tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-222885262024-03-13T22:04:59.229-05:00Our Journey ContinuesJuliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.comBlogger282125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-87958471206161286562011-08-07T23:05:00.004-05:002011-08-07T23:11:57.277-05:00Summertime Fun!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD9JNqVg0HTA2Jt-_HjceIg6dErmV1m_4tWLG5NS3_s9nuFaOXiSLa88xLczUbLXTgksaO_uaXC0qqkD__BzSy3DnANrXrtEY5GNve-6XNPNcjUF53XfV9zb6uDGb3oVQ8h-xTKA/s1600/DownloadImage.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD9JNqVg0HTA2Jt-_HjceIg6dErmV1m_4tWLG5NS3_s9nuFaOXiSLa88xLczUbLXTgksaO_uaXC0qqkD__BzSy3DnANrXrtEY5GNve-6XNPNcjUF53XfV9zb6uDGb3oVQ8h-xTKA/s320/DownloadImage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638332532982471842" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We recently visited Cedar Point, the amusement park and water park. The boys absolutely loved the roller coasters! Kamryn rode her very first little roller coaster too. I got her on a few of the bigger rides that she probably was not ready for . . . oops . . . she just closed her eyes and held on tight to me. I rode some of the roller coasters with the boys and don't like them so much as I thought I used to! I usually close my eyes too! Everyone enjoyed the water park. The kids especially love the wave pool. My favorite is the lazy river. It was great family time and a fun end of the summer little trip!Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-24071174809303971312011-01-30T21:23:00.006-06:002011-01-30T21:59:05.729-06:00Two Teenagers in the House!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6sg8D96yd2T4glkThNjzwXKPwTl-MBkR2ZvWl6VKH-_B-peuxxIRtDTvRXXfgwblC5spCAOFErSo2C3nMqtYBRPkqGlXHM5oGmS4MJjzEhGbJ0Ol_pp2V9gMCc1qKOf1XjSAieA/s1600/IMG_2592.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6sg8D96yd2T4glkThNjzwXKPwTl-MBkR2ZvWl6VKH-_B-peuxxIRtDTvRXXfgwblC5spCAOFErSo2C3nMqtYBRPkqGlXHM5oGmS4MJjzEhGbJ0Ol_pp2V9gMCc1qKOf1XjSAieA/s320/IMG_2592.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568191447958147010" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Yes, there are 13 candles on Brendan's birthday cake today! We celebrated his birthday by having family over yesterday. Today we went up to Dave & Busters for dinner and games. It was a fun time! <br /><br />Brendan is excited to finally be a teenager. It seems to me that he has grown up so much faster than Matthew. Probably because he's been hanging out with Matthew and they generally seem the same age. Last weekend Kamryn wanted to watch the video from our time in China. It's emotional for me on so many levels, but what hit me the hardest this time was how young the boys seemed!!! They looked like little boys with little cute voices. They are still cute but they are not boys anymore but young men. I'm so glad I have them on videotape as young boys. I captured their little voices at least. Brendan's voice has deepened and changed already. And almost overnight it seems.<br /><br />I made him the cutest card for today . . . it said, "Here's something to do on your 13th Birthday. Write yourself a letter about what you expect to be doing 10 years from now and then put it somewhere where it won't be disturbed for the next decade." open the card. "like, say, under the pile of clothes on your bedroom floor!" So appropriately funny!!! I don't know if he thought so but he did laugh because he knows it's true. <br /><br />When I am reprimanding him or asking him to do something, I often say I am doing it because I love him. Sometimes he responds back to me by saying that I care too much. Any parent knows that that is just not possible. I'm glad he knows I care. Someday he will understand.<br /><br />Brendan is the most caring kid I know and always thinks of others. He has a heart of gold. He is always thinking of others with genuine concern. He continues to say he wants to be in the Army someday . . . I don't know if I like that but it really doesn't surprise me. <br /><br />Brendan is doing great in school! He continues to get straight A's and we are really proud of him. I hope Brendan enjoys his teen years, and I hope I survive with 2 teenage boys in the house!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz_BvoZ0AD2FKIhyAODS9WTIxCahpzyd_Y7qnbczJB0f-r50kvcra3Cr3kooC82gX5U_2B_YRESCQKM1fAkRP1A-dJc1x45IagZ_srnj4Edtk5wWG3baCGDKfTpXWta-v1SbAmVA/s1600/IMG_2593.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz_BvoZ0AD2FKIhyAODS9WTIxCahpzyd_Y7qnbczJB0f-r50kvcra3Cr3kooC82gX5U_2B_YRESCQKM1fAkRP1A-dJc1x45IagZ_srnj4Edtk5wWG3baCGDKfTpXWta-v1SbAmVA/s320/IMG_2593.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568191157857369122" /></a>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-45378269956499107142011-01-04T13:09:00.003-06:002011-01-04T13:24:54.449-06:00Is Anyone Here?I know I've been MIA for oh a whole year! 2010 just came and went! Here's a quick recap:<br /><br />Brendan turned 12 - and is about to turn 13!<br />Matthew graduated from Jr. High and started High School and drivers ed!<br />Kamryn started kindergarten. We had a 5 year travel reunion with our China travel mates at our house over the summer. What a fun time! We've been home 5 years as a forever family already! <br />Kevin's company got bought out and luckily he was retained by the new company. Lots of corporate changes however but we are thankful his job his doing well.<br />Me, I started working part-time for a Premier Jewelry Director and a couple of months after that decided to become a part of Premier as well as a Jeweler. I was able to travel to Texas and got to tour the company headquarters and manufacturing plant and have dinner at the owner's home too. It really is a wonderful company with wonderful values and great jewelry too! <br /><br />So now I am wearing lots of hats; wife, mom, daughter, sister, decorator, jeweler, assistant, friend. <br /><br />I have lots of goals for the year 2011 and one of them is to get a grip on my to do list and I'm starting with the blog. Anyone still out here? I have to admit that I got caught up with the one liner facebook thing. But mainly just lurk on FB and only post once in a while. This really is a better way to journal.<br /><br />Oh and there's Max. He's doing great too! We survived the puppy stage and are now enjoying him fully. He's a dog with a lot of personality and spunk and we get a kick out of the funny things he does. Yes, he's out of the crate at night now too so our already family bed of Kevin, Kamryn and I turned into an even bigger family bed of Kevin, Kamryn, Max and me:) Lots of warmth on these cold winter nights!Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-5670400775336045192009-12-19T12:36:00.013-06:002009-12-19T12:56:36.988-06:00Max is worse than a toddler!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-JvDkQjkamENysuBxyb7xCUwQXKjXrTtsLzMbMApBxoCrolmH9oW8V7IEVbzPumLAKnzU-_0Y4r2QjKySnmSFn2nyZLRoIkRYK4PS5s2fjIkC8gRQUxZ_YXLIKWLfNOfONbAweA/s1600-h/IMG_0578.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-JvDkQjkamENysuBxyb7xCUwQXKjXrTtsLzMbMApBxoCrolmH9oW8V7IEVbzPumLAKnzU-_0Y4r2QjKySnmSFn2nyZLRoIkRYK4PS5s2fjIkC8gRQUxZ_YXLIKWLfNOfONbAweA/s320/IMG_0578.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417020810495196354" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Max came home and quickly found some great spots to lie down. Kamryn's chair being one of them! She is not too fond of sharing it with him. In fact, we've had to deal with some jealousy issues between her and the dog. She's always said she wants a sister, but I don't think she could handle not being the only princess in the house!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnUgJUhe1dYS49Tnjx5_W3vRgPWTLDgwJiHXKfTV_8L4xjNNfSC8aYyHcLdp8AgSuIEtV7hNv33wnbnNdY-8fmQCVYJs2UPxReqyz4pbuVQumbHyN79Vu-r1pt93aOunf40-j5lQ/s1600-h/IMG_0655.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnUgJUhe1dYS49Tnjx5_W3vRgPWTLDgwJiHXKfTV_8L4xjNNfSC8aYyHcLdp8AgSuIEtV7hNv33wnbnNdY-8fmQCVYJs2UPxReqyz4pbuVQumbHyN79Vu-r1pt93aOunf40-j5lQ/s320/IMG_0655.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417018158364322354" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Max is saying, "What? I'm not doing anything."<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv4u3epyyNcKTlKJzOod8LjndzM7x7SksmyElcYvex7U6w1WJZHhMYhKCS2POOayebe1JJndhiGY4WNjJ6QbXWQietddMedthWGwTl02-U49zTUFcx6M_090npJvEB5Yvx783Ebg/s1600-h/IMG_0656.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv4u3epyyNcKTlKJzOod8LjndzM7x7SksmyElcYvex7U6w1WJZHhMYhKCS2POOayebe1JJndhiGY4WNjJ6QbXWQietddMedthWGwTl02-U49zTUFcx6M_090npJvEB5Yvx783Ebg/s320/IMG_0656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417018248760712434" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Then he's saying, "How can I grab those sandals? I hope no one is looking."<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdcsrXW1g9O4LGLPu1Yd-PMz2ACmNkbqyjMiIqZGz9IkJ88ES9tC9QkrqdUG5pv5c_rNuVSHVxlw7mPC86FRjhfSlnTjTCV7bHW4lodbtQc7o_moPG5L6GAN8uJlvPuSItYe81vQ/s1600-h/november+049.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdcsrXW1g9O4LGLPu1Yd-PMz2ACmNkbqyjMiIqZGz9IkJ88ES9tC9QkrqdUG5pv5c_rNuVSHVxlw7mPC86FRjhfSlnTjTCV7bHW4lodbtQc7o_moPG5L6GAN8uJlvPuSItYe81vQ/s320/november+049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417020194114515586" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Max steals socks, toilet paper rolls from the garbage can, and Kamryn's clean pull up. We gate him downstairs so he has free reign of the family room and kitchen but occasionally he gets past us and sprints upstairs. One morning while Kamryn was getting dressed, he took her pull up. Thank goodness it was clean as she really doesn't need to use those anymore.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_1642WRUnsedhMQ4CfhRaMyH4GInJX_Q-nlfVMrJ_dZ6G2TKzAYfBGiKYJsuqAz2Qxs4xBBRpx58gda9IoU5Lotiei9hDohvPxKS3YY_Rm3jGZxlDrrlmPF90vIAVGVlOK9NR5A/s1600-h/IMG_0649.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_1642WRUnsedhMQ4CfhRaMyH4GInJX_Q-nlfVMrJ_dZ6G2TKzAYfBGiKYJsuqAz2Qxs4xBBRpx58gda9IoU5Lotiei9hDohvPxKS3YY_Rm3jGZxlDrrlmPF90vIAVGVlOK9NR5A/s320/IMG_0649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417020398598753554" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Max is a good playmate for Kamryn.Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-14405315649180002182009-12-19T09:52:00.016-06:002009-12-19T10:28:31.325-06:00Meet Max<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_NBiMkC-pz-xE-ZC5Rtjfw5ZA8C35q9MdxAGqNx_NmXK2Cmmu_8r2CX-oyXIzJACXhEbVvOsyy_c3z_9QvW00udYBBl5u8zjaJcBhgklo-mWxwh69TAq92YE5LhVvGGFthO0a3A/s1600-h/IMG_0520.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_NBiMkC-pz-xE-ZC5Rtjfw5ZA8C35q9MdxAGqNx_NmXK2Cmmu_8r2CX-oyXIzJACXhEbVvOsyy_c3z_9QvW00udYBBl5u8zjaJcBhgklo-mWxwh69TAq92YE5LhVvGGFthO0a3A/s320/IMG_0520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416979938315142834" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Max is our new puppy. We brought him home in August when he was 8 weeks old. He's not this tiny anymore! He's probably a big part of the reason why I've been so tired too! No more sleeping in on the weekends when he is used to getting up at 6:30am when the boys are getting ready for school during the week. <br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5YKs_X9qKZm9L_LfBNbdssTpvIi5Qz3cfJ0erDINkvEJbQxRaDqm-8OjHesoOqGVeFb3YR5m1dHy1wddkx9Td2kJNII7latFBu95rGuBm1owfeLnl8BAJ-DhVvOwJhlcAFUl4Hw/s1600-h/IMG_0524.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5YKs_X9qKZm9L_LfBNbdssTpvIi5Qz3cfJ0erDINkvEJbQxRaDqm-8OjHesoOqGVeFb3YR5m1dHy1wddkx9Td2kJNII7latFBu95rGuBm1owfeLnl8BAJ-DhVvOwJhlcAFUl4Hw/s320/IMG_0524.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416981089682553522" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilwfCokb1zkXzNRt4Am0e0sFqJRjRVPSwVkHQQR8Tb5sY5YM-y9Aq4KaVm59sSFO1V1VTwvGbHo6q-WwMclG4-Frysdku-0CrYLpHOyRZiJ7itFwCk_bhIzceOeVZKkyjaezOibw/s1600-h/IMG_0521.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilwfCokb1zkXzNRt4Am0e0sFqJRjRVPSwVkHQQR8Tb5sY5YM-y9Aq4KaVm59sSFO1V1VTwvGbHo6q-WwMclG4-Frysdku-0CrYLpHOyRZiJ7itFwCk_bhIzceOeVZKkyjaezOibw/s320/IMG_0521.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416983497420829810" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The boys have always asked for a dog. We've always said no because they have proven to be allergic to them. But they keep asking and then I started doing some homework about more hypoallergenic breeds. My friend Beth some time ago mentioned that her neighbor sometimes breeds her Bichons. They are in the "hypoallergenic" category. Back in the spring of this year, Kevin & I actually checked out a different older Bichon puppy that another friend told me about, but we walked away, and I walked away knowing that I wasn't ready for it. Then Beth called me this summer and told me about these adorable little pups next door to her. I had to go take a look. One look and it was love at first sight. I couldn't walk away this time and the boys were thrilled!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg52JlDjjhNX6OFnJgM3GjXfvweA1p7wr_jU4NC1A_7dLF1y1f3N2afWbDr_gilHxUqzvoiJR1AgjuczNgbgRNREXdjhuhB30MfaRibifQdd87BTfVwH9mo_IxDykgMCuRHTXf9Pw/s1600-h/IMG_0455.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg52JlDjjhNX6OFnJgM3GjXfvweA1p7wr_jU4NC1A_7dLF1y1f3N2afWbDr_gilHxUqzvoiJR1AgjuczNgbgRNREXdjhuhB30MfaRibifQdd87BTfVwH9mo_IxDykgMCuRHTXf9Pw/s320/IMG_0455.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416981475543054082" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <br /><br />We were fortunate that Anita was gracious enough to let us "visit" the pups a few times before we were able to bring Max home. Grandpa Ahearn & Grandma Dianne from Florida even got to meet Max before he came home. Look at how the pups all slept together! They are on Max's blue towel. Anita sent home a care package with Max and that same blue towel was part of it. He still loves it! Max was the blue ribbon dog.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE3feekbhBjYusAW_4PoEna0NeuZ2Z6MQ2RkcYmTkPrHAIVM3GVJvSbHFXU3LxzDYrGwuujNafiNTO8mrZOFSWh8Nzpws4mrMuky5srIDTbBuqpNXxR6EresOPAUVTM9k_Qa174Q/s1600-h/IMG_0635.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE3feekbhBjYusAW_4PoEna0NeuZ2Z6MQ2RkcYmTkPrHAIVM3GVJvSbHFXU3LxzDYrGwuujNafiNTO8mrZOFSWh8Nzpws4mrMuky5srIDTbBuqpNXxR6EresOPAUVTM9k_Qa174Q/s320/IMG_0635.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416983817534459522" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Aren't I cute?Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-78890504415174588762009-12-13T18:19:00.006-06:002009-12-13T19:53:50.924-06:00Blog hiatus<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVupiiZXpu_ZTvlNKKMaqa4PmlGFzmsFsX4Rkfns2QfVOUMEnb0UWz-uMmuEZLd8OxoXiatU8QoJjWn8W-rbNXlhqlelFgjzx1e19EoskuGpYuQR88NFkQQUHa9UbWw5P6l5O04A/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVupiiZXpu_ZTvlNKKMaqa4PmlGFzmsFsX4Rkfns2QfVOUMEnb0UWz-uMmuEZLd8OxoXiatU8QoJjWn8W-rbNXlhqlelFgjzx1e19EoskuGpYuQR88NFkQQUHa9UbWw5P6l5O04A/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414903839048463890" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Yes, there's been a huge pause in my blog. I can't believe there's been a 6 month hiatus from blogging. It's not because I've had nothing to say or because we've been home doing nothing but twiddling our thumbs. I actually dream of white space on my calendar. No, it's probably not entirely due to the fact that I'm on FaceBo*k now. Although that is fun and quicker to write a one line update. It's probably more or less just due to the fact that I just plain haven't been feeling like it. I have been very fatigued lately and not just the normal tired. So after finally seeing a doctor and several tests, I am on thyroid meds now and getting B12 injections. Hopefully I will feel back to normal soon and my blog will resume because in all truth, I do love having this blog to vent, share, and to use it as a personal journal.<br /><br />But 6 months is a long time . . . so instead of filling in the gap and trying to catch up (which seems very overwhelming), I will instead focus on the now.<br /><br /><br /> Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-62053012386325388022009-07-21T13:28:00.010-05:002009-07-21T14:17:08.809-05:00Boys Adventure DayThe boys are more into roller coasters now so we spent a day at Universal'$ I$land$ of Adventure. We all really enjoyed that park! There is a Dr. Suess section for the little ones and big roller coasters like the Hulk for the bigger ones. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjliwvpRPHNRo-VkvN7LxTUZCRx1ehHD_PZFY_FXqVH7RDjrCWCx8uAFGEFJzAmz0CL1siD8bp3T3iYN_iqGscBZ78fWy9V5uUDvbPu1xORX9qbi9n-mlzolFx1IU6w9ziqcZOFPA/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+278.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjliwvpRPHNRo-VkvN7LxTUZCRx1ehHD_PZFY_FXqVH7RDjrCWCx8uAFGEFJzAmz0CL1siD8bp3T3iYN_iqGscBZ78fWy9V5uUDvbPu1xORX9qbi9n-mlzolFx1IU6w9ziqcZOFPA/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+278.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360990851618907330" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kamryn and I spent most of the day together and Kevin went on the faster rides with the boys. I did one roller coaster and that was enough for me. We took advantage of the parent/child swap feature for the water ride; we all stood in line and then Kevin & the boys went on while Kamryn and I waited on a nearby bench. When the boys got off the ride, Kevin & I swapped places so the boys and I were able to get right back into the line at the end of the line:) The boys got a kick out of it because that way they could ride the rides twice in a row without the wait. Figures, the boys came off the ride looking dry but I ended up getting drenched!<br /><br />Kamryn also loves Spiderman. Probably because she has seen the Spiderman movies with her brothers. So she loved seeing him IRL. I absolutely LOVED the 3-D Spiderman ride. So very cool. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV6NGmIytA0RbEJ79B878GarhlnAEiE3bZuH8QBJodU4RytjnlEpBNTT9_FYp7okHKO4pIfBrIzSH6J83Oq1iu_P_vAviCHJrP4YVA4uEfKZlPO1hZ5Cg7H1x5-kPD4MqxJYH_cg/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+286.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV6NGmIytA0RbEJ79B878GarhlnAEiE3bZuH8QBJodU4RytjnlEpBNTT9_FYp7okHKO4pIfBrIzSH6J83Oq1iu_P_vAviCHJrP4YVA4uEfKZlPO1hZ5Cg7H1x5-kPD4MqxJYH_cg/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+286.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360991045893685762" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrUtO8_Vkg1ZrVbpHvKLvEKsHS_vKiQOnPuDN_HOxD97300s4N3SwXZxoeNHTRpiqS6UZFhCR03_i_xKquEnyj9pSO3W90_zQ91PD3kvoiapx5gEqHuZqtUj7MvdHo-nRSWTByWw/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+283.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrUtO8_Vkg1ZrVbpHvKLvEKsHS_vKiQOnPuDN_HOxD97300s4N3SwXZxoeNHTRpiqS6UZFhCR03_i_xKquEnyj9pSO3W90_zQ91PD3kvoiapx5gEqHuZqtUj7MvdHo-nRSWTByWw/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+283.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360990952928912146" /></a>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-23514431808974207892009-07-21T13:19:00.007-05:002009-07-21T13:26:36.430-05:00There's always been something about teacups<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjWbS6F7YFMUQpLpWonkwBp5vJ2ST6PkAI-ZXwm-V-LR1BtXEdutTHSvpAC7WkxcHCs73eR72-mLTVBkxkQtwhU7MRInqsiQC2fgY8lwWIvdPeQC5GukehvBwThz_YWxfV90F22g/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+221.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjWbS6F7YFMUQpLpWonkwBp5vJ2ST6PkAI-ZXwm-V-LR1BtXEdutTHSvpAC7WkxcHCs73eR72-mLTVBkxkQtwhU7MRInqsiQC2fgY8lwWIvdPeQC5GukehvBwThz_YWxfV90F22g/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+221.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360981344019352050" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOqUd0iy6GnG0vP9EOhVuqKYjj23cghyYzN8mD8EL345XtKlZLsePF-sUh4lOlGgdTukoBQGh0dBjIoRfTFCxcSQX2kaMM9B5CLrTlY00pFF3gvyLtZ0UXxTpZPcCTqfVATwUhng/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+223.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOqUd0iy6GnG0vP9EOhVuqKYjj23cghyYzN8mD8EL345XtKlZLsePF-sUh4lOlGgdTukoBQGh0dBjIoRfTFCxcSQX2kaMM9B5CLrTlY00pFF3gvyLtZ0UXxTpZPcCTqfVATwUhng/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+223.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360981177118597778" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil9neINj2mc1ds7IM_8ueSJqEarxx_W9pPuT2zrSqP21PUbueDsAkT0AzqfjIu7anV7IAEmk2vBGgV6WKbACN4xNhq5PRANl40o6J9WvxwKo8H5qGuQEFYodEvS-qr5NHh-u3-jw/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+224.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil9neINj2mc1ds7IM_8ueSJqEarxx_W9pPuT2zrSqP21PUbueDsAkT0AzqfjIu7anV7IAEmk2vBGgV6WKbACN4xNhq5PRANl40o6J9WvxwKo8H5qGuQEFYodEvS-qr5NHh-u3-jw/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+224.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360981079745277122" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4SeK0CIXVNnH5ZcquocPPklfsvzCqRc8O7kOuGBaMjXFE3gCPXCeZ2uti5sCMB5wWHqyS_wdeJ1_pUZ4fwXjNakvZeQ9E2yOc_bex5pAMA5Ttd2qmmhDc1BQDvGSQ5FqIWjcyKw/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+225.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4SeK0CIXVNnH5ZcquocPPklfsvzCqRc8O7kOuGBaMjXFE3gCPXCeZ2uti5sCMB5wWHqyS_wdeJ1_pUZ4fwXjNakvZeQ9E2yOc_bex5pAMA5Ttd2qmmhDc1BQDvGSQ5FqIWjcyKw/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+225.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360980977519250450" /></a>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-70165470409592382672009-07-21T13:03:00.017-05:002009-07-21T13:18:22.614-05:00Disney Day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuRNfcjOh9g_3tBzk3CE0JVGD4CYXjgy-no2OCLZs-ajvIx3dLlAXBqFI6J_OTj7lmwtg4w-wOCi2hv5Obm1KZoGKYw5Zf2cI_72S7lXQ8xCFD5J1klqCLTnur2LIJgB8XxzEp7g/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+173.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuRNfcjOh9g_3tBzk3CE0JVGD4CYXjgy-no2OCLZs-ajvIx3dLlAXBqFI6J_OTj7lmwtg4w-wOCi2hv5Obm1KZoGKYw5Zf2cI_72S7lXQ8xCFD5J1klqCLTnur2LIJgB8XxzEp7g/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+173.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360976418637485906" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kamryn and mommy had breakfast at the Castle after the salon appointment. K loved having the Princesses come up to our table so she could have her picture taken with all them. Unfortunately for K though, her favorite princess wasn't at the breakfast. She stayed very loyal to Ariel and wore her mermaid dress. The minute we were done with breakfast, we headed to the Grotto to see Ariel.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNnTIpDjh83v9t6tA_sAaXOyY7Z37bs930Cx4Dmaag9gPGWnz348f6IH0WTSMBEOBJGVoGaUbswU62n_xNG2QBomDYc4YAOcUWv-GQ7u5yyQZgBtLswwp8EpkcjWsRDlCxPbk0Bw/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+186.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNnTIpDjh83v9t6tA_sAaXOyY7Z37bs930Cx4Dmaag9gPGWnz348f6IH0WTSMBEOBJGVoGaUbswU62n_xNG2QBomDYc4YAOcUWv-GQ7u5yyQZgBtLswwp8EpkcjWsRDlCxPbk0Bw/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+186.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360976210230201122" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kamryn loved the rides! The faster the better. Good thing her brothers were good sports about riding them with her!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnVNgoeKSSVK16aBQNnrjDCPP4dpyWiCM0cbVHsu_uGYjTEPAYtXSwzy5InXYa8ajXxMR4ZwPFSbDDbG17avyfKscJnTY1xKdjekOuTOTzWMb4sf9zPLkRrY8oSyWrsl-kcSm23g/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+214.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnVNgoeKSSVK16aBQNnrjDCPP4dpyWiCM0cbVHsu_uGYjTEPAYtXSwzy5InXYa8ajXxMR4ZwPFSbDDbG17avyfKscJnTY1xKdjekOuTOTzWMb4sf9zPLkRrY8oSyWrsl-kcSm23g/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+214.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360976693887321394" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My princess in her rain poncho.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6_Rn9t9JyyD0P8WL1W-WoX-wB7G1kMtGXvcCBdjhJb-bX_KnpAUZFzZ5o3wYn4TeQKArtsKGh-IWDC7vR-4SMNHQgt1ycH937JkCmhHrcPftLvqPNBffr5NIAFcBHP-taEAQ1Ig/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+226.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6_Rn9t9JyyD0P8WL1W-WoX-wB7G1kMtGXvcCBdjhJb-bX_KnpAUZFzZ5o3wYn4TeQKArtsKGh-IWDC7vR-4SMNHQgt1ycH937JkCmhHrcPftLvqPNBffr5NIAFcBHP-taEAQ1Ig/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+226.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360976824425370562" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />She was in awe at the wonderful shows!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7ayRtOl_OxfFrpJWdHYKZVqHLRpEG_kCah5uiFOHP4jfO5JySlYrcd4pymHdhf3W6EcoUwz6P8WUV8E4jjD13CUVWlorD_FWMvrNLrdV6Adflav1ekSTmq3jGXuqdsfvyalG4Yg/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+211.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7ayRtOl_OxfFrpJWdHYKZVqHLRpEG_kCah5uiFOHP4jfO5JySlYrcd4pymHdhf3W6EcoUwz6P8WUV8E4jjD13CUVWlorD_FWMvrNLrdV6Adflav1ekSTmq3jGXuqdsfvyalG4Yg/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+211.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360976602839821714" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />and the parades and fireworks at night!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqdQUcnrmG8s6zxNg1UeOCsUSFsp2lqnE1GQvc04IGD2tI8utjPKSbGdy3elKsvaPugBKWP_e93IAdjyzV_9TKAtoGd463lcf-_oTGuWpyQvzhzL_VPt_0ZGQ1ObQGujj5pksN1A/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+201.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqdQUcnrmG8s6zxNg1UeOCsUSFsp2lqnE1GQvc04IGD2tI8utjPKSbGdy3elKsvaPugBKWP_e93IAdjyzV_9TKAtoGd463lcf-_oTGuWpyQvzhzL_VPt_0ZGQ1ObQGujj5pksN1A/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+201.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360976923249883218" /></a>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-15080036391671654702009-07-19T00:41:00.000-05:002009-07-20T00:57:51.924-05:00A Princess for the DayKamryn had a fairy tale like morning . . . even though it was raining . . . again.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnIu67or9Ctqpu_A33MSZxEp7nJGB47q4j-X1r6ri3qfvjeYPQ74cRC8rK2jSTDgEekQlkCBjK3J_QEmcim3v_A-ggBRoJEIAdmUgybYuhjAYlmavYBFW921hyphenhyphenrBwvTfDCZSsy8A/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+151.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnIu67or9Ctqpu_A33MSZxEp7nJGB47q4j-X1r6ri3qfvjeYPQ74cRC8rK2jSTDgEekQlkCBjK3J_QEmcim3v_A-ggBRoJEIAdmUgybYuhjAYlmavYBFW921hyphenhyphenrBwvTfDCZSsy8A/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358714589268986050" border="0"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kevin dropped us off at 8am, and we made our way to the Castle for an 8:30 appointment at the Bibbidi Bobbidi Boutique. We walked in and they presented Princess Kamryn with her royal invitation to the salon. Her Fairy Godmother-in-Training met us and asked Princess Kamryn which hairstyle was the one of her dreams for the day. Kamryn chose the Fairy-tale Princess look since she a true princess at heart.<br /><br />This is Kamryn before all the magic took place:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgwXq0r-5zaF5aaJXI1gYL5MlVb-wz88p8j0062tqHhoob_YzHFsTLlG8NxmVo0GqoBMaeyoyQd0VfanqogIa5BfkhqDA_ppLZW7Tc5sxb2gsof9mDAoJ4BfIKeyXsWFKK8LdPqQ/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+153.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgwXq0r-5zaF5aaJXI1gYL5MlVb-wz88p8j0062tqHhoob_YzHFsTLlG8NxmVo0GqoBMaeyoyQd0VfanqogIa5BfkhqDA_ppLZW7Tc5sxb2gsof9mDAoJ4BfIKeyXsWFKK8LdPqQ/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360407341236676706" border="0"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Here she is getting dolled up. Her Godmother-in-Training asked her if she wanted bangs or no bangs. Well I would have said bangs, but before I knew it, Kamryn answered no bangs and I didn't have the heart to change her wish since this was her day. I am not used to seeing my princess without bangs! It makes her look so much older:(<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgr71T1BxYFkSuG3Xus21zcyypPuqlXMiIfjjJLhMehifbRYVLd9Cr9JSwfoE-xfFrnxcObeh3QSt50HxEeizk7USHqeBNsZvlciNdUAO_9SHGPuAGLihYSpIT7xeaHrxcuSmZYQ/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+161.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgr71T1BxYFkSuG3Xus21zcyypPuqlXMiIfjjJLhMehifbRYVLd9Cr9JSwfoE-xfFrnxcObeh3QSt50HxEeizk7USHqeBNsZvlciNdUAO_9SHGPuAGLihYSpIT7xeaHrxcuSmZYQ/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360407747185546994" border="0"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Another girl came by to do her makeup.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9WlARS-xlCAWEBbbi-HZu_30j5BgIaOTEBJHvNk-SREiq33XwLCuu95ELarNPbRkWf0DPORl5DZXlH1KMULwbljbgFVZwhR8l2EWZNXWKV840VQ4rM4DP3EmEeLlSLhmA3YtY3g/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+163.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9WlARS-xlCAWEBbbi-HZu_30j5BgIaOTEBJHvNk-SREiq33XwLCuu95ELarNPbRkWf0DPORl5DZXlH1KMULwbljbgFVZwhR8l2EWZNXWKV840VQ4rM4DP3EmEeLlSLhmA3YtY3g/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360410975200041554" border="0"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kamryn got to choose the rhinestone tiara for her hair and a Mickey-shaped hairpin was put on the back of her hair. Here are the finishing touches of the transformation. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiksTm2H1mCI23c-xpRQks2kP-Wn-BZiDm3r3JlcqBHqaZmNkqieMrXN4D6Vp6blacFrjl17GAmYRwuwp9QCHtbfUF3X-by-s3OZ-cJeVMoAl8BWetZJpzdpyhpFfn6JMJMRJwJIQ/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+164.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiksTm2H1mCI23c-xpRQks2kP-Wn-BZiDm3r3JlcqBHqaZmNkqieMrXN4D6Vp6blacFrjl17GAmYRwuwp9QCHtbfUF3X-by-s3OZ-cJeVMoAl8BWetZJpzdpyhpFfn6JMJMRJwJIQ/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360408835722194642" border="0"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The magic begins when a pinch of fairy dust is sprinkled in your hair!<br /><br /><object id="BLOG_video-FAILED" class="BLOG_video_class" contentid="FAILED" width="320" height="266"></object><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dymAZDykXDY2sKnTFxr6lJRo6dn7cBPJaakLeDe7TzRpMcjDX0wjUcgbKgvsNecKcsldR4B-afF1us' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br />Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo, May all your dreams come true!<br /><br />All done!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAnAQ7I2AvlPrL-Uwpbb2jTMiBcJftIrxbswpTmj-VDd1xTX1RBU61lSjZ2yOp4f1h2NaEapv_z135a4oixkvLeqPRfqXOjf0GZ_amq0Y1xWYTV4n9i36DPD90gjapkGcX_poKOA/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+167.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAnAQ7I2AvlPrL-Uwpbb2jTMiBcJftIrxbswpTmj-VDd1xTX1RBU61lSjZ2yOp4f1h2NaEapv_z135a4oixkvLeqPRfqXOjf0GZ_amq0Y1xWYTV4n9i36DPD90gjapkGcX_poKOA/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360409041787602130" border="0"></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVP3wFzylLlT0q8aH3x-JTxqmZR_fxw2xO-JwTJ1jJr4DApPDa_OmvKsY-LAvqaCvTIIwKgdSr2bpnPzePCs5Z1IiLiQtsE25vJsdrFDe_REoeHx4Lbx7_C0oSU2jVbeETWcWJ_A/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+168.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVP3wFzylLlT0q8aH3x-JTxqmZR_fxw2xO-JwTJ1jJr4DApPDa_OmvKsY-LAvqaCvTIIwKgdSr2bpnPzePCs5Z1IiLiQtsE25vJsdrFDe_REoeHx4Lbx7_C0oSU2jVbeETWcWJ_A/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+168.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360415021578389026" /></a>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-24672958822841568092009-07-15T10:22:00.008-05:002009-07-15T10:47:41.629-05:00Magic Kingdom<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp3WI1ntAwvYkRY3n-S6-gagIxvzIhNMMYTiUq35a5rEOPDMwbNNJD7LESfsx7B2o3eiiY3vSQz1xlfY6rgOD9IjaJ6TaS9ZzdRhJnx0Xuf1Qf3AKDJHIpiuzneYXl4V1DiPK4sg/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+227.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp3WI1ntAwvYkRY3n-S6-gagIxvzIhNMMYTiUq35a5rEOPDMwbNNJD7LESfsx7B2o3eiiY3vSQz1xlfY6rgOD9IjaJ6TaS9ZzdRhJnx0Xuf1Qf3AKDJHIpiuzneYXl4V1DiPK4sg/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+227.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358713165670450946" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We took Kamryn to the Magic Kingdom when we first went down to visit Grandpa & Grandma three years ago. But she was only almost 2 then (thanks to my blog, I know it was Nov. 2006 from my posting - this blog thing is a great journal when the memory fails! So fun to go back and see how little the kids looked then!) <br /><br />She was in awe then of the rides like It's a Small World. <br /><br />She was in awe this time of all of the princesses and the faster rides! <br /><br />We were all in awe at how quickly at night the Castle changed colors! I snapped this shot of it in pink and the next shot I got it was orange!Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-79781155299771073952009-07-14T23:57:00.033-05:002009-07-15T00:56:25.168-05:00Cocoa Beach . . . in the rainWe had planned on going to Cocoa Beach one day, which is about a 45 minute drive from Kathleen & Peter's. The skies were cloudy and it was raining in Orlando, but the weather is so weird in Florida in that it can be raining in one town and sunny in the next. So we still followed Kathleen, Peter & Greta to the beach in hopes that it would be clear over there. No such luck that day.<br /><br />So what do you do when you want to wait out the rain? EAT! We went to a little restaurant (with covered seating) right on the beach. Kamryn stole a few of Peter's steamed clams and actually liked them! She doesn't get those when she's with me.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzb3skRgiAP-A4ivJcDNbr2IB6TCCPbz7nfnsyhqNriFaDHhAuAVX-q1VAjpPVztnc62DNhMJSWbp1J2TPfpYT_H3Ur-lBkKjoNSCpwdgpbuqtmUTeTXsywHGJ98elM4-kqlBRxQ/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+136.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzb3skRgiAP-A4ivJcDNbr2IB6TCCPbz7nfnsyhqNriFaDHhAuAVX-q1VAjpPVztnc62DNhMJSWbp1J2TPfpYT_H3Ur-lBkKjoNSCpwdgpbuqtmUTeTXsywHGJ98elM4-kqlBRxQ/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+136.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358551369099278146" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After lunch we got a bit lucky because the rain actually stopped. The kids were able to run into the waves and Kamryn was thrilled to find a bunch of pretty seashells.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ5VXv4Aj17PZJvfBE_9jIgKo06D2-2D6YDseGcTUWcCdnodjgNBh4wQGrLU2e3jQl-Mj7NVeXWWnYa-dYjeWqcAc5MAOVf5ayqE9bVCvKFwHFEGYvrUU2UE89OgSiXKvTihl3pQ/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+141.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ5VXv4Aj17PZJvfBE_9jIgKo06D2-2D6YDseGcTUWcCdnodjgNBh4wQGrLU2e3jQl-Mj7NVeXWWnYa-dYjeWqcAc5MAOVf5ayqE9bVCvKFwHFEGYvrUU2UE89OgSiXKvTihl3pQ/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+141.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358551544143329602" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioj2SimUlMK0bA4hlP2TWMGgEMqh4rz17GxDMNO-24ASPPR_BEirglGEvPZ5tx_zAZ67yEbsjyY6_9xYYuazO5PSMb6vnN_KP3k8QjTW7oXWo1h9Qp2JXunRVvD2ABSSSe9kxVAQ/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+140.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioj2SimUlMK0bA4hlP2TWMGgEMqh4rz17GxDMNO-24ASPPR_BEirglGEvPZ5tx_zAZ67yEbsjyY6_9xYYuazO5PSMb6vnN_KP3k8QjTW7oXWo1h9Qp2JXunRVvD2ABSSSe9kxVAQ/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358551452639699090" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It was Kamryn's first time being at the beach and she would have loved an entire afternoon there! It was actually Greta's second time being on the beach, that little adventurer that she is! Well, her parents are the adventurous and brave ones. Despite the weather, a fun day of togetherness was had by us all!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu_l0YTZASOLDe6WDhwO-Wi50lgSgZhEMjwMO2r7GDx7-P6CyzHwWY5A_gqbQPiOcURIWgOH1n17nz8ND1Cck3q7hUiK6Qrqo39eIQOvPwCa1VdV8eHdYZ_dtM6__ds6nd1fvwpw/s1600-h/family+beach.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu_l0YTZASOLDe6WDhwO-Wi50lgSgZhEMjwMO2r7GDx7-P6CyzHwWY5A_gqbQPiOcURIWgOH1n17nz8ND1Cck3q7hUiK6Qrqo39eIQOvPwCa1VdV8eHdYZ_dtM6__ds6nd1fvwpw/s320/family+beach.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358555772097258898" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhqfU5tzzdPf2v0MnrweiyUS1Me5B8tMrMDhXeUCIlYiHiE9nr_4nPDD54oUquiNBwXDIShkHKS-7IfWUzjzfJbi-BN7frwkxw4NyM5WhFhMbfIdeiI2dzoCF3Ho5WCXR9fYu1EQ/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+143-1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhqfU5tzzdPf2v0MnrweiyUS1Me5B8tMrMDhXeUCIlYiHiE9nr_4nPDD54oUquiNBwXDIShkHKS-7IfWUzjzfJbi-BN7frwkxw4NyM5WhFhMbfIdeiI2dzoCF3Ho5WCXR9fYu1EQ/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+143-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358552476114108738" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNSzscyV2eauIDHPRAJg1X_VDdK2pqyP8Z1hcjTAA45-0NgmlReOZc2znaGVWDuY7jOKWBc4lxWXphRuszzLz6HiqQOcZUGAGfnbWPHz3IbSO4QbA48g_FxNSRQURHPXZVoaLJkQ/s1600-h/beach+for+blog.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNSzscyV2eauIDHPRAJg1X_VDdK2pqyP8Z1hcjTAA45-0NgmlReOZc2znaGVWDuY7jOKWBc4lxWXphRuszzLz6HiqQOcZUGAGfnbWPHz3IbSO4QbA48g_FxNSRQURHPXZVoaLJkQ/s320/beach+for+blog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358560133921156242" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Greta was actually put asleep by the crashing waves. The rain started again so we headed to the Ron Jon surf shop and then headed back to Orlando.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDeKIiuiv_wfZH8_ez7dgg0WTgQCyZTykd0zF-TpYnwzGdioDwkawdvH-utEqzVhHKtfuFD1bEFyt_Yb4gkbZLDTHL8bp1IvDetX2uS4wVgVPgErbxG-vONkEakvT7j19U8DVBVQ/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+150.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDeKIiuiv_wfZH8_ez7dgg0WTgQCyZTykd0zF-TpYnwzGdioDwkawdvH-utEqzVhHKtfuFD1bEFyt_Yb4gkbZLDTHL8bp1IvDetX2uS4wVgVPgErbxG-vONkEakvT7j19U8DVBVQ/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+150.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358551631573319474" /></a>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-70348635238741219402009-07-14T23:35:00.026-05:002009-07-14T23:55:06.052-05:00Pool time!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUCTxIcWeHlQcbb_cGMGw7aNJv6TpxZ241-A75eKpgfgS38IRD69UUrrQ7Un4XGtVv9VXYx5HLYlggSM12dZbSXZc5OAaZnj6yXMPQzIAgYxP2d72GQi8IxOqIVp5pzddwvCobqQ/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+130.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUCTxIcWeHlQcbb_cGMGw7aNJv6TpxZ241-A75eKpgfgS38IRD69UUrrQ7Un4XGtVv9VXYx5HLYlggSM12dZbSXZc5OAaZnj6yXMPQzIAgYxP2d72GQi8IxOqIVp5pzddwvCobqQ/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+130.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358541595189297026" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Grandpa & Grandma Dianne have a really nice pool. The kids loved swimming! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4CdUHQBHh6wYLcTL9E-B9xW9wqeshuYvnKh8vBPnhZPLO5ORwL37Hz3GpeCibDHs0alJEI9ogrTqnX9usIijIt6xiq2_g-OSO33SQeoK1EYb_AApfrRifzUfpyopoRhCHumALKQ/s1600-h/cb6b8c68c66a12874a09d0afc5287183.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4CdUHQBHh6wYLcTL9E-B9xW9wqeshuYvnKh8vBPnhZPLO5ORwL37Hz3GpeCibDHs0alJEI9ogrTqnX9usIijIt6xiq2_g-OSO33SQeoK1EYb_AApfrRifzUfpyopoRhCHumALKQ/s320/cb6b8c68c66a12874a09d0afc5287183.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358541414095258306" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Once again, I had Kamryn in swim lessons for a couple of sessions before our trip. At lessons she acted afraid to jump in the pool. Not in Florida! <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOeG_OF3iNfKWrLZwJNaxN89n0HcPblvPRbgDY6UuhupECKiecKaM8JNgz-72HMUDacMcfkktlLmk8sjKnDBMs_tPoxOTgYWJWD5HP-y9rwXweVI49Kiox5PQWoyMP-06G31S6Lg/s1600-h/c103a60218f08449a103c36e06537568.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOeG_OF3iNfKWrLZwJNaxN89n0HcPblvPRbgDY6UuhupECKiecKaM8JNgz-72HMUDacMcfkktlLmk8sjKnDBMs_tPoxOTgYWJWD5HP-y9rwXweVI49Kiox5PQWoyMP-06G31S6Lg/s320/c103a60218f08449a103c36e06537568.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358541785660591410" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEircGNPV_l0BFcnWweTeoSfJAWK9QNppBuCRWTv8IzK4jXEzyz4PDCnzCNuULeQrUpIn6NPLBYAPmgCDu5FkrqYeBaItTgE_VWTMsc5uljUcdv5QKsIRzHhBBoA54b4uZoM9LH-dg/s1600-h/fdc5f1d4372d707d8f4efe192d0786b7.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEircGNPV_l0BFcnWweTeoSfJAWK9QNppBuCRWTv8IzK4jXEzyz4PDCnzCNuULeQrUpIn6NPLBYAPmgCDu5FkrqYeBaItTgE_VWTMsc5uljUcdv5QKsIRzHhBBoA54b4uZoM9LH-dg/s320/fdc5f1d4372d707d8f4efe192d0786b7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358543955301517346" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhN6eABiHoFaTbbLmpg9itztsfWjdag2FOJg-dodU_cZHXYCQf7F50Of_F5syiZ2GXAwNP4FwMytT6mE-zGm8vFD6dgInnBgiqed5gGmkI2za1et1Z83SOldHw1TfljvJ2pdQ3XQ/s1600-h/c57adcf99fdb6235db57d5874c743f4e.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhN6eABiHoFaTbbLmpg9itztsfWjdag2FOJg-dodU_cZHXYCQf7F50Of_F5syiZ2GXAwNP4FwMytT6mE-zGm8vFD6dgInnBgiqed5gGmkI2za1et1Z83SOldHw1TfljvJ2pdQ3XQ/s320/c57adcf99fdb6235db57d5874c743f4e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358541840955823362" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kamryn likes gator float rings!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjelf2i3kLNmjUwOvu80wtcZXDCVLsXxD0XZH2vOFoqkFHl9qt6U_2phfMGAArYzykOnmRXN-88J1iVabS28RdrlGWjmue6GRyS9qCoj3Nhj7rnabPzzEo1SG1dnSVxV63FrgI0-A/s1600-h/86cdbd46045f0344f96c6d425633d45a.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjelf2i3kLNmjUwOvu80wtcZXDCVLsXxD0XZH2vOFoqkFHl9qt6U_2phfMGAArYzykOnmRXN-88J1iVabS28RdrlGWjmue6GRyS9qCoj3Nhj7rnabPzzEo1SG1dnSVxV63FrgI0-A/s320/86cdbd46045f0344f96c6d425633d45a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358541344091987410" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The kids were in the pool for hours at a time. We had to shoo them out of the pool at 10 pm! I'm sure the neighbors appreciated that.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDHYWoaXa9m5YA9O4Ggoi8PFIcJYuxAUdiJxIv736Ib88Pv3qG5_4OYmoiXe05MFhDmvtxm-Z_0zBZMnHweOeuV7TcvqGvy0QBviSpcLDPHgNHKMZs7O_COPHiAJzTEsmE_77G3w/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+112.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDHYWoaXa9m5YA9O4Ggoi8PFIcJYuxAUdiJxIv736Ib88Pv3qG5_4OYmoiXe05MFhDmvtxm-Z_0zBZMnHweOeuV7TcvqGvy0QBviSpcLDPHgNHKMZs7O_COPHiAJzTEsmE_77G3w/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358541679892927010" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Even baby Greta got in the pool one day!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghl6ye-YnpExFy5s8ZRMD8sKJG4yFb-51rXWt3EYS73RT1C4YcOZGprNQ8ExLMZIjm6CYTtq-TaFhuCp1YeV_2b5iC1N6nKRjtFKB2AVsNoUPkgMdRbNq8PU9XiPGpty_zYM-WlA/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+127.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghl6ye-YnpExFy5s8ZRMD8sKJG4yFb-51rXWt3EYS73RT1C4YcOZGprNQ8ExLMZIjm6CYTtq-TaFhuCp1YeV_2b5iC1N6nKRjtFKB2AVsNoUPkgMdRbNq8PU9XiPGpty_zYM-WlA/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358541934485570098" /></a>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-12526446239220757342009-07-14T10:12:00.015-05:002009-07-14T23:30:16.523-05:00Gatorland<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUUlJpgIa7SAtsL2u49oLZxhg_8yAG3-NrADBvB2jIdG4n1jDRsvuqzXJq7Mtd-1YRGAMO4fnSnwSobseNSeYRJX_MvwUPX99UDqsb7KsqpipS4pHUiFbh1IomrZAqn8hz3XdOfA/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+044.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUUlJpgIa7SAtsL2u49oLZxhg_8yAG3-NrADBvB2jIdG4n1jDRsvuqzXJq7Mtd-1YRGAMO4fnSnwSobseNSeYRJX_MvwUPX99UDqsb7KsqpipS4pHUiFbh1IomrZAqn8hz3XdOfA/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358537272213100498" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We all went to Gatorland for the first time together. Even the Floridians hadn't been there yet. It was a fun afternoon! It's so cool to see so many gators together (and not on your own property or by your front door like your neighbors did, right Dianne?) and know that you are safe!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP12drR95Rs1tUNp5LXFrerHD0jRY-MksswzaTNljKQKafA9vT0lv_mUs_w9tYuCpX7PNRM97FFW28MIMGKD0vllpEdPP7LPVi2PjVO-RePnHO-aiU2wN6qAos8ifPJuhFdT1mRg/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+055.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP12drR95Rs1tUNp5LXFrerHD0jRY-MksswzaTNljKQKafA9vT0lv_mUs_w9tYuCpX7PNRM97FFW28MIMGKD0vllpEdPP7LPVi2PjVO-RePnHO-aiU2wN6qAos8ifPJuhFdT1mRg/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358537539505811138" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif75TfroFLOVw6gxq2KsuRDCMa3Dp0bT3drDQufpJxKjigSw0o7HUS5XnM3xR9JBSwg9Y3RYvKqEk4WhKIbtaPFi5Gvb9rW4V1xqxHTOgj-nsB-B1SQ2JvqsS7vcvhlOtcp6MZnA/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+047.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif75TfroFLOVw6gxq2KsuRDCMa3Dp0bT3drDQufpJxKjigSw0o7HUS5XnM3xR9JBSwg9Y3RYvKqEk4WhKIbtaPFi5Gvb9rW4V1xqxHTOgj-nsB-B1SQ2JvqsS7vcvhlOtcp6MZnA/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358537356035824002" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is a little too close in my opinion!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvnNtVO5vaSYsUfRgJ_rwguFNf8KR-ojs_fVPH728n-ySzqqshzVgvBsAHB0bkm_mN_PSZyUmZdkpX-g1tXF9qEqnyI6M6VSs3COgovVpLquORno3GfSqYz4onEMvIxOBGdMqkfg/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+078.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvnNtVO5vaSYsUfRgJ_rwguFNf8KR-ojs_fVPH728n-ySzqqshzVgvBsAHB0bkm_mN_PSZyUmZdkpX-g1tXF9qEqnyI6M6VSs3COgovVpLquORno3GfSqYz4onEMvIxOBGdMqkfg/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358537846804433634" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Brendan LOVES holding snakes and reptiles. Oh my. He really wants one for a pet. I'd do the dog route way before this!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR3GSk51yE6VZbHpHbf2H4vEW78iej56NaGyIJyMEhjjBw9LbDPhJZkJ2pnV5hcGenxtMUjF7-BCgqZzjtuqE-xW19FQInzWchVenwnDTz8ECKnoI3nxZUYIDCQ6LgIx4HFohVwg/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+066.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR3GSk51yE6VZbHpHbf2H4vEW78iej56NaGyIJyMEhjjBw9LbDPhJZkJ2pnV5hcGenxtMUjF7-BCgqZzjtuqE-xW19FQInzWchVenwnDTz8ECKnoI3nxZUYIDCQ6LgIx4HFohVwg/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358537766877265266" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kamryn wasn't so sure!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTFL2QonUKSHK8p7Xo5A302MaFRHqGc5Zk-vrlmi4_3wrcHoTOG4_CBZMIrs0T6OJnVoU6d3KbIMsNFb5AID7KaKzlQ85iDfVuN3n9q4HQphyphenhyphenAhXSASxM4oAkeTmWEDVXkKYaU6g/s1600-h/3fd1d8e34dfc59bffee9566ad5626990.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTFL2QonUKSHK8p7Xo5A302MaFRHqGc5Zk-vrlmi4_3wrcHoTOG4_CBZMIrs0T6OJnVoU6d3KbIMsNFb5AID7KaKzlQ85iDfVuN3n9q4HQphyphenhyphenAhXSASxM4oAkeTmWEDVXkKYaU6g/s320/3fd1d8e34dfc59bffee9566ad5626990.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358537907300229746" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A fake gator is more her speed!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYgWPtgF2lTHmZdrXMBK1VZ3lX84VmVtPYFb82pjpVOmkhDFGC8e9r50re77if3hsRo1DQkVvTRkyO_aSHOvb1Ux96NSkXCb62e2El1JJicp4tCxLh0KrHbuGhwDvFVP0F5gekgQ/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+065.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYgWPtgF2lTHmZdrXMBK1VZ3lX84VmVtPYFb82pjpVOmkhDFGC8e9r50re77if3hsRo1DQkVvTRkyO_aSHOvb1Ux96NSkXCb62e2El1JJicp4tCxLh0KrHbuGhwDvFVP0F5gekgQ/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358537662670263922" /></a>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-76017717788678493452009-07-14T00:32:00.035-05:002009-07-14T22:57:21.804-05:00Greta's Baptism<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHcV_rPq6jZwm0dXYW77M0bVj39kXXlJLbRhyphenhyphenKoMdWo7KeExhc1uAeCSEFZX6W-Kd-NrkyUdwKNzv0qq3EDqU5El1ellIARdothNPs_WcYvC1oxklguk4rPnQvmjF8d-EymExyAQ/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+079.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHcV_rPq6jZwm0dXYW77M0bVj39kXXlJLbRhyphenhyphenKoMdWo7KeExhc1uAeCSEFZX6W-Kd-NrkyUdwKNzv0qq3EDqU5El1ellIARdothNPs_WcYvC1oxklguk4rPnQvmjF8d-EymExyAQ/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358186371042290930" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />How wonderful that we were there to witness Greta's baptism! What a happy day. Kathleen & Peter, you have a beautiful daughter!<br /><br />Aunt Julie happy to be holding her new niece!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglNUS0o2K1gKgHsnV0qy3afIkAH4NMla4C_AvJpGmKEW-AaDsp4zih3Umw6mHEf8zJ3ZiJEz61EyaYawm2Qprff9FJCvT5NF0hZ6lrM8rVp2ndKWZgMTTiR9gRQnHBA3SVS5JuXw/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+084.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglNUS0o2K1gKgHsnV0qy3afIkAH4NMla4C_AvJpGmKEW-AaDsp4zih3Umw6mHEf8zJ3ZiJEz61EyaYawm2Qprff9FJCvT5NF0hZ6lrM8rVp2ndKWZgMTTiR9gRQnHBA3SVS5JuXw/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358186499563023474" /></a> <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The result of Aunt Julie's photoshoot in the bedroom back at the house. Got a beautiful smile!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPXNBw5TF1I7X_OmaUfoev6m1ZNXxvwlGiP5Bt2SxILC8caXpBu5pZ7TiJy-JDP_WI_-wvqiFOLbe04Ctot_INYWhSRxhppmGISak30bpJPuPfa3X4twAsYTsXkJdIyBNCYQXegg/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+094.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPXNBw5TF1I7X_OmaUfoev6m1ZNXxvwlGiP5Bt2SxILC8caXpBu5pZ7TiJy-JDP_WI_-wvqiFOLbe04Ctot_INYWhSRxhppmGISak30bpJPuPfa3X4twAsYTsXkJdIyBNCYQXegg/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358186871199642162" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Grandma Dianne happy to be holding Greta! Lucky her, she gets to hold her more often.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqDfuJkU214TRBAgYiPs8DBob_Z5jtI4HJZCYtjfZheLyq9ya30nw8IVYkawCa8cDLNIXRJdrl4hbx59183Z4TWdrWH05DoivoRfw_6Aec3XR8e0kEcTq5YGG1ZCkFmfHmINTJ9A/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+097.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqDfuJkU214TRBAgYiPs8DBob_Z5jtI4HJZCYtjfZheLyq9ya30nw8IVYkawCa8cDLNIXRJdrl4hbx59183Z4TWdrWH05DoivoRfw_6Aec3XR8e0kEcTq5YGG1ZCkFmfHmINTJ9A/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358186678287287874" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Brendan and Matt happy to be holding Greta. And they really were happy to hold her. They did awesome with a four month old baby!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyESBltXvSFRmbH2S834unMn5rLT_WOeVYEzAnaWoxGWB2yhvix3_I5zh8iLROmV6yfmAIS6oly6-ZMsqHJvorQZOuxaLi38V5iNIdpjfQrvtdK3RQH6b_WEI2SygMmnJlWCBGhw/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+107.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyESBltXvSFRmbH2S834unMn5rLT_WOeVYEzAnaWoxGWB2yhvix3_I5zh8iLROmV6yfmAIS6oly6-ZMsqHJvorQZOuxaLi38V5iNIdpjfQrvtdK3RQH6b_WEI2SygMmnJlWCBGhw/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+107.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358187016775097138" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYRKu48xwcMYeTwGUUgEHr8dCTGydBNiWjSSXOJneto0vLb9tY3pEA7516vxgufhwyWnxOn5pysGGiZVRef8Z2jIt0ZMl3jhP5canWEL0XkyHlwK6SFVrIGE-mFqbm8fbBZ3bh6g/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+109.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYRKu48xwcMYeTwGUUgEHr8dCTGydBNiWjSSXOJneto0vLb9tY3pEA7516vxgufhwyWnxOn5pysGGiZVRef8Z2jIt0ZMl3jhP5canWEL0XkyHlwK6SFVrIGE-mFqbm8fbBZ3bh6g/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358187187097165314" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Some of Peter's family also came down to Florida for the baptism. It was so great to see them again. We met them two years ago at the wedding. We met Peter two years ago at the wedding too:) Anyway, Kamryn sure leaves a lasting impression with them I'm sure. (at the wedding she ran up to the alter when Kevin "let her go" during the ceremony. I was the maid of honor and Kamryn was fussing for me. So instead of Kevin leaving the church with her, I know it was his sister's wedding, but he releases her and what else does a two year old do? Run to her mom & pick up her dress as she tries to climb into her arms. So I pick her up. She stood with us at the alter while the happy couple said their vows I believe, right Kath? Hmm, have to watch the video again. Can you tell I've tried to block this from my memory? It's only taken me two years to finally talk about this mishap. It was all Kevin's fault!) <br /><br />At least this time in church, Kamryn stayed in the pews. <br /><br />Until the baptism and church service was over. <br /><br />Then she tried getting in some pictures. See this one???<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0tGx3PwSiKtpLPMFS3hBzYbuWORAl798ic30ELZguxm-YPQyJBhdWqYut2nyTkjy_3TfzTUtLedJQJkqMjLS1GjqkEzA1YM9M9p1Raf9XJuSzr3e1H2jql2EPf-yKu9jvy7wmUg/s1600-h/05d2b23b819dfc6410aec115806ae2b0.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0tGx3PwSiKtpLPMFS3hBzYbuWORAl798ic30ELZguxm-YPQyJBhdWqYut2nyTkjy_3TfzTUtLedJQJkqMjLS1GjqkEzA1YM9M9p1Raf9XJuSzr3e1H2jql2EPf-yKu9jvy7wmUg/s320/05d2b23b819dfc6410aec115806ae2b0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358195694103346194" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />At the baptism party, Kamryn sure loved hanging with Peter's nieces. She entertained them by putting her hands in the cold icy water where the drinks were staying cool and then "massaging" everyone's legs and feet. (It was very HOT out!) The funny part is that when she was done, she asked for $5.00. One of the girls said she didn't have $5.00 until I told her that pretend money would work just fine. So they pulled out their pretend bills, Kamryn kept massaging, and I believe Kamryn even got a $20;)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaxsdvhsMenW0xyV8HjvJhcbt2a9A2MDu0PctmW8rnLMoQ8-ygxHOQwzLVEBSIOSb1naLc5Dw6t8W4o6GXutiTRTbRVtx2Wax-VHrw70havkk8wcwCM9M0JnRYHE9gPVwzgH4uVw/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+101.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaxsdvhsMenW0xyV8HjvJhcbt2a9A2MDu0PctmW8rnLMoQ8-ygxHOQwzLVEBSIOSb1naLc5Dw6t8W4o6GXutiTRTbRVtx2Wax-VHrw70havkk8wcwCM9M0JnRYHE9gPVwzgH4uVw/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+101.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358187580536080290" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHof7pheX0O91Jk4bTeFvHToUDRBUB4rAyjTQ83R8L33RXztoewrlvtEdNQQFHIXJCUevN5MR-FsacMmAiuE-DwQ58WZ7xcNxMxAuidfR53gZGKMsnpUVRUGlGFTEV6-ZVHNo4kg/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+108.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHof7pheX0O91Jk4bTeFvHToUDRBUB4rAyjTQ83R8L33RXztoewrlvtEdNQQFHIXJCUevN5MR-FsacMmAiuE-DwQ58WZ7xcNxMxAuidfR53gZGKMsnpUVRUGlGFTEV6-ZVHNo4kg/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358187821621730338" /></a>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-91322350892111443802009-07-13T23:35:00.018-05:002009-07-13T23:58:04.201-05:00Meeting Greta!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0tarAysgy2V6P0uJCvnRIlkm7e5vGHcjMqU5fQX3CpYY_Hd8cSwX9BVqHRM3-X8rVe2YyVQ_qCWuCX6iSDtNir3EEZQxeWvy6jP7K-f6IXHa3OoRFruZFt8Vtd0uEWWoAMuj6NQ/s1600-h/1c2ab71a779302229b33d31cdd00ec4f.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0tarAysgy2V6P0uJCvnRIlkm7e5vGHcjMqU5fQX3CpYY_Hd8cSwX9BVqHRM3-X8rVe2YyVQ_qCWuCX6iSDtNir3EEZQxeWvy6jP7K-f6IXHa3OoRFruZFt8Vtd0uEWWoAMuj6NQ/s320/1c2ab71a779302229b33d31cdd00ec4f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358169882156189538" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We were so happy to get to Florida and finally meet Greta! Our first hello was outside the JcPenney's on our way to take a big family photo. We don't waste any time do we? But who could wait for the photographer to start taking pictures?<br /><br />Not me!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6PdA9Q3qf7AjTfa49ENGtm0teDKMI3OJZvigrUpF8qEL1gp_mSogzBfXLtihSk8XJmn9YEEvRU_uRed5uYKFtKRIpzR4PuKE7vxv0z3cGJvvYqdrAyfQaW1hp-VQv1-a44tfm-Q/s1600-h/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+037.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6PdA9Q3qf7AjTfa49ENGtm0teDKMI3OJZvigrUpF8qEL1gp_mSogzBfXLtihSk8XJmn9YEEvRU_uRed5uYKFtKRIpzR4PuKE7vxv0z3cGJvvYqdrAyfQaW1hp-VQv1-a44tfm-Q/s320/Chinatown+%26+Florida+Trip+037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358170535092214434" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Grandpa with the boys.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkKP-eTk9F8cvyzFLi6e0JwzNZCyIuNO-jaE1HgghtFEStAIDJQdCjD2ikwENG8q-dj2_rWipHiIv-ysVmiuRdSMoshrrYZPeMS5olhFlU9uRAZk4wdN-ddvXxZrAhyphenhyphenAK0p5eeAw/s1600-h/1ecd68e9499774b4660b3917f4ad25a8.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkKP-eTk9F8cvyzFLi6e0JwzNZCyIuNO-jaE1HgghtFEStAIDJQdCjD2ikwENG8q-dj2_rWipHiIv-ysVmiuRdSMoshrrYZPeMS5olhFlU9uRAZk4wdN-ddvXxZrAhyphenhyphenAK0p5eeAw/s320/1ecd68e9499774b4660b3917f4ad25a8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358171691756929314" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Grandpa with the girls.<br /> <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ8M2fQPg48EwmFWYG3VL2p_-g9eEp4LZtxhRm0oZ4B5xfUKe1ZgBm0SPY78o1v5DtH_ZEXBQ4CSBvDNxJH09NbvHm-PfJg9inW8LruEuXUZCjxq4UC4Sc4SEk87CHP0nj9aDMw/s1600-h/53f0a16b37d08f4475abfc1042421a23.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQ8M2fQPg48EwmFWYG3VL2p_-g9eEp4LZtxhRm0oZ4B5xfUKe1ZgBm0SPY78o1v5DtH_ZEXBQ4CSBvDNxJH09NbvHm-PfJg9inW8LruEuXUZCjxq4UC4Sc4SEk87CHP0nj9aDMw/s320/53f0a16b37d08f4475abfc1042421a23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358169957739309986" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Greta didn't like the bright lights in the studio so it was a bit of a challenge. Kamryn was very concerned for her new baby cousin so it was hard for her to "ignore" the crying, put a smile on her face and look at the photographer. Don't worry. I got lots of pictures of Greta smiling from our trip. To be posted soon.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdyqCxl7sFHl8uIvfWPK0b25jOob49CWmoJpP6RrlIGhzB7uWh-kCxjMazXtaToCIkg2z7ZP2A5L5YPg5XysLB-N6aQqJpLjsKIepqbbRQZc-ao0JXR-k4SUoNk85X7ZuI-UA91A/s1600-h/bbf627e7-b2d9-49d5-a8cd-3853391b6055w.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 312px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdyqCxl7sFHl8uIvfWPK0b25jOob49CWmoJpP6RrlIGhzB7uWh-kCxjMazXtaToCIkg2z7ZP2A5L5YPg5XysLB-N6aQqJpLjsKIepqbbRQZc-ao0JXR-k4SUoNk85X7ZuI-UA91A/s320/bbf627e7-b2d9-49d5-a8cd-3853391b6055w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358173812419127970" /></a>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-77452176012165316492009-06-25T00:15:00.012-05:002009-06-25T00:34:30.319-05:00Kamryn's 1st dance recital<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib4NV35HqTJrUcPdMKJ0rDrEaBnZ12PqL5a5p61spIhxPh7wXkzi7KJqK-nvhabTf84509kvzZEITMIhRE-3xDavkSWaG7cDYNnaa0OHTQRwbnTnjWTbDbQ0lAEz5kYJTTKPQVoQ/s1600-h/DSC05954.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib4NV35HqTJrUcPdMKJ0rDrEaBnZ12PqL5a5p61spIhxPh7wXkzi7KJqK-nvhabTf84509kvzZEITMIhRE-3xDavkSWaG7cDYNnaa0OHTQRwbnTnjWTbDbQ0lAEz5kYJTTKPQVoQ/s320/DSC05954.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351133097423940050" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Back at the beginning of the year, I enrolled Kamryn in a Chinese dance class. Many of her friends were already taking it and since she turned four, she was able to participate as well. She really enjoyed the class, and I enjoyed talking to my friends while she was in the class! <br /><br />This class is offered by a local Chinese school. At the end of the school year, they hold a commencement ceremony for their students and the dance classes perform at it. Kamryn really surprised us with how well she did! She was very graceful and beautiful, if I don't say so myself;)<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1n79a4peg0prJ1l-JGL9QqCKtHiak75hK3pZ2o2d-yQsEtXHtBe979E8uzWRwwVQJXJJJBXFNha7GQf27fLH-4p5J6nxAQ9yNKDDbdO788oPMbtUIQ96Xrj6Ws8X3eAACypXN1A/s1600-h/DSC_0271.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1n79a4peg0prJ1l-JGL9QqCKtHiak75hK3pZ2o2d-yQsEtXHtBe979E8uzWRwwVQJXJJJBXFNha7GQf27fLH-4p5J6nxAQ9yNKDDbdO788oPMbtUIQ96Xrj6Ws8X3eAACypXN1A/s320/DSC_0271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351131920497615362" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgC1whFqHT-0veCasiJq5fkDydej1z7CICCicadn-BTVOD90tj7JsmVVm9Ur9rsznanywR-NM3VY0USYd6_INW9fvqXfLBzUPinrsnmLn4sso3Gpqqbi7wajnUyQz3lApzxX-BcA/s1600-h/DSC05960.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgC1whFqHT-0veCasiJq5fkDydej1z7CICCicadn-BTVOD90tj7JsmVVm9Ur9rsznanywR-NM3VY0USYd6_INW9fvqXfLBzUPinrsnmLn4sso3Gpqqbi7wajnUyQz3lApzxX-BcA/s320/DSC05960.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351131374460336578" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This mommy will learn to bring flowers at the end of each recital. Thanks Emily for sharing your bouquet with Kamryn! And thanks to Emily's mommy too for taking pictures of Kamryn for me since my camera (or battery) was acting up!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSovAqhuU5myE1r3KIWTWxVy6FxPFute-AItHiSFq9aU4NFrS-aAnDsmRVtMNYk9aCInNdBE5L0HnizuReQb9gQ4O6VwgYYYD2XLT4iu4sZVw0dFcoJV1JVbVskE3dnH-KNXLl_A/s1600-h/DSC_0291.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSovAqhuU5myE1r3KIWTWxVy6FxPFute-AItHiSFq9aU4NFrS-aAnDsmRVtMNYk9aCInNdBE5L0HnizuReQb9gQ4O6VwgYYYD2XLT4iu4sZVw0dFcoJV1JVbVskE3dnH-KNXLl_A/s320/DSC_0291.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351132202310843218" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkFV_BIVzQQzpv9NHIcMERjZC5HCK98kAnYPlYtfz-FarKK6LDY32KTR9m2cmZ431ubdD-QWi-CF6idp9OPKfSz2ghjwLlSbZGYDXu_NVAak62kCn4zxgjcUTGFwxxITMbxJoHHA/s1600-h/DSC_0246.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkFV_BIVzQQzpv9NHIcMERjZC5HCK98kAnYPlYtfz-FarKK6LDY32KTR9m2cmZ431ubdD-QWi-CF6idp9OPKfSz2ghjwLlSbZGYDXu_NVAak62kCn4zxgjcUTGFwxxITMbxJoHHA/s320/DSC_0246.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351131639325531570" /></a>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-17814652650600323962009-05-25T23:00:00.013-05:002009-05-26T00:04:13.174-05:00Now it's more personal!Okay you gluten allergy! I know you are not one single ingredient - but a protein of wheat, barley and rye - but you are in everything! Why are you in licorice? I love Twizzlers! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRrfIBRVCNf2eiKElTzuQZ72F6cpTNcZEAD-HqDk4Wm_m18xNfpk2LoCa2n82hVxhq5kio1AF-aitubig16qeSpBAgdzUonIFL9F2ixKTuvehotgn1hPrIC3E4Ai7glLUPiJ9v3A/s1600-h/twizzlers.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 101px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRrfIBRVCNf2eiKElTzuQZ72F6cpTNcZEAD-HqDk4Wm_m18xNfpk2LoCa2n82hVxhq5kio1AF-aitubig16qeSpBAgdzUonIFL9F2ixKTuvehotgn1hPrIC3E4Ai7glLUPiJ9v3A/s320/twizzlers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339990356458984898" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Why are you in the little taco seasoning packets? Why are you in canned soups? Don't you know how busy I am already without having to spend time in the grocery stores reading labels? No more quick dinners but now I have to actually plan meals. Not so many casseroles and already prepared stuff but back to the basics of meat, fresh vegetables, potatoes (thank goodness:)<br /><br />I guess it's not your fault that my immune system is tricked into thinking food is a poison. I can handle this. What I am having a problem with is that now you're messing with my son! <br /><br />How do I tell him not to eat bread, pasta, pizza, cookies, hot pretzels, sandwiches, pop tarts, bagels, granola, sauces, Hot Pockets, stuffing, pancakes, smores, or birthday cake? And don't drink beer when you go to college. Oh, and no more hot lunches at school. Now that makes my 6:30 am morning more fun! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRW5qHo4UTYgpmQQOB55P-3bmmDP629ZycHPLugLzAfbtfatQC3-blIlgXxTS5xjAZYB4WTOAN0ul0RMNoDUA87PB1nYAPGSNfImV0DMCePs30tfHbzoF-DSuIB1rXJpTdbj5zrw/s1600-h/bdaycake.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 143px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRW5qHo4UTYgpmQQOB55P-3bmmDP629ZycHPLugLzAfbtfatQC3-blIlgXxTS5xjAZYB4WTOAN0ul0RMNoDUA87PB1nYAPGSNfImV0DMCePs30tfHbzoF-DSuIB1rXJpTdbj5zrw/s320/bdaycake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339990602314623010" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I know, it could be much worse. I am venting. And it feels good. I need this blog more than I think:) <br /><br />This gluten thing is hereditary. Matt has mentioned that his food gets stuck when he eats a burger (on a bun) so I was not at all surprised when I called the doctor's office for his results on Saturday. His food allergies are a carbon copy of mine; in fact, his gluten intolerance was a bit higher than mine. I don't know if I like this "feeling responsible" thing that comes with having biological children. <br /><br />This is when I really wish I had my medical history though. Maybe I wouldn't have had to "not feel good" for so long. Food intolerance worsens over time so that's why my body "handled" things up to this point - at my expense of not feeling up to par. I wonder if my birth mom or birth dad suffer from the same thing. I bet one of them does. <br /><br />So on one hand, I'm glad that we found this out for Matt while he is only 13 so that he can feel his best everyday. It's hard enough being a teenager without feeling so crummy all the time. I don't know if he's felt the brain fog like I did, but he definitely has this chronic congestion which I am betting goes away within a week or so on this new diet plan. <br /><br />Tonight he asked what I'm going to pack him for lunch tomorrow. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCHEc0QWiMVTGYmfaI4RaO-BvNfVgEQduDLBKA15rjPxzmTDF9BUFPcA866RcJPm2p1BTif-eZHCSWKx5WKvRYhnvSi1nnOJDiqiPrbYYGPHchpsiYOiMIee5T0j0vX72rKrKrgQ/s1600-h/glutenfree.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 111px; height: 111px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCHEc0QWiMVTGYmfaI4RaO-BvNfVgEQduDLBKA15rjPxzmTDF9BUFPcA866RcJPm2p1BTif-eZHCSWKx5WKvRYhnvSi1nnOJDiqiPrbYYGPHchpsiYOiMIee5T0j0vX72rKrKrgQ/s320/glutenfree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339991057027139410" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Yikes! Good thing I have some gluten free crackers and some gluten free pepperoni (can you say our own little "lunchable") and a gluten free peanut butter rice bar and an apple. <br /><br />Good thing he is not my picky eater like Brendan! (who isn't allergic to any foods)<br /><br />Good thing summer is right around the corner! <br /><br />Good thing I'll have a few months to get this new routine in place.<br /><br />Good thing that now I am more determined to meet with a dietitian. (when it was just me, it got put on the back burner.) But he is a growing boy.<br /><br />Now it's more personal!Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-58573229198962012202009-05-25T22:21:00.002-05:002009-05-25T22:59:10.399-05:00I've found the needle in the haystackReally. It's taken a very long time, but I do feel a bit victorious and actually feel like rejoicing because it all makes sense now. It's been at least a 7 year mystery. It all began when I noticed my food "getting stuck" while eating. It is not a pleasant feeling. In fact, it is very, very painful and not even drinking water helps. That makes it even worse. When this would happen while dining out, I'd excuse myself and make a bee line for the bathroom so I could suffer alone until the feeling passed. Not to be gross, but not even expelling the food would help. I would still feel this tightness.<br /><br />Went to several doctors and after given meds for reflux or some anti-yeast antibiotic for having too much yeast in my system (WHAT?, I knew that wasn't the answer. Had my esophagus dilated a couple of times and that helped temporarily. It wasn't until we were living in Indiana when our allergist suggested doing a biopsy of my esophagus for suspected EE - Esinophilic Esophagitis. Which is basically like having asthma in your esophagus. Yep, he was right. White blood cells aren't supposed to be in your esophagus. Probably an allergy. Did allergy testing at the time but looking back it was mostly environmental stuff they tested and not many foods. I was given an oral steroid inhaler to use every day just like an asthmatic would. (Matt was diagnosed with asthma at age 2, so again, it makes sense. I learn in reverse about medical stuff; more from my biological kids)<br /><br />Since moving back here, I noticed my food getting stuck again more often. Lately, I've had thyroid problems too. So I'd blame my tiredness, brain fog - which makes your head feel like it's lugging a ton of bricks around, irritability, weight gain, bloating on that. But lately my thyroid numbers are okay. So stumped again. <br /><br />But the feeling of having my throat swell is a new symptom - more pronounced then when my food would get stuck. It would swell without any food being there. And that's very scary! It started happening frequently and almost immediately after eating. I felt like I should have an Epi pen so I went back to the doctor and asked for more food allergy testing. <br /><br />Boy am I glad I did! It's actually a relief to know that this is something I can control without medication. For the past several weeks that I've been trying this new diet, I've noticed a definite improvement in how I feel. When I "cheat" I can feel the effects. It's so not really worth it. That is how I will stay on track. Feeling good is the best incentive to eating right.Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-78171381444081642542009-05-24T00:38:00.002-05:002009-05-24T00:48:48.038-05:00Why I haven't blogged latelyBecause I'm going NUTS and going BANANAS! (about all I can eat)<br /><br />Because I have so much on my PLATE. (not food either)<br /><br />Because I've had a lot to DIGEST. (my stomach can't do that)<br /><br />Because I've come to a FORK in the road. (it's really a dinglehopper anyway right?)<br /><br />Because my emotions sometimes lately BOIL OVER instead of SIMMER.<br />(wouldn't yours if you couldn't eat a hot buttered roll out of the oven, or your favorite cookie/cake?)<br /><br />Because I am trying to use my NOODLE, Rice Noodle that is . . . <br /><br />Because I have a lot to learn now. <br /><br />I have an allergy to GLUTEN, WHEAT, MILK, CORN & WALNUTS!<br /><br />What is left to eat!??<br /><br />Because I have FOOD on the brain and am trying to learn a whole new way of eating and cooking and eating out:)<br /><br />More details soon . . .Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-9278275190541410682009-05-24T00:15:00.008-05:002009-05-24T00:34:28.698-05:00Brendan's Band Concert<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqc5_5XV3u4HdJnEMp_G_Wabn9QpIKHsnnWkTWzCbGhqZX3gYSfolq7B2vUwGGm1Ry9jjVsSAWutQY1-8xQMdbKzeZQc_hm4QfkXv_9a7hJYM-UuPdPA4RCCQOPEkp3E5sWiAYeg/s1600-h/DSC05810.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqc5_5XV3u4HdJnEMp_G_Wabn9QpIKHsnnWkTWzCbGhqZX3gYSfolq7B2vUwGGm1Ry9jjVsSAWutQY1-8xQMdbKzeZQc_hm4QfkXv_9a7hJYM-UuPdPA4RCCQOPEkp3E5sWiAYeg/s320/DSC05810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339259092132625362" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Brendan played the saxophone this year in 5th grade band. There was supposed to be a concert around Christmas time but due to the weather it got canceled. So unfortunately for us, we had to wait until the end of April to hear him play. No, really, APRIL because we never ever hear him play (practice) at home!<br /><br />The band as a whole sounded great! Then they played "We will, we will Rock you" and each person in band got a turn to stand up and play that part SOLO. Brendan kept standing . . . which signaled he was going to give it a try. Not everyone did the solo. I was so nervous for him. Kevin and I kept looking at each other with questioning eyes. <br /><br />But Brendan totally ROCKED!!! He sounded so awesome! We were so proud of him! <br /><br />Grandma, Grandpa and Aunt B are our witnesses. We are not just prejudice because he is our son. He has chosen to not continue with band next year in Jr. High. We wish he would but we know we can't force him to. If only I can convince him to play that solo one more time for my video camera.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiJatCgDQTk9_dDxrH3n9Ed5pmD9JxYPQVqSumxYO190pftSyKduYprF5RUgQpXHLhjFTVCiSeYZsWi4pijSy7QhuURIlp_jFzMTPLHUppXFRj9JzBdbIVGgpERNxjFqZd4-gC_A/s1600-h/DSC05812.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiJatCgDQTk9_dDxrH3n9Ed5pmD9JxYPQVqSumxYO190pftSyKduYprF5RUgQpXHLhjFTVCiSeYZsWi4pijSy7QhuURIlp_jFzMTPLHUppXFRj9JzBdbIVGgpERNxjFqZd4-gC_A/s320/DSC05812.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339257686122951602" /></a>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-80329823231995996642009-04-28T11:01:00.003-05:002009-04-28T11:03:13.472-05:00Kamryn's new prayerWhen praying together often, I will say "thank you God for bringing Kamryn into our lives." She heard me say that this morning and here is her response:<br /><br />"Dear Jesus, bring me a sister and a dog . . . NOW!"Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-4911717447749740102009-04-26T20:20:00.009-05:002009-04-26T20:48:31.850-05:00She only knows this becauseshe climbs into bed with us almost every night!<br /><br />My mom was babysitting her one night, and I don't remember how this came up, but Kamryn told my mom the following:<br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy76IoQ1R7afTUwGeUHQplKc9Ol5FOcSygIX01QOKOJ73mi9L09pAzsFSzaKn6_UmRq2KI8vEPAQgs' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-35003067596510659632009-04-14T00:02:00.007-05:002009-04-14T00:18:16.284-05:00Easter Blessings<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg14ttzjXuVxaqNXi8NI_pq21IF83b6HHCFpcxMNABmIXI8VvWR0rTajuppmaPRQthYfoFuVzSRCaUUo4pM7-nCs5dHqn1C9gcT6s_T5eFTPjyocLGMZcMXC1SYmt0k00hvbvgH5A/s1600-h/DSC05772.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg14ttzjXuVxaqNXi8NI_pq21IF83b6HHCFpcxMNABmIXI8VvWR0rTajuppmaPRQthYfoFuVzSRCaUUo4pM7-nCs5dHqn1C9gcT6s_T5eFTPjyocLGMZcMXC1SYmt0k00hvbvgH5A/s320/DSC05772.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324409525038993858" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My family celebrating at church in the morning. Praying the kids really understand what "He is Risen" means for all of us. The Easter egg hunt with the kids and their cousins in the afternoon. Spending time with my mom, dad, sister and her family and Aunt B. Bravely trying a new recipe that was luckily very yummy:) A big blessing indeed:)Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22288526.post-50285866508543761472009-04-07T22:28:00.008-05:002009-04-07T22:42:49.262-05:00Brendan's Civil War Days<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoJA4UxoB30YgUr5KLQW2yVqv8b_hNc97CF6d8RGZQRKBO1KHTOhxYxGRpGiOlQA-M47tf0VPRLiybcL42WQpybx-ss3bQ6h_jimt6oodV5ZiZ06cNZTensWqSTenYNvrSFhWwKw/s1600-h/DSC05534.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoJA4UxoB30YgUr5KLQW2yVqv8b_hNc97CF6d8RGZQRKBO1KHTOhxYxGRpGiOlQA-M47tf0VPRLiybcL42WQpybx-ss3bQ6h_jimt6oodV5ZiZ06cNZTensWqSTenYNvrSFhWwKw/s320/DSC05534.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322160191776292882" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The whole fifth grade class did a unit on the Civil War. It concluded with a music program at school and then a classroom tour of each student's "masterpieces."<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Cg2JVMLEG_3piYCPiMeyktJcnSW3192Og-BbHfQg88P4lKSoJLBlsLd5ngPEdzTbROvNZzqso2rBMgp-2gb0lOZ6WwQa9d-nwiUlb4ynBNrp-nNBgfSvD2PZDCTwCX4r8G20yg/s1600-h/DSC05530.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 147px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Cg2JVMLEG_3piYCPiMeyktJcnSW3192Og-BbHfQg88P4lKSoJLBlsLd5ngPEdzTbROvNZzqso2rBMgp-2gb0lOZ6WwQa9d-nwiUlb4ynBNrp-nNBgfSvD2PZDCTwCX4r8G20yg/s320/DSC05530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322159991278353266" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Brendan actually chiseled this bar of soap! Looks pretty cool! His cereal box was one of the best I think too (if I don't say so myself). It was all his idea although his dad did help him a bit on the cereal box project. <br /><br />Brendan had his own fan club there that night. Grandma and Aunt Bernice came with us. We all enjoyed the American music and seeing all of Brendan's work. We are so proud of him!Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14630613319144894268noreply@blogger.com3