tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2278247750826452002024-03-19T03:19:34.077-07:00The Life and Times of the HowardsDaniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10725882199688877146noreply@blogger.comBlogger143125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227824775082645200.post-25989484924885813142011-09-11T20:47:00.000-07:002012-07-03T20:44:25.684-07:00No Sew Curtains<div>
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Earlier this summer I was playing around on websites trying to get ideas on curtains and some other ideas for Harpers nursery. I had the bedding, I had already picked out the furniture, I knew what paint colors I wanted. But I had not idea about curtains, and decor.</div>
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I had searched EVERY where for full length curtains, but found nothing that either matched or that I liked. Luckily I ran across <a href="http://www.younghouselove.com/2010/02/nursery-progress-getting-the-hang-of-it/">this</a> awesome blog. I looked at it for hours..(this is before I took a nap everyday and totally skipped out on making my family dinner that night!)</div>
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Anyway, I researched this before we went on vacation. And the boys and I went to a local fabric store ( I see many trips to said store in the future... not with kids!) I had a hard time deciding on my own between fabric, so I went to my backup selectors.... my three boys. YEP, between texting my mom pictures and having the boys pick out completely random fabric's.. we decided on a pink fabric with white polka dots. And it just so happens to match her crib sheet, and the piping on her bumper and quilt! PERFECT!!!</div>
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Anyway, I knew coming home from vacation that this was going to be the first project I tackled. It only took me about a half hour and the best part..... NO SEWING!!! They look great and I can't wait to make more curtains for the boy's room, the windows downstairs, the sliding glass door down stairs, and eventually our room... once we redecorate.</div>
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I would have typed more of a tutorial about the curtains, but if you click on the blog link above, they give step by step instructions and seriously, they are super easy to make! YAY!</div>
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Here is the final product! I'll have to take a better picture. I also need to trim up the bottom... I wanted them flowy, but it's a little too much for my taste!Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10725882199688877146noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227824775082645200.post-17648350159204772162011-09-06T22:21:00.000-07:002012-07-03T22:22:24.582-07:00Splish Splash We Had a Blast<div>
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Day 2 of vacation was Day 1 of relaxation. We "slept'' in until 9ish and then lounged around the room until we heard from Heather. They came over and we headed to one of the seven pools to choose from. We spent a couple of hours swimming and enjoying the sun, before heading back to the room for some lunch. It started to pour while we were enjoying our yummy pizza, so we let the kids play around in the condo before deciding to head out to IKEA for a while. </div>
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We all got ready and loaded up ( this sounds simple, but between our families we have six kids and four adults to get ready and load into two cars) and finally got on the road to IKEA. I had been waiting for this trip since the day after I booked the vacation. I LOVE LOVE LOVE IKEA! I knew that I couldn't buy anything, but I just wanted to take Brandon and show him how cool of a store it was- plus I thought that the boys would enjoy looking around. If you've never been to an IKEA, I highly recommend going to one, but plan on staying at while. We were there for a little over two hours, and we went through it very quickly. </div>
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Anyway, after dinner we headed back to Kissimmee to turn in for the night. On the way, we past a fancy car dealership, that sold Masseratti's, Jaguars, and Lamborghini's. We tried to stop and get a picture with them, but they had them all inside and the "cheaper" cars outside. It was still cool to see such expensive cars. </div>
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I was a complete slacker and took no pictures this week. I think I am still trying to get in the groove, since getting back from vacation.<br />
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how far along 32 weeks</div>
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total weight gain 12 lbs</div>
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maternity clothes Everything I wear is maternity. I try to mostly hang out in dresses or skirts... and I am loving wearing Brandon's shirts! He is not loving it so much!</div>
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sleep It's progressively getting worse. I'm tossing and turning during the night. Hot flashes and sometimes having to go pee. It's nice that the boys let me sleep in in the mornings... and by sleeping in, I mean Brandon starts a cartoon, and they wake me up when it's over.</div>
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best moment I'll have to think on this</div>
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movement looking forward to hmmm. I guess getting the nursery done</div>
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Brandon and I woke up bright and early Friday August 26, for different reasons. He had to go to work for a phone trial and last minute end of the month work, and I had to wake up to finish packing the family up for our flight to ORLANDO!!! <div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">
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We were so excited about this day for many reasons. It was the start to our first ever family vacation, the boys were getting to see and fly on an airplane for the first time ever, Brandon and I were headed back to the same resort that we went to for our honeymoon, we were possibly taking the boys to Disney World, and most importantly... RELAXATION!!!</div>
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Anyway, Greyson was up and dressed before my feet hit the floor. He was so excited about the day. They had known about vacation and flying since the day I booked the trip. Soon there after the twins were up and before I realized it my dad was here with breakfast. I finished getting ready, making sure everything was taken care of and then Brandon came in and did a second check, changed into his travel clothes and then we loaded up the car. It was an exciting trip to Branson, and even more exciting as we pulled into the airport. The part that I thought would be the most stressful ( security and check in) only took us about 20 minutes. I was shocked! The airport wasn't that full, so we didn't even have to be that stressed about the boys looking around and asking a million questions like they do. We waited anxiously for our turn to board the plane. Once we were finally on board, we were hit with a little bit of disappointment. We were seated in the very back row. It doesn't bother Brandon or I where we sit, but on the very last row- there were no windows. No way for our boys to see what the world looks like from 30,000 feet up in the air. Luckily, the sweet flight attendant overheard us telling the boys maybe next time, and she took it upon herself to ask people to switch us seats. Five people were sweet enough to switch us seats so that the boys could see and experience their first flight. We were all elated. </div>
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The flight went well. I had packed snacks since we would be landing in Atlanta for a layover a little bit after our normal lunch time. But that didn't hold the boys over and Brandon and myself were both starving. We navigated our way to a food place and grabbed a quick bite of lunch and then headed back to the gate for round 2. We switched up who sat where and crossed our fingers that the boys would take a short nap on the plane. </div>
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We finally landed in Orlando, and after a little bit of a wait on the runway we were finally taxied to our gate. We made our way with the massive amount of people to get our luggage and then to the tram to take us to the rental car place. It seriously felt like we were in a massive school of fish. The boys did EXCELLENT. They were great listeners and great travelers. I couldn't have asked for better behaved kiddos.</div>
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After getting the rental van and getting on the highway, we made our 30 minute drive to Kissimmee to our AWESOME condo. When I called and booked the vacation, I was lucky enough to be able to book the same resort that Brandon and I stayed at for our honeymoon. This resort is awesome, and I was so excited to get to go back. We finally got checked in at the resort, got to our room, unpacked and rested for 45 minutes, and then headed out to grab a bite of dinner. This is where we all started to hit a wall. It was almost 7 pm in Orlando, which is WAY past dinner time for us. We were tired and hungry and it seemed like dinner was taking forever. The worse part is Brandon and I knew that we still needed to make a quick stop at the grocery store before going back to the room. Luckily the restaurant and the grocery store were both at the entrance to the condo, so we literally drove less than a mile from the room.</div>
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We finally got back, got our jammies on, and settled in to watch a little bit of tv. Heather and her family (Brandon's sister), were on there way from Southern Georgia to meet us and spend the day with us. We checked in to see where they were, and headed to bed. All in all is was a great way to start out our first vacation! </div>
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Jealous much?! Ha! I spent week 30 and part of 31 in Orlando Florida (Vacation posts and pictures are soon to follow.) We headed north from Orlando to Daytona Beach for an afternoon and evening of swimming and playing in the ocean. This was the most exciting day of vacation for me. I can't believe that I let Brandon take a picture of me in a swimsuit.. but I was trying to be a good sport! <br />
While I've had a blast in Florida, my mind is overwhelmed by all the things I have to get done in the next nineish weeks before Harper comes. While I think she will arrive early ( the twins arrived one day shy of 37 weeks and Greyson at 38), I have my fingers crossed that I can go longer. I totally feel like Jessie Spano, " there's just never enough time!" You gotta love Saved by the Bell quotes!<br />
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While I was sad to see the school year end in May, by the beginning of June I was ready to send the boys away to bootcamp! We had a lot of fun this summer, but completely lost any type of routine that we've always had. We ran errands at the drop of a hat or made completely unexpected trips to Springfield to wander around stores just to beat the horrible heat of the summer. So while we had fun, this momma was beyond ready to get back to a schedule and routine. <br />
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Greyson was excited all summer because he would finally get to attend preschool and be in Ms Tracy's class, instead of just dropping bubba's off twice a week. We didn't know who would be in his class, but he was excited to meet new friends and see one of his favorite ladies, Ms Tracy. </div>
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The twins were excited to start back to school too. All the of the kids that were in their class last year, changed to go three times a week instead of twice a week, so they'll have all new kids to get to know and luckily a couple of kids from church will be in their class. They are excited to get to meet and get to know Ms Judy. (We accidentally skipped the orientation night, so we didn't get to meet Ms Judy before the first day! opps!)</div>
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The night before school, the boys opted to take a shower together (it's the new cool thing to them), so I bathed three boys, cute thirty fingernails and toenails, and brushed three sets of teeth. We then picked out our outfits for the first day, and put on our jammies and said our night prayers. They were so excited, it took awhile to fall asleep, but were up bright and early the next morning. Greyson came into our room, before I was even awake and he was already completely dressed!<br />
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Brandon and I aren't used to having to share the bathroom in the morning, and the boys aren't used to having to be up at 7:30 and out the door by 8:15, so we were running a few minutes behind. We rushed to take first day pictures, load in the car and drive to school. I tried to get a couple of pictures of them walking inside and with their teachers, but they were ready to play and get to look around their new rooms. </div>
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I pray that this year goes smoothly for them. I can't believe that this time next year two of my sweet baby boys will be starting preschool. It seems like just yesterday, they were being handed to me after delivery. I pray that Greyson gets to know the kids in his class and really gets a chance to shine on his own! <img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657456694421162242" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie-qWaHiV78WPBDTxmLEt2nPCyWqied0Axd6STR1QCpeJN8N845Q3OBJn5m1CnkG2H5Rr6R8t1txXeZBirwo3WMPyY6TFS0mkQ820pIsUa_kTFzrgrxj1rTdKMnbnxYATMkNI6OvPud-M/s320/DSC00474.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657456689545660946" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDIbae9VpkbTjNEo3e6PCFBrPqz8tjiTd9_SHKHYCON9UfSD1cp5Wsik0W2Zx5D8gB7OFXpbf0E3mgiM1OZFFpO0bTUijrQzKb2R7Uqu-1QT38VWOPaQUVU2vP5I05jVVzHAe-a1oEWOY/s320/DSC00472.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657456684170211842" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFeKs98H24jqI6izq9_12O3CkGMvnf6ZgKmNxV5NOaIwDLanXe7sOzRT5vlZ184WtXBxfWVbpMCACrrKQaAYcrd1LKkeUSSBR-g-i_SUflQEGaeiDL5g8pjaBsAzcuEJJaFCv7ZH-LHkc/s320/DSC00471.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657456679005848738" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3HBsH5kbdlsJ37tmIRsadnURyxJS9apVKZ99CXpXSnDg-lFbtl41NQxnLR8PXxVA0iCTsZZ1hCdtG_D5iK3tZWhkOSqrSBEBzhE2Hu_rCljOFLyIIjSsLDkV3MlA_vS7sco_0yObNY9o/s320/DSC00470.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657456080097157282" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiwzQhOj_nDEc2qb87M4Ixv09b3qEVlEx3w7FxAdq69YOuxL26TwN1k0bVFaYFqV90WGoiAwQ7IuHoWqyK54ruP_o7a49_LovTWghG5xkZ6BB5mjkNk3bQO7LLROeddpkeTAEuxH7RS8Y/s320/DSC00469.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657456073909705202" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAQnofK0l3NOAMLKsVkdKiJKtCj0B33rF8LUqIOwockQGtyOaTtLeDB6bzGF_3SH2ST0tpibWRJYHMyMCZGGa5-PnvedkdVP11VMWRpqSg34OnNVEXmNPcYJ_yKVwBfOS5Adqs0Pu2OyI/s320/DSC00468.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657456073201244226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgays7VL3DEW_bxRpCJK8XH5a4X7Vhcz_IvDD8hiylLXhYXdFJECNOby0-M_aOCuuCwCmyxPmUz2LGW1NkQFjl8XD7jkipTsCA1fIPf0Sfk3f9IvVKBPGL2HoR0oKUI4KzM5XRb6UEA6kw/s320/DSC00467.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657456068950243890" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUqB9HcrhcW_0GuDeWpo0FDtDQkjuxRy9UNnTbY0IEHtOvMUT8tv66U6hEZaI170TDU0iitJ_Tmhy370E2JAz45p11BjGbYOtrEjsLf4SeOEheb733fBJiBFk8AQsvQGGZdSLl5FWmkdw/s320/DSC00466.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657456060630368674" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIbvKy5DfyVgMbxoiD5TV7uSrYOj99ksDHnkDWWl1HjAxp2Sz1eiBvm2WtMowwjyRCfTFoMKLsUCTJlpEkJVoEeDFbj_MUwqbDlfUPxnJZ7TGNjkIbgruvTExqMv5x4DN6EWJ1nxNBYk0/s320/DSC00465.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></div>
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So one day when cleaning both of the rooms that the boys sleep in, I came to the realization that all we were trying to do, was put G into the twins room. We never... err... I never thought about putting the twins into G's room. (G's room has a vaulted ceiling and shares a wall with our room, so I always just thought that we would put the baby in there for practicality reasons.) After measuring the room about ten times, and then measuring out the bunkbeds and Greyson's bed frame, I discovered that it would fit, with two inches to spare. 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Brandon was relieved that I finally decided on what to do, and the boys were excited because they'll all get to share a room. (How long that excitement will last, I do not know, but we are taking advantage of it for now!) I asked my dad if he would come and help Brandon rearrange later that evening, before we changed our minds, and he agreed to come after dinner. What we thought would take about twenty minutes ended up taking a little bit longer, due to the corners in the hall, but we finally did it! <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657453857131092802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY2eKR_BA8RuOJG7tQsafM-QmQxgK-QLqcTjKX1-VC4yeZCdEj5F-PoXvKs70lYGcd40WAMnXnZF3_jvCazai0qJFtnFHzxOHYbuT1su9tD2b6rUVcIcNHA33MEoUArYXuOG3GCprQjR8/s320/DSC00424.JPG" /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657453850479222274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj80K4CiCj5M1ukIWIZmjP65ibQ9khFg8f_NrN2jHniBBGNYmyubS2vr6segf4j0xDaEyzUobgABs8d1kREBPDl02EsRtp4klK6mwyXjEQx1mltFFCtSty7x-XVvw9uxwmgqDhDEq67dmE/s320/DSC00425.JPG" /><br />Hopefully the boys don't drive me nuts in all of their excitement!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10725882199688877146noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227824775082645200.post-46566740727883071232011-08-15T20:30:00.000-07:002012-07-03T20:31:50.238-07:00A New Toy<div>
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I happened to be leaving to run errands while my neighbor was setting up her tables and pricing, so I rolled down the window and yelled, "can we buy that!?" It took us a couple of days to actually bring the trampoline over and set it up, but now we can barely keep the boys off of it. While I was a little hesitant to let them on it without me being around at first, I now treasure that hour break, that I get while they go out and jump! Dont' worry, I check on them constantly!!</div>
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okay, normally I wouldn't be wearing a skin tight tank top at 29 weeks pregnant. I swear there was a cute flowy shirt that I had on for church... why it didn't make it into the pictures I don't remember! Luckily, I've not gained any weight this week.. I'm saving that all for vacation in a couple of weeks. I can't wait to place my big pregnant belly into a pool everyday.. and then my toes in the sand! I can't wait for Florida!Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10725882199688877146noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227824775082645200.post-8040943961866690722011-08-12T20:48:00.000-07:002011-09-28T09:48:26.099-07:00A Bunch of BoysI think I've said it before...we have lots of boys in my extended family. Luckily, we have three cousins that live only ten minutes away that my boys get to play with. My mom decided that before all six boys headed back to school that she would have them over to play and spend the night. That's right all six boys. We started the afternoon off with lunch and playing at the church for a bit, and then all six boys headed back to our house for the afternoon to play. I love my cousins. They are such well behaved boys and are GREAT with my boys. So while I sent all the guys outside to jump on the trampoline and have nurf gun wars in the basement, I was able to pick up a little bit and work on a project for Harper's room. <br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Around dinner time, we loaded up and headed over to my parents house for bbq hotdogs and all the fixin's. It was actually a pretty gorgeous evening, so we all headed out side to watch the boys play ball, chase and play on the swingset. Brandon came over after getting in a quick work out at the gym, and then all the 'big boys' headed downstairs to watch the Chiefs preseason game. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657452831999397474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqVgpoCNIRMDJ04QuuWnNlUD3rro1rLJGW-OROHEADAsMzzxtqgpCMdScg8-spqvaEc5PlWsAqIIx2HRvnlWftVKVCUnYEG40D9GPN-tbNM46YLOT4V7gWCo6ON4EZfnjndcQFNjO6MCM/s320/DSC00451.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657452826386675282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYqs9YJvjrNIP9NB5yrcg1ilNUwA7CDuyyzlsTwWuwBKpRnWvGfvmCPZxp54nmuG0vT7L1aHqSPLpHtpsvM-cXULa84Sh1Mms4F_A2qwq_sdgRQ5HwJSSt3T87rt0Ge6D-uFJAAk-RpkI/s320/DSC00450.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657452829032906530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRK_Whl40aJDKx2vir1XQ8A6F9JGfT5yFalbL5TZ0fd3BbALwRMOt9Cnyq_qTTu9KjYJPakjIh2IAxWYo-CA63xiPwNoBK7ouYWGjxrrDN0X8a9umQ_lGK2jjith6H1p_PCI_Lgk7_dcc/s320/DSC00456.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657452823739997938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzzP59RCEFylXuZZVePpcar3a9kIFoy-sKCrDw4BNFlBO-cG5NZaC601S8MVfYw9Cuho5B60XHjnX3f0zCNisNsCC8EKWyBU-qIgwCCeOrhEj_XPqR9oPEVqCk79OgVgVMODCW85olSRs/s320/DSC00454.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657452105790632194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTsLnEHNcAxcp2Ip47ITZD9-imsPbRUVe0gANpQ7QeVVOh3g08PTjU7c9MCJZQJ5KfElocI3V0z1Q-dCZKuKdTd_KfFWfzTjpwxO5QBw2-o3wCoWv-WQW4YIz9ClMDHcMmPSvzvKTa0O4/s320/DSC00452.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657452104626194674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdNObtsgjfWBcx-p_ao2g7cdhu0UUUC44Zy_bK-MtrjfNGu5Skjb5XjkH-gQphdoaY7T6WnHAM33yzUER9bbzP8diiYAIBj9260z-_cLSy9jxfb4I0397bVbxozhCzvQ6wSZevucZOFxk/s320/DSC00449.JPG" /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657452099669924114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimFYS90_ULcy0vGRafZnVuLm2lFma-SSUY4CoaVcht7fq3cMPjC7aKvPUx1LpqpehKTbTws0jWoRH-njYluPsidTidyfYAs-IJk75K5BNiv319DXLtbrr8LPHf8iigoq2kXr0P73TBOtY/s320/DSC00426.JPG" /><br /><br /><br /><div>Mom and I stayed up stairs and attempted to continue working on the project for Harper's room, but got frustrated and continually interuppted so..we quit! Brandon and I headed home around 9:30 and left all the boys watching a late movie!<br /><br />As soon as we walked in the door, I went straight to bed. I was EXHAUSTED! I am so ready not to feel so tired all the time. Having three kids and being pregnant really wears you out! Thanks mom and dad for watching the boys, so this momma could sleep in!!!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10725882199688877146noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227824775082645200.post-1891272445814252042011-08-09T09:04:00.001-07:002011-09-28T09:41:30.115-07:00A Name and a RoomEver since I was in high school, I've known the names that I wanted to name my kids. Luckily, when Brandon and I started seriously dating, he agreed with the names! Shockingly, with every pregnancy, I've started out liking the names but ended up hating them by the time the big ultrasound came around. Somehow we came up with Lincoln Grant instead of Grady Lane, Daniel Lane instead of Jonathan Scott, Greyson Ford instead of ??? ( I never thought I would have three boys), and for a girl I had always wanted the name Mckenzie Rae.<br />For some reason in January, I started really liking the name Harper. I have no idea where it came from or why it even crossed my mind. Then when Brandon's maga passed away, I really started liking the name Harper Dell, after his maga's maiden name. But as soon as it came into my mind, it left. We went on with our life, moving, a trip to Chicago, and then looking into buying a house.<br />When we found out we were pregnant, we didn't even discuss names until the ultrasound, but as usual... I no longer like the name Mckenzie Rae. After tossing around names for a few days the only names we could agree on were Harper and Claire. We asked the boys their opinions so they could feel included. Daniel thought she should be named Anna or Clarabell (his two favorite trains off of Thomas the Train), Lincoln liked Harper and Greyson liked Claire. We were torn. We really liked both hames and hated to choose, so we as a family agreed on the name.... drumroll please..... Haper Claire Howard.<br /><br />Now on to completely figuring out how to create her room. I know I want to use a paisley pattern, but so far I have yet to find one that I am completely in love with. Brandon is being such a champ, and letting me pick pretty much whatever I want. He knows how excited I am (as is he), but he knows that I have dreamed of this day for a long time! I can't wait until we can post some updated pictures!Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10725882199688877146noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227824775082645200.post-16054148857064709822011-08-07T21:02:00.000-07:002012-07-03T21:06:47.331-07:0028 Weeks<div>
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Preggers update: I've only gained 8lbs, with one pound being during this past month. Hopefully I can stay at a slow gaining pace... the more I gaine the more I have to lose! </div>
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This week Brandon and I celebrated our six year wedding anniversary. I was so worn out we didn't do much. Being preggers in the summer... is exhausting. It might be even more exhausting having three little boys that are constantly wanting your attention! We celebrated with a peaceful dinner at Nona's and took a walk around downtown Springfield. We even stopped in at a local cupcake store and shared a oreo flavored cupcake. It was so yummy. Mom and dad had the boys over for the night, but we called it an early evening with a movie and popcorn in the basement, so that this momma could get in her comfy clothes! It was a nice relaxing evening.</div>
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(Lots of disinfecting happened following that finding!) <br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>After we placed the caterpillars in their 'home' we checked on them daily, making sure that they had enough parsley to eat and occasionally gave them a spritz of water. We all enjoyed watching them grow and marveled as we watched a couple of them start to cocoon. It is amazing how God made these little bugs to spin such an complicated cocoon, and then how they release a liquid moments before busting out of a little tiny whole as this beautiful butterfly. </div><br /><br /><div>With a few of the butterfly's, we were able to see them moments after coming out. Their wings were still wet and it took them a few minutes to figure out what they were supposed to do. They would sit on the patio furniture or on our hands and fingers for five to ten minutes before finally flying off. It was truly amazing! <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657448030626338306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7dOIiivZfM1cJUh13xRn05hs192D3HzMlirSuY4tuIrv-G1aBuFgMBz8ew3xMDzwVdV5gIY0QIH3yqiC-BGnmoeqXAiLYA54QvTpC48xJ4S9HDHrfX31-un3rsrBvsFKKwi7myA1vvyQ/s320/DSC00091.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657448026513503874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrIfEwpQdlvGvSfnJw5DJVwGiobMztpG0gTVbVFy16t_w6Py6xHqWEJiZkcrLwyqpBCf1N3A_Iwm4umXSJ8DpgFgyWatd8cG0p3Cz83GWGXKV_5AbXdjGW2ChwmQr5-DlG9OOIqFS69cE/s320/DSC00104.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657448020611830098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWtlqtBz9v4TDuyTwPEOY9FG1eN4DgrYMzkypBXZvz6Upt_PQ3AgIS5K-IaD4S8xySfOf4e5bI6CXGJVvnmdrD-70bcD-rQbqlreQiyuEgpuF0KV0pi9oZwBegiLvR4WorsfayXDP0GVA/s320/DSC00105.JPG" /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657448013794091202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZeUrq-nRy6FKvkFLhGv8I9DvnCaRHougTuA1i-6PkKIMrR16uQ3kSaUogrBMWEuJwKH41amahNQa5FC0895ocLCAxL4TNaX-EZq2w_aa_IYY06yQvGskeNztICnremyPHbG8Hk6GvnbE/s320/DSC00089.JPG" /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10725882199688877146noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227824775082645200.post-83171395958575906722011-07-05T19:57:00.000-07:002011-09-12T09:29:49.692-07:004th of JulyThis year we headed to my parents house for the fourth. They hosted a yummy bbq for our family, and for my aunt, uncle and three cousins. We were hoping that my brother and his family would make it, but Sarah had to work and Jaxson was fussy all day, so they weren't able to come. My dad has been in a grilling mood lately, so we had ribs, pork chops, chicken, sausage, corn on the cob, baked potato's, salad, fresh fruit, chocolate cake and cheesecake! This pregnant woman pigged out!! <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651281328616161202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHUitDaIUt259rlLk0dJ5jEl-CDErv3oeqJ_p3YhjAzT6VCkxs-1PgPTBDHxr_ZwDFhqPquxzMECqJtU_0MGRx9HbUV_13V7R-_1CKCj9VS9PeoXyScQb5vm1Lfqcg3ay5j8e8yTUuSlg/s320/DSC07265.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651281320562237010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieTv0yF4q1O55WK86JB8y7WLJIwPsBlwCNHufqfq257wEltHW1spyUWF2bZL5H8MPTLZTzowk4LgUIrxi11KDM-srdrw62-YNkOhgifDtIbI9-PVsuAUlTSJu1-VzDj1-Wk0lpjFLBW1g/s320/DSC07260.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651281320961369298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAelOqRhZ6aDkCGpn0iJagyovOi_0hni7GMszhZlEoLJHM-i75ptG6e63aUzF34uNmQIsL6PrQmSqkGum2r49u_Q4aI-Sr0CAhbgOSXOgcbQnWZm2gWL1NUiUB-TIL5M-e9rba7UKIaTA/s320/DSC07261.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651280508787614386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM9o20yzIVtMoa14KwAhqeI2iAaky0dCWWO_PMYZCOOHVht-Y9eTn-rk9VJW1L1FT6039xMe9NtSiEVwGLY2Hf_Awgkz_lbGIxTiFd8Vo2RJ0CRz9X-ahbzgu6KhsRzagXcrlGdPeyEGc/s320/DSC07270.JPG" /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651280503086222674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSHiub0kWU818QggvQu03Fs2PTmskrbAk_H-8c2TgIdc9ej0YI5iFlI-_z8rOzGAPO7808sDYjUwv0BAm4JGBN1fo3G0Ak-Pu5gLoYHGgLDIneohZpuvB1-Anxps7Kj8PrzFp9Pi2pu6c/s320/DSC07267.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651280501472272354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnuW3Zv3XRybE3TrXkg09JiQmgoP35f8aJbVjbEQgO6L3aI0F-YbwfCCxfWLxMMRsPhfqAOBssfoo0zR7QCOQaLcZifTZkBke-vmRTpGaUWNgAOBIqlNeaJry3msfo_8FrboXYFHmiYLA/s320/DSC07272.JPG" /><br /><br />The boys had such a good time playing with their cousins. Unfortunately about 30 minutes after we went outside to start doing the kids fireworks, a horrible thunderstorm rolled up and sent us back inside. But luckily in those 30 minutes we had tons of fun. We headed inside and played games while the kids watched a movie. We tried to go back out and watch my parents neighbor, who probably set off $1000 worth of fireworks with the rain coming down.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div>Brandon and I planned on going back over to my parents the following night, to finish setting off the little bit that we had purchased and watched some more neighbors set off their beautiful displays! </div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Round 2<br /></span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651279919310757714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhchHz9V2TPKPRiBGr6wq7k_GkqvGNVDo46YNj4of_wxss5DojHHHKstPYXYeCVP3m18bWTkDtSF1bvsqwslK9KmhbeFhPypzAOJqRN9OFLZZVmltJZ9HIbYAhcJ1AGkCSHfHA7P99aiLI/s320/DSC07274.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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It seems like I was just blogging about my birthday trip around Missouri from last year. In comparison to last years 800 mile journey- this year was very very very low key. And that's just what this momma needed!<br />We kinda celebrated all weekend- but didn't do anything huge! On Friday night we went to dinner, because Brandon and I have both been wanting Minsky's pizza. We walked around the shopping center that it's in for a few minutes and then ran an errand to the mall.</div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center">On Saturday, I was able to sorta sleep in. We promised Lincoln on Friday night that he could sleep with us, which was fine until Daniel came in the bed around 3am. At 6 am our beagle was whining to go out, so I let him out, grabbed a blanket and headed to Lincoln's bed until 9:40. When I woke up Brandon made me waffles and milk and we watched the Chipmunks movie with the boys. For lunch we met Brandon at the local Tea Room at the boys request. It was a 45 minute wait, so we walked around and looked at the antiques and then ate a yummy lunch. We went home to rest for a bit until it was time to take the boys to my parents house for the night! We dropped them off and headed to Springfield for a yummy dinner at Cheddars. I have been craving spinach dip this entire pregnancy so I of course pigged out on my two favorite menu items! Brandon was frustrated since I never told him what I wanted for my birthday- truth is, I didn't want anything. I just wanted a simple date night. We were going to go to a movie, but I backed out and opted for walking around the mall and a shopping center instead. After the mall, we headed to Coldstone for some ice cream and ended the night searching for a good redbox movie, and using some coupons for some band aids! ROMANTIC! ha!</div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center">Our plan on Sunday was to sleep in and skip Sunday school and just go to service, but we were both up early with a sick dog. It was nice though being able to shave my legs and paint my toe nails and drive through McDonald's for breakfast. We headed to church and then went to my parents afterwards for a homecooked lunch. My mom speically made me a strawberry cake that was to die for and a mexican casserole that I love. We hung out and played for a couple of hours and then headed home for afternoon naps! Brandon and I finished the evening watching a movie that we rented and eating my all time favorite movie snack- hot popcorn and milkduds!!! YUMMO!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650451243990635186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix5j1i-g1iSLLNHlV7S4TMjvg8OKiCvemNUc5Bf36pKTtsHXHKDTy8NEuwRAchBrnRItvDd4yT5YT2GwBeqQPFdhlyOkReeMQ2kRpal468mgpwTe1y6UXD4ooGyz0gV6zx-_K_IsPgSyQ/s320/DSC07226.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650451239729616322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqxf8i3s5dVmRlOtZLH18Gy3lkosiCb9I1yQ1WHP5yBPJ1v3-LrYD_isF9IaXk5lRExcw78afPPBdpu42b142qVQrPLg-gLl7SbL5Kw3mfrzgj3OEYi884ZX1LJ26XLg2_lrr4Im8he0E/s320/DSC07228.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650451234531078722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHBQ4zCH7B9UGYZRxl-ohyphenhyphenU-mE3TmH5opdLRIgjMxSI1IlT4f4SVssojypioGsG-w0Hn8Bn2ikh37_udL-C0clPiHjwq1NMcsgyHfJ3r-Op9dW_OrDXfCVBNG5gU6hUZV_VYIvTpcY0k0/s320/DSC07231.JPG" /></div><br /><div align="center">eating cake is serious business!<br /><br /></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><br /><br />Family Shot! (1 day shy of 23w)<br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650450318674729522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpGU6PiWld3RRRFYpq6f5OgysOLo7WKgGVVECG2i56ZyhPH79Mc5Ee_QkNE6XgdreWf85E2l5BCpAjJihEBOyMeNj0AQpMhs819_JKfF3tt3IYak-NKxXr-_FRjnC2dxSSzmsTtBlUesg/s320/DSC07236.JPG" /><br />I'm happy that I was able to be around my family, and to relax. Our lives are about to drastically change in the next few months, so it was so nice to be able to enjoy each other and every moment of the day!<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650450274888015522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRj6qqShvjgjrWUUQ0b4hSERNI-Z1yS6YIGVQQetmbdEm5MeyFMN6mnswmGmTIppvHHgLhiHUMt3KCwUFbQScf9ACAHoICWqNjgurY6NObwiiaJuvroKTJsUDMO_Z1BiYGKV0Rbi5miuA/s320/DSC07239.JPG" /> <br /><p align="center">We're such a serious family!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></p>Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10725882199688877146noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227824775082645200.post-66605906746352614862011-06-19T20:53:00.000-07:002011-09-12T09:25:06.905-07:0021 Weeks<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYtwnWjcdnQgbjSN2KpwwPwKYGTeuayKl6S_sI4ghn6WkPDdvNGwa0fXN50nrNYn5T_twx0sP2dV9m1HwANhHY8TplN1_EiXEWR4iJb3Bcug8ZQDQGKEXr1ssCokiEz68z0c8BQNV7jOg/s1600/GetAttachment%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623350926230812546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYtwnWjcdnQgbjSN2KpwwPwKYGTeuayKl6S_sI4ghn6WkPDdvNGwa0fXN50nrNYn5T_twx0sP2dV9m1HwANhHY8TplN1_EiXEWR4iJb3Bcug8ZQDQGKEXr1ssCokiEz68z0c8BQNV7jOg/s320/GetAttachment%255B1%255D.jpg" /></a>How far along? 21 weeks (July 4)<br /><br />Total weight gain? 2 lbs total<br /><br />Maternity clothes? All pants are maternity, it's just more comfortable. I can still wear some regular shirts and dresses.<br /><br />Stretch marks? I've had twins, so yes of course!<br /><br />Sleep? I am tired all the time. I pass out at night, but am getting more and more uncomfortable during the night.<br /><br />Best moment of the week? hmmm..<br /><br />Food cravings? steak and salad<br /><br />Movement? yes! I love feeling the little kicks and sommersaults!<br /><br />What I am looking forward to? Vacation is coming up. I cannot wait to get to FloridaDaniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10725882199688877146noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227824775082645200.post-42133434857753054542011-06-07T20:48:00.000-07:002011-09-06T10:34:23.828-07:00The Big Day<div><div><div><div>Today was the BIG day. Ultrasound day! What color do you think we will be buying <span style="color:#ff6666;">pink</span> or <span style="color:#000099;">blue</span>???</div><div> </div><div>Let me tell you a little story, before getting to the details of the day. Back in either February or March, a choir group from Bethel College in McKenzie, Tennessee came to our church to sing in both the morning and evening worship services. I was teaching a ladies discipleship class at the time, so I decided to take some time for myself and stay to hear the choir. *THEY WERE AWESOME!*</div><div>After singing a few songs, the leader/professor took a minute and gave a short testimony about the choir program and what he has learned while being at Bethel. Little did I know how much what he was saying was going to stick in my head and change my way of thinking. He was talking about how if we delight in the Lord, no matter what is going on in our lives, he will take delight in us. </div><div> </div><div>I went to bed that night, knowing that no matter whether it was a baby boy or a baby girl growing in my belly, that I would be just as happy. God knew the desire of my heart, but he also knew that regardless, I would take delight in what he was blessing Brandon and I with. So for months, I was in perfect peace. I didn't worry, I didn't try to rush the day, actually June 6th arrived, and I was completely calm.</div><div> </div><div>Completely calm until I went to sleep. I had been talking to Brandon about the plan for the big day, and apparently that was what was on my mind when I fell asleep. I dreamed a dream that was completely opposite of calm. When morning came, I called my mom and asked her to say a prayer for me, for my emotions and for my reaction. She reassured me that no matter what, I would be excited and love on baby H.</div><div> </div><div>Fast forward a couple of hours. </div><div> </div><div>I arrived at the dr's office almost a hour early. For those of you that know me, you know that I am never EVER early. Here's the really impressive part... I had all three boys with me, lunches packed, and backpacks packed with activities to keep them busy while they sat in the car with my dad. So as we sat in the parking lot, I had a few minutes (it was more like 60),to breathe, say a prayer and overload my phone with face.book. </div><div> </div><div>Brandon and I were able to walk right in to the ultrasound room. The ultrasound tech was super friendly, asked tons of get to know you questions (she seemed like a long lost friend!), and was pregnant too. As she scanned my belly, we were able to look at a 42 inch flat screen tv mounted on the wall, watching for what we could see. I'm no expert, but after having 15 ultrasounds with the twins, and 3 with Greyson, I kinda know what I'm looking at. But this time, I didn't know what I was looking at. After seeing three little dots, I gave a puzzled look and asked, "what are those three dots?" With nothing but a smile on her face, our ultrasound tech gave me the news that I've been waiting my entire life to hear. I couldn't hold back the tears. Don't get me wrong, I didn't do the ugly face cry. But I had tears running down my face, and as I looked at Brandon did too. He was laughing trying to not let me see though! </div><div> </div><div>We finished the ultrasound and couldn't wait to start calling people. The first person we told my my dad. My dad has the heart of a child, so I instantly knew what his reaction would be. I told Brandon, I bet you 10 bucks my dad starts crying! When we got to the car, we let the boys spell out the letters GIRL, and instantly my dad was smiling ear to ear, and had to lower his sunglasses to cover his eyes! When we called my mom, who was at work, she let out a little scream, and even left work early to go shopping with me!</div><div> <img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 244px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648338370011833554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx__zMHha2IJmKV05J4IDQmzf062aKjJUqnXRJsb7Ml77IvmZYuju0wzb6-w46B5lO7WbLc6cxLPgjdtcI8NK4czzMgTvh379B1LP_hIkv5Aroa-AlBVQTb0IQom972xa8c3ZMAeMgtts/s320/IMG_0004.jpg" /></div><div>Now, we just have to pick out a name, bedding, and figure out hair bows! </div><div> </div><div> </div></div></div></div>Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10725882199688877146noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227824775082645200.post-12974121500529798432011-05-31T20:49:00.000-07:002011-08-15T19:37:53.320-07:00Yard work........uggghhh<div><div>Let me start this blog off by stressing how much I HATE yardwork. I have a black thumb and kill everything. Either I over water or underwater- but either way, I've wasted a lot of money on plants and flowers over the years. </div><div><div><div>Now let me say, that when we originally looked at our house their was about 10 inches of snow on the ground, and I asked our real estate agent what the flower beds looked like. She said they were in good shape and shouldn't be too much work! Well, she was wrong! In the front of the house, the previous owners decided to randomly put a bunch of gravel next to a retaining wall. And the flower bed that was up against the front of the house, had been completely over grown with weeds. Being that I am pregnant and it is the middle of the summer, there was no way in the world that I was going to get out in the heat and work on weeding this BIG mess. Thankfully, my dad a a college age guy that works with him, that was willing to do the work! While we went to the pool one afternoon, Tommy came and weeded, removed gravel, and got the two beds completely ready for plants. Now if I could only figure out what to plant! </div><div> </div><div>Here is the before picture:(blogger is being a pain, and won't upload an after picture..grrr) Just imagine no weeds, grass and three peony bushes in the front. It's pretty or atleast looks better... trust me!</div><div><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639693542498958242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOO6Za48pULN9T-nIRl52ARoAukJwlQxrMwLxaYuEQO4XONeoyiVDPxc8n9Oc0DP_i7i2P8ZWBj1IOq7o8xdN-jerUouy2BKqVV37aghC_Upj870KoppPoNBEbjXbdVk4YTbhWBBiD9A0/s320/picture-uh%253D3125f99713302f4bad25d88ccd33f4-ps%253Dc18986f88ca87f424038b69c823dda.jpg" /></div></div></div></div>Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10725882199688877146noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227824775082645200.post-40205455133682381742011-05-19T20:51:00.000-07:002011-08-15T19:37:23.594-07:00Preschool Promotion<div><div><div><div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgsl_iClOYo8RSChMdMkjDGpAs_jDjrji1XD-3DAsCQR68a6HixnPoxcgKIuNLg88L6u7cHtewvDZT6eDdCLs2KiV8aAkA-R9DjVKQ8oKb2HcOpjouH2Jm7K73vfboB4ezrO89ghLbINM/s1600/DSC07205.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640536969614647730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgsl_iClOYo8RSChMdMkjDGpAs_jDjrji1XD-3DAsCQR68a6HixnPoxcgKIuNLg88L6u7cHtewvDZT6eDdCLs2KiV8aAkA-R9DjVKQ8oKb2HcOpjouH2Jm7K73vfboB4ezrO89ghLbINM/s320/DSC07205.JPG" /></a>This is after the ceremony, don't they look so innocent?!
<br /><div><div><div><div><div>Tonight we went to the twins preschool promotion ceremony. It was funny and bittersweet all at the same time. We(our whole family) has grown very close to Ms Tracy over the past year. The boys pray for her every night and when snow days or Christmas break happened, they asked about her daily. </div><div>Tonight the Tuesday/ Thursday morning and afternoon classes were combined, to sing a few songs and get an award/ certificate. MS Tracy went through kid by kid and said something special about each child and told a interesting fact or two about each kid. Lincoln said when he grows up he wants to drive racecars and when Daniel grows up he wants to change lightbulbs!
<br />After the ceremony was over, we ate a couple of cookies, drank some punch and watch the craziness of about 20 kids chase each other in the gym. <img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640536968271926786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXZOsGypIp9wn12fkkrUrF0WYNl_Uu7C_no4dhy5RURfYQr-MrkRPkjn9xAJq-923_Tq7XRLVJlNuncCPRUG_YZVquPmCpXCK4dKylWb8tELBxpmJUh1cv7FML83tWygRxgCOvhhlRVb0/s320/DSC07194.JPG" /><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640536968130602274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQyuGEgSU9xbCIzo5evFO2O22XefFmGPVI_6l5Hxmj-qGcy_9F6oQqZ5vKpX5DChBEOvIUTgv-ShLAbk2bHR8GZVE9xcqgCYSAoafqP1BNqzuUZdIpXA9-BjyjDhqLE_rxQPwpYLC8qd0/s320/DSC07195.JPG" /></div><div>The boys have learned so much over the past school year with Ms Tracy. Next year will be a little sad, since the twins will have only one of their classmates in class with them. We opted (mainly for my sanity) to enroll all three boys in Tues/Thursday morning classes again. Greyson is so excited to be included in on preschool next fall. HE can't wait to have Ms Tracy all to himself, while bubbas are next door in Ms Judy's room! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10725882199688877146noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227824775082645200.post-58051529145828117382011-05-10T11:32:00.000-07:002011-07-26T15:19:25.628-07:00Busy busy weekendMother's Day weekend is always a jam packed weekend in our house. We get to celebrate the twins birthday's and mother's day all in one. ( We are changing it next year though....) <br />For their birthday this year the twins picked to have a superhero party with just family instead of having friends over to celebrate. We had a great Batman vs Superman marbled cake and opened presents with just family. We ate a quick lunch and then headed down to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Branson</span> at their requests to ride go karts! <br />I love go karts. I grew up riding them on every family vacation and actually had a couple of parties in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Branson</span> where we did this exact thing! Brandon on the other hand, doesn't really care for go karts. I tried and tried when we were dating to get him to like them, but no couldn't get him to really care for them. And since none of the boys had ever ridden a go kart, I didn't really know how this day was going to go. <br />As soon as we parked the car, the boys were screaming woo <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">hoo</span>!! They jumped out of their seats and ran into the building. We had to measure to make sure they were all tall enough and figure out who would ride with who. Lincoln and I went together on the first round, my dad and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Greyson</span> rode together, and Brandon's dad and Daniel rode together. While Lincoln was a little scared to go too fast, they all loved it so much, that we upgraded from the regular track, to the multi-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">teired</span> "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Rockin</span>' Track". It was a three story track. This momma was a little scared letting her babies go in the faster cars, but they LOVED IT!<br /><br />After leaving the HOT racetrack, my mom had to return something at a local outlet mall. This outlet mall also has a Coach purse store, which my mother in law really wanted to go in. So we stopped off for a few quick minutes of shopping. Brandon had gotten stung by a bee while on the go karts, so once I knew that my parents knew how to get back on the highway we headed back home. After a few minutes of resting, we loaded back into the car with Brandon's parents, and headed to dinner at a local <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">mexican</span> restaurant. After dinner we went home and played outside with some of the new toys the boys had gotten earlier in the day. The grown ups stayed up and watched a movie while the kiddo's went to bed. <br /><br />The next morning, Jeff and Carol headed out early for their drive back to St Louis. And we headed to church. We did a simple lunch at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">McAlister's</span>, and headed home for naps!!!It was so nice to relax. We had such a great weekend, but it becomes such a whirlwind trying to cram everything in. So next year we are celebrating on different weekends. That way I can can enjoy every minute, and not be so exhausted!<br /><br /><a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right" href="http://goo.gl/photos/3Sqv0QQlKU" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-OZI0Xr9EPX0/TfJfOTf2VFE/AAAAAAAAE4Q/oYzfGLFczBY/s160-c/May2011.jpg" /></a>Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10725882199688877146noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227824775082645200.post-17787292849636343722011-04-24T14:57:00.001-07:002011-07-20T13:28:15.028-07:0013 WeeksMy friend Sara posted this pregnancy questionaire on her blog when she was expecting her first child. I thought that it would be a cool reminder to myself on how this pregnancy went. I was so overwhelmed with my first two, that I rarely took pictures and never wrote anything down, so I'm hoping to keep up this time!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />How far along? 13 weeks<br /><br />Total weight gain? 0lb<br /><br />Maternity Clothes? I don't have to wear them, but opted to get some capri's since it's starting to get hot.<br /><br /><br /><br />Stretch Marks? I've had twins, so I don't think any more could hurt me at this point!<br /><br /><br />Sleep? All I want to do is SLEEP! I'm so tired all of the time.<br /><br />Best moment this week? Waking up to the boys talking to my belly!<br /><br />Movement? None yet. I usually start feeling the baby around 17 weeks.<br /><br />Food Cravings? steak. I could eat steak every day.<br /><br />Labor Signs? NO!<br /><br /><br />What I'm looking forward to? Women of Joy weekend coming up- a weekend away with my mom!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631533624219723106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaFSdLFijFiaacNdeSgokNnBBdRlFAGP7ADouETCZSSgN12LcVGWcciyH1go6B8N2toVeDLBPYCJcQcyRf6vOJHFh8YZx3Al2Q5IMfZhSId4-TIqk3MqRiP33XGyNGeDdMCVxbqVTw0wI/s320/225753_10150248500460681_669465680_9185422_7271775_n.jpg" /><br />This is a horrible picture of me, but I forgot to take one this week! This is from Women of Joy, and this shirt make me look huge!! I promise, I'm not that big!Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10725882199688877146noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227824775082645200.post-12284183176119432112011-04-24T14:52:00.001-07:002011-07-20T13:20:44.653-07:00Easter 2011We did Easter a little bit differently this year. After church we went to my parents to eat a yummy lunch, and did the Easter egg hunt indoors due to the rainy weather. Brandon and I decided early on that we weren't going to do Easter baskets or make a big deal about the Easter bunny. The boys were like sponges when it came to talking about Easter and Jesus, so we wanted to make sure that they truly understood (as much as 3 and 4 year olds can!) what Easter is really about. In the days leading up to Easter, they had learned about palm Sunday, the crucifixion, and the Resurrection. They learned about it at church and partly at preschool, and we talked about it nightly at home during our night time routine. <br />Although we want them to understand the true reason we celebrate, we still wanted to let them have fun with an Easter Egg hunt! They had a blast finding all the eggs in the basement. I think Brandon hid close to 75 of them. We save them from year to year, so next year, we'll have well over 100!<br /><br />Here are a few of the pictures in no particular order, since blogger won't let me rearrange them!<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616649929650418386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8-umPffJHEJMmdO13rr3bWQA-_65iEWoPPBmU1T_eYka3PxdJmxWPCWTYkGgEic1qcZ351lyZ1MHKOP0pEOENoCrD6rnIF0P8E4LYTW8kkBrPZNCjmGKjlr0m5mDRCbOK1DL_4MyjoFM/s320/DSC07114.JPG" /> Searching high and low!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOWBfg0uXhNnVzotSvwb9U9pg-gdtR9tw9ootAJNWNwarl_UtCeePTRSgi33r5RHHtTPWoP5mZXU-qOAVJPGeGOwo_xKZZhdQDnoq_SQdH8fQqX6zGOjXgr8cVlBLnzGS6HoTqMDNOUsQ/s1600/DSC07102.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616649919527344466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOWBfg0uXhNnVzotSvwb9U9pg-gdtR9tw9ootAJNWNwarl_UtCeePTRSgi33r5RHHtTPWoP5mZXU-qOAVJPGeGOwo_xKZZhdQDnoq_SQdH8fQqX6zGOjXgr8cVlBLnzGS6HoTqMDNOUsQ/s320/DSC07102.JPG" /></a> I have to beat bubbas!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKrLvAAIMtEfeNIW-Wo-MyfReXf-s7RWvDA60nE9_zqYGh6CcXfjBgiOkF2N-4OTHNsfyRt83yatpD64NEQ4yR7LyFdUtvIrnwJ7Ag_Kn56aQgrq8fHPr-grfbaHSy-e3jPpYhcZocoyY/s1600/DSC07101.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616649914650087106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKrLvAAIMtEfeNIW-Wo-MyfReXf-s7RWvDA60nE9_zqYGh6CcXfjBgiOkF2N-4OTHNsfyRt83yatpD64NEQ4yR7LyFdUtvIrnwJ7Ag_Kn56aQgrq8fHPr-grfbaHSy-e3jPpYhcZocoyY/s320/DSC07101.JPG" /></a> I had to level the playing field, since we were indoors!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8enRpo8ROfXi2vy1EZtK3bmFRCpvDApH2WGx6Qy117v0xTBTEv9HOR6qHn5qCgOaYPtL0Ztf1gqZZpAYdWYJ_HG16s8G_5R7M7a8_-scSc3oZTEAxynk7INRXRi9PFcV2v11VdrsUkMw/s1600/DSC07100.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616649910620488546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8enRpo8ROfXi2vy1EZtK3bmFRCpvDApH2WGx6Qy117v0xTBTEv9HOR6qHn5qCgOaYPtL0Ztf1gqZZpAYdWYJ_HG16s8G_5R7M7a8_-scSc3oZTEAxynk7INRXRi9PFcV2v11VdrsUkMw/s320/DSC07100.JPG" /></a> Slowly coming down the stairs for round 2!<br />I can't wait until next year, when we have Jaxson and our new little one around too! Holidays are going to be a blast with five grandkids!<br /></div></div>Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10725882199688877146noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227824775082645200.post-380495409913551852011-04-21T14:51:00.000-07:002011-07-20T13:10:09.687-07:00Easter Party<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2I1rmoSW1oloUb-c4htoaY-FC3yfejim9e9DAZ5qiAnqEzV-i0Wz_RPQvtSRTE039wKVye_CqaTsohyC-4w0rJURtLHsH06iS5sAy4hCKlCK2WqlfBX7Tcj97eTgNk7NhbfP7s47yIfM/s1600/IMG00230-20110421-1516+-+Copy.jpg"></a> Here are some pictures of the boys Easter party at preschool. I forgot my camera, so I had to use my blackberry, so they aren't the best quailty...l not to mention I couldn't keep up with them! They were running around like crazy people trying to find the eggs!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinvUAslmCNhGKxxjYtGYdxza3oCbHG-rkFcWMOppIGifhSMwJSKfrKTjEOJUYYhNgW1BSvEGXqCDw4gaghbDexuxEdnXiF4byeLapDQJkf5S0opeoPLoZYT7U6PN3PDwOFoeeZqB3vccQ/s1600/IMG00232-20110421-1517+-+Copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631528260454034226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinvUAslmCNhGKxxjYtGYdxza3oCbHG-rkFcWMOppIGifhSMwJSKfrKTjEOJUYYhNgW1BSvEGXqCDw4gaghbDexuxEdnXiF4byeLapDQJkf5S0opeoPLoZYT7U6PN3PDwOFoeeZqB3vccQ/s320/IMG00232-20110421-1517+-+Copy.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTRjzEazAtYG9FOY4wezr_l25EO6Pm3AsmgGdJhOLvSFLV5a8Q5tMpGsKkaGMtwaelrtAJR_w_n4xBRiMM6guf8f_DaLXyxfiq-Az7S29feATvG_P-mSEztmQVuUGWup-EpOTEMLYY6e0/s1600/IMG00230-20110421-1516+-+Copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631528245427365282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTRjzEazAtYG9FOY4wezr_l25EO6Pm3AsmgGdJhOLvSFLV5a8Q5tMpGsKkaGMtwaelrtAJR_w_n4xBRiMM6guf8f_DaLXyxfiq-Az7S29feATvG_P-mSEztmQVuUGWup-EpOTEMLYY6e0/s320/IMG00230-20110421-1516+-+Copy.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631528242849016642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_YeSengpRBnVeJC_AXRonEu9RZ2AePs1b6xPmk4jQTt2COa31dRxYlYo5vZbdZi3wYxdTsrmWBYHISVFIoQ6j2fkeSxRvfedJ4DdHgmCdT49qGDlyrdcsc-JKdpRUddDyBF3zBmEV95E/s320/IMG00229-20110421-1516+-+Copy.jpg" /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631528236296767490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjchBHoTvoZyo9JBQq4Si2U1OfrRZIGk1IODKtn2F0sTVnQWWMdaOwUh1kjMFCzoxnm4dcU8hbWSMtwuGz1LptpFjjU5NOieg2WaN0gjEc-MM975x45ojXiL6g4fEjH2P-X3MgSWREo3qQ/s320/IMG00227-20110421-1515+-+Copy.jpg" /></div></div></div></div>Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10725882199688877146noreply@blogger.com0