by her coach again and again.&amp;nbsp; Way to go Marie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9hNaYEhV8wg/TqFtkO3mrtI/AAAAAAAADZg/nFoCWponSRA/s1600/2011-10-21+046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9hNaYEhV8wg/TqFtkO3mrtI/AAAAAAAADZg/nFoCWponSRA/s320/2011-10-21+046.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She&lt;i&gt; finally &lt;/i&gt;got out on the front lines where she likes to be. . .she is a tough player!&amp;nbsp; She didn't end up scoring, but she was there, leading the pack :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2mD1rl8CQuA/TqFuTJos4zI/AAAAAAAADZs/jQ78YkX3e64/s1600/2011-10-21+051b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="203" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2mD1rl8CQuA/TqFuTJos4zI/AAAAAAAADZs/jQ78YkX3e64/s320/2011-10-21+051b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And fighting it out with an old teammate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KsBik10osO8/TqFu4RtxE6I/AAAAAAAADZ0/TbSS5hHnRPQ/s1600/2011-10-21+052b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KsBik10osO8/TqFu4RtxE6I/AAAAAAAADZ0/TbSS5hHnRPQ/s320/2011-10-21+052b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the field across the parking lot Frederick was out there, running his tail off as usual. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_JJcO5SqKfQ/TqFwTlmpbjI/AAAAAAAADZ8/oCJQLKFEJO8/s1600/2011-10-21+054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_JJcO5SqKfQ/TqFwTlmpbjI/AAAAAAAADZ8/oCJQLKFEJO8/s320/2011-10-21+054.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And the T Bell coaches on the sidelines. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8wrzphIxcdU/TqFwkI8iVNI/AAAAAAAADaE/8Tp6fz4X7Tc/s1600/2011-10-21+055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8wrzphIxcdU/TqFwkI8iVNI/AAAAAAAADaE/8Tp6fz4X7Tc/s320/2011-10-21+055.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And the T Bell coaches on the sidelines. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After her Y game she, Nana, Margaret, and I headed to Knoxville for her &lt;i&gt;first &lt;/i&gt;travel team soccer friendly (game). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XTLEy7jIpaU/TqFyLgSFhFI/AAAAAAAADaU/I82rRhkIXQA/s1600/2011-10-21+064b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XTLEy7jIpaU/TqFyLgSFhFI/AAAAAAAADaU/I82rRhkIXQA/s400/2011-10-21+064b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;There she goes!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our community is so small there weren't enough U11 girls (or boys) to fill a team so UCUSC decided to go co-ed this fall.&amp;nbsp; It's a great experience for her!&amp;nbsp; They've had a hard time finding teams to match up and play but if this first game is any indication they are well on their way to being a strong force in Middle Tennessee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3xBbEuMOzOI/TqFy82MeyZI/AAAAAAAADag/nqePyKqM-wA/s1600/2011-10-21+061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3xBbEuMOzOI/TqFy82MeyZI/AAAAAAAADag/nqePyKqM-wA/s400/2011-10-21+061.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coach Green and Coach Hoffman (and a pretty profile of Marie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The cheering section:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SzXh5z_i5OM/TqFzwXlBLiI/AAAAAAAADao/fyGXcwOTCtQ/s1600/2011-10-21+062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SzXh5z_i5OM/TqFzwXlBLiI/AAAAAAAADao/fyGXcwOTCtQ/s400/2011-10-21+062.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nana &amp;amp; Margaret&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;It was a weekend of soccer. . .Sunday after church we headed to Nashville for Thomas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFVAv2-9VGk/TqF2prxm4zI/AAAAAAAADaw/bWVCMcrJkAI/s1600/2011-10-21+106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KFVAv2-9VGk/TqF2prxm4zI/AAAAAAAADaw/bWVCMcrJkAI/s320/2011-10-21+106.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They kind *look* like a force to be reckoned with. . .but. . .alas. . .they just couldn't pull out a win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-faXi5LB4WgA/TqF20wTvzwI/AAAAAAAADa4/4a6stvQE9vI/s1600/2011-10-21+117b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-faXi5LB4WgA/TqF20wTvzwI/AAAAAAAADa4/4a6stvQE9vI/s320/2011-10-21+117b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwEYl0SpJfU/TqF3B3SwEWI/AAAAAAAADbA/XlyKHTIydoM/s1600/2011-10-21+118b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwEYl0SpJfU/TqF3B3SwEWI/AAAAAAAADbA/XlyKHTIydoM/s320/2011-10-21+118b.jpg" width="274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thomas is a strong player. . .and fast.&amp;nbsp; The siblings on the sidelines were having their own kind of ordinary fun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ok0N3SteNLA/TqF5KaO2gLI/AAAAAAAADbI/bCtySCXebv8/s1600/2011-10-21+108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ok0N3SteNLA/TqF5KaO2gLI/AAAAAAAADbI/bCtySCXebv8/s320/2011-10-21+108.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Other moments caught on camera this "ordinary" week. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HhXpURSfVXQ/TqF7gN0y1kI/AAAAAAAADbU/_hYMVqdmm5Y/s1600/2011-10-21+104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HhXpURSfVXQ/TqF7gN0y1kI/AAAAAAAADbU/_hYMVqdmm5Y/s320/2011-10-21+104.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids and grandparents lined up watching Zookeeper. . .I was &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/10/best-chocolate-cookies-ever.html"&gt;baking&lt;/a&gt; at the time, but it sounded like they all enjoyed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GOX9IpuogD8/TqF8iRxxuwI/AAAAAAAADbc/jVrU7KuPOWg/s1600/2011-10-21+122b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GOX9IpuogD8/TqF8iRxxuwI/AAAAAAAADbc/jVrU7KuPOWg/s400/2011-10-21+122b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Margaret and Daddy reading together&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s-4OILYgvNQ/TqF9pIn5D_I/AAAAAAAADbk/Fofat48D7fk/s1600/2011-10-21+125b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s-4OILYgvNQ/TqF9pIn5D_I/AAAAAAAADbk/Fofat48D7fk/s320/2011-10-21+125b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I made these for the kids' CBS class yesterday.&amp;nbsp; I got the idea from &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2009/10/tutorial-how-to-frost-cupcakes-plus-candy-corn-cupcakes/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. . .mine were just plain cake mix and off-the-shelf frosting but they turned out pretty great, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4q4UJwAFidg/TqF-8XUgZmI/AAAAAAAADbs/02K4lim7Zcw/s1600/2011-10-21+130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4q4UJwAFidg/TqF-8XUgZmI/AAAAAAAADbs/02K4lim7Zcw/s320/2011-10-21+130.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sneaking in some leftovers last night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our Cub Scout:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MfH2fctj8KM/TqGANxjm_SI/AAAAAAAADb0/Uc6mXlfqUEY/s1600/2011-10-21+128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MfH2fctj8KM/TqGANxjm_SI/AAAAAAAADb0/Uc6mXlfqUEY/s320/2011-10-21+128.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These "ordinary" times aren't really ordinary at all -- they are EXTRAordinary. . .we are together, healthy, with the ability to earn money, live in a house, drive vehicles wherever we need to go, worship our Lord freely and share Him with others, get an education, and be with our children.&amp;nbsp; We have family, friends, and love all around us.&amp;nbsp; I am grateful for the opportunity to not only have memories, but be able to capture these memories on film and in print.&amp;nbsp; God bless you and yours, whoever is reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Jenni&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-1529437062217717075?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/1529437062217717075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/10/ordinary-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/1529437062217717075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/1529437062217717075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/10/ordinary-week.html' title='An Ordinary Week'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U2oj-B7v-ec/TqFf-3IWpPI/AAAAAAAADYk/3IT2uKWQzkk/s72-c/2011-10-21+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-2064409777809393822</id><published>2011-10-17T16:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T16:03:01.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture of the Day 10.17.11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just snapped this picture for my year-long "&lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/04/january-pictures-of-day.html"&gt;picture of the day&lt;/a&gt;" project.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It captures our simple, wonderful life completely :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HTbZ3HoqXs/TpyW_Ztet7I/AAAAAAAADYc/66QyGbe6MGY/s1600/DSCF5549.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HTbZ3HoqXs/TpyW_Ztet7I/AAAAAAAADYc/66QyGbe6MGY/s400/DSCF5549.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Not enhanced, not (really) posed. . .just a moment in time that I am blessed to be a part of.&amp;nbsp; We just got home from our weekly library trip and they are taking a last break before finishing up schoolwork for the day.&amp;nbsp; It's a beautiful, gorgeous, October Monday.&amp;nbsp; Thank you, Lord, for our life together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;~ Jenni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-2064409777809393822?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/2064409777809393822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/10/picture-of-day-101711.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/2064409777809393822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/2064409777809393822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/10/picture-of-day-101711.html' title='Picture of the Day 10.17.11'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6HTbZ3HoqXs/TpyW_Ztet7I/AAAAAAAADYc/66QyGbe6MGY/s72-c/DSCF5549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-6416720234014461097</id><published>2011-10-16T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T00:12:14.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The BEST Chocolate Cookies Ever</title><content type='html'>Earlier this week, when I was an &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/10/empty-nest-fills-back-up-today.html"&gt;empty-nester&lt;/a&gt;, I had lots of time to browse and enjoy blogs. . .hopping from one to another, &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/"&gt;pinning&lt;/a&gt;, and finding more and more things to interest me.&amp;nbsp; One thing I found as I went from one blog to another, which led to another (and, unfortunately, I can't remember who directed me to these. . .but &lt;a href="http://www.divine-baking.com/2011/04/deep-dark-chocolate-cookies.html#more"&gt;this is the original author&lt;/a&gt;) were these Deep Dark Chocolate Cookies.&amp;nbsp; Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VzLSuREc36E/TppNBP8cZGI/AAAAAAAADVU/hQMcHkLALbk/s1600/2011-10-15+035cookies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VzLSuREc36E/TppNBP8cZGI/AAAAAAAADVU/hQMcHkLALbk/s320/2011-10-15+035cookies.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I couldn't stop thinking about them.&amp;nbsp; I know it's crazy.&amp;nbsp; I am crazy.&amp;nbsp; But finally, I couldn't take it any longer and just &lt;i&gt;made them&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; One thing that was keeping me from it was that I don't have a lot of chocolate lovers in this house and was afraid I'd make them and then be the only one to eat them.&amp;nbsp; My mother-in-law happens to be here, though, and loves chocolate cookies as much as I do so I finally had a partner in crime.&amp;nbsp; I'm so sorry it took me days on end to just &lt;i&gt;do it.&lt;/i&gt; Or maybe I'm not.&amp;nbsp; I've eaten too many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, this is how I made them. . .not &lt;i&gt;exactly&lt;/i&gt; like &lt;a href="http://www.divine-baking.com/p/about-me_27.html"&gt;Amira&lt;/a&gt;, but close.&amp;nbsp; I'll tell you this too, in case you are craving them but not sure if you have the time. . .I walked into my kitchen with my camera at 8 p.m. tonight and walked out, with cookies cooling on the rack, the ingredients put away, and dishwasher running with dirty dishes, at 9 p.m. &amp;nbsp; Earlier I was hoping to make these so my eggs had been sitting out. . .they need to be at room temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Csj-PnEL9Yc/TppON90OQfI/AAAAAAAADVc/5pQanKPTH9o/s1600/2011-10-15+070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Csj-PnEL9Yc/TppON90OQfI/AAAAAAAADVc/5pQanKPTH9o/s320/2011-10-15+070.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;There aren't too many ingredients. . .in addition to three eggs at room temperature, you need powdered sugar (~ 2 cups), 1+ cup chocolate (I used semi-sweet, the recipe calls for bittersweet. . .I also used some Nestle Dark Chocolate chips), salt, cornstarch, and cocoa powder.&amp;nbsp; That's it!&amp;nbsp; Notice anything?&amp;nbsp; GLUTEN FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started by melting 1 cup of semi-sweet Tollhouse chips in the microwave, 30 seconds at 70%, stirring until smooth (it took two rounds for my microwave).&amp;nbsp; I did this first b/c they need to cool off a bit before incorporating them into the cookie mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--g3vuTLzzLA/TppQBaxhsrI/AAAAAAAADVk/TSRwdfolLZY/s1600/2011-10-15+073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="117" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--g3vuTLzzLA/TppQBaxhsrI/AAAAAAAADVk/TSRwdfolLZY/s200/2011-10-15+073.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RIl-ywwmLMc/TppQTV5iHlI/AAAAAAAADVs/mm1Hv7-Xu64/s1600/2011-10-15+074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="164" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RIl-ywwmLMc/TppQTV5iHlI/AAAAAAAADVs/mm1Hv7-Xu64/s200/2011-10-15+074.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stirred after 30 seconds&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K3lLLAr2uuw/TppQjJkmyEI/AAAAAAAADV4/tbfqwnZq5D4/s1600/2011-10-15+075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K3lLLAr2uuw/TppQjJkmyEI/AAAAAAAADV4/tbfqwnZq5D4/s200/2011-10-15+075.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stirred until smooth after another 30 seconds&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I separated the eggs. . .you only need the whites for these cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxt3uBRyOmw/TppRpgYwUrI/AAAAAAAADWA/yi04UobAgOM/s1600/2011-10-15+072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sxt3uBRyOmw/TppRpgYwUrI/AAAAAAAADWA/yi04UobAgOM/s320/2011-10-15+072.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'll save the yolks for scrambled eggs in the morning. . .I know there are probably some custards out there I could use them for but 1-2 sweets in the house at a time is enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the eggs are separated, beat them until soft peaks form (I just used my hand mixer and a small-ish bowl for this. . .there really isn't a ton of batter -- my recipe tonight made 33 small (but very rich!) cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hMqfXxAZ5kg/TppTZ8MiKkI/AAAAAAAADWI/5JbDhBpT6fc/s1600/2011-10-15+076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hMqfXxAZ5kg/TppTZ8MiKkI/AAAAAAAADWI/5JbDhBpT6fc/s320/2011-10-15+076.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C-LWVNfTKjY/TppTp5zsflI/AAAAAAAADWQ/RTYqRqxJEms/s1600/2011-10-15+078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C-LWVNfTKjY/TppTp5zsflI/AAAAAAAADWQ/RTYqRqxJEms/s320/2011-10-15+078.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to capture the peaks that eventually form but it's (obviously) night time and the lighting in my kitchen doesn't complement the wall/counter colors for great pictures anyway.&amp;nbsp; I probably beat these egg whites about a minute to get them from here to there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I added 1/2 cup powdered sugar to the egg whites, beating just until incorporated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-abbZ652DOtg/TppVwlPiIiI/AAAAAAAADWY/q32gE-dZ5D0/s1600/2011-10-15+080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-abbZ652DOtg/TppVwlPiIiI/AAAAAAAADWY/q32gE-dZ5D0/s320/2011-10-15+080.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Amira said "until it resembles marshmallow creme".&amp;nbsp; Easy enough.&amp;nbsp; I put this aside and sifted together 1 cup powdered sugar, 1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa, 1 T cornstarch, and 1/4 t. salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K3vyld7jsx8/TppWvgFoxkI/AAAAAAAADWk/e4a9KBoe9qE/s1600/2011-10-15+081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K3vyld7jsx8/TppWvgFoxkI/AAAAAAAADWk/e4a9KBoe9qE/s320/2011-10-15+081.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I always, always sift my dry ingredients together. . .I really think it's an important step that shouldn't be skipped.&amp;nbsp; This is what happened when I was finished "gently" sifting these ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nl62_foHPG0/TppXmG68SYI/AAAAAAAADWs/As8g1kJC_H0/s1600/2011-10-15+082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nl62_foHPG0/TppXmG68SYI/AAAAAAAADWs/As8g1kJC_H0/s320/2011-10-15+082.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, I just push all of this through so it all incorporates smoothly into the egg white/sugar mixture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BtXI0vZY3mI/TppY1M3eYdI/AAAAAAAADW0/JpSXUllqx3Y/s1600/2011-10-15+084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BtXI0vZY3mI/TppY1M3eYdI/AAAAAAAADW0/JpSXUllqx3Y/s320/2011-10-15+084.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't know if you notice or not, but I don't generally sift into a bowl (why dirty another dish?). . .I just sift onto waxed paper, then transfer it to where it goes. . .in this case right into the egg white mixture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fLaKEZtnI7w/TppZW5N77qI/AAAAAAAADW8/1ZW99rKpfVM/s1600/2011-10-15+086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fLaKEZtnI7w/TppZW5N77qI/AAAAAAAADW8/1ZW99rKpfVM/s320/2011-10-15+086.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mix just until combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8aEZNckEv2M/TppaHJ7QtuI/AAAAAAAADXE/SUmf0odSSTY/s1600/2011-10-15+087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8aEZNckEv2M/TppaHJ7QtuI/AAAAAAAADXE/SUmf0odSSTY/s320/2011-10-15+087.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know these seem rich and chocolate-y enough and why would you add &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt; but since it's already melted and cooled anyway (and you need the batter a bit stiffer). . .go ahead and put the melted bittersweet/semi-sweet/or whatever kind of chocolate you picked and melted in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a7XPpoD8W4E/Tppbxkmvw9I/AAAAAAAADXM/rk1H4eNcm8o/s1600/2011-10-15+088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a7XPpoD8W4E/Tppbxkmvw9I/AAAAAAAADXM/rk1H4eNcm8o/s320/2011-10-15+088.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w0h-wS8gNk0/TppcGpmuK3I/AAAAAAAADXY/0ajRv_qJBJM/s1600/2011-10-15+089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w0h-wS8gNk0/TppcGpmuK3I/AAAAAAAADXY/0ajRv_qJBJM/s320/2011-10-15+089.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wow, huh?&lt;br /&gt;O.K., confession time.&amp;nbsp; The first time I made these (last night) I stopped here.&amp;nbsp; I didn't add anything else, didn't roll them in sugar or anything. . .at this point I lined my baking sheet with parchment paper, dropped them on and baked them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-alIL4p8SrN8/TppdUcuvObI/AAAAAAAADXg/1KPe8lwKHW0/s1600/2011-10-15+092b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-alIL4p8SrN8/TppdUcuvObI/AAAAAAAADXg/1KPe8lwKHW0/s320/2011-10-15+092b.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And they turned out great, but weren't "pretty" because the sugar wasn't there.&amp;nbsp; So, for the second batch I did what the recipe said and rolled them in powdered sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RbxxTVkHkas/TppexQUEf3I/AAAAAAAADXo/dcyUHPvnays/s1600/2011-10-15+095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RbxxTVkHkas/TppexQUEf3I/AAAAAAAADXo/dcyUHPvnays/s320/2011-10-15+095.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-40iNhRTQs08/TppfD5eYdxI/AAAAAAAADXw/g0vAs0jvp6A/s1600/2011-10-15+096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-40iNhRTQs08/TppfD5eYdxI/AAAAAAAADXw/g0vAs0jvp6A/s320/2011-10-15+096.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While the first batch, without the additional sugar, were rich and fudgy without being sweet. . .these were prettier and had a melt-in-your-mouth quality because of the sugar.&amp;nbsp; My boys like the "plain" ones but I prefer these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ofM-3I6XllY/TppgxT1tkaI/AAAAAAAADX4/0g209hKkyI4/s1600/2011-10-15+034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ofM-3I6XllY/TppgxT1tkaI/AAAAAAAADX4/0g209hKkyI4/s400/2011-10-15+034.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Since my mother-in-law was keeping me company in the kitchen last night when I first tried these cookies we decided, for the last few, I'd add some dark chocolate chunks to the batter (even though it seemed like over-kill to me).&amp;nbsp; I kept going back to the picture on Amira's blog that had the melty center because of the chips.&amp;nbsp; So. . .before I scooped out the last few dough balls, I threw in a couple of chips:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kZ05RAJ0-FY/TppiMaQACAI/AAAAAAAADYE/sbZzrjR2TSQ/s1600/2011-10-15+093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kZ05RAJ0-FY/TppiMaQACAI/AAAAAAAADYE/sbZzrjR2TSQ/s320/2011-10-15+093.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just incorporated 2-3 chips in around the dough.&lt;br /&gt;Bake at 350 degrees for 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-myTCN9KBdPI/TppiwLu3uYI/AAAAAAAADYM/MoYAuHyvdk0/s1600/2011-10-15+098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-myTCN9KBdPI/TppiwLu3uYI/AAAAAAAADYM/MoYAuHyvdk0/s320/2011-10-15+098.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Allow to cool on baking sheet for 10 minutes before transferring to a wire rack.&amp;nbsp; Good luck waiting for them to cool completely :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-28g6A4ITjCs/TppjdrgGfaI/AAAAAAAADYU/DMbQWuhoJgk/s1600/2011-10-15+100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-28g6A4ITjCs/TppjdrgGfaI/AAAAAAAADYU/DMbQWuhoJgk/s320/2011-10-15+100.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There are so many incredible qualities about these cookies.&amp;nbsp; First off, they are rich and true to their flavor (even thinking maybe adding a little strong coffee to the batter?).&amp;nbsp; Secondly, they are crisp on the outside and tender and chewy on the inside.&amp;nbsp; My husband likened them to brownies but I'm not a huge brownie fan and loved these. . .so. . .I get it a little -- they *are* fudgy.&amp;nbsp; Thirdly, I highly, highly, recommend *all* of the chocolate and sugar.&amp;nbsp; When I made them tonight I made them full-out.&amp;nbsp; It seems like too much while you are doing it but the end result is worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. . .there you have it.&amp;nbsp; I have no idea how to make a "printable version" but you can cut-and-paste from here, right?&amp;nbsp; Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fudgy Dark Chocolate Cookies:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 egg whites, at room temperature&lt;br /&gt;approximately 2 cups powdered sugar, divided&lt;br /&gt;1 cup semi-sweet or bittersweet chocolate, melted and cooled&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup dark chocolate chips/chunks&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;1 Tablespoon cornstarch&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix egg whites until soft peaks form.&amp;nbsp; Add 1/2 cup powdered sugar and beat just until incorporated.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;In separate bowl, sift together 1 cup powdered sugar, the cocoa powder, cornstarch, and salt.&amp;nbsp; Gently add this to the egg white mixture.&amp;nbsp; Once combined, add the cooled, melted chocolate.&amp;nbsp; The batter will be stiff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;If using additional chocolate chips/chunks, incorporate those into the batter now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Roll small balls of cookie dough in reserved powdered sugar and place on parchment-lined baking sheet.&amp;nbsp; Bake in a 350 degree oven for 10 minutes, or until edges look dry and tops are cracked.&amp;nbsp; Remove from oven and cool 10 minutes on cookie sheet, then transfer to a wire rack.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Here are some more recipes from &lt;a href="http://www.divine-baking.com/"&gt;Divine Baking&lt;/a&gt; that I'd like to try:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divine-baking.com/2011/04/cinnamon-roll-cake.html"&gt;Cinnamon Roll Cake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divine-baking.com/2011/09/hot-fudge-peanut-butter-bars.html"&gt;Hot Fudge Peanut Butter Bars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divine-baking.com/2011/01/brownie-tart.html"&gt;Brownie Tart&lt;/a&gt; - although this one would only be for an &lt;i&gt;extreme&lt;/i&gt; chocaholic reason I think. . .it's almost too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divine-baking.com/2011/01/red-velvet-cupcakes.html"&gt;Red Velvet Cupcakes &lt;/a&gt;- I love red velvet cake but have never made it from scratch. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divine-baking.com/2011/04/triple-caramel-cupcakes.html"&gt;Triple Caramel Cupcakes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divine-baking.com/2010/12/chocolate-salted-caramel-cupcakes.html"&gt;Chocolate Salted-Caramel Cupcakes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divine-baking.com/2011/05/vanilla-bean-bundt-cake-with-vanilla.html"&gt;Vanilla Bean Bundt Cake&lt;/a&gt; - as soon as I purchase some vanilla beans. . .Thomas would love this as his birthday cake! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about these recipes?&amp;nbsp; Too much?&amp;nbsp; Not your taste?&amp;nbsp; I love baking sweets (usually) more than I enjoy eating them. . .except this time.&amp;nbsp; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We have had a quiet week.&amp;nbsp; Sunday we drove the girls 3 hours (and Fred  and Nancy drove 3 hours) so we could give them a week together.&amp;nbsp; We had a  quick bite to eat, a quick picture, and then another three hours back  home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TzfXKQQgGhU/Tpgq6QrCoVI/AAAAAAAADTo/bRHfzD-HyPQ/s1600/Bell+family+Oct+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="325" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TzfXKQQgGhU/Tpgq6QrCoVI/AAAAAAAADTo/bRHfzD-HyPQ/s400/Bell+family+Oct+2011.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Wow, this is an &lt;i&gt;excellent&lt;/i&gt; picture.&amp;nbsp; And spur-of-the-moment too. . .the best kind, I guess :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then Tuesday afternoon, we allowed the boys to go to Fall Nature Camp at &lt;a href="http://cedarlakecamp.org/"&gt;Cedar Lake&lt;/a&gt; for a few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OYkQtdWkFTY/Tpguyas5ePI/AAAAAAAADT8/arX57jBzkiA/s1600/DSCF5428.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OYkQtdWkFTY/Tpguyas5ePI/AAAAAAAADT8/arX57jBzkiA/s320/DSCF5428.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Of course Thomas has been there numerous times and Frederick did Day Camp with his friend this year, but this is the first time Frederick stayed over night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CsuDivqkVmM/TpgxxMUG7-I/AAAAAAAADUE/gWYbZP_MpJQ/s1600/DSCF5429.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CsuDivqkVmM/TpgxxMUG7-I/AAAAAAAADUE/gWYbZP_MpJQ/s320/DSCF5429.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They actually aren't staying in cabins, like they do in the summer, but where the girls stay. . .which is called the Bird Cage.&amp;nbsp; It's more like a dorm building &lt;i&gt;with indoor plumbing and everything!!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Not roughing it too much in there :)&lt;br /&gt;I dropped them off after work on Tuesday and the rest of the day was on-and-off rain but probably do-able for the campers.&amp;nbsp; Wednesday was a GORGEOUS day. . .I know they were outside having fun the entire day!!!&amp;nbsp; Yesterday (Thursday) was a really rainy, yucky, day.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure the staff did a great job of keeping things going, though, and with 43 campers how can you be bored???&amp;nbsp; Today has dawned bright and beautiful and I have to leave to pick them up in about an hour (the camp is about 20-25 minutes away -- not too far). . .I'm very excited to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RuaDd4ah6jE/TpgzcE1DUgI/AAAAAAAADUM/nVEcxTw-h-k/s1600/DSCF5430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RuaDd4ah6jE/TpgzcE1DUgI/AAAAAAAADUM/nVEcxTw-h-k/s320/DSCF5430.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ugh.&amp;nbsp; A sideways picture again.&amp;nbsp; Of course his big brother is too cool to have his picture taken in front of his dorm area (Mockingbird -- see why they call it the Bird Cage?). . .but that's o.k.&amp;nbsp; Knowing they are together these days but will do things with their own groups is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom and I didn't do a whole lot. . .I worked a lot. . .he took a half-day off to work on my van. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0oWcRKEXFnM/Tpg2kFlo1-I/AAAAAAAADUg/OxvoXtCD1Uk/s1600/DSCF5438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0oWcRKEXFnM/Tpg2kFlo1-I/AAAAAAAADUg/OxvoXtCD1Uk/s320/DSCF5438.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yea, I like the look :)&amp;nbsp; I took a picture mid-way through my pantry organization:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zeHa2uMGsNA/Tpg4BTas8gI/AAAAAAAADUo/XoAmdmdCEdY/s1600/DSCF5439.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zeHa2uMGsNA/Tpg4BTas8gI/AAAAAAAADUo/XoAmdmdCEdY/s320/DSCF5439.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ack!&amp;nbsp; Sideways again.&amp;nbsp; Oh well. . .the panty is also the laundry and I got *one* itsy-bitsy project done. . .hanging these tags on the girls' laundry baskets. . .tags they painted probably 2 years ago.&amp;nbsp; Ugh.&amp;nbsp; Don't know where the boy's tags are??&amp;nbsp; I came across them and was able to go get the stuff and just DO IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QT2S8VJMRjA/Tpg5FRykIII/AAAAAAAADUw/SEuc_TX4v9Y/s1600/DSCF5441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QT2S8VJMRjA/Tpg5FRykIII/AAAAAAAADUw/SEuc_TX4v9Y/s320/DSCF5441.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, and I finished this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zjC-YMrlifs/Tpg6ARcV-DI/AAAAAAAADU4/YhLYAeXsbA4/s1600/2011-10-08+068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zjC-YMrlifs/Tpg6ARcV-DI/AAAAAAAADU4/YhLYAeXsbA4/s320/2011-10-08+068.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was a trial color/coat last Thursday. . .this morning it looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6WmZs05gLIA/Tpg6s5K9V2I/AAAAAAAADVE/VIarj-8GI_Y/s1600/DSCF5443.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6WmZs05gLIA/Tpg6s5K9V2I/AAAAAAAADVE/VIarj-8GI_Y/s320/DSCF5443.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm really happy with it.&amp;nbsp; It blends into the house, which I like.&amp;nbsp; We could just never settle on a "color" and Margaret suggested "brown" to match the house. . .genius!&amp;nbsp; (No, no fall stuff out yet. . .still hanging on to summer just a little bit. . .it's warm enough to make it work, for me at least.&amp;nbsp; I hate ripping out summer flowers that still look good.&amp;nbsp; O.K., maybe this weekend/week. . .)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rgQVIeY188A/Tpg7Vfckq-I/AAAAAAAADVM/7ihW6qTQCzk/s1600/2011-10-08+093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rgQVIeY188A/Tpg7Vfckq-I/AAAAAAAADVM/7ihW6qTQCzk/s320/2011-10-08+093.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trial picture after 1st coat to make sure it was going to "work"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Well. . .time to shower and get my boys!&amp;nbsp; The Bells and the girls will be here later this afternoon. . .they're coming down to put the boat up for the winter and there is a lot of soccer on the calendar too!&amp;nbsp; The kids around here have been on Fall Break so everything is kicking back into gear this weekend. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z209/rachelanneridge/Picture2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z209/rachelanneridge/Picture2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm linking up with&lt;a href="http://www.homesanctuary.com/rachelanne/2011/10/company-girl-coffee-1014.html#comments"&gt; Company Girl Coffee&lt;/a&gt; today. . .check them out if you have some time. . .I always enjoy catching up with them week-to-week. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Jenni &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-6064834509630987983?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/6064834509630987983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/10/empty-nest-fills-back-up-today.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/6064834509630987983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/6064834509630987983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/10/empty-nest-fills-back-up-today.html' title='The Empty Nest Fills Back Up Today'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TzfXKQQgGhU/Tpgq6QrCoVI/AAAAAAAADTo/bRHfzD-HyPQ/s72-c/Bell+family+Oct+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-4674714003794641502</id><published>2011-10-13T18:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T19:00:58.670-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family time'/><title type='text'>One MoreTime?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We were traveling Sunday and I happened to have a camera so I snapped a pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QRJt_3RirGg/TpJWRf_7wbI/AAAAAAAADMY/I3BiWB5ImPM/s1600/DSCF5417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QRJt_3RirGg/TpJWRf_7wbI/AAAAAAAADMY/I3BiWB5ImPM/s320/DSCF5417.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the most perfect name ever for a boat, in my opinion.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Actually, THIS is what we looked like Saturday when we were taking our boat out &lt;i&gt;one more time&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u0YuZectKbo/TpJWwcO_aNI/AAAAAAAADMc/SRGS72mEGcY/s1600/2011-10-08+094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u0YuZectKbo/TpJWwcO_aNI/AAAAAAAADMc/SRGS72mEGcY/s320/2011-10-08+094.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thomas brought a friend with him to the lake so I was driving behind them. . .the truck only fits the 6 of us so we were often taking two vehicles to the lake this year.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't resist one more picture. . .the leaves are beginning to change and I just love, love, love the mountains. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tyIsOhI0UbY/TpJXkict-7I/AAAAAAAADMg/ce892EOdWy8/s1600/2011-10-08+096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tyIsOhI0UbY/TpJXkict-7I/AAAAAAAADMg/ce892EOdWy8/s320/2011-10-08+096.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Robert was in the car with me. . .he offered to take these pictures&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9kXlDhITaDo/TpJXqb8Yj7I/AAAAAAAADMk/mz3NuX_RN2Q/s1600/2011-10-08+102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="162" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9kXlDhITaDo/TpJXqb8Yj7I/AAAAAAAADMk/mz3NuX_RN2Q/s640/2011-10-08+102.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our destination :)&amp;nbsp; Thomas and his friend Edward went out on the new dock to get close to the water before the boat and the others showed up.&amp;nbsp; We got there about 12:30. . .it would never be this dead on a Saturday in the summer!&amp;nbsp; The kids also noticed how low the lake was compared to earlier this summer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XcdAjbswA4s/TpJabTrWoNI/AAAAAAAADMo/5PnIV60ljEU/s1600/2011-05-28+178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XcdAjbswA4s/TpJabTrWoNI/AAAAAAAADMo/5PnIV60ljEU/s400/2011-05-28+178.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture was taken on our first outing this year. . .you can see how the bases of the trees were under water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OCioNV0oxTU/TpJdIES3omI/AAAAAAAADM0/OoYxe2sEBk4/s1600/2011-10-08+103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OCioNV0oxTU/TpJdIES3omI/AAAAAAAADM0/OoYxe2sEBk4/s320/2011-10-08+103.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We made a quick stop at the marina to use the restroom and feed the turtles. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CKBr7WeHl8E/TpJdVPUIsMI/AAAAAAAADM4/377VHK1fep8/s1600/2011-10-08+108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="279" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CKBr7WeHl8E/TpJdVPUIsMI/AAAAAAAADM4/377VHK1fep8/s320/2011-10-08+108.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oJDTqrKKe0c/TpJdzujiXBI/AAAAAAAADM8/9sJ7fy4Tl6Y/s1600/2011-10-08+111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oJDTqrKKe0c/TpJdzujiXBI/AAAAAAAADM8/9sJ7fy4Tl6Y/s320/2011-10-08+111.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Margaret was the crazy one, jumping full-in to the icy cold water. . .with a smile on her face and everything :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-izucw0uQmRo/TpJfMEXfD9I/AAAAAAAADNA/TRtpTbttAxU/s1600/2011-10-08+109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-izucw0uQmRo/TpJfMEXfD9I/AAAAAAAADNA/TRtpTbttAxU/s320/2011-10-08+109.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is Thomas (on right) with his friend Edward. . .I think it's great that two 7th grade boys let me take their picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DiffD0QbdMU/TpJfcMFNsuI/AAAAAAAADNE/AjIBMw9hqf4/s1600/2011-10-08+113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DiffD0QbdMU/TpJfcMFNsuI/AAAAAAAADNE/AjIBMw9hqf4/s320/2011-10-08+113.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful Marie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ynLQTvhTuQA/TpJhU96so9I/AAAAAAAADNM/KSbAgpyp2Uo/s1600/2011-10-08+146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ynLQTvhTuQA/TpJhU96so9I/AAAAAAAADNM/KSbAgpyp2Uo/s320/2011-10-08+146.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had to jump a little ahead in our day to find a picture of Frederick but here it is!&amp;nbsp; (BTW, Tom cut that mop off his head the next day -- yea.)&lt;/div&gt;Robert and Edward headed out on the tube. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cmj5aPTezaE/TpJinN1KD8I/AAAAAAAADNQ/RsRQbQ1CQ6s/s1600/2011-10-08+115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cmj5aPTezaE/TpJinN1KD8I/AAAAAAAADNQ/RsRQbQ1CQ6s/s320/2011-10-08+115.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking mighty relaxed, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zXVvuvlmQ_M/TpJkNt-DJ5I/AAAAAAAADNU/3wEaF5VxPGY/s1600/2011-10-08+116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zXVvuvlmQ_M/TpJkNt-DJ5I/AAAAAAAADNU/3wEaF5VxPGY/s320/2011-10-08+116.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cf5jDvi8vYM/TpJkefY-cjI/AAAAAAAADNY/e4MY23XNfJM/s1600/2011-10-08+118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cf5jDvi8vYM/TpJkefY-cjI/AAAAAAAADNY/e4MY23XNfJM/s320/2011-10-08+118.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow, Thomas always managed to stay on. . .unfortunately for Edward, he didn't fare as well.&amp;nbsp; He was one cold boy when he climbed back on to the boat!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z043AF3JXYg/TpJkuy6VfiI/AAAAAAAADNc/xRQXO4lH_E8/s1600/2011-10-08+127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z043AF3JXYg/TpJkuy6VfiI/AAAAAAAADNc/xRQXO4lH_E8/s320/2011-10-08+127.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3dDXmIHfSmo/TpJlUuxJsLI/AAAAAAAADNg/P0FSwu7BlGM/s1600/2011-10-08+129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3dDXmIHfSmo/TpJlUuxJsLI/AAAAAAAADNg/P0FSwu7BlGM/s400/2011-10-08+129.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The smiles, the pure joy. . .priceless&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls went out on the tube together too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, their instructions were clear. . .go slow. . .go straight. . .we don't want to fall off. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S5oVtfflM6k/TpJouiIz5wI/AAAAAAAADNo/YQ-s_BaRXS4/s1600/2011-10-08+132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S5oVtfflM6k/TpJouiIz5wI/AAAAAAAADNo/YQ-s_BaRXS4/s320/2011-10-08+132.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b341yn3nvvY/TpJo6GfjIPI/AAAAAAAADNs/ZubYoY6mmYI/s1600/2011-10-08+134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b341yn3nvvY/TpJo6GfjIPI/AAAAAAAADNs/ZubYoY6mmYI/s320/2011-10-08+134.JPG" width="204" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bJBVNXfW9U8/TpJqysjlQ_I/AAAAAAAADNw/diIl_0tj8PU/s1600/2011-10-08+136b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bJBVNXfW9U8/TpJqysjlQ_I/AAAAAAAADNw/diIl_0tj8PU/s320/2011-10-08+136b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ipnA9q19pVo/TpJrqpaQH7I/AAAAAAAADN4/EgEg-ORDmFI/s1600/2011-10-08+144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ipnA9q19pVo/TpJrqpaQH7I/AAAAAAAADN4/EgEg-ORDmFI/s640/2011-10-08+144.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we stopped for some lunch. . . I tried another panorama shot. . .looks like I have a little "skip" in it but I think it captures the essence of the day perfectly.&amp;nbsp; Here is a shot of the other 180 degrees:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gLBTmzGTlv8/TpJsZSPjbhI/AAAAAAAADN8/87QLtW1j9ow/s1600/2011-10-08+148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="154" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gLBTmzGTlv8/TpJsZSPjbhI/AAAAAAAADN8/87QLtW1j9ow/s640/2011-10-08+148.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just perfect quietness out there.&amp;nbsp; Everyone but me made it to the island (no food on the boat. . .crumbs = mice). . .some ferrying themselves on the tube to stay out of the cold water.&amp;nbsp; The sun, however, was out and bright and warm. . .I was just wearing short sleeves so you all know it must have been 80 degrees or so.&amp;nbsp; LOVE THIS WEATHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oXkD04S4hVs/TpWDwQ6MJNI/AAAAAAAADOE/oydHfBHBi_c/s1600/2011-10-08+147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oXkD04S4hVs/TpWDwQ6MJNI/AAAAAAAADOE/oydHfBHBi_c/s320/2011-10-08+147.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture of lunch on the island with some of them&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M62uSfWfAW0/TpWFXbtH0bI/AAAAAAAADOQ/aWRW6LxnxDg/s1600/2011-10-08+149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M62uSfWfAW0/TpWFXbtH0bI/AAAAAAAADOQ/aWRW6LxnxDg/s320/2011-10-08+149.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Out an about exploring. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PD10aKBxvuc/TpWFnkF3NGI/AAAAAAAADOY/ro-TfDPonE8/s1600/2011-10-08+150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PD10aKBxvuc/TpWFnkF3NGI/AAAAAAAADOY/ro-TfDPonE8/s320/2011-10-08+150.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The big boys paddled the tube out to the island. . .apparently they never got there?!?&amp;nbsp; I'm not exactly sure where they were but they made it back so all is well. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aJwVrla67aA/TpWF4Ber-5I/AAAAAAAADOg/kx7zFgZMdsE/s1600/2011-10-08+153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aJwVrla67aA/TpWF4Ber-5I/AAAAAAAADOg/kx7zFgZMdsE/s320/2011-10-08+153.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frederick. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xEVfkZXlOTQ/TpWGIu6CTDI/AAAAAAAADOo/bz6RKyOan1Y/s1600/2011-10-08+155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xEVfkZXlOTQ/TpWGIu6CTDI/AAAAAAAADOo/bz6RKyOan1Y/s320/2011-10-08+155.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Marie and Margaret. . .they are not supposed to have their lifejackets undone. . .I think they thought we were too far away to see. . .and we were but my super-lens picked it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U0Wp0rwhu0M/TpWGYYR0vMI/AAAAAAAADOw/2WyrknaETe8/s1600/2011-10-08+156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U0Wp0rwhu0M/TpWGYYR0vMI/AAAAAAAADOw/2WyrknaETe8/s320/2011-10-08+156.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THE MUD!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xIBlzfFIqpo/TpWG3pSOvFI/AAAAAAAADPE/-j0jiY0Jwz4/s1600/2011-10-08+159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xIBlzfFIqpo/TpWG3pSOvFI/AAAAAAAADPE/-j0jiY0Jwz4/s320/2011-10-08+159.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DtU984dPNOk/TpWGoSkdwVI/AAAAAAAADO4/dTWKZrU7X9Y/s1600/2011-10-08+158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DtU984dPNOk/TpWGoSkdwVI/AAAAAAAADO4/dTWKZrU7X9Y/s320/2011-10-08+158.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And some peace, while the five kids were out "doing their thing" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7SKyXaPV9L8/TpYeh7ARPqI/AAAAAAAADPM/H-79Ji0gtGM/s1600/2011-10-08+161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7SKyXaPV9L8/TpYeh7ARPqI/AAAAAAAADPM/H-79Ji0gtGM/s320/2011-10-08+161.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then back on the lake for some kneeboarding. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JN82WNDOgZ0/TpYflzOxJ6I/AAAAAAAADPU/dr3zJnPACwo/s1600/2011-10-08+163b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JN82WNDOgZ0/TpYflzOxJ6I/AAAAAAAADPU/dr3zJnPACwo/s320/2011-10-08+163b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the kneeboard that Tom got on his 17th birthday!&amp;nbsp; Ha!&amp;nbsp; Bet he never in a million years thought his son would be on it someday :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Vsc2y6STIY/TpYgMzgJJKI/AAAAAAAADPc/DQm_w3lCK1c/s1600/2011-10-08+169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Vsc2y6STIY/TpYgMzgJJKI/AAAAAAAADPc/DQm_w3lCK1c/s320/2011-10-08+169.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Edward tried his hand (knees?) at it too but it wasn't really his thing.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Those on the boat weren't too interested in the kneeboarding. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DyKGhH11t60/TpYic9YiKdI/AAAAAAAADPk/gf3rwjDdJQw/s1600/2011-10-08+171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DyKGhH11t60/TpYic9YiKdI/AAAAAAAADPk/gf3rwjDdJQw/s320/2011-10-08+171.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bLNnRwOsLwo/TpYiy8rpEQI/AAAAAAAADPs/G00jLQs06Eg/s1600/2011-10-08+173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bLNnRwOsLwo/TpYiy8rpEQI/AAAAAAAADPs/G00jLQs06Eg/s320/2011-10-08+173.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So Thomas decided that he might try skiing. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JHmrKjYiHGQ/TpYlJqFIGfI/AAAAAAAADQA/0NeKZs7m45g/s1600/2011-10-08+172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JHmrKjYiHGQ/TpYlJqFIGfI/AAAAAAAADQA/0NeKZs7m45g/s320/2011-10-08+172.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7rlZht5_cnE/TpYlaaL4G3I/AAAAAAAADQI/ZaOZLTSwq8o/s1600/2011-10-08+174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7rlZht5_cnE/TpYlaaL4G3I/AAAAAAAADQI/ZaOZLTSwq8o/s320/2011-10-08+174.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He did great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_92564913"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_92564914"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hM1-92GVwOk/TpYwklM8zgI/AAAAAAAADQQ/jUJcm44sOOw/s1600/2011-10-08+181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hM1-92GVwOk/TpYwklM8zgI/AAAAAAAADQQ/jUJcm44sOOw/s320/2011-10-08+181.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MZor8STkHFY/TpYwzfvO9II/AAAAAAAADQY/lz08eyNtlrw/s1600/2011-10-08+184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MZor8STkHFY/TpYwzfvO9II/AAAAAAAADQY/lz08eyNtlrw/s320/2011-10-08+184.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8WvzHenrzQ4/TpYxFRFQOeI/AAAAAAAADQg/MrLQQYAG73g/s1600/2011-10-08+189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8WvzHenrzQ4/TpYxFRFQOeI/AAAAAAAADQg/MrLQQYAG73g/s320/2011-10-08+189.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Edward did good too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3sB4AtvYwY/TpY3Hnp6rJI/AAAAAAAADQo/TEoG8dhr1cw/s1600/2011-10-08+191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3sB4AtvYwY/TpY3Hnp6rJI/AAAAAAAADQo/TEoG8dhr1cw/s320/2011-10-08+191.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OG_C_4qcb7E/TpY3XGSYI6I/AAAAAAAADQ0/Pm_8QRVy3kA/s1600/2011-10-08+194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OG_C_4qcb7E/TpY3XGSYI6I/AAAAAAAADQ0/Pm_8QRVy3kA/s320/2011-10-08+194.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oSGKjyHC7ag/TpY3mqLVrPI/AAAAAAAADQ8/lWmCAcpFfsI/s1600/2011-10-08+196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oSGKjyHC7ag/TpY3mqLVrPI/AAAAAAAADQ8/lWmCAcpFfsI/s320/2011-10-08+196.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And then, best of all, Tom jumped in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XdVOj5IVcKA/TpZRLbjxKaI/AAAAAAAADRE/XV-d0PFlG1Q/s1600/2011-10-08+202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XdVOj5IVcKA/TpZRLbjxKaI/AAAAAAAADRE/XV-d0PFlG1Q/s320/2011-10-08+202.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Man, it was COLD.&amp;nbsp; He got in to. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hlm-hNni_Sk/TpZRp_H7-YI/AAAAAAAADRM/WncTe7Jpx00/s1600/2011-10-08+199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hlm-hNni_Sk/TpZRp_H7-YI/AAAAAAAADRM/WncTe7Jpx00/s320/2011-10-08+199.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4YxeoSqwe2c/TpbP16Be3SI/AAAAAAAADRU/8ZBBZfAB9vE/s1600/2011-10-08+204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4YxeoSqwe2c/TpbP16Be3SI/AAAAAAAADRU/8ZBBZfAB9vE/s320/2011-10-08+204.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bdAYN6pZ92s/TpbQKssAueI/AAAAAAAADRc/_6AfihmPl20/s1600/2011-10-08+207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bdAYN6pZ92s/TpbQKssAueI/AAAAAAAADRc/_6AfihmPl20/s320/2011-10-08+207.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F9yBG1YaK_g/TpbQdSqt1DI/AAAAAAAADRo/y94tzag71FA/s1600/2011-10-08+208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F9yBG1YaK_g/TpbQdSqt1DI/AAAAAAAADRo/y94tzag71FA/s400/2011-10-08+208.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Thomas was snapping these pictures because I was driving and this is all he got.&amp;nbsp; He kept complaining that the boat was too bumpy. . .I figured out afterward that he was zooming in too far.&amp;nbsp; Oh well. . .it was fun, through the ski mirror, to see my guy ski again.&amp;nbsp; It's been sooooooo long.&amp;nbsp; And he's still just as good. . .jumping those wakes and showing off those guns (at least you can see those in this picture -- ha!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe that, although you are tired of reading this post (and so far it's taken me four days to complete it), the KIDS weren't tired yet so we headed to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FXC7sUcqIXs/TpbTewgW3YI/AAAAAAAADRw/ZmFvvFYFdrk/s1600/2011-10-08+219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FXC7sUcqIXs/TpbTewgW3YI/AAAAAAAADRw/ZmFvvFYFdrk/s320/2011-10-08+219.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was deserted. . .good for the kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gzut7oKsuas/TpbVv7id2yI/AAAAAAAADR4/sqRY85WB1kE/s1600/2011-10-08+220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gzut7oKsuas/TpbVv7id2yI/AAAAAAAADR4/sqRY85WB1kE/s320/2011-10-08+220.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Margaret. . .right at home at any beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The white poles are water tables. . .in the spring/summer they are mostly under water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DpI5oO8AP-I/TpbV_wDj8jI/AAAAAAAADSA/Z-JYu6LMKiM/s1600/2011-10-08+226.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DpI5oO8AP-I/TpbV_wDj8jI/AAAAAAAADSA/Z-JYu6LMKiM/s320/2011-10-08+226.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There go the big boys. . .such fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uosqdg9KDSo/TpbWQ9VmT6I/AAAAAAAADSI/8La3UoQsOEA/s1600/2011-10-08+232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uosqdg9KDSo/TpbWQ9VmT6I/AAAAAAAADSI/8La3UoQsOEA/s320/2011-10-08+232.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frederick hunting or gathering sand or something. . .:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dmdje50Bd0s/TpbWibareqI/AAAAAAAADSQ/Xse-5pNUOi4/s1600/2011-10-08+233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dmdje50Bd0s/TpbWibareqI/AAAAAAAADSQ/Xse-5pNUOi4/s320/2011-10-08+233.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marie never ventured to the water's edge.&amp;nbsp; She's my girl :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1N3huE-kJ_0/TpcvuWWHW8I/AAAAAAAADSc/vFLAqOwgMmA/s1600/2011-10-08+228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1N3huE-kJ_0/TpcvuWWHW8I/AAAAAAAADSc/vFLAqOwgMmA/s320/2011-10-08+228.JPG" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's fun to sit on the boat and watch what is going on but be too far away to really hear them. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7groQNQ_FoM/Tpcv2XkZ74I/AAAAAAAADSk/v4akC_YU0m4/s1600/2011-10-08+234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7groQNQ_FoM/Tpcv2XkZ74I/AAAAAAAADSk/v4akC_YU0m4/s320/2011-10-08+234.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh yea, Margaret and Edward ventured out into the water again. . .they are trying to balance on the swimming markers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nm-Zpu8wi4I/TpcwGLdYMSI/AAAAAAAADSs/1gcvGGVESDk/s1600/2011-10-08+235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nm-Zpu8wi4I/TpcwGLdYMSI/AAAAAAAADSs/1gcvGGVESDk/s320/2011-10-08+235.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And there goes Thomas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fXdOnyoEPjQ/TpcwR-zBsWI/AAAAAAAADS0/PiS6iwZFY94/s1600/2011-10-08+237b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fXdOnyoEPjQ/TpcwR-zBsWI/AAAAAAAADS0/PiS6iwZFY94/s320/2011-10-08+237b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They were having a contest to see who could balance on the tubing the longest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GZW0UUoO-Uo/TpcwmZeEXPI/AAAAAAAADS8/B-GOmyvUJQE/s1600/2011-10-08+238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GZW0UUoO-Uo/TpcwmZeEXPI/AAAAAAAADS8/B-GOmyvUJQE/s320/2011-10-08+238.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Margaret brought a "treasure" over for me to photograph. . .we don't bring shells and rocks home but I'll always take a picture for the memory. . .I have dozens of pictures (which take up a lot less room then the actual objects would!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SSKqm1wjEQA/TpcxDTU8TeI/AAAAAAAADTE/kNH4WK6X1BI/s1600/2011-10-08+239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SSKqm1wjEQA/TpcxDTU8TeI/AAAAAAAADTE/kNH4WK6X1BI/s320/2011-10-08+239.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The moon was out. . .time to head in. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-awNgXLHE2Hw/TpdsSvrqSdI/AAAAAAAADTM/AHuGCOv3Wk4/s1600/2011-10-08+242b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-awNgXLHE2Hw/TpdsSvrqSdI/AAAAAAAADTM/AHuGCOv3Wk4/s320/2011-10-08+242b.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thomas brought us up to the dock.&amp;nbsp; He still doesn't have his boating license. . .grrrr. . .2 years now. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iIDUP4dYUN0/TpdsicNiXzI/AAAAAAAADTY/D_7vkR91Pg8/s1600/2011-10-08+244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iIDUP4dYUN0/TpdsicNiXzI/AAAAAAAADTY/D_7vkR91Pg8/s320/2011-10-08+244.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Margaret found my People magazine (which I rarely purchase and she loves)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hMbyNYPfamA/Tpds-G89RII/AAAAAAAADTg/z4Sx8rtytFY/s1600/2011-10-08+246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hMbyNYPfamA/Tpds-G89RII/AAAAAAAADTg/z4Sx8rtytFY/s320/2011-10-08+246.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is it. . .pulling the boat out for the last time this 2011 boating season.&amp;nbsp; It's been a great one.&amp;nbsp; Thank you, always, Grandpa Fred, for letting us use your boat each season.&amp;nbsp; Here are a few of other posts I did this year &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/08/weekend-with-dad-and-vjs.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/06/our-lake-weekend.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/08/long-week.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/08/life.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Wow.&amp;nbsp; Good times, good memories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1439380540"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1439380541"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-4674714003794641502?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/4674714003794641502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-last-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/4674714003794641502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/4674714003794641502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-last-time.html' title='One MoreTime?'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QRJt_3RirGg/TpJWRf_7wbI/AAAAAAAADMY/I3BiWB5ImPM/s72-c/DSCF5417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-4263360194883703328</id><published>2011-10-06T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T18:19:08.924-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><title type='text'>It's Fun to Win!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yWVBYVwZVcQ/To5sFRaQA4I/AAAAAAAADLU/TQKmu4tLbZI/s1600/DSCF5146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yWVBYVwZVcQ/To5sFRaQA4I/AAAAAAAADLU/TQKmu4tLbZI/s320/DSCF5146.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thomas had a couple of friendlies for his Club Soccer league in &lt;a href="http://www.franklin-gov.com/"&gt;Franklin, TN&lt;/a&gt; last Sunday.&amp;nbsp; I only got to drive through town on my way to the fields, but I know I'd love to go back again sometime to explore.&amp;nbsp; It looked like such a cute place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FpJIhfB1cMY/To5s5yEevnI/AAAAAAAADLY/aNH6otIbL7I/s1600/DSCF5147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FpJIhfB1cMY/To5s5yEevnI/AAAAAAAADLY/aNH6otIbL7I/s320/DSCF5147.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There is Thomas, to the far right in this picture.&amp;nbsp; It looks like they were beating up on this poor orange team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SoeXieQrZD0/To5uSvCWTTI/AAAAAAAADLc/iEUXeUGatww/s1600/DSCF5155b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SoeXieQrZD0/To5uSvCWTTI/AAAAAAAADLc/iEUXeUGatww/s320/DSCF5155b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ha!&amp;nbsp; They were :)&amp;nbsp; I don't have pictures of the first game because Tom left with Thomas and Marie before church started and I held down the fort in our 3rd grade class before heading to Franklin.&amp;nbsp; I got to the first game about half-time, and they were doing well.&amp;nbsp; I'm so glad I made the trip over, even though we had to take two cars to make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yc8NATFojsM/To5voSeF_jI/AAAAAAAADLg/mSOngyoD30s/s1600/DSCF5157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yc8NATFojsM/To5voSeF_jI/AAAAAAAADLg/mSOngyoD30s/s400/DSCF5157.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here he is on defense, which is where he usually plays on this team.&amp;nbsp; They did a good job of guarding the goal this week -- the first game the other team didn't even score and during this game only 1-2 balls got by the defense and the keeper. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VqdPy5-_4Sk/To5woTFzjVI/AAAAAAAADLk/uoKV2ENldB4/s1600/DSCF5150b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VqdPy5-_4Sk/To5woTFzjVI/AAAAAAAADLk/uoKV2ENldB4/s400/DSCF5150b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Here is the team at half-time. . .this is their assistant coach, Dave.&amp;nbsp; It's fun to win and it seems this team does a lot of winning when the coach isn't there. . .hmmmmmm. . .his assistant, though, is the coach's younger brother so I guess it could be said that he taught him everything he knows?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0gj3WvwW1dg/To5xn0DOt3I/AAAAAAAADLo/RFRZ-AUbaRQ/s1600/DSCF5165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0gj3WvwW1dg/To5xn0DOt3I/AAAAAAAADLo/RFRZ-AUbaRQ/s320/DSCF5165.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And Thomas is FAST.&amp;nbsp; I know this and yet am always amazed at his ability to out-run almost every other player on the field every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nA5OIPO23EA/To5yv9LoQUI/AAAAAAAADLs/qx7sMp5dR9o/s1600/DSCF5168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nA5OIPO23EA/To5yv9LoQUI/AAAAAAAADLs/qx7sMp5dR9o/s320/DSCF5168.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A couple of the fans (Tom and Marie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3OiO68n7foU/To5zH2WDKFI/AAAAAAAADL0/eJQPQnkQE7s/s1600/DSCF5153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3OiO68n7foU/To5zH2WDKFI/AAAAAAAADL0/eJQPQnkQE7s/s320/DSCF5153.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These fans weren't as interested in the game as they were the dry-erase games I had in the trunk to pass the time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(B's brother, Frederick, Margaret)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CReYf3-lSbY/To5znwj6xRI/AAAAAAAADL4/fp60dZwTgMQ/s1600/DSCF5175b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CReYf3-lSbY/To5znwj6xRI/AAAAAAAADL4/fp60dZwTgMQ/s320/DSCF5175b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was a &lt;i&gt;beautiful &lt;/i&gt;October day. . .clear skies, nice temperatures. . .I spent a good part of my time with the camera in my hand, trying to capture a picture of the soccer ball in the air against that perfect sky:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G-Lvk_NkviY/To50aVz3OeI/AAAAAAAADL8/DjksqNLXsc8/s1600/DSCF5176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G-Lvk_NkviY/To50aVz3OeI/AAAAAAAADL8/DjksqNLXsc8/s320/DSCF5176.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And, although it wasn't *this* corner kick, Thomas did have a chance in the second half of the second half to make a few and one of those kicks curved perfectly into the goal for a SCORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Adk0cC2ljJA/To5036YPRII/AAAAAAAADMA/fiQ6eEQj_M8/s1600/DSCF5177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Adk0cC2ljJA/To5036YPRII/AAAAAAAADMA/fiQ6eEQj_M8/s320/DSCF5177.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And here are those happy boys, after their second win in back-to-back games, making their victory run:&lt;br /&gt;(Thomas is on the far right) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ygyAX4hthMQ/To51L3NcR7I/AAAAAAAADME/IgMabrsm2C0/s1600/DSCF5178b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="430" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ygyAX4hthMQ/To51L3NcR7I/AAAAAAAADME/IgMabrsm2C0/s640/DSCF5178b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And the happy parents making a tunnel for them out on the field with congratulations to go around:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_S7Ye0Quew/To52U76JQdI/AAAAAAAADMI/XpkUJqXRpX4/s1600/DSCF5181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_S7Ye0Quew/To52U76JQdI/AAAAAAAADMI/XpkUJqXRpX4/s320/DSCF5181.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wish so much the following picture would have been in better focus because I just love the ease of it. . .Marie had gone over to the other side of the field to see her brother and his friend MJ (who traveled with us that day) and this is them walking back together toward us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ckHp9IErms/To53zdO515I/AAAAAAAADMQ/pi6XG8dqfc4/s1600/DSCF5182b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ckHp9IErms/To53zdO515I/AAAAAAAADMQ/pi6XG8dqfc4/s320/DSCF5182b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And, before we headed out to dinner with the team at Chili's, Marie snapped my &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/04/january-pictures-of-day.html"&gt;Picture of the Day&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KX53QkYIVQY/To549k-ntsI/AAAAAAAADMU/qr_sbzph724/s1600/DSCF5184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KX53QkYIVQY/To549k-ntsI/AAAAAAAADMU/qr_sbzph724/s320/DSCF5184.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ha!&amp;nbsp; What do you know?&amp;nbsp; She got it perfectly in focus :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful day, Lord.&amp;nbsp; Great games to watch, Thomas.&amp;nbsp; What a blessed life we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-4263360194883703328?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/4263360194883703328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-fun-to-win.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/4263360194883703328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/4263360194883703328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-fun-to-win.html' title='It&apos;s Fun to Win!'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yWVBYVwZVcQ/To5sFRaQA4I/AAAAAAAADLU/TQKmu4tLbZI/s72-c/DSCF5146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-7181122548880949629</id><published>2011-09-30T15:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T18:19:38.554-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>The Greatest Job</title><content type='html'>Last night I had some time to go through some old posts I had written (almost 2 years ago!) and I was just so &lt;i&gt;full&lt;/i&gt; with the blessings our family has been given.&amp;nbsp; When I first started this blog I spent some time documenting where I was in my Season of Motherhood.&amp;nbsp; I stumbled upon those posts and wondered to myself. . .am I thankful enough, do I encourage my children enough, love them enough?&amp;nbsp; Do they know how precious they are to us?&amp;nbsp; To God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GnkUtlpz7o4/ToVRVKWHPwI/AAAAAAAADJs/epNnA17P6JM/s1600/Me+%2526+the+kids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GnkUtlpz7o4/ToVRVKWHPwI/AAAAAAAADJs/epNnA17P6JM/s400/Me+%2526+the+kids.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;August 2011&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;First I read &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2009/11/season-of-motherhood.html"&gt;Thomas's post&lt;/a&gt; (you can click on the colored letters and it will take you directly to that link then hit the "back" button if you want to get back to this post. . .these directions are mainly for my mother who is still new at using her computer).&lt;br /&gt;I led that post with one of my all-time favorite pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvGgnd11vHI/AAAAAAAAACY/bjr3VWk3XhU/s320/robert+pumpkin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvGgnd11vHI/AAAAAAAAACY/bjr3VWk3XhU/s320/robert+pumpkin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is a recent picture of him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-No4owr_XJMU/ToVCqZ1bDgI/AAAAAAAADJI/NNmdAbAsUHc/s1600/soccer+robert.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-No4owr_XJMU/ToVCqZ1bDgI/AAAAAAAADJI/NNmdAbAsUHc/s320/soccer+robert.jpg" width="203" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm glad his hair is shorter.&amp;nbsp; I love his blue, blue eyes (which you can't see in that picture).&amp;nbsp; He has a beautiful smile.&amp;nbsp; He's as tall as me (gulp!).&amp;nbsp; He is in 7th grade and his life seems to be soccer.&amp;nbsp; He coaches his brother's U10 team with his dad and plays on a travel U13 team.&amp;nbsp; He also attends Sunday School, Youth on Sunday nights and Wednesday night church.&amp;nbsp; He loves Jesus.&amp;nbsp; We are studying Joshua right now in Community Bible Study and he has great insight into the book. . .we often do our lessons together.&amp;nbsp; I really &lt;i&gt;like &lt;/i&gt;him.&amp;nbsp; This is a picture of him last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NvXTDpLxTnA/ToVDtEiYjRI/AAAAAAAADJM/bZ2uh26Boso/s1600/2011-09-29+053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NvXTDpLxTnA/ToVDtEiYjRI/AAAAAAAADJM/bZ2uh26Boso/s320/2011-09-29+053.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I gave him a painting job.&amp;nbsp; I think we're at the end of the second week?&amp;nbsp; I'm tired of the room being torn up and blue paint dripped on the sink and molding (and ceiling -- ack!) but I can say it's a job he's done &lt;i&gt;all by himself&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I bought the supplies and helped him to get set-up but otherwise it's been all him.&amp;nbsp; And the room is looking great!&amp;nbsp; I'm excited to put it all back together.&amp;nbsp; I did pay him for it. . .money he, of course (if you know him), he has already spent BUT I can say that he saw the job through to the end -- with a little nudging from his father and myself :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X8ymkeDA_Dg/ToXps-KOmgI/AAAAAAAADLI/9HmWnBdq7VU/s1600/2011-07-05+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X8ymkeDA_Dg/ToXps-KOmgI/AAAAAAAADLI/9HmWnBdq7VU/s320/2011-07-05+002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Muddy boy after a wet day at FCA soccer camp!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I really can't imagine the future the Lord holds for him.&amp;nbsp; He's great at arguing -- he'd make an awesome lawyer (but frankly too lazy to do all the endless paperwork involved).&amp;nbsp; He is super at encouraging others -- he'd make a fantastic coach and teacher. . .he likes school too, which is a plus in that career :)&amp;nbsp; He'd love to be a famous soccer player but what almost-13-yr-old boy doesn't want to be a "famous" something at what their sport of choice is?&amp;nbsp; He's running a leg in a half-marathon next month for a ministry he volunteers for, &lt;a href="http://www.risingaboveministries.org/"&gt;Rising Above Ministries&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; He is an awesome son.&amp;nbsp; A terrific big brother.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2luawvCxko/ToVF7wb35RI/AAAAAAAADJQ/f5FHL0Q9Em4/s1600/brothers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2luawvCxko/ToVF7wb35RI/AAAAAAAADJQ/f5FHL0Q9Em4/s320/brothers.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I led &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2009/11/season-of-motherhood-ii.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; with this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvJa1A-WMjI/AAAAAAAAADY/fQgB5ds4CkE/s320/laura+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvJa1A-WMjI/AAAAAAAAADY/fQgB5ds4CkE/s320/laura+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And here is a picture of Marie taken this month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i0PcMjefW4M/ToVH-A4XjWI/AAAAAAAADJU/jXhaeMmFLJc/s1600/Laura+Marie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i0PcMjefW4M/ToVH-A4XjWI/AAAAAAAADJU/jXhaeMmFLJc/s320/Laura+Marie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She has grown up sooooooooooo much in these past almost-2-years!&amp;nbsp; The braces certainly paid off. . .her hair is still a beautiful golden (and longer, which she likes more). . .and she is getting &lt;i&gt;tall&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Here is a picture of her and Tom before a date they had together this summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cW5wMhBb3PA/ToVJAdganHI/AAAAAAAADJY/vRMy5sNrJRI/s1600/LMB+and+Daddy+date+night.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cW5wMhBb3PA/ToVJAdganHI/AAAAAAAADJY/vRMy5sNrJRI/s320/LMB+and+Daddy+date+night.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Marie just bought shoes this week in a size 9.5.&amp;nbsp; That's an entire size bigger than me!!!&amp;nbsp; She likes to hang out with the boys and can take it as much as she gives it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hmjwjrimmt4/ToVJ8edpXAI/AAAAAAAADJc/YJj2eDd170k/s1600/2011-08-27+121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hmjwjrimmt4/ToVJ8edpXAI/AAAAAAAADJc/YJj2eDd170k/s320/2011-08-27+121.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing the "pushing game" out on the lake this summer.&amp;nbsp; Thomas's friend Amadeus is with us as well as some random boy that wandered over to play too.&amp;nbsp; Marie, of course, is right out there with them!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Marie is more of a quiet girl.&amp;nbsp; She kept telling me that she thought a "perfect" day would be to stay at the library reading as long as she wanted too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3qr3TP9nOo/ToYk94Sy-HI/AAAAAAAADLQ/do7r9lHzeyo/s1600/092611114940.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3qr3TP9nOo/ToYk94Sy-HI/AAAAAAAADLQ/do7r9lHzeyo/s320/092611114940.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We fulfilled that "dream" this week. . .we went Monday afternoon and were only there for 2 hours, but they were a full two hours, just for her, and she did what she wanted. . .sat with a stack of books just reading.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes in this chair at the back of the Children's section and some of the time she was sitting on the floor between bookshelves with books all around her.&amp;nbsp; I love it :)&lt;br /&gt;Marie loves science.&amp;nbsp; She seems to have a "knack" for building and engineering principles.&amp;nbsp; She wanted me take this picture of her a month or so ago. . .it was a block she carefully constructed with legos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-us7Dw1MGBSA/ToVLr9ORKYI/AAAAAAAADJg/scT5NTREB5U/s1600/2011-08-27+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-us7Dw1MGBSA/ToVLr9ORKYI/AAAAAAAADJg/scT5NTREB5U/s320/2011-08-27+001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It really was a very solid block.&amp;nbsp; I have about 5 more pictures of it. . .she wanted to make sure it was documented from every angle.&amp;nbsp; She has more patience then the others and tends to be the peacemaker.&amp;nbsp; She has a heart for justice and a keen awareness/softness for right-and-wrong.&amp;nbsp; I have seen her get upset more than once over someone else getting in trouble when she really didn't believe it was their fault "because, Mommy, they just didn't know the rules" or "they just pick on (fill-in-the-blank) for no reason".&amp;nbsp; She is careful and organized -- I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; opening her drawers, they are so tidy! -- and she just wants everyone to get along and be fair.&amp;nbsp; I cannot imagine the adventures the Lord has planned for her, how He will use her. . .missionary comes to mind but she would like to be, like her brother, a famous soccer player -- I say dream big!&amp;nbsp; She is good on the field too. . .a real &lt;b&gt;team player&lt;/b&gt;. . .there is no "I" in "team" for her.&amp;nbsp; She likes to belong and is secure in her place on the team and, most importantly, in her family.&amp;nbsp; This last picture really captures who she is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sjKoOD66SLQ/ToXlXD6iBzI/AAAAAAAADK4/L0Ycz49kQcc/s1600/Laura.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sjKoOD66SLQ/ToXlXD6iBzI/AAAAAAAADK4/L0Ycz49kQcc/s320/Laura.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marie working on her CBS work, May 2011&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And then God blessed us with the exact opposite of Marie. . .He gave us Margaret (and here is her &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2009/11/season-of-motherhood-iii.html"&gt;original post&lt;/a&gt;) and picture from two years ago (and, yes, the same photographer/editor as the other two):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvR3tHqLW8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/XB-lR8YaKwc/s320/erin+pumpkin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvR3tHqLW8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/XB-lR8YaKwc/s320/erin+pumpkin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And at a recent soccer game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YtGjIrhI7uw/ToVPJTbOqrI/AAAAAAAADJo/huzfFPh8vG0/s1600/Margaret.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YtGjIrhI7uw/ToVPJTbOqrI/AAAAAAAADJo/huzfFPh8vG0/s320/Margaret.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That is a crazy picture. . .I'm quite sure I didn't take it :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But it is Margaret, her personality, it really shows off &lt;i&gt;who she is&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It looks like all of her teeth have grown in!&amp;nbsp; I didn't remember that from two years ago but luckily it was recorded in that&lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2009/11/season-of-motherhood-iii.html"&gt; post&lt;/a&gt;. . .apparently she didn't like all the holes/spaces in her mouth.&amp;nbsp; Two nights ago she pulled out two bottom teeth that were side-by-side.&amp;nbsp; It's so weird to see such a large space in the bottom of her mouth. . .there is already a tooth coming up in one of the spaces so they were ready to go!&amp;nbsp; She is my one child that doesn't bite her nails. . .the other five of us must absorb all her anxiety for her.&amp;nbsp; She just doesn't have a worry in the world. . .no exaggeration.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;She looks (to me) the most like a Bell.&amp;nbsp; Here is a great generational picture we got this summer of the Bell Women:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gWdsOS8KiEA/ToVSBllg7GI/AAAAAAAADJw/An56P6kopyg/s400/Kathy-Nana-Erin.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="323" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Kathy, Nana, Margaret (Aug. 2011)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now that sassy stance? &amp;nbsp; Both those ladies will deny it with everything they have. . .who knows where she got that from?!?&amp;nbsp; Margaret is her own person. . .it just cannot be denied.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BED32LBKS7M/ToXJBBQ5SpI/AAAAAAAADKI/4FmDJ-OgpEQ/s1600/2011-07-30+057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BED32LBKS7M/ToXJBBQ5SpI/AAAAAAAADKI/4FmDJ-OgpEQ/s320/2011-07-30+057.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Currently she does a floor gymnastics class once a week for an hour. . .and every girl in the class is in late-jr-high or high school -- Margaret is in 4th grade.&amp;nbsp; And she doesn't care a whit.&amp;nbsp; In fact, I think she &lt;i&gt;likes&lt;/i&gt; being around the older girls and to be honest, I don't think they mind that she's there with them.&amp;nbsp; She just kinda blends in.&amp;nbsp; Another thing she has picked up recently, to my joy, is tennis!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4chO8jlZiDs/ToVU2kccu3I/AAAAAAAADJ4/hxLJkv4BpsU/s1600/Erin+tennis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4chO8jlZiDs/ToVU2kccu3I/AAAAAAAADJ4/hxLJkv4BpsU/s320/Erin+tennis.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She's also in my Kitchen 102 class at our local homeschool co-op:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eAGOWiOkuMQ/ToVUBmfBsnI/AAAAAAAADJ0/cM2bWbSxEPA/s1600/2011-09-18+395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eAGOWiOkuMQ/ToVUBmfBsnI/AAAAAAAADJ0/cM2bWbSxEPA/s320/2011-09-18+395.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She is dramatic and unpredictable and social and helpful and the quintessential "middle child". &amp;nbsp; She is the very definition of "princess". . .she knows what she wants and pretty much knows how to get others to get it and/or do it for her :)&amp;nbsp; She's athletic and smart and has a huge heart for animals while being a fashion mentor to me and her big sister.&amp;nbsp; She brings color to our family. . .has never met a stranger. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QgbLle3jmCA/ToXMUtUM1TI/AAAAAAAADKU/VLWme3BvjS8/s1600/2011-08-18+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QgbLle3jmCA/ToXMUtUM1TI/AAAAAAAADKU/VLWme3BvjS8/s320/2011-08-18+016.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were at a soccer match.&amp;nbsp; I'm fairly certain that Margaret didn't know a single person that she was playing with but it appears she has all of their attention!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;She is a handful that we're privileged to raise, someone we truly learn from every day.&amp;nbsp; I think she was in her element when she was on stage with her friend Grace at the county fair this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B0JWULqBel0/ToVXMVNuoQI/AAAAAAAADKA/rIlNqyeeGrY/s1600/2011-08-10+061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B0JWULqBel0/ToVXMVNuoQI/AAAAAAAADKA/rIlNqyeeGrY/s400/2011-08-10+061.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first stumbled upon these posts, the first one I read was&lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2009/11/season-of-motherhood-iv.html"&gt; this&lt;/a&gt; one with this as the lead picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/Svd-xlbs_3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/PGxrC9mM8sc/s320/SF+summer+09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/Svd-xlbs_3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/PGxrC9mM8sc/s320/SF+summer+09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Frederick lost that top front tooth before kindergarten (actually, the dentist pulled it because it was dead) and he didn't grow them in until the end of 2nd grade!&amp;nbsp; Funny how teeth can really change someone's appearance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s1I_PrxkfvE/ToVa5eQ8KcI/AAAAAAAADKE/kuJ77L5AGOQ/s1600/2011-08-27+078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s1I_PrxkfvE/ToVa5eQ8KcI/AAAAAAAADKE/kuJ77L5AGOQ/s320/2011-08-27+078.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YSmHXk_jYoo/ToXJ0fX4ZOI/AAAAAAAADKM/HqMUviRCJ6A/s1600/Stephen+summer+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YSmHXk_jYoo/ToXJ0fX4ZOI/AAAAAAAADKM/HqMUviRCJ6A/s320/Stephen+summer+2011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frederick might be 8 on paper but in his head he is 18 -- ha!&amp;nbsp; He is our know-it-all-I-have-trouble-ever-accepting-that-I-am-wrong kid.&amp;nbsp; Not necessarily a &lt;i&gt;bad&lt;/i&gt; thing, but it annoys his big brother to the ends of the earth.&amp;nbsp; We do have to continually remind him that Thomas is almost &lt;i&gt;5 years&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;older&lt;/i&gt; than him and, therefore, might have some knowledge/experience that Frederick does not yet have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Frederick is a perfectionist.&amp;nbsp; Kind of like his namesake, Grandpa Fred.&amp;nbsp; Good?&amp;nbsp; Bad?&amp;nbsp; Guess it depends.&amp;nbsp; He has a hard time failing and that is something we are working on with him.&amp;nbsp; Trying to remind him that &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;only&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is perfect and we are all fallen and broken and here to grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Frederick is sensitive.&amp;nbsp; He is also competitive.&amp;nbsp; In &lt;i&gt;everything.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; He has a sense of right-and-wrong and judgment that is very black-and-white (a lot like his dad) (and this is &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; to say that he doesn't break the rules -- he does).&amp;nbsp; Someone once mentioned that he would be great in the military with all their rules and discipline. . .yes, yes he would.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Frederick's school career is odd. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TSXuq2eJd1Y/ToXOKMErUnI/AAAAAAAADKc/XkAum7JSsWY/s1600/2011-09-18+383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TSXuq2eJd1Y/ToXOKMErUnI/AAAAAAAADKc/XkAum7JSsWY/s320/2011-09-18+383.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He loves school.&amp;nbsp; He is good in school.&amp;nbsp; We had to choose when school started years ago whether to send him when he was 4 (because of his birthday).&amp;nbsp; We did, knowing we could pull him out or have him repeat or whatever.&amp;nbsp; Instead he flew through his academics, so much so that we had him tested and yes, he was labeled "gifted".&amp;nbsp; When he left school last January he was in 2nd grade. . .when we enrolled him in the private school we are currently using to keep our children at home they placed him in the beginning of third grade.&amp;nbsp; So right now, while his peers are 1/4 of the way through third grade, he will be (mostly) finished with third grade in December.&amp;nbsp; Sigh.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;He is athletic too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4g8zIcRBR5c/ToXY8NuIIpI/AAAAAAAADKg/RSCtJe2aGKc/s1600/2011-09-18+200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4g8zIcRBR5c/ToXY8NuIIpI/AAAAAAAADKg/RSCtJe2aGKc/s320/2011-09-18+200.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Soccer. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sNbvCxYXvlE/ToXbduOdQdI/AAAAAAAADKk/kCBD6n8TzUA/s1600/2011-08-18+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sNbvCxYXvlE/ToXbduOdQdI/AAAAAAAADKk/kCBD6n8TzUA/s320/2011-08-18+038.JPG" width="294" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tennis. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1872222006"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1872222007"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zJcZl_JdnNc/ToXhb-0xPbI/AAAAAAAADKs/mIt1dfRpAps/s1600/2011-08-27+066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zJcZl_JdnNc/ToXhb-0xPbI/AAAAAAAADKs/mIt1dfRpAps/s320/2011-08-27+066.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Basketball. . .&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MoU0YKXX2_Y/ToXjIWCJtUI/AAAAAAAADKw/mk1Bo3D_G6w/s1600/2011-01-23+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MoU0YKXX2_Y/ToXjIWCJtUI/AAAAAAAADKw/mk1Bo3D_G6w/s320/2011-01-23+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Swimming. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-5Q7enwHak/ToXnPpp7lNI/AAAAAAAADK8/_5U5do2M2mY/s1600/2011-07-05+154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-5Q7enwHak/ToXnPpp7lNI/AAAAAAAADK8/_5U5do2M2mY/s320/2011-07-05+154.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; Currently he's also involved in Cub Scouts with his best friend Scott:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uzR0KB6-cnM/ToXn_rIoF_I/AAAAAAAADLA/T1TBMJsX8is/s1600/IMG_3958b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uzR0KB6-cnM/ToXn_rIoF_I/AAAAAAAADLA/T1TBMJsX8is/s320/IMG_3958b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The next decade of motherhood is going to be a ride!!!&amp;nbsp; It's the greatest job.&amp;nbsp; I'm privileged that it's &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; job :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this post was for me, so I can look back in another two years and see where we were and were we've been, together, as a family and how each one of these Bells has grown individually.&amp;nbsp; Grandparents and other extended family, I hope that this makes you feel like you have a little peek into their lives from hundreds of miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Jenni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-7181122548880949629?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/7181122548880949629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/09/greatest-job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/7181122548880949629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/7181122548880949629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/09/greatest-job.html' title='The Greatest Job'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GnkUtlpz7o4/ToVRVKWHPwI/AAAAAAAADJs/epNnA17P6JM/s72-c/Me+%2526+the+kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-94119536103896927</id><published>2011-09-29T00:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T18:19:51.136-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tennis'/><title type='text'>Soccer and Playing for the Perfect Set</title><content type='html'>It's late Wednesday night and I'm just getting around to updating from the weekend. . .such is life these days :)&amp;nbsp; We had a full weekend with perfect, beautiful weather.&amp;nbsp; The unfortunate part was that we were split up most of the weekend due to sports stuff. . .soccer and tennis.&amp;nbsp; We'll take it while we can get it. . .as much as most people just *love* fall, I don't so much because of the season that follows:&amp;nbsp; winter.&amp;nbsp; Yuck.&amp;nbsp; So, I am &lt;i&gt;enjoying every minute of it&lt;/i&gt; while it is still warm and sun-shine-y outside!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas and I left the house at 5 a.m. Saturday morning to make a 7:45 a.m. first game in a soccer tournament about two hours away.&amp;nbsp; It was a &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; foggy drive and I really don't know if I would have made it without my GPS system (a gift from my sister this summer).&amp;nbsp; I love that GPS. . .there is no way I could have read all the signs and kept track of where I was Saturday morning without it.&amp;nbsp; This is what the fields looked like when we arrived at 7 a.m.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_nbZE_erdKg/ToPuGdk2AEI/AAAAAAAADHg/cvl_lmTWvLY/s1600/DSCF5082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_nbZE_erdKg/ToPuGdk2AEI/AAAAAAAADHg/cvl_lmTWvLY/s400/DSCF5082.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thomas is out there is the black jacket warming up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7NKFDS58g4/ToPvudlnZgI/AAAAAAAADHk/basapkPDQns/s1600/DSCF5084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7NKFDS58g4/ToPvudlnZgI/AAAAAAAADHk/basapkPDQns/s320/DSCF5084.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Team meeting before the refs come out to check players against their player cards:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TJZ4fO1jVHs/ToPw64PhCVI/AAAAAAAADHo/ey_0f8qkRHw/s1600/DSCF5089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TJZ4fO1jVHs/ToPw64PhCVI/AAAAAAAADHo/ey_0f8qkRHw/s400/DSCF5089.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thomas is number 16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NAXnpijb8hs/ToPyXXWsfUI/AAAAAAAADH0/So9PVYopXDc/s1600/DSCF5092b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="171" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NAXnpijb8hs/ToPyXXWsfUI/AAAAAAAADH0/So9PVYopXDc/s320/DSCF5092b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gametime!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZAL3t3KC6U/ToPy47shNUI/AAAAAAAADH4/1OmBI1Asqyc/s1600/DSCF5095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZAL3t3KC6U/ToPy47shNUI/AAAAAAAADH4/1OmBI1Asqyc/s400/DSCF5095.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a5huuqIS_as/ToPzIrop6-I/AAAAAAAADH8/rWq7K-F0Q2I/s1600/DSCF5099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a5huuqIS_as/ToPzIrop6-I/AAAAAAAADH8/rWq7K-F0Q2I/s400/DSCF5099.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The team was feeling pretty good at half-time. . .they were up by 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mLYXEGsF1Zo/ToP2r8Ury0I/AAAAAAAADII/NvwWll-IlzI/s1600/DSCF5102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mLYXEGsF1Zo/ToP2r8Ury0I/AAAAAAAADII/NvwWll-IlzI/s320/DSCF5102.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D7j6Ox0licc/ToP1GAgit0I/AAAAAAAADIE/7aHW0zj7Pl4/s1600/DSCF5101b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D7j6Ox0licc/ToP1GAgit0I/AAAAAAAADIE/7aHW0zj7Pl4/s320/DSCF5101b.jpg" width="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Second half. . .Thomas played defense the entire game. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJYZtBcsv2k/ToP38WD6P8I/AAAAAAAADIQ/gV7kyEKxACY/s1600/DSCF5107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJYZtBcsv2k/ToP38WD6P8I/AAAAAAAADIQ/gV7kyEKxACY/s320/DSCF5107.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b2TypCf7LuI/ToP4LjDoxqI/AAAAAAAADIU/3yJE0k94PAs/s1600/DSCF5108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b2TypCf7LuI/ToP4LjDoxqI/AAAAAAAADIU/3yJE0k94PAs/s320/DSCF5108.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4GBLCbygR1w/ToP4QbYFw_I/AAAAAAAADIY/rYrBRuSVhns/s1600/DSCF5114b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4GBLCbygR1w/ToP4QbYFw_I/AAAAAAAADIY/rYrBRuSVhns/s320/DSCF5114b.jpg" width="196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They ended up with a score of 2-2.&amp;nbsp; Not bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;The next game wasn't scheduled until 1:30 p.m. so we took off to do a little shopping (Target!&amp;nbsp; What a treat!) and have some lunch.&amp;nbsp; Again, without the GPS I would not have ventured that far away from fields. . .thank you Jodi!!!&amp;nbsp; While we were doing that Tom was home getting Marie and Frederick to their team pictures then to their games.&amp;nbsp; Marie scored for her team and they pulled out their first W of the season. . .and even without Thomas there to help Tom coach (ha!) their team pulled out another win too.&amp;nbsp; Of course no pictures but good memories for them :)&amp;nbsp; And I love texting. . .that we can keep one another up-to-date on the scores in real time 100 miles away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game 2:&amp;nbsp; Thomas's team did not fare so well. . .my camera batteries finally gave out but there wasn't much to document. . .once they got too far down they had a hard time keeping the game going. . . :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_w0-DgNfF8I/ToP6nOdVXHI/AAAAAAAADIc/m9TKoczUni8/s1600/DSCF5113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_w0-DgNfF8I/ToP6nOdVXHI/AAAAAAAADIc/m9TKoczUni8/s320/DSCF5113.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mcNH6p8tbIY/ToP632kTHoI/AAAAAAAADIg/5wrvmOic3YU/s1600/DSCF5117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mcNH6p8tbIY/ToP632kTHoI/AAAAAAAADIg/5wrvmOic3YU/s320/DSCF5117.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was a little rough, huh, Coach?&amp;nbsp; This, actually, is the head coach.&amp;nbsp; His brother is the assistant, who was there for the first game.&amp;nbsp; Apparently they weren't the only family with multiple obligations this past Saturday. . .they seemed to be tag-teaming it too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0VGgdyN6nLY/ToP7H1P534I/AAAAAAAADIk/lFazXMGYfyk/s1600/DSCF5118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0VGgdyN6nLY/ToP7H1P534I/AAAAAAAADIk/lFazXMGYfyk/s320/DSCF5118.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday dawned bright and beautiful.&amp;nbsp; Tom left at 6:30 a.m. with the two older ones to make Game 3 of Thomas's tournament.&amp;nbsp; Margaret, Frederick, and I went to church together then I told them they could request a "special" restaurant if they wanted for lunch since we had to stay in town for my 1:45 tennis round robin.&amp;nbsp; They chose Olive Garden. . .it was really fun to go with just the two of them -- and they were really excited to go to a "nice" restaurant. . .what a treat for us all!&amp;nbsp; When we texted Tom to let him know what we were doing he was a bit jealous. . .he and the kids had ended up at Steak 'n Shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was Playing for the Cure on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; Our town has a Susan G. Komen 5K Race for the Cure each year and 20-some tennis "divas and dudes" get together to form a team. . .but instead of running the race we play a tennis round-robin!&amp;nbsp; It is so much fun -- I did it last year too.&amp;nbsp; (The location of the race is at the local university and the starting line happens to be right next to the tennis courts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wQJpPsDup5Q/ToP9fLUNszI/AAAAAAAADIs/9XeiOpd-zPY/s1600/Playing+for+the+Perfect+Set.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wQJpPsDup5Q/ToP9fLUNszI/AAAAAAAADIs/9XeiOpd-zPY/s640/Playing+for+the+Perfect+Set.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our super team captain is on the left in her "survivor" shirt!&amp;nbsp; Thank you Crystal for all your hard work.&amp;nbsp; Tina, on her left, does a lot of the organization for this group too.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Tom entered to play too but then the soccer tournament thing got in the way.&amp;nbsp; As it turned out since they didn't win any of their games they came home early and he *would* have made it.&amp;nbsp; (They have to have a player count by Friday so they can set the teams up for Sunday and we just didn't know how the soccer tournament would go.)&amp;nbsp; Maybe next year.&amp;nbsp; Although we get the "official" race t-shirt, Crystal has these made for us. . .because "everyone deserves a perfect set".&amp;nbsp; I think this team (Tennis Divas and Dudes) raised almost $1500??&amp;nbsp; Pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vt29Zovtsyk/ToP-6IqI-1I/AAAAAAAADIw/c5ydxxkugZ4/s1600/DSCF5123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vt29Zovtsyk/ToP-6IqI-1I/AAAAAAAADIw/c5ydxxkugZ4/s320/DSCF5123.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tom and the kids stuck around for a little bit. . .I believe there were over 2000 runners and lots of tailgating and other fun things going on. . .Frederick got his face painted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VhxAi4lEays/ToQAH80EaII/AAAAAAAADI0/6LjgRiIObnw/s1600/DSCF5129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VhxAi4lEays/ToQAH80EaII/AAAAAAAADI0/6LjgRiIObnw/s320/DSCF5129.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and Tom took a couple shots of me on the court before he left with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--sTh27LuXTg/ToQBQQZdhkI/AAAAAAAADI4/9xUiK-o4NIY/s1600/DSCF5124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--sTh27LuXTg/ToQBQQZdhkI/AAAAAAAADI4/9xUiK-o4NIY/s320/DSCF5124.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qGbIoyAhl4U/ToQBhR4j0kI/AAAAAAAADI8/UXvaDKTcA20/s1600/DSCF5125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qGbIoyAhl4U/ToQBhR4j0kI/AAAAAAAADI8/UXvaDKTcA20/s320/DSCF5125.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-74uNMnAQLiI/ToQBwuDVlmI/AAAAAAAADJE/EzKimensY34/s1600/DSCF5126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-74uNMnAQLiI/ToQBwuDVlmI/AAAAAAAADJE/EzKimensY34/s320/DSCF5126.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He should have stuck around. . .he could have gotten a picture of me in the winner's circle!&amp;nbsp; Yea!&amp;nbsp; Kinda fun to win. . .another person and I tied for first place (most games won). . .we each received a cool little personal cooler.&amp;nbsp; The kids flipped over it -- they couldn't wait to use it for work on Tuesday.&amp;nbsp; So cute :)&amp;nbsp; And it raised awareness for the fight in them too. . .Sunday at lunch and then again at dinner Frederick was praying for a cure for cancer -- awareness cannot start too soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, I am now well into Thursday. . .today is Community Bible Study and Co-op (we're making meatballs) so it's time to hit the sheets.&amp;nbsp; Poor Tom was sick today (Wednesday) -- I think it's one of maybe 5 times in the last two decades that he's called in sick to work.&amp;nbsp; Yuck.&amp;nbsp; It was the stomach thing that three of the other kids have had.&amp;nbsp; Just hoping it stays away from me. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In His Blessed Name,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jenni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-94119536103896927?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/94119536103896927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/09/soccer-and-playing-for-perfect-set.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/94119536103896927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/94119536103896927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/09/soccer-and-playing-for-perfect-set.html' title='Soccer and Playing for the Perfect Set'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_nbZE_erdKg/ToPuGdk2AEI/AAAAAAAADHg/cvl_lmTWvLY/s72-c/DSCF5082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-4160292579307037201</id><published>2011-09-23T06:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T08:45:22.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Phone Dump</title><content type='html'>It's been a good week.&amp;nbsp; It hasn't been crazy, we haven't been bored.&amp;nbsp; Things have gotten done and we're not approaching the weekend with a mile-long to-do list (example:&amp;nbsp; It's 5 a.m. on Friday morning and my shopping for the week is already done!!).&amp;nbsp; I had time for "extras" this week (that, in my opinion, shouldn't be "extras" but in this season are sometimes considered as). . .time to sit and read with the kids, time to watch a few shows with them, time to &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/jbell72/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt; (is that supposed to be a verb?!?), time to talk to my mom on the phone, time for me to go to the movies with a friend, time to blog more than once. . . the kitchen refrigerator even got cleaned out!!&amp;nbsp; Also, one night, Tom had time to dump some pictures off my phone.&amp;nbsp; They are mostly random things. . .many times I just take pictures during the day and send them to Tom. . .because he's part of our day too, even though he's not with us all day :)&amp;nbsp; In a pinch, my camera phone serves as my camera -- y'know, so I can remember those things that I never would otherwise :)&amp;nbsp; I kind of enjoyed going through the pictures. . .remembering the "little things" about our days/weeks/life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are in no particular order because however my phone tags the pictures is not the same way my computer organizes them.&amp;nbsp; There were over 1000 there. . .some I recognized from more then two years ago. . .just day-to-day "life". . .moments that would otherwise have been lost to time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cK4i0FvyjZU/TnxehwsuB9I/AAAAAAAADGk/DMqmkBCC2Y4/s1600/phone+dump+September+2011+1062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cK4i0FvyjZU/TnxehwsuB9I/AAAAAAAADGk/DMqmkBCC2Y4/s320/phone+dump+September+2011+1062.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Margaret at work with me. . .this is one of my co-worker's babies --&amp;nbsp; her fifth.&amp;nbsp; Her oldest child?&amp;nbsp; A year younger than Margaret!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47SPqGosenk/TnxfdgSVXPI/AAAAAAAADGo/lq6tAEITjug/s1600/phone+dump+September+2011+997.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-47SPqGosenk/TnxfdgSVXPI/AAAAAAAADGo/lq6tAEITjug/s320/phone+dump+September+2011+997.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Marie at work with me. . .same baby, different day.&amp;nbsp; Those that know Marie IRL might be surprised. . .actually, she very much enjoys the babies and is very good with them :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have &lt;i&gt;no&lt;/i&gt; idea when this one was taken. . .looks like &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-recap.html"&gt;pre-braces&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; And the quality says it was my old-old phone :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1J0H5l7s4zI/Tnxhtyve7uI/AAAAAAAADGs/7cyjcYuFGZM/s1600/phone+dump+September+2011+042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1J0H5l7s4zI/Tnxhtyve7uI/AAAAAAAADGs/7cyjcYuFGZM/s320/phone+dump+September+2011+042.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This next one is one of my absolute all-time favorite pictures.&amp;nbsp; I took it when I got my previous phone. . .I wanted a wallpaper picture of my kiddos together. . .being in my favorite spot in the world (on the boat on the lake) was a bonus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YdISYfjYXRQ/TnxidWbmBaI/AAAAAAAADGw/4WjmQsEDZCo/s1600/phone+dump+September+2011+064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YdISYfjYXRQ/TnxidWbmBaI/AAAAAAAADGw/4WjmQsEDZCo/s400/phone+dump+September+2011+064.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would love to know when this one was taken. . .quintessential Margaret. . .one shoe on, one shoe off.&amp;nbsp; Where were we going?&amp;nbsp; What is the significance of me getting them all four together?&amp;nbsp; I can tell it was a beautiful day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1pdQzLyCzSQ/TnxjWpXqXII/AAAAAAAADG0/4mZpchoszMg/s1600/phone+dump+September+2011+098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1pdQzLyCzSQ/TnxjWpXqXII/AAAAAAAADG0/4mZpchoszMg/s320/phone+dump+September+2011+098.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_c7y_riEvmk/Tnxj3aWThHI/AAAAAAAADG4/XHFyf2AI45o/s1600/phone+dump+September+2011+1055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_c7y_riEvmk/Tnxj3aWThHI/AAAAAAAADG4/XHFyf2AI45o/s320/phone+dump+September+2011+1055.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture I *do* know. . .it was a few weeks ago. . .I took it to show Tom what we were up to right-that-minute. . .I had played a long morning of tennis (can't remember if it was a Monday or a Friday) and treated the kids to McD's. . .the only meal of the day that I like there -- breakfast! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FYYQ2FeDXos/TnxlHIdOB8I/AAAAAAAADG8/Vp-5_Hs9m54/s1600/phone+dump+September+2011+106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FYYQ2FeDXos/TnxlHIdOB8I/AAAAAAAADG8/Vp-5_Hs9m54/s320/phone+dump+September+2011+106.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know this one too. . .Margaret's 8th birthday!&amp;nbsp; We were in Dayton. . .she and I had a Shopping Day so she could spend her birthday money. . .this picture alone says so much about her and just automatically puts a smile on my face because I remember that time together. . .because of a picture :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UZhMh7v7IyU/Tnxn1RtSqwI/AAAAAAAADHE/0TmlvIZxwS0/s1600/phone+dump+September+2011+1045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UZhMh7v7IyU/Tnxn1RtSqwI/AAAAAAAADHE/0TmlvIZxwS0/s320/phone+dump+September+2011+1045.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OK, this has a story.&amp;nbsp; Thomas has been setting pictures on our phones so when someone calls the picture shows up.&amp;nbsp; I didn't have one of "just Tom" so he got one of us.&amp;nbsp; At the end of the day.&amp;nbsp; When we both look as worn out as we probably were.&amp;nbsp; Oh well.&amp;nbsp; Real life.&amp;nbsp; (And on the display screen on the phone it's a tiny, tiny picture.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g6ucoioKU2w/Tnxphfzj2dI/AAAAAAAADHI/Ac7IqcYq-4w/s1600/phone+dump+September+2011+133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g6ucoioKU2w/Tnxphfzj2dI/AAAAAAAADHI/Ac7IqcYq-4w/s320/phone+dump+September+2011+133.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I snapped this from my wedding album at some point. . .I know it was to show &lt;a href="http://kitchenofmylife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amanda&lt;/a&gt;. . .who is, of course, the flower girl in this picture. . .now finishing up at Culinary school!&amp;nbsp; I'm getting old. . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pGbKj7YSpfw/Tnxxl9gg52I/AAAAAAAADHc/abRC1Cy1JcI/s1600/phone+dump+September+2011+171.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pGbKj7YSpfw/Tnxxl9gg52I/AAAAAAAADHc/abRC1Cy1JcI/s320/phone+dump+September+2011+171.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some of the kids and Nana. . .this was sometime last year. . .we met somewhere in KY to exchange kiddos I think. . .(not very specific, this label, huh?)&amp;nbsp; I do know it was Bob Evans :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IRtlZJe0Jk8/TnxqyqEWYgI/AAAAAAAADHQ/ee4Zagjf-S8/s1600/phone+dump+September+2011+162.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IRtlZJe0Jk8/TnxqyqEWYgI/AAAAAAAADHQ/ee4Zagjf-S8/s320/phone+dump+September+2011+162.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids "helping" to paint our room a couple years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nXvogrWNx1w/TnxqaynQ8II/AAAAAAAADHM/bqWksYjp9vQ/s1600/phone+dump+September+2011+1004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nXvogrWNx1w/TnxqaynQ8II/AAAAAAAADHM/bqWksYjp9vQ/s320/phone+dump+September+2011+1004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thomas beginning his paint job in our purple bathroom.&amp;nbsp; He started last week.&amp;nbsp; It's still torn up.&amp;nbsp; My patience is wearing thin (the top part is now done. . .he's just priming the bottom here. . .he needs to get it done!!!)&amp;nbsp; I'm very in love with the new color though :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WDlMRLAS1Co/Tnxrp2j1YQI/AAAAAAAADHU/vxLPv9AM-Dg/s1600/phone+dump+September+2011+317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WDlMRLAS1Co/Tnxrp2j1YQI/AAAAAAAADHU/vxLPv9AM-Dg/s320/phone+dump+September+2011+317.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm amazed how many pictures I have of the four kids.&amp;nbsp; (I crab at them too much for not being "nice" to one other. . .but I see that they often are. . .it's important for me to capture these times together and obviously we have a lot.)&amp;nbsp; And I notice we're at McD's again???&amp;nbsp; I can't imagine when or where this was. . .my best guess was on a trip we were taking to Dayton w/out Tom and this was our "hello" from the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_3LpCG1Wtg/TnxtAztZgFI/AAAAAAAADHY/AEpmrecqBkc/s1600/phone+dump+September+2011+1006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_3LpCG1Wtg/TnxtAztZgFI/AAAAAAAADHY/AEpmrecqBkc/s640/phone+dump+September+2011+1006.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And sometimes I'm thankful to have a phone with a camera to catch that shot that just says it all. . .everything I love about my life right now.&amp;nbsp; That beautiful, gorgeous blue sky with big, puffy clouds, driving down an un-crowded highway in a place I love in a season I love (both literally and figuratively).&amp;nbsp; Unedited.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I was alone, maybe someone was in the car with me. . .I don't really know.&amp;nbsp; I know I was driving north on 111 a couple weeks ago.&amp;nbsp; And I know that something about this picture brings me peace and happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, whatever happens in the next few hours, the next few days, weeks, or years. . .at least I was given this time, this morning to reflect, remember, and be thankful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~ Jenni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ETA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ooops!&amp;nbsp; Wow. . .it's already been a week. . .linking up with my favorite &lt;a href="http://www.homesanctuary.com/rachelanne/2011/09/company-girl-coffee-923.html"&gt;Company Girls&lt;/a&gt; today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z209/rachelanneridge/Picture2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z209/rachelanneridge/Picture2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(would love to post the blog hop linky here but it's just not loading from &lt;a href="http://www.homesanctuary.com/rachelanne/"&gt;Home Sanctuary&lt;/a&gt; right now.&amp;nbsp; Click &lt;a href="http://www.homesanctuary.com/rachelanne/2011/09/company-girl-coffee-923.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to participate directly from Rachel Anne's site.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-4160292579307037201?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/4160292579307037201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/09/phone-dump.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/4160292579307037201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/4160292579307037201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/09/phone-dump.html' title='Phone Dump'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cK4i0FvyjZU/TnxehwsuB9I/AAAAAAAADGk/DMqmkBCC2Y4/s72-c/phone+dump+September+2011+1062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-3744171336648250643</id><published>2011-09-21T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T00:04:13.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Saturdays Are Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xVjiIAbw2eE/TnlSf62zWAI/AAAAAAAADE0/7NcvLCQWIq0/s1600/Fall+2011+Y+soccer+team.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xVjiIAbw2eE/TnlSf62zWAI/AAAAAAAADE0/7NcvLCQWIq0/s400/Fall+2011+Y+soccer+team.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is Tom &amp;amp; Thomas's team. . .of course Frederick is on their team. . .front row, white sock-shinguards.&amp;nbsp; So far, a great season with a 2-0 record. . .making up for last season's 0-???-1 record for sure.&amp;nbsp; Glad these parents have been so great to stick together. . .Tom has been coaching about half this team for 2-3 years now (2 seasons/year).&amp;nbsp; Thomas and another player will not be here this weekend for the "official" team picture so we decided to do an "unofficial" one right after the game last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JP4Xg0iUFX8/TnlWU25k_1I/AAAAAAAADE4/aqy3DYlz8D8/s1600/2011-09-18+405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JP4Xg0iUFX8/TnlWU25k_1I/AAAAAAAADE4/aqy3DYlz8D8/s320/2011-09-18+405.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pre-game meeting with the other coach and ref. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T0X34V5HHG8/TnlWnH4n4lI/AAAAAAAADE8/0Omjvg_kL2E/s1600/2011-09-18+406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T0X34V5HHG8/TnlWnH4n4lI/AAAAAAAADE8/0Omjvg_kL2E/s400/2011-09-18+406.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lined up and ready for kick-off.&amp;nbsp; Frederick is back on defense, bent over at the waist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3A-NVcLNQk/TnlXAI3KFOI/AAAAAAAADFA/2cnR22aa9rg/s1600/2011-09-18+407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3A-NVcLNQk/TnlXAI3KFOI/AAAAAAAADFA/2cnR22aa9rg/s320/2011-09-18+407.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh, there he is. . .arm brace and all.&amp;nbsp; Last Saturday he was playing soccer with his brother and some U15 girls. . .he was goalie when one of their girls tried to score. . .he injured his wrist pretty badly. . .it was swollen for a couple of days. . .he couldn't use it to eat or write or anything.&amp;nbsp; Of course it is his dominant hand.&amp;nbsp; We got quite a few opinions from nurse and therapist friends. . .they thought a brace would be enough.&amp;nbsp; It was. . .by the time this picture was taken he was only wearing the brace to protect his wrist from any further injury. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mh0pDqek15M/TnlYSMkRV1I/AAAAAAAADFE/EqxX7V-giwk/s1600/2011-09-18+408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mh0pDqek15M/TnlYSMkRV1I/AAAAAAAADFE/EqxX7V-giwk/s400/2011-09-18+408.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Those coaches I love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-amtgew6tuoc/TnlYkUgeBBI/AAAAAAAADFM/BuWGSm4rqTE/s1600/2011-09-18+409.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-amtgew6tuoc/TnlYkUgeBBI/AAAAAAAADFM/BuWGSm4rqTE/s320/2011-09-18+409.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And a little girl spectating that I love very much too (and her little friend JC whose sister is playing with Frederick)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jf2EdNy-pok/TnlZ7FtsASI/AAAAAAAADFQ/wnzV0eE8Ycg/s1600/2011-09-18+419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jf2EdNy-pok/TnlZ7FtsASI/AAAAAAAADFQ/wnzV0eE8Ycg/s320/2011-09-18+419.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;That kid in front of Frederick should be scared. . .being in the way of a kick like that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pE3q8taLDw0/TnlahZNEHoI/AAAAAAAADFU/dwW7zkYYKQg/s1600/2011-09-18+415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pE3q8taLDw0/TnlahZNEHoI/AAAAAAAADFU/dwW7zkYYKQg/s320/2011-09-18+415.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's JC's sister with Frederick. . .she made her first goal this week :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dTzSVVv9aMI/TnldNIPxoyI/AAAAAAAADFY/O_Hci1uUzx4/s1600/2011-09-18+422.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dTzSVVv9aMI/TnldNIPxoyI/AAAAAAAADFY/O_Hci1uUzx4/s320/2011-09-18+422.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Corner kick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PdiaRp8GWyA/Tnldfzd_DUI/AAAAAAAADFc/k3fMC_1i5so/s1600/2011-09-18+423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PdiaRp8GWyA/Tnldfzd_DUI/AAAAAAAADFc/k3fMC_1i5so/s320/2011-09-18+423.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are the girls getting in Frederick's way or is it the other way around?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that exciting win we visited with a few people we knew before heading across the parking lot to our next game -- Marie's U12 all-girl team.&amp;nbsp; This team is not faring as well as Frederick's.&amp;nbsp; First off, it's their first season together.&amp;nbsp; The coach is experimenting by having an all-girls' team (he has two girls and has coached them all the way through the ranks. . .the older one has aged out like Thomas and the other is on this team) and he is the person who does the coach's trainings each year.&amp;nbsp; But, again, it's the first time the Y has put together a team like this and. . .well. . .so far, not-so-good.&amp;nbsp; LOTS of potential and talent out there on those fields so we'll see how the season goes.&amp;nbsp; No matter what, it's a joy to watch our children play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TSnDiNqfVNA/Tnlfk-bmmeI/AAAAAAAADFg/pcA0Br_kjog/s1600/2011-09-18+432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TSnDiNqfVNA/Tnlfk-bmmeI/AAAAAAAADFg/pcA0Br_kjog/s640/2011-09-18+432.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marie is the blond, of course.&amp;nbsp; They are called the Watermelons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jy7KQd0r97Q/TnlhGKXTzVI/AAAAAAAADFo/ectJXzVmdOA/s1600/2011-09-18+449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jy7KQd0r97Q/TnlhGKXTzVI/AAAAAAAADFo/ectJXzVmdOA/s400/2011-09-18+449.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tip-off?&amp;nbsp; Kick-off?&amp;nbsp; Not sure of the term, but, let's play!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tQEJ7aScXLY/TnliFUlS_0I/AAAAAAAADFw/CBQzJCp4E84/s1600/2011-09-18+437b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tQEJ7aScXLY/TnliFUlS_0I/AAAAAAAADFw/CBQzJCp4E84/s320/2011-09-18+437b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dugxrVRPBSM/Tnlho__eMoI/AAAAAAAADFs/jmHnwS2-qSs/s1600/2011-09-18+456.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dugxrVRPBSM/Tnlho__eMoI/AAAAAAAADFs/jmHnwS2-qSs/s320/2011-09-18+456.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She is &lt;i&gt;fast&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I forget how fast she is until I see her on the field chasing a ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ONnuXpISC_8/TnlkHab_eqI/AAAAAAAADF0/Hg9BVGquERA/s1600/2011-09-18+440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ONnuXpISC_8/TnlkHab_eqI/AAAAAAAADF0/Hg9BVGquERA/s320/2011-09-18+440.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then Coach Nick put her in the goal again.&amp;nbsp; She doesn't really like to play Keeper too much but she is one of the few that is aggressive enough to do the job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZT9Gva2mkw/TnllBW75hoI/AAAAAAAADF4/2UTUCOK1C8o/s1600/2011-09-18+443b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZT9Gva2mkw/TnllBW75hoI/AAAAAAAADF4/2UTUCOK1C8o/s320/2011-09-18+443b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Great kick :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-45GnCELIadI/TnllG285-6I/AAAAAAAADF8/xJ2ygKGfzHY/s1600/2011-09-18+444b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="141" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-45GnCELIadI/TnllG285-6I/AAAAAAAADF8/xJ2ygKGfzHY/s320/2011-09-18+444b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;One of many "saves"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cTuqTW6aSw0/Tnllafze8FI/AAAAAAAADGA/9bH95YBOfeo/s1600/2011-09-18+448b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cTuqTW6aSw0/Tnllafze8FI/AAAAAAAADGA/9bH95YBOfeo/s320/2011-09-18+448b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And a few goals made on her too. . .here, though, I was glad I got the picture, glad I could show her that her defense wasn't working with her. . .in this case they were no where &lt;i&gt;near&lt;/i&gt; the goal to help her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hT11JPZuEAM/TnlnOLm6viI/AAAAAAAADGE/Fil3YxJ21T4/s1600/2011-09-18+435b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="274" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hT11JPZuEAM/TnlnOLm6viI/AAAAAAAADGE/Fil3YxJ21T4/s320/2011-09-18+435b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this one defines how I see Marie in my minds' eye when she is on the field. . .that kick so powerful that opponents reflexively shield their faces -- ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Someone in our family forgot the camera the first week when Nana and Grandpa were here.&amp;nbsp; I did get a few pics on my phone though. . .wish I had all the kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJEn39GSPek/TnltVZlsSRI/AAAAAAAADGY/N8g8LdCQedU/s1600/phone+dump+September+2011+1017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJEn39GSPek/TnltVZlsSRI/AAAAAAAADGY/N8g8LdCQedU/s320/phone+dump+September+2011+1017.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Grandpa, Nana, Margaret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kWwKgkZFxLI/TnltYquoSDI/AAAAAAAADGc/TW3iDyNU3Ms/s1600/phone+dump+September+2011+1020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kWwKgkZFxLI/TnltYquoSDI/AAAAAAAADGc/TW3iDyNU3Ms/s320/phone+dump+September+2011+1020.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Grandpa, Coach Thomas, Nana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BOmm52P9x2c/TnltbVHT4OI/AAAAAAAADGg/2VZ5PXKZpSk/s1600/phone+dump+September+2011+1021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BOmm52P9x2c/TnltbVHT4OI/AAAAAAAADGg/2VZ5PXKZpSk/s320/phone+dump+September+2011+1021.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Grandpa, Marie, Nana (my favorite of the bunch, I think)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This weekend Thomas has a tournament with his travel team two hours away. . .the first games starts at 7:45 &lt;b&gt;a.m.&lt;/b&gt; Saturday morning. . .looks like he and I will be pulling out about 5 a.m.&amp;nbsp; I think trying to go the night before and find a place to stay will be a waste of time and money. . .so we'll do it this way.&amp;nbsp; He has two games Saturday and another game Sunday morning at 9:30.&amp;nbsp; Tom will take the kids to that one. . .I'll do Sunday School and then am playing tennis for our Susan G. Koman Race for the Cure this weekend in our town. . .we all join a team but instead of running (ugh) we play tennis -- I love it!&amp;nbsp; While Thomas and I are gone Saturday Frederick and Marie will each have a soccer game to play and Margaret and Frederick will have their tennis lessons.&amp;nbsp; Never a dull moment around here during Soccer Season -- LOVE IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_818825709"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_818825710"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-3744171336648250643?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/3744171336648250643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/09/soccer-saturdays-are-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/3744171336648250643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/3744171336648250643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/09/soccer-saturdays-are-back.html' title='Soccer Saturdays Are Back!'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xVjiIAbw2eE/TnlSf62zWAI/AAAAAAAADE0/7NcvLCQWIq0/s72-c/Fall+2011+Y+soccer+team.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-1349889392475994486</id><published>2011-09-16T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T10:55:36.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Frederick is 8!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Birthday Frederick -- he was 8 on Saturday!&amp;nbsp; That would be LAST Saturday (as in two Saturdays ago. . .I'm a little behind. . .)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugS7WIVNk0U/TmTUlRhk8eI/AAAAAAAAC_8/gDdlRwK1wxw/s1600/Chair+picture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugS7WIVNk0U/TmTUlRhk8eI/AAAAAAAAC_8/gDdlRwK1wxw/s640/Chair+picture.jpg" width="472" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The day started so sweetly.&amp;nbsp; The kids were up and moving before we were. . .our bedroom is downstairs so we could hear them out in the living room playing a game of Monopoly (their game of choice lately -- there's always a game sitting out!).&amp;nbsp; They were discussing his presents sitting on the coffee table&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2HJj0BFO9mc/TmTY64rbLKI/AAAAAAAADAI/2D9QvhPgy6w/s1600/DSCF4567.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2HJj0BFO9mc/TmTY64rbLKI/AAAAAAAADAI/2D9QvhPgy6w/s320/DSCF4567.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and asking Frederick not to touch theirs because he would guess the gift.&amp;nbsp; Eventually they wandered into the kitchen and found this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2xfZ0HwluJQ/TmTYbDhR3uI/AAAAAAAADAE/uSvYLfewe_w/s1600/DSCF4564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2xfZ0HwluJQ/TmTYbDhR3uI/AAAAAAAADAE/uSvYLfewe_w/s320/DSCF4564.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ralph's Donuts!!!&amp;nbsp; This is an exceptional treat in our house. . .I hope I have adequately captured the squeals of joy in my memory to pull out and remember this sweetest, simplest of things.&amp;nbsp; Here's the kicker. . .they didn't touch them -- ha!&amp;nbsp; I guess they thought they should wait for us. . .so we wandered out of our room and found this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-omht1DF_FZs/TmTa0mOOOjI/AAAAAAAADAM/TiXKfCGOaE8/s1600/DSCF4568.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-omht1DF_FZs/TmTa0mOOOjI/AAAAAAAADAM/TiXKfCGOaE8/s200/DSCF4568.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G_LgH0qtqNk/TmTbGd35qpI/AAAAAAAADAQ/p8SBEr78NNQ/s1600/DSCF4569.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G_LgH0qtqNk/TmTbGd35qpI/AAAAAAAADAQ/p8SBEr78NNQ/s400/DSCF4569.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They wasted no time running to the kitchen and digging in :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DNGCvBYIaUc/TmTcaV9UhzI/AAAAAAAADAU/XWG-IoivIbY/s1600/DSCF4570.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DNGCvBYIaUc/TmTcaV9UhzI/AAAAAAAADAU/XWG-IoivIbY/s320/DSCF4570.JPG" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUWIQstYmdk/TmTcyzCEX-I/AAAAAAAADAc/zhos1XtZeqI/s1600/DSCF4571.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUWIQstYmdk/TmTcyzCEX-I/AAAAAAAADAc/zhos1XtZeqI/s320/DSCF4571.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i1FRHJ67e1E/TmTdHwThbLI/AAAAAAAADAg/rfms0b-4PgM/s1600/DSCF4572.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i1FRHJ67e1E/TmTdHwThbLI/AAAAAAAADAg/rfms0b-4PgM/s320/DSCF4572.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yea for Frederick's birthday!!&amp;nbsp; The other thing they all share in:&amp;nbsp; one another's joy.&amp;nbsp; I would have to say my children really do intentionally celebrate one another, their milestones and achievements.&amp;nbsp; I'm so incredibly proud of the people they are becoming.&amp;nbsp; I decided to try and do a timeline of Frederick's day so he has a diary of his 8th birthday (and those who couldn't celebrate with us can share in his day too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ze1SQOU2eEc/TmTfzz0ukiI/AAAAAAAADAk/1pdlree8HC4/s1600/DSCF4582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ze1SQOU2eEc/TmTfzz0ukiI/AAAAAAAADAk/1pdlree8HC4/s200/DSCF4582.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EPwSw3D5Ma0/TmTgoWPtOHI/AAAAAAAADAo/mOiAXMoe6eU/s1600/DSCF4577.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EPwSw3D5Ma0/TmTgoWPtOHI/AAAAAAAADAo/mOiAXMoe6eU/s320/DSCF4577.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RSECzrculmo/TmTg7DNmlgI/AAAAAAAADAs/yFbJiJba44o/s1600/DSCF4580.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RSECzrculmo/TmTg7DNmlgI/AAAAAAAADAs/yFbJiJba44o/s320/DSCF4580.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RmiB5lb447g/TmThKp9jEjI/AAAAAAAADA0/WJB_XB6l3GA/s1600/DSCF4583.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RmiB5lb447g/TmThKp9jEjI/AAAAAAAADA0/WJB_XB6l3GA/s320/DSCF4583.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Although we were waiting for Mammaw and Grandpa to get here to open most of the gifts, they decided to open one from us and the one from the other three after breakfast. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UtBZXpFVI24/TmTuXqxtIBI/AAAAAAAADA8/f1Dcq2OsdcU/s1600/DSCF4585.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UtBZXpFVI24/TmTuXqxtIBI/AAAAAAAADA8/f1Dcq2OsdcU/s320/DSCF4585.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QbMMxbMbFT4/TmTqgpmr1tI/AAAAAAAADA4/cUfcF0IYtGc/s1600/b%2527day+picture+of+all.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="342" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QbMMxbMbFT4/TmTqgpmr1tI/AAAAAAAADA4/cUfcF0IYtGc/s400/b%2527day+picture+of+all.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aiAE4CcXMRk/TmTul1UwNgI/AAAAAAAADBA/NJI__MgrgwY/s1600/DSCF4589b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aiAE4CcXMRk/TmTul1UwNgI/AAAAAAAADBA/NJI__MgrgwY/s320/DSCF4589b.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey, it's a soccer ball :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--kaBBh49ERM/TmUYPJ5qH3I/AAAAAAAADBI/IbDfxv9LIL0/s1600/Stephen+soccer+ball.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--kaBBh49ERM/TmUYPJ5qH3I/AAAAAAAADBI/IbDfxv9LIL0/s320/Stephen+soccer+ball.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And he promptly went outside to try it out. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sfwk7svm-7g/TnM-K_5eFeI/AAAAAAAADBY/sOSTMEl3gMg/s1600/DSCF4608b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sfwk7svm-7g/TnM-K_5eFeI/AAAAAAAADBY/sOSTMEl3gMg/s400/DSCF4608b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;. . .still in his pajama pants, no shoes, tags flying on the new shirt he had just opened from us.&amp;nbsp; Love this picture too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jsf9En7GYFw/TnM-x9B2RQI/AAAAAAAADBc/TeMdaQnM7pM/s1600/DSCF4609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jsf9En7GYFw/TnM-x9B2RQI/AAAAAAAADBc/TeMdaQnM7pM/s320/DSCF4609.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In the end Margaret decided she didn't want to be left out so I won't leave her out either :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iw7_g9xXFTk/TnM_U9bOkxI/AAAAAAAADBg/t9njQnaCfZo/s1600/DSCF4616.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iw7_g9xXFTk/TnM_U9bOkxI/AAAAAAAADBg/t9njQnaCfZo/s320/DSCF4616.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p5M3jUzF_Eo/TnNAM_1E-UI/AAAAAAAADBk/VfttfttCXoc/s1600/DSCF4629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p5M3jUzF_Eo/TnNAM_1E-UI/AAAAAAAADBk/VfttfttCXoc/s200/DSCF4629.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_vWBvxyA4k/TnNAdErl8iI/AAAAAAAADBs/xRJKOw94e6Q/s1600/DSCF4632.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_vWBvxyA4k/TnNAdErl8iI/AAAAAAAADBs/xRJKOw94e6Q/s320/DSCF4632.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And then, meanest of all, we made the birthday boy do Saturday chores with everyone else.&amp;nbsp; I know, I know. . .but his junk is almost as bad as Margaret's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--AyDGiAeaUA/TnNCeF38CxI/AAAAAAAADBw/-yqYeLVWayI/s1600/DSCF4633.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--AyDGiAeaUA/TnNCeF38CxI/AAAAAAAADBw/-yqYeLVWayI/s200/DSCF4633.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sQhyV6NuaQ4/TnNCtsYw3RI/AAAAAAAADB0/Gi5DG_x7_k8/s1600/DSCF4635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sQhyV6NuaQ4/TnNCtsYw3RI/AAAAAAAADB0/Gi5DG_x7_k8/s320/DSCF4635.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;These are their kitchen cubbies -- which should only have 10-12 items in them?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Euuz7s4CdP8/TnNC9VVmAAI/AAAAAAAADB4/6n4JApN3xsc/s1600/DSCF4640.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Euuz7s4CdP8/TnNC9VVmAAI/AAAAAAAADB4/6n4JApN3xsc/s320/DSCF4640.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is just embarrassing. . .ALL of this came out of the back of the van. . .ugh!&amp;nbsp; And yes, this is Margaret's way of "working" when she's overwhelmed. . .just stop.&amp;nbsp; Luckily Frederick was a little more pro-active getting this taken care of and we ended up with this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ALSK09ot1JU/TnNFOc5MlKI/AAAAAAAADB8/g_JO0MQKK8A/s1600/DSCF4643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ALSK09ot1JU/TnNFOc5MlKI/AAAAAAAADB8/g_JO0MQKK8A/s320/DSCF4643.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I had to take a picture because, let's face it, when will it look like this again???)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0qaG_yhqno/TnNGDFEmnjI/AAAAAAAADCE/IWW4liTmIzM/s1600/DSCF4644.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0qaG_yhqno/TnNGDFEmnjI/AAAAAAAADCE/IWW4liTmIzM/s200/DSCF4644.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YbHTiOftXXw/TnNGXQDnfBI/AAAAAAAADCI/148_YJr5Vgk/s1600/DSCF4645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YbHTiOftXXw/TnNGXQDnfBI/AAAAAAAADCI/148_YJr5Vgk/s640/DSCF4645.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey!&amp;nbsp; Look who came for Frederick's birthday?!?&amp;nbsp; Mammaw and Grandpa Foster had been planning this trip for awhile. . .and Frederick was &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; excited to share the day with them!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qmca1a61N04/TnNLF3VkVlI/AAAAAAAADCc/N0Uif6zaW1k/s1600/DSCF4678.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qmca1a61N04/TnNLF3VkVlI/AAAAAAAADCc/N0Uif6zaW1k/s320/DSCF4678.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(having a stupid hard time again getting some pictures to turn. . .ugh!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gIGllqG_ZkA/TnNICPNVx-I/AAAAAAAADCM/EYIlidfmmHY/s1600/DSCF4646.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gIGllqG_ZkA/TnNICPNVx-I/AAAAAAAADCM/EYIlidfmmHY/s200/DSCF4646.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Putting Frederick's birthday dinner together was a family affair:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IrHGtrfo11M/TnNI4snMtII/AAAAAAAADCQ/sMBzolpk9No/s1600/DSCF4637.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IrHGtrfo11M/TnNI4snMtII/AAAAAAAADCQ/sMBzolpk9No/s320/DSCF4637.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He requested &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/06/our-go-to-grill-meal.html"&gt;chicken skewers&lt;/a&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jaPw_I-ahp0/TnNJu1cViHI/AAAAAAAADCY/o5NNPUHiK9o/s1600/DSCF4647.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jaPw_I-ahp0/TnNJu1cViHI/AAAAAAAADCY/o5NNPUHiK9o/s320/DSCF4647.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And Thomas now has "famous" mashed potatoes (actually it is &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2007/11/delicious_creamy_mashed_potatoes/"&gt;Pioneer Woman's recipe&lt;/a&gt; -- minus a little butter) and Marie took care of the &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-familys-favorite-dessert.html"&gt;peanut butter pie&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-08W_awQKKEo/TnNNXZqkb4I/AAAAAAAADCg/ISLziLwtX5Q/s1600/DSCF4648.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-08W_awQKKEo/TnNNXZqkb4I/AAAAAAAADCg/ISLziLwtX5Q/s320/DSCF4648.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And others were shucking Ohio corn on the front porch :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qUjn3p7t_gY/TnNN8vwynaI/AAAAAAAADCk/ludPLi4R1aU/s1600/DSCF4649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qUjn3p7t_gY/TnNN8vwynaI/AAAAAAAADCk/ludPLi4R1aU/s320/DSCF4649.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And after all that hard work. . .time to relax a bit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-knm5NrJFcoA/TnNPSjvfIJI/AAAAAAAADCs/_dKhwgKQnYE/s1600/DSCF4652.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-knm5NrJFcoA/TnNPSjvfIJI/AAAAAAAADCs/_dKhwgKQnYE/s200/DSCF4652.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oDvFrSz86h8/TnNPjhoE8iI/AAAAAAAADCw/hHlG9SYSflM/s1600/DSCF4653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oDvFrSz86h8/TnNPjhoE8iI/AAAAAAAADCw/hHlG9SYSflM/s320/DSCF4653.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(OK, I've changed the orientation of this picture three times and Blogger keeps doing this.&amp;nbsp; You get the idea.&amp;nbsp; They're all squished together on the sofa.&amp;nbsp; I love that they all want to be together like this.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;According to the kiddos, it is a SIN that Mammaw and Grandpa have never seen this movie:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KFgYD2thoT0/TnNQYe53Q5I/AAAAAAAADC0/Cvv7uLfUUwg/s1600/DSCF4656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KFgYD2thoT0/TnNQYe53Q5I/AAAAAAAADC0/Cvv7uLfUUwg/s320/DSCF4656.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facingthegiants.com/home.php"&gt;Facing the Giants&lt;/a&gt;. . .definitely our all-time favorite movie.&amp;nbsp; And I &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; watch a movie or read a book more than once. . .c'mon, there's just not the time.&amp;nbsp; But this movie. . .I've probably seen it 5-6 times.&amp;nbsp; And I cry every time.&amp;nbsp; The kids look for it.&lt;br /&gt;After that break we did gifts and dinner.&amp;nbsp; Can you believe that it was so important to Frederick for Mammaw and Grandpa to see this move (after he found out they never had!?!) that he did this &lt;i&gt;before&lt;/i&gt; gifts???&amp;nbsp; Anyway. . .lots of cards and quite a few gifts too. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbTJEJYH2d0/TnNSPsuHqKI/AAAAAAAADC4/TeohdmmwD4c/s1600/DSCF4664.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbTJEJYH2d0/TnNSPsuHqKI/AAAAAAAADC4/TeohdmmwD4c/s200/DSCF4664.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QNtLq-7K1nk/TnNTdQPjKcI/AAAAAAAADDI/KowzRMhQLxE/s320/DSCF4680b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e7IRRtbJyCg/TnNULqrmOfI/AAAAAAAADDM/BTpltN8DD34/s1600/DSCF4688.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e7IRRtbJyCg/TnNULqrmOfI/AAAAAAAADDM/BTpltN8DD34/s320/DSCF4688.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UBWR0lWrYyU/TnNUbre0ILI/AAAAAAAADDQ/0IRLSz-Gi5o/s1600/DSCF4695b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="330" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UBWR0lWrYyU/TnNUbre0ILI/AAAAAAAADDQ/0IRLSz-Gi5o/s640/DSCF4695b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And a birthday phone call:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ykX9J79zYc/TnNU1MAX1XI/AAAAAAAADDU/uFZIULHJ-Qc/s1600/DSCF4698b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ykX9J79zYc/TnNU1MAX1XI/AAAAAAAADDU/uFZIULHJ-Qc/s320/DSCF4698b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dinnertime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oRWt51j-0f8/TnNWG64_jgI/AAAAAAAADDY/-btpYHE_gNI/s1600/DSCF4699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oRWt51j-0f8/TnNWG64_jgI/AAAAAAAADDY/-btpYHE_gNI/s200/DSCF4699.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZnC53CtDUFM/TnNZOJABjBI/AAAAAAAADDw/2Jd-nMh2nyM/s1600/DSCF4700.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LA_y9uauR7Q/TnNXK_yzz-I/AAAAAAAADDs/N76c5vxk6gQ/s1600/DSCF4704.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LA_y9uauR7Q/TnNXK_yzz-I/AAAAAAAADDs/N76c5vxk6gQ/s320/DSCF4704.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1BWs-d-m92k/TnNaz12sn0I/AAAAAAAADD4/0oUyUfbvKyk/s1600/DSCF4705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1BWs-d-m92k/TnNaz12sn0I/AAAAAAAADD4/0oUyUfbvKyk/s200/DSCF4705.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G-PF_jZ8PWY/TnNbLNW5tsI/AAAAAAAADD8/AEkgpAWClKw/s1600/DSCF4706b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G-PF_jZ8PWY/TnNbLNW5tsI/AAAAAAAADD8/AEkgpAWClKw/s320/DSCF4706b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Ugh. . .orientation again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After all that sitting around in the car traveling here, watching a movie, and a delicious dinner, we decided to go on a family walk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XXkTb5Z0Z34/TnNfE0hWJGI/AAAAAAAADEE/uSP5p9BXv-w/s1600/DSCF4708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XXkTb5Z0Z34/TnNfE0hWJGI/AAAAAAAADEE/uSP5p9BXv-w/s200/DSCF4708.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I snapped this picture of our house at night. . .I think it looks so pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3lLWFnhaEe4/TnNeruwmegI/AAAAAAAADEA/JbFp9qs4bCs/s1600/DSCF4710.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3lLWFnhaEe4/TnNeruwmegI/AAAAAAAADEA/JbFp9qs4bCs/s400/DSCF4710.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rq3aSmEpaEc/TnNfrUvHhGI/AAAAAAAADEI/iMgPRo_B0CM/s1600/DSCF4713.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rq3aSmEpaEc/TnNfrUvHhGI/AAAAAAAADEI/iMgPRo_B0CM/s320/DSCF4713.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture of Dukie with Thomas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b4CrkGYFovs/TnNgDmxzjoI/AAAAAAAADEM/cQLF6SbVdXY/s1600/DSCF4715.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b4CrkGYFovs/TnNgDmxzjoI/AAAAAAAADEM/cQLF6SbVdXY/s320/DSCF4715.JPG" width="306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love the holding hands with Grandpa. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And home for birthday pie :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cq_ec0Vaznw/TnNmjmjealI/AAAAAAAADEU/0y4HbWznvtM/s1600/DSCF4726.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cq_ec0Vaznw/TnNmjmjealI/AAAAAAAADEU/0y4HbWznvtM/s200/DSCF4726.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dOlwrwarXWg/TnNm_y79qiI/AAAAAAAADEY/BjHXvyLlovg/s1600/DSCF4721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dOlwrwarXWg/TnNm_y79qiI/AAAAAAAADEY/BjHXvyLlovg/s320/DSCF4721.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Aj2qSkJy_hM/TnNnPcjiwnI/AAAAAAAADEc/25JpxAEOBvc/s1600/DSCF4722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Aj2qSkJy_hM/TnNnPcjiwnI/AAAAAAAADEc/25JpxAEOBvc/s320/DSCF4722.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UvpeWBSehqk/TnNngMrucyI/AAAAAAAADEg/LIU7EWNB1u0/s1600/DSCF4725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UvpeWBSehqk/TnNngMrucyI/AAAAAAAADEg/LIU7EWNB1u0/s320/DSCF4725.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, Frederick, here you go.&amp;nbsp; A journal of your 8th birthday. . .not that you probably will ever care much about this detail but I love looking back on the memories we make together as a family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The next day (Sunday) you and your brother had a good time with a couple of your favorite gifts. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tKPK7ebK9Pc/TnNtluQu0pI/AAAAAAAADEo/Kwv23Y8CSNA/s1600/DSCF4732.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tKPK7ebK9Pc/TnNtluQu0pI/AAAAAAAADEo/Kwv23Y8CSNA/s400/DSCF4732.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A remote-controlled car that you got with birthday money from Aunt Susie and Uncle Bruce and Uncle Brad and Aunt Kristin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EW3FWy_7jMY/TnNtuMFiYxI/AAAAAAAADEw/RZLG5QpTtqY/s1600/DSCF4740.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="458" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EW3FWy_7jMY/TnNtuMFiYxI/AAAAAAAADEw/RZLG5QpTtqY/s640/DSCF4740.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the helicopter you are flying between you and Thomas from me and Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;We love you Frederick!!!&amp;nbsp; You are growing up so fast and are an absolute light in our lives.&amp;nbsp; You love your soccer team and are really good at that sport.&amp;nbsp; You are careful with your schoolwork (and try hard to keep up and keep good grades) and recently have started tennis lessons. . .a sport I (selfishly) hope you grow to love, because you are good at that too :)&amp;nbsp; You also do Cub Scouts with your dad and best friend and have been taking that same best friend to Wednesday night church since school started this year.&amp;nbsp; In co-op you are taking classes in chess, physics, Dangerous Book for Boys, and PE.&amp;nbsp; In addition, each Thursday we go to Community Bible Study and right now are studying the book of Joshua.&amp;nbsp; My prayer is that these truths that you are learning now stay in the fore-front of your heart throughout your life.&amp;nbsp; I'm so lucky to get to share these years with you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-1349889392475994486?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/1349889392475994486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/09/frederick-is-8.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/1349889392475994486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/1349889392475994486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/09/frederick-is-8.html' title='Frederick is 8!!!'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ugS7WIVNk0U/TmTUlRhk8eI/AAAAAAAAC_8/gDdlRwK1wxw/s72-c/Chair+picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-2057362196687734907</id><published>2011-09-14T11:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T11:05:47.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>September 14 Update</title><content type='html'>Checking in for a really quick "hello" -- I have been working on Frederick's birthday post (Sept. 3) for over a week now.&amp;nbsp; Just no time to sit and edit photos, upload, and write without interruption (even now as I type Thomas is talking to me about a math problem and I'm trying to keep Margaret on track -- she's sitting next to me). . .so. . .such is the season of life I am in right now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qGrePeU5v5w/TnDDIbsOZLI/AAAAAAAADBU/W8dAwcYpxjI/s1600/DSCF4949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qGrePeU5v5w/TnDDIbsOZLI/AAAAAAAADBU/W8dAwcYpxjI/s400/DSCF4949.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is Tom's 39th birthday.&amp;nbsp; Now's he's my age!!!&amp;nbsp; Sunday, when his parents were here, we opened birthday gifts.&amp;nbsp; This is a good picture of him and the kids. . .of course there's always someone not looking at the camera :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are buried in school work right this minute. . .today is the last "hot" day according to the radio -- a high of 88 with a high temperature of 71 tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; Guess fall is on it's way. . .I'm going to miss the hot, hot weather of summer!&amp;nbsp; It's hard to stay in on these beautiful days but no rest for the weary around here. . .we've had grandparents in town the last two weekends and celebrated three birthdays (Frederick, Mammaw, and Tom) so we have some catch-up to do.&amp;nbsp; Gotta love the&lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/08/flexible-schooling.html"&gt; flexible schooling&lt;/a&gt;, though, to enjoy our families :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope to leave the house in about an hour to do some testing at the kids' school, go get Tom for his birthday lunch, then back home to finish up our work for the day and get our Community Bible Study homework done for tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; In addition, I need to work on the co-op class I teach Thursday afternoons (kitchen). . .I'm hoping to do veggie pizza with the older classes and veggie dips with the younger class.&amp;nbsp; Still need to get that stuff together.&amp;nbsp; Church tonight. . .the older kids are going to see a program by the &lt;a href="http://skitguys.com/"&gt;Skit Guys&lt;/a&gt; and then we'll be home to start all over again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few additional highlights:&lt;br /&gt;* Saturday after Frederick's soccer team started off their season with a W, Frederick was kicking the soccer ball around with Thomas and some U15 girls. . .he was playing goalie and stopped one of the girl's kicks. . .spraining his wrist/arm badly.&amp;nbsp; He's in a brace right now. . .the swelling is going down slowly but he has hardly completed any school work this week (of course this was his right arm).&amp;nbsp; Math seems to be the easiest since it's the subject with the least writing.&lt;br /&gt;* Thomas started painting the purple bathroom yesterday.&amp;nbsp; I wonder how long that will stay torn up?&amp;nbsp; Last week he re-arranged his and Frederick's bedroom. . .it still looks like a tornado hit it!&amp;nbsp; I'm having a hard time staying on top of everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;* In this season of life we are trying to find balance.&amp;nbsp; School work needs to get done, Community Bible Study is a priority, we have soccer games (4 scheduled this weekend alone!) and Sunday School plus my job one day a week at the YMCA (and includes a Sunday meeting this week).&amp;nbsp; There is Wednesday night church, Margaret's floor gymnastics and she and Frederick have started tennis lessons once a week.&amp;nbsp; I teach a co-op class and play tennis 3-4 times a week (!!!!).&amp;nbsp; Life is crazy.&amp;nbsp; Life is good.&amp;nbsp; Life is full.&amp;nbsp; We are blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Family, this is all I can manage at this point.&amp;nbsp; I've been working on this for 1.5 hours while fielding questions from the kids, grading self-tests, answering texts from Tom, and trying to keep the kids on track.&amp;nbsp; The boys have each completed two subjects. . .Marie has spent the last two hours writing a report on George Washington (and enjoying it!!) and Margaret is plugging away at her math worksheets. . .so glad Wednesdays are "off" and we don't have anywhere to go or anything to do. . .except today we have a &lt;b&gt;BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION -- yea!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-2057362196687734907?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/2057362196687734907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/09/september-14-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/2057362196687734907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/2057362196687734907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/09/september-14-update.html' title='September 14 Update'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qGrePeU5v5w/TnDDIbsOZLI/AAAAAAAADBU/W8dAwcYpxjI/s72-c/DSCF4949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-9159987180172251882</id><published>2011-09-02T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T23:13:47.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogs I enjoy - Company Girl Coffee 9.2</title><content type='html'>Kelly over at&lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/"&gt; Kelly's Korne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/"&gt;r&lt;/a&gt; is hosting a link-up today about favorite blogs.&amp;nbsp; I love reading blogs and getting "involved" in other people's lives and sometimes living through them in the craft world/business world.&amp;nbsp; I'm constantly inspired and awed by the talent out there. . .writing talent, painting, crafting, cooking, etc.&amp;nbsp; I've often thought about posting some favorite links so I guess today I have the chance :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start with &lt;a href="http://www.homesanctuary.com/rachelanne/"&gt;Home Sanctuary&lt;/a&gt; and Rachel Anne, who hosts a &lt;a href="http://www.homesanctuary.com/rachelanne/the-company-girl-story.html"&gt;Company Girls&lt;/a&gt; link-up party every Friday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z209/rachelanneridge/Picture2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z209/rachelanneridge/Picture2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I "found" Rachel a few years ago when I was looking for home-maintenance encouragement.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homesanctuary.com/.a/6a00d8341cc30c53ef0120a5aa1fac970b-pi" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://www.homesanctuary.com/.a/6a00d8341cc30c53ef0120a5aa1fac970b-pi" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I feel like so many people that link up to this party every week has so much in common. . .kind of a "birds of a feather" thing.&amp;nbsp; Most of us are "small" bloggers who blog for ourselves, family, and fun. . .Rachel Anne, on the other hand, blogs to help us keep our homes a Sanctuary for those living in them with us.&amp;nbsp; With her &lt;a href="http://www.homesanctuary.com/rachelanne/small-things-faq.html"&gt;Small Things&lt;/a&gt; each day we are encouraged that each small thing makes a difference in our service to those that we live with and love.&amp;nbsp; And she is super-duper talented in the painting and furniture-refinishing department!!!&amp;nbsp; Thank you, Rachel Anne, for faithfully keeping up with us :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides Rachel Anne and &lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/"&gt;Kelly&lt;/a&gt;, one of the first blogs I "found" when I first started reading them regularly was Sarah over at &lt;a href="http://thriftydecorchick.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thrifty Decor Chick&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wEjXV8fgJtU/TWGBlDNHRoI/AAAAAAAAMRM/mHxh99p_Mwk/s400/head.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wEjXV8fgJtU/TWGBlDNHRoI/AAAAAAAAMRM/mHxh99p_Mwk/s320/head.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;She is a former interior designer who now shares with us her incredible transformations in her home.&amp;nbsp; I think what draws me to her most are 1) She is so *real*; 2) Her style is my style -- within the last year or so she's started redecorating her home. . .a home decorated in the same style as mine now to a style that I would love to change to!&amp;nbsp; I'm constantly looking to her for inspiration.&amp;nbsp; Recently she had a very informative &lt;a href="http://thriftydecorchick.blogspot.com/2011/08/tools-for-blogger.html"&gt;blogger&lt;/a&gt; post. . .I simply must find some time to follow some of her links and learn a little more about this blogging world.&amp;nbsp; And 3) so often she will personally respond to comments. . .even though she gets HUNDREDS. . .I always think that is such a great thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meg over at &lt;a href="http://megduerksen.typepad.com/whatever/"&gt;whatever&lt;/a&gt;. . .I mean, who doesn't "know" and LOVE her?!?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://megduerksen.typepad.com/hi4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://megduerksen.typepad.com/hi4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love that she's a mommy of 5.&amp;nbsp; I love that she loves her husband.&amp;nbsp; Her photos inspire me.&amp;nbsp; I love her craft Thursdays.&amp;nbsp; Her house looks so fun and alive and *real*.&amp;nbsp; She lives in Kansas. . .vacations in Michigan. . .loves Chicago.&amp;nbsp; Is it crazy that I know so much about someone I've never met?!?&amp;nbsp; That's what blogging is all about, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shelli Gardner at&lt;a href="http://www.soshelli.com/"&gt; So Shelli&lt;/a&gt; is a rare gem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soshelli.com/storage/blog_Aug11_cabo12.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1312956815744" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.soshelli.com/storage/blog_Aug11_cabo12.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1312956815744" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I really admire her as a woman, mother, grandmother, wife, and business owner.&amp;nbsp; This is a picture of her and her girls. . .I'll bet you really have to look to tell which woman is the oldest, huh?&amp;nbsp; Shelli is someone that I wish could mentor me for a period of time. . .although I'm not a part of her company or nearly as creative as her, I love reading about how she balances her full life. . .it is very inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire Kim Wheeler's talents at &lt;a href="http://www.smallwordsblog.com/"&gt;Small Words&lt;/a&gt; blog so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gravatar.com/avatar/58f768a62a093ad3e85e6412f3119273?s=85&amp;amp;d=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.smallwordsblog.com%2Fwp-includes%2Fimages%2Fblank.gif&amp;amp;r=G" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.gravatar.com/avatar/58f768a62a093ad3e85e6412f3119273?s=85&amp;amp;d=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.smallwordsblog.com%2Fwp-includes%2Fimages%2Fblank.gif&amp;amp;r=G" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Apparently she lives fairly close to me. . .I want to be her student!!!&amp;nbsp; She is a self-taught painter (although it's obvious through her decorating and party-throwing posts that she has a *lot* of talent in her DNA) who makes custom works of art.&amp;nbsp; She's also a mommy.&amp;nbsp; Of four.&amp;nbsp; Many with special needs.&amp;nbsp; I think she'd be a hoot to live next door to.&amp;nbsp; Again, so real. . .she puts it "all out there" and sometimes makes me laugh out loud.&amp;nbsp; And then recall the stories to my puzzled husband who can't understand why I act like I know these people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vickicourtney.com/"&gt;Vicki Courtney&lt;/a&gt; will be my last link in this post. . .I have been reading her blog for a year or more now and she has been so encouraging to me as a Christ-follower.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vickicourtney.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/family-pic-at-lake-cropped.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://vickicourtney.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/family-pic-at-lake-cropped.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;She's about a decade ahead of me in the parenting realm and I love this because I feel like there is so much I can learn from her experiences.&amp;nbsp; Through her blog (and her &lt;a href="http://vickicourtney.com/bookstore/category_5/All-Items.htm"&gt;books&lt;/a&gt;) she is teaching me how to better parent my children.&amp;nbsp; Again, I'm sure she is a wonderful person who I would love if I met her IRL (and in her pictures I think she looks a lot like my IRL friend, Amy :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many others. . .many times I will post a link on FB with a good entry or something. . .thank you &lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/"&gt;Kelly&lt;/a&gt;, for hosting this linky party so we can all share who we keep up with.&amp;nbsp; I find many times that if I like one blog someone reads I will like many. . .it is hard to keep up though (because real life is, well, REAL) and there is a balance there.&amp;nbsp; I write my blog for my family, to record my memories, and to find other friends out there in blog world who I might have something in common with.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-9159987180172251882?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/9159987180172251882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/09/blogs-i-enjoy-company-girl-coffee-92.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/9159987180172251882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/9159987180172251882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/09/blogs-i-enjoy-company-girl-coffee-92.html' title='Blogs I enjoy - Company Girl Coffee 9.2'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wEjXV8fgJtU/TWGBlDNHRoI/AAAAAAAAMRM/mHxh99p_Mwk/s72-c/head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-6559029911039558703</id><published>2011-08-28T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T23:30:42.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Life is busy.&amp;nbsp; I haven't even kept up with Picture of the Day!&amp;nbsp; And the shocker is, my kids have forgotten to remind me. . .they were kind of into that for a long time now.&amp;nbsp; It's just been go, go, go but not in a crazy way. . .just in a we-have-four-kids-and-a-job-and-homeschool way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. . .when I dumped my camera last night I realized I hadn't posted (current) pictures in two weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FToRu3Jm8Wo/TlrHErDK7HI/AAAAAAAAC8U/C-ZkaRCmgpo/s1600/2011-08-27+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FToRu3Jm8Wo/TlrHErDK7HI/AAAAAAAAC8U/C-ZkaRCmgpo/s320/2011-08-27+001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The kids have been "into" creating with Legos. . .they have been *everywhere*.&amp;nbsp; This was a solid box that Marie spent an hour or two on. . .then wanted photographed 8 different ways.&amp;nbsp; I'll spare you all but one. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_VclVdh_oEo/TlrH18VTCRI/AAAAAAAAC8c/kXrzEotQFOY/s1600/2011-08-27+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_VclVdh_oEo/TlrH18VTCRI/AAAAAAAAC8c/kXrzEotQFOY/s320/2011-08-27+002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It really was quite detailed. . .I'm proud of their creativity. . .not only what you can see, but in the conversations they have together while creating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas is helping to coach Frederick's team.&amp;nbsp; Tom is the coach, Thomas the assistant.&amp;nbsp; Their first practice was two weeks ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S9FwIanUZkc/TlrJdBfxLQI/AAAAAAAAC8g/6L4cG_n7AwQ/s1600/2011-08-27+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S9FwIanUZkc/TlrJdBfxLQI/AAAAAAAAC8g/6L4cG_n7AwQ/s320/2011-08-27+017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thomas giving them a warm-up jog. . .&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMJ9siDf66c/TlrJwEpHOVI/AAAAAAAAC8k/XiKpZChkGDU/s1600/2011-08-27+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMJ9siDf66c/TlrJwEpHOVI/AAAAAAAAC8k/XiKpZChkGDU/s320/2011-08-27+015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And coach Tom gathering them together. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dmE-p9xUmxM/TlrL1X0Y8-I/AAAAAAAAC8o/CPTkpwjIR7c/s1600/2011-08-27+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dmE-p9xUmxM/TlrL1X0Y8-I/AAAAAAAAC8o/CPTkpwjIR7c/s320/2011-08-27+023.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And there's the player himself :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On Friday nights, right after this practice, Thomas heads to his own travel league soccer practice.&amp;nbsp; Starting next week, Saturday soccer games at the YMCA will start up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last Saturday, though, we were "free" so after a fund-raising pancake breakfast for one of Thomas's football friends, we all met as a family on the tennis courts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LT0vOb-Gs-s/TlrNIUiwTFI/AAAAAAAAC8s/1We2N2oOk_0/s1600/2011-08-27+070b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LT0vOb-Gs-s/TlrNIUiwTFI/AAAAAAAAC8s/1We2N2oOk_0/s640/2011-08-27+070b.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The teams were Tom and Margaret against Frederick and me. . .Marie is spectating, Thomas snapping the photos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UPtq12Me-XY/TlrvyrkZsEI/AAAAAAAAC9U/ztVB3zdrodo/s1600/2011-08-27+034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UPtq12Me-XY/TlrvyrkZsEI/AAAAAAAAC9U/ztVB3zdrodo/s320/2011-08-27+034.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jenni and Frederick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9r5bmv5vQgM/TlrwRyrOWrI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/KlKrgjUl1dk/s1600/2011-08-27+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9r5bmv5vQgM/TlrwRyrOWrI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/KlKrgjUl1dk/s320/2011-08-27+039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ready to go at the net!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lg4ec1U5YDs/TlrwhvcHtUI/AAAAAAAAC9c/32aaQa08D0E/s1600/2011-08-27+055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lg4ec1U5YDs/TlrwhvcHtUI/AAAAAAAAC9c/32aaQa08D0E/s320/2011-08-27+055.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Going for a point!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5hNABrDCW7Y/Tlrw0QmdynI/AAAAAAAAC9g/WM4gualtlcg/s1600/2011-08-27+061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5hNABrDCW7Y/Tlrw0QmdynI/AAAAAAAAC9g/WM4gualtlcg/s320/2011-08-27+061.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Margaret ready for a ball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fg9GpGYgXkA/TlrxImvrI5I/AAAAAAAAC9k/lIzzh8oDQE4/s1600/2011-08-27+063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fg9GpGYgXkA/TlrxImvrI5I/AAAAAAAAC9k/lIzzh8oDQE4/s320/2011-08-27+063.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A serve?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lfRr4WlAU8M/TlryHQAVm8I/AAAAAAAAC9o/xr4dB8IDA9k/s1600/2011-08-27+066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lfRr4WlAU8M/TlryHQAVm8I/AAAAAAAAC9o/xr4dB8IDA9k/s320/2011-08-27+066.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Good position&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7PnLFTY65eE/TlryV_beMzI/AAAAAAAAC9w/L-fyZhSZsCk/s1600/2011-08-27+067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7PnLFTY65eE/TlryV_beMzI/AAAAAAAAC9w/L-fyZhSZsCk/s320/2011-08-27+067.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Margaret and Tom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKfDgecfA7w/Tlryj6mbtLI/AAAAAAAAC90/QDmrtz6V7Wc/s1600/2011-08-27+068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKfDgecfA7w/Tlryj6mbtLI/AAAAAAAAC90/QDmrtz6V7Wc/s320/2011-08-27+068.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Great form for a non-tennis player!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday was another Saturday without much on our plate.&amp;nbsp; After Margaret and Frederick played with us in the above pictures we were approached by someone that does Saturday lessons at the tennis courts and he asked if they'd like to come the following week (yesterday).&amp;nbsp; They decided to do it from 8:30-9:30 and liked it a lot!&amp;nbsp; I loved seeing them out on the court :)&amp;nbsp; I didn't get any pictures, though, because I had my buddy, Linda Hurt, to play with two courts down -- I get out whenever I can!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After tennis we picked up Thomas's friend, Amadeus, to go boating with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What a gorgeous day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rayCHvSYkcQ/Tlr59hayK8I/AAAAAAAAC94/dw-Ph_DlByU/s1600/2011-08-27+077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rayCHvSYkcQ/Tlr59hayK8I/AAAAAAAAC94/dw-Ph_DlByU/s400/2011-08-27+077.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amadeus and Thomas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0i-fK4MHt3Y/Tlr6OFUgBQI/AAAAAAAAC98/xpqino96Dng/s1600/2011-08-27+078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0i-fK4MHt3Y/Tlr6OFUgBQI/AAAAAAAAC98/xpqino96Dng/s320/2011-08-27+078.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Frederick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9KV6KJPWRnM/Tlr6ivof0RI/AAAAAAAAC-A/xbbVCjE3u74/s1600/2011-08-27+079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9KV6KJPWRnM/Tlr6ivof0RI/AAAAAAAAC-A/xbbVCjE3u74/s320/2011-08-27+079.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Margaret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OadOqUQPZk8/Tlr658r6DCI/AAAAAAAAC-E/RSZnleE7gGQ/s1600/2011-08-27+130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OadOqUQPZk8/Tlr658r6DCI/AAAAAAAAC-E/RSZnleE7gGQ/s320/2011-08-27+130.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tom and Marie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There were some wild tube rides. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mkwIcPHOVK0/TlsEZ1BHRiI/AAAAAAAAC-M/y7TsPxuV-6k/s1600/2011-08-27+086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mkwIcPHOVK0/TlsEZ1BHRiI/AAAAAAAAC-M/y7TsPxuV-6k/s320/2011-08-27+086.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just getting started. . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yj0AHW1XYLE/TlsEruH01JI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/6y7cn2hvOPY/s1600/2011-08-27+088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yj0AHW1XYLE/TlsEruH01JI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/6y7cn2hvOPY/s320/2011-08-27+088.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was a windy day -- causing some bumps :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v487H3HHT4c/TlsFFASA7FI/AAAAAAAAC-U/YqjD4FujUA4/s1600/2011-08-27+093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v487H3HHT4c/TlsFFASA7FI/AAAAAAAAC-U/YqjD4FujUA4/s320/2011-08-27+093.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;That splash would be Amadeus. . .again. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dUsfT2vPwyA/TlsF68A3P2I/AAAAAAAAC-Y/uBIw_ACiMEE/s1600/2011-08-27+134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dUsfT2vPwyA/TlsF68A3P2I/AAAAAAAAC-Y/uBIw_ACiMEE/s320/2011-08-27+134.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;An easier ride with Frederick?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v-akiOG8o10/TlsGOALOr5I/AAAAAAAAC-c/FAKNcu5DKO4/s1600/2011-08-27+137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v-akiOG8o10/TlsGOALOr5I/AAAAAAAAC-c/FAKNcu5DKO4/s320/2011-08-27+137.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Let's try three :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HzSEnofrbbQ/TlsGap_TVpI/AAAAAAAAC-g/XIK9YxFQsbg/s1600/2011-08-27+149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HzSEnofrbbQ/TlsGap_TVpI/AAAAAAAAC-g/XIK9YxFQsbg/s320/2011-08-27+149.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't believe I caught this!!!&amp;nbsp; Both Amadeus and Thomas were on the tube this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had some "tube time" myself. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-55KsuUD5X8o/TlsH_AFWjzI/AAAAAAAAC-o/LxacFiCf5hc/s1600/2011-08-27+150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-55KsuUD5X8o/TlsH_AFWjzI/AAAAAAAAC-o/LxacFiCf5hc/s400/2011-08-27+150.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;. . .ha!&amp;nbsp; This lasted all of about 10 minutes. . .the other kids quickly "found" me too. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And the tube was used for the usual "ferrying" of food from the boat to the island. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DG0OFmGGyyg/TlsOxUbJcVI/AAAAAAAAC_E/UgZiLN0rKzc/s1600/2011-08-27+116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DG0OFmGGyyg/TlsOxUbJcVI/AAAAAAAAC_E/UgZiLN0rKzc/s320/2011-08-27+116.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JZDZ6fBSkIE/TlsMBmVUPjI/AAAAAAAAC-8/toLOor5_BKQ/s1600/2011-08-27+115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JZDZ6fBSkIE/TlsMBmVUPjI/AAAAAAAAC-8/toLOor5_BKQ/s320/2011-08-27+115.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Zr_7nCOGuw/TlsLyZAMWuI/AAAAAAAAC-4/nFl9Ana2quQ/s1600/2011-08-27+113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Zr_7nCOGuw/TlsLyZAMWuI/AAAAAAAAC-4/nFl9Ana2quQ/s320/2011-08-27+113.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not to mention the ever-popular "pushing game" (someone from another boat parked there joined in on the fun too!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dlm_9zLtK5M/TlsQPtQTO9I/AAAAAAAAC_I/zhHPjzfPj_E/s1600/2011-08-27+118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dlm_9zLtK5M/TlsQPtQTO9I/AAAAAAAAC_I/zhHPjzfPj_E/s320/2011-08-27+118.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ONmE0UK2Jc/TlsQfXxVNGI/AAAAAAAAC_M/VCLrUOHz00M/s1600/2011-08-27+120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ONmE0UK2Jc/TlsQfXxVNGI/AAAAAAAAC_M/VCLrUOHz00M/s320/2011-08-27+120.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OcO_p48x3CQ/TlsQ0ALAsyI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/cC8xbGdnvJA/s1600/2011-08-27+121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OcO_p48x3CQ/TlsQ0ALAsyI/AAAAAAAAC_Q/cC8xbGdnvJA/s320/2011-08-27+121.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wD1h-MczStE/TlsRCYb-2vI/AAAAAAAAC_U/tPx4x_7ym8U/s1600/2011-08-27+129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wD1h-MczStE/TlsRCYb-2vI/AAAAAAAAC_U/tPx4x_7ym8U/s320/2011-08-27+129.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even Tom got in on this fun :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And then they even used the tube as a raft to get to shore when we stopped later for one last swim:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dfm1KC8bzns/TlsSh2AbxyI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/SfHMQ9ajdbQ/s1600/2011-08-27+156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dfm1KC8bzns/TlsSh2AbxyI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/SfHMQ9ajdbQ/s320/2011-08-27+156.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ngI5O7wdP44/TlsS0LiC52I/AAAAAAAAC_c/7LIryRx1lkA/s1600/2011-08-27+158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ngI5O7wdP44/TlsS0LiC52I/AAAAAAAAC_c/7LIryRx1lkA/s320/2011-08-27+158.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8OLaKzfBYE8/TlsTDTjBR0I/AAAAAAAAC_k/aT_S3DixMEE/s1600/2011-08-27+164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8OLaKzfBYE8/TlsTDTjBR0I/AAAAAAAAC_k/aT_S3DixMEE/s320/2011-08-27+164.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZczHL4b_bCk/TlsTVPTf6iI/AAAAAAAAC_s/Ss_sk6_XpOE/s1600/2011-08-27+169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZczHL4b_bCk/TlsTVPTf6iI/AAAAAAAAC_s/Ss_sk6_XpOE/s320/2011-08-27+169.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; It was just a beautiful, perfect day.&amp;nbsp; There was a slight chill in the air -- fall is on its way -- but still summer-warm.&amp;nbsp; Thomas did get up on skis but no pictures of that.&amp;nbsp; When Tom went to get the truck to pull the boat out I took one last shot with my camera (panorama being one of my new favorite settings):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J1-Mms4sQEA/TlsUV0kwZDI/AAAAAAAAC_0/3gj0EFXplTI/s1600/2011-08-27+178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J1-Mms4sQEA/TlsUV0kwZDI/AAAAAAAAC_0/3gj0EFXplTI/s640/2011-08-27+178.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunset Marina, Dale Hollow Lake&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Apparently, helicopters land here now too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sAV5gZ2JCUU/TlsVuIFuj2I/AAAAAAAAC_4/xKhtEeQIyVU/s1600/2011-08-27+176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sAV5gZ2JCUU/TlsVuIFuj2I/AAAAAAAAC_4/xKhtEeQIyVU/s320/2011-08-27+176.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Jenni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-6559029911039558703?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/6559029911039558703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/08/life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/6559029911039558703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/6559029911039558703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/08/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FToRu3Jm8Wo/TlrHErDK7HI/AAAAAAAAC8U/C-ZkaRCmgpo/s72-c/2011-08-27+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-760366003345526710</id><published>2011-08-21T09:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T09:15:49.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Death at Dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27OMA16mu2Q/TlEM4nUaApI/AAAAAAAAC8I/RWqAx20u-nM/s1600/2011-07-30+094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="166" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27OMA16mu2Q/TlEM4nUaApI/AAAAAAAAC8I/RWqAx20u-nM/s640/2011-07-30+094.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Several weeks ago, Thomas (12) participated in a local event, &lt;a href="http://www.ucdailynews.com/news/local/Death-at-Dawn--Exercise-Camp-in-Cookeville-Tennessee-126460533.html"&gt;Death at Dawn&lt;/a&gt;, with his friend JJ.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vWzi2pEPDxE/TlEGU0ptlNI/AAAAAAAAC70/NRtiAkjgKnI/s1600/2011-07-30+089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vWzi2pEPDxE/TlEGU0ptlNI/AAAAAAAAC70/NRtiAkjgKnI/s400/2011-07-30+089.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had never heard of this event until the day after it started and JJ called Thomas and said, "Hey, do you think Thomas would like to meet me and my family at the local University at 5:30 tomorrow morning to run and workout?".&amp;nbsp; I knew he would so I answered in the affirmative for him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ts-46doOGWU/TlEInO4poeI/AAAAAAAAC74/P7m2khZ1JIs/s1600/2011-07-30+093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ts-46doOGWU/TlEInO4poeI/AAAAAAAAC74/P7m2khZ1JIs/s400/2011-07-30+093.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The organizers estimated that about 160 people came out for two straight weeks, from 5:30-6:30 a.m. to train. &amp;nbsp; Apparently it started out several years ago as a way to "jump start" the girls soccer season at the high school.&amp;nbsp; The coach complained that he spent the first two weeks of practice getting the girls back into shape, wasting a bunch of time when he could be drilling.&amp;nbsp; One of the girls had parents who decided to start an early-morning pre-season training (they are runners) and it just grew from there.&amp;nbsp; Then the boys team wanted to join.&amp;nbsp; Then other teams at the high school wanted in.&amp;nbsp; Parents of the athletes said "we'd like to train too". . .and so here they are now. . .with 160 people, many, many volunteers, and a fun tradition for our small town in the middle of Tennessee.&lt;br /&gt;Some mornings they would leave the track and run around campus. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qrjQlqhx7Rg/TlEKlrVA-mI/AAAAAAAAC8A/FtBMoBU9_us/s1600/2011-07-30+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qrjQlqhx7Rg/TlEKlrVA-mI/AAAAAAAAC8A/FtBMoBU9_us/s400/2011-07-30+004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is a good early-morning shot I got of Coach Joe, JJ, and Thomas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ReHe85fcESs/TlELefbhr3I/AAAAAAAAC8E/1uDrt54-zV4/s1600/2011-07-30+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ReHe85fcESs/TlELefbhr3I/AAAAAAAAC8E/1uDrt54-zV4/s320/2011-07-30+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And one the newspaper photographer got of a very-tired JJ using Thomas as a prop to lean upon one morning: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.ucdailynews.com/images/600*410/024+Death+at+Dawn+July+2011+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://media.ucdailynews.com/images/600*410/024+Death+at+Dawn+July+2011+.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Running stairs and lots of push-ups and sit-ups were a part of their mornings too.&amp;nbsp; They always began right at 5:30 a.m. with a word of prayer, then straight on to the warm-up laps around the track. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NcDgynhtUw4/TlER5F-2sFI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/OsdAGZ_krTY/s1600/2011-07-30+097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NcDgynhtUw4/TlER5F-2sFI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/OsdAGZ_krTY/s320/2011-07-30+097.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;. . .usually about that time I would have a friend show up to play tennis with :)&amp;nbsp; Yes, I was able to talk a few people into coming out and playing with me about seven of these days!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.ucdailynews.com/images/420*480/162+Death+at+Dawn+July+2011+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://media.ucdailynews.com/images/420*480/162+Death+at+Dawn+July+2011+.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This photo came from 90+ pictures our local paper took and posted online.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prize at the end?&amp;nbsp; Every participant tries hard for 9-out-of-10-days participation for a t-shirt :)&amp;nbsp; Of course, since Thomas missed the first day he was up-and-at-em at 5 a.m. every morning for the last 9 days. . .and he made it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MqpXBL2mY8s/TlEO0Lc6ybI/AAAAAAAAC8M/MF_zDMdcjXk/s1600/2011-08-10+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MqpXBL2mY8s/TlEO0Lc6ybI/AAAAAAAAC8M/MF_zDMdcjXk/s400/2011-08-10+006.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you, Larry &amp;amp; Tracy Epps, of Cookeville, TN, for putting this event together for our school athletes!!!&amp;nbsp; Hopefully we'll see you out there again next year. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-760366003345526710?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/760366003345526710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/08/death-at-dawn.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/760366003345526710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/760366003345526710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/08/death-at-dawn.html' title='Death at Dawn'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27OMA16mu2Q/TlEM4nUaApI/AAAAAAAAC8I/RWqAx20u-nM/s72-c/2011-07-30+094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-2387369908534517810</id><published>2011-08-18T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T15:15:18.008-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Flexible Schooling</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last year we made a difficult (for us) decision, in January, to &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/01/lifestyle-change.html"&gt;take our children out of school.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; We don't know for how long or have any "grand plan" for this. . .but, for now, it's what we think is best for our children.&amp;nbsp; Our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gss2B4BwjN4/Tk1QIuvs8hI/AAAAAAAAC6I/CkyMhRkdJMM/s400/2011-08-18+082.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;10 a.m. this morning&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Many people put us in the "homeschooling" category.&amp;nbsp; My kids *are* at home to school, but I don't choose their curriculum, grade their papers, or test them.&amp;nbsp; We pay a private school to provide curriculum, tutoring (when we need it), test, keep grades, and put us on a timeline.&amp;nbsp; Rather, we call it "flexible schooling" that we can take anywhere and do anytime.&amp;nbsp; It is working great for us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Mvrmm4c6UU/Tk1eQtM4IjI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/Qjzd4bMd_G0/s1600/2011-08-18+030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Mvrmm4c6UU/Tk1eQtM4IjI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/Qjzd4bMd_G0/s320/2011-08-18+030.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was Frederick Monday morning.&amp;nbsp; I caught this snapshot when I was done with my tennis match.&amp;nbsp; At one point Marie had been sitting at the table with him doing her work. . .but then she and Margaret went off to "play school" on their scooters. . .putting their books on their backs and pretending to ride to school. . .cute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W2PQ20S2Xdo/Tk1gmbaBA6I/AAAAAAAAC6U/yFnTN0xBASg/s1600/2011-08-18+036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W2PQ20S2Xdo/Tk1gmbaBA6I/AAAAAAAAC6U/yFnTN0xBASg/s320/2011-08-18+036.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PczQhzlARuU/Tk1g75Ft1RI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/pbkjvL-AIBg/s1600/2011-08-18+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PczQhzlARuU/Tk1g75Ft1RI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/pbkjvL-AIBg/s320/2011-08-18+039.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miss Marie all packed up and ready to move on. . .&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TzOqzAw8zfQ/Tk1haOY0B5I/AAAAAAAAC6c/sSBdaDkhDXY/s1600/2011-08-18+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TzOqzAw8zfQ/Tk1haOY0B5I/AAAAAAAAC6c/sSBdaDkhDXY/s320/2011-08-18+040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Miss Margaret, not to be left out. . .&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Thomas walked over to the YMCA to do his work in the lobby at the table &lt;i&gt;"in the air-conditioning, Mom"&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a pretty good Monday routine.&amp;nbsp; I usually play tennis at 8 a.m. and then we hit Ralph's Donuts for a breakfast biscuit and donut (of course) and sometimes take it to Tom's office and share.&amp;nbsp; This week he was in a meeting but it was so nice outside and they have a couple of picnic tables set out on a private patio that we just finished up (most) of the work for the day there.&amp;nbsp; Thomas was pretty much done so he got hold of the camera and took some pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eiljAcMefdc/Tk1jF_l_bVI/AAAAAAAAC6g/l0rNkLT5MVM/s1600/2011-08-18+041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eiljAcMefdc/Tk1jF_l_bVI/AAAAAAAAC6g/l0rNkLT5MVM/s320/2011-08-18+041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKxt0ZF8qhU/Tk1jYgecBRI/AAAAAAAAC6k/d0PaHK6vtxg/s1600/2011-08-18+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fKxt0ZF8qhU/Tk1jYgecBRI/AAAAAAAAC6k/d0PaHK6vtxg/s320/2011-08-18+044.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh, looks like Marie had the camera here :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HstPvQyGNac/Tk1j1hQnX1I/AAAAAAAAC6s/TyiqePfoB_k/s1600/2011-08-18+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HstPvQyGNac/Tk1j1hQnX1I/AAAAAAAAC6s/TyiqePfoB_k/s320/2011-08-18+047.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thomas has been working on his photography skills and really gets some good shots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8tcPH-l9D8Y/Tk1kPMjH7iI/AAAAAAAAC6w/-G1S4-eTm58/s1600/2011-08-18+053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8tcPH-l9D8Y/Tk1kPMjH7iI/AAAAAAAAC6w/-G1S4-eTm58/s320/2011-08-18+053.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, this is me. . .most days.&amp;nbsp; If I'm lucky I'm dressed to play or coming from tennis.&amp;nbsp; And books.&amp;nbsp; Always toting school books. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As I said, we use a school, &lt;a href="http://www.d1academy.org/"&gt;Daniel 1 Academy&lt;/a&gt;, to come alongside us and help with educating our children.&amp;nbsp; Here is Margaret taking one of her tests Monday. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02dH3F2BSpU/Tk1qWjLhakI/AAAAAAAAC64/MUh2P5H7hk8/s1600/2011-08-18+057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-02dH3F2BSpU/Tk1qWjLhakI/AAAAAAAAC64/MUh2P5H7hk8/s320/2011-08-18+057.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And then Mr. Holman grading it. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xWhFpoj7XKE/Tk1qm0SBoVI/AAAAAAAAC68/A0_kV29v3L4/s1600/2011-08-18+064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xWhFpoj7XKE/Tk1qm0SBoVI/AAAAAAAAC68/A0_kV29v3L4/s320/2011-08-18+064.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is how it goes when we go into school for testing.&amp;nbsp; Actually, Thomas and Marie tested on Monday too. . .(they each have 4 subjects with 5-6 tests per subject per semester).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lWjulOOoGzY/Tk1sGVgV5YI/AAAAAAAAC7A/8yxgElSLftc/s1600/2011-08-18+058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lWjulOOoGzY/Tk1sGVgV5YI/AAAAAAAAC7A/8yxgElSLftc/s320/2011-08-18+058.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpvxHOfkWZk/Tk1sdJToOII/AAAAAAAAC7I/qiOVMujfZKw/s1600/2011-08-18+063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpvxHOfkWZk/Tk1sdJToOII/AAAAAAAAC7I/qiOVMujfZKw/s320/2011-08-18+063.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They all did well.&amp;nbsp; Frederick was in the waiting area, working on his school work since he didn't have a test to take that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IfUgxV_-ZHg/Tk1tEgPsw2I/AAAAAAAAC7M/0Snr7z6LnhU/s1600/2011-08-18+060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IfUgxV_-ZHg/Tk1tEgPsw2I/AAAAAAAAC7M/0Snr7z6LnhU/s320/2011-08-18+060.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tuesdays we do schoolwork at the YMCA. . .I work in childcare there from 8:30-12 and then go back on the clock from 3-6:30. . .from 12-3, when the childcare area is closed, we do schoolwork together.&amp;nbsp; It works out well!&amp;nbsp; Wednesdays are our days at home and, starting next week, Thursdays will be devoted to Community Bible Study and our local co-op.&amp;nbsp; Fridays look a lot like Mondays except, instead of donuts we run errands (grocery, etc.).&amp;nbsp; Its a busy life.&amp;nbsp; It's a full life.&amp;nbsp; It's a blessed life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some days, like today, we *try* to do schoolwork and get side-tracked by the beautiful weather, games, and just "being" together.&amp;nbsp; Not a bad deal :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we'll be back to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1569685931"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1569685932"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-emGqswUSZwM/Tkw_ZtDD1CI/AAAAAAAAC6E/KaOv3PU0Pjo/s1600/DSCF4241.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-emGqswUSZwM/Tkw_ZtDD1CI/AAAAAAAAC6E/KaOv3PU0Pjo/s320/DSCF4241.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Or maybe this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KMMs8OkCZMQ/Tk1vXYn-ENI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/AiADwPClBxM/s1600/2011-08-18+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KMMs8OkCZMQ/Tk1vXYn-ENI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/AiADwPClBxM/s320/2011-08-18+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And then hopefully this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QF52-4XCPrU/Tk1voxsCs2I/AAAAAAAAC7U/xCjYKQ21Uus/s1600/2011-08-18+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QF52-4XCPrU/Tk1voxsCs2I/AAAAAAAAC7U/xCjYKQ21Uus/s320/2011-08-18+005.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Smiles for another week completed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-2387369908534517810?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/2387369908534517810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/08/flexible-schooling.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/2387369908534517810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/2387369908534517810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/08/flexible-schooling.html' title='Flexible Schooling'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gss2B4BwjN4/Tk1QIuvs8hI/AAAAAAAAC6I/CkyMhRkdJMM/s72-c/2011-08-18+082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-5559896603787551987</id><published>2011-08-15T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T00:16:35.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IqYHTuUskkw/Tka4As74BHI/AAAAAAAAC2o/Rl2AJJFK65E/s1600/family+pic+with+Kathy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IqYHTuUskkw/Tka4As74BHI/AAAAAAAAC2o/Rl2AJJFK65E/s400/family+pic+with+Kathy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was my favorite picture of the day this week -- Wednesday morning before the Bells left we were able to get a pretty good shot of Nana, Grandpa, Aunt Kathy, and all the kids.&amp;nbsp; Wish there was a way to photoshop Tom into that mix. . .it would be the perfect family picture then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I worked a full day but Tom took the day off and everyone went boating.&amp;nbsp; I heard it was a gorgeous day and luckily Kathy took pictures for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3agsVOdkfQk/Tka7ci36I1I/AAAAAAAAC2s/MaIrweVku2g/s1600/2011-08-10+080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3agsVOdkfQk/Tka7ci36I1I/AAAAAAAAC2s/MaIrweVku2g/s320/2011-08-10+080.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Frederick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fM05qTrgHnU/Tka7fUZcXkI/AAAAAAAAC2w/6bZX3aZFf6Y/s1600/2011-08-10+090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fM05qTrgHnU/Tka7fUZcXkI/AAAAAAAAC2w/6bZX3aZFf6Y/s320/2011-08-10+090.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thomas and his friend, JJ, taking a dump on the tube. . .I've been trying to get a picture like this all year!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NPEXKuoT8B8/Tka7jaG8xYI/AAAAAAAAC20/qrBTwZlgX00/s1600/2011-08-10+094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NPEXKuoT8B8/Tka7jaG8xYI/AAAAAAAAC20/qrBTwZlgX00/s320/2011-08-10+094.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think this is my favorite. . .Marie and Nana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kIn1-7czPOc/Tka7ldz_nBI/AAAAAAAAC28/cCKM8LgWy-4/s1600/2011-08-10+101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kIn1-7czPOc/Tka7ldz_nBI/AAAAAAAAC28/cCKM8LgWy-4/s320/2011-08-10+101.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Marie and Nana again :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_RVBoI2fJdE/Tka7ngJhdsI/AAAAAAAAC3A/Xwb1z0jWcgk/s1600/2011-08-10+102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_RVBoI2fJdE/Tka7ngJhdsI/AAAAAAAAC3A/Xwb1z0jWcgk/s320/2011-08-10+102.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aunt Kathy and her mini-me, Margaret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TMlssRqcJsg/Tka7pW5ix2I/AAAAAAAAC3E/C-HQH2JZr7A/s1600/2011-08-10+104b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TMlssRqcJsg/Tka7pW5ix2I/AAAAAAAAC3E/C-HQH2JZr7A/s320/2011-08-10+104b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Chasing Grandpa. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V_PcxU5gfsg/Tka7rqNX-6I/AAAAAAAAC3I/zJX28fIjpXs/s1600/2011-08-10+105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V_PcxU5gfsg/Tka7rqNX-6I/AAAAAAAAC3I/zJX28fIjpXs/s320/2011-08-10+105.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He's a little faster on land without his webbed shoes :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f7nJfjGmUSA/Tka7vURH3YI/AAAAAAAAC3M/IjW7IJ4oDvg/s1600/2011-08-10+106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f7nJfjGmUSA/Tka7vURH3YI/AAAAAAAAC3M/IjW7IJ4oDvg/s320/2011-08-10+106.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aunt Kathy out on the tube with Marie. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_3LtRec4XA/Tka7yEJg-2I/AAAAAAAAC3U/aYn8kDqrGEE/s1600/2011-08-10+110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8_3LtRec4XA/Tka7yEJg-2I/AAAAAAAAC3U/aYn8kDqrGEE/s320/2011-08-10+110.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;. . .and then Frederick (who, apparently, didn't need his hands -- ha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttL_nRINYW4/Tka71MF5SkI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/-ahPXUvd_hg/s1600/2011-08-10+111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttL_nRINYW4/Tka71MF5SkI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/-ahPXUvd_hg/s320/2011-08-10+111.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aunt Kathy was the lone skier that day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FsoFA-luN1Y/Tka73WTZqfI/AAAAAAAAC3c/tubutYEcs6U/s1600/2011-08-10+118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FsoFA-luN1Y/Tka73WTZqfI/AAAAAAAAC3c/tubutYEcs6U/s320/2011-08-10+118.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cliff jumping. . .Fredrick splashing down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bMe-ipLA4VA/TkiJj7rWG7I/AAAAAAAAC30/8TAisK7G6-M/s1600/2011-08-10+119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bMe-ipLA4VA/TkiJj7rWG7I/AAAAAAAAC30/8TAisK7G6-M/s320/2011-08-10+119.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And there is Thomas flying through the air (remember you can click on the picture to enlarge them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night the boys got their "3 Generation" picture taken:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2k-Y02-KGHY/TkiPgsgLFkI/AAAAAAAAC34/BLkejXhwwLY/s1600/2011-08-10+123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2k-Y02-KGHY/TkiPgsgLFkI/AAAAAAAAC34/BLkejXhwwLY/s320/2011-08-10+123.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nJDCSYhcBUc/TkiP1LEvYlI/AAAAAAAAC38/KD4Ud8wR0vg/s1600/2011-08-10+120+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nJDCSYhcBUc/TkiP1LEvYlI/AAAAAAAAC38/KD4Ud8wR0vg/s320/2011-08-10+120+-+Copy.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The day before I was able to get a three generation picture with Nana, Aunt Kathy, and each of the girls:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RuW3lJEyekI/TkiRG3tJ-tI/AAAAAAAAC4A/u54E4iPkDTU/s1600/2011-08-08+050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RuW3lJEyekI/TkiRG3tJ-tI/AAAAAAAAC4A/u54E4iPkDTU/s320/2011-08-08+050.JPG" width="291" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yQAAn_sypOw/TkiXhAmW6VI/AAAAAAAAC4E/MOLSFfiJQv8/s1600/2011-08-08+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yQAAn_sypOw/TkiXhAmW6VI/AAAAAAAAC4E/MOLSFfiJQv8/s320/2011-08-08+014.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We went to Knoxville for the day.&amp;nbsp; First we tried &lt;a href="http://www.etdiscovery.org/"&gt;this place&lt;/a&gt; and were less than  impressed.&amp;nbsp; It was farther east and a total waste of time. . .just very,  very out-dated and not much there. . .this is one instance where the  web site did a *wonderful* sales job. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GYDV0Tv4Izw/TkiZv5mR8BI/AAAAAAAAC4I/hWCKro5_Ohk/s1600/2011-08-08+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GYDV0Tv4Izw/TkiZv5mR8BI/AAAAAAAAC4I/hWCKro5_Ohk/s320/2011-08-08+006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;. . .pinned up bugs and butterflies (interesting, but not for $26). . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IOXl8dfs4aQ/TkiZ6Ty8rqI/AAAAAAAAC4M/RHi3hC2llUM/s1600/2011-08-08+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IOXl8dfs4aQ/TkiZ6Ty8rqI/AAAAAAAAC4M/RHi3hC2llUM/s320/2011-08-08+008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And this hands-on weights-and-pulley demonstration.&amp;nbsp; It was just a bust.&amp;nbsp; I don't think I could take a classroom of kids there. . .oh well.&amp;nbsp; Live and learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hu5JXSYohc8/TkicPDb0ZJI/AAAAAAAAC4c/kdc2zLB-E3U/s1600/2011-08-08+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hu5JXSYohc8/TkicPDb0ZJI/AAAAAAAAC4c/kdc2zLB-E3U/s320/2011-08-08+009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So we headed off to our second choice,&lt;a href="http://www.amse.org/"&gt; American Museum of Science and Energy&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It was only our second choice because we had just been there &lt;a href="http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/07/empty-nest.html"&gt;a few weeks ago&lt;/a&gt; -- it's an *excellent* museum and I knew the Bells would really enjoy it.&amp;nbsp; The kids did too.&amp;nbsp; I discovered an exhibit I didn't see last time:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rVIhZ1lcSlw/TkidbO1G_OI/AAAAAAAAC4g/HUeobOVk3xo/s1600/2011-08-08+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rVIhZ1lcSlw/TkidbO1G_OI/AAAAAAAAC4g/HUeobOVk3xo/s320/2011-08-08+023.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Flat roof housing built in the Secret City (later established as Oak Ridge, TN) during the 1940's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-quNJ-7ySEtA/TkieUyzzqcI/AAAAAAAAC4k/N590vxGyCyw/s1600/2011-08-08+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-quNJ-7ySEtA/TkieUyzzqcI/AAAAAAAAC4k/N590vxGyCyw/s400/2011-08-08+024.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The house on-site is in its (almost) original state, having been virtually untouched structurally by the family that used it for thirty years prior to it coming to the museum.&amp;nbsp; Just 572 square feet. . .two bedrooms and one bath. . .all the furniture made on-site once the house came (they were trucked in). . .some days they were put up at a rate of one every 30 minutes!&amp;nbsp; It's interesting the quality of work that went into these little modular homes.&amp;nbsp; I love museums that you can walk through and &lt;i&gt;experience&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gKsgZsGI5EU/TkiflSmqqPI/AAAAAAAAC4s/JbSDPuFfLBQ/s1600/2011-08-08+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gKsgZsGI5EU/TkiflSmqqPI/AAAAAAAAC4s/JbSDPuFfLBQ/s320/2011-08-08+026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kitchen.&amp;nbsp; The fridge was to your right and you can see the stove sticking out in the lower left corner of the photograph.&amp;nbsp; Not much room in here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L294lWBS2D0/TkiftzqVzRI/AAAAAAAAC4w/dC4bOBlUsi8/s1600/2011-08-08+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L294lWBS2D0/TkiftzqVzRI/AAAAAAAAC4w/dC4bOBlUsi8/s320/2011-08-08+028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The front door was flush on the wall behind the table. . .this would have been the living and eating room. . .the radio was placed on the wall to the right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z8He6rdi6rI/Tkif3gq0mEI/AAAAAAAAC44/AHshfwxcnAw/s1600/2011-08-08+030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z8He6rdi6rI/Tkif3gq0mEI/AAAAAAAAC44/AHshfwxcnAw/s320/2011-08-08+030.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;One of two bedrooms -- the other room was furnished with a double bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wmUmzRtvnws/Tkif_CgCPkI/AAAAAAAAC48/2xbLcygGvrg/s1600/2011-08-08+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wmUmzRtvnws/Tkif_CgCPkI/AAAAAAAAC48/2xbLcygGvrg/s320/2011-08-08+031.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And look at the size of the closet (to the right of the desk)!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe3I_iu95vg/TkigIu946fI/AAAAAAAAC5A/2Cjrg4x_18M/s1600/2011-08-08+032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe3I_iu95vg/TkigIu946fI/AAAAAAAAC5A/2Cjrg4x_18M/s320/2011-08-08+032.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;TINY bathroom, too, with just a shower stall.&amp;nbsp; Definitely not room for more than one person in there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cm77SMAJhfU/TkigXLdG-aI/AAAAAAAAC5E/u7vjkLa5G0M/s1600/2011-08-08+034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cm77SMAJhfU/TkigXLdG-aI/AAAAAAAAC5E/u7vjkLa5G0M/s400/2011-08-08+034.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Very, very efficient.&amp;nbsp; I can imagine how hot, sticky, and miserable the summers would be in those small, wood houses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The boys hit the K'Nex area again and since I didn't want to buy the creations we took a picture to remember them by:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SDCCE9vbSMA/TkiiSXDBtyI/AAAAAAAAC5I/gARIFoZezqw/s1600/2011-08-08+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SDCCE9vbSMA/TkiiSXDBtyI/AAAAAAAAC5I/gARIFoZezqw/s320/2011-08-08+047.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Look!&amp;nbsp; I made it into this one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OSIIdSQ5Pkk/TkiihjUxCbI/AAAAAAAAC5M/qzMO_Pgc96s/s1600/2011-08-08+049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OSIIdSQ5Pkk/TkiihjUxCbI/AAAAAAAAC5M/qzMO_Pgc96s/s320/2011-08-08+049.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here's one with the Bells. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wvUZrRhbv70/Tkii6eiM5lI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/8yrmUTVm__A/s1600/2011-08-08+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wvUZrRhbv70/Tkii6eiM5lI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/8yrmUTVm__A/s320/2011-08-08+048.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Between the Knoxville trip and the day on the boat, Margaret had a chance to perform at the county fair in a talent show with her friend, Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3IUYLScxXw/TkilfoHYArI/AAAAAAAAC5g/MWLyldB_wmg/s1600/2011-08-10+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3IUYLScxXw/TkilfoHYArI/AAAAAAAAC5g/MWLyldB_wmg/s320/2011-08-10+048.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aren't they cute up there?&amp;nbsp; Grace is on the left, Margaret on the right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vAwS7s913KY/TkilvEMpUsI/AAAAAAAAC5k/F6HQOnzRTWE/s1600/2011-08-10+050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vAwS7s913KY/TkilvEMpUsI/AAAAAAAAC5k/F6HQOnzRTWE/s320/2011-08-10+050.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;These two came up with the dance all on their own.&amp;nbsp; So proud of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-52VQtSQZfgU/TkimAJu-qzI/AAAAAAAAC5o/67plQgk44Bs/s1600/2011-08-10+054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-52VQtSQZfgU/TkimAJu-qzI/AAAAAAAAC5o/67plQgk44Bs/s320/2011-08-10+054.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Margaret said she wasn't a bit nervous -- I believe her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4PuLEieOqUI/TkimRli5HKI/AAAAAAAAC5s/NrQ8TKctero/s1600/2011-08-10+056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4PuLEieOqUI/TkimRli5HKI/AAAAAAAAC5s/NrQ8TKctero/s320/2011-08-10+056.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Although they didn't place, they did a fantastic job and both moms and both dads were there to see this first duet debut on stage!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eqf3J9o53GI/Tkimh_4y9DI/AAAAAAAAC5w/r6fzTi4F8Cc/s1600/2011-08-10+061b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="274" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Eqf3J9o53GI/Tkimh_4y9DI/AAAAAAAAC5w/r6fzTi4F8Cc/s320/2011-08-10+061b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usually happens, this post has taken about three days to put up :)&amp;nbsp; After the Bells left Wednesday (the picture that started this post!), the kids got back into their schoolwork -- we'd taken a couple days off for this special visit.&amp;nbsp; Thomas had three soccer games this weekend, his team winning two of them!&amp;nbsp; I wasn't able to be at the Saturday game where he scored the only goal in one of the games they won. . .I was at an all-day scrapbooking thing.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't the most successful day I've ever had but Dad, if you're reading this, at least you now know &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;you'll &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;be getting a Christmas gift this year -- ha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up this week:&amp;nbsp; soccer Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday. . POWER gymnastics Thursday; work Tuesday; tennis, library, and some tests at the kids' school tomorrow; and Y soccer starts up Friday night for the boys. . .in addition, meetings at church Wednesday night and after services on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; Whew!&amp;nbsp; This might be "it" for another week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of shots of Thomas (in white) out on the field Friday night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ni-u2IolfFY/Tkip1ajQcGI/AAAAAAAAC54/KOqRDKOsZeU/s1600/Robert+-+soccer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="203" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ni-u2IolfFY/Tkip1ajQcGI/AAAAAAAAC54/KOqRDKOsZeU/s320/Robert+-+soccer.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAd0FL39ZHA/TkiqEeNHjjI/AAAAAAAAC58/eZFK4SInV-g/s1600/Robert+-+soccer2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAd0FL39ZHA/TkiqEeNHjjI/AAAAAAAAC58/eZFK4SInV-g/s320/Robert+-+soccer2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realized it's already Monday morning.&amp;nbsp; 'Night All!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WLOSD6YUpqQ/Tka8A1JhZpI/AAAAAAAAC3o/YX63WTFStPs/s1600/2011-08-10+126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WLOSD6YUpqQ/Tka8A1JhZpI/AAAAAAAAC3o/YX63WTFStPs/s1600/2011-08-10+126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WLOSD6YUpqQ/Tka8A1JhZpI/AAAAAAAAC3o/YX63WTFStPs/s1600/2011-08-10+126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z209/rachelanneridge/Picture2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i190.photobucket.com/albums/z209/rachelanneridge/Picture2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I actually wanted to link up&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Cscript%20src=%22http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=101085%22%20type=%22text/javascript%22%20%3E%3C/script%3E"&gt; here &lt;/a&gt;for our goings-on last weekend. . .but wanted to personally say "Happy Weekend" to The Company Girls!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are all well and I'm also hoping very much to visit all of you this weekend.&amp;nbsp; We're busy again. . .this time Nana, Grandpa, and Aunt Kathy (Tom's parents and sister) are staying with us.&amp;nbsp; The grandparents got in late yesterday afternoon and we did "Fish Friday" at &lt;a href="http://www.crackerbarrel.com/"&gt;Cracker Barrel&lt;/a&gt; (a favorite ever since we discovered it with the Bells many, many years ago) and then presents and cake with Nana and Grandpa because they both just had recent birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EN2XGrdHmvY/Tj0luOBeWQI/AAAAAAAAC1E/TozFWPbWMGE/s1600/DSCF4100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EN2XGrdHmvY/Tj0luOBeWQI/AAAAAAAAC1E/TozFWPbWMGE/s400/DSCF4100.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Grandpa Fred, Marie, Margaret, Nana, Frederick, Thomas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;After Margaret got left at Cracker Barrel (we had two cars. . .I texted Tom across the parking lot to say I had Nana and Marie. . .he texted back "ok". . .we were *almost* home and he called me wondering if we had Margaret. . .ugh!!!&amp;nbsp; I watched him turn the van around on the highway and head back while I continued on home. . .he called me when he got her. . .she had gone to the bathroom. . .no one counted heads. . .I guess he found her in a corner crying. . .all is well.)&lt;br /&gt;Well. . .anyway. . .after Margaret got home safe-and-sound, we did presents and birthday cake.&amp;nbsp; The kids hit the toy store for the gifts because, let's face it, where else do you shop for gifts for your 60+-yr-old grandparents?!?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mAt5JmIhttk/Tj0nfCOY5oI/AAAAAAAAC1I/yEzpwsGYtV4/s1600/DSCF4102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mAt5JmIhttk/Tj0nfCOY5oI/AAAAAAAAC1I/yEzpwsGYtV4/s320/DSCF4102.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The kids have been obsessed about getting Grandpa Fred this robotic-bug thing for about a year now.&amp;nbsp; I forget when it's real name is. . .anyway, I know it's something that he would have wanted at a toy store 60 years ago when he was a boy, if things like this were available then.&amp;nbsp; Of course his 7-yr-old grandson takes after him (the one named after him -- ha!) and was building ramps and all kinds of stuff with this bug. . .guess Grandpa will have to wait his turn to play with his present :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PfXGo51WGxc/Tj0qCmvw3gI/AAAAAAAAC1M/PIqFqtc01to/s1600/DSCF4111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PfXGo51WGxc/Tj0qCmvw3gI/AAAAAAAAC1M/PIqFqtc01to/s320/DSCF4111.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nana loves to play games so the kids found a game, &lt;a href="http://www.gifts.com/search/product/Bananagrams-Zip-It-Game?prodID=387070"&gt;Zip-It&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It *is* a really fun game.&amp;nbsp; Marie and I actually got to try it out at the toy store before purchasing it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MXrEkp2RfNs/Tj0qpq9mJNI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/JZjB1Hzsweg/s1600/DSCF4115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MXrEkp2RfNs/Tj0qpq9mJNI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/JZjB1Hzsweg/s320/DSCF4115.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vqPzUyYLY74/Tj0tsOOZLiI/AAAAAAAAC1c/GA7uRSNl3bs/s1600/DSCF4120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vqPzUyYLY74/Tj0tsOOZLiI/AAAAAAAAC1c/GA7uRSNl3bs/s320/DSCF4120.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cake. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7AZRgfWvEKY/Tj0tATgyAmI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/Lyxh0lgE5Bw/s1600/DSCF4124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7AZRgfWvEKY/Tj0tATgyAmI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/Lyxh0lgE5Bw/s320/DSCF4124.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, you'll notice that there's only one name on it. . .Thomas made and decorated it. . .thinking we were going to do something else for Grandpa Fred (and we are. . .but not on the same night -- ha!).&amp;nbsp; Anyway, nice to get a shot of Tom with his parents and kids too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they (the adults) were off to get Aunt Kathy at the airport.&amp;nbsp; They got in late. . .the kids and I were already in bed.&amp;nbsp; Today we have seven more family members coming over. . .Fred's brother who lives in Columbus, GA is visiting his daughter in Nashville so those families are coming here for a visit.&amp;nbsp; Aunt Kathy is now here from Salt Lake City.&amp;nbsp; I CHERISH THESE TIMES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'm linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.homesanctuary.com/rachelanne/"&gt;Company Girls&lt;/a&gt; and hope you do too :)&amp;nbsp; Also, &lt;a href="http://www.homesanctuary.com/rachelanne/2011/08/aspen-painting-progress.html"&gt;check out&lt;/a&gt; our host, Rachel Anne's, artistic talent.&amp;nbsp; I love that she's posting her progress with this artwork. . .I'm so very, very impressed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;Jenni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=101085" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6805808161088135123-3602912393592168624?l=jennisseasons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/feeds/3602912393592168624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/08/company-girls-7511.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/3602912393592168624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6805808161088135123/posts/default/3602912393592168624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennisseasons.blogspot.com/2011/08/company-girls-7511.html' title='Company Girls 7.5.11'/><author><name>jennibell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08902786008061968790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9aOBj5R1DCc/SvBU25PPVXI/AAAAAAAAABU/IBNj1ce366w/S220/Jenni2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EN2XGrdHmvY/Tj0luOBeWQI/AAAAAAAAC1E/TozFWPbWMGE/s72-c/DSCF4100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805808161088135123.post-1774430443116443443</id><published>2011-08-04T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T07:22:40.871-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family time'/><title type='text'>A weekend with Dad and the VJ's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6NmzYuUclgc/TjXnlpUc3eI/AAAAAAAACxU/l8wwd3y1ESE/s1600/2011-07-30+195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6NmzYuUclgc/TjXnlpUc3eI/AAAAAAAACxU/l8wwd3y1ESE/s320/2011-07-30+195.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look at these happy faces :)&amp;nbsp; This was after an entire day on the lake. . .little Susan there fell asleep soon after this picture was taken. . .that's my sis on the left and BVJ (a.k.a. the&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/products/catalog?hl=en&amp;amp;sugexp=bvie&amp;amp;cp=6&amp;amp;gs_id=n&amp;amp;xhr=t&amp;amp;q=qwirkle&amp;amp;qe=UXVpcmts&amp;amp;qesig=rXSCRAt2NJ_LVZxJHY0DBw&amp;amp;pkc=AFgZ2tmd39j8G3mnQXX36ZhlGsaqlUR5B-Yv8EW1S7cpIywS_dz6Exrlw2LC_GtU-W8aTKejeOWJOK7go-KjOQ0OEPTimXj6Jg&amp;amp;bav=on.2,or.r_gc.r_pw.&amp;amp;biw=1024&amp;amp;bih=598&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;tbm=shop&amp;amp;cid=16058781066256514084&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;ei=Kuk1TtfTBsrl0QHxjq2SDA&amp;amp;sqi=2&amp;amp;ved=0CHQQ8wIwAg"&gt; Quirkle&lt;/a&gt; King) on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, you heard that right.&amp;nbsp; Had a few Quirkle games going on this weekend. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wkpjo4pjN8Q/TjXqY_zdg4I/AAAAAAAACxg/0Qw6TVeMlQY/s1600/2011-07-30+205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wkpjo4pjN8Q/TjXqY_zdg4I/AAAAAAAACxg/0Qw6TVeMlQY/s400/2011-07-30+205.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BVJ and I stayed up until after midnight on Friday night playing. . .crazy!&amp;nbsp; (I love this about visiting with my sister's family. . .my brother-in-law is a night owl too.)&amp;nbsp; I was able to keep up but in the end he edged me out by a couple of points.&amp;nbsp; BUT during the game in the above picture on Saturday night, the King was de-throned by none other than my Marie (in yellow) -- yea for her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game has quickly become a favorite in our house. . .compliments of Aunt Jenniey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4t4NKoJiYXY/TjXv7x8Se4I/AAAAAAAACxo/fZIbSf-ifn0/s1600/Jenniey+and+kids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4t4NKoJiYXY/TjXv7x8Se4I/AAAAAAAACxo/fZIbSf-ifn0/s320/Jenniey+and+kids.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a picture of all the kids with Aunt Jenniey when we were in OH a couple of weeks ago.&amp;nbsp; She is "famous" for always thinking of the kids and giving generously to them.&amp;nbsp; Another of her gifts was that umbrella that Susan is holding. . .she and Frederick spent about an hour coloring it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to this weekend.&amp;nbsp; My dad was able to come with the VJ family which was really great!!&amp;nbsp; Most years my sister comes down with a girlfriend or two and a bunch of kids and we rent a pontoon boat for the day to go along with our runabout.&amp;nbsp; We changed things up this year and only did our families -- although we missed having friends, I think Tom enjoyed having some men around to "suffer" the ladies with him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jI83vzU14ds/TjX2kjQtQRI/AAAAAAAACx0/fR10REFZFaA/s1600/DHL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jI83vzU14ds/TjX2kjQtQRI/AAAAAAAACx0/fR10REFZFaA/s640/DHL.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful Dale Hollow Lake.&amp;nbsp; Oh, we are so, so lucky to live so close!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(And always, THANKS, to my mom for the camera I used to take these photos.&amp;nbsp; This was the panoramic setting.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3csccZ5teMo/TjX3IDNIcqI/AAAAAAAACx8/cprC1yLsveU/s1600/2011-07-30+136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="138" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3csccZ5teMo/TjX3IDNIcqI/AAAAAAAACx8/cprC1yLsveU/s640/2011-07-30+136.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the other side, looking back into the cove we were parked in.&amp;nbsp; (That is Marie &amp;amp; AVJ out on the tube with paddles exploring. . .)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fun, fun day. . .Thomas chose to go to a soccer tournament with his UCUSC team so he is missing in all of these pictures :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-3pTEQu5t0/TjX1--EOcZI/AAAAAAAACxs/GrPhmbVcvDE/s1600/2011-07-30+105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L-3pTEQu5t0/TjX1--EOcZI/AAAAAAAACxs/GrPhmbVcvDE/s320/2011-07-30+105.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Tom and I driving up to the pontoon. . .everyone else went out ahead of us while we dropped Thomas off for his day of soccer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lZfdnQu1IaI/TjX2fItZ4sI/AAAAAAAACxw/T5vUaUGmw_M/s1600/2011-07-30+111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lZfdnQu1IaI/TjX2fItZ4sI/AAAAAAAACxw/T5vUaUGmw_M/s320/2011-07-30+111.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Grandpa and Margaret&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NDFQyCiHs_s/TjYJlO0InBI/AAAAAAAACyA/wM_bDUQMU_g/s1600/2011-07-30+117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NDFQyCiHs_s/TjYJlO0InBI/AAAAAAAACyA/wM_bDUQMU_g/s320/2011-07-30+117.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbs
