<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087</id><updated>2012-01-03T19:53:20.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartchild</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>427</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-7248972032218315521</id><published>2012-01-03T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T19:53:20.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas and&amp;nbsp;Happy New Year from us to you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8t7RDfhNCZk/TwPHRQM9o7I/AAAAAAAADa0/CJ7tmuXpY0A/s1600/IMG_8508.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8t7RDfhNCZk/TwPHRQM9o7I/AAAAAAAADa0/CJ7tmuXpY0A/s320/IMG_8508.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have been a tad MIA through the holiday season. It was the first time in a long time that we were the most prepared and relaxed as ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BGSttsje8j4/TwPH6f7JBTI/AAAAAAAADa8/jgEcFIsQU1Y/s1600/IMG_8510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BGSttsje8j4/TwPH6f7JBTI/AAAAAAAADa8/jgEcFIsQU1Y/s320/IMG_8510.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids thoroughly enjoyed their new pajamas, stockings and gifts as you can tell in the above picture. We have a Christmas Eve tradition of coming home from the church service to open our new pajamas. We then change into the new pjs, make hot chocolate and cider and drive around town looking at Christmas lights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5StrxFxMBk/TwPILerrwlI/AAAAAAAADbE/LaEiWlr0Rno/s1600/IMG_8512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5StrxFxMBk/TwPILerrwlI/AAAAAAAADbE/LaEiWlr0Rno/s320/IMG_8512.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pictures this year have&amp;nbsp;made me very aware of how fast time really is going.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G0Su-aDOVtM/TwPI4EkrTSI/AAAAAAAADbM/35-8i8NfKM4/s1600/IMG_8513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G0Su-aDOVtM/TwPI4EkrTSI/AAAAAAAADbM/35-8i8NfKM4/s320/IMG_8513.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just look at those kids. They are looking so grown up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_laTIBoflXk/TwPJjungcVI/AAAAAAAADbU/pAfACef_SDM/s1600/IMG_8522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_laTIBoflXk/TwPJjungcVI/AAAAAAAADbU/pAfACef_SDM/s320/IMG_8522.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not sure my heart can take it.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Y3EFCdjbsc/TwPKKYLCFCI/AAAAAAAADbc/3RJ_U0Y26s8/s1600/IMG_8550.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Y3EFCdjbsc/TwPKKYLCFCI/AAAAAAAADbc/3RJ_U0Y26s8/s320/IMG_8550.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you and yours had a blessed Christmas season. Happy New Year!!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-7248972032218315521?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/7248972032218315521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=7248972032218315521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/7248972032218315521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/7248972032218315521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8t7RDfhNCZk/TwPHRQM9o7I/AAAAAAAADa0/CJ7tmuXpY0A/s72-c/IMG_8508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-3347936423474901826</id><published>2011-11-14T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T10:42:27.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>History</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It can be a challenge to teach five kids at&amp;nbsp;four different grade levels. I am always looking for ways to streamline&amp;nbsp;so this year I decided to choose a History curriculum that would work for multiple grade levels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpx3KSE_KCI/TsFXOIB_bpI/AAAAAAAADao/jveDjt2bqok/s1600/IMG_7522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpx3KSE_KCI/TsFXOIB_bpI/AAAAAAAADao/jveDjt2bqok/s320/IMG_7522.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is our supplies basket. We have clips, pencils, colored pencils, scissors and sometimes glue or other items depending on what we are working on. It works well having this in the middle of the table during work time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_mmRPmmpRok/TrhrarFdBVI/AAAAAAAADYw/952K1B_ns1E/s1600/IMG_7497.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_mmRPmmpRok/TrhrarFdBVI/AAAAAAAADYw/952K1B_ns1E/s320/IMG_7497.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This particular day the kids were working on maps of the area we had been reading about. We are currently studying the Middle Ages.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kSM6Ogq14Mc/TrhrvjS1kUI/AAAAAAAADY4/KEwB7mRKpTs/s1600/IMG_7500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kSM6Ogq14Mc/TrhrvjS1kUI/AAAAAAAADY4/KEwB7mRKpTs/s320/IMG_7500.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is fascinating for me to study history as an adult. I feel like I am learning as much as the kids are learning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OOX3D_unOH8/TrhsFCDz2CI/AAAAAAAADZA/X9XXBlgf_sQ/s1600/IMG_7504.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OOX3D_unOH8/TrhsFCDz2CI/AAAAAAAADZA/X9XXBlgf_sQ/s320/IMG_7504.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teaching multiple ages groups has its challenges but it also has some advantages. I have noticed that my youngers are mastering skills earlier than the older ones did. They really are sponges soaking up everything going on around them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EVH9pViTrfg/TrhsdAUhTwI/AAAAAAAADZI/KjpSLtOW4js/s1600/IMG_7511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EVH9pViTrfg/TrhsdAUhTwI/AAAAAAAADZI/KjpSLtOW4js/s320/IMG_7511.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love that they all are learning the same thing and it makes for some fun discussions around the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F_aZvAcUXpU/Trhs1ihFTYI/AAAAAAAADZQ/A68r-LZiCO4/s1600/IMG_7514.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F_aZvAcUXpU/Trhs1ihFTYI/AAAAAAAADZQ/A68r-LZiCO4/s320/IMG_7514.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This girl loves to do anything that involves color. Can you see that smile? If it resembles art, she is in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r_jQr9pmcyU/TrhtXOszyiI/AAAAAAAADZY/opr2HR-6FeU/s1600/IMG_7520.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r_jQr9pmcyU/TrhtXOszyiI/AAAAAAAADZY/opr2HR-6FeU/s320/IMG_7520.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you are interested we are using Story of the World, Volume 2. We read the current section, answer comprehension questions, do a narration exercise and then we choose activities from the corresponding activity book to keep things interesting. History, Geography, Writing and Art all in on place. I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-3347936423474901826?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/3347936423474901826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=3347936423474901826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3347936423474901826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3347936423474901826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/11/history.html' title='History'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tpx3KSE_KCI/TsFXOIB_bpI/AAAAAAAADao/jveDjt2bqok/s72-c/IMG_7522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-8601551293941553392</id><published>2011-11-03T10:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T10:07:23.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was raining.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The weather has changed here in the Northwest. There are moments of sun where we send the kids out to "Hurry and get some rays!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3PmH9cqN6Qw/TrLDuPz03zI/AAAAAAAADXY/i-SyCHjjeN0/s1600/IMG_7524.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3PmH9cqN6Qw/TrLDuPz03zI/AAAAAAAADXY/i-SyCHjjeN0/s320/IMG_7524.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recently on a drizzly and cold day our youngest decided he wanted to roast marshmellows...over a candle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MoBSZAIUtzw/TrLEJF_xv5I/AAAAAAAADXg/BIF6RJ8NkQQ/s1600/IMG_7526.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MoBSZAIUtzw/TrLEJF_xv5I/AAAAAAAADXg/BIF6RJ8NkQQ/s320/IMG_7526.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, why wouldn't you?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XTp6HbNjM5M/TrLEh2FL7jI/AAAAAAAADXo/KSv6YOktXnY/s1600/IMG_7527.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XTp6HbNjM5M/TrLEh2FL7jI/AAAAAAAADXo/KSv6YOktXnY/s320/IMG_7527.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It took awhile but it worked! Yum! (If you like marshmellows that is.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-8601551293941553392?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/8601551293941553392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=8601551293941553392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8601551293941553392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8601551293941553392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-was-raining.html' title='It was raining.'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3PmH9cqN6Qw/TrLDuPz03zI/AAAAAAAADXY/i-SyCHjjeN0/s72-c/IMG_7524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-5062681845097203288</id><published>2011-10-18T14:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T14:32:15.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My family really loves the outdoors but we do appreciate modern conveniences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-18WBus0Ahc0/Tp20hG02OjI/AAAAAAAADVI/E9kBdZNtgFc/s1600/IMG_5562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-18WBus0Ahc0/Tp20hG02OjI/AAAAAAAADVI/E9kBdZNtgFc/s320/IMG_5562.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I posted earlier this year about our purchase of a travel trailer. We love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iBS_BgIdvmk/Tp204ZvBA3I/AAAAAAAADVQ/bCCqBaDbFus/s1600/IMG_5563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iBS_BgIdvmk/Tp204ZvBA3I/AAAAAAAADVQ/bCCqBaDbFus/s320/IMG_5563.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three or four&amp;nbsp;years ago we decided to visit a campground in our county that&amp;nbsp;had become&amp;nbsp;very popular. It quickly became our favorite spot to go. It is 30 minutes away, on a river, has private campsites and has a really nice playground.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j6Qk2__TIw4/Tp21RmQqcAI/AAAAAAAADVY/NlC2yvrRGxQ/s1600/IMG_5564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j6Qk2__TIw4/Tp21RmQqcAI/AAAAAAAADVY/NlC2yvrRGxQ/s320/IMG_5564.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿It has become a yearly tradtion to go at least once per summer. We have also gone in September when the weather is still nice and the campground almost empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5xpj944uGyU/Tp21Z_L6D3I/AAAAAAAADVg/wuXIVnkWxHw/s1600/IMG_5565.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5xpj944uGyU/Tp21Z_L6D3I/AAAAAAAADVg/wuXIVnkWxHw/s320/IMG_5565.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is room to stretch out if we happen to get some rain.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FMdYByGUK38/Tp21yOreIYI/AAAAAAAADVo/AJjMbqLHQe8/s1600/IMG_5567.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FMdYByGUK38/Tp21yOreIYI/AAAAAAAADVo/AJjMbqLHQe8/s320/IMG_5567.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Curtains can be drawn for early to bed kids.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nUseN2CYbvo/Tp22iMoQGHI/AAAAAAAADVw/f4CXAPQFhvI/s1600/IMG_5571.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nUseN2CYbvo/Tp22iMoQGHI/AAAAAAAADVw/f4CXAPQFhvI/s320/IMG_5571.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are pretty spoiled I think. We can even bring movies to watch on the laptop when some have gone to bed and others aren't quite ready.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_p5MObn2OE/Tp23JOyJx-I/AAAAAAAADV4/1fZmKMdCrZI/s1600/IMG_5572.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_p5MObn2OE/Tp23JOyJx-I/AAAAAAAADV4/1fZmKMdCrZI/s320/IMG_5572.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each campsite has a firepit and table.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bBAdXO3Ps4g/Tp24MMDI9fI/AAAAAAAADWA/rIgZFO1qSaY/s1600/IMG_5576.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bBAdXO3Ps4g/Tp24MMDI9fI/AAAAAAAADWA/rIgZFO1qSaY/s320/IMG_5576.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rza1Y0KAVvE/Tp24nmR-hWI/AAAAAAAADWI/OK2mnp-hZAs/s1600/IMG_5613.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rza1Y0KAVvE/Tp24nmR-hWI/AAAAAAAADWI/OK2mnp-hZAs/s320/IMG_5613.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steve doesn't take the time to read very much but he almost always has a book when we are camping. He started and finished that one on our four day trip.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XAi8QWqfc9o/Tp25IXv-SDI/AAAAAAAADWQ/E4k8JgwojkY/s1600/IMG_5616.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XAi8QWqfc9o/Tp25IXv-SDI/AAAAAAAADWQ/E4k8JgwojkY/s320/IMG_5616.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lots of memories are made away from the busyness of the daily grind. (Wow﻿, those are some diva sunglasses. Thanks, Lil!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MtnuZxBc9nA/Tp25lEslkHI/AAAAAAAADWY/ACLP5IU4pKI/s1600/IMG_5580.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MtnuZxBc9nA/Tp25lEslkHI/AAAAAAAADWY/ACLP5IU4pKI/s320/IMG_5580.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time for games, just plain time.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YX9YxLVPwTE/Tp26NzyO0mI/AAAAAAAADWg/cd8gpKip1n8/s1600/IMG_5627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YX9YxLVPwTE/Tp26NzyO0mI/AAAAAAAADWg/cd8gpKip1n8/s320/IMG_5627.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't wait to go again next year. Hmm, might need to see about winter camping this year.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-5062681845097203288?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/5062681845097203288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=5062681845097203288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5062681845097203288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5062681845097203288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/10/favorite-place_18.html' title='Favorite Place'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-18WBus0Ahc0/Tp20hG02OjI/AAAAAAAADVI/E9kBdZNtgFc/s72-c/IMG_5562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-3143833233704895050</id><published>2011-10-07T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T06:56:28.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun weekend ahead</title><content type='html'>I am so excited for this weekend. If you want to know why click on &lt;a href="http://www.makingthegradereviews.blogspot.com/"&gt;this link to my review blog&lt;/a&gt;. See you there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-3143833233704895050?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/3143833233704895050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=3143833233704895050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3143833233704895050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3143833233704895050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/10/fun-weekend-ahead.html' title='Fun weekend ahead'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-2212139698776452668</id><published>2011-09-26T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T10:31:32.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School organization</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have found keeping our school supplies and books to be a bit of a challenge over the years.&amp;nbsp;I have tried various methods including some shelving in our garage. Having the items in the garage proved to be unwise. There is a saying that I have found to be true - "Children don't do what you expect, they do what you inspect."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QlNkjFoFmsY/ToC0szMWn6I/AAAAAAAADVE/39ZHPQ3XP-0/s1600/IMG_7223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QlNkjFoFmsY/ToC0szMWn6I/AAAAAAAADVE/39ZHPQ3XP-0/s320/IMG_7223.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had the thought that if our supplies were visible to me I could monitor those who were being less than careful about putting items away.﻿ I also enjoy looking at organized school supplies so win-win. There are boxes that hold manipulatives, magazine holders that hold seperated subjects and activites and then there are the planners that the kids use to organize reports and papers they are writing. Two weeks in and so far, so good. I still need to make labels for the magazine holders but have been too busy schooling so far. I am really enjoying how nice the shelves look each day and love even more that there is a place for everything and every in its place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-2212139698776452668?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/2212139698776452668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=2212139698776452668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/2212139698776452668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/2212139698776452668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/09/school-organization.html' title='School organization'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QlNkjFoFmsY/ToC0szMWn6I/AAAAAAAADVE/39ZHPQ3XP-0/s72-c/IMG_7223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-3509709756688791934</id><published>2011-09-20T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T11:23:39.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving money and sanity while traveling with a young family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is no secret that traveling with a larger than average family can be spendy. A few years ago we purchased a tent trailer so that we would be able to go on vacation more often but not spend very much. The size of our family requires two hotel rooms for each stay. That adds up and having a trailer instead means we have plenty of room, a bathroom and a place to cook. This year we upgraded to a hybrid trailer that was less complicated to set up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QE-3H0k9nYA/TnjP5hW4vyI/AAAAAAAADUs/iaPpoaytm2k/s1600/IMG_6348.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QE-3H0k9nYA/TnjP5hW4vyI/AAAAAAAADUs/iaPpoaytm2k/s320/IMG_6348.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We attended a family reunion in Canada about nine hundred miles away and came up with a plan to make sure the spending didn't get out of control. Having a plan means less chaos and less spending.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zG2CkQ9YL6M/TnjQkP5mu-I/AAAAAAAADUw/iugNpmlL7ew/s1600/IMG_6339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zG2CkQ9YL6M/TnjQkP5mu-I/AAAAAAAADUw/iugNpmlL7ew/s320/IMG_6339.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is a bank of cabinets under the boys' bed for storage. I purchased﻿ foldable bins that fit very well in the cabinets. Each of the kids had their own bin that held their clothing for&amp;nbsp;five to six&amp;nbsp;days. We were gone for ten days and did laundry at a campground half way through the trip. The shower worked great as a laundry basket since we were using campground facilities for showers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I_ZAgsyWH0k/TnjRKRO0QkI/AAAAAAAADU0/opj5LLCF4Ug/s1600/IMG_6342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I_ZAgsyWH0k/TnjRKRO0QkI/AAAAAAAADU0/opj5LLCF4Ug/s320/IMG_6342.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We weren't sure what the weather would be the entire time&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;knew that some mornings would be chilly. The bank of hooks by the kids area served well for all of our jackets.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hH62c6u9trM/TnjRxOzPEmI/AAAAAAAADU4/IjOHXwM91z0/s1600/IMG_6343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hH62c6u9trM/TnjRxOzPEmI/AAAAAAAADU4/IjOHXwM91z0/s320/IMG_6343.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a second area of hooks on the outside of the bathroom that worked perfectly for bath towels, kitchen towels and swim suits.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y2mDYLszkF8/TnjSXGdQ_uI/AAAAAAAADU8/V9xNyo3XP6Y/s1600/IMG_6344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y2mDYLszkF8/TnjSXGdQ_uI/AAAAAAAADU8/V9xNyo3XP6Y/s320/IMG_6344.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had tried a large tote bag for toiletries on trips past but we always found ourselves having to dig through items that had sank to the bottom each day. ﻿It wasted time and was a little frustrating at times. This toiletry bag I found at Target for less than $7 was the perfect solution. The fabric wipes off and&amp;nbsp;each pocket&amp;nbsp;has a couple&amp;nbsp;of little riveted holes in case a shampoo bottle or toothbrush is still wet when it is put away. I kept toiletries as well as medications and first aid items in this bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zax1Y8FASS8/TnjTO_tWMAI/AAAAAAAADVA/W0iXESZLTW8/s1600/IMG_6347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zax1Y8FASS8/TnjTO_tWMAI/AAAAAAAADVA/W0iXESZLTW8/s320/IMG_6347.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is no secret that a&amp;nbsp;big budget buster on a trip is food. We worked hard ahead of time on food prep and organization. I made two quiches and 2 dinners of burrito mix. We had lots of lunch meats, breads, chips, bagels, cream cheese, eggs, cheese sticks and fruit. Our goal was to only eat out once per day and we did really well with that. Alternating&amp;nbsp;each day&amp;nbsp;purchasing dinner&amp;nbsp;or lunch helped so that we didn't get tired of the same foods. Also, sticking to places like Subway also kept it affordable and less greasy. I used my regular grocery budget for the make ahead meals and we really only spent about $20-$30 each day eating out which came out of the trip fund.&amp;nbsp;All in all we were able to stay under budget with a minimal amount of chaos. What do you do to keep costs in check while traveling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-3509709756688791934?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/3509709756688791934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=3509709756688791934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3509709756688791934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3509709756688791934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/09/saving-money-and-sanity-while-traveling.html' title='Saving money and sanity while traveling with a young family'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QE-3H0k9nYA/TnjP5hW4vyI/AAAAAAAADUs/iaPpoaytm2k/s72-c/IMG_6348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-6444266860374608153</id><published>2011-09-19T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T12:50:19.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8f7sJASkSzA/Tnd95G7IIiI/AAAAAAAADUo/V3Igt_flwDg/s1600/IMG_6791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8f7sJASkSzA/Tnd95G7IIiI/AAAAAAAADUo/V3Igt_flwDg/s320/IMG_6791.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know it looks like I fell off the face of the earth but I didn't. We went on our big trip up north and when we got back we hit the ground running. There has been school planning, firewood cutting, house rearranging and organizing and the never ending laundry pile. Then there was the matter of the almost 600 ears of corn that were gifted to us. Talk about a busy summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dk7OSi1l-GY/Tnd1wQnaqWI/AAAAAAAADUY/wE3ZJ8KfUyI/s1600/IMG_6797.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dk7OSi1l-GY/Tnd1wQnaqWI/AAAAAAAADUY/wE3ZJ8KfUyI/s320/IMG_6797.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tend to do my writing when the kids do theirs for school. Since summer arrived late here in the Pacific Northwest we decided to start school a few weeks later than the public schools. We have been taking advantage of the nice weather to get our firewood prepped and canning finished.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9uYpKgvnfUI/Tnd2UXHx0hI/AAAAAAAADUc/YtjKFzQUAsg/s1600/IMG_6799.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9uYpKgvnfUI/Tnd2UXHx0hI/AAAAAAAADUc/YtjKFzQUAsg/s320/IMG_6799.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We opted to have a log truck deliver a load of firewood to my husband's mother's property. It will come out less money wise in the end to purchase it this way and her property has a much larger driveway than we have to give us room to cut it up.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wiji8Ogkmwo/Tnd3Jnr6KjI/AAAAAAAADUg/evNPEJjIjlo/s1600/IMG_6804.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wiji8Ogkmwo/Tnd3Jnr6KjI/AAAAAAAADUg/evNPEJjIjlo/s320/IMG_6804.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steve has been faithfully spending his free time working away at the pile and Nathaniel has been working along side sorting big pieces from little pieces. Big pieces stay there to be cut again and small ones that are ready to be split get stacked in the back of the truck.&lt;span id="goog_843965399"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_843965400"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5rMiKsjxNjE/Tnd37dQjuKI/AAAAAAAADUk/9IG3UDQUqK4/s1600/IMG_6805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5rMiKsjxNjE/Tnd37dQjuKI/AAAAAAAADUk/9IG3UDQUqK4/s320/IMG_6805.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has been a family affair though Steve and Nathaniel have been doing the lion's share of the work. Splitting has started over at our house and the first stack has been moved into the new covered area that Steve built behind our garden shed. ﻿More pics and stories to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-6444266860374608153?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/6444266860374608153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=6444266860374608153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/6444266860374608153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/6444266860374608153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/09/fall-is-here.html' title='Fall is here'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8f7sJASkSzA/Tnd95G7IIiI/AAAAAAAADUo/V3Igt_flwDg/s72-c/IMG_6791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-3494080732902413078</id><published>2011-08-17T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T20:38:20.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headed North</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We found a great little resort/campground in Northern Idaho to stay at for our first night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IaIHUQLCXa8/TkyD6AS_ZKI/AAAAAAAADUI/lf9cIb2UATs/s1600/IMG_6300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IaIHUQLCXa8/TkyD6AS_ZKI/AAAAAAAADUI/lf9cIb2UATs/s320/IMG_6300.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It has a giant chess set that was alot of fun for our kids to play with while we are were unwinding from the long drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VcE58c7yg2k/TkyEr7trmGI/AAAAAAAADUM/FrTgcCtauM0/s1600/IMG_6302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VcE58c7yg2k/TkyEr7trmGI/AAAAAAAADUM/FrTgcCtauM0/s320/IMG_6302.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The pieces were huge though they were made of plastic so still easy for all of them to move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X_RlpvADCVg/TkyFU-cbDLI/AAAAAAAADUQ/vDxb-G5CpOA/s1600/IMG_6304.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X_RlpvADCVg/TkyFU-cbDLI/AAAAAAAADUQ/vDxb-G5CpOA/s320/IMG_6304.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We are having lots of fun and can't wait to see what else is in store for us up North!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aiN4ZE576lA/TkyGBaMNU4I/AAAAAAAADUU/Pf8TkNAii3Q/s1600/IMG_6329.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aiN4ZE576lA/TkyGBaMNU4I/AAAAAAAADUU/Pf8TkNAii3Q/s320/IMG_6329.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Run, kids, run! We still have a few more hours to travel tomorrow.﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-3494080732902413078?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/3494080732902413078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=3494080732902413078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3494080732902413078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3494080732902413078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/08/headed-north.html' title='Headed North'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IaIHUQLCXa8/TkyD6AS_ZKI/AAAAAAAADUI/lf9cIb2UATs/s72-c/IMG_6300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-4924910545882696914</id><published>2011-08-16T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T07:32:03.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have we been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSwXPSmLAF8/Tkp94ggpXzI/AAAAAAAADUE/u2tULGYxs6M/s1600/IMG_6224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSwXPSmLAF8/Tkp94ggpXzI/AAAAAAAADUE/u2tULGYxs6M/s320/IMG_6224.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It has been one wild and crazy summer so far. It was late to arrive so now we are trying to cram everything in while the sun is shining. We have been to the lake, made icecream several times, continued junior high youth, bought three storage units, had a garage sale and now to top it all off we are headed to Canada. We are in full swing of the final preperations. The trailer is getting packed, clothing is getting organized, house is getting clean&amp;nbsp;and lists have been made and re-made. I am working on some posts about how we are organizing for seven people for a road trip. Things like how we will save on meals, pack our stuff and keep five kids busy for the long ride north. We are all excited to see new landscape and have some fun on the road. Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-4924910545882696914?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/4924910545882696914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=4924910545882696914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4924910545882696914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4924910545882696914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/08/where-have-we-been.html' title='Where have we been?'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSwXPSmLAF8/Tkp94ggpXzI/AAAAAAAADUE/u2tULGYxs6M/s72-c/IMG_6224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-7988793450936395856</id><published>2011-08-09T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T08:18:43.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The internet is our friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are in the final stages of getting ready for a really big trip to Canada. We are towing our trailer and safety requires us to install a special trailer brake. Installing said trailer brake will reduce the amount that our vehicle will have to stop the trailer if you wondered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jnfn8xktEyo/TkFK2z-W7iI/AAAAAAAADT4/6aCsJlS5H5U/s1600/IMG_6222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jnfn8xktEyo/TkFK2z-W7iI/AAAAAAAADT4/6aCsJlS5H5U/s320/IMG_6222.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had received a quote of $300 to have one installed. Steve decided before scheduling it he would see if he could look online and see how hard it would be to do it himself. He found a 4 minute real time video. 4 minutes, people.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rfsu4z3dYDo/TkFLRwC9wtI/AAAAAAAADT8/-0zbuZ_wFpQ/s1600/IMG_6223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rfsu4z3dYDo/TkFLRwC9wtI/AAAAAAAADT8/-0zbuZ_wFpQ/s320/IMG_6223.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Long story short, $98.50 later and we have our trailer brake installed.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IPh1Ta9Uwro/TkFL2cGYUyI/AAAAAAAADUA/yNt8z8n2S4I/s1600/IMG_6233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IPh1Ta9Uwro/TkFL2cGYUyI/AAAAAAAADUA/yNt8z8n2S4I/s320/IMG_6233.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then a few days later the resistor that controls the blower fan up front went out. That meant no AC up front. That meant a hot momma. That meant trouble. Enter more videos. One ten minute video and $54.99 and we had a fixed fan. Yay, internet and Steve!!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-7988793450936395856?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/7988793450936395856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=7988793450936395856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/7988793450936395856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/7988793450936395856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/08/internet-is-our-friend.html' title='The internet is our friend'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jnfn8xktEyo/TkFK2z-W7iI/AAAAAAAADT4/6aCsJlS5H5U/s72-c/IMG_6222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-3827151323639864024</id><published>2011-07-26T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T07:39:18.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food, folks and fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We cooked up the beans last night and it was fantastic.&amp;nbsp;Boil snapped beans&amp;nbsp;for 20 minutes, add the new potatoes and bacon then boil for another 20 minutes or so. Perfection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4EENYGwT8KM/Ti7NTEpMAYI/AAAAAAAADTg/6crT9IJgVpU/s1600/IMG_6147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4EENYGwT8KM/Ti7NTEpMAYI/AAAAAAAADTg/6crT9IJgVpU/s320/IMG_6147.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also made a cucumber/corn/tomato salad﻿. It was so fresh and screamed summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s_ODO2FMKTY/Ti7NqhrCxQI/AAAAAAAADTk/L8sxUEvR9fM/s1600/IMG_6148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s_ODO2FMKTY/Ti7NqhrCxQI/AAAAAAAADTk/L8sxUEvR9fM/s320/IMG_6148.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We invited my husband's sister and her husband. We wined (iced tea) and dined. The kids were throwing the football around the yard while we visited as the sun was going down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rq86TkEFkEo/Ti7OAwk8evI/AAAAAAAADTo/Bqb2lHZ5GOw/s1600/IMG_6149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rq86TkEFkEo/Ti7OAwk8evI/AAAAAAAADTo/Bqb2lHZ5GOw/s320/IMG_6149.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been craving corn on the cob and found it 5 for $1 this weekend. I'm pretty&amp;nbsp;sure we haven't seen that price in a few years. It did not disappoint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0vwUf2UbVJM/Ti7Odry8SPI/AAAAAAAADTs/Ul_urYASxrU/s1600/IMG_6150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0vwUf2UbVJM/Ti7Odry8SPI/AAAAAAAADTs/Ul_urYASxrU/s320/IMG_6150.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grilled pork rounded out the meal as our protein.﻿ Dinner on the deck as the sun went down proved to be so much fun. Life gets so busy and we often forget to stop and enjoy the simpler things in life. It doesn't take much to make the every day feel special. Last night it was a colorful tablecloth and summer foods on the table on the deck. Love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-3827151323639864024?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/3827151323639864024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=3827151323639864024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3827151323639864024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3827151323639864024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/07/food-folks-and-fun.html' title='Food, folks and fun'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4EENYGwT8KM/Ti7NTEpMAYI/AAAAAAAADTg/6crT9IJgVpU/s72-c/IMG_6147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-5081061019440375268</id><published>2011-07-25T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T14:06:40.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We picked up some new potatoes at the farmer's market last week.&amp;nbsp;The&amp;nbsp;plan was&amp;nbsp;to boil them this week with some green beans we canned last year&amp;nbsp;as well as&amp;nbsp;with some yummy bacon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dsdcd9Ngz34/Ti3WjQF3MlI/AAAAAAAADTI/JoBdRQpooJY/s1600/IMG_6136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dsdcd9Ngz34/Ti3WjQF3MlI/AAAAAAAADTI/JoBdRQpooJY/s320/IMG_6136.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was&amp;nbsp;ecstatic when I went&amp;nbsp;out to the garden&amp;nbsp;this morning and found that the plants were ready for the first small picking. Fresh green beans tonight!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MhGtibBmPas/Ti3W6kelcYI/AAAAAAAADTM/MaJ3imqU2mY/s1600/IMG_6138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MhGtibBmPas/Ti3W6kelcYI/AAAAAAAADTM/MaJ3imqU2mY/s320/IMG_6138.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone was having a hard time waiting for dinner. Can you blame him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfGk7Uckn-s/Ti3X2BXQIlI/AAAAAAAADTQ/OnhmE4sD-jo/s1600/IMG_6141.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfGk7Uckn-s/Ti3X2BXQIlI/AAAAAAAADTQ/OnhmE4sD-jo/s320/IMG_6141.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The garden has been doing really well despite the lack of sun we have had this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ylGHlyAlFzA/Ti3YCOE1XPI/AAAAAAAADTU/f1lc-SuD8G4/s1600/IMG_6142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ylGHlyAlFzA/Ti3YCOE1XPI/AAAAAAAADTU/f1lc-SuD8G4/s320/IMG_6142.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you see that little pickling cucumber? I&amp;nbsp;could be pickling very, very soon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vf6fMsnDHu4/Ti3YTABbfiI/AAAAAAAADTY/3CH6cPbk2tI/s1600/IMG_6143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vf6fMsnDHu4/Ti3YTABbfiI/AAAAAAAADTY/3CH6cPbk2tI/s320/IMG_6143.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It appears we have a little stowaway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ArLDybgOrmI/Ti3YYDP7DTI/AAAAAAAADTc/hMmGRHxD2r8/s1600/IMG_6146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ArLDybgOrmI/Ti3YYDP7DTI/AAAAAAAADTc/hMmGRHxD2r8/s320/IMG_6146.JPG" t$="true" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Is it my imagination or is that tomato turning orange? There is no better food to me than a plate of sliced, fresh garden tomatoes. I love summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-5081061019440375268?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/5081061019440375268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=5081061019440375268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5081061019440375268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5081061019440375268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/07/garden-update.html' title='Garden Update'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dsdcd9Ngz34/Ti3WjQF3MlI/AAAAAAAADTI/JoBdRQpooJY/s72-c/IMG_6136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-1176191588784448883</id><published>2011-07-18T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T11:51:34.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeknight Entertainment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We have some options for entertainment around here. Our kids just by themselves make us laugh alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4M7_38whNpM/TiRoYkF0rlI/AAAAAAAADSc/8R5ZAY5Fg1Y/s1600/IMG_6054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4M7_38whNpM/TiRoYkF0rlI/AAAAAAAADSc/8R5ZAY5Fg1Y/s320/IMG_6054.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Whether playing the guitar or cards, there really is not a shortage of things to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9uedmKXp4wE/TiRpRorURgI/AAAAAAAADSg/96dZXaD6Fog/s1600/IMG_6059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9uedmKXp4wE/TiRpRorURgI/AAAAAAAADSg/96dZXaD6Fog/s320/IMG_6059.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;How are those hands looking, girls???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FYYYuY7-qLw/TiRpuJNQHMI/AAAAAAAADSk/AXN48nqljr4/s1600/IMG_6060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FYYYuY7-qLw/TiRpuJNQHMI/AAAAAAAADSk/AXN48nqljr4/s320/IMG_6060.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last week the kids decided they wanted to come up with something different to do.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m7rrcEqkreY/TiRqs7nDc7I/AAAAAAAADSo/NfxGiB0VFgE/s1600/IMG_6061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m7rrcEqkreY/TiRqs7nDc7I/AAAAAAAADSo/NfxGiB0VFgE/s320/IMG_6061.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Enter any loose items that could be moved to make an obstacle wall.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b9NeGjJAlUY/TiRrUPYu66I/AAAAAAAADSs/hemXJLZn7m8/s1600/IMG_6063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b9NeGjJAlUY/TiRrUPYu66I/AAAAAAAADSs/hemXJLZn7m8/s320/IMG_6063.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We have varying degrees of skill level in our family.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RWigmDwuehE/TiRxBpOMQxI/AAAAAAAADS8/6ywqJkYRmHs/s1600/IMG_6064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RWigmDwuehE/TiRxBpOMQxI/AAAAAAAADS8/6ywqJkYRmHs/s320/IMG_6064.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;More effort was required from some family members.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t_My1iVn8zE/TiR6fvSjTFI/AAAAAAAADTA/m0rZb56Q2HI/s1600/IMG_6065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t_My1iVn8zE/TiR6fvSjTFI/AAAAAAAADTA/m0rZb56Q2HI/s320/IMG_6065.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Way to clear the hurdle, Ellie!&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lRKV3kzo8dA/TiR7R-ruVkI/AAAAAAAADTE/UYt2Okb6MCg/s1600/IMG_6066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lRKV3kzo8dA/TiR7R-ruVkI/AAAAAAAADTE/UYt2Okb6MCg/s320/IMG_6066.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Man, that boy can jump and barefoot, too. He prefers it that way. I can safely say he did not get that ability from this mom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-1176191588784448883?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/1176191588784448883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=1176191588784448883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1176191588784448883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1176191588784448883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/07/weeknight-entertainment.html' title='Weeknight Entertainment'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4M7_38whNpM/TiRoYkF0rlI/AAAAAAAADSc/8R5ZAY5Fg1Y/s72-c/IMG_6054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-7997676098076063129</id><published>2011-06-23T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T10:23:09.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls with guitars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She has wanted to play the guitar for a long time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-efqTGyOhjW0/TgNzCaV-taI/AAAAAAAADSE/WG8abek0KRE/s1600/IMG_5880.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-efqTGyOhjW0/TgNzCaV-taI/AAAAAAAADSE/WG8abek0KRE/s320/IMG_5880.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had given her a child size guitar for her birthday several years back but she had long outgrown it.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zi8jGZDOZ9o/TgNzmanrJrI/AAAAAAAADSI/4IsiURGsUtk/s1600/IMG_5881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zi8jGZDOZ9o/TgNzmanrJrI/AAAAAAAADSI/4IsiURGsUtk/s320/IMG_5881.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recently she had mentioned that she would really like a full size guitar to learn on.﻿ She thought maybe her younger brother could enjoy the small guitar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fhWm7-93Cuc/TgN0H1CeZEI/AAAAAAAADSM/3KIg_YfUlzI/s1600/IMG_5878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fhWm7-93Cuc/TgN0H1CeZEI/AAAAAAAADSM/3KIg_YfUlzI/s320/IMG_5878.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So when we purchased a storage unit and found a nice guitar inside we knew we would be making one ten year old girl very happy. Steve&amp;nbsp;replaced the&amp;nbsp;strings, tuned it and away they went. Music to our ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-7997676098076063129?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/7997676098076063129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=7997676098076063129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/7997676098076063129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/7997676098076063129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/06/girls-with-guitars.html' title='Girls with guitars'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-efqTGyOhjW0/TgNzCaV-taI/AAAAAAAADSE/WG8abek0KRE/s72-c/IMG_5880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-3982463752180988146</id><published>2011-06-22T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T14:23:07.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Wordless Wednesday - Summer Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQlOI4P05Lo/TgJZy_pfi1I/AAAAAAAADR0/uPkVbT6DTwo/s1600/IMG_5936.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQlOI4P05Lo/TgJZy_pfi1I/AAAAAAAADR0/uPkVbT6DTwo/s320/IMG_5936.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Persuing personal interests.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9RMqS6cxUAo/TgJaVnvcUzI/AAAAAAAADR4/u0SepDSg7jw/s1600/IMG_5940.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9RMqS6cxUAo/TgJaVnvcUzI/AAAAAAAADR4/u0SepDSg7jw/s320/IMG_5940.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Making strawberry jam.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xM535EStQmU/TgJa2bj7RNI/AAAAAAAADR8/WSni4HAwkI4/s1600/IMG_5942.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xM535EStQmU/TgJa2bj7RNI/AAAAAAAADR8/WSni4HAwkI4/s320/IMG_5942.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Summer library reading program.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V7p_ep2j-D4/TgJbNQF4pyI/AAAAAAAADSA/UmrNOPTmNXg/s1600/IMG_5933.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V7p_ep2j-D4/TgJbNQF4pyI/AAAAAAAADSA/UmrNOPTmNXg/s320/IMG_5933.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Summer sunset as seen from the backyard.)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-3982463752180988146?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/3982463752180988146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=3982463752180988146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3982463752180988146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3982463752180988146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/06/almost-wordless-wednesday-summer.html' title='Almost Wordless Wednesday - Summer Edition'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQlOI4P05Lo/TgJZy_pfi1I/AAAAAAAADR0/uPkVbT6DTwo/s72-c/IMG_5936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-5768698851519233357</id><published>2011-06-20T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T12:18:15.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CUHRAZY!!!</title><content type='html'>That would be a description of my life right now. We always look forward to summer but it doesn't mean less work, just different work. I like the change of scenery but we have filled our plates for this month. First we finished up school but&amp;nbsp;I am still doing some correcting for olders who were working towards a specific goal. Next is the tent trailer clean-up we are working on so we can sell it. (Yay! New school books!) The garden is in and growing be it slow. The Pacific Northwest hasn't been so great for gardening the last few years. We are hopeful this year will be better than last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&amp;nbsp;are now the proud owners of two bunnies&amp;nbsp;for a&amp;nbsp;certain ten year old girl.&amp;nbsp;Thumper and Chubby are the names they came with and they&amp;nbsp;need supplies and attention. So far, said ten year has been doing a fantastic job of taking care of most of this on her own. Her and daddy are building a double hutch as they are a boy and girl and well...let's just say we are happy with just two bunnies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest venture we are working on currently is that of storage auctions. Have you ever seen Storage Wars or Auction Hunters? They are two favorite shows around here and we are doing something similar. We purchased our first two units last week and are sorting through and selling contents. Not an easy task my friends but fun so far. The jury is still out on whether or not this is a worthwhile venture for us. We intend to go to one more auction, have a garage sale and see where the bottom line ends up before deciding to continue. I would like to say that it is not glamorous by any stretch of the imagination but Steve and I love auctions and we are enjoying doing something like this together. We make a pretty good bidding team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop, which has all&amp;nbsp;of my pics on it, seems to have bit the dust. My tech guy is hoping to recover my info so I can post some pictures of our adventures again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to scrub the trailer. Makes me tired just thinking about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-5768698851519233357?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/5768698851519233357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=5768698851519233357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5768698851519233357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5768698851519233357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/06/cuhrazy.html' title='CUHRAZY!!!'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-5385823782088382264</id><published>2011-06-02T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T10:08:23.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New digs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We purchased a tent trailer almost&amp;nbsp;three years ago. It sleeps&amp;nbsp;ten and has served us really well. The fact that we are a family of&amp;nbsp;seven means that finding hotels that will sleep all of us in one room is difficult. The&amp;nbsp;two drawbacks to the tent trailer have&amp;nbsp;been 1) no bathroom and 2) set-up has become difficult after Steve's shoulder injury and surgery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hMO9Y2d9qHA/Tee8cBw1YmI/AAAAAAAADRw/nDLYUNFQbtg/s1600/DSCN6641.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hMO9Y2d9qHA/Tee8cBw1YmI/AAAAAAAADRw/nDLYUNFQbtg/s320/DSCN6641.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We only used the trailer once last year and decided it was time to upgrade. The fold out bed feature worked for us but putting the roof up and down did not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aVMctcbvkYQ/Tee4AlIpvPI/AAAAAAAADRY/UbTytFG6IOE/s1600/IMG_2461.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aVMctcbvkYQ/Tee4AlIpvPI/AAAAAAAADRY/UbTytFG6IOE/s320/IMG_2461.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Enter the hybrid trailer. It also sleeps&amp;nbsp;ten people&amp;nbsp;but it has a bathroom AND the beds pop down instead of sliding out. Perfect!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M2T_NGlQZWc/Tee4h62kK5I/AAAAAAAADRc/YgIfe9TJ4h8/s1600/IMG_2471.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M2T_NGlQZWc/Tee4h62kK5I/AAAAAAAADRc/YgIfe9TJ4h8/s320/IMG_2471.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Due to the size of the beds we will be able to still sleep all&amp;nbsp;seven of us on the&amp;nbsp;three pop-out beds and leave the table and sofa set up to use daily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kZ_A_RjVA-0/Tee4ra-eVHI/AAAAAAAADRg/GSSF0mYwGDw/s1600/IMG_2478.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kZ_A_RjVA-0/Tee4ra-eVHI/AAAAAAAADRg/GSSF0mYwGDw/s320/IMG_2478.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Each bed area has a curtain to close it off making nap times easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-56xuKpY0k1w/Tee4v8m5MII/AAAAAAAADRk/VmIo_72oUh4/s1600/IMG_2473.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-56xuKpY0k1w/Tee4v8m5MII/AAAAAAAADRk/VmIo_72oUh4/s320/IMG_2473.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The fridge is bigger than the one we had in our tent trailer and the kitchen will be perfect for making camping meals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hUp5YbpX5yk/Tee40VTc8_I/AAAAAAAADRo/6aUPa3_d95w/s1600/IMG_2489.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hUp5YbpX5yk/Tee40VTc8_I/AAAAAAAADRo/6aUPa3_d95w/s320/IMG_2489.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We found this trailer used but it looks new. Also, being a hybrid means it is only 22 1/2 feet long for easy towing but 29 feet long when extended making for lots of room for all of us. Score!!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMeYIWx1ti0/Tee42Mq714I/AAAAAAAADRs/YUOlKMBDNNs/s1600/IMG_2496.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMeYIWx1ti0/Tee42Mq714I/AAAAAAAADRs/YUOlKMBDNNs/s320/IMG_2496.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We can't wait to take it out camping very soon. We also have a trip planned to Canada for a family reunion this summer.&amp;nbsp;The comforts of home&amp;nbsp;while seeing some of God's amazing handiwork on the road, how perfect is that?&amp;nbsp;Also, we are fans of not having very much in the Blazer with&amp;nbsp;us while we drive.&amp;nbsp;Can. Not. Wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(We haven't moved, these pictures were taken before we purchased the trailer.)&amp;nbsp;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-5385823782088382264?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/5385823782088382264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=5385823782088382264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5385823782088382264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5385823782088382264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-digs.html' title='New digs'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hMO9Y2d9qHA/Tee8cBw1YmI/AAAAAAAADRw/nDLYUNFQbtg/s72-c/DSCN6641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-1942229897038971511</id><published>2011-05-17T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T09:04:15.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's that time again. Time for freshly tilled dirt and newly planted seeds and plants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iSp-f5p3tOA/TdFZ3-qggoI/AAAAAAAADQ8/OCGDxY0JLxo/s1600/IMG_5335.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iSp-f5p3tOA/TdFZ3-qggoI/AAAAAAAADQ8/OCGDxY0JLxo/s320/IMG_5335.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gardening can save a lot of money through out the year but starting up isn't free. I am determined to keep track of costs and yield this year to see how much it benefits us. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ke49DhvZ_OA/TdFdy9pSnsI/AAAAAAAADRA/e2J7evZeX_I/s1600/IMG_5336.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ke49DhvZ_OA/TdFdy9pSnsI/AAAAAAAADRA/e2J7evZeX_I/s320/IMG_5336.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So far we have spent $32 on soil and compost, $11.48 in seeds and $30 in plants for a total of $73.48.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IRyM_gaUa0Q/TdFpUwL9CCI/AAAAAAAADRE/tDBkX2mzrYE/s1600/IMG_5337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IRyM_gaUa0Q/TdFpUwL9CCI/AAAAAAAADRE/tDBkX2mzrYE/s320/IMG_5337.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also have two fruit trees, an apple and a prune. I hope to find a food scale to use for weighing the produce we harvest this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysqMEStRjmM/TdFr-GTTbEI/AAAAAAAADRI/Pr10pyTVb18/s1600/IMG_5338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ysqMEStRjmM/TdFr-GTTbEI/AAAAAAAADRI/Pr10pyTVb18/s320/IMG_5338.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are all about the fancy around here. Yes, those are milk jugs covering my peppers. They like to be warm and here in the Pacific NW we have to help them out a little.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-elw9WRW1-u8/TdFu_SJfAjI/AAAAAAAADRM/VH7O9o7zlsE/s1600/IMG_5341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-elw9WRW1-u8/TdFu_SJfAjI/AAAAAAAADRM/VH7O9o7zlsE/s320/IMG_5341.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those are our cucumber mounds up there. The pickling cucs like to vine out so hilling works really well. My guys worked really hard this weekend getting everything tilled, raked and staked out. I love it!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5_ESA-TOdBo/TdFvuBvVcMI/AAAAAAAADRQ/VEaw6vlaP9I/s1600/IMG_5342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5_ESA-TOdBo/TdFvuBvVcMI/AAAAAAAADRQ/VEaw6vlaP9I/s320/IMG_5342.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The strawberries are blooming, too. Ahh, the promise of summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w64IDErNyeY/TdF4qVZrchI/AAAAAAAADRU/7Mq8JiVFcNc/s1600/IMG_5344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w64IDErNyeY/TdF4qVZrchI/AAAAAAAADRU/7Mq8JiVFcNc/s320/IMG_5344.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1649074370"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1649074371"&gt;Part of my mother's day gift was seeds for the salad garden. Love, love! We already have radishes and lettuce sprouting. I can't wait for fresh salad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-1942229897038971511?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/1942229897038971511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=1942229897038971511' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1942229897038971511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1942229897038971511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/05/garden-2011.html' title='Garden 2011'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iSp-f5p3tOA/TdFZ3-qggoI/AAAAAAAADQ8/OCGDxY0JLxo/s72-c/IMG_5335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-5430481036738706554</id><published>2011-05-11T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T09:08:37.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>Admittedly I have been MIA the last while. Life has been so busy with the weather giving us a few breaks, our library fines being paid (ahem) and trying to wrap up school. Here is our life in list form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for the garden are in full swing with our tomato and green pepper plants already purchased. Thank you boy scouts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The garden has been turned over once and compost is coming later today or tomorrow. Thanks, hon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three kids are in swimming lessons again and loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six of us are done at the dentist for the year. Four are done at the eye doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two kids and one daddy are getting new glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids are busy working on earning jobs around here. There are plenty of earning opportunities this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve helped me get our raised salad garden planted yesterday. Love, love, love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone is having a birthday soon and it's a big one. Plans are under way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on a re-org of my desk area. I am easily distracted by pretty things so hoping some pretty organizational items on my desk will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We purchased a new to us hybrid travel trailer. We are currently in the planning stages for two trips. One close to home and one out of country. Can. Not. Wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it in a nutshell. I am hoping I find my blogging mojo somewhere in the desk clutter. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-5430481036738706554?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/5430481036738706554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=5430481036738706554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5430481036738706554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5430481036738706554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/05/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-3670782045623943667</id><published>2011-04-21T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T08:09:27.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the road again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My parents recently purchased a travel trailer. They plan to take a few days here and there and travel&amp;nbsp;short distances&amp;nbsp;inluding to the&amp;nbsp; homes of their grown children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2-UZHaqMEV0/TbBFdUoC99I/AAAAAAAADQQ/Lf3ak9v415s/s1600/IMG_5224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2-UZHaqMEV0/TbBFdUoC99I/AAAAAAAADQQ/Lf3ak9v415s/s320/IMG_5224.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They came this last Sunday and we had such a great time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vFUjx2iRHXw/TbBFli9wKxI/AAAAAAAADQU/PuogysdHuFg/s1600/IMG_5228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vFUjx2iRHXw/TbBFli9wKxI/AAAAAAAADQU/PuogysdHuFg/s320/IMG_5228.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The only live about two hours away. But getting to share every day activities and meals was priceless.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VXNIOymiDio/TbBF_Jx6XdI/AAAAAAAADQY/nPRZt0tumWA/s1600/IMG_5235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VXNIOymiDio/TbBF_Jx6XdI/AAAAAAAADQY/nPRZt0tumWA/s320/IMG_5235.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They came in during school time and sat with the kids and talked about what they are working on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xNj_CYtLMmc/TbBGXWoIpnI/AAAAAAAADQc/NW8OvyNa9kM/s1600/IMG_5236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xNj_CYtLMmc/TbBGXWoIpnI/AAAAAAAADQc/NW8OvyNa9kM/s320/IMG_5236.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Giving help when needed. Love it.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cNrgZciQsGY/TbBHDrm3A4I/AAAAAAAADQg/2WtLimBfJ2U/s1600/IMG_5238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cNrgZciQsGY/TbBHDrm3A4I/AAAAAAAADQg/2WtLimBfJ2U/s320/IMG_5238.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The two days went by so fast. We can't wait for them to come back again!&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-3670782045623943667?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/3670782045623943667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=3670782045623943667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3670782045623943667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3670782045623943667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-road-again.html' title='On the road again'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2-UZHaqMEV0/TbBFdUoC99I/AAAAAAAADQQ/Lf3ak9v415s/s72-c/IMG_5224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-106244325265317439</id><published>2011-04-12T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T09:30:52.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clear as mud</title><content type='html'>Youngest had some money burning a whole in his pocket. I went out to run errands and he asked if I would stop at the Dollar Store and pick up a certain toy for him. I told him I would but when I got there I was having trouble locating said toy. I called home to ask for some help. He is six and this is what he told me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look for the pirate stuff. When you see the pirate stuff look to the right and to the left of the pirate stuff. If you can't find it then look more to the right and the left. Then just look everywhere in the toys."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, that was very helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find the toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going back today so he can look for himself. It would seem that my eyesight is going. I better get my eye appointment on the books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-106244325265317439?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/106244325265317439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=106244325265317439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/106244325265317439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/106244325265317439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/04/clear-as-mud.html' title='Clear as mud'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-8911965102085964911</id><published>2011-04-11T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T13:53:24.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review: Out Live Your Life by Max Lucado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WhrATLrVc_s/TaNjFiyglGI/AAAAAAAADQE/VKrCfIaE_kM/s1600/_200_360_Book_248_cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WhrATLrVc_s/TaNjFiyglGI/AAAAAAAADQE/VKrCfIaE_kM/s1600/_200_360_Book_248_cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently finishing&amp;nbsp;reading the book above by&amp;nbsp;Max Lucado. I have always enjoyed his writing style, especially his children's books. This one took me awhile to read. I think it did because it was a familiar theme, making a difference. I would feel inspired but would then get a bit bored after a chapter or two. I felt like the ideas were very good and the second chapter moved and inspired me to do more where I am emotionally as well as physical location. Each chapter ends with a scripture and prayer that gives a basic foundation for putting each chapter into practice. I did really appreciate in the last chapter where Lucado describes how we miss Jesus in the everyday, something I do all too often. Even&amp;nbsp;though this book is not my favorite writing of Max Lucado it is inspiring and a good read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This book was provided to me by Book Sneeze to read.&amp;nbsp;The opinions expressed in this post are my own and&amp;nbsp;I was not compensated in any other way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-8911965102085964911?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/8911965102085964911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=8911965102085964911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8911965102085964911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8911965102085964911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/04/book-review-out-live-your-life-by-max.html' title='Book Review: Out Live Your Life by Max Lucado'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WhrATLrVc_s/TaNjFiyglGI/AAAAAAAADQE/VKrCfIaE_kM/s72-c/_200_360_Book_248_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-7249515088309658468</id><published>2011-04-08T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T20:11:32.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The baby is a baby no more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The moment he has been waiting for finally arrived. He lost his first tooth and he couldn't be happier. Even his friends at Awana got to share in his excitement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-reWBFGiBsgA/TZ_LNFRSDRI/AAAAAAAADP8/pQMUV0iAy18/s1600/IMG_5166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-reWBFGiBsgA/TZ_LNFRSDRI/AAAAAAAADP8/pQMUV0iAy18/s320/IMG_5166.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This guy is always looking for things he can do like the "big kids".﻿ It's now time for his first dentist and eye appointments. It's something we usually right before our kids start school but somehow we missed doing that with Lij. He knows it's on the calendar and he can't wait, silly boy. If he knew what his mother went through on Tuesday he might not be so eager but I'm not telling. I think I will&amp;nbsp;let him enjoy his enthusiasm. This spring holds 7 dentist appointments and 7 eye appointments. We have 3 dentist appointments down this week and so far so good. No cavities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YcZD8wwssNw/TZ_MPk5PmaI/AAAAAAAADQA/H8jaEUaR8x0/s1600/IMG_5168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YcZD8wwssNw/TZ_MPk5PmaI/AAAAAAAADQA/H8jaEUaR8x0/s320/IMG_5168.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just recently he sunk his first basket and now a lost tooth! Where does the time go?﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-7249515088309658468?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/7249515088309658468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=7249515088309658468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/7249515088309658468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/7249515088309658468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/04/baby-is-baby-no-more.html' title='The baby is a baby no more'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-reWBFGiBsgA/TZ_LNFRSDRI/AAAAAAAADP8/pQMUV0iAy18/s72-c/IMG_5166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-833385765364195648</id><published>2011-04-01T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T09:54:07.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Vacation Ever!!! Part One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We had been planning and scheming for months﻿. The plan was to surprise the kids with a week long vacation to Southern California including three days at Disneyland. Surprise them we did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nbdruiKOfqA/TZNdcHxSDRI/AAAAAAAADOk/wwQp6tWBOIM/s1600/IMG_4789.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nbdruiKOfqA/TZNdcHxSDRI/AAAAAAAADOk/wwQp6tWBOIM/s320/IMG_4789.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;On the Friday night before the trip we took the kids to Nana's while we had date night. We picked up take out, came home and packed for everyone like two crazy people. We picked the kids up and brought them home to go to bed, all the while everything sat in the den waiting for the next morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NXj1JhzooKA/TZNdys4D7mI/AAAAAAAADOo/YrQJaIJms-I/s1600/IMG_4795.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NXj1JhzooKA/TZNdys4D7mI/AAAAAAAADOo/YrQJaIJms-I/s320/IMG_4795.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In order to keep costs in check so we could splurge along the way we packed a cooler of sandwhich makings, fruit and chips.&amp;nbsp;This was also a time to get to have the rare treat of their own sodas. It was nice to stop at rest stops or empty parking lots for a traveling break. It was also nice not to eat out every single meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yVVFVsaxWIQ/TZNeIZMAtEI/AAAAAAAADOs/bPJK-fIIHSo/s1600/IMG_4791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yVVFVsaxWIQ/TZNeIZMAtEI/AAAAAAAADOs/bPJK-fIIHSo/s320/IMG_4791.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We woke the kids at 5am to tell them of our plans as well as to tell them they had 15 minutes to get a few things together to do for traveling, get dressed and get in the vehicle. They didn't believe us! They were sure it was prank but the excitement grew the further South we drove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_HGJc_HNpIg/TZNefitZEEI/AAAAAAAADOw/89uAqnWbN4s/s1600/IMG_4792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_HGJc_HNpIg/TZNefitZEEI/AAAAAAAADOw/89uAqnWbN4s/s320/IMG_4792.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Our kids travel really well and it went really well. We had two days in the vehicle each way but always made day 1 our long day. We had about 10 hours with stops the first day and 7-8 the second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Fx8E2FyjS0/TZNfXLHxKZI/AAAAAAAADO0/l49kAf0VEuQ/s1600/IMG_4800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Fx8E2FyjS0/TZNfXLHxKZI/AAAAAAAADO0/l49kAf0VEuQ/s320/IMG_4800.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Grassy rest areas help get some energy and at this one we were about two hours from Los Angeles and we were all getting pretty excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mRG3_6bnniM/TZNf5kPtOzI/AAAAAAAADO4/ST2M8w-NTwQ/s1600/IMG_4807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mRG3_6bnniM/TZNf5kPtOzI/AAAAAAAADO4/ST2M8w-NTwQ/s320/IMG_4807.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We found a great place to stay two exits from Disneyland and it was a great home base. It got really busy at the hotel towards the weekend but during the week we almost had the place to ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XFy1--8Tpj8/TZNo70j3zxI/AAAAAAAADO8/oSKhkeZkYno/s1600/IMG_4803.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XFy1--8Tpj8/TZNo70j3zxI/AAAAAAAADO8/oSKhkeZkYno/s320/IMG_4803.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This place was perfect for us. We had a full kitchen for some of our meals, a loft for Steve and I with our own bathroom where I took the above picture from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-taRQhPlZ3XE/TZNpQBYqmnI/AAAAAAAADPA/kLYeQcmdSvk/s1600/IMG_4806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-taRQhPlZ3XE/TZNpQBYqmnI/AAAAAAAADPA/kLYeQcmdSvk/s320/IMG_4806.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It had a bedroom with two queens as well as a second bathroom, this comes in very handy with seven people in our crew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oHh5ukUZvn8/TZNpo_OBoII/AAAAAAAADPE/wwnLKLw4MRc/s1600/IMG_4813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oHh5ukUZvn8/TZNpo_OBoII/AAAAAAAADPE/wwnLKLw4MRc/s320/IMG_4813.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Having so many months to plan meant we also had lots of time to come up with ideas for little surprises along the way. We bought the kids new shirts with the Disney theme to give them the night before our first day in the park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BadmJFSj_Ec/TZNp_eILw7I/AAAAAAAADPI/AufiXm2YSiQ/s1600/IMG_4814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BadmJFSj_Ec/TZNp_eILw7I/AAAAAAAADPI/AufiXm2YSiQ/s320/IMG_4814.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They loved them!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_r9kXQ_j2bs/TZNsUECadbI/AAAAAAAADPM/tFmKEielolY/s1600/IMG_4815.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_r9kXQ_j2bs/TZNsUECadbI/AAAAAAAADPM/tFmKEielolY/s320/IMG_4815.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The excitement kept building but thankfully everyone was so tired from traveling falling asleep was easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7PsXF5nB-zA/TZNsrZXgYII/AAAAAAAADPQ/Su1Z57uYxf8/s1600/IMG_4816.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7PsXF5nB-zA/TZNsrZXgYII/AAAAAAAADPQ/Su1Z57uYxf8/s320/IMG_4816.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Look at that handsome smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PHkFMqNXLwk/TZNtBLXvgWI/AAAAAAAADPU/1r6ct9A0lnU/s1600/IMG_4818.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PHkFMqNXLwk/TZNtBLXvgWI/AAAAAAAADPU/1r6ct9A0lnU/s320/IMG_4818.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To be continued...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-833385765364195648?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/833385765364195648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=833385765364195648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/833385765364195648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/833385765364195648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/04/best-vacation-ever-part-one.html' title='Best Vacation Ever!!! Part One'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nbdruiKOfqA/TZNdcHxSDRI/AAAAAAAADOk/wwQp6tWBOIM/s72-c/IMG_4789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-200502163237768058</id><published>2011-03-04T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T17:04:29.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Picture</title><content type='html'>I have the ability to see life in terms of the "the big picture" but as a stay&amp;nbsp;at home mom I do tend towards the details side of things. I get stuck in the everyday wondering if I am doing the right thing, if I am making a difference and if there is any progress. Making the decision to homeschool isn't an easy one nor is it the most popular path. I have doubts and questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our main reason for homeschooling isn't because we are scared of the public system. Flawed as the system may be, it has it's upsides as well. Our kids actually&amp;nbsp;did quite well in the public system and enjoyed their time there. We had some issues here and there but overall it was a good experience. Our&amp;nbsp;main reasons have more to do with character training and special learning needs. We only have so much time with our kids before they are off on their own seeking their own path. Our time and input is limited so we want to make the most of the time that we do have.&amp;nbsp;Add to that the fact that&amp;nbsp;our oldest two have three years that pre-date us and there are times, even nine years later, that I feel like we are making up for lost time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been struggling lately with doubts, worried I am not doing enough or leaving something out. I began praying nightly for God to show help me to be diligent and to show me how to be creative with my kids. A new life has made it's way in. Nothing earth shattering but slowly I am seeing results of my efforts and clear direction has been coming each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday my oldest three turned in their writing assignments for science. As I read my oldest son's paper I began to cry. This child who has struggled with writing as long as he has been in school wrote the&amp;nbsp;most interesting&amp;nbsp;paper. It was well thought out, included more information that I had expected and was longer than I had asked for. Granted, he did say&amp;nbsp;it is a lot easier to write about somthing you are interested in and I would agree with him. But the fact that he wrote such a great paper and didn't die in the process was nothing short of a miracle. I told him I was going to keep this one and he asked why. I told him that when I compare it to something he wrote last year the difference is remarkable and it shows him how far he has come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom told me recently&amp;nbsp;that in every situation it is important to not just look at where someone is, but also how far they have come. That is a truth I have been thinking about over and over lately and is has meant so much to me. If I look where my oldest two were when we brought them home in the third grade compared to where they are now it is remarkable. They were behind slightly in reading and struggling in math. In their testing last year they were both either on grade level or slightly above grade level. I am so proud of my kids and think I am going to work on doubting myself less. It's good to assess things and make sure you are on the right track. I also believe that when you start questioning every brush stroke&amp;nbsp;it's probably best to step back and take a look at the big picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-200502163237768058?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/200502163237768058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=200502163237768058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/200502163237768058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/200502163237768058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/03/big-picture.html' title='The Big Picture'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-1201967881293496534</id><published>2011-02-24T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T14:23:33.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We started school a little late this morning. Snow is&amp;nbsp;a bit rare here in the Northwest so we had to get out and enjoy it for a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1stZ-5XjY1E/TWbVtazeOvI/AAAAAAAADNw/xLpZAvl2OfU/s1600/IMG_4708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" l6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1stZ-5XjY1E/TWbVtazeOvI/AAAAAAAADNw/xLpZAvl2OfU/s320/IMG_4708.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There wasn't a lot of snow but for sure enough to make snow angels and small snowballs.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_GqphImJ-sQ/TWbWFha3J2I/AAAAAAAADN0/YaaIO6My82o/s1600/IMG_4710.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" l6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_GqphImJ-sQ/TWbWFha3J2I/AAAAAAAADN0/YaaIO6My82o/s320/IMG_4710.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think the happy faces say it all. (The older two decided it was cozier to stay inside by the fire.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dwUpAI748Q4/TWbWhzvu0GI/AAAAAAAADN4/Dqlb1gY02E8/s1600/IMG_4731.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dwUpAI748Q4/TWbWhzvu0GI/AAAAAAAADN4/Dqlb1gY02E8/s320/IMG_4731.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Signs of Spring are popping up but Winter is still lingering.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BpeovZhrpR0/TWbWmcVxv_I/AAAAAAAADN8/NEHQO8YcW3g/s1600/IMG_4735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BpeovZhrpR0/TWbWmcVxv_I/AAAAAAAADN8/NEHQO8YcW3g/s320/IMG_4735.JPG" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The kids were finding every surface they could to make more snowballs.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uukkIcMcQN0/TWbXEM-OIEI/AAAAAAAADOA/UnG9GfCdjnk/s1600/IMG_4725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" l6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uukkIcMcQN0/TWbXEM-OIEI/AAAAAAAADOA/UnG9GfCdjnk/s320/IMG_4725.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Even the odd pool tool worked for playing in the snow.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VZy7CdpHuCg/TWbXmz4DnQI/AAAAAAAADOE/eF3C-eB-fsQ/s1600/IMG_4721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" l6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VZy7CdpHuCg/TWbXmz4DnQI/AAAAAAAADOE/eF3C-eB-fsQ/s320/IMG_4721.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The best part?&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XyiabfGWtlY/TWbYMnPQ5xI/AAAAAAAADOI/y1deHY5xHq0/s1600/IMG_4739.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XyiabfGWtlY/TWbYMnPQ5xI/AAAAAAAADOI/y1deHY5xHq0/s320/IMG_4739.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Coming in cold and warming up by the fire while working on school. Now that's the stuff.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-1201967881293496534?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/1201967881293496534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=1201967881293496534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1201967881293496534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1201967881293496534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1stZ-5XjY1E/TWbVtazeOvI/AAAAAAAADNw/xLpZAvl2OfU/s72-c/IMG_4708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-4255999078564357534</id><published>2011-02-15T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T11:18:11.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivated Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I waited to work on my Motivated Monday post until yesterday afternoon because of the specific project we were working on. We have been spending a lot of time watching The Food Network in our house and&amp;nbsp;were inspired. We&amp;nbsp;decided to make cupcakes for extended family and deliver them for Valentine's Day. While the kids worked on seat work I baked and baked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_uHgQxgCJo/TVq-RQF43AI/AAAAAAAADNg/6bXfVAZcMy8/s1600/IMG_4672.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_uHgQxgCJo/TVq-RQF43AI/AAAAAAAADNg/6bXfVAZcMy8/s320/IMG_4672.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In the late morning we frosted and decorated. We&amp;nbsp;had five dozen cupcakes and made a cream cheese frosting to go on top. Yum!!!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vh6yPFkvE1U/TVq-qnJzgMI/AAAAAAAADNk/7KyXS3GgVkE/s1600/IMG_4673.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vh6yPFkvE1U/TVq-qnJzgMI/AAAAAAAADNk/7KyXS3GgVkE/s320/IMG_4673.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;They were so much fun to&amp;nbsp;decorate and tasted even better.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQff665VRNI/TVq_Ehzl1GI/AAAAAAAADNo/XQLlSCEW8pI/s1600/IMG_4675.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQff665VRNI/TVq_Ehzl1GI/AAAAAAAADNo/XQLlSCEW8pI/s320/IMG_4675.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Simple heart tissue&amp;nbsp;paper in plain white gift boxes &lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;made for&amp;nbsp;a perfect way to deliver them to the recipients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lopFRSzCTY4/TVq_dbdxMCI/AAAAAAAADNs/4tL2JA4uvjI/s1600/IMG_4676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lopFRSzCTY4/TVq_dbdxMCI/AAAAAAAADNs/4tL2JA4uvjI/s320/IMG_4676.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My only regret is the distance we live from my parents. We thought of you, Mom and Dad! I hope everyone had the chance to be with a loved one yesterday. Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-4255999078564357534?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/4255999078564357534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=4255999078564357534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4255999078564357534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4255999078564357534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/02/motivated-monday.html' title='Motivated Monday'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_uHgQxgCJo/TVq-RQF43AI/AAAAAAAADNg/6bXfVAZcMy8/s72-c/IMG_4672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-2049437789297998806</id><published>2011-02-01T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T09:47:21.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Group sports</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know that organized sports aren't for everyone. We choose to participate in them for several reasons. For one, we homeschool so we are home a lot and we have some really social kids. Kids who went to school for a few years and have some good friendships from that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TUhB6LXW2TI/AAAAAAAADNM/bhVca-YVc-w/s1600/IMG_4564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TUhB6LXW2TI/AAAAAAAADNM/bhVca-YVc-w/s320/IMG_4564.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We don't write homeschool on the school line at sign-ups. Not because we distance our kids from homeschoolers but because we want them to be on teams with kids they already have friendships with.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TUhCGEOPl9I/AAAAAAAADNQ/GE5G4m75NcQ/s1600/IMG_4497.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TUhCGEOPl9I/AAAAAAAADNQ/GE5G4m75NcQ/s320/IMG_4497.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The twins are particularly gifted when it comes to athletic ability. For obvious reasons they feel so&amp;nbsp;different than a lot of kids. Having confidence and being known for their ability when we go to events helps them to&amp;nbsp;feel&amp;nbsp;like they belong.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TUhCMyMJMOI/AAAAAAAADNU/96l_FxtBVo0/s1600/IMG_4571.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TUhCMyMJMOI/AAAAAAAADNU/96l_FxtBVo0/s320/IMG_4571.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That comes with challenges, too. We have lots of conversations about humility and where our identity truly lies. Sports shouldn't be the place they find their value. It is a part of them, something they love, but if they didn't have sports they would still be valuable.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TUhCS48F4KI/AAAAAAAADNY/sZFmpAJSgxU/s1600/IMG_4541.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TUhCS48F4KI/AAAAAAAADNY/sZFmpAJSgxU/s320/IMG_4541.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The twins&amp;nbsp;were both selected for select traveling teams this year. We have been crazy busy and it has been somewhat challenging. But these two light up and are in their element when they are doing stuff like this. It wouldn't feel right to say to them, "We aren't a sports family, that's too busy," when it has such positive effects. We try to balance it and time and family&amp;nbsp;are important factors to consider. The&amp;nbsp;younger three love to participate in sports or other activities and the twins will be there cheering them on when it's their turn. It's a mixed bag. The older they get, the harder the lessons become. Attitudes,&amp;nbsp;emotional growing pains&amp;nbsp;in addition to&amp;nbsp;dealing with coaches and teammates can be difficult but&amp;nbsp;we&amp;nbsp;value the opportunity to help them navigate those situations when they are young. Each season we weigh the pros and cons and make the decision what to participate in. Everyone knows just because you play this year doesn't mean you will next year. It depends. We always put family first and I may be going out on a limb here, but sometimes the greater good is doing what works best for someone individually. I wouldn't be honest though if I said I wasn't looking forward to an extra curricular activity free summer. But that's just my story and I'm sticking to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-2049437789297998806?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/2049437789297998806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=2049437789297998806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/2049437789297998806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/2049437789297998806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/02/group-sports.html' title='Group sports'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TUhB6LXW2TI/AAAAAAAADNM/bhVca-YVc-w/s72-c/IMG_4564.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-3750344338463924702</id><published>2011-01-31T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T14:54:37.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivated Monday - Movie Organization</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Motivated Monday posts seem to have taken over on the old blog. Never fear, I am working on a basketball post&amp;nbsp;about the twins&amp;nbsp;for tomorrow. I am trying to get this house in order and that takes time, people. Speaking of basketball, time is something I am short on these days. So this week's project was movies. Our movies drive me crazy not to mention the fact that storing them drives me even crazier. With Netflix, keeping them on hand is becoming less necessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TUc5mcEuwxI/AAAAAAAADM8/Rn3GDzhqzBg/s1600/IMG_4587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TUc5mcEuwxI/AAAAAAAADM8/Rn3GDzhqzBg/s320/IMG_4587.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Storing them on one long shelf was proving to be a horrible&amp;nbsp;waste of space. One long row was nice&amp;nbsp;as it let us glance at all of the movies at one time. But you can see in the picture above that it left the front half of the shelf&amp;nbsp;unable to be used.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TUc6Cu5UKnI/AAAAAAAADNA/jv4ckFiSxZw/s1600/IMG_4588.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TUc6Cu5UKnI/AAAAAAAADNA/jv4ckFiSxZw/s320/IMG_4588.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I got rid of some movies that we no longer watch or the kids have grown out of. Don't worry, hon, your favorites are safe.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TUc6erlFW2I/AAAAAAAADNE/RjpvDYDJIGo/s1600/IMG_4589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="167" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TUc6erlFW2I/AAAAAAAADNE/RjpvDYDJIGo/s320/IMG_4589.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was able to get all of the DVD's into one basket and the VHS tapes went in the other with a little overflow, for now. Once I did that I was able to store all of our tie dye supplies as well as my cards basket on the same shelf.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TUc61BfFfSI/AAAAAAAADNI/yNWQA3Q7PvM/s1600/IMG_4590.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="119" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TUc61BfFfSI/AAAAAAAADNI/yNWQA3Q7PvM/s320/IMG_4590.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The kids can still easily grab a basket from the shelf and pick something to watch. Not only does this shelf hold movies but also my cards and other supplies. It is now a&amp;nbsp;much better use of the space if I do say so myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-3750344338463924702?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/3750344338463924702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=3750344338463924702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3750344338463924702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3750344338463924702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/01/motivated-monday-movie-organization.html' title='Motivated Monday - Movie Organization'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TUc5mcEuwxI/AAAAAAAADM8/Rn3GDzhqzBg/s72-c/IMG_4587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-4134556866925338558</id><published>2011-01-24T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T12:23:03.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivated Monday: Menu Planning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;One way I am working on being more organized this year is with meal planning. I have done it over the years but haven't been very consistent. Not only do you save money by doing it but there is less waste and it's easier to eat healthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TT3Pp6f0z8I/AAAAAAAADM4/oIpUWcUhTDQ/s1600/IMG_3144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TT3Pp6f0z8I/AAAAAAAADM4/oIpUWcUhTDQ/s320/IMG_3144.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Corn cheese chowder)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Basketball is in full swing and with two kids on traveling teams (what were we thinking!) meal planning is a must. I start by looking at my calendar to see if there are evenings where we will be gone or need to eat late/early. Those days&amp;nbsp;get skipped or are&amp;nbsp;going to get crockpot meals so we can eat anytime no matter who is coming and going or when. Instead of coming up with a meal for each evening I come up with up to&amp;nbsp;14 meals for the next two weeks. This gives us freedom to move things around based on time or in the case of forgetting to get something out of the freezer. Does that ever happen to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here is my list of meals for the next two weeks (13 meals):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Broccoli cheese soup and bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Beans, cornbread and fried potatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cheese tortellini with pesto and salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Roasted chicken, potatoes and salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Porketta roast, creamed peas and salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tacos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Homemade pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Crockpot chicken enchilada dip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Soup and grilled cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Corn cheese chowder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hamburgers and home fries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Grilled chicken salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Spaghetti, garlic bread and salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There aren't really any make-ahead meals on this list, something I need to work on for the next 2 week stretch. The more I make ahead of time, the better. Delish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-4134556866925338558?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/4134556866925338558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=4134556866925338558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4134556866925338558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4134556866925338558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/01/motivated-monday-menu-planning.html' title='Motivated Monday: Menu Planning'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TT3Pp6f0z8I/AAAAAAAADM4/oIpUWcUhTDQ/s72-c/IMG_3144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-1086012439938218976</id><published>2011-01-21T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T14:44:10.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cozy happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We have wanted to put a woodstove into this house since we purchased it almost five years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TTn9_YpyTzI/AAAAAAAADMo/6BIIS99iQl4/s1600/IMG_4481.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TTn9_YpyTzI/AAAAAAAADMo/6BIIS99iQl4/s320/IMG_4481.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There used to be one in the house before previous owners put a new roof on and removed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TTn-huP9-MI/AAAAAAAADMs/KXNDmRI0J0A/s1600/IMG_4484.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TTn-huP9-MI/AAAAAAAADMs/KXNDmRI0J0A/s320/IMG_4484.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We have been buying pieces of pipe one paycheck at a time and finally got everything into place this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TTn_DkDZ70I/AAAAAAAADMw/geCCXN7ATnk/s1600/IMG_4467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TTn_DkDZ70I/AAAAAAAADMw/geCCXN7ATnk/s320/IMG_4467.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In anticipation of the stove being installed my parents bought us this great tool/wood holder for Christmas. We probably loaded it with more wood than is intended but we were pretty excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TTn_oEXX2eI/AAAAAAAADM0/gzQ5YlwegDo/s1600/IMG_4485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TTn_oEXX2eI/AAAAAAAADM0/gzQ5YlwegDo/s320/IMG_4485.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I can see many cozy nights ahead for us sitting by the fire. The lower energy bills&amp;nbsp;won't hurt either.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-1086012439938218976?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/1086012439938218976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=1086012439938218976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1086012439938218976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1086012439938218976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/01/cozy-happenings.html' title='Cozy happenings'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TTn9_YpyTzI/AAAAAAAADMo/6BIIS99iQl4/s72-c/IMG_4481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-5156981955682408990</id><published>2011-01-18T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T09:15:05.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So it's Tuesday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I intended to have a Motivated Monday post up yesterday but I was actually getting motivated on Monday. This is the area outside the storage room in our garage. Disgraceful I tell ya. This is the area we keep extra homeschool materials, where the kids work on the computer and where we keep our freezer. Over the holidays it became embarrassing with less checking by me to make sure things made it to their proper homes.﻿ Then once I did check, well, let's say I just chose to pretend it didn't exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TTW-CS1eTjI/AAAAAAAADMY/-bULlxCcN1g/s1600/IMG_4437.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TTW-CS1eTjI/AAAAAAAADMY/-bULlxCcN1g/s320/IMG_4437.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We decided to take advantage of the holiday and get things back in order. Nothing fancy, just basic organization. Do you love the beautiful blanket as a curtain? Nothing but the best around here. The kids actually hung that to combat glare on the computer screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TTW-lcXsiyI/AAAAAAAADMc/t6rHRjcDpW0/s1600/IMG_4449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TTW-lcXsiyI/AAAAAAAADMc/t6rHRjcDpW0/s320/IMG_4449.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We removed all of the cardboard from our many Christmas Amazon.com purchases, moved in a stacking shelf organizer from another room&lt;/span&gt;﻿ &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and just generally cleaned up. (Just igore the white splatter on the floor, that was from the Great Spraycan Incident of 2010.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TTW_BmOeUbI/AAAAAAAADMg/44mXZjrVfdg/s1600/IMG_4450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TTW_BmOeUbI/AAAAAAAADMg/44mXZjrVfdg/s320/IMG_4450.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I put my less than enthused to be cleaning 12 year old son on the task of hanging up our chalkboard. We have had it for over a year but have never had it hung before. The kids all love to go out here and draw but now it is much easier to use. He did a great job and I'm pretty sure he was walking a little bit taller when he was done.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TTW_YiiangI/AAAAAAAADMk/KRgX0Qp5Stw/s1600/IMG_4451.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TTW_YiiangI/AAAAAAAADMk/KRgX0Qp5Stw/s320/IMG_4451.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;All in all I would say this job was a success. It only took a few hours and I can breathe easier. It is nice to get into the freezer out there without kicking things out of the way.&lt;/span&gt;﻿ &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ahhh, the little things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-5156981955682408990?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/5156981955682408990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=5156981955682408990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5156981955682408990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5156981955682408990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-its-tuesday.html' title='So it&apos;s Tuesday...'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TTW-CS1eTjI/AAAAAAAADMY/-bULlxCcN1g/s72-c/IMG_4437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-7587478773760402572</id><published>2011-01-12T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T10:13:31.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love new appliances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We purchased the protection agreement when we bought our front loader set almost five years ago. With seven people in our house we put more miles on our appliances than the average Joe so it seemed to make sense. Well, technology has come a long ways in five years. We have had our front loading washer serviced 6 times in the last two years so the company&amp;nbsp;replaced ours under our agreement under the "no lemon" clause. The main problem we were having, stuff getting into the water pump, has been resolved with the newer machines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TS3fAazCkoI/AAAAAAAADMU/z8xP_t8-M1U/s1600/IMG_4432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TS3fAazCkoI/AAAAAAAADMU/z8xP_t8-M1U/s320/IMG_4432.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The new machine arrived last week. Ten percent bigger inside with so many options I am still learning how to use it. But all said and done I love it, really love it. &lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It looks like we are going to need to raise that folding counter frame and my dryer looks a little small now, hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-7587478773760402572?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/7587478773760402572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=7587478773760402572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/7587478773760402572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/7587478773760402572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-new-appliances.html' title='I love new appliances'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TS3fAazCkoI/AAAAAAAADMU/z8xP_t8-M1U/s72-c/IMG_4432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-1077094214775743338</id><published>2011-01-10T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T09:55:24.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivated Monday - Stockpiling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Stockpiling is a hot topic right now. There have been some extreme couponers highlighted on&amp;nbsp;TV but that's not the kind of stockpiling I am talking about. I am&amp;nbsp;referring to&amp;nbsp;a 2-3 month stockpile of things&amp;nbsp;we use regularly﻿.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TSs2Cpwxd0I/AAAAAAAADMA/WIqoanCWGEc/s1600/IMG_4419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TSs2Cpwxd0I/AAAAAAAADMA/WIqoanCWGEc/s320/IMG_4419.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(items on wood shelf total about $25 total after coupons and deals)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I like to have enough of certain items on hand to make a small store. There are&amp;nbsp;several reasons for doing this. Life can be very unpredictable. Having a small stockpile of items that I have spent very little on helps during those times when there are unexpexted expenses or the added expense of the holidays. We just shop more from our small store that month and shift the food budget to more pressing items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TSs2qrs0x6I/AAAAAAAADME/u0I5nPxvIyI/s1600/IMG_4420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TSs2qrs0x6I/AAAAAAAADME/u0I5nPxvIyI/s320/IMG_4420.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(green beans and tomato sauce from our 2010 garden)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TSs2yZp122I/AAAAAAAADMI/CCvu7enGId0/s1600/IMG_4421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TSs2yZp122I/AAAAAAAADMI/CCvu7enGId0/s320/IMG_4421.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Another reason I love to have my stockpile is for illnesses. When one of us comes down with something the last thing I want to do is pack everyone up to go get supplies.&lt;/span&gt;﻿ &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The sick person appreciates this the most. It isn't pictured here but I also have a small stockpile of medicines, the last thing my budget needs is me running out to pay $6 for a fast acting fever reducer for the febrile seizure guy in our house. Not to mention by the time I got to the store it would be too late to give it to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TSs4D8kO0PI/AAAAAAAADMM/Xbj19-wQS_g/s1600/IMG_4428.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TSs4D8kO0PI/AAAAAAAADMM/Xbj19-wQS_g/s320/IMG_4428.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In the picture above you can see my toiletry closet. As you can see I don't have a 100 year supply of deoderant. What I do have is enough body wash (almost free), toothpaste (free) and shampoo (virtually free) to last us a couple months. When we are getting low I look for really good deals to fill back in what we have used. Nothing kills a budget more than last minute dashes to the store for an item you have run out of. Not to mention how difficult it is to leave the store with only the item you went for. So, how do I build a stockpile without breaking the bank? I am so glad you asked. The main way I have done this is by making use of the register reward&amp;nbsp;program&amp;nbsp;at Walgreens, at least where toiletries and medicines&amp;nbsp;are concerned.&lt;/span&gt;﻿ (See below for the websites I use for deals. I don't have the time to figure it all out myself.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TSs4r_Giw7I/AAAAAAAADMQ/of2N2aYiOHc/s1600/IMG_4424.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TSs4r_Giw7I/AAAAAAAADMQ/of2N2aYiOHc/s320/IMG_4424.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In this picture above I spent just over $10 but saved just over $58.&lt;/span&gt;﻿ &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For sure there are some items here that I wouldn't normally buy full price but for this little they are worth putting away. I generally am able to share with people in our extended family if there isn't something we will use. If I don't know someone who can use it then I won't get it. If you are interested in finding our more about saving check out the websites below that I read for seaking out deals. These gals post great deals for families and encourage integrity in couponing as well as debt free living so I recommend them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I try to use websites that are written in my region. The deal match-ups are more accurate that way. These gals also encourage debt free living and that is very important to me. Purchasing great deals on credit kind of defeats the purpose of a good deal, don't you think? ﻿For more information on how to use coupons, find great&amp;nbsp;deals&amp;nbsp;and how to use register rewards at Walgreens:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thecouponproject.com/"&gt;http://thecouponproject.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.frugallivingnw.com/"&gt;http://www.frugallivingnw.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://moneysavingmom.com/"&gt;http://moneysavingmom.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-1077094214775743338?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/1077094214775743338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=1077094214775743338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1077094214775743338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1077094214775743338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/01/motivated-monday-stockpiling.html' title='Motivated Monday - Stockpiling'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TSs2Cpwxd0I/AAAAAAAADMA/WIqoanCWGEc/s72-c/IMG_4419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-4389199450468370867</id><published>2011-01-03T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T09:32:51.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 - Getting it done and Motivated Monday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The last couple of years, in one way or another, have had us functioning a bit in crisis mode. I think it is safe to say that I was not sad to say goodbye to 2010. We have some goals set for 2011 and I for one am really excited to devote some time to getting organized and meeting those goals. We are entering into a new season and will be opening up our home a lot more this year. I do not want to spend more time than necessary getting it ready every week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Our garage has always been a pit of leftover items that we have no idea what to do with as well as boxes of things that need to be sorted. This past year we were able to get rid of most of the boxes making room for actual organization. Yay us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I plan to have a&amp;nbsp;weekly posts detailing different projects. I am hoping it will keep me motivated as well as give some ideas for inexpensive ways to keep track of what you have. Also, I plan to share pictures of my stockpiling and why I coupon. Thus Motivated Monday&amp;nbsp;was born. Is that catchy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TSIILhXvFLI/AAAAAAAADL8/vjLoNvb7_L0/s1600/DSCN0021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TSIILhXvFLI/AAAAAAAADL8/vjLoNvb7_L0/s320/DSCN0021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Have you seen the show Hoarders? Oh my does that ever make me want to get rid of everything! So stay tuned for more posts of us getting our house in order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-4389199450468370867?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/4389199450468370867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=4389199450468370867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4389199450468370867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4389199450468370867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-getting-it-done-and-motivated.html' title='2011 - Getting it done and Motivated Monday.'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TSIILhXvFLI/AAAAAAAADL8/vjLoNvb7_L0/s72-c/DSCN0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-4950962569364028722</id><published>2010-12-29T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T10:20:00.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A great gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We had a great time with my extended family the day after Christmas. When we got home Lij decided he wanted me to take a picture of him with his gifts from Grandma and Grandpa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TRt3alD3eZI/AAAAAAAADLQ/o9albIW7fH0/s1600/IMG_4414.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TRt3alD3eZI/AAAAAAAADLQ/o9albIW7fH0/s320/IMG_4414.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He loves his new blanket and Galaxy set.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TRt4FgRw28I/AAAAAAAADLU/_juJyqTsHYw/s1600/IMG_4416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TRt4FgRw28I/AAAAAAAADLU/_juJyqTsHYw/s320/IMG_4416.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This momma loves it, too. It is geared for a little bit older than he is and that means some assistance from his older siblings is required.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TRt4tEjZVQI/AAAAAAAADLY/tWraZtAA1LI/s1600/IMG_4417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TRt4tEjZVQI/AAAAAAAADLY/tWraZtAA1LI/s320/IMG_4417.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In the last three days this set has provided hours of putting together, following written instructions and problem solving.&lt;/span&gt;﻿ &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fantastic!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-4950962569364028722?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/4950962569364028722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=4950962569364028722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4950962569364028722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4950962569364028722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/12/great-gift.html' title='A great gift'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TRt3alD3eZI/AAAAAAAADLQ/o9albIW7fH0/s72-c/IMG_4414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-7579732808835302778</id><published>2010-12-22T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T11:50:06.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...to be busy.&amp;nbsp;At least that is what it is this year for us. Crazy busy but a lot of fun things have been happening. My mom and dad now have matching degress from George Fox University as of last Saturday. We are all so proud of both of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TRJPLl9nkOI/AAAAAAAADKU/OoLbzr-KvrA/s1600/IMG_4371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TRJPLl9nkOI/AAAAAAAADKU/OoLbzr-KvrA/s320/IMG_4371.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(My dad and I)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TRJPuFbX9sI/AAAAAAAADKY/A0_y6bR46-Q/s1600/IMG_4308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TRJPuFbX9sI/AAAAAAAADKY/A0_y6bR46-Q/s320/IMG_4308.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My brother&amp;nbsp;who is living with us made the varsity basketball team here in town.&amp;nbsp;Here he is dressed up for a home game while he was waiting for OSAA approval for the disctrict transfer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TRJQUiasAqI/AAAAAAAADKc/n8PlRhpA4Mc/s1600/IMG_4314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TRJQUiasAqI/AAAAAAAADKc/n8PlRhpA4Mc/s320/IMG_4314.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our washing machine has been really loud for awhile so we decided we had better get it serviced&amp;nbsp;before it quit on us. This is the pile of the&amp;nbsp;concrete the technician found underneath. We are pretty sure&amp;nbsp;this is not normal. Apparantly there are concrete weights that balance the drum and ours broke. The repair man said he has&amp;nbsp;never seen one this bad. Yay us, over achievers that we are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TRJRAf5IsiI/AAAAAAAADKg/ZlDPe6Jquvo/s1600/IMG_4400.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TRJRAf5IsiI/AAAAAAAADKg/ZlDPe6Jquvo/s320/IMG_4400.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My husband's family decided to give my mother-in-law a mini home make-over for Christmas and her birthday. She&amp;nbsp;has new carpet, new tile in the entry and under the woodstove﻿, windows and paint. It has been a whirwind the last two weeks but the house looks great. Steve laid the tile and I am so impressed!!! He is so talented and it really adds a lot to the new look, don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-7579732808835302778?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/7579732808835302778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=7579732808835302778' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/7579732808835302778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/7579732808835302778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/12/tis-season.html' title='Tis the Season...'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TRJPLl9nkOI/AAAAAAAADKU/OoLbzr-KvrA/s72-c/IMG_4371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-5525549128833725094</id><published>2010-12-07T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T09:49:25.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winds of change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There are lots changes happening in our house. You may notice this guy making an appearance in my pictures. This is my brother. Born in Africa and then again conceived in my mother's heart when he was three years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TP5vchxcybI/AAAAAAAADIg/Dh365KBC6Qc/s1600/IMG_4084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TP5vchxcybI/AAAAAAAADIg/Dh365KBC6Qc/s320/IMG_4084.JPG" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The reasons he has chosen to live with us is his story, one I hope that he shares someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TP5v4IAFgTI/AAAAAAAADIk/49-3tTZYm3c/s1600/IMG_4085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TP5v4IAFgTI/AAAAAAAADIk/49-3tTZYm3c/s320/IMG_4085.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Matters of the heart&amp;nbsp;can be&amp;nbsp;like that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TP5wA_yNRUI/AAAAAAAADIo/X1PT6sZoJic/s1600/IMG_4088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TP5wA_yNRUI/AAAAAAAADIo/X1PT6sZoJic/s320/IMG_4088.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Private healing for now, a testimony later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TP5wW5BWGtI/AAAAAAAADIs/aufYD3cMPA4/s1600/IMG_4090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TP5wW5BWGtI/AAAAAAAADIs/aufYD3cMPA4/s320/IMG_4090.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;In the meantime we will enjoy getting to know him in a way we never have before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TP5wwGtxd-I/AAAAAAAADIw/Yh4PI1ZZ6w0/s1600/IMG_4102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TP5wwGtxd-I/AAAAAAAADIw/Yh4PI1ZZ6w0/s320/IMG_4102.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And that works for me.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-5525549128833725094?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/5525549128833725094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=5525549128833725094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5525549128833725094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5525549128833725094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/12/winds-of-change.html' title='Winds of change'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TP5vchxcybI/AAAAAAAADIg/Dh365KBC6Qc/s72-c/IMG_4084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-1006446575593342796</id><published>2010-12-06T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T20:11:39.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big man little man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TP2xUsmzkkI/AAAAAAAADH4/vs2uGZAo1JY/s1600/IMG_4119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TP2xUsmzkkI/AAAAAAAADH4/vs2uGZAo1JY/s320/IMG_4119.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TP2yFAKloKI/AAAAAAAADH8/AUWSOEBi_SU/s1600/IMG_4147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TP2yFAKloKI/AAAAAAAADH8/AUWSOEBi_SU/s320/IMG_4147.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TP2yyzZonLI/AAAAAAAADIA/B22pG00dQaw/s1600/IMG_4148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She says she feels safe when she has all of her stuffed animals around her. This is just a sampling of the things we find tucked in with her when she is sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TPe_UALv8MI/AAAAAAAADHU/Rjv3j9Hkzqc/s1600/IMG_4067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TPe_UALv8MI/AAAAAAAADHU/Rjv3j9Hkzqc/s320/IMG_4067.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There have been plastic stools, flashlights, spatulas, you name it, we have probably found it in bed with her. I do love that the doll has her purse around her arm. One must always be prepared for shopping at any given moment, even while resting.﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-3273131054311428708?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/3273131054311428708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=3273131054311428708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3273131054311428708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3273131054311428708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/12/sometimes-you-need-your-things-around.html' title='Sometimes you need your things around you'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TPe_UALv8MI/AAAAAAAADHU/Rjv3j9Hkzqc/s72-c/IMG_4067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-4361445303936540326</id><published>2010-11-30T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T09:44:36.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a hard knock life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I went to take a shower first thing this morning. This is what I returned to find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TPU29sBBt4I/AAAAAAAADHE/ez4aVdcpQdg/s1600/IMG_4070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TPU29sBBt4I/AAAAAAAADHE/ez4aVdcpQdg/s320/IMG_4070.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;One child doing her schoolwork and two doing her bidding. ﻿It looks like the other two were wise to sleep in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(For the record, the youngest two were having a great time. :-) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-4361445303936540326?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/4361445303936540326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=4361445303936540326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4361445303936540326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4361445303936540326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-hard-knock-life.html' title='It&apos;s a hard knock life'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TPU29sBBt4I/AAAAAAAADHE/ez4aVdcpQdg/s72-c/IMG_4070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-8877690997037650362</id><published>2010-11-18T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T17:34:29.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A rare moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It doesn't happen very often that I am caught in front of the camera. I enjoy documenting get togethers and special moments and truth be told I am more comfortable behind the camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TOXTLPuymEI/AAAAAAAADGc/EPeeCE3Oq5U/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TOXTLPuymEI/AAAAAAAADGc/EPeeCE3Oq5U/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But as you can see on the right side of the photo my camera&amp;nbsp;was out of my hands and something much more precious had taken its place.﻿ Thanks to one of my sisters for catching this moment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-8877690997037650362?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/8877690997037650362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=8877690997037650362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8877690997037650362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8877690997037650362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/11/rare-moment.html' title='A rare moment'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TOXTLPuymEI/AAAAAAAADGc/EPeeCE3Oq5U/s72-c/DSC_0067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-1097950102014373599</id><published>2010-11-10T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T08:46:00.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mostly Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TNrK4oqoP5I/AAAAAAAADF0/pIo5gL_uqAg/s1600/IMG_3764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TNrK4oqoP5I/AAAAAAAADF0/pIo5gL_uqAg/s320/IMG_3764.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Do you think he was cold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-1097950102014373599?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/1097950102014373599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=1097950102014373599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1097950102014373599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1097950102014373599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/11/mostly-wordless-wednesday.html' title='Mostly Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TNrK4oqoP5I/AAAAAAAADF0/pIo5gL_uqAg/s72-c/IMG_3764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-4591209596024974355</id><published>2010-11-09T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T13:13:02.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discoveries of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am participating with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storinguptreasures.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Storing Up Treasures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; today with her Discoveries of the Day. It's really more from the last while but I agree with Courtney that Discoveries of the Day has a better ring to it. Here we go...the last while I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered a brand of cookies that only has 6 grams of sugar each so I can have one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered that it is difficult to have just one of said cookies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered&amp;nbsp;a love for design blogs. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered I should limit my time on design blogs to keep a lid on all of the coveting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered that when people are unhappy with me it very often has very little to actually do with me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered that I would like to own a Kindle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered I spend too much time on the computer. (Well, really more of a last few months kind of thing but coming to terms with it recently.&amp;nbsp;Wink. )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered that I can have half of an Almond Joy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered that I think about chocolate too often.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered that though I miss the chubby cheeks of my kids being little that I also am really enjoying getting to know them as they grow up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered that I actually won't miss out on anything if I shut everything down and go to sleep at a reasonable hour.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered that my husband loves museums. Who knew?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered that I would not make a good sisterwife. I do not share well with others. (Ok, not a new discovery, more of an acknowledgement really. And for the record I do like to share, just not my husband, thankyouverymuch.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered that even though I think I can't love my kids and husband more, they and my heart surprise me and I actually do more every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TNm2bbKqc-I/AAAAAAAADFk/ZqQOGfULJ7E/s1600/discoverybutton.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TNm2bbKqc-I/AAAAAAAADFk/ZqQOGfULJ7E/s1600/discoverybutton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-4591209596024974355?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/4591209596024974355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=4591209596024974355' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4591209596024974355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4591209596024974355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/11/discoveries-of-day.html' title='Discoveries of the Day'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TNm2bbKqc-I/AAAAAAAADFk/ZqQOGfULJ7E/s72-c/discoverybutton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-8339207130118743314</id><published>2010-11-05T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T09:10:37.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much for a great deal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We purchased this great patio set on Craig's List for $120 brand new in the box three years ago. It was a $700 set so I was thrilled. Each of the last two&amp;nbsp;years, come October 1st,&amp;nbsp;I have removed the chair pads, stacked the chairs and placed the table in a location that would be safe from the branches&amp;nbsp;that fall&amp;nbsp;in the cooler months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TNQeXLRJ-lI/AAAAAAAADEk/G9SZj8ZRHQA/s1600/IMG_3641.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TNQeXLRJ-lI/AAAAAAAADEk/G9SZj8ZRHQA/s320/IMG_3641.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sadly, I ignored the storm report that came out last week for the weekend and this is what we opened the curtains to this past Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TNQouBoUtgI/AAAAAAAADEo/QI_HRPeGQkw/s1600/IMG_3643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TNQouBoUtgI/AAAAAAAADEo/QI_HRPeGQkw/s320/IMG_3643.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sad, sad, sad.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-8339207130118743314?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/8339207130118743314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=8339207130118743314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8339207130118743314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8339207130118743314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-much-for-great-deal.html' title='So much for a great deal'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TNQeXLRJ-lI/AAAAAAAADEk/G9SZj8ZRHQA/s72-c/IMG_3641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-6996486849298002360</id><published>2010-11-01T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T08:23:00.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaf Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The very thing that drew us to this neighborhood is the very thing that may drive us to move some day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TM7Ro0M4ptI/AAAAAAAADDw/a1zB4xD6xPk/s1600/IMG_3632.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TM7Ro0M4ptI/AAAAAAAADDw/a1zB4xD6xPk/s320/IMG_3632.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The trees are a gorgeous canopy in the spring and a mess in the fall.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TM7St3nvUTI/AAAAAAAADD0/_-mXw1Xe6RE/s1600/IMG_3626.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TM7St3nvUTI/AAAAAAAADD0/_-mXw1Xe6RE/s320/IMG_3626.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We are in the fourth week of leaf blowing and we have at least four weeks to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TM7TialSAyI/AAAAAAAADD4/WmemQd0FSTg/s1600/IMG_3634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TM7TialSAyI/AAAAAAAADD4/WmemQd0FSTg/s320/IMG_3634.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;All of us neighbors work together to put the pile in the middle of the cul-de-sac. It makes for hours of fun for the kids and keeps the mess to a minimum until the city picks them up in December.&lt;/span&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-6996486849298002360?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/6996486849298002360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=6996486849298002360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/6996486849298002360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/6996486849298002360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/11/leaf-season.html' title='Leaf Season'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TM7Ro0M4ptI/AAAAAAAADDw/a1zB4xD6xPk/s72-c/IMG_3632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-2423056631801987586</id><published>2010-10-28T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T16:50:44.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A house full of readers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TMhiNXwEc8I/AAAAAAAADDY/6P54qsQ19Vk/s1600/IMG_3568.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TMhiNXwEc8I/AAAAAAAADDY/6P54qsQ19Vk/s320/IMG_3568.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We are now officially a house full of readers. I have read to and worked with all of my kids since they all joined our family. Then as each one ﻿reached school&amp;nbsp;age I handed over the reigns to the schools to finish the job of teaching&amp;nbsp;our children to read. Our youngest is the first one that I have actually taught to read. He is just beginning his reading journey but it is pretty satisfying to see him sounding out words knowing that I helped him learn that skill. He&amp;nbsp;was proud to&amp;nbsp;show off his new skill to Daddy the other night before bed. Also, during free time, he has started making lists of things in his little notebook sounding out the letters. Things like trcee for turkey and Dnl for his Uncle Daniel. Pretty fabulous if you ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-2423056631801987586?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/2423056631801987586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=2423056631801987586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/2423056631801987586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/2423056631801987586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/10/house-full-of-readers.html' title='A house full of readers'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TMhiNXwEc8I/AAAAAAAADDY/6P54qsQ19Vk/s72-c/IMG_3568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-4200608033111159249</id><published>2010-10-27T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T10:47:35.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playoffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am really proud of this kid. It's his fifth year of football and he loves it. He works hard and he's good at it. The team is 6-1 for the season and they are headed into playoffs this weekend. Last year they weren't able to win one single game so this year's hard work has paid off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TMg16Us5XTI/AAAAAAAADDQ/3ow9w2WYonA/s1600/IMG_3559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532731418330357042" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TMg16Us5XTI/AAAAAAAADDQ/3ow9w2WYonA/s320/IMG_3559.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He had a personal record a couple weeks ago scoring four touchdowns and rushing for more than 220 yards. The icing on the cake was that Grandpa and Grandma got to be there to see it. He is very strong, so much so that often when he is tackled he drags the defenders with him for another few yards. I'm not just saying that because he is my son, other parents tell me it really is amazing to watch. (I tend to agree partial as I may be.) The season is almost over and to be honest I am ready to be less busy. I would be remiss, however, if I didn't say that I would miss watching this guy play every weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-4200608033111159249?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/4200608033111159249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=4200608033111159249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4200608033111159249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4200608033111159249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/10/playoffs.html' title='Playoffs'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TMg16Us5XTI/AAAAAAAADDQ/3ow9w2WYonA/s72-c/IMG_3559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-5412484917947083628</id><published>2010-10-22T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T11:52:43.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious in His sight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TMHcxw_6FmI/AAAAAAAADC8/dzNGT883hhc/s1600/IMG_1312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529802702703174066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TL3OQoyeIbI/AAAAAAAADCA/yXZM05bbR1g/s320/DSCN0176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me autumn always seems to usher introspection in with the colors. I felt the shift a few weeks ago. Everything around me takes on deeper meaning, highs are higher and lows lower. At times I welcome the depth of emotion and stay there awhile. Other times I avoid books, blogs and passages of scripture that challenge my core knowing it will go to a place I am fiercely protecting. I deny the journey for a moment convinced I will drown in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a cold and brisk fall day when I went into labor much too early with our first daughter. The colors were changing and Steve was woodcutting with family. The smells and colors of fall bring it all back in an instant. I'll turn the corner on a country road and the autumnal display of reds and yellows will make me catch my breath as the reminder brings it all rushing back. The smell of a warming fire or the sound of crisp leaves under my feet is all it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the following fall when we welcomed our second daughter into this world, this child we would take home to keep. I spent the nine months fighting grief refusing this child I carried to know only a crying mother. Her arrival, however, opened my heart to joy once again but also to the grief of my loss that snuck in the same door. A joy we desperately clung to, this child of grace who brought healing to our hearts. Unaware her joy and grace were a salve to our wounds, a sling for our hearts and a safe place to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was that same fall it became clear to both of us that God had plans for us still. Plans for us to prosper, for a hope, for a future. Our little family of three would not be the same. Our little girl was just five weeks old when we made the decision to accept the call on our hearts to open our family to two little children across the ocean. The prayer of my mother's heart she prayed on our wedding day coming to fruition that we would be blessed with children and a blessing to children. Life is a gift we said, one we have now with no guarantee of tomorrow. Now is the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was again fall the next year when those little round faces joined our family making us a family of five. Three more years and two more little faces born to us, now a family of seven. Each change of the seasons bringing more and more life as the grief slowly faded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the colors change this year I am once again reminded of my grief. Once again I feel it washing over me but it does not overtake. When I catch my breath and look around my table, I see the blessings of my children that are my beauty from the ashes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-445897895351951804?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/445897895351951804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=445897895351951804' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/445897895351951804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/445897895351951804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/10/trading-ashes-for-beauty.html' title='Trading ashes for beauty'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TL3OQoyeIbI/AAAAAAAADCA/yXZM05bbR1g/s72-c/DSCN0176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-3021848452461343398</id><published>2010-10-06T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T09:02:23.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Works for me Wednesday: Organizing our school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I decided to take a different approach for the kids this year. With two sixth graders in the house this year, I wanted to start teaching some organization as well as the basics. I picked up these binders at a back to school sale and they were just $.75 each.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TKyaZdJuR3I/AAAAAAAADA0/DCieTZllzDI/s1600/IMG_2971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524960604989572978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TKyaZdJuR3I/AAAAAAAADA0/DCieTZllzDI/s320/IMG_2971.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I bought a variety of stickers trying to hit on an area of interest for each of my kids. They look a little strange in the picture below but those are dinosaur eggs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TKyaYPHGzpI/AAAAAAAADAs/e0NgTJl3fko/s1600/IMG_2973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524960584040631954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TKyaYPHGzpI/AAAAAAAADAs/e0NgTJl3fko/s320/IMG_2973.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Inside the binders vary slightly for each one but some things are the same such as an assignment page, journal, beginning/end of year statistics sheet and book lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TKyaX7m1S6I/AAAAAAAADAk/EJryDp7C0Dw/s1600/IMG_2967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524960578804992930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TKyaX7m1S6I/AAAAAAAADAk/EJryDp7C0Dw/s320/IMG_2967.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Organizing this way does several things. The most important one for all of us is that it allows the readers in our little school to start without me. They can look at their assignment sheet and start on their independent work while I work with youngers on their handwriting and math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TKyaXrIM-lI/AAAAAAAADAc/vUPFb1RmfFw/s1600/IMG_2964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524960574381554258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TKyaXrIM-lI/AAAAAAAADAc/vUPFb1RmfFw/s320/IMG_2964.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can slip worksheets in for each day if needed and the younger two have weather graphs that they are working on in the front of the binder. Every day they get their binder out and it's the first thing they see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TKyaXa4IGsI/AAAAAAAADAU/RablWw_x_fw/s1600/IMG_2966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524960570019158722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TKyaXa4IGsI/AAAAAAAADAU/RablWw_x_fw/s320/IMG_2966.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are more than a month in and it is still working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-3021848452461343398?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/3021848452461343398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=3021848452461343398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3021848452461343398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3021848452461343398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/10/works-for-me-wednesday-organizing-our.html' title='Works for me Wednesday: Organizing our school'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TKyaZdJuR3I/AAAAAAAADA0/DCieTZllzDI/s72-c/IMG_2971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-1450167569448746639</id><published>2010-10-05T13:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T13:49:46.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soup Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TKuG59eY-xI/AAAAAAAADAA/GczJpT5T4-s/s1600/IMG_3144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524657698212739858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TKuG59eY-xI/AAAAAAAADAA/GczJpT5T4-s/s320/IMG_3144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just about the time we end birthday season around here (five kids in seven weeks), we round the corner into soup season. The leaves are starting to fall, too early in my opinion, and we get the call that our half of a beef is ready at the butcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled out a gem of a recipe book last week, the absolute best engagement gift ever. My grandmother put together a list of family favorites and hand copied all of the recipes into a book for me. I have used it over and over the last thirteen years. It was a rainy day and I was looking for something warm and easy for lunch but more special than the standard grilled cheese. I came across one of my favorites that she makes, Corn Chowder. It was perfect for a mid-week lunch. It's easy to make and is fast, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corn Chowder &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(serves 5 well but I like to double it for my 7 and have a few servings leftover)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cost per serving: $1- $1.50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1/2lb bacon, diced                       3 1/2 - 4 cups potatoes diced up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1/2 cup chopped onion                1/8 tsp salt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1/2 cup chopped celery               1/8 tsp pepper&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 Tblsp flour                                  snipped parsley (optional)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4 cups milk                                    paprika (optional)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 cans creamed corn                    shredded cheese (optional)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a large saucepan fry bacon until crisp. Remove bacon(set aside) and all but 3 tblsp of drippings from the pan. Add onion, celery and potatoes to drippings and cook until the onion and celery are tender. The potatoes will finish as you go. Remove pan from heat and add flour. Blend flour in and add milk. Heat to boiling and boil for one minute. Stir in corn and seasoning. Heat through. Stir in bacon. Serve and garnish each bowl with snipped parsley and paprika or shredded cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This soup is so good with a dense bread or baguette. Let me know if you try it. Enjoy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-1450167569448746639?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/1450167569448746639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=1450167569448746639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1450167569448746639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1450167569448746639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/10/soup-season.html' title='Soup Season'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TKuG59eY-xI/AAAAAAAADAA/GczJpT5T4-s/s72-c/IMG_3144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-8176475956545333212</id><published>2010-09-23T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T09:32:06.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On my mind</title><content type='html'>Random train of thought when I should be sleeping. I hope you can stand the craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with the weather this year? Only 8 quarts of pickles instead of 75. Tomatoes are coming off so slow. There was enough going on that less canning was welcome, though. God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beef is at the butcher. Soups and steaks and roasts. I love soup in the winter. Pumpkin soup in Haiti. Mmm, wish I could make it like they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast. What I am going to make for breakfast? I am tired of coming up with breakfast foods. Time to meal plan those too I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for the twins to get their birthday presents this year. Fits them perfectly and they will be thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oldest didn't think her and I had anything in common. Thought I hated shopping and shoes. How did she misinterpret not being able to afford it with not liking to do it? Love how her dad set her straight pointing out how alike we are and how she has been relating to me since. She is going to love her birthday this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second oldest is dealing with some heartbreak. So grateful he has his dad to lament with and relate to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youngest three still think I walk on water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love how capable my hub is and how the family room looks now. My inner Mallory can rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love brown and white with shades of blue. Living room maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No rest for the decorated weary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to the chocolate Special K?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm hungry again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-8176475956545333212?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/8176475956545333212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=8176475956545333212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8176475956545333212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8176475956545333212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/09/on-my-mind.html' title='On my mind'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-4787818004895612007</id><published>2010-09-20T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T20:36:54.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review: Your Money God's Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TJghwv4Yv7I/AAAAAAAAC_c/Z3pn1X2Q1bA/s1600/_200_360_Book_245_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519198464712949682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TJghwv4Yv7I/AAAAAAAAC_c/Z3pn1X2Q1bA/s320/_200_360_Book_245_cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thoroughly enjoyed reading the book "Your Money God's Way" written by Amie Streater. I was skeptical to read another book about money. We are Dave Ramsey fans and have learned a lot the past year about the way we handle or mishandle money. We are enjoying the discipline of the envelope method and have been eliminating debt which feels so good. We have a plan that is working and I wasn't sure I would take much more away from another book on the same topic. However, when I saw that the book is endorsed by Dave Ramsey my interest was piqued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amie doesn't mince words and says it like it is. Her advice is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;biblical&lt;/span&gt; and quite frankly is a kick in the pants where needed. I was impressed with her straight forward approach and the book answered some questions I wasn't even aware that I had. She takes what she calls &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;counterfeit&lt;/span&gt; convictions and replaces them with timeless truths explaining mistakes that Christians make every day concerning money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She explores topics such as spending habits, loaning to family members and friends, viewing God as an ATM, Scarlett Syndrome and so much more. I enjoyed this read and highly recommend this book whether you are doing well at managing money, need a refresher or just plain want/need good biblical advice regarding money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Booksneeze sent this book to me for my review. The opinions are my own and I was not compensated in any way other than the book that I received to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-4787818004895612007?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/4787818004895612007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=4787818004895612007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4787818004895612007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4787818004895612007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/09/book-review-your-money-gods-way.html' title='Book Review: Your Money God&apos;s Way'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TJghwv4Yv7I/AAAAAAAAC_c/Z3pn1X2Q1bA/s72-c/_200_360_Book_245_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-8076019355627111178</id><published>2010-09-15T12:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T13:06:32.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proof</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This picture is for me. I need to have it documented. Yes, that is one lone towel in the bottom of the basket. Though I get close, laundry never really is done around here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TJEmcpjMTQI/AAAAAAAAC_U/J3PD1zqItYU/s1600/IMG_2920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517233292137221378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TJEmcpjMTQI/AAAAAAAAC_U/J3PD1zqItYU/s320/IMG_2920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-8076019355627111178?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/8076019355627111178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=8076019355627111178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8076019355627111178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8076019355627111178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/09/proof.html' title='Proof'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TJEmcpjMTQI/AAAAAAAAC_U/J3PD1zqItYU/s72-c/IMG_2920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-5000791637467213402</id><published>2010-09-14T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T09:29:48.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I iron my husband's clothes</title><content type='html'>Confession time. My husband loves ironed clothing for work. I hate to iron. Ok, maybe hate is a bit too strong of a word. I don't enjoy it, however. My feelings aside, though, it is a necessary evil in our house since the hubster needs to dress in business attire for work. However, he has never asked me to iron for him. In fact, he has actually said that if he wants something ironed he can "do it his own dang self." The laundry is on my list of responsibilities but the extra step of ironing has not been an expectation that Steve has of me. I appreciate that he recognizes and gives room for my aversions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard for me, though, to hang up wrinkly dress shirts and pants in the closet knowing he will have to iron when he is tired before bed or would have to get up extra early to do it. My solution? Buy wrinkle resistant business clothing and circle the laundry room like a vulture over fresh meat waiting for the dryer to buzz. I have been known to hurdle toys and other laundry to get to the dryer so I can yank those babies right out and get them on a hanger before they wrinkle. Did I mention that I don't enjoy ironing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am being honest I do have to admit that you really can tell the difference between an ironed shirt and one just out of the dryer. Recently it became important to me to go a step farther, go the extra mile, if you will. Steve works very hard, gets up early with no complaint, deals with my night owl tendencies and more importantly values the call on my life to be stay at home wife and mom. I realize these days that being able to stay home with my kids is a luxury, that it's not always possible for those who would like to do the same. While we have made zillions of sacrifices and it is hard, hard, hard, I still wouldn't trade it for any other job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each week, I get his wrinkled shirts and pants out of the dryer and I iron them. I pray for him and his co-workers and I thank God that I have a husband that values the call on my life as much and sometimes more than I do. And you know what? When a less than desirable chore is done as an act of love and gratefulness, it takes on meaning and purpose and can actually be enjoyable. And if I do it while watching my Seattle Seahawks mow down their opponent on a Sunday afternoon, well that's just gravy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-5000791637467213402?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/5000791637467213402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=5000791637467213402' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5000791637467213402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5000791637467213402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/09/why-i-iron-my-husbands-clothes.html' title='Why I iron my husband&apos;s clothes'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-5162239532557377859</id><published>2010-09-07T07:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T07:13:53.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TIZH4A0EeeI/AAAAAAAAC9c/K18sO4vK4Mw/s1600/DSCN7010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514173821378394594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TIZH4A0EeeI/AAAAAAAAC9c/K18sO4vK4Mw/s320/DSCN7010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time to finish up the canning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to crack open the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to slow down on outside activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to open our minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to buckle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to build character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to make memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-5162239532557377859?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/5162239532557377859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=5162239532557377859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5162239532557377859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5162239532557377859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s time'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TIZH4A0EeeI/AAAAAAAAC9c/K18sO4vK4Mw/s72-c/DSCN7010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-1200513935308783684</id><published>2010-08-30T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T10:11:29.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have long wanted something subtle to honor our first daughter that we were blessed to parent for a short ten days almost eleven years ago. Kelli from &lt;a href="http://www.riesdialogues.com/"&gt;Rie's Dialogues&lt;/a&gt; had a &lt;a href="http://www.thevintagepearl.com/"&gt;Vintage Pearl &lt;/a&gt;giveaway recently and I won a gift certificate. I have been a fan of The Vintage Pearl but had never taken the plunge and ordered something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/THvi4vi_J0I/AAAAAAAAC8o/rsANMmgZuQA/s1600/IMG_2918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511248033481697090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/THvi4vi_J0I/AAAAAAAAC8o/rsANMmgZuQA/s320/IMG_2918.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I found this necklace that could have an O engraved on it I knew it was exactly what I had been looking for all of these years. Now I can carry a little piece of Olivia Margaret with me. Margaret is the name of both of our mothers and means precious pearl. So many perfect details in my sweet reminder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-1200513935308783684?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/1200513935308783684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=1200513935308783684' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1200513935308783684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1200513935308783684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/08/sweet-reminder.html' title='Sweet reminder'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/THvi4vi_J0I/AAAAAAAAC8o/rsANMmgZuQA/s72-c/IMG_2918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-780954259760866044</id><published>2010-08-26T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T08:57:22.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A family affair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were gifted three boxes of apples from my great-uncle. They were the best apples I have seen in long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/THaYaaJYV8I/AAAAAAAAC8E/E-TJajUQ4xA/s1600/IMG_2796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509758773597067202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/THaYaaJYV8I/AAAAAAAAC8E/E-TJajUQ4xA/s320/IMG_2796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We decided to try some pie filling first and made 6 pints.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/THaYaBQtoVI/AAAAAAAAC78/rD-3y0q4Bts/s1600/IMG_2799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509758766916936018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/THaYaBQtoVI/AAAAAAAAC78/rD-3y0q4Bts/s320/IMG_2799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It looks so pretty in the jars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/THaYZYfpkMI/AAAAAAAAC70/0_6OQJtL1oM/s1600/IMG_2908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509758755973730498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/THaYZYfpkMI/AAAAAAAAC70/0_6OQJtL1oM/s320/IMG_2908.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We then moved on to applesauce. My kids like it so we thought it would be worth having it on the shelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/THaVEUruXII/AAAAAAAAC7s/dl-bCt1Wtn0/s1600/IMG_2910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509755095638498434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/THaVEUruXII/AAAAAAAAC7s/dl-bCt1Wtn0/s320/IMG_2910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We all chipped in and the process went really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/THaVD1qX7DI/AAAAAAAAC7k/hlDgHlgRFjQ/s1600/IMG_2913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509755087311334450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/THaVD1qX7DI/AAAAAAAAC7k/hlDgHlgRFjQ/s320/IMG_2913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With all of our help, not to mention the awesome motorized victorio strainer, we made lots of beautiful applesauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/THaVDZjahmI/AAAAAAAAC7c/uefBQIKQoNA/s1600/IMG_2914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509755079765952098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/THaVDZjahmI/AAAAAAAAC7c/uefBQIKQoNA/s320/IMG_2914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 quarts and 7 pints to be exact. The kids are devouring it. I knew they liked it but it would seem that they like homemade even better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-780954259760866044?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/780954259760866044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=780954259760866044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/780954259760866044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/780954259760866044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/08/family-affair.html' title='A family affair'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/THaYaaJYV8I/AAAAAAAAC8E/E-TJajUQ4xA/s72-c/IMG_2796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-4499529009815764556</id><published>2010-08-17T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:35:30.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Date night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TGrxymtxEKI/AAAAAAAAC6o/o1V4Y8NBEEY/s1600/DSCN7814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506479346102112418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TGrxymtxEKI/AAAAAAAAC6o/o1V4Y8NBEEY/s320/DSCN7814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love date night. They don't happen very often though it is more often then when the kids were younger. We have made a point this year to increase the frequency from our anniversary and birthdays to once every month or so. I know a lot of people say you should do it once per week but that just isn't practical for us right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a very challenging day for both Steve and I on many fronts. By five o'clock we had both had it. We were tired, frustrated with circumstances we have no control over and both needed some time out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve had an idea. The kids were happy and were going to watch two shows they have been waiting for. Each an hour long. We made an easy dinner of nachos for everyone and let the kids picnic in the family room. We took our dinner and went upstairs to the office and watched the news and channel surfed for a bit. I suggested that in a bit we go for a swim. Steve was game so we changed and came downstairs. The kids looked at us like we were a bit off our rockers, going swimming without them? We told them they could finish watching their shows and we would be in the pool if they needed us and out we went. We each took jousting floatables that we have and reclined on them. Hands intertwined we floated for about 45 minutes or so. Sometimes chatting, sometimes enjoying the silence with the gurgle of the pool filter in the background that when our eyes were closed sounded like a small waterfall. At one point I asked why we hadn't thought of this before. Steve laughed and said he has no idea. Around bedtime we came in and ushered the kids off to bed. I was so relaxed that I went to sleep much earlier than normal. I'm pretty sure we started something new and I think I just felt my brain take a breather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-4499529009815764556?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/4499529009815764556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=4499529009815764556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4499529009815764556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4499529009815764556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/08/date-night.html' title='Date night'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TGrxymtxEKI/AAAAAAAAC6o/o1V4Y8NBEEY/s72-c/DSCN7814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-1640765286338401270</id><published>2010-08-16T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T09:07:13.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August is getting away from me</title><content type='html'>I hope you are ready for some random catching up that may or may not bore you to tears. We are already half way through the month of August and I am feeling behind. We start school in a few weeks and we are just hitting the canning season. I am feel like I am floundering a bit. I still have some curriculum to purchase and a lot of organizing to do. Our house guest that had been living with us for well over a year moved last week and so now there is more shuffling to do to get things in order. But it's one of those things where in order to organize this you have to move that, but to move that you need to move around those things. It's a snowball effect that I am having a hard time even starting to attempt. I know that when I do it I will be so relieved but the getting started is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated our youngest daughter turning eight over the weekend. Eight!!! No more booster seat for her in the vehicles much to delight of siblings who like a little more room next to them in the car. Speaking of vehicles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the plunge and finally traded in the van. All I can say about that is a hearty hallelujah! My husband once again enjoys driving aka I get a bit of a break. The van made him hurt in so many ways, even to ride. I love to drive and completely understood the need for me to do the driving. It has been 3 years of driving all the time and the last week it has been fun to sit and just look at landscape while we travel. We got a newer extended Trailblazer and we couldn't be happier. Once again we have leather seats and as the mother of five I think some of you can relate to the ease of cleaning leather vs cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are circumstances going on with people around us that are weighing heavy on me. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the upside, the weather is gorgeous and that makes my husband happy which makes me happy. I am a 70's, low 80's person but the hotter it is outside, the happier Steve is. Yay for lots of pool time in the backyard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are still reading this incredibly engaging post, congratulations. Give yourself a pat on the back. You stuck it out and I appreciate it.  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-1640765286338401270?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/1640765286338401270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=1640765286338401270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1640765286338401270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1640765286338401270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/08/august-is-getting-away-from-me.html' title='August is getting away from me'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-5440200161001813138</id><published>2010-08-06T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T11:53:50.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Campout 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Steve and I decided to host a campout for all of the kid cousins (all 19 of them) on his side of the family this last weekend. We chose his mom's back field as the location making it convenient if anyone needed to run home for something or if a child needed to be taken home in the middle of the night. In hindsight we took on more than we should have but we learned a lot and a good time was had by all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TFxE3cpETxI/AAAAAAAAC50/3TmhkXIOcU8/s1600/IMG_2291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 64px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502348564111838994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TFxE3cpETxI/AAAAAAAAC50/3TmhkXIOcU8/s320/IMG_2291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As kids arrived, set up tents and settled we started off the evening with tie dye. Each of them were given a shirt and some designs to choose from. They then chose their colors. It was so fun to see them all together drying on the clothesline Saturday evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TFxE3AnoTHI/AAAAAAAAC5s/4yKUJaaWsD8/s1600/IMG_2311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502348556589616242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TFxE3AnoTHI/AAAAAAAAC5s/4yKUJaaWsD8/s320/IMG_2311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Each shirt was as unique as the person wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TFxE23KOFJI/AAAAAAAAC5k/aeyN8nohyv0/s1600/IMG_2130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502348554050344082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TFxE23KOFJI/AAAAAAAAC5k/aeyN8nohyv0/s320/IMG_2130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were campfires both mornings and evenings with lots of old stories being told by uncles and aunts. A lot of memories were made and new stories will be told for years to come. We also had a water balloon fight that I will post pictures of later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TFxE2YrxAjI/AAAAAAAAC5c/uOydXWg9VAY/s1600/IMG_2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502348545869546034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TFxE2YrxAjI/AAAAAAAAC5c/uOydXWg9VAY/s320/IMG_2214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy was the driving force for all of the plans. He came up with the ideas and made some fantastic breakfast food. Some of the kids have asked us to do it again next year and we are considering that. I think we need to nap first. For a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TFxE12JgSAI/AAAAAAAAC5U/UCeB2MyMLAM/s1600/IMG_2109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502348536599037954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TFxE12JgSAI/AAAAAAAAC5U/UCeB2MyMLAM/s320/IMG_2109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, we are having fun looking at the pictures of the smiling faces enjoying their extended family. That's what it all about anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-5440200161001813138?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/5440200161001813138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=5440200161001813138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5440200161001813138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5440200161001813138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/08/campout-2010.html' title='Campout 2010'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TFxE3cpETxI/AAAAAAAAC50/3TmhkXIOcU8/s72-c/IMG_2291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-993498124165924846</id><published>2010-07-28T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T10:13:22.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It never gets old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every year I am amazed. We plant the seed, water, weed and wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TFBZr2xRetI/AAAAAAAAC4w/E9oAx6yqgLM/s1600/IMG_2019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498993754990803666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TFBZr2xRetI/AAAAAAAAC4w/E9oAx6yqgLM/s320/IMG_2019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The plants and greens grow every so slowly but surely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TFBZrROQKNI/AAAAAAAAC4o/ymGgZrkxaDM/s1600/IMG_2021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498993744911804626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TFBZrROQKNI/AAAAAAAAC4o/ymGgZrkxaDM/s320/IMG_2021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And when it comes to harvest each year I am no less amazed. The meals that include produce from our own garden simply amaze me. I feel so grateful and blessed to be able to eat something so good for us that we had a hand in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-993498124165924846?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/993498124165924846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=993498124165924846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/993498124165924846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/993498124165924846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-never-gets-old.html' title='It never gets old'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TFBZr2xRetI/AAAAAAAAC4w/E9oAx6yqgLM/s72-c/IMG_2019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-2928032200227647969</id><published>2010-07-27T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T11:19:14.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All by himself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;He planted the seeds...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TE8imoFBCBI/AAAAAAAAC38/MA56kZAEc9g/s1600/IMG_2026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498651717031495698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TE8imoFBCBI/AAAAAAAAC38/MA56kZAEc9g/s320/IMG_2026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;watered the plants... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TE8imHyYGdI/AAAAAAAAC30/eTaYnCZzktU/s1600/IMG_2027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498651708363381202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TE8imHyYGdI/AAAAAAAAC30/eTaYnCZzktU/s320/IMG_2027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; weeded a little...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TE8ill_i3qI/AAAAAAAAC3s/x4KO6powXRA/s1600/IMG_2028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498651699291807394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TE8ill_i3qI/AAAAAAAAC3s/x4KO6powXRA/s320/IMG_2028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; watched and waited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TE8ilBjjAfI/AAAAAAAAC3k/tJ63uEoc5no/s1600/IMG_2029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498651689510699506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TE8ilBjjAfI/AAAAAAAAC3k/tJ63uEoc5no/s320/IMG_2029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pulled them up all by himself. He couldn't be prouder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-2928032200227647969?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/2928032200227647969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=2928032200227647969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/2928032200227647969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/2928032200227647969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/07/all-by-himself.html' title='All by himself'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TE8imoFBCBI/AAAAAAAAC38/MA56kZAEc9g/s72-c/IMG_2026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-3419952494474452873</id><published>2010-07-24T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T14:22:48.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet peas</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is nothing like fresh garden peas. Straight from the pods into the steamer for just a few minutes and then placed in a warm bowl with a couple dollups of butter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TEtXljl_K4I/AAAAAAAAC3I/R2TYqSyBi_s/s1600/IMG_2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497584072857168770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TEtXljl_K4I/AAAAAAAAC3I/R2TYqSyBi_s/s320/IMG_2008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We don't buy them canned or frozen unless they are going into some sort of casserole where they are covered in something else. They aren't even the same thing. When canned or frozen the texture morphs the peas into something not even resembling the same vegetable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TEtXlN0DHoI/AAAAAAAAC3A/5cHPsA9NNGY/s1600/IMG_2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497584067010567810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TEtXlN0DHoI/AAAAAAAAC3A/5cHPsA9NNGY/s320/IMG_2010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the last night of VBS Steve and I went over to where we had already pulled up the pea plants and found a few pods we had missed. We opened them and put the few remaining peas onto the kitchen counter. When the kids got home our oldest daughter immediately spotted the peas and with shocked disappointment she asked, "You guys had fresh peas without us?!" Her dad told her that no we hadn't had any while they were gone. Her response was a slightly disgusted question, "Then who's stash is this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should we be worried? :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-3419952494474452873?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/3419952494474452873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=3419952494474452873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3419952494474452873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3419952494474452873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweet-peas.html' title='Sweet peas'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TEtXljl_K4I/AAAAAAAAC3I/R2TYqSyBi_s/s72-c/IMG_2008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-239077512277244207</id><published>2010-07-14T20:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T22:21:26.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I always wanted a big brother. I love my two sisters very much but there was something about a big brother that I longed for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TD6LmFsg-CI/AAAAAAAAC2k/S3OtY5tSgoE/s1600/IMG_1613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493982081918760994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TD6LmFsg-CI/AAAAAAAAC2k/S3OtY5tSgoE/s320/IMG_1613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I was twenty-one my first brother came from Africa. He was three years old and was ring bearer at our wedding four months later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TD6JihYNiDI/AAAAAAAAC2c/WsiidJAF-qc/s1600/IMG_1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493979821607061554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TD6JihYNiDI/AAAAAAAAC2c/WsiidJAF-qc/s320/IMG_1539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then the second came when I was pregnant with our second daughter. He was six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TD6JiGEiS-I/AAAAAAAAC2U/q3XgRxcq4Y4/s1600/IMG_1636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493979814276778978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TD6JiGEiS-I/AAAAAAAAC2U/q3XgRxcq4Y4/s320/IMG_1636.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They are now seventeen and sixteen and heading into their senior year in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TD6Jh22UVxI/AAAAAAAAC2M/607Mpj_wNqw/s1600/IMG_1551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 117px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493979810190612242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TD6Jh22UVxI/AAAAAAAAC2M/607Mpj_wNqw/s320/IMG_1551.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love them as if they have been there my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TD6JhQBt5qI/AAAAAAAAC2E/c3fTnglzz6o/s1600/IMG_1629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493979799769441954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TD6JhQBt5qI/AAAAAAAAC2E/c3fTnglzz6o/s320/IMG_1629.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love them as if we share blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TD6Jg438mzI/AAAAAAAAC18/onva9cEEDJ8/s1600/IMG_1603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493979793554447154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TD6Jg438mzI/AAAAAAAAC18/onva9cEEDJ8/s320/IMG_1603.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I make them smile when I call them my "big" little brothers. I really love that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-239077512277244207?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/239077512277244207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=239077512277244207' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/239077512277244207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/239077512277244207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/07/brothers.html' title='Brothers'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TD6LmFsg-CI/AAAAAAAAC2k/S3OtY5tSgoE/s72-c/IMG_1613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-4884744033452687169</id><published>2010-07-08T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T14:19:00.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A walk down memory lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;13 years ago this past February Steve and I were in this very spot on this very bench when he proposed to me. My family and I were on vacation and Steve was at a funeral in California for a long time pastor friend of his family. Having planned the proposal for some time and not wanting to miss out on his plans he drove all night to come out to join our family for a few days and to propose. My parents had the skinny but I was kept in the dark. I really had no idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDY8ZrVgqHI/AAAAAAAAC1U/peYKd9aBaBM/s1600/IMG_1853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 168px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491643207452239986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDY8ZrVgqHI/AAAAAAAAC1U/peYKd9aBaBM/s320/IMG_1853.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This place is absolutely gorgeous and has a spectacular view of the mountains and ocean. Later he told me that he felt like it was the perfect place because I was a lover of the woods and he of the ocean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDY8ZaTKBhI/AAAAAAAAC1M/Ir33VVS4JRA/s1600/IMG_1821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491643202878965266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDY8ZaTKBhI/AAAAAAAAC1M/Ir33VVS4JRA/s320/IMG_1821.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Calling this place a romantic spot is an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDY8Y3Hg9KI/AAAAAAAAC1E/zhdlx4kh6o4/s1600/IMG_1825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491643193434895522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDY8Y3Hg9KI/AAAAAAAAC1E/zhdlx4kh6o4/s320/IMG_1825.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We explored the area letting the kids look over the cliffs and enjoy the view looking out for miles over the ocean. We also told once again the story of the Japanese tourists that were standing in this very spot in the picture above when Steve proposed. They had just come around the corner as Steve got down on one knee and they went crazy. They were laughing and taking pictures like they were the paparazzi. I was dying laughing trying to say yes. So much so that Steve thought that I was just laughing and hadn't answered him yet. I reassured him that my answer was yes but all I could do was laugh watching all of these cameras clicking away listening to them talk in their language having no idea what they were saying. I bet somewhere in Japan we are in a few vacation books. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDY8Yb8f4fI/AAAAAAAAC08/Iz4FGjqG5Tg/s1600/IMG_1822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491643186140930546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDY8Yb8f4fI/AAAAAAAAC08/Iz4FGjqG5Tg/s320/IMG_1822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are a few trails through this spot on the coast. It is easy walking making it a great trek for the kids and the view is worth every step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDY8XvYzOhI/AAAAAAAAC00/5FpqOFkdnV4/s1600/IMG_1856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491643174180043282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDY8XvYzOhI/AAAAAAAAC00/5FpqOFkdnV4/s320/IMG_1856.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we came back around Steve asked a passer-by if she would be willing to take a picture of our family at the same bench that started it all 13 years ago. A lot can happen in 13 years. Look at that family! That young couple had no idea what was in store for them but that same couple 13 years later wouldn't change a thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-4884744033452687169?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/4884744033452687169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=4884744033452687169' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4884744033452687169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4884744033452687169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/07/walk-down-memory-lane.html' title='A walk down memory lane'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDY8ZrVgqHI/AAAAAAAAC1U/peYKd9aBaBM/s72-c/IMG_1853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-541424810792170588</id><published>2010-07-06T10:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T10:40:52.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coast Extravaganza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been quiet here on the blog because we are on vacation. We are at the coast for nine days and are having a blast. The weather has been better than any other trip we have taken here. Every day has been gorgeous and picture worthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDNoJCr5ZTI/AAAAAAAAC0s/LNWbgZI9A44/s1600/IMG_1420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490846875243865394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDNoJCr5ZTI/AAAAAAAAC0s/LNWbgZI9A44/s320/IMG_1420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids have been spending countless hours exploring and playing on the beach as well as up the river that feeds into the ocean where are staying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDNoIr0ODsI/AAAAAAAAC0k/SMVy3H32U0M/s1600/IMG_1373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490846869104758466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDNoIr0ODsI/AAAAAAAAC0k/SMVy3H32U0M/s320/IMG_1373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The tide doesn't come in as far this time of year making lots of tidepools for looking at ocean life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDNoH6jLuGI/AAAAAAAAC0c/ypa0j0AiGbk/s1600/IMG_1397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490846855879964770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDNoH6jLuGI/AAAAAAAAC0c/ypa0j0AiGbk/s320/IMG_1397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents came for the first part of vacation over the 4th of July weekend. My kids love spending time with them and Steve and I enjoy chatting with them late into the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDNoHa28fvI/AAAAAAAAC0U/DPLoUP75ie0/s1600/IMG_1671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490846847372918514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDNoHa28fvI/AAAAAAAAC0U/DPLoUP75ie0/s320/IMG_1671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A game of memory is always more fun with Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDNoGYbPhVI/AAAAAAAAC0M/uMGUE2WjN1A/s1600/IMG_1754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490846829539984722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDNoGYbPhVI/AAAAAAAAC0M/uMGUE2WjN1A/s320/IMG_1754.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We all said at the dinner table last night that the highlight of the trip so far has been the fireworks at the beach. The house we stay at is right on the bay. People build fires and set up camp for the evening to enjoy the festivities. Once it gets completely dark the city sets off fireworks over the ocean and it's a spectacular way to end the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-541424810792170588?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/541424810792170588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=541424810792170588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/541424810792170588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/541424810792170588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/07/coast-extravaganza.html' title='Coast Extravaganza'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TDNoJCr5ZTI/AAAAAAAAC0s/LNWbgZI9A44/s72-c/IMG_1420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-3796043994066336580</id><published>2010-06-29T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T15:15:11.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's that time of year again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love hanging clothing out on the line. I know to some it seems primitive or time consuming. For me, however, it is very relaxing. Aside from the garden, most of the work I do at home is indoors. Doing the slow and methodical job of hanging out the clothes outside is therapeutic somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TCpqcqumTTI/AAAAAAAACzs/Lt-Q3CSt--c/s1600/IMG_1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488316136642989362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TCpqcqumTTI/AAAAAAAACzs/Lt-Q3CSt--c/s320/IMG_1304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I pray, think and plan, decompress or sort things out. Add to that the benefit of money saved and less wear on the clothing and linens and you have worthwhile summer chore. I can do this for only 3-4 months a year where we live and I look forward to it every year. I suppose it might lose it's luster if I could do it all year round. But this way, it is something different from the norm, something simple and something very enjoyable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TCpi16VyC_I/AAAAAAAACzk/OwqFkXEC6uI/s1600/IMG_1309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488307774237576178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TCpi16VyC_I/AAAAAAAACzk/OwqFkXEC6uI/s320/IMG_1309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I run out of clothespins by the time I get to the socks so the deck works just as well. I do go out and flip them to dry the other side at some point. You would think there wouldn't be so many socks to wash in the summer but we are in the Pacific Northwest and with seven people, well, you do the math. That's a lot of socks no matter what time of year it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-3796043994066336580?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/3796043994066336580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=3796043994066336580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3796043994066336580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3796043994066336580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-that-time-of-year-again.html' title='It&apos;s that time of year again.'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TCpqcqumTTI/AAAAAAAACzs/Lt-Q3CSt--c/s72-c/IMG_1304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-6325218154027371623</id><published>2010-06-28T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T15:25:17.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love those greens!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It took two tries and four bags of new soil but our salad garden is finally growing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TCkCGgooqmI/AAAAAAAACys/TZ5x_CnFKds/s1600/IMG_1249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487919931790502498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TCkCGgooqmI/AAAAAAAACys/TZ5x_CnFKds/s320/IMG_1249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have several kinds of greens including lettuces, spinach and cilantro along with green onions and radishes. Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TCkCGO7D3mI/AAAAAAAACyk/5LvmnzKUSWI/s1600/IMG_1263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487919927035944546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TCkCGO7D3mI/AAAAAAAACyk/5LvmnzKUSWI/s320/IMG_1263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The strawberry patch is doing well also. The berries are large and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TCkCFXmAShI/AAAAAAAACyc/EkmwXFmB5JM/s1600/IMG_1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487919912183679506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TCkCFXmAShI/AAAAAAAACyc/EkmwXFmB5JM/s320/IMG_1259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this time of year and I'm hoping heaven will have gardens and temps in the 70's. :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-6325218154027371623?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/6325218154027371623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=6325218154027371623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/6325218154027371623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/6325218154027371623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-those-greens.html' title='I love those greens!'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TCkCGgooqmI/AAAAAAAACys/TZ5x_CnFKds/s72-c/IMG_1249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-4100038485390261254</id><published>2010-06-13T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T15:25:43.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sat in the garden in the sun and weeded for over an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;listened to the water from the soaker hose hit the tomato tent and pretended it was the roar of the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched my kids play in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat with my guy while we visited and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re-planted most of all our green and red peppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did laundry. (Dirty clothes don't recognize Sundays as a day off.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prayed about some hard stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran errands with my oldest girl and had a great time enjoying the person she is becoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed my oldest son who was having a great time with his aunt and uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to see one of my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed my oldest daughter who left to spend time with her cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worked on plans for a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got two spontaneous hugs from my middle girl because she just felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told my husband how much it means to me that he appreciates and gives me the freedom to be who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made pico de gallo and guacamole for the first of what will be about a gazillion times this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ordered a new camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a sunburn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read two books and sang a lullaby to my two youngest before I sent them off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanked God for the place he has me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I enjoyed my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-4100038485390261254?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/4100038485390261254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=4100038485390261254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4100038485390261254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4100038485390261254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/06/today-i.html' title='Today I...'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-3228184642202562729</id><published>2010-06-11T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T09:52:07.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The sun is coming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Several weathermen have predicted at least ten days of either sun or partial sun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TBJoyS1qJnI/AAAAAAAACuQ/7z1AMSUccvg/s1600/DSCN0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481558909722961522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TBJoyS1qJnI/AAAAAAAACuQ/7z1AMSUccvg/s320/DSCN0509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm trying not to get too excited just in case but I know there are a lot of people in my life that could use a good dose of Vitamin D. I'm off to check our lettuce and tomatoes and radishes and dill and cucumbers and potatoes and, well, you get the idea. Anything that is not inside. Have a good weekend, friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-3228184642202562729?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/3228184642202562729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=3228184642202562729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3228184642202562729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3228184642202562729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/06/sun-is-coming.html' title='The sun is coming!'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TBJoyS1qJnI/AAAAAAAACuQ/7z1AMSUccvg/s72-c/DSCN0509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-4233460830069528915</id><published>2010-06-09T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T14:03:35.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stream of consciousness</title><content type='html'>I am borrowing the title of this post from other bloggers. It seems to be appropriate for this post. I have been a bad blogger the last week. Our summer has had an interesting start and we have yet to hit our stride. I have been spending days gardening, working on couponing deals and getting organized. We are hosting a Thrill of the Grill House Party for Oscar Mayer, a larger family garage sale and are getting ready for upcoming vacation. Life is good but busy!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closets are being cleaned out, hot spots de-cluttered and the back yard is getting whipped back into shape. Steve and the kids have been working this week on cleaning out and setting up our pool for the summer. Rumor has it summer is on it's way but I am a tad skeptical at this point. I do love that the pool is ready to go should it really come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would seem that I owe an apology to our local bird population. It was suspected that birds were eating up our garden when in reality we have a snail and slug infestation like nothing I have ever seen. All along our northern property line across the fence is a field of ivy. Slugs in particular love ivy. Yay us. They ate all 16 of my pickling cucumber plants and 14 out of 18 pepper plants. They also ate just about every green bean plant that came up. I couldn't believe it. We have never had a problem before. We tried some organic options but in the end had to settle with slug bait. Almost three dozen slugs and one HUGE snail later we seem to have the problem under control. I have begun re-planting and so far, so good. Now if only the sun could come every now and then and we would be golden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our kids finished up their first round of homeschool testing for the state since we started home educating. I am relieved to report that they are learning, thriving even. All of you teachers out there understand when I say you never know how much they are retaining. You hope for it but the proof is in the pudding. Even two of mine who struggled big time with math when they came home both scored above grade level in that subject. What a relief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already I feel that summer break is getting away from me. I am trying to find a way to slow down and enjoy the season.The rest of the year I am focused on schooling, feeding and cleaning. During the summer its feeding, buying school supplies and gardening for food. As busy and hard work as it is I still love it. It can be frustrating, mind numbing and hard but it is also enjoyable and rewarding and I cannot imagine having it any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note I think the dishwasher needs to be run. Happy Wednesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-4233460830069528915?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/4233460830069528915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=4233460830069528915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4233460830069528915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4233460830069528915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/06/stream-of-consciousness.html' title='Stream of consciousness'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-8949419314198294296</id><published>2010-05-31T17:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T19:32:30.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today we went to the cemetery where my daughter and father-in-law are buried. It was decked out with flags along the perimeter and roadways. The cemetery is normally cleaned up and mowed the week before but the flags were a new and beautiful tribute this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TARbKIg2MbI/AAAAAAAACsQ/DC0Sou5WJVE/s1600/DSCN0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477603276431438258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TARbKIg2MbI/AAAAAAAACsQ/DC0Sou5WJVE/s320/DSCN0652.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This cemetery is outside of a little town we used to live in when our daughter was born. When Steve's dad passed away it made sense to the family that he would be buried next to her. A fact that comforted me when we moved from that little town. I know she's not really there but there was a part of me that felt like I was deserting her when we re-located.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TARbJgrSF9I/AAAAAAAACsI/5GZ4vELWPnU/s1600/DSCN0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477603265737791442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TARbJgrSF9I/AAAAAAAACsI/5GZ4vELWPnU/s320/DSCN0631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is so pretty up in the cemetery on the hill and the view is breath-taking in almost every direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TARbJCxvkEI/AAAAAAAACsA/AUhnpBgzzsc/s1600/DSCN0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477603257711824962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TARbJCxvkEI/AAAAAAAACsA/AUhnpBgzzsc/s320/DSCN0633.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We placed flowers and admired the flags that were placed next to each head stone of someone who had served in the military. Steve's dad served in the Korean War and had one of those flags. Someone had been there before us, presumably from the family, and added some flowers to our little girl's place as well as several small flags in front of Steve's dad's stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TARbIuLFe1I/AAAAAAAACr4/mmaU8Il9l-A/s1600/DSCN0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477603252180974418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TARbIuLFe1I/AAAAAAAACr4/mmaU8Il9l-A/s320/DSCN0653.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-8949419314198294296?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/8949419314198294296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=8949419314198294296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8949419314198294296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8949419314198294296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/05/remembering.html' title='Remembering'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TARbKIg2MbI/AAAAAAAACsQ/DC0Sou5WJVE/s72-c/DSCN0652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-6329054206982235907</id><published>2010-05-31T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T14:27:31.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We celebrated Steve's birthday this last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TAPrinNG2TI/AAAAAAAACrU/J2xgDB8HmrY/s1600/DSCN0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477480551684692274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TAPrinNG2TI/AAAAAAAACrU/J2xgDB8HmrY/s320/DSCN0436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a lot of fun working on some little surprises with the kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TAPriP3167I/AAAAAAAACrM/kWdfJtf-LFk/s1600/DSCN0420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477480545421487026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TAPriP3167I/AAAAAAAACrM/kWdfJtf-LFk/s320/DSCN0420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids decorated with streamers, chains and snowflakes. Not sure why the snowflakes other than they knew how to make them, but it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TAPrhiwZO7I/AAAAAAAACrE/dLk18TExnsg/s1600/DSCN0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477480533310651314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TAPrhiwZO7I/AAAAAAAACrE/dLk18TExnsg/s320/DSCN0441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made one of his favorite cakes for dessert. White cake with whipped cream frosting and strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TAPrhJXFRmI/AAAAAAAACq8/g6auPmJi-9U/s1600/DSCN0452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477480526493599330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TAPrhJXFRmI/AAAAAAAACq8/g6auPmJi-9U/s320/DSCN0452.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's safe to say he really liked the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TAPrgpdtJaI/AAAAAAAACq0/ttsgCWuelmQ/s1600/DSCN0437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477480517931443618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TAPrgpdtJaI/AAAAAAAACq0/ttsgCWuelmQ/s320/DSCN0437.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we had as much fun celebrating him as he did enjoying his birthday. Happy Birthday, hon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-6329054206982235907?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/6329054206982235907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=6329054206982235907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/6329054206982235907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/6329054206982235907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday-to-you.html' title='Happy Birthday to You!'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/TAPrinNG2TI/AAAAAAAACrU/J2xgDB8HmrY/s72-c/DSCN0436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-3263515768645730122</id><published>2010-05-25T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T11:09:08.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The calendar says it is spring...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;...but the weather is looking otherwise. We got our garden in and now it is so saturated I can barely walk in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S_wPxSLQdII/AAAAAAAACqY/wavkPayQ1SU/s1600/DSCN0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475268586342741122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S_wPxSLQdII/AAAAAAAACqY/wavkPayQ1SU/s320/DSCN0398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since we can't be in the garden we have found plenty of other projects to keep ourselves busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S_wPw_xyfjI/AAAAAAAACqQ/zqKGDQ0pDOs/s1600/DSCN0400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475268581404081714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S_wPw_xyfjI/AAAAAAAACqQ/zqKGDQ0pDOs/s320/DSCN0400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like splitting a huge pile of bark into two piles. We went in with our neighbors to order enough to avoid paying for delivery.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S_wPwLuKcFI/AAAAAAAACqI/oM63gJaTBCM/s1600/DSCN0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475268567430230098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S_wPwLuKcFI/AAAAAAAACqI/oM63gJaTBCM/s320/DSCN0399.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's so nice having good friendly neighbors to do things like this with. We are grateful for such great neighbors in our neck of the woods.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-3263515768645730122?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/3263515768645730122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=3263515768645730122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3263515768645730122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3263515768645730122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/05/calenday-says-it-is-spring.html' title='The calendar says it is spring...'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S_wPxSLQdII/AAAAAAAACqY/wavkPayQ1SU/s72-c/DSCN0398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-4951882439877998526</id><published>2010-05-21T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T17:29:54.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart for Adoption</title><content type='html'>Do you have a heart for adoption? Are you looking for a way to care for the orphan? There are so many ways to do that other than the obvious of having adopted children in your home. Things such as walking along side another family emotionally, taking in meals in those first few tender months, committing to praying for adoptive families, giving respite to weary parents giving lots with little in return in those first days and sometimes for years, giving financially and the list goes on. &lt;a href="http://www.storinguptreasures.com/"&gt;Storing Up Treasures&lt;/a&gt; is doing something called 10K in 20 Days. They have selected 26 families working towards giving children families to call their own. You can donate a little or more than a little. It doesn't matter. Anything to get those kids in loving families helps. Someone came forward and paid 3/5 of our adoption nearly ten years ago. Those two kids have added so much to our lives so we are asking any of you who read this small blog if you are so led to go over to their blog and donate to this cause. Adoption is near and dear to my heart and I love to pay it forward in this way. Would you help us do that? Go to this &lt;a href="http://www.storinguptreasures.com/2000/05/10k-in-20-days-we-want-to-bless.html"&gt;page&lt;/a&gt; for more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storinguptreasures.com/2010/05/paying-it-forward.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i327.photobucket.com/albums/k441/shopchix/10k-in-20-days.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-4951882439877998526?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/4951882439877998526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=4951882439877998526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4951882439877998526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/4951882439877998526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/05/heart-for-adoption.html' title='Heart for Adoption'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-2358941801784705202</id><published>2010-05-18T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:34:47.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds</title><content type='html'>I have always really enjoyed having birds around. I love hearing them sing and watching them build their nests. Well, today they are wearing out their welcome. All of my lettuce that was coming up is gone as well as half of my cucumber plants and a few peppers. I have been able to turn over some planting containers over the remaining small plants until they get bigger to protect them but we are still working on a solution for the salad garden. Ugh. So annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-2358941801784705202?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/2358941801784705202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=2358941801784705202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/2358941801784705202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/2358941801784705202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/05/birds.html' title='Birds'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-7189917336846099169</id><published>2010-05-17T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T14:58:07.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it begins...the four W's.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watering, weeding, watching and waiting. I'll take you on a little tour of the food growing on our property from east to west. Our house faces the south. The back of the house faces north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S_F7xCrM7EI/AAAAAAAACmA/FM2n5kdK2tE/s1600/DSCN0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472291104693742658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S_F7xCrM7EI/AAAAAAAACmA/FM2n5kdK2tE/s320/DSCN0218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's the salad raised bed above on the north/eastern side behind the house. It has radishes, spinach, lettuce greens, cilantro and green onions in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S_F7wsr7KGI/AAAAAAAACl4/7ZIH_6QQj7E/s1600/DSCN0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472291098791192674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S_F7wsr7KGI/AAAAAAAACl4/7ZIH_6QQj7E/s320/DSCN0340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moving west along the northern fence we have the strawberry bed that is looking very good this year. It is starting to fill in and each plant is loaded with blooms and berries. I can almost smell the jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S_F7v4lIPyI/AAAAAAAAClw/DbxvawFxKfA/s1600/DSCN0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472291084804046626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S_F7v4lIPyI/AAAAAAAAClw/DbxvawFxKfA/s320/DSCN0348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here on the western side of the property lies the main family garden. It is about 20' X 25'. Each of the kids have their own small plot. These three squares above are the plots for the youngest three in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S_F7vZY4zpI/AAAAAAAAClo/GglyB28mJxI/s1600/DSCN0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472291076431203986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S_F7vZY4zpI/AAAAAAAAClo/GglyB28mJxI/s320/DSCN0352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are the tomatoes under their green house tent. First we lay down black plastic, then cut holes and plant the tomatoes. Next we place tomato cages over each plant and lay down a long soaker hose. We then cover it with a semi-transparent plastic and clothes pin it at the tops and bottoms of the cages. Our tomatoes will get a fantastic head start this way. You can see pictures step by step from a previous year &lt;a href="http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2008/05/tomatoes-oh-sweet-tomatoes.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S_F7u9iuqJI/AAAAAAAAClg/a82fRpqh3RE/s1600/DSCN0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472291068956289170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S_F7u9iuqJI/AAAAAAAAClg/a82fRpqh3RE/s320/DSCN0353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the picture above from the garden bench Steve built me last year on the side of the garden shed. It's a great vantage point to sit in the shade and watch my garden grow. Behind the tomato tent lies the two older kids' garden areas. They are older and have a little bigger area to work with than the younger ones. On the right side behind the tent is a small area for dill, rasberries and broccoli plants. The potato bed is on the western side of the garden running north to south. In front of the tomatoes you can see the two double rows of green beans. (Well you really can't see the beans yet but you can see the area.) Just south of the green beans are the two beds of carrots and to the right of that is the pepper bed. We have 18 pepper plants this year. Last year we had 8 and we had just enough for salsa and a little eating. We also love to make shish-ka-bobs and stir fry so decided to increase how many plants we have. Finally we have the cucumber mounds in the south end of the garden that run west to east. We hope to have 16 plants again this year to make all of the pickles from. You may notice the walk-ways between the veggies areas. They are just the right size for a small narrow tiller we have access to. We will use it every few weeks to till between the rows keeping the garden looking neat. There is something so nice about an attractive garden free of weeds. I am quite happy to have all of our plants in this early. Now on to the watering, weeding, watching and waiting. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-7189917336846099169?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/7189917336846099169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=7189917336846099169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/7189917336846099169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/7189917336846099169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-so-it-beginsthe-four-ws.html' title='And so it begins...the four W&apos;s.'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S_F7xCrM7EI/AAAAAAAACmA/FM2n5kdK2tE/s72-c/DSCN0218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-1785763293124980059</id><published>2010-05-11T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T13:25:28.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S-m3ALy57lI/AAAAAAAACkQ/OQCZxhg4gJE/s1600/DSCN0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S-m2_hxbnoI/AAAAAAAACkI/YEdD33Wwtqo/s1600/DSCN0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470104424931892866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S-m2_hxbnoI/AAAAAAAACkI/YEdD33Wwtqo/s320/DSCN0124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...(while I was out grocery shopping and unaware) got all of the laundry caught up before he went on a business trip last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...helped me plant my salad garden, potatoes and Mother's Day flowers when he got back from said business trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...made me breakfast and lunch on Mother's Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...gives all that he has at work even when he doesn't feel like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...listens to me ramble on about nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...isn't afraid to do "women's work" and in the process makes himself look like a real man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...lives out the definition of team work in our marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...shows the kids on a daily basis what a good husband looks like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...in light of tight finances helped me plant flowers from seed for the yard this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...comes home after a long day and makes dinner when it looks like my day might have been just as long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...loves me like no one else could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this woman is grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-1785763293124980059?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/1785763293124980059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=1785763293124980059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1785763293124980059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1785763293124980059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-man.html' title='This man'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S-m2_hxbnoI/AAAAAAAACkI/YEdD33Wwtqo/s72-c/DSCN0124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-2015127992006030152</id><published>2010-05-09T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T15:44:18.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wishing all of you mothers and those wishing to be mothers time with your loved ones today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S-c6VKWgXeI/AAAAAAAACjQ/osdJyPWw_yU/s1600/DSCN0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469404407695171042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S-c6VKWgXeI/AAAAAAAACjQ/osdJyPWw_yU/s320/DSCN0273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be hanging out with my blessings in the backyard today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S-c6UWOoviI/AAAAAAAACjI/PyN6b-NmRQE/s1600/DSCN0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469404393703521826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S-c6UWOoviI/AAAAAAAACjI/PyN6b-NmRQE/s320/DSCN0252.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-2015127992006030152?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/2015127992006030152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=2015127992006030152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/2015127992006030152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/2015127992006030152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S-c6VKWgXeI/AAAAAAAACjQ/osdJyPWw_yU/s72-c/DSCN0273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-2552074341789717586</id><published>2010-05-06T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T09:28:59.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruit and my kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's really hard for me to keep fruit in the house around here. It is a great snack and the kids love it. Five kids eating fruit twice a day = 10 pieces of fruit per day. Of course, then Steve and I eat some as well. Being busy daily means I don't have time to run to the store all the time as well as the expense in the winter time means less fruit buying that time of year. About five years ago we came up with solution of canning fruit in the summer when it's fresh and less expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S-LlTNeg8bI/AAAAAAAAChw/fxJx-TavHEI/s1600/DSCN0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468185015779127730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S-LlTNeg8bI/AAAAAAAAChw/fxJx-TavHEI/s320/DSCN0205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Canning the fruit is really quite simple. Normally I don't can pears until summer but our local fruit guy got a shipment in and at $.37/lb who was I to argue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S-LlSiAlXAI/AAAAAAAACho/JfQT1AZfCJc/s1600/DSCN0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468185004110863362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S-LlSiAlXAI/AAAAAAAACho/JfQT1AZfCJc/s320/DSCN0206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The clincher for me was that doing it now means I won't need to do it while I am in the middle of green beans and pickling cucs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S-LlSDDoUtI/AAAAAAAAChg/uWxUgM9g7vQ/s1600/DSCN0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468184995802141394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S-LlSDDoUtI/AAAAAAAAChg/uWxUgM9g7vQ/s320/DSCN0209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are often given pears that time of year and if we are I will still can them then. But this way, the pressure is off. Three hours with my two oldest and we put up 28 quarts of pears. I will still can some this summer if we get them but I won't feel like I need to process every last one for later. I have a head start! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-2552074341789717586?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/2552074341789717586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=2552074341789717586' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/2552074341789717586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/2552074341789717586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/05/fruit-and-my-kids.html' title='Fruit and my kids'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S-LlTNeg8bI/AAAAAAAAChw/fxJx-TavHEI/s72-c/DSCN0205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-5826737496265627609</id><published>2010-05-04T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T21:28:22.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parenting is hard</title><content type='html'>Can I be honest? Even when I know the right thing to do parenting is still hard. Allowing my kids to experience things they need to really bites. Sometimes I want to swoop in and take the hit but that's not always what is best. I can't be God in their lives; I can only point the way. (That may or may not include uncomfortable circumstances. For instance, I now have a very clean back deck.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just today I explained to two of my children that I can bring discipline but the change of heart is up to them. What they choose to learn from the discipline isn't up to me. I know what I would like them to take away from the lesson but in the end it's they who have to either accept or reject my correction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a teachable spirit is easier said than done, even for us adults. One minute I am explaining the concept and the next I am living it out. Or not. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whoever loves instruction loves knowledge, but he who hates correction is stupid.&lt;/em&gt; (Yikes!)&lt;em&gt;Proverbs 12:1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-5826737496265627609?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/5826737496265627609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=5826737496265627609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5826737496265627609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5826737496265627609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/05/parenting-is-hard.html' title='Parenting is hard'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-1847832492385096096</id><published>2010-05-03T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T10:12:46.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you teach all five kids?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I get this question from time to time. It really can be a challenge at times but there are some things that work for me. For instance, I have two fifth graders and a fourth grader. I am able to teach them some subjects like science and history together making my job easier. I am even able to include my second grader in some of those activities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S98AbVbd_6I/AAAAAAAACfY/6VPxzg18mq0/s1600/DSCN0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467088942259896226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S98AbVbd_6I/AAAAAAAACfY/6VPxzg18mq0/s320/DSCN0157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I try to use my children's strengths when schooling. One example is that my second grader is a little mother. She was born believing that she has the answers. Wink, wink. This personality can be a challenge sometimes and there are occasions where I have to remind her that only one mother is needed in our house. On the flip side that personality can also be a valuable asset. When I have a subject or activity that I need to do with the older kids I will send her with a Science reader and her little brother to the family room. Here she will "teach" him from her reader. They do the activities together, she learns, gets her reading done and our youngest is read to. It's win-win. Sometimes getting it all done includes delegation. I am still the primary teacher but I try to use the strengths of my kids to all of our advantage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-1847832492385096096?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/1847832492385096096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=1847832492385096096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1847832492385096096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1847832492385096096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-do-you-teach-all-five-kids.html' title='How do you teach all five kids?'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S98AbVbd_6I/AAAAAAAACfY/6VPxzg18mq0/s72-c/DSCN0157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-8168974804832413509</id><published>2010-04-30T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T09:19:00.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up...almost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little guy has given up naps for the most part. We were all getting ready for our last night of Awana this last Wednesday. I was making dinner and the kids were getting pajamas on since it was pajama night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9sB9zElWKI/AAAAAAAACeg/lrAwUw67qvQ/s1600/DSCN0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465964733937309858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9sB9zElWKI/AAAAAAAACeg/lrAwUw67qvQ/s320/DSCN0177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When dinner was ready I went to find this little boy who had conked out on the couch. Sometimes life gets to be too much and you need a little siesta. We figured since he had his pj's on he decided it was as good a time as any to give in to the exhaustion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-8168974804832413509?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/8168974804832413509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=8168974804832413509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8168974804832413509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8168974804832413509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/04/growing-upalmost.html' title='Growing up...almost'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9sB9zElWKI/AAAAAAAACeg/lrAwUw67qvQ/s72-c/DSCN0177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-3625221434402638600</id><published>2010-04-28T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T09:45:04.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9hl0PuNrxI/AAAAAAAACeA/VKlDDmCUQ6Y/s1600/DSCN0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465230096062066450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9hl0PuNrxI/AAAAAAAACeA/VKlDDmCUQ6Y/s320/DSCN0119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Listening to tunes in the grass.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9hlzZ_Pf2I/AAAAAAAACd4/GMU6g77z6r0/s1600/DSCN0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465230081637973858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9hlzZ_Pf2I/AAAAAAAACd4/GMU6g77z6r0/s320/DSCN0118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-3625221434402638600?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/3625221434402638600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=3625221434402638600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3625221434402638600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/3625221434402638600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/04/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9hl0PuNrxI/AAAAAAAACeA/VKlDDmCUQ6Y/s72-c/DSCN0119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-2084583384616557229</id><published>2010-04-26T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T08:59:13.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just panicy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For mother's day this year Steve's mom requested help on her property in place of a gift. Each family would spend a couple of hours working from a list of projects. We went over on Saturday afternoon to work on her strawberry and potato beds. Nana shares her strawberries and potatoes so this gift of work for her also gives back to us later in the summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9W1A0s1F_I/AAAAAAAACbg/1OAq-WH5HoI/s1600/DSCN0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464472748635265010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9W1A0s1F_I/AAAAAAAACbg/1OAq-WH5HoI/s320/DSCN0083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids worked with us but we also gave them lots of time to run around and play.  A favorite past time at Nana's house is to look for snakes. And look for snakes they did. (Harmless ones of course.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9W1ASvXN0I/AAAAAAAACbY/bQfqfsmVMIs/s1600/DSCN0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464472739519084354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9W1ASvXN0I/AAAAAAAACbY/bQfqfsmVMIs/s320/DSCN0097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They formed a small snake pit out of a pile of sand to keep the snakes in. It was much larger than the beginning of one you see above. Unfortunately, however, the snakes had other ideas and wouldn't stay put for observation for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9W0_08P9ZI/AAAAAAAACbQ/8JPixiE1ajE/s1600/DSCN0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464472731520071058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9W0_08P9ZI/AAAAAAAACbQ/8JPixiE1ajE/s320/DSCN0098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids would be weeding or doing other jobs and suddenly one would cry out, "Snakes out!" They would all come running to catch the snake and place it back into the pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9W0-wA8-iI/AAAAAAAACbI/5Urg7qOHmLs/s1600/DSCN0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464472713017752098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9W0-wA8-iI/AAAAAAAACbI/5Urg7qOHmLs/s320/DSCN0099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun was had by all. The kids came home tired and fell right to sleep. That is until a small knock was heard during the night on our bedroom door. A little boy came to my side of the bed scrambling to climb in saying, "I'm panicing. I'm trying not to but I am just so panicy! I keep seeing snakes and sand and it's creeping me out!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-2084583384616557229?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/2084583384616557229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=2084583384616557229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/2084583384616557229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/2084583384616557229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-just-panicy.html' title='I&apos;m just panicy!'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9W1A0s1F_I/AAAAAAAACbg/1OAq-WH5HoI/s72-c/DSCN0083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-8205646449686083042</id><published>2010-04-23T14:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T14:53:04.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The hum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's that time of year again when you hear mowers and tillers. I love that sound. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9IUd0o2X9I/AAAAAAAACaQ/VuCaAeQ6YvM/s1600/DSCN0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463451800532574162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9IUd0o2X9I/AAAAAAAACaQ/VuCaAeQ6YvM/s320/DSCN0078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The garden is an empty slate. I have all kinds of ideas for this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9IUdQbV1aI/AAAAAAAACaI/SKSRMDUzfL8/s1600/DSCN0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463451790812239266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9IUdQbV1aI/AAAAAAAACaI/SKSRMDUzfL8/s320/DSCN0081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent four hours cleaning up, edging, blowing off and weeding out front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9IUcDkhmYI/AAAAAAAACZ4/4f7uQfiZBZo/s1600/DSCN0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463451770181228930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9IUcDkhmYI/AAAAAAAACZ4/4f7uQfiZBZo/s320/DSCN0076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love our property in the spring. It's park like and peaceful. The dull roar of the mowers and tillers don't bother me. They come with the promise of BBQ's and time with friends and family. Now I'm off to the store to get pizza making supplies and a movie. A nice reward for a job well done by my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-8205646449686083042?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/8205646449686083042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=8205646449686083042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8205646449686083042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8205646449686083042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/04/hum.html' title='The hum'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S9IUd0o2X9I/AAAAAAAACaQ/VuCaAeQ6YvM/s72-c/DSCN0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-8317071446327087703</id><published>2010-04-20T07:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T17:54:21.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh laundry, you must not like me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;While Steve was working on the hammock...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S83A6wgMzhI/AAAAAAAACYI/Hc__aKDt9TI/s1600/DSCN0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462234038755184146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S83A6wgMzhI/AAAAAAAACYI/Hc__aKDt9TI/s320/DSCN0005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the older kids were hanging out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S83A6Uo82QI/AAAAAAAACYA/8nRJmWGrW1U/s1600/DSCN0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462234031275694338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S83A6Uo82QI/AAAAAAAACYA/8nRJmWGrW1U/s320/DSCN0035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the younger three were doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S83A5oDSiPI/AAAAAAAACX4/K6wTk2v-uDA/s1600/DSCN0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462234019306572018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S83A5oDSiPI/AAAAAAAACX4/K6wTk2v-uDA/s320/DSCN0026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm glad they had a great time. On one hand, I am all for times of creative, unstructured play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S83A42vMtoI/AAAAAAAACXw/stFvG36QFeU/s1600/DSCN0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462234006068967042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S83A42vMtoI/AAAAAAAACXw/stFvG36QFeU/s320/DSCN0039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Laundry, on the other hand, could be a challenge this week. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-8317071446327087703?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/8317071446327087703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=8317071446327087703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8317071446327087703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/8317071446327087703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-laundry-you-must-not-like-me.html' title='Oh laundry, you must not like me'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S83A6wgMzhI/AAAAAAAACYI/Hc__aKDt9TI/s72-c/DSCN0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-6556165628097195658</id><published>2010-04-19T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T20:09:47.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a day! It was in the 70's and we loved every minute of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S8vIEnqxXKI/AAAAAAAACXo/yBQioKd3J8U/s1600/DSCN0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461678954810268834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S8vIEnqxXKI/AAAAAAAACXo/yBQioKd3J8U/s320/DSCN0035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was lots of time to play and enjoy the weather. A very good thing for us because rain is predicted for the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S8vIEOJe-GI/AAAAAAAACXg/PX4MWNd0Ljw/s1600/DSCN0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461678947959765090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S8vIEOJe-GI/AAAAAAAACXg/PX4MWNd0Ljw/s320/DSCN0026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was one of those days where everything was at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461678935665623522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S8vIDgWVQeI/AAAAAAAACXY/Qzq6V7dmoJI/s320/DSCN0016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed, played, walked, took pictures and relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S8vIDK1n1eI/AAAAAAAACXQ/dAvti1eadHQ/s1600/DSCN0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461678929891284450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S8vIDK1n1eI/AAAAAAAACXQ/dAvti1eadHQ/s320/DSCN0014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time to start working in the garden. It's a little early for many things but we are planning to plant potatoes this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S8vICUhTtoI/AAAAAAAACXI/OK4g6Zswa20/s1600/DSCN0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461678915310564994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S8vICUhTtoI/AAAAAAAACXI/OK4g6Zswa20/s320/DSCN0021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those apple blossoms. Would anyone like to come over for apple pie this summer? Happy Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-6556165628097195658?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/6556165628097195658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=6556165628097195658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/6556165628097195658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/6556165628097195658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/04/lazy-sunday-afternoon.html' title='Lazy Sunday afternoon'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S8vIEnqxXKI/AAAAAAAACXo/yBQioKd3J8U/s72-c/DSCN0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-1950494755893771330</id><published>2010-04-12T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T13:52:53.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing the time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not much of a game person though I do try to indulge my kids here and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S8OHgCcvRYI/AAAAAAAACV4/ALqTTlXYfYk/s1600/DSCN9887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459356157786146178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S8OHgCcvRYI/AAAAAAAACV4/ALqTTlXYfYk/s320/DSCN9887.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steve, on the other hand, loves games. He tries to play games with them more often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S8OHflqNuQI/AAAAAAAACVw/hwaTtJZQVxM/s1600/DSCN9892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459356150058039554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S8OHflqNuQI/AAAAAAAACVw/hwaTtJZQVxM/s320/DSCN9892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice way to spend a rainy Friday evening, eh? (Phase 10 is our favorite card game.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-1950494755893771330?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/1950494755893771330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=1950494755893771330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1950494755893771330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1950494755893771330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/04/passing-time.html' title='Passing the time'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S8OHgCcvRYI/AAAAAAAACV4/ALqTTlXYfYk/s72-c/DSCN9887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-5125572184877402238</id><published>2010-04-09T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T17:35:05.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again</title><content type='html'>Last year we emptied the kids rooms in what we lovingly refer to as "The reclaiming of the kids' rooms '09". We recently just moved the boys back to their old room and I had some stellar mother moments during that process. I will spare you the details but please trust me, it was ugly. Wow, boys. Just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are in the midst of working on the room that belongs to our girls. It amazes me what gets collected, stored or shoved here and there. No amount of reminding them of the work that will come if the room is bursting at the seams again seems to help. Every. Single. Item. Is. Precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I will be one happy camper when this garage sale is over in a few weeks. We have been removing more from this house than ever before. I am hoping to wave the flag of victory over clutter sometime in May. I will enjoy it while it lasts because I did not just fall off the turnip truck. I am well aware that same flag could be seen at half mast come June 1st. Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-5125572184877402238?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/5125572184877402238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=5125572184877402238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5125572184877402238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/5125572184877402238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/04/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-1695163422802325062</id><published>2010-04-07T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T09:39:00.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Works For Me Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do a lot of cooking around here. 3 meals a day x 7 days = 21 meals per week x 7 people = 147 servings. One thing that I do not take for granted is that Steve enjoys cooking meals almost as much as I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7uJ8xQ2v6I/AAAAAAAACTA/mcIylSuonzA/s1600/DSCN9813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457107050598678434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7uJ8xQ2v6I/AAAAAAAACTA/mcIylSuonzA/s320/DSCN9813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids know that every Saturday breakfast will be a creation from Dad. Last week it was homemade biscuits and sausage gravy. Oh so good. There is no reason to go out to eat for breakfast when you can have this! Steve gets to cook, I get a break from cooking and the kids love what Dad makes. And that's what works me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-1695163422802325062?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/1695163422802325062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=1695163422802325062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1695163422802325062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1695163422802325062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/04/works-for-me-wednesday.html' title='Works For Me Wednesday'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7uJ8xQ2v6I/AAAAAAAACTA/mcIylSuonzA/s72-c/DSCN9813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-6338077329355019295</id><published>2010-04-06T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T12:06:06.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gift that keeps on giving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My parents gave us a membership to a large science center this past Christmas. It is a great gift. We can go as often as we like and it's good at many other museums. We spent a good part of this last Saturday there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7uBnDaJDVI/AAAAAAAACSg/NZz97A8V6a0/s1600/DSCN9832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457097881419320658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7uBnDaJDVI/AAAAAAAACSg/NZz97A8V6a0/s320/DSCN9832.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I didn't take very many pictures since we were too busy doing. With the weather being very rainy it was also very busy. I spent a lot of my time counting heads making sure we didn't lose someone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7uBmnzOT-I/AAAAAAAACSY/8hnDEtZp1ys/s1600/DSCN9840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457097874008330210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7uBmnzOT-I/AAAAAAAACSY/8hnDEtZp1ys/s320/DSCN9840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The older ones were able to drift from us a bit more this time since they are trustworthy and careful. Not too far yet, though. But my lack of pictures of them is proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7uBmJuwW2I/AAAAAAAACSQ/GW90-fZkSc8/s1600/DSCN9829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457097865936526178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7uBmJuwW2I/AAAAAAAACSQ/GW90-fZkSc8/s320/DSCN9829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We did get this one of all of the kids. This tall guy was pretty cool to see up close. Em cracked me up with her pointing behind her, mouth wide open. Too funny. Thanks, Mom and Dad, for such a great gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-6338077329355019295?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/6338077329355019295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=6338077329355019295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/6338077329355019295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/6338077329355019295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/04/gift-that-keeps-on-giving.html' title='Gift that keeps on giving'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7uBnDaJDVI/AAAAAAAACSg/NZz97A8V6a0/s72-c/DSCN9832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-1770237416803582486</id><published>2010-03-30T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:50:33.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring has sprung</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our Italian Prune tree is in full bloom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7IrS6RRksI/AAAAAAAACQo/ktcs3kqvr-Q/s1600/DSCN9800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454469702578442946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7IrS6RRksI/AAAAAAAACQo/ktcs3kqvr-Q/s320/DSCN9800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7IrSpdQRDI/AAAAAAAACQg/toigfs5V8d8/s1600/DSCN9774.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A promise of sunny days to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7IrSNlfkoI/AAAAAAAACQY/T4n3namHfYM/s1600/DSCN9786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454469690583650946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7IrSNlfkoI/AAAAAAAACQY/T4n3namHfYM/s320/DSCN9786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A promise of fresh fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7IrRjB5BjI/AAAAAAAACQQ/glNhK9ub2qM/s1600/DSCN9784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454469679160034866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7IrRjB5BjI/AAAAAAAACQQ/glNhK9ub2qM/s320/DSCN9784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A promise of new life. Happy Spring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-1770237416803582486?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/1770237416803582486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=1770237416803582486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1770237416803582486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/1770237416803582486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-has-sprung.html' title='Spring has sprung'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7IrS6RRksI/AAAAAAAACQo/ktcs3kqvr-Q/s72-c/DSCN9800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-6349254456312007496</id><published>2010-03-29T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T10:30:04.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ending the break with fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our break was heavy with projects this year. The kids had lots of outside time play but the parents were busy with moving rooms, building a room and general organization. We wanted the kids to end break on a high note. Friday night two cousins from Steve's side of the family came over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7DcHNIXaUI/AAAAAAAACOo/hjCC7cV2FYE/s1600/DSCN9742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454101165087615298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7DcHNIXaUI/AAAAAAAACOo/hjCC7cV2FYE/s320/DSCN9742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A couple of the girls baked cookies for everyone wearing aprons from a great grandmother and a great-great grandmother. They weren't having any fun as you can tell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7DavYoCv-I/AAAAAAAACOQ/s6Zff2aGJOo/s1600/DSCN9753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454099656344780770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7DavYoCv-I/AAAAAAAACOQ/s6Zff2aGJOo/s320/DSCN9753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Later on they all participated in a Wii challenge. Meanwhile, the youngest two kiddos got to watch a DVD on daddy's laptop in an upstairs bedroom. They loved that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday, we got to play with two of a  neighbor friend's adorable girls. An 8 month old baby and a 2 year old toddler. Later on we had my sister and her family over for a BBQ and a round of Settlers of Catan (our new favorite game). Their oldest daughter spent the night with us and we took her home after church the next day. The kids had Awana games practice and then it was a relaxing evening of eating and resting. It was a very busy weekend but a great way to end a busy week. I think the kids are ready for our regular routine. I know I am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-6349254456312007496?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/6349254456312007496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=6349254456312007496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/6349254456312007496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/6349254456312007496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/03/ending-break-with-fun.html' title='Ending the break with fun'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S7DcHNIXaUI/AAAAAAAACOo/hjCC7cV2FYE/s72-c/DSCN9742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-710065620179875436</id><published>2010-03-26T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T10:42:32.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not ready!!!</title><content type='html'>My oldest son is taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taller. Than. Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is very exciting for him as his twin sister has always been slightly taller and this means that he has now passed her for the first time ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my word. It's such a strange feeling to be so excited that I can now leave my two oldest at home while I run errands yet freaked out that they are growing up!!! Steve has been sick in bed for the last few days and I have been holding down the fort. I needed to go the store last night and it was so nice to tell the olders to watch the youngers while I went out. They could get their dad if they needed anything and I could get in and out of the store without little people. I came home to the kids watching a movie quietly and it was bliss. It made me feel good to walk in and see big sister with her arm around little brother content as could be.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452998086246385282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S6zw3kOZxoI/AAAAAAAACMg/fFIobr1684Q/s320/DSCN9725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-710065620179875436?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/710065620179875436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=710065620179875436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/710065620179875436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/710065620179875436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-not-ready.html' title='I&apos;m not ready!!!'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S6zw3kOZxoI/AAAAAAAACMg/fFIobr1684Q/s72-c/DSCN9725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-6980983657752009073</id><published>2010-03-24T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T12:18:06.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress is good (recipe below)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So far so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452272911362553234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S6pdU1Q_9ZI/AAAAAAAACLI/HY45qT0uLrk/s320/DSCN9711.JPG" /&gt;My plans are coming together and I feel a little bit like Hannibal Smith from the A Team. "I love it when a plan comes together." (minus the cigar of course.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452272899287203298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S6pdUISAveI/AAAAAAAACLA/fkcadrHZ5MM/s320/DSCN9710.JPG" /&gt;The boys have been successfully moved into their new room and I have put five meals into the freezer. Two Ginger Beef, two Teriyaki Chicken (recipe below) and one Sweet Asian Chicken. We know we love the teriyaki but I will post recipes for the other two when we find out if we like them. They are new to us recipes that I got out of my Fix, Freeze, Feast book (Thanks for the great birthday gift, Mom and Dad!). As you can see, I used my Food Saver for the meals. It makes storing the food a piece of cake and I can easily read what everything is when it is stacked in the freezer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I am tackling the rest of my garage/workout/canning/homeschool storage area. How is that for a multi-purpose spot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Teriyaki sauce for my family of 7 with some leftovers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 cup soy sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1/2 cup sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 1/2 teaspoon ground ginger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 tablespoons red wine vinegar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 medium cloves minced garlic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 tablespoons oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Place 3 lbs meat (chicken or beef) and let it sit in the marinade for at least an hour(2-3 hours is better) before grilling. When making for the freezer we place the meat in foodsaver bags, seal and freeze right away. Take it out on the day you want to grill. By the time it is thawed the meat will be nice and marintated. We also use this sauce for shish-ka-bobs. We just cut up the meat and marinate it the same. We save the marinade after we have put the meat and veggies on the soaked sticks and use it to brush the bobs while they grill.  They are heaven on a stick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059204938902539087-6980983657752009073?l=heartchild-am.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/feeds/6980983657752009073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6059204938902539087&amp;postID=6980983657752009073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/6980983657752009073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6059204938902539087/posts/default/6980983657752009073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartchild-am.blogspot.com/2010/03/progress-is-good-recipe-below.html' title='Progress is good (recipe below)'/><author><name>heartchild</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17998550742337730964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/StpHYyc1nhI/AAAAAAAABf0/Y05iCrmLEsM/S220/DSCN7262.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8tZUMWkvmIE/S6pdU1Q_9ZI/AAAAAAAACLI/HY45qT0uLrk/s72-c/DSCN9711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059204938902539087.post-6830188802993361008</id><published>2010-03-22T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T10:17:29.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Spring Break will be all about organization for me this year. I know that not all homeschoolers take a spring break but it makes sense for me to have the week. There are so many projects that I need to do and things that have fallen behind so a week devoted to that helps me keep my sanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be making some freezer meals for dinner as well as some breakfast meals for the freezer. We did a major project this last weekend to get ready for moving around in the house to accomodate our family better. This included moving my school room inventory into the house and I am still figuring our where to house it. We will be moving two kids into a different bedroom and that means cleaning out and organizing their things once more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also working on a garage sale which is a tad humorous since I vow each year that I will never have one again. However, we have been going through ancient boxes and de-cluttering and there is so much that it makes sense to have one again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The list is long but I hope to have some fun with the kids as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll leave you with a picture of Em on our recent trip to the coast. I told her that she could read for awhile until she got tired. As you can see on the clock, she was enjoying her book very much. 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