tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74562670211868877982024-03-05T11:34:18.484-06:00Life At Our HouseWhen you come to the end of everything you know and are faced with the darkness of the unknown,
faith is knowing one of two things will happen: Either there will be something solid for you to stand on,
or you will be taught how to fly.
--Barbara J. WinterRachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.comBlogger302125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-47489900545663421032011-03-11T07:11:00.000-06:002011-03-11T07:11:28.496-06:00Video of Riley's first Cartwheels - and Taylor being her cute self<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwnAu-nCsS7wVnvQc702viT8xrLwpGfRPJxvBpwi5q2Wad5_4EzQi4jfeGU1ajAMmWzWoGdDdZmtRXSpIfVUA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/145/EE3C23BDBA7AADBD965BAFA9E7A81C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;" /></a>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-58544401146629938542010-01-23T14:10:00.001-06:002010-02-12T11:01:31.001-06:00Please Deposit my Paycheck pleaseI should have known something was wrong when after our dr's visit last night (yes you read right we were just at the doctor yesterday afternoon) when Riley wouldn't eat pizza, or even the pepperoni off her pizza. I should have clued in to the fact that her throat must have been hurting when my girl who loves food, especially pizza, would wait until we got home and then ask for "Daddy's Special Noodles" (ramen). When we got up this morning, I looked in Riley's throat and I'm telling you I've never seen tonsils so swollen - one side was completely to the middle of her throat and the other side was pretty good sized too. Thank goodness the dr's office is open on Saturday's now or we'd have been headed to urgent care or the ER.<br />
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The rapid strep was negative, they are sending it off to be sure, and thankfully started us on antibiotics, hopefully they'll do the trick (quickly) because my girl is miserable.<br />
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And yes, I'm thinking that the dr's office and pharmacy should start receiving their allotment from my paycheck next pay period :) <br />
Edit: Big strep was negative too, but whatever it is, the antibiotics seem to be helping, thank goodness!!!<br />
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That always makes a Mommy (and Daddy) just a little nervous, especially when the words "blood work" were mentioned as a possibility. Yikes, I didn't want to think about that!!<br />
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Thankfully - no blood work was required and we learned that growing pains aren't actually caused by growing at all. They are overtired or overstimulated muscles and so stretching is one of the best things to do, especially before naptime and bedtime.........so we'll be doing some stretches, and making sure we get enough Vitamin D (by the way the new recommendation is 400 iu's if you want to check your kiddos vitamins - most only have 200 iu's). <br />
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So today marks the end of the year, what a crazy year it's been - we went from a family of three to a family of four. Riley learned to let Daddy put her to bed because Mommy was too sick and was in bed herself by 7pm most nights when I was pregnant. Riley learned to write her name and started dance class. She had her first dance recital, performance at a basketball game and was even a mascot at a Mighty Might football game this fall. We went from having one, nearly self-sufficient child who was three, to having a big girl and a tiny baby, overnight. We learned that children are different - very different. We took a tiny baby to the chiropractor, which seemed crazy at the time, but something I would totally recommend to anyone. Taylor had her first Walnut Festival, Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, teeth (yeah we got two at once), trip to urgent care, shots, food - rice cereal, learned to roll and so many other things I can't even list them all. <br />
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Now we sit holding a nearly 4.5 month old baby and a four year told, all in the blink of an eye. I wouldn't trade this year for anything, but it is exciting to see what the next year holds - all the new and exciting things Taylor will be learning and seeing and doing for the first time, how grown-up Riley is becoming - sigh............2010 we're ready.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Secondly, guess who has a birthday coming up and is very excited!!! We can't wait to share the details, but all we can say for now, is it might get a bit messy.........and it will be lots and lots of fun!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Mama - we need to have a chat.............<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You see, I love hanging out with Sissy, and I love it most of the time when she's holding me, especially like this because then she's not trying to crumple me up because her lap really isn't big enough to hold me sideways like you do mommy...........<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">and I especially love her kisses...........but do you notice something in this picture that catches your eye mommy? Do you see how Sissy is wearing her sling - I know it's silly since she <a href="http://gravesfamilystuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-sad.html">hurt</a> <a href="http://gravesfamilystuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-on-riley-god-is-good.html">her</a> <a href="http://gravesfamilystuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/off-to-disney-with-buckle-fracture.html">arm</a> back in March but she loves dress up so you shouldn't be surprised that she's wearing it - but anyway, Mommy do you see that big gigantic safety pin there, the one that holds her sling together since it was too big and the velcro wouldn't stick..........well look close because that thing is undone and could take my eye out silly lady.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Notes from Mommy: Eeeekkkkk when I downloaded these pics I about had a heart attack and am so thankful that neither of my kiddos was stuck with that enormous safety pin - so much for safety!<br />
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</div>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-53090671066549944032009-10-11T17:13:00.001-05:002009-10-27T11:16:29.200-05:00The Many Faces of Taylor<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZDXBOtDpireyf46iup2Wzj0QJlAMAjbwpCp-4_85BTwTj9FvjHO0T7PuTg9Acln5habzL4Xt1R6DiYRsWHWvZZacNHzE_dDc4vDddeNgWqz8C7L-L0bKgo6_xiFftaGvULOMfuGKwMe8/s1600-h/100_7153.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397241966108615266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZDXBOtDpireyf46iup2Wzj0QJlAMAjbwpCp-4_85BTwTj9FvjHO0T7PuTg9Acln5habzL4Xt1R6DiYRsWHWvZZacNHzE_dDc4vDddeNgWqz8C7L-L0bKgo6_xiFftaGvULOMfuGKwMe8/s320/100_7153.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Help Mama - there's a green light looking at me, what is that thing you keep holding up that flashes in my eyes?<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yep, I still like to stick out my tongue - remember it's one of the only things I can really do at this point so it entertains me, a lot!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">My pretty happy baby!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">What - you think this outfit makes me look chubby?<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Elvis is in the house ladies and gentlemen<br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/145/EE3C23BDBA7AADBD965BAFA9E7A81C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;" /></a></div>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-33417168260498618562009-10-11T15:42:00.029-05:002009-10-29T13:22:37.796-05:00"Tap Shoes"You know - I was just sleeping, peacefully as can be, when Mama decided she needed to start taking my pic. She's kind of silly since she started this blogging thing because she takes pics of things she probably never would have before.........like the <a href="http://gravesfamilystuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-cute.html">first day I wore socks</a>. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Today she wanted you to know that it's the first time I wore shoes - they are still way too big, but they look pretty cute with my outfit and if you don't squeeze mo toes then you'll never know that there's probably at last an inch of room there to spare - growing room we'll say.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">I kind of woke up here - you can tell I'd rather be sleeping!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">She gave me my bink just to make sure I wouldn't cry, don't mind that it doesn't really match my outfit, Mom's are kinda silly about that sometimes and well I don't have one that isn't pink.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">After church though - I sure showed them, I had one shoe completely off - yep, I worked on that for a good minute or two while we were driving to Grandma's house for lunch.<br />
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</div>I also had my headband around my neck too - at least I didn't have it over my eyes and moving my head like Stevie Wonder trying to get it down like I do sometimes.<br />
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PS - My mom called this tap shoes because that's what my Big Sis kept telling everyone I was wearing, she's pretty sweet, I sure do love her!<br />
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</div>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-88763626502976048822009-10-10T06:23:00.003-05:002009-10-27T11:21:23.659-05:00The Last Green Beans Of The Season<div>Home-grown green beans - there's just no comparison - the canned ones or frozen ones, they simply don't measure up. Now fresh green beans do take <u>forever</u> to cook, but I think they are well worth it and we'll be freezing some tonight, just three little bags full, but that's three bags of yummyness that we'll be able to enjoy this winter when there are no more garden green beans.<br />
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This is the first time Riley helped me snap them - and of course she hammed it up for the camera :)<br />
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She was a great helper, although by the end the pieces were getting bigger and bigger and she finally resorted to either snapping them in half, or if they weren't too big in her mind just tossing them in the bowl.<br />
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Thanks again Grandma Peggy for sharing your green beans this summer - we're gonna miss them!<br />
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</div></div></div>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-68662234798771263162009-10-09T15:37:00.000-05:002009-10-25T15:45:04.195-05:00Can you believe itHello everyone - just wanted to report that I'm growing like a weed, can you believe I'm already 2 months old, yikes, before you know it, I'll be............wait that brought tears to Mama's eyes so I better not finish the thought.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd5_pCKX6KHHtbIzNPuuSJ7sR-T4VoG1JBnVFqpBPi4WkWv9RTE2K9DHGiBRw0gX7tMuwoVzdVT67jq8_yr1dTemQby7mxvNHh7FsiB3qcpdD_vpw5SqwuGKfYa8gBh46MC4nMx37rRUjr/s1600-h/100_7091.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396640704661161522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd5_pCKX6KHHtbIzNPuuSJ7sR-T4VoG1JBnVFqpBPi4WkWv9RTE2K9DHGiBRw0gX7tMuwoVzdVT67jq8_yr1dTemQby7mxvNHh7FsiB3qcpdD_vpw5SqwuGKfYa8gBh46MC4nMx37rRUjr/s320/100_7091.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/145/EE3C23BDBA7AADBD965BAFA9E7A81C42.png" /></a></div>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-91624149054033826582009-10-08T20:12:00.000-05:002009-10-26T17:04:55.311-05:00Mommy NOOOOOOO!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju_A59yTVEICCEnALn-FGMXd5b0_YEn0f6nO_wG3Ppn9dju-YJvpeCMMvNNrU-d4Gi8kOMbPMJwI_PhCUA5Dk_EI3lYqU1qg1bTuvffUKEVWCXO1CplCIXjpm9HKP5U2ZW5sMvs0cPsnRi/s1600-h/100_7111.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396881315817578114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju_A59yTVEICCEnALn-FGMXd5b0_YEn0f6nO_wG3Ppn9dju-YJvpeCMMvNNrU-d4Gi8kOMbPMJwI_PhCUA5Dk_EI3lYqU1qg1bTuvffUKEVWCXO1CplCIXjpm9HKP5U2ZW5sMvs0cPsnRi/s320/100_7111.jpg" border="0" /></a> Guess what - today I had a doctor's appt, and I checked out fine. I weighed 12 lbs 11oz and was 22 1/2 inches long. My head has grown a lot too - it's up to 15 1/2 inches, wow that's a big change from 13 inches when I was born - must be all the new things I'm learning every day.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5EDPTkpZ1piUz3qmpRWs-XomeD8PKTQoaLsDaNratNA8sBA9kHcnic9YyWbXwKs9UguTSgbkNehbbu5tEbCwgBtVS5o5W7Qb_Gv-qDyR24Bama53zhZznB_LUt14JAA_IGgF8xYOQUxZ1/s1600-h/100_7110.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396881313311362738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5EDPTkpZ1piUz3qmpRWs-XomeD8PKTQoaLsDaNratNA8sBA9kHcnic9YyWbXwKs9UguTSgbkNehbbu5tEbCwgBtVS5o5W7Qb_Gv-qDyR24Bama53zhZznB_LUt14JAA_IGgF8xYOQUxZ1/s320/100_7110.jpg" border="0" /></a>The most traumatic part of the day was when I got three shots though - ouch - those hurt, and I cried, loudly, I really wanted them to know that I didn't like that.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfi19gW1Ng2KeQJtyWwiO2jfbO7XPG0o0PGnv3UAg8emYPWVOZc97VsDQNNK2MULiXeeTaM5DKzRYaAR1mdz36z3VkRe0JDSzsCpf9Wq0E1w2prcHzjsXmdxRFQ7jj8bPzTD3qD5Xk6kiN/s1600-h/100_7113.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396881303278350050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfi19gW1Ng2KeQJtyWwiO2jfbO7XPG0o0PGnv3UAg8emYPWVOZc97VsDQNNK2MULiXeeTaM5DKzRYaAR1mdz36z3VkRe0JDSzsCpf9Wq0E1w2prcHzjsXmdxRFQ7jj8bPzTD3qD5Xk6kiN/s320/100_7113.jpg" border="0" /></a>Good thing my Mama was there to pick me up and make it better though, I quieted right down when she did and was ready for a good snuggle.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhswrtKqOHO1_Y7pm9TpVT9Lo4W7ycBF0RKTYvH7chEqkvoK81Ax0YDjkAoiYZY1CLIiWZq5pG3DpY6k4ed6lwR-syeNwhN4hv_bY2uRzvhzjqDMBi33oO2PrUNrAN9rJP0TSVOvy6j2ufy/s1600-h/100_7116.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396881300249334290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhswrtKqOHO1_Y7pm9TpVT9Lo4W7ycBF0RKTYvH7chEqkvoK81Ax0YDjkAoiYZY1CLIiWZq5pG3DpY6k4ed6lwR-syeNwhN4hv_bY2uRzvhzjqDMBi33oO2PrUNrAN9rJP0TSVOvy6j2ufy/s320/100_7116.jpg" border="0" /></a> Mommy thought I'd probably get pretty sleepy because that is what sissy always did (ok to be honest, she thought I'd cry for several hours because I seem to be the opposite of sissy, but I was trying to be nice). I had a really good night though - I laughed and played all evening!! <div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/145/EE3C23BDBA7AADBD965BAFA9E7A81C42.png" /></a></div></div></div></div>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-14095489365785846512009-10-08T15:29:00.000-05:002009-10-25T15:37:03.430-05:00WowzersSo unless you know my sister, like in person, or have seen pics of her from when she was little, this probably won't be a very entertaining post, sorry about that. So when I downloaded pics and was scanning through them (and of course there were well over 100 because I just can't seem to find the time to download on a regular basis these days - who would have though adding a newborn to our family would make spare time disappear hehehe) I was totally shocked when I came to these pics of Riley, because well they totally remind me of my sis - so this post is for you Sarah Rose, I think you have a niece who looks a lot like you, especially in the pic that Mom has in her locket, you know the school pics from when you were like 5 or so!!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkZgL3NJKOIArL8ys8yis_va3YBUOa0EnJs9KsK0uN5K9vhrDQyWyj0BWz8gFlDwIDkXP_Bagg9Dr1c9PSKACuRkbYoVRDnXhzvY-I7v6eXEKvmCGu-dIdktOEU0apAM4dpgdUsbKSWXSU/s1600-h/100_7090.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396638611260834850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkZgL3NJKOIArL8ys8yis_va3YBUOa0EnJs9KsK0uN5K9vhrDQyWyj0BWz8gFlDwIDkXP_Bagg9Dr1c9PSKACuRkbYoVRDnXhzvY-I7v6eXEKvmCGu-dIdktOEU0apAM4dpgdUsbKSWXSU/s320/100_7090.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzsBs_PL8S2bHU57F3M9xLrqYVG-1P50getcvrNe-jaSyEShCOkeb0GBWxUk2Q1k52ruEiKdt_ZXNo37pQumMbYLFcSsiogHW0YZXlyu0nZ402_ZDEqJ_0r2iUlOUKKnDH34p-ckR96vOO/s1600-h/100_7089.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396638613346407170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzsBs_PL8S2bHU57F3M9xLrqYVG-1P50getcvrNe-jaSyEShCOkeb0GBWxUk2Q1k52ruEiKdt_ZXNo37pQumMbYLFcSsiogHW0YZXlyu0nZ402_ZDEqJ_0r2iUlOUKKnDH34p-ckR96vOO/s320/100_7089.jpg" border="0" /></a> Oh yeah - and she dresses like Aunt Sarah too, just kidding, just had to show one of Riley's latest outfits :)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9LV0Cyzis-dco6ttG3J9VFVIH-6WdH-2-v-ouaWPekK6Hhyphenhyphenj91y0MOY5luwn96PW_N2wop8kh1LY8gk4zYC3PYaEpu_kCXjgZ0fp5KvMu4WUBxJiwdy8We1-cK_7MfJJsDgsgTVHVNTxs/s1600-h/100_7088.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396638604878778066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9LV0Cyzis-dco6ttG3J9VFVIH-6WdH-2-v-ouaWPekK6Hhyphenhyphenj91y0MOY5luwn96PW_N2wop8kh1LY8gk4zYC3PYaEpu_kCXjgZ0fp5KvMu4WUBxJiwdy8We1-cK_7MfJJsDgsgTVHVNTxs/s320/100_7088.jpg" border="0" /></a> <p align="left"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/145/EE3C23BDBA7AADBD965BAFA9E7A81C42.png" /></a></p></div></div>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-32923974347721111072009-10-07T06:50:00.003-05:002009-10-07T09:01:38.153-05:00Wordless Wednesday - Rolls and RollsLove those chubby little rolls and that big double chin!<br />PS - Guess who's two months old today?<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT2Bobkdmn9Eyan3c8UxMoE1ZWb2eGOhUaYKNMU3yzYip5EmgIcnRReUvhzwjbqCFeN5vcj69eFE4RSfaJ4vgZGWYuYF6QHl-gN0AtEDK8unkw4ryO6qY1wNXN29BGiYjn1pG5bfsmWz9Y/s1600-h/100_7101.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389453222943098914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT2Bobkdmn9Eyan3c8UxMoE1ZWb2eGOhUaYKNMU3yzYip5EmgIcnRReUvhzwjbqCFeN5vcj69eFE4RSfaJ4vgZGWYuYF6QHl-gN0AtEDK8unkw4ryO6qY1wNXN29BGiYjn1pG5bfsmWz9Y/s320/100_7101.jpg" border="0" /></a> Check out more Wordless Wednesday posts <a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/">here</a> or <a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/">here</a>. <a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/145/EE3C23BDBA7AADBD965BAFA9E7A81C42.png" /></a>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-21245768509252632822009-10-05T16:09:00.000-05:002009-10-25T20:12:24.104-05:00MeowwwwwDon't be jealous ladies - you to can have some of these beautiful press on nails, with Princesses on them, yes, the ladies are all here, Belle, Little Mermaid, Cinderella, Pocahontas, Jasmine and if I'm not mistaken, I think Sleeping Beauty made an appearance too. Riley and I just couldn't pass these up when we were at the Dollar Store tonight and let me tell you - I'm pretty sure we'll get our $1.50 and then some out of them. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifB9-r2FSvtg0JQTsY1Zaomn4yeSfIrJrBCK0TMIzJGOjoAiKVAtPTAibG0hRrbAuJyuSLGB9FYAgSkWnmYr5CgZMS7En9y6cZqOTlagg-XqBVWV9Sv6SoGGc3qtlOZU1TBEMJ3pw4x3ku/s1600-h/100_7108.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396703904094966834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifB9-r2FSvtg0JQTsY1Zaomn4yeSfIrJrBCK0TMIzJGOjoAiKVAtPTAibG0hRrbAuJyuSLGB9FYAgSkWnmYr5CgZMS7En9y6cZqOTlagg-XqBVWV9Sv6SoGGc3qtlOZU1TBEMJ3pw4x3ku/s320/100_7108.jpg" border="0" /></a> And I have to say, it's kinda sad, but when Daddy got home he pointed out that we had put them on upside down - those pretty tips probably should have been up at the top...............but then Riley wouldn't have been able to see the princesses as well and that was her favorite part, so we worked with it.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy33NrPV8XzF1QT87pmDbLVfIX_4D4q58jigPmM6U4EV2Yu_nSxbD-gW7todzSYfQkvsHRtfn5cOy6bXLlKB7q8d-mnKwPCAQH_CqGWvZVWcSoYRFLd2q9tMukgbwNYbxL9hDNxz4DUPy2/s1600-h/100_7106.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396703897498378114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy33NrPV8XzF1QT87pmDbLVfIX_4D4q58jigPmM6U4EV2Yu_nSxbD-gW7todzSYfQkvsHRtfn5cOy6bXLlKB7q8d-mnKwPCAQH_CqGWvZVWcSoYRFLd2q9tMukgbwNYbxL9hDNxz4DUPy2/s320/100_7106.jpg" border="0" /></a>And thankfully - these are re-stickable, because well we put them on, after awhile she takes them off, we put them on again. I'm wondering how many days this will work before they just won't stick anymore though - I bet not near as many as Riley would like!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLxweXrQL_rZ2ILL8ithqcHwwt18zxvpVaJmQ7BZYTr0uS_oL6yhl1xdlTFrN3K-1Z-HmP5Plhme790uKxzlSfMSFAl4CbmTXafYEVkgNz4ka7YC7dJqkArA-kQgcJYp8LFRItuMq2LV0b/s1600-h/100_7103.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396703895618264594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLxweXrQL_rZ2ILL8ithqcHwwt18zxvpVaJmQ7BZYTr0uS_oL6yhl1xdlTFrN3K-1Z-HmP5Plhme790uKxzlSfMSFAl4CbmTXafYEVkgNz4ka7YC7dJqkArA-kQgcJYp8LFRItuMq2LV0b/s320/100_7103.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/145/EE3C23BDBA7AADBD965BAFA9E7A81C42.png" /></a></div></div></div>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-78530066932037281262009-10-04T16:09:00.002-05:002009-10-26T17:11:24.453-05:00Meowwwww<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBpjHhVTUa1YzO0XVhSaoRyfXwaSS7biU29gBd50aVTdmsI7LmnJ9PGkxdp1a8LorX4nN4DYZmNCd3fPCNtmHW0PS7p8zsjeBJ5QazrnZZRk9_7bVV5OP6Cgd7ySgyaccEf0Mr_huYWirR/s1600-h/100_7108.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397034283703522258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBpjHhVTUa1YzO0XVhSaoRyfXwaSS7biU29gBd50aVTdmsI7LmnJ9PGkxdp1a8LorX4nN4DYZmNCd3fPCNtmHW0PS7p8zsjeBJ5QazrnZZRk9_7bVV5OP6Cgd7ySgyaccEf0Mr_huYWirR/s320/100_7108.jpg" border="0" /></a> Don't be jealous ladies - you too can have some of these beautiful press on nails. The princesses are all here - there's Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, The Little Mermaid, Belle, Jasmine and I think maybe even Pocahontas made an appearance.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiYBVmjY9JzV8zvtlz-1kXXfpTjrKJNjXLtmXq9HCBSVTVq_x2Zw9gI3CRu4Si-rvNEiLQdIY6-cbyxQBCmgb_asP398oulACQxrWWfuwoJwGsPhKwTOFziDkDuRlDZxrdhIxE3mmR0Qfi/s1600-h/100_7106.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397034282074940274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiYBVmjY9JzV8zvtlz-1kXXfpTjrKJNjXLtmXq9HCBSVTVq_x2Zw9gI3CRu4Si-rvNEiLQdIY6-cbyxQBCmgb_asP398oulACQxrWWfuwoJwGsPhKwTOFziDkDuRlDZxrdhIxE3mmR0Qfi/s320/100_7106.jpg" border="0" /></a>Riley and I just couldn't pass these up when we saw them at the Dollar Store - and I'm pretty sure we'll get the $1.50 worth out of them. We've put them on and taken them off at least three times already and hopefully they'll stay sticky for another day or two or else Riley might be sad.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Wk4uKtefss6Tt5rNYKmSFDqcbjta75szTR42ilvrpx-0Vkjns2kjFe20lwpSbgVdzel98aKdKttRUMSRD7CxeuHZQAC82iQbniOkP0oZ3EF2xt7KxrCGs-uuNgqiKbe5zwXjfJpbfzdO/s1600-h/100_7103.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397034276332218562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Wk4uKtefss6Tt5rNYKmSFDqcbjta75szTR42ilvrpx-0Vkjns2kjFe20lwpSbgVdzel98aKdKttRUMSRD7CxeuHZQAC82iQbniOkP0oZ3EF2xt7KxrCGs-uuNgqiKbe5zwXjfJpbfzdO/s320/100_7103.jpg" border="0" /></a> And I have to point out that it was Daddy who pointed out we probably had them on upside down - those cute little tips probably should have been on the tips of her nails..............but then the Princesses would have been upside down which would have been sad because Riley wouldn't have been able to see them.<br /><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/145/EE3C23BDBA7AADBD965BAFA9E7A81C42.png" /></a></div></div></div>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-85937286376595463192009-10-03T07:01:00.000-05:002009-10-06T11:36:00.510-05:00Rare MomentHave I ever mentioned that Taylor is a Mama's Girl - and I don't just mean kinda, I mean a "I'll likely throw a fit if I realize Mama's not holding me" kind of Mama's girl - so these moments, well they melt my heart!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKeFeHazcHKjKEvlC1Wkt0-1AS9IHLkID3uEMPSCrEMTF-OO8H8Bz-lKKmCcU3Ym_B7lfTPgenRq396za1S342KNAdAW-3aRa9aG4gFVlIw5SQ3vfUvYM8f82CkyxkpYSO4fE_u21gQ21e/s1600-h/100_7027.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389456410580491394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKeFeHazcHKjKEvlC1Wkt0-1AS9IHLkID3uEMPSCrEMTF-OO8H8Bz-lKKmCcU3Ym_B7lfTPgenRq396za1S342KNAdAW-3aRa9aG4gFVlIw5SQ3vfUvYM8f82CkyxkpYSO4fE_u21gQ21e/s320/100_7027.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/145/EE3C23BDBA7AADBD965BAFA9E7A81C42.png" /></a></div>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-51668760311316569122009-10-02T06:13:00.000-05:002009-10-02T15:22:13.052-05:00Riley Makes Me Laugh - A LOT!Mommy I can't wait to go to school because someone's going to ask me out. They are going to say 'ohhhh look at that pretty girl'<br /><br />I think we should get some spoiled eggs at the grocery store<br />(I think and hope she meant boiled eggs)<br /><br />Mama, are you going to take Taylor with you to work.<br />No sweetie I would really like to take both of you, but Tom says I can't because then I wouldn't get any work done.<br />Well Mom, I can be boring with you.<br /><br />"Mama when I grow up I want to work with you - I can be the mailroom girl"<br />(and we have no mailroom girl - it's just a room with a copy machine, file cabinets, postage meter, and some hole punches - which happen to be her favorite, she could 2 hole and 3 hole punch for a good 30 minutes probably and not get bored).<br /><br />I hear her fussing around so I tip toe into her room and see she's uncovered and wearing a nightgown and must surely be cold. I cover her up and she says "I don't want covers" and not in a nice tone of voice by any means. She then wakes up, rolls over and sweet as can be says "Mama, I'm cold"<br /><br />"Mama, want to play tug of roll"<br /><br />"Ummm, Mama, this, is the best, chocolate pudding ever, it's just delicious"<br />please insert small bites at every comma followed by lots of lip licking<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/145/EE3C23BDBA7AADBD965BAFA9E7A81C42.png" /></a>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-79514422962494881402009-09-30T12:32:00.002-05:002009-09-30T15:34:27.895-05:00I Kind of Feel The Need To WhineI expected to feel overwhelmed and be crying last week when I went back to work - but I think I handled it pretty well, today not so much.<br />I expected my baby to be fussy and cranky last week - but she did a really good job.<br />I did not expect Taylor to be so fussy and cranky this weekend that I called the doctor on Monday to make sure everything was ok.<br />I did not expect to feel totally helpless and completely overwhelmed.<br />I did not expect my baby to have her first fever today.<br />Sigh, I'm tired, I think that's part of the problem, crying babies - even if it's only 15 minutes at a time, will really wear a Mama out!<br /><br />I'm praying the Zantac will help my baby girl - even if she doesn't have bad reflux, any reflux has to be miserable and I so want to fix her and hopefully the meds will, if that's what's wrong. If she's just a crier, Lord help me, because it's hard feeling helpless!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/145/EE3C23BDBA7AADBD965BAFA9E7A81C42.png" /></a>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-76272663168826215862009-09-28T06:56:00.000-05:002009-10-06T11:58:57.011-05:00Pretty GirlsRiley loves to ham it up for the camera - even more so when she's in "costume"!! Here she and Hope are getting read for the pet parade and she gave me a quick "model pose" as she calls it.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnSDCQ3nLikiNE3kkdXoFpSR0veWFqL0Yl-O_vGDbPBuLAyB1-VhtuGubwKpDylQsU-1sL6BPWF4nUnpGiJiOHg4FYumqnS9ErwCsziwD5iu9o_s9PEmrRgajLnhvOItoPvFBJImYvQMqS/s1600-h/100_7025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389455479976161298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnSDCQ3nLikiNE3kkdXoFpSR0veWFqL0Yl-O_vGDbPBuLAyB1-VhtuGubwKpDylQsU-1sL6BPWF4nUnpGiJiOHg4FYumqnS9ErwCsziwD5iu9o_s9PEmrRgajLnhvOItoPvFBJImYvQMqS/s320/100_7025.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8qsxm1qAcD0_-Xi_dT-26OINFJZm4lZyJGpnL41Kbeyd4DNr7SKw8N_kgabJTDYoWwXlM_CpT1fwUUwa5eKTCp4RkLvObjonp-tRZaQNujnATmMpIdNWnwGADmCWaY4qWPjrkFtKRTPQw/s1600-h/100_7030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389455470710768546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8qsxm1qAcD0_-Xi_dT-26OINFJZm4lZyJGpnL41Kbeyd4DNr7SKw8N_kgabJTDYoWwXlM_CpT1fwUUwa5eKTCp4RkLvObjonp-tRZaQNujnATmMpIdNWnwGADmCWaY4qWPjrkFtKRTPQw/s320/100_7030.jpg" border="0" /></a> Don't mind the ice machine in the background, just focus on the pretty girl and her flowers.<br /><div align="center"><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb6phIsJyIeuAtcfcsqE0bHASCcC3QeP5QJzC149k0DXxtD0n2IKdv8baOz8mExvK2OQ_mck2sMlMIuEHRCQ3CzmSZ2LeTAKy1SGbEzWBMbZrDQ0D9M0u4S5Q1VHNMXKFf6kKv-7VJG0zv/s1600-h/100_7038.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389455459452506690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb6phIsJyIeuAtcfcsqE0bHASCcC3QeP5QJzC149k0DXxtD0n2IKdv8baOz8mExvK2OQ_mck2sMlMIuEHRCQ3CzmSZ2LeTAKy1SGbEzWBMbZrDQ0D9M0u4S5Q1VHNMXKFf6kKv-7VJG0zv/s320/100_7038.jpg" border="0" /></a> and Taylor - well she's just chillin' with those adorable chubby cheeks and eyes that are surprisingly still blue<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqSjMrMLohrH8N_LUlAHA7fgalKH4NtNjZzoGpZuWSH6keMKFJHn20wKKppj4uWh_FzuJPJ0fDmY__fqo_kqeQVvQv1fk7-75x6Ji1vJCYVew7XmB0mnDLVMrLHKwk1aQ6NH7cIwBYC_4k/s1600-h/100_7039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389455448756588210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqSjMrMLohrH8N_LUlAHA7fgalKH4NtNjZzoGpZuWSH6keMKFJHn20wKKppj4uWh_FzuJPJ0fDmY__fqo_kqeQVvQv1fk7-75x6Ji1vJCYVew7XmB0mnDLVMrLHKwk1aQ6NH7cIwBYC_4k/s320/100_7039.jpg" border="0" /></a> <p align="left"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/145/EE3C23BDBA7AADBD965BAFA9E7A81C42.png" /></a></p></div></div></div></div>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-35970180781433788202009-09-26T22:08:00.022-05:002009-10-30T15:43:08.073-05:00Cha-Cha now......<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Dance Class has been <strong><u>SO</u></strong> much fun for Riley. She loves loves loves to dance and wiggle and do all the fun stuff they get to do each week. When she found out that she would get to "dance on the big stage" at the Walnut Festival well she started making a list of all the people we needed to invite - and she is so blessed because nearly everyone she invited made the trip to watch her - boy do we have awesome friends!!!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">The only bad part about our performance was......it was at noon but we had to be there by 11 so fitting in lunch was a challenge - imagine my surprise though when my girl was so nervous, I don't think she even touched any of the lunch I packed for her until it was over.....and my girl likes to eat!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They did three songs, but were spread out over the whole performance time so we got to see the other kiddos too. This was "You're Never Fully Dressed Without a Smile" from Annie. They also did the Chicken Dance which was fun and easy for them.......of course during that one my daughter kept telling the girl next to her that she wasn't on her spot (they tape their names down so they know where to stand), I think she has inherited my Type-A personality!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">The finale - and Riley's very favorite was the Cha Cha Slide - boy she thinks that's fantastic!!! She even requested it at a wedding we went to earlier this month and the dj looked at us kind of funny because I'm pretty sure he's never had a 3 year old request it before.<br />
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</div>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-49162161801686067992009-09-26T07:03:00.000-05:002009-10-02T10:34:53.690-05:00Da Boys<div align="center">Take one, very dirty, boy who is really not wanting to wait around and take his picture during arm-band night.</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeUtDgxeCpJqim2dzrxqLLOlf03CL4p4QlKBkqPL0fSyH1bfBMVdr5idJIndfizirAFdlPc2ijot0HzULgZe9Ve1q7BbzPUVTrZ_oVrgDbL6-Rn9gC09ZpwUWXR2zjshALnoUZ-Bmw5Mpw/s1600-h/100_7019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387972730882292706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeUtDgxeCpJqim2dzrxqLLOlf03CL4p4QlKBkqPL0fSyH1bfBMVdr5idJIndfizirAFdlPc2ijot0HzULgZe9Ve1q7BbzPUVTrZ_oVrgDbL6-Rn9gC09ZpwUWXR2zjshALnoUZ-Bmw5Mpw/s320/100_7019.jpg" border="0" /></a>Add a Papa Dub<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjogOhQojHw5EdddRJeAjgAydPXHK7USkm2DQvhj39ZUfNEql1wt6tmkfmyvCXCE3AAFkG-9RBIbO4vvVP8QWfyIv97Djsdm_XFnXSFJ3aeFrzsyCscbt4c_X8ge-DoSFOGAcI4uKKeaH6p/s1600-h/100_7020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387972719486270162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjogOhQojHw5EdddRJeAjgAydPXHK7USkm2DQvhj39ZUfNEql1wt6tmkfmyvCXCE3AAFkG-9RBIbO4vvVP8QWfyIv97Djsdm_XFnXSFJ3aeFrzsyCscbt4c_X8ge-DoSFOGAcI4uKKeaH6p/s320/100_7020.jpg" border="0" /></a> and an Uncle Joey<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnfkQ-gFP4N2_AHmz8yJb7Unttnl6wci7MBW0HXp5sF6sgB_dcmQEup6ry_o_ZbaDW2ybWRZN3MZ8ZRvDLMNS08woLWMAHYy_M1nvj5EGwl-NmDI0hqU7DQDUIBwtI7fv2fhXEbufKBQcr/s1600-h/100_7022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387972712711443394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnfkQ-gFP4N2_AHmz8yJb7Unttnl6wci7MBW0HXp5sF6sgB_dcmQEup6ry_o_ZbaDW2ybWRZN3MZ8ZRvDLMNS08woLWMAHYy_M1nvj5EGwl-NmDI0hqU7DQDUIBwtI7fv2fhXEbufKBQcr/s320/100_7022.jpg" border="0" /></a> and you have three pretty handsome fellas.<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinN4SroMrkdXXV7fqAsoBUBDKqwZ2j8Lt2Dq0wHrpJ2iwDIv3DIpKzJWFpIova475CkBJCPhbGARP8Zh-ocJXCj3TQ-6iJ3zQ0GMtpg3YpZ_-x_t4uQKbKartUwer1SSqDwNxLNBhckFRs/s1600-h/100_7021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387972708342150162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinN4SroMrkdXXV7fqAsoBUBDKqwZ2j8Lt2Dq0wHrpJ2iwDIv3DIpKzJWFpIova475CkBJCPhbGARP8Zh-ocJXCj3TQ-6iJ3zQ0GMtpg3YpZ_-x_t4uQKbKartUwer1SSqDwNxLNBhckFRs/s320/100_7021.jpg" border="0" /></a> <p align="left"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/145/EE3C23BDBA7AADBD965BAFA9E7A81C42.png" /></a></p></div></div><br /></div>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-44207380884791981312009-09-25T22:56:00.000-05:002009-10-02T09:00:01.698-05:00Stuck like glue - I mean caramelI told you these girls were inseparable this week, but maybe that's because they were stuck together with all that caramel.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFHuucOJDl1ock4WJhwV90gVh5MAGjdcQ9Kw4PRc98kiwaJJEes8NRhMLXr5evG7Ba4QFCRYzackIB_03bxbSWTPTKDF4JUkXl28-RKPxZsV7HoCP6OXgZzhFTbgYTyjsQiKf-xcpBOukP/s1600-h/100_7023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387972105402134146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFHuucOJDl1ock4WJhwV90gVh5MAGjdcQ9Kw4PRc98kiwaJJEes8NRhMLXr5evG7Ba4QFCRYzackIB_03bxbSWTPTKDF4JUkXl28-RKPxZsV7HoCP6OXgZzhFTbgYTyjsQiKf-xcpBOukP/s320/100_7023.jpg" border="0" /></a>And this totally counts as a healthy snack since there is a piece of fruit under all that candy right :)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCqYPfV1OETRp9Xxa0aqDyUDRTB1rdECPGGGoMhlMrhBIxUqU69Z4Zt7lP5TGCcUW7tq45uuuPf6kArx3CuyYcB5PZfm9FQ4Mxw12-1fkXyZ2sCpnhAxAW1_NxCiAJ4nCMLyKGgOfXxdgQ/s1600-h/100_7024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387972096177896274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCqYPfV1OETRp9Xxa0aqDyUDRTB1rdECPGGGoMhlMrhBIxUqU69Z4Zt7lP5TGCcUW7tq45uuuPf6kArx3CuyYcB5PZfm9FQ4Mxw12-1fkXyZ2sCpnhAxAW1_NxCiAJ4nCMLyKGgOfXxdgQ/s320/100_7024.jpg" border="0" /></a>Hope was the pro at finding the spots with the most caramel, Riley went more for the apple since it was easier to bite off.</div><div> </div><div><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/145/EE3C23BDBA7AADBD965BAFA9E7A81C42.png" /></a></div></div>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7456267021186887798.post-4339516682258854982009-09-25T22:37:00.001-05:002009-10-06T14:12:26.088-05:00Pet ParadeMy big girl, the one who isn't fond of animals, was in the pet parade tonight. You can bet I was just as surprised as anyone when she actually walked across carrying the bunny, I was sure she would chicken out. Then I just about fell over when she asked to hold the bunny later, then nearly fainted when she stood in line with all the twenty-some other contestants and their dogs/cats/pigs/bunnies and never once even seemed frightened. Good job Riley Jean!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9jggB0QOiQyeKwFXkxUhUqD2z65uSRwlR7thObr5yYPMU0TC0eg63Iyh8NarX96puaxiQFCe9O9SZlRJJiqR-h6ya8y0xQ_Vv4ESP7HLk_4LLtiWzFrP6ZEFf2GgOjl9CVmUrnnkx5ErV/s1600-h/100_7026.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389452098055639490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9jggB0QOiQyeKwFXkxUhUqD2z65uSRwlR7thObr5yYPMU0TC0eg63Iyh8NarX96puaxiQFCe9O9SZlRJJiqR-h6ya8y0xQ_Vv4ESP7HLk_4LLtiWzFrP6ZEFf2GgOjl9CVmUrnnkx5ErV/s320/100_7026.jpg" border="0" /></a>Here are the country girls getting ready for their big performance - don't you just love the rubber boots with the dress :)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhwA1qhrBA2HGTglUYuDTDncNc2DrIvjbwoLZ62f4HyvUOS2lGpkwf1wOlcsJekdwMFLXIC0oEegKw09E9nSkL2bGbyxi15-TpqpzdoEHsFjMYYwgYVWHsmTgDI8C5ZWahuB1z5MyyOE5F/s1600-h/100_7043.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389452103323291858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhwA1qhrBA2HGTglUYuDTDncNc2DrIvjbwoLZ62f4HyvUOS2lGpkwf1wOlcsJekdwMFLXIC0oEegKw09E9nSkL2bGbyxi15-TpqpzdoEHsFjMYYwgYVWHsmTgDI8C5ZWahuB1z5MyyOE5F/s320/100_7043.jpg" border="0" /></a>Here they are getting ready to go - puppy Bo, Hope, bunny Splash and Riley. Linda was a thinker and had picked little bouquets for the girls to carry too.<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTdV9i9TwZFTWGw75H0YWPW0t1CZwFWvWHxDxwYZGn0d5Z4fNqCxFKk3nefR2W8mh-5LPrlbT6H0LLtoxJGHj_TRfy6hDkJ-RKpN7dEdR5VyZ3encw3aJRX4f4hTNj4UmJ7jbmhfbqthAe/s1600-h/100_7056a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389450918181238770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTdV9i9TwZFTWGw75H0YWPW0t1CZwFWvWHxDxwYZGn0d5Z4fNqCxFKk3nefR2W8mh-5LPrlbT6H0LLtoxJGHj_TRfy6hDkJ-RKpN7dEdR5VyZ3encw3aJRX4f4hTNj4UmJ7jbmhfbqthAe/s320/100_7056a.jpg" border="0" /></a> Sweetness - they are just so stinkin' sweet I don't know what to do with them<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtyqWBPrt4rDTeI5Wraqlx0D8ro_hKZEWUPk0v-96zb4dza3-Y5mR37aGXC7K0kVJ-rb5qhEQsiA7u2DxT5EacyXeRALw3hWjBmqnUVlnW4yVaHFvVIu3pgRr63Co0KfZIWzHFhsMtxQQ8/s1600-h/100_7046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389450892653425234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtyqWBPrt4rDTeI5Wraqlx0D8ro_hKZEWUPk0v-96zb4dza3-Y5mR37aGXC7K0kVJ-rb5qhEQsiA7u2DxT5EacyXeRALw3hWjBmqnUVlnW4yVaHFvVIu3pgRr63Co0KfZIWzHFhsMtxQQ8/s320/100_7046.jpg" border="0" /></a> I love that Bo is wearing a pair of overalls that Hope wore as a baby.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-7kKLIypk7Pab0DdjLpWgcs6dFbT3AiveNi6FQjXbVmcPW6XqX1aP__0AoTmXs6WfBOeQoUn-XJe4_0BMr_DSlEwuO_uqCH0VBOCR3M4vkbpwW15LXmDGStVqvWWO2j5W0u0zJPa0igt5/s1600-h/100_7045.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389450885827614386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-7kKLIypk7Pab0DdjLpWgcs6dFbT3AiveNi6FQjXbVmcPW6XqX1aP__0AoTmXs6WfBOeQoUn-XJe4_0BMr_DSlEwuO_uqCH0VBOCR3M4vkbpwW15LXmDGStVqvWWO2j5W0u0zJPa0igt5/s320/100_7045.jpg" border="0" /></a> Riley was so intent on not dropping the bunny that she couldn't smile for a pic.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYAcHGdF97jSmCmNdzEXNWzx4AzwmkAbCKMdHSoMDSXy93yXOb0FF4m9QWYHjqEWJre9Ealu8ZAYeg4J82ow9vrOhIn9k41DuCX9rs2gWXnrKWaGYRwFK0Hx_hMWOBRB_gA-kpJxAWc9tJ/s1600-h/100_7051.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389450901958978050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYAcHGdF97jSmCmNdzEXNWzx4AzwmkAbCKMdHSoMDSXy93yXOb0FF4m9QWYHjqEWJre9Ealu8ZAYeg4J82ow9vrOhIn9k41DuCX9rs2gWXnrKWaGYRwFK0Hx_hMWOBRB_gA-kpJxAWc9tJ/s320/100_7051.jpg" border="0" /></a> Until she was done walking and were just waiting to hear the results.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguHDf36nIDPrtSpcddLguJNhz7xu8rZcZWe-I7vxPe9XMLScAZ7aXlpMWEatwvEVTcQbIVcl88sdIlW3xq3nrKPjVOiU_BlDBX_11_boXPJqjtMQ6VGZ3x-z5dzXyPPPquzC2wUh0WxAlX/s1600-h/100_7055.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389450912686679634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguHDf36nIDPrtSpcddLguJNhz7xu8rZcZWe-I7vxPe9XMLScAZ7aXlpMWEatwvEVTcQbIVcl88sdIlW3xq3nrKPjVOiU_BlDBX_11_boXPJqjtMQ6VGZ3x-z5dzXyPPPquzC2wUh0WxAlX/s320/100_7055.jpg" border="0" /></a> I was so proud that Riley was in the parade - imagine how excited we were when they won 5th place - awesome - and thanks Linda & Hope for sharing your pets so Riley could participate, I'm pretty sure our kitty Neo would not have done so well!<br /><br /><p align="left"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/145/EE3C23BDBA7AADBD965BAFA9E7A81C42.png" /></a></p></div></div></div></div></div>Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00297903179218115736noreply@blogger.com0