tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68761781426480923312024-03-05T16:09:37.720-08:00Every Day StoriesUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger316125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876178142648092331.post-34628430383333140122013-02-05T18:08:00.002-08:002013-02-05T18:08:48.748-08:00A Common FunkWhat is it about this age, gender, and stage in life? It seems that I am not the only one who seems to get in a funk around this time of life. I have many close friends and acquaintances who are lacking joy in their lives. Not much gets them motivated or even happy some days. What is it about this season?<br />
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Is it the kids and the life that they can drain out of us while at the same time we are required to love and nourish them. Not only that, but we WANT to love and cherish them ALL the time, but because we are all sinners...either they choose to not do something they should (or do something they shouldn't) and/or we are frustrated, in a bad mood, or just ticked off easily...we don't love on them. We then often look longinly at our children (or our spouse) while they are sleeping and am enthralled by their wonderfulness and then regret the words said earlier, the lack of time spent with them, or something else done or not done.<br />
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We are also leaving our "young years"...many of us have had one or more kids and our bodies are just NOT <i>EVER </i>going to be the same. No matter if we get to that high school weight again...it is just different. And I am not talking about that extra pooch...but the wrinkles, lack of time to do hair, dry skin, leaking when coughing...and I may be talking about myself here...but lack of fashion!!!<br />
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Am I just rambling here? Am I alone in this?<br />
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Another huge factor that weighs on myself for the common funk that comes in and out of my life is not being close to the Lord like I USED to be. Now...I know that God has empathy and understanding towards moms of young kids, but honestly it sucks!!! I have these moments of just craving and desiring time with God, reading His Word, and worshiping him. But then I go to do it, AND don't even get me started on what distracts me. I feel like even if I make that time for God; (which I TRY!) that because this is a different season in life and I can't serve in the church like before, and marriage is strained, and friendships are strained...that my relationship with God just won't be the same. Ugghhh...I don't even know if I am getting across what I want to say!<br />
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What I do want to say, is that we need to stop comparing ourselves to others on FB, instagram, blogs, pinterest, etc...what happened to that good old neighbor relationships??? What it boils down to is seeing what others have and wanting that. Wanting that amazing relationship with your kids and having them obey you when in reality you don't live in their house and see what goes on! Plus we need to focus on the kids that God gave US! No one mom is right in her ways...we are all given different gifts and we can glean from each other but we have to stop comparing and coveting. Same goes for our bodies, our marriages, the way our house is decorated, what kind of clothes we have, etc. It is time to be grateful, to choose to be joyful and content. I needed this pep talk so you all are getting it too:-) Getting time in with God is THE most important thing and based on that, will the rest of life fall. When we trust in him, our lives will reflect the amazing and wonderful God that is truly in charge. From yesterdays Jesus Calling "Accept yourself and your circumstances just as they are, remembering what I am sovereign over everything."<br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Lately I have had one of those <i>moments</i> during a certain <i>moment</i> that makes you bust out laughing...if you can follow my tired brain. (by the way, I apologize for my writing...I am not eloquent, savvy, or an expert in expressing my words or telling stories. I am horrible at grammar, and they way I write comes out different than what I think in my head...there you have been warned)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Here is one of two example of "one of those moments". You all pretty much know what my hubby does and that he travels frequently. Yes, I have gotten used to it as much as I can, but there are nights when I do have a hard time with it. Where I feel like an over emotional teenage girlfriend who has to be away from her "true love" boyfriend for a God-awful week. Well, recently I was laying in the arms of my handsome hubby, trying to fall asleep, thinking about having to be alone once again. I was trying to create a memory by tracing his face (yes, sorry if too sappy) so I could remember every nook and cranny. When out of the blue the arm that is around me has a crazy muscle/or sleep twitch and SLAMS against the wall right above my head. Now...this has happened before, and this night I was lucky because I didn't get punched in the face or squeezed around the neck like other times. I just chalk it up to what happens right before he falls asleep...right?!?! Anyways, the laughter comes when I am laying there reminiscing wonderful things and I hear some sound coming from Mike...some whale-like horn sound..rruuuuhhhhhhh! That is when I had one of those moments while trying to have a sentimental moment. I busted out laughing sooo hard! Oh how I tried to have sweet and loving moment only to be interrupted by simple life:-) Guess it was time to just roll over and go to sleep.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Did you guys hear about that noravirus going around? That awful stomach bug epidemic? Yeah...well our boys had it. Everett had it first and then followed by Logan. It was definitely a hard one to see them go through because it started with about 5 hours of straight throwing up followed by being stuck on the toilet for 24 hrs. Logan started his bout at 4 in the morning this past weekend. I decided to just stay in his room because he was throwing up every 10-20 minutes. On about his 5th time, there isn't anything coming up and he is just dry heaving and burping. I was tyring to so hard to say the right things to help him through this, encourage him so he feels better, and just love on him. Oh the poor boy! I was helping hold the bowl and he just kept burping and burping! Now, if you know Logan, you know what a rule follower he is...you tell him to do something as a rule or law and he will do it no matter what. I think he was taken back at how much he was burping and he looked up at me with the most confused eyes and sorry eyes and says "excuse me mom" between burps...oh my son!!!! Had to use his manners despite the throwing up! I tried to not laugh because he continued to throw up, but it was too funny:-)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I think I have come to realize with all the kids and the years of marriage, that those moments that are sentimental, serious, or frustrating and then when funny things happen that can be the best thing for the situation. I love that God has a sense of humor and keeps things real.</span></div>
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The new name, "Every Day Stories" will still include posts about what God is doing for the family and myself. I just feel like documenting my every day-life stories. As the months and years have gone on, I have some pretty interesting, humerous, and sad stories that I want to share. They aren't extriodanary, crazy, or powerful...they are just plain life experiences from my lifetime! "Every Day Stories" will hopefully give some people more insight into what goes on in my head. I have so many commonalities with you friends and family, but there are some things in my life that are different than you and those truly direct certain decisions and emotions of mine. Please stay tuned for new posts about being a wife of 9 years to a man who risks his life as a calling from God; about starting the journey into "middle age" years (yikes!!!...30!!!); about raising three boys and being resonsible for 3 families some day; and about my constant struggle to draw near yet overwhelming love for the Lord.<br />
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I know, I am exaggerating, but seriously...what a momentous night and day tomorrow is! I have been thinking about what to say to Logan to help make tomorrow special. Something to remember, something for him to know that I love him GREATLY and will miss him...BUT am so excited for him and am rooting him on:-) I am so glad that as I was saying good night to him tonight in his own room that the right words came to me. I told him a story about being pregnant with a baby and being so excited for the baby to come...and how I knew that 5 years later he would have to go to kindergarten. Yadda, yaddaa yadaa...so much more was said and then he grabbed me around the neck and started to choke back tears! I couldn't believe it! I hoped I hadn't ruined his excitment and now made him scared for school!!! But then he said "Momma, I just miss you so much". I promised him that I would be waiting for him when he got off the bus and he couldn't believe it. What a little man...<br />
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I wouldn't say I am either of those moms that I described in the beginning, but somewhat in between with a sway to each side every now and then. My fears about Logan going to school are:<br />
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him being afraid. The teacher not loving or caring for him...being patient with his little quirks that make him Logan. Him not being able to button his pants or not being able to put on his backpack in time. Logan is a stickler for things being the right way...very ODC and I pray that he will be able to overcome the need scheduled things and find a love for flexibility. Shining all the way through it.<br />
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another fear is that I haven't taught him enough. Taught him what it means to be a child of God. Taught him what it means to not tease others, to love and accept others. To be patient and kind to ALL kids. What if he is swayed by the other students to disobey and not listen to the teacher??? I am not there to see him and correct him. In Jesus name...<br />
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I am excited however, to see the little boy he will become. I will pray daily that he will be a witness to others in the school. Even his teacher. It is a main reason why we have decided to not home school. We feel it could cripple a boys ability to be a leader and a disciple for Christ. Yes...even at this age they learn to lead and to be confident in their beliefs. I mean...Logan has asked about the Trinity and could explain it to you! How awesome is that! My work will never be done and I could have always done better...but that is why our children are gifts to us for a time being. That they are truly God's and will be used for His purpose. I will rest in that thought tonight:-)<br />
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Until tomorrow...when I will have to wake Logan at 630 to catch his 715 bus! YIKES! NIGHT!<br />
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The boys took a bath...i decided to clean the bathroom while they did. I got quite a few splashes of water on me since I wasn't paying 100% attention to them, but I do have one-clean-boy's-bathroom. Then I decided after they went to bed I would clean MY bathroom...5 minutes and DONE. Well, why not get the downstairs bathroom done...5 minutes and CLEAN! Now I feel quilty. What tooke me probably a total of 15 minutes was delayed over this past week because I didn't think I had the TIME! HA!<br />
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So...how does distraction work? Well...here it goes: decided to clean the bathroom 3 days ago. I go into the bathroom and remember I actually have to pee. Sit down to pee. "knock, knock knock" goes my cute 17 month old. I crack the door open and play peek a boo while sitting on the toilet. I get up and realize I need a tampon (sorry for the personal information). I tell the babe I am sorry but I have to go upstairs. I walk past the washer on the way to my room and I change loads. I then hear screaming down stairs and I run down because it sounds like a kid is dying. Older kid has been punched in the stomach by the younger kid. "ok...you are fine.." insert correct discipline here which takes about 20 min. I then am thirsty and get a drink which then causes all three kids to want a snack. " get a bowel and I will get the snack"...as youngest child walks by I smell something bad. Chase him down while singing ABC's so he doesn't cry so I can change his poopy bum. "mom...I want my snack!!!" Oh yes...get back to that. Please don't sit there because you will spill your snack!! Get a towel and realize there are no clean ones so I head back upstairs to find one in the laundry. Find it and come back down to find all the pillows off the couch and two little ones playing hide and seek behind them while their little legs stick out and giggles are even more obvious than those legs. I run and sneak up on them and cause about a 30 min wrestle and giggle session. Then it is lunch time...take about an hour out of the time frame and come back to finishing dishes:<br />
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Ok...seriously. Bathroom??? Really? a little boy is going to pee on the seat in about 10 min...who cares?!?!?!<br />
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Still in the same house, same city, same job, same love (and more) for my hubby and kids. Perhaps I have made a jump into a new mom-roll. Maybe I am a bit more calm, more organized, and more ready for life's road blocks...but.....probably not:-) No perfection here, no clean house, laundry still in the washer (not drying), still have an extra 10 lbs around my belly and probably isn't going anywhere no matter how many miles I run a week. I have a new perception on being a military wife after 10 years and sorry hubby...I am not afriad to share it. Being a mom isn't easy, especailly of three boys...and no, you don't understand even if you have one boy. Talk to me after a few years of being a "single" mom of three active and lively boys. I am not judging you, I am just saying we are different and thank God we are, because I would AND want to hear so much about your life and then I REALLY (serioulsy want to) would be daydreaming about it:-)<br />
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I couldn't live without my family and friends and it is hard to admit that, but it is 100% true. Just seeing you those 5 minutes at the resturaunt after 10 years of speaking made my year:-) You love my boys like I have loved them the past 6 years...how <i>could</i> you and <i>why</i>??? Thank you Lord that you do...<br />
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I am not the friend that I used to be...I don't respond immediately to my emails...sometimes it take me days or even a week. I can't believe that I have a nursing degree some days and other days I wonder why I am not using it. I appreciate the music in my life, the sunshine and also despise the clouds. This blog has become my journal. My vague yet deep journal. Be interested or not, but be warmed that you are getting a glimpse of a woman who adores Jesus, is madly in love with her husband who is always gone training, who wanted a daughter but wouldn't trade her THREE sons for the WORLD, and still doesn't know her own purpose (except to serve the one and Holy God).<br />
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We bought Everett his first swing...</div>
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Tonight was the perfect night to try it out...</div>
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We had perfect weather today that made me crave summer and fall at the same time. One two three push...feel the wind through his silly hair...</div>
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I gaze at my hydrangeas coming back. They were so dead and quiet all winter. I pray I wake as they did. </div>
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I glance down at the sight of shoes on the wrong feet, but put proudly on by a three year old, and it makes me ponder. What precious moments are these. </div>
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I longingly stare at the sunset, wishing I had more a view. For every color is created by God for God and for us. I see my surroundings in my view also, just amazed at what I have been blessed with. A fence for my house and a swing set for my children.</div>
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Could anything be any sweeter than this Spring's night?</div>
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Austin found it. He felt the wind in his hair and opened his mouth to feel it too. </div>
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Dare I even say how big my little man has gotten? One week and he will be five. What a glorious 5 years this has been.</div>
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Six hands, 30 toes, 3 faces, and my heart that is complete. Thank you Lord for this sweet night:-)</div>
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Seriously, this is so draining! I just want a healthy family so I don't have to overstock in kleenex and tylenol, or run out and buy a humidfier just in case the vaporizer isn't working. Anyways, I need to see the good in all this...thankful for doctors that are available and for being able to get care when I need it. There...I am thankful:-) I am just praying that Everett isn't an ear tube kind of guy.<br />
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Like I said, Everett was fine last night, and I have pictures and video to show of it. Usually when mike isn't home during the evenings (which has been 4 out of 5 nights lately) we have a dance party after dinner because I am procrastinating with the dishes:-) Everett found his "cheesey" face for the camera and every time I went to take his picture, he would make this face:<br />
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He looks so much like Logan in this picture:<br />
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Austin was doing a few dance moves:<br />
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Wanted to share these few...I was practicing with my new backdrop...love my boys<br />
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Second thing I realized was how powerful a gentle spirit was. Monday came around and Mike couldn't stay home to help out, so I sent him off with a smile that was only lip-deep. I wasn't sure how the day would go. My mind wanted to get the day started, but I was shocked at how weak my body was and I couldn't move very fast and my head was foggy. Because of this I knew that I would get nothing done that day besides feeding the kids and some dishes. Kinda wish that was all I had to do during these days...yea right:-) I was so amazed though at how much patience I had! The boys had their regular fighting and some how I was able to be so calm, gentle and patient; explaining the consequences biblically and encouraging them. I felt like the Holy Spirit was totally using me that day. *on a side note, I had to miss the second half of a very much needed and anticipated women's retreat on sat from the sickness...not very happy about that* As the week went on, I felt better and better each day. With me feeling better each day...my attitude got worse and I started to yell again at the boys. I often thought back to that Monday, remembering how well the boys responded to my gentle spirit and even how different Everett was. Just a more calm baby and boys who listened and obeyed better. That realization is that when I am distracted and/or not focusing on the priorities of the day...like having a gentle spirit...my whole family suffers.<br />
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Therefore, I am not sure I will be keeping up the blog. I know family would like pics and updates, so I may keep it just for that, but I appreciate those who read and follow these random posts. I have no need to boast or brag about my house, my boys, my marriage, or hobbies. I enjoy "writing" things down and sharing projects...but I know I need to be focused in this season of life. My husband, my boys, my job (household) and my faithful and loving God need my focus:-) Love you all<br />
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font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">And the waters rise</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">But don't you ever lose your light</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">In this life you will know</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Love and pain</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Joy and sorrow</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">So when it hurts</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">When times get hard</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Don't forget who's child you are</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">This little light of mine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">I'm gonna let it shine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">This little light of mine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">I'm Gonna let it shine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Gonna let it shine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">May you live each day</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">With no regret</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Make the most of every chance you get</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Let your eyes get wide</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">When you look at the stars</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">With the same sense of wonder as a child's heart</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">With the ones you love</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Treasure the time</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">And for those who are gone</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Keep the memories alive</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Hold on to your dreams</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Don't ever let go</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">There's a fire inside you</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Burning with hope</span></b><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: sienna; font-family: verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">This little light of mine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">I'm gonna let it shine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">This little light of mine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">I'm gonna let it shine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Gonna let it shine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">There will be days when you wanna give up</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">When clouds settle in</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">But after the rain comes the sun</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Don't you ever forget</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Don't forget</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Don't, don't forget</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">One day there will be no more pain</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">And we will finally see Jesus' face</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">So until then I'm gonna try</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">To brave the dark</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">And let my little light shine</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">This little light of mine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">I'm gonna let it shine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">This little light of mine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">I'm gonna let it shine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Gonna let it shine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">This little light of mine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">I'm gonna let it shine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">This little light of mine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">I'm gonna let it shine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Gonna let it shine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Oh, shine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">Gonna let it shine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: sienna; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px;">There's a little light inside us all</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Wow...can I say that when I first heard this song, I about burst into tears with love and affection for my children? I could perhaps think about this song from God to me, but instead it just moved me in a way that expressed exactly how I feel about my boys. What a wonderful young children's song put in a way that is so powerful. Letting God's light shine...I pray and am excited for my boys for when the chance comes to let their lights shine. I am desperately trying to teach them the Gospel so that they will choose the Light. I want their lights to be strong and unable to be blown out. Dont' get me wrong, my light has wavered and flickered, but it is lite nontheless. There will be a time in their lives where they are tested, tempted and stumble, but just as this song portrays, God's light will always shine and as long as they walk in the light, there will be no darkness:-) </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am going to try and print this out somehow so they can read it as they grow up and are reminded of their child like faith and how God's love penetrates them deeply. I love how God has given us songs to worship with and to feel his power and love from. Please listen to the song and be blessed!!!</span><br />
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The chef hats that were created....nice culinary academy huh?<br />
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Austin was a bit overwhelmed in the beginning with all the people and the cupcakes out in the open. At least Logan was smiling well!<br />
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"Happy Birthday to you....Happy Birthday dear Austin!!!"<br />
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What a fun day he had! After it was all done and everyone had gone home, I asked him what was his favorite part of the party. He seriously looked at me with no hesitation and said "All my friends". Awwweee! What a sweet man...thanks so much for those who celebrated with us!!!<br />
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Like I have said, I LOVE that he is a dancing baby. I just figured that boy babies don't dance and I gave up hope. But this little dude loves it. He even got some pelvic thrust action in this video. To warn you...this was taken with my phone, and someone texted me while I was videoing it...that is why there are two farting noises.<br />
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Another dancing one. Yes it is the same song, but I try to give him the appropriate songs to rock out to.<br />
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Such a big boy at the grocery store! You can see his smile through his pacie<br />
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Ok...seriously Logan looks sooo old here! It is my baby with my baby! And no, Everett is no where near walking right now. He has stood for 5 sec or more, but no steps.</div>
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So here we went! As you can see, he had already started ripping the fireplace out before I got our "before shot"</div>
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Here it is...all taken out!</div>
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We thought about putting in a recessed desk, but with the time frame we had to get it done, and having no where else to put a TV cable, filling it in was the way to go</div>
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Starting to fill it in. I believe that was the third night. You can see PVC piping to carry the wires from a TV stand up to the TV so they wouldn't show.</div>
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I helped mike cut out the dry wall. We were so excited to get it up, that after we drilled it in a few places we realized we left our flash light in there! Oh well we thought, but then saw there were some must needed tools in there too. Nice one hun!</div>
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All filled in! Now we had to pay someone to come mud it and texture it. We have a very strange textured wall and didn't feel comfortable doing it ourselves. </div>
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All done and textured! Now to just paint it...</div>
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THERE IS THE FINISHED PRODUCT!! We are so stoked about it! It makes the room look so much bigger and more open! I started this huge paint job, not expecting mike to help, but he ended up taking charge and we finished it in 2 days. Poor kids were neglected some and Everett had enough of the exersaucer...but we got it done!!</div>
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Just a little side note...I made these "taco cupcakes" the other night by following a recipe <a href="http://www.emilybites.com/2011/08/taco-cupcakes.html">HERE</a></div>
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I have an awesome opportunity to raise three Godly men who will someday lead a family and prayerfully love the Lord. I have found an intense book on instilling morals and Godly virtures in children and it has me all excited. Also disapointed because it has pointed out several flaws about myself. I can only try to get better at it right? Anyways, I am sorry if I sounded arrogant. I struggle with "trying to fill the hole in my heart" more than you know. I pray that God is able to use those words in some way, for some one:-)</div><a href="http://s1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/?action=view&current=MorrisSignature.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/MorrisSignature.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876178142648092331.post-52704786836044943632012-01-22T17:36:00.000-08:002012-01-22T18:05:30.043-08:00Time to get all serious.<div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8JYO8aLqotJ0SXu5kBAACO4Cwx9bM67XoadShwex0sxMf7YmB2bBtMoGAsuBJm-mviuweBF8XYM8sVvcu48I819NZTO2iuzrjp7_EqeIs9BlQZUUqOr7AzgDRhn5C45IisIg1KGPtXBKk/s1600/DSC_0006.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 532px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8JYO8aLqotJ0SXu5kBAACO4Cwx9bM67XoadShwex0sxMf7YmB2bBtMoGAsuBJm-mviuweBF8XYM8sVvcu48I819NZTO2iuzrjp7_EqeIs9BlQZUUqOr7AzgDRhn5C45IisIg1KGPtXBKk/s800/DSC_0006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700642038055353858" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(what the Morris family came up with to teach our boys...I pray they become Godly men that fear the Lord)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div>What is it that motivates you? I know that it is mostly my sister, mom and girlfriends that read this blog. There probably aren't many people that I don't know that chew over these words...hopefully there is chewing. But seriously...what drives you? Is it that cute living room design? That awesome storage unit that would look perfect in your closet and would let you fill it with the finest things? Is it the tastiest casserole or best looking dessert? Is it the most well behaved child or best dressed baby? </div><div><br /></div><div>Are we authentic anymore? Is there anything that is deep down true and genuine anymore? Is Pinterest the only thing that keeps us going? </div><div><br /></div><div>What I am getting at is our lives...yes I am serious...our deepest desires, our needs, and what we have been called to by the Greatest, Most Holy, Gracious, and Loving God. Most of us are just mothers who are dying to identify by something other than our failing child. Get this...our kids are NOT going to be perfect! We CAN'T and shouldn't be defined by our children. Well then...how about our dearest husbands? Shouldn't we find security and worth in them...yes, of course the Lord gave us these wonderful men, yet our foundation and self love is founded in non other than our self sacrificing Jesus, who holds every tear in His hands. </div><div><br /></div><div>Those incredible photos on FB, or on Pinterest...how much do we compare ourselves and COVET after those things? We have the worst lives; so others feel sorry, we have the best lives; so others are jealous...To be one of those people who is known for that success...whether it be that awesome photo we took, or that revolution we had, or the family that we created. We just want to be KNOWN. To be special for <i>something</i>. Guess what...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;">WE ARE</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">God says we are His. No one can snatch us from His hands. Therefore, lets run this race, go for that prize that ONLY matters to Him and NO ONE ELSE. He doesn't look at what we have worldy accomplished here on this planet. He looks at our scarred hearts. At our wounded, bleeding, and begging-for-love souls. He picks us up, holds us, and breathes that fulfilling life into us. No longer should we wake up trying to be someone that we aren't. No longer should we compare our children to those of our friends. My kids are different than yours. God has instructed me to disciple (notice I did not say discipline) my boys differently than your daughter, son, or both. God works all...yes ALL things for his good. Did you hear me? ALLLLLLLLL things for his good. Trust Him in this...and you will see His faithful hand reach out and save you. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Because we are adults and we shouln't be living on baby's milk. We should actually be feeding that to our kids (not literally). We should be teaching them the basics. Being the basic example for them so that they can see Christ in us. If you think about it...see what you do daily for your kids so that they see Jesus. Even a 1 year old can see Jesus! Don't EVER underestimate them...they are SO much smarter than we think. They sin from the womb...did you hear me? Yes they do! Those beautiful innocent looking children know how to sin! It is in their nature and God has give us this glorious responsibility to disciple them. To guide, teach and show how to be Jesus to them. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">The next question is...how can we be Jesus to them if we don't know Him. Do we know that the same Spirit that knows God is in us? How wonderfully exhilarating is that???? The Holy Spirit that knows the mind of Christ, dwells in us. Oh how peacefull and exciting is that!!!! Let us turn to God and ask for knowledge and wisdom in raising these "little" people...who are actually brothers and sisters in Christ. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">OOOOfta! What a rant right? I have personally experienced the depths of despair and also the heights of God's peace and love. I chose the latter and know what it takes. Relationships don't just happen...it takes lots and lots of devotion and wonderful work. Thank you my wonderful and loving Lord Jesus for being in my life and showing me what it means...what it means to live, to parent, to be a wife, and to follow you humbly. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">PS....my goal in this post is to hopefully encourage you, to spur you on. Please, please share with me if this incorrect or if you don't care for it. I only want to please the Lord, but I also want to grasp the hearts of my dearest friends and family.</span></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://s1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/?action=view&current=MorrisSignature.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/MorrisSignature.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876178142648092331.post-29231321269919184592012-01-21T10:00:00.000-08:002012-01-21T10:34:55.288-08:00Jumping back....Christmas pics finally!<div><div>I don't have too many photos from the day. Wish I would have taken more throughout the ENTIRE day and not just a few from opening presents...oh well...there is always next year!!</div><div>Here are few snippets from our day:-)</div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Night before....the kitchen all set up and under the big bag, and all the goodies under the tree! There were gifts from extended family as well. We started a tradition of the boys sleeping in our room on Christmas Eve. I thought they would keep coming down once put to bed, but they stayed put and we were in bed no latter than midnight!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR9oDtWxj5VDEVRAPmZQPiDd7StJ6HlhLmuanxeOYtARBpjMXaUheVbOgr2EyDLDvgWN48KppM6NgvCa8qFjZBK2NZ_2iItEuHRMx6prWcKWWjybl8FGZbgls5ShjxrU-8jbsMYy71tm3M/s1600/DSC_0015.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 532px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR9oDtWxj5VDEVRAPmZQPiDd7StJ6HlhLmuanxeOYtARBpjMXaUheVbOgr2EyDLDvgWN48KppM6NgvCa8qFjZBK2NZ_2iItEuHRMx6prWcKWWjybl8FGZbgls5ShjxrU-8jbsMYy71tm3M/s800/DSC_0015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700152613099871922" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>The unwrapping began and messes were started! The boys got many gifts for both of them and they did great opening them together!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRZ-AggmByS_LTBu6fqsbWckgQ_tGQ8xLuKviMG32RX-1pTqL6XXhIxq23FM8NpbRdbgrPSjeYRprsr0LPl7gzyG3KnHvnqwtmiPgaidm8vXxJSVHZSIJ6ut5oqJmu07z843r_RkBV0wTe/s1600/DSC_0028.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRZ-AggmByS_LTBu6fqsbWckgQ_tGQ8xLuKviMG32RX-1pTqL6XXhIxq23FM8NpbRdbgrPSjeYRprsr0LPl7gzyG3KnHvnqwtmiPgaidm8vXxJSVHZSIJ6ut5oqJmu07z843r_RkBV0wTe/s800/DSC_0028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700152598484721698" /></a>Everett crawling around checking it all out:-)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJtGXKVzP5ZDm4V_f_uYtFrinBb-gdaCGFlPeaUpL9cmkiBEt0x-fpopz8ATZwzbhf74y8TCsuBcQPFDHlQfltTTk3tJKhzSCDUNb_23HckSxwmaHvVCtCgKwEqaVR76rqhxggMWcX0XbT/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJtGXKVzP5ZDm4V_f_uYtFrinBb-gdaCGFlPeaUpL9cmkiBEt0x-fpopz8ATZwzbhf74y8TCsuBcQPFDHlQfltTTk3tJKhzSCDUNb_23HckSxwmaHvVCtCgKwEqaVR76rqhxggMWcX0XbT/s800/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700152593337222050" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The dogs got a new bed...they love it!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiipgD-eGCA7T1_Z2hqLv-09Wzk5cLR3APDeLAeLWzHkkL2W_Erlqzqx8GSCqoG2IkEtw6RIFN_nCJNu0Unv-PohdydhbMUM4JlM0AWshUiBB-MCoZagb990R8kwzBS10p0NTt1SeG8YJU2/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiipgD-eGCA7T1_Z2hqLv-09Wzk5cLR3APDeLAeLWzHkkL2W_Erlqzqx8GSCqoG2IkEtw6RIFN_nCJNu0Unv-PohdydhbMUM4JlM0AWshUiBB-MCoZagb990R8kwzBS10p0NTt1SeG8YJU2/s800/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700151322310027970" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Logan got many legos and lego type toys...such a big boy!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihdRGmhCcrA1Rc6at5WAWPFxKb86cFsvFL-Q8O3BGGlRiWrf5RZwLDwZf5VgTKm8Dr5p4YryCCyl2HhZrbDhKxOfj6CvHNBZCb9UP-iwsFSLMEWw7OHXLfxmIZIl-LUUjNQphnuvJtYFks/s1600/DSC_0022.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 532px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihdRGmhCcrA1Rc6at5WAWPFxKb86cFsvFL-Q8O3BGGlRiWrf5RZwLDwZf5VgTKm8Dr5p4YryCCyl2HhZrbDhKxOfj6CvHNBZCb9UP-iwsFSLMEWw7OHXLfxmIZIl-LUUjNQphnuvJtYFks/s800/DSC_0022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700151316175506754" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>One of Austin's favorite from Auntie Kelly...his apron:-)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidC9H28Wn1YzaWdB2erjsIkiyiAqYZWl4B-Ihefra0td91sIoOKV74bYCRiaokFSGKfebUT7yU_6WDdt8XX0e03ATWS_rgjLJLNpUWM7lphLJSX6thrVMUyqyWh5T87ULH1cF_svpvApNE/s1600/DSC_0033.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 532px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidC9H28Wn1YzaWdB2erjsIkiyiAqYZWl4B-Ihefra0td91sIoOKV74bYCRiaokFSGKfebUT7yU_6WDdt8XX0e03ATWS_rgjLJLNpUWM7lphLJSX6thrVMUyqyWh5T87ULH1cF_svpvApNE/s800/DSC_0033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700151311853951586" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Already playing before the gifts were all opened<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn_NlAsYhgHyhSysw2fCec-LqHlXNi6_H1qCSoKuUwQjgrZNkQsYdALTgsg9CRyavfs4K890PNJj_V2mZ2Kodikl82lD3Cq6PZ9ueIq1HTSfbEQ7ufpX5YEAKeND6w8PMbu5I3d4ax_38k/s1600/DSC_0037.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 532px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn_NlAsYhgHyhSysw2fCec-LqHlXNi6_H1qCSoKuUwQjgrZNkQsYdALTgsg9CRyavfs4K890PNJj_V2mZ2Kodikl82lD3Cq6PZ9ueIq1HTSfbEQ7ufpX5YEAKeND6w8PMbu5I3d4ax_38k/s800/DSC_0037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700150231140872690" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Goofy brothers!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx3rU4buz8YwPKalXu2s40Fb39URhcMnx4OXi36MQflW9ZeIqAov8ug56en26tD0rGLdTi6Rxr5B6cEKPZVFSvoUw05gCJua5cVSfDI84qMTOdFj2y53wSfoD8oYsdaU3AdGiSowLFOrHH/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx3rU4buz8YwPKalXu2s40Fb39URhcMnx4OXi36MQflW9ZeIqAov8ug56en26tD0rGLdTi6Rxr5B6cEKPZVFSvoUw05gCJua5cVSfDI84qMTOdFj2y53wSfoD8oYsdaU3AdGiSowLFOrHH/s800/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700150223949236034" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>My Santa Baby! First Christmas and in that Santa suit that Logan wore 5 years ago!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHe8T-6oOYZkRN2m-5z64SL577klYQILc52EXWkmhklnHExeFswehW4RT85TiKeKgK1jkDVHyjUExt7vfZVRdJNKiouX7cwcI7-vvB7TuN_gkVIvDd6ioZLdaumNLxxuvw6mTKCA78zHhS/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHe8T-6oOYZkRN2m-5z64SL577klYQILc52EXWkmhklnHExeFswehW4RT85TiKeKgK1jkDVHyjUExt7vfZVRdJNKiouX7cwcI7-vvB7TuN_gkVIvDd6ioZLdaumNLxxuvw6mTKCA78zHhS/s800/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700150217080352514" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Great outdoor toys and hilarious when used indoors!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRL03dzvLwF0M6amOnjN3_8ESDutAZagEfi6CWIyNZsSiI-mymb8_fT1__1qQJz-QTdJaMGjqV6K_NZ85sJGT7ij2iOmv6TciJcGSmHELlIHlYXSiPclg7Qtp7Jw1Uz8IgUCAM7rVT-pqu/s1600/DSC_0055.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 532px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRL03dzvLwF0M6amOnjN3_8ESDutAZagEfi6CWIyNZsSiI-mymb8_fT1__1qQJz-QTdJaMGjqV6K_NZ85sJGT7ij2iOmv6TciJcGSmHELlIHlYXSiPclg7Qtp7Jw1Uz8IgUCAM7rVT-pqu/s800/DSC_0055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700149684058660674" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Getting ready for the family shot:<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDWTD7SOyB46gZcdrxs0jA9UT8loERrfi0k00a1EAMIIQU8FCXnWN0BkGLlfc44593ZR6oipaRsKD1N87YLptRCNU0w2HigK-zqHggwnP73EUmpsr3oKAOEtgLT1exFdPCJMIFYqwSTynj/s1600/DSC_0047.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDWTD7SOyB46gZcdrxs0jA9UT8loERrfi0k00a1EAMIIQU8FCXnWN0BkGLlfc44593ZR6oipaRsKD1N87YLptRCNU0w2HigK-zqHggwnP73EUmpsr3oKAOEtgLT1exFdPCJMIFYqwSTynj/s800/DSC_0047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700149675432753138" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Merry Christmas Everyone! Thank you all for spoiling us once again:-)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYju2-PV1hcSrDc1N0MNfGNuG4Nb51XddG2xfKxegGQBvb_PSG9ps6gJgggEiyK-FZDsScg47j9QqwDGZng2DRxcwWP4BknP0TqKXezQXxuYYwzYkcP6ebQvkOMnVfHms1NvIEMHf7kmSZ/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYju2-PV1hcSrDc1N0MNfGNuG4Nb51XddG2xfKxegGQBvb_PSG9ps6gJgggEiyK-FZDsScg47j9QqwDGZng2DRxcwWP4BknP0TqKXezQXxuYYwzYkcP6ebQvkOMnVfHms1NvIEMHf7kmSZ/s800/DSC_0050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700149661570121106" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://s1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/?action=view&current=MorrisSignature.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/MorrisSignature.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876178142648092331.post-87600246860311624722012-01-15T08:31:00.000-08:002012-01-15T08:49:18.665-08:00The common...GOALS FOR NEW YEAR!<div>I know that everyone has been posting about new goals this year, but I think it really helps to write them down. Especially to other people because it holds us more accountable. So please...if you see me slacking...yell at me!</div><div><br /></div><div>Me Goals: </div><div>1-Get up early to work out and/or get time in the Word. My days are ALWAYS better if I do either of those in the morning. No matter how tired I am I know it will help me. Anyone have any good study plans? Any good ideas on what to do for quiet time? I have been reading a book about raising Godly boys, so that gives me motivation during the day. What about you?</div><div><br /></div><div>2-Get my house in order. AAHHHH! I have had to let go of my house so much! I have a cleaning schedule (not crazyily particular) but just the clean the bathrooms this day, dust that day, etc. I need to stick with it! I am hoping with Everett turning one in two months (YES!! can you believe it?) that I won't be so tied down with nursing still and he will be much more invovled and distracted with his brothers. </div><div><br /></div><div>3-Make prayer lists for each boy. (including the one taller than me:-) I <i>started</i> reading (never finish a book it seems) Power of a Praying Parent, and one thing she said was to make a list of things you wanted to pray for that child for that year. I think that is a swell idea. Yes, i just said swell. I have found that no matter how hard I try to teach certain characteristics and lessons to the boys, and be an example to them; the most powerful thing to do to help them is to pray for them. </div><div><br /></div><div>4-The over rated....lose weight. Yes, the holidays put on some lbs for me. I am not happy with what is going with that. I know that I always lose weight faster after nursing a baby, so that is something I am looking forward to. I have started a p90x workout in the morning and soon will be trying Shakeology. If you are intersted in what that is please ask. I want to lose at least 15lbs. You may think that seems like a lot, but I really, <i>really</i> want to get back into the 120s...so that would actually be over 15 lbs. But since we are done having kids, I can work on it for a while and focus on my body for myself!</div><div><br /></div><div>5-Save money and learn to budget better. We have the most incredible opportunity to pay of our debt recently, and even though it seems to be a vicious cycle with that (pay it off, get in it again, pay it off...) I am really REALLY going to stick with it this time. I am hoping to use my photography money as the extra stuff too.</div><div><br /></div><div>6-LAST ONE:-) Photography! I have been so blessed to have had so many sessions this past fall, and learn so much about it, I hope I can bless more people this next year. And have fun while I do it! Definitely need to amp up my indoor studio, and prop collection; but I am excited!!</div><div><br /></div><div>So yeah...there are MY goals for this year. I know I have goals for the little ones, like help Logan start to read, get Austin ready for preschool next year, and get Everett walking at some point! Mike is always a goal...he has a long year ahead with lots of training physically and mentally. We are so stoked, but unfortunately have the looming "might get kicked out" feeling that will be with us every day. After this year of training we will sigh a huge sigh of relief! Please be praying for him! </div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdEa-g1b4lM6X2_TfqUHv8R11NnBM_0Pyvmy7gRNzUnGi3o_2Fm6iOQQhS-kJTDIdhSbRvbyRZvvKp5j0sP9k7hp6mTzJtQljPdZwOHp-xpAvPRsl_zinXscPzLdXMuibjWCTw7eLw1R5K/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 523px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdEa-g1b4lM6X2_TfqUHv8R11NnBM_0Pyvmy7gRNzUnGi3o_2Fm6iOQQhS-kJTDIdhSbRvbyRZvvKp5j0sP9k7hp6mTzJtQljPdZwOHp-xpAvPRsl_zinXscPzLdXMuibjWCTw7eLw1R5K/s800/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697901124826348610" /></a><br /></div><div>Comment with you blog and your goals...maybe I will get some more ideas! </div><a href="http://s1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/?action=view&current=MorrisSignature.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/MorrisSignature.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876178142648092331.post-23660476439129697072012-01-13T11:27:00.000-08:002012-01-13T11:58:11.248-08:00Back into the blogging world...<div>Sorry I have been so MIA lately friends and family!! Life has been busy as usuall and the blog hasn't been a huge priority on my to-do lists. I do enjoy it and want it to become more of a habit...so we will be working it into my schedule! I thought I would start where we left off (kinda) and just try and catch up...so I apologize for the Christmas pictures later this January. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Everett turned nine months on December 23rd and I didn't get around to his 9month photos until 2 weeks later...so technically he is 9.5 months:-) It is getting hard to get him to sit still for these photos as he wants to just crawl around and play! I managed though. His personality has really come through lately and is proving to be a very intelligent baby! He communicates with us all the time and lets us know if he is upset about things. He is kinda a drama-king at times. He learned to wave and actually says "HI"....so that is is first word! I recently was at target and saw a little stuffed lion and I was "roaring" at him, making him smile, got a kick out of it and then walked away from it. Then all of a sudden I hear "raaaoooorr" come from Everett! I thought it was so cute and he kept doing it, so I HAD to get the stuffed Lion...he still roars for us when we say lion or show him the animal. I am having so much fun seeing the difference already in him compared to the other boys. The Best! </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFtiLQTyAWq1AUU3jCa5y7XIUWS1osJvkkPIawWN3EfYDL_17TdY1c0y5q3JwtArIVYa_EkL9bv7BQ9FkY1lVYeVy1bkRr8cdCjg63HcD63NzrEIyOGWlLUTk_EeBgKIkp3tfuJrQ0auSF/s1600/DSC_0086.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 532px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFtiLQTyAWq1AUU3jCa5y7XIUWS1osJvkkPIawWN3EfYDL_17TdY1c0y5q3JwtArIVYa_EkL9bv7BQ9FkY1lVYeVy1bkRr8cdCjg63HcD63NzrEIyOGWlLUTk_EeBgKIkp3tfuJrQ0auSF/s800/DSC_0086.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697201844640888514" /></a>He is starting to get some eczema patches which is a bummer because we already have to deal with it for Austin. It didn't start up till after I started feeding him solids so I am curious if there is a food that aggrevates his skin more.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT7JbaLtzBGX3KvP09zlDt23VNaCjqiAMMvqxxfdvjP33lFyA9ei4G_pmh43qV7WafWHFVjN8PWh_isnWclQSYpGuj8ucZCe2rLvKY-KiSahFmfzQg9ftSe3nbYt7E86NehVnvyXo1lKO0/s1600/DSC_0063.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 572px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT7JbaLtzBGX3KvP09zlDt23VNaCjqiAMMvqxxfdvjP33lFyA9ei4G_pmh43qV7WafWHFVjN8PWh_isnWclQSYpGuj8ucZCe2rLvKY-KiSahFmfzQg9ftSe3nbYt7E86NehVnvyXo1lKO0/s800/DSC_0063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697201841053662290" /></a>He has started wrestling with his brothers, and Logan tries to squeeze him all the time. The other day I told Logan to not squeeze him and he says "But I just love him so much!!" Hehe...gotta love it!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzNSRfY5LyMLWJQnyUI3k_mZylX0mHQzbKONfT45_GemJVUqRjTbnAs6Y74dvtK_QhF-Nm4TMtaqLJAwWtE5ASm-KmjQ6v3xI1UMJDak5Wtci3qPQ9XaHneXhKxhrE4htPR05C6kaalWFq/s1600/Diptych+3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 378px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzNSRfY5LyMLWJQnyUI3k_mZylX0mHQzbKONfT45_GemJVUqRjTbnAs6Y74dvtK_QhF-Nm4TMtaqLJAwWtE5ASm-KmjQ6v3xI1UMJDak5Wtci3qPQ9XaHneXhKxhrE4htPR05C6kaalWFq/s800/Diptych+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697201534278309346" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtAKsMhqiNnD-ZI3u99Br7qOnfAkPZEUjEab6EO6GIWPAuvU6zbKBXISiXx_M9pagRxgzGZ4chCclB-_aHKrTccm-jrHvGIxXfGSAIrULNxUfHjTzc-FX2jkzHfplOvyi2tP33v8jhtQzh/s1600/DSC_0103.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtAKsMhqiNnD-ZI3u99Br7qOnfAkPZEUjEab6EO6GIWPAuvU6zbKBXISiXx_M9pagRxgzGZ4chCclB-_aHKrTccm-jrHvGIxXfGSAIrULNxUfHjTzc-FX2jkzHfplOvyi2tP33v8jhtQzh/s800/DSC_0103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697201532509271698" /></a>He looked so cute in the hat, but he was crabby at the time so I had to get one of him being crabby:-)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPlGLHVrmFWfhiSJp7lksSpNudf2rxQU0hEPG9lZHinExi7zTvGNoOm2JePoQmKIRT9V3jUrlBPE_istnBAMl8RLBhq-KkYrlx7d0dfjtJuxoCmqTZwRsT-tE5hN-35v-z5zLPfp_6nkyV/s1600/Triptych.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 368px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPlGLHVrmFWfhiSJp7lksSpNudf2rxQU0hEPG9lZHinExi7zTvGNoOm2JePoQmKIRT9V3jUrlBPE_istnBAMl8RLBhq-KkYrlx7d0dfjtJuxoCmqTZwRsT-tE5hN-35v-z5zLPfp_6nkyV/s800/Triptych.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697201525942632082" /></a>Check back soon for Christmas photos!!<br /><a href="http://s1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/?action=view&current=MorrisSignature.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/MorrisSignature.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876178142648092331.post-33214632993026289402011-12-21T17:28:00.000-08:002011-12-21T17:59:32.356-08:004 Days...6th Disease...and 1 Day at a time<div>Why so many numbers you ask? And what do they all mean? Our lives here seem to be living by the numbers around us...4 Days until Christmas, Everett has 6th Disease (Roseola) and I am taking things 1 Day at a time now...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Poor little E has been through so much lately! He recently got his top two teeth only to have the ones right next to them about to break through. Four teeth at once is a doosey and sure explains why he hasn't been wanting ot nurse very often. (Back on track with that now). He recently had a strange high fever for about 3 nights/4days and caused a lot of concern. It got up towards 104 and even his soft spot was bulging out a bit. I took him to the ER, but with a lack of other symptoms (no cold like things, diarrhea or vomitting) they chalked it up to a virus and told me to watch him. Not the best answer from a Children's Hospital. The fever eventually went away around Monday morning and he has been recouperating since then. I had his 9 month well baby scheduled for today for about a month and it was quite convenient considering his recent health. It definitely turned out to be more than a routine visit! As soon as I took his clothes off, I noticed this crazy rash all over his body. Small red dots and blotchyness. The nurse noticed it too and seemed concerned or curious. </div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRGOGB01UyMdMkcwVGlmMUkKfLsYoUoiVOmlaOz-p8lbtys54vxwxOWbOq8dwHxByRk3HiqrODUvsGrvsck0Lhx785PdkQ0XzePNW7YEkC5TmPrw8rIyOYcOk581BbDOsohp9JkrpTHFNZ/s1600/DSC_0019.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRGOGB01UyMdMkcwVGlmMUkKfLsYoUoiVOmlaOz-p8lbtys54vxwxOWbOq8dwHxByRk3HiqrODUvsGrvsck0Lhx785PdkQ0XzePNW7YEkC5TmPrw8rIyOYcOk581BbDOsohp9JkrpTHFNZ/s800/DSC_0019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688761555222751810" /></a>(such a swee pic of my man, can't see his rash here, but I am so in love with him! God gave me the perfect third child...He knew exactly what I needed)<br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I immediately thought back to what I first thought it was in the beginning of the fever (after doing research on the internet) and thought it was Roseola...and I was right! It is basically a benign childhood illness that doesn't have a treatment besides controlling the fever. The rash appears once the fever is gone and only lasts 1-3 days and isn't a bother to the baby. These pictures don't do justice as the lighting in my house isn't that great. But you can kinda see it.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy9V9PNOQTLj8G-lj82mEB8ATfn3RFUecrf-SLV6zOJRnKhk1rEficY9lWpfxq4bkPHlA49YyxMKnz_Z_JWf1K1PS9t0c8tc3ypBZYpe2VEGGNB5HAubGdeko9j84LqeEW-6RoCy4aTYvG/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy9V9PNOQTLj8G-lj82mEB8ATfn3RFUecrf-SLV6zOJRnKhk1rEficY9lWpfxq4bkPHlA49YyxMKnz_Z_JWf1K1PS9t0c8tc3ypBZYpe2VEGGNB5HAubGdeko9j84LqeEW-6RoCy4aTYvG/s800/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688761550825981778" /></a>None the less, he is a healthy happy baby! He wieghs 22 lbs and is 29 1/4 inches long. Meeting all the milestones and sure wooed the doc despite his crazy rash.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm5ooWWFup0HsP3aTzw5LmW0mUXyVwKkSCp7OhXawrceQx5p0zAT0bykPnaXhlzd0fwF6kOSCxXegc98tmQ54W4w5JFZZs01UX7CjA6OVWTO3MYQ4AQy0fDa6Cka0O8CDkEjgUtciXF_I7/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm5ooWWFup0HsP3aTzw5LmW0mUXyVwKkSCp7OhXawrceQx5p0zAT0bykPnaXhlzd0fwF6kOSCxXegc98tmQ54W4w5JFZZs01UX7CjA6OVWTO3MYQ4AQy0fDa6Cka0O8CDkEjgUtciXF_I7/s800/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688761545539440594" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>4 DAYS TILL CHRISTMAS!!! I think I am more excited than the boys. We have only a few gifts for them this year, but they are so perfect. What fun it is to be a parent and give joyfully to our children! This is an advent calendar I made last year. Each day they put up a new ornament and on the back as a verse to read from the bible about Jesus' birth. Logan and Austin both enjoy it very much.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh79bfOLdOaoJAOxGH7inGuEhe-ysLJVkfRlJFlMIbb11KkdPrMzJoA7RZsv21ua_sGRCBxCGJ4GP47zp1Vr1TpAniwe-nbFMexAjWWj75qxyuscHBq4IS7hXZ4JPsge80fsAu5o8Bkjmrj/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh79bfOLdOaoJAOxGH7inGuEhe-ysLJVkfRlJFlMIbb11KkdPrMzJoA7RZsv21ua_sGRCBxCGJ4GP47zp1Vr1TpAniwe-nbFMexAjWWj75qxyuscHBq4IS7hXZ4JPsge80fsAu5o8Bkjmrj/s800/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688760361570936050" /></a>Logan very much understands what is going on this year and it is great to be starting or continueing our traditions. It is definitely hard being away from family this year, but like I said, I am stoked for our family Christmas!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnViBi769cWR4veySiaLk0Q6Ww5ps4WhJoQguO6HCqWAs7RwQD-TjE6dL42zt-MN3M0pzsTnJio2Mlkt4n6qR8JFu-EdPQuMpjSl_fc2odIZAd3fRVYBtTyL_PfeGvHg0PI3TczBtpRsGT/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnViBi769cWR4veySiaLk0Q6Ww5ps4WhJoQguO6HCqWAs7RwQD-TjE6dL42zt-MN3M0pzsTnJio2Mlkt4n6qR8JFu-EdPQuMpjSl_fc2odIZAd3fRVYBtTyL_PfeGvHg0PI3TczBtpRsGT/s800/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688760351635070834" /></a>Like my star wars snowflakes I cut out? go here: http://mattersofgrey.com/diy-star-wars-snowflakes/ to do it yourself!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj93Obv1gAE_wleYGOfxRDkP5Kftj_WjaVOJ5MBMD1lU-7upN-Iq5_-oI50Q_yi1pouND2_H1_bpTOtrYA38gzZ8-MfEb2Cup4RwCxVDe-wJZhpNXowWPG8JUKJeHWjIZK9N5RMu2WlJ3_H/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj93Obv1gAE_wleYGOfxRDkP5Kftj_WjaVOJ5MBMD1lU-7upN-Iq5_-oI50Q_yi1pouND2_H1_bpTOtrYA38gzZ8-MfEb2Cup4RwCxVDe-wJZhpNXowWPG8JUKJeHWjIZK9N5RMu2WlJ3_H/s800/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688760347204468226" /></a>Fits in real well huh?<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Xz4x50Sfw70boYSeLXLCwdrjRl-RzwfJVeXZUXYbrLWVk5Y6N-GBceL9oYzHVYCWQCYagLKCS24TqaPREIIN8K1AnJmTwx3HGsdfqm6ObqIMBJLIx7qaNI4gupfRYDCCK07q2SuS4oiW/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Xz4x50Sfw70boYSeLXLCwdrjRl-RzwfJVeXZUXYbrLWVk5Y6N-GBceL9oYzHVYCWQCYagLKCS24TqaPREIIN8K1AnJmTwx3HGsdfqm6ObqIMBJLIx7qaNI4gupfRYDCCK07q2SuS4oiW/s800/DSC_0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688759435777587250" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>1 Day at a time...so yeah...I am putting my foot down to forgetting and not having a schedule...I am not talking about narowing my day down to every 15 min, but knowing what needs to be cleaned when, what appointments are when, deadlines, birthdays, etc...So so so.....sick and tired of having "mommy brain!". I am doing my best to write things down and keep track of it all. Hard to start a new habit, but hopefully soon I will have it down.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwNJpwTuGxldupSicb-PNfFFpL8D619TxXUTcXjpStwZSPjwixNqBF9xUd0_qWvul8IlBHfTpx-E1bqpOFc2i451e-30GiP5lazPuYuGGprvG9uvLeSBkZl5K0QB6JBmMt2YXkcRZ4K1s7/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwNJpwTuGxldupSicb-PNfFFpL8D619TxXUTcXjpStwZSPjwixNqBF9xUd0_qWvul8IlBHfTpx-E1bqpOFc2i451e-30GiP5lazPuYuGGprvG9uvLeSBkZl5K0QB6JBmMt2YXkcRZ4K1s7/s800/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688759427205477682" /></a>Found this amazing cleaning chart template and it is helping immensly! Go <a href="http://www.moneycrashers.com/weekly-house-cleaning-schedule-template-checklist-chart-printable/">here</a> to download yours and create your needed chores!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBmyJ_1B1z_IUeCJhabp_97n8Ueos0cdOYp_PENamDx9SrtlvXMAMH0CHDgQKc56vOf0vmJ2DYtS9BvuoXVa0AfG0xd1LsfaAI-RzWL4GBNGy0DmZADO3hM7CT3vOvDvYDGyCEnWdzAeJc/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBmyJ_1B1z_IUeCJhabp_97n8Ueos0cdOYp_PENamDx9SrtlvXMAMH0CHDgQKc56vOf0vmJ2DYtS9BvuoXVa0AfG0xd1LsfaAI-RzWL4GBNGy0DmZADO3hM7CT3vOvDvYDGyCEnWdzAeJc/s800/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688759426820213266" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Anyways...not much else going on...one big thing...today Mike re-enlisted! Yup, we are in it for another 6 years, which inevitely will keep us in till the end. Right now we have 9.5 years in so in 6 we will have 15.5 and would be silly to get out. Please be praying for the long year ahead of us with Mike training and going through a rigorous program. We know God has his hand in our family and we are daily striving to glorify Him through all that He has given us!<br /><a href="http://s1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/?action=view&current=MorrisSignature.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/MorrisSignature.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876178142648092331.post-88471844370695327702011-12-10T05:46:00.000-08:002011-12-10T06:05:50.268-08:00Merry Merry December<div>Oofta! What a month so far! The testosterone led family is doing great...and the trying very hard to be feminine lady here is doing might fine too:-) I have started to try and take a new approach on things lately and bought myself a handy dandy personal calendar. I am tired of forgetting (still do) and procrastinating (working on that also) and want to cross things off a list (so accomplishing). It is hard to adapt something like that into my daily life because I am always on the go and don't have a set "station" or desk that I can leave the calendar. It is working for the most part though.</div><div><br /></div><div>Other updates:</div><div>Logan just had his Christmas Program...which I had to miss because Austin was strangely sick just for that morning. Mike was able to go and video taped it. Logan and I watched it later together and he sang me every song:-) He was so proud! I had told Logan that I was sad I wasn't able to go and to prepare him for the worst told him gently that neither Mike or I would be able to go. I hoped that Mike would be able to and like I said he did. Mike caught Logan's reaction to seeing his Dad on the video and it was priceless. Soooo glad Mike went.</div><div><br /></div><div>Austin is doing well...his old self. Still quite the funny guy with such an independent persona. He is enjoying Everett more and more and I think they will be good buds. Austin loves to pretend play and recently pretended to be a doctor "Mom...are you a boy or girl (girwal-is how he says it)" and then writes it down on a pretend clipboard. Love him!</div><div><br /></div><div>Everett is cutting the top four teeth right now...seems like it has been over a month since this started and I can't WAIT for them to come through! He is crawling all around the house, and I am really enjoying this curious stage. He doesn't really crawl full force, just kind of meanders around putting random things in his mouth...like dog hair. He has pulled himself up several times, but it still isn't consistent. He still nurses, but is very active so it can be hard to get him to any where else besides his quiet room. I am struggling with if he is getting enough from my milk OR if it is just his teething...we are gonna give it some time and do some experimenting with other foods to find out. Other than that...he is still the happiest baby! </div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE7oQm2LwBsrX0lDGnRtmiibvSfnF_ejelR7sF1z7HYyiizukBjgszs6Qj3RhXKSwhJ6Y1O0gVpGgxJjCH4r3gMMFerVqB472S3sFFB92KdeaytLgjmcicTz-jvpeEVXQorrDSPDxD4brd/s1600/evertt.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 624px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE7oQm2LwBsrX0lDGnRtmiibvSfnF_ejelR7sF1z7HYyiizukBjgszs6Qj3RhXKSwhJ6Y1O0gVpGgxJjCH4r3gMMFerVqB472S3sFFB92KdeaytLgjmcicTz-jvpeEVXQorrDSPDxD4brd/s800/evertt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684495946629848114" /></a><br /><div>My photography sessions have slowed down, which is nice for the holidays, but I am so pumped for this next spring and summer...got some awesome new places to take people and new ideas! Somehow I do still have time to do some home-made crafts. This fall wreath (yes I know it is winter now) took me about a month, but I got it done in time for Sept! No one ever told me how much burlap sheds...it is awful...it turned into an outside project. One of my favorites though! </div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1svMqrgSazE8htT50F_HqKb4R23NW72ZstG3CRTRB-5vblFESOn1lApI0yj3zf1rJNF4L7pMzbsTEwydX37UCn3n9w_9GtO4t5L-gsKqDW30BfnHr8g7r_daGcG1z8tRKm8DHar4AfA5c/s1600/fallwreath.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 378px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1svMqrgSazE8htT50F_HqKb4R23NW72ZstG3CRTRB-5vblFESOn1lApI0yj3zf1rJNF4L7pMzbsTEwydX37UCn3n9w_9GtO4t5L-gsKqDW30BfnHr8g7r_daGcG1z8tRKm8DHar4AfA5c/s800/fallwreath.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684495942452808754" /></a>And since I didn't have much time to make a Christmas wreath...I just tweaked the fall one with some Christmas tree branches and ornaments and wwwhhalllah!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHKG0WyzroL67vBcPmGnVh2C8BWnL_Sv1dWBz0c9UyoQq27fcPTl-K-MKZ6nTopLVHwI_YScMGG_KPvMA5WRmGVHqmBW6eH3Jqd5yedLanrYMIGKvYe28sf2OaP-w0Mt-RS_-zRWpRRx40/s1600/christmaswreath.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 378px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHKG0WyzroL67vBcPmGnVh2C8BWnL_Sv1dWBz0c9UyoQq27fcPTl-K-MKZ6nTopLVHwI_YScMGG_KPvMA5WRmGVHqmBW6eH3Jqd5yedLanrYMIGKvYe28sf2OaP-w0Mt-RS_-zRWpRRx40/s800/christmaswreath.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684495933035127906" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Funny story...I missed watering the tree one day and after that noticed that it stopped soaking up water. So, in my craziness I asked my incredible husband to help me cut some more off the bottom of the tree in case some sap covered the bottom preventing water being drunk by the tree. In his awesomeness...he did it with help from a friend. That was much more of a project than we expected. The tree is now about 4 inches shorter and lost all the bottom branches. It looks cleaner and healthier though! Oh well!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkOfzASRRttR9UUt6rEIo8exWDlI8lYLy_S6HSK9SKIC2yvMW8JMPTXdaAx3i8nYqVr5LEgrY96hnZYIc32NAGd5S31B6b9OeK7HLk3dNcDsyin7uYhcDNN81uPQyQ5z-H6cWtGoNnRGjs/s1600/DSC_0078.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 532px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkOfzASRRttR9UUt6rEIo8exWDlI8lYLy_S6HSK9SKIC2yvMW8JMPTXdaAx3i8nYqVr5LEgrY96hnZYIc32NAGd5S31B6b9OeK7HLk3dNcDsyin7uYhcDNN81uPQyQ5z-H6cWtGoNnRGjs/s800/DSC_0078.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684495927294790050" /></a>Hope you all are having a good December and have a Merry Christmas thus far! Miss you family and friends!</div><div><br /></div><div>PS...oh I will have a good story for you guys next time hopefully...seriously...God is really wanting us to trust Him lately in the most crazy circumstances!! All Glory to Him!<br /><a href="http://s1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/?action=view&current=MorrisSignature.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/MorrisSignature.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876178142648092331.post-10664824090516657322011-11-29T20:09:00.001-08:002011-11-29T20:22:04.207-08:00It's beginning to look a lot like...<div>CHRISTMAS!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>Yup...this season has been pretty good so far! Great decorations, beautiful tree, awesome traditions, telling and retelling of the REAL Christmas story, deals on presents, and MIKE is HOME for it! I saw a tutorial on how to make your Christmas Tree glow and I had fun playing with it...basically you close your aperature (F number...as high as possible) open your shutter speed to over 5 seconds, USE A TRIPOD and set your timer on your camera so it doesn't shake. I think my ISO was around 800. Only have your tree lights on and the rest of the house dark or very dim and shoot away! I believe my settings were "10 shutter speed, 22 F, ISO 800. Then I added a slight boost with photoshop...but it really didn't need it. </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWcix6N4x5gJcxj67aKW-BQ52LCbKCerZJBFNVt5vV-gax6GyNc5ZaS7eitF2HEq6Z9-pwPf8HYv5rdaFLjiFOedowVlgVg10Gi_tsm03Y7mEEFT0LSZpw8ULJR6ybO7Doc4quWXa4Fc_h/s1600/DSC_0099.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 486px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWcix6N4x5gJcxj67aKW-BQ52LCbKCerZJBFNVt5vV-gax6GyNc5ZaS7eitF2HEq6Z9-pwPf8HYv5rdaFLjiFOedowVlgVg10Gi_tsm03Y7mEEFT0LSZpw8ULJR6ybO7Doc4quWXa4Fc_h/s800/DSC_0099.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680638785225837106" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUpSwuXUavY-l-pFY5MWdF3kRn5bwgTLYG7Izj-y3ok4GikA0y_KcJvF57jWrnUPN_LnBlcRTYy8C9f6s8bh7yuzT4qkldcDonAcvgLubGhxD2dXU-TJV1NkWQEMflcebVhkJ3pU7U-MSb/s1600/tree.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 552px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUpSwuXUavY-l-pFY5MWdF3kRn5bwgTLYG7Izj-y3ok4GikA0y_KcJvF57jWrnUPN_LnBlcRTYy8C9f6s8bh7yuzT4qkldcDonAcvgLubGhxD2dXU-TJV1NkWQEMflcebVhkJ3pU7U-MSb/s800/tree.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680638782206405058" /></a><br /></div><div>Then the bokeh tree...I may be wrong on this, but the way I did it was by manually making it out of focus and I could see the bokeh through my camera. I believe my shutter speed was 1/50 and a 2.2F, ISO stil 800. Good thing about this is that you don't really have to worry about shaking too much. </div><div><br /></div><div>Hope you all are enjoying your Christmas season so far! Wishing we were closer to home for family, but we will make do this year...:-)</div><div><br /></div><a href="http://s1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/?action=view&current=MorrisSignature.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/MorrisSignature.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876178142648092331.post-40796759909395982002011-11-22T20:01:00.001-08:002011-11-22T20:06:30.457-08:00Unedited, SOOC, Family photos:-0Love this place I found to take photos and I love fall colors! Oh...most of all...love my boys...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpZBoUh2-ffDBXiliot2v9XsJjDNbZ7_tPaIv1tHOa_6mEgnb-8BZ10gCmjW_Jp8L7wY_r9Nu0euUP-NDQDImV84gYYVLhrTkMp3FJgrzr7LTNxDwA3k_1IhC0bZTTWtpMf97EaSMQKk9Q/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpZBoUh2-ffDBXiliot2v9XsJjDNbZ7_tPaIv1tHOa_6mEgnb-8BZ10gCmjW_Jp8L7wY_r9Nu0euUP-NDQDImV84gYYVLhrTkMp3FJgrzr7LTNxDwA3k_1IhC0bZTTWtpMf97EaSMQKk9Q/s800/DSC_0029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678037306857105570" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXbRs2BWTBaNoIAB4Ndgb2rQpqhyphenhyphenVWB5y6mpOPQhGG7yGirmf7rS06c0QiOZqg1AunqEIi3OxGA583RjUmXnIC01ocDaTCRa2_OEO1W6Rh3TVo7BU29glKXEUUrMN86y1LVmUmvBdHlFXP/s1600/DSC_0093.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXbRs2BWTBaNoIAB4Ndgb2rQpqhyphenhyphenVWB5y6mpOPQhGG7yGirmf7rS06c0QiOZqg1AunqEIi3OxGA583RjUmXnIC01ocDaTCRa2_OEO1W6Rh3TVo7BU29glKXEUUrMN86y1LVmUmvBdHlFXP/s800/DSC_0093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678037297284555106" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvCxTr-zR_h9KIFiveWLZg5eXWNxuLoxI66aNGh_EhbHMLOCCPQAtHlwlWOM8XLvWEepmDIu8eVGnihgYuP5XJMY9zPpKhuzCGT5lyRYcts36rHZXTA9oFl2Kd_Hn0bNw13FVNKud6dDv2/s1600/DSC_0225.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 532px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvCxTr-zR_h9KIFiveWLZg5eXWNxuLoxI66aNGh_EhbHMLOCCPQAtHlwlWOM8XLvWEepmDIu8eVGnihgYuP5XJMY9zPpKhuzCGT5lyRYcts36rHZXTA9oFl2Kd_Hn0bNw13FVNKud6dDv2/s800/DSC_0225.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678037013812265170" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzsI_2Utre_KB2xXgv-ddOenI-RreuMwxEm4D9Ntw0VHBqhQksx2Wwq2qzydjtT0RmxWAy7EuaP0OtcXfoAYVtYWuKE-amSwd7AMcuGMWcgcvi-5nfksyRKNzrTZLdM0EGSlnzM1QF1uKJ/s1600/DSC_0275.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 532px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzsI_2Utre_KB2xXgv-ddOenI-RreuMwxEm4D9Ntw0VHBqhQksx2Wwq2qzydjtT0RmxWAy7EuaP0OtcXfoAYVtYWuKE-amSwd7AMcuGMWcgcvi-5nfksyRKNzrTZLdM0EGSlnzM1QF1uKJ/s800/DSC_0275.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678037005205591906" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4sdu290xNA7HC8HoDr9TvuldtDgFQ_do8_JICbJ6D4ryrCnPazOSOXlta0jNQNRXReFOZH8mhVPuF4UdDkfK5R7LsHxxg3NaPCAvwiuotIJrBLBnHl3wdrt0suZAvji1NOk-6oIAhOsoV/s1600/DSC_0439.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4sdu290xNA7HC8HoDr9TvuldtDgFQ_do8_JICbJ6D4ryrCnPazOSOXlta0jNQNRXReFOZH8mhVPuF4UdDkfK5R7LsHxxg3NaPCAvwiuotIJrBLBnHl3wdrt0suZAvji1NOk-6oIAhOsoV/s800/DSC_0439.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678037002070567378" /></a><br /><a href="http://s1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/?action=view&current=MorrisSignature.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/MorrisSignature.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876178142648092331.post-20497149256287510592011-11-21T10:51:00.001-08:002011-11-21T11:20:45.023-08:00Chaos among the calm...<div>By the obvious lack of posts...life has been quite chaotic. Which is always good right? Well, in this case it is. I have had numerous photo sessions during the week and weekends for friends and friends of friends. I seriously thought once I started charging people, then it would slow down a bunch, but it is amazing how my second job now is to edit pics and be creative! Loving it! </div><div><br /></div><div>The boys have found new ways to entertain themselves while I sit next to them on the computer..."little legos" is one of the things they do:-) Hence my table being full of them, while I sip on my coffee and enjoy the chitter of two imaginative buddies. This pic was also taken with my new prime lens...LOVE IT!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQVT82UTNMjWaZNEiSy-su8hvFfyl5daQTgHAMzxhzhn9lYfek0MwOaQEQj2T0YeFh2oV8pJ1vnclpOi3GSCUSTfBiF_B4Qt2qAx6HrjYDaHuNIOjNPXRwQ60RxYrnSGOkNG2S9WrDMp9S/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQVT82UTNMjWaZNEiSy-su8hvFfyl5daQTgHAMzxhzhn9lYfek0MwOaQEQj2T0YeFh2oV8pJ1vnclpOi3GSCUSTfBiF_B4Qt2qAx6HrjYDaHuNIOjNPXRwQ60RxYrnSGOkNG2S9WrDMp9S/s800/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677524682236014594" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Mike has been enjoying getting the boys out and running around (still wishing for a swing set in our backyard) but the obstacle course will do fine for now. Boys sure will be boys!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaYtCKOaq-YO3mCjUko0aw_rvHtuzKBkdJjrSmZZOU8yaCAf1yuHa9RSoNOrEoOXeD3ZRVQz18qOWAXK0FU-YDoxmRY-vqRVYdF6-4ww9KlPFIM81UPoe6fsoCZvAx2wEOsqK2KrgWQSj6/s1600/DSC_0085.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaYtCKOaq-YO3mCjUko0aw_rvHtuzKBkdJjrSmZZOU8yaCAf1yuHa9RSoNOrEoOXeD3ZRVQz18qOWAXK0FU-YDoxmRY-vqRVYdF6-4ww9KlPFIM81UPoe6fsoCZvAx2wEOsqK2KrgWQSj6/s800/DSC_0085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677524182365206738" /></a>Such a big guy climbing the ropes!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6F7NXMtvt3D06uwLRtYmVMN4vEaam3uXorzSg3WvMfdK1H9xX0KbmMN9HykKTpq1RqKw3NSbbc60Iz8Qm83bdkwDcI-Hwohd0pPt2A1HW3fZ8Z8gq0pgBEPYD-HhsNjZpDzR6WZ3MeqSe/s1600/DSC_0095.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6F7NXMtvt3D06uwLRtYmVMN4vEaam3uXorzSg3WvMfdK1H9xX0KbmMN9HykKTpq1RqKw3NSbbc60Iz8Qm83bdkwDcI-Hwohd0pPt2A1HW3fZ8Z8gq0pgBEPYD-HhsNjZpDzR6WZ3MeqSe/s800/DSC_0095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677524171261892002" /></a>Always a teaching moment for Daddy and Son. Austin is so independent and so brave...but sometimes he does need help! Notice the look on his face?<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik2SOh_pHIF7Qs3wOasByNqgFy7CVZmAzyXnrlyDcOVumQ1lleTYjm3sHxtpfdE_TgOIMBtIdqiYHgkM9n2soJb-a7pu4m-x9pRjlUNRIzK7eM9bRgj67Ld_LqTmFzuoIZQM-ObvU0Clss/s1600/DSC_0123.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik2SOh_pHIF7Qs3wOasByNqgFy7CVZmAzyXnrlyDcOVumQ1lleTYjm3sHxtpfdE_TgOIMBtIdqiYHgkM9n2soJb-a7pu4m-x9pRjlUNRIzK7eM9bRgj67Ld_LqTmFzuoIZQM-ObvU0Clss/s800/DSC_0123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677524167141263890" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I FINALLY got to meet my wonderful nephew! And yes, my great sister and brother in law visited also:-) It was so awesome to see them as a family, growing their own precious boy. It is always so fun to have them visit because of how laid back we can all be, the video gaming by the men, and constant conversation for me and Jillian. They were amazing though...they saw a glimpse of my chaotic life and the messiness that goes along with it...and yet they still wanted to be here. Josh (my BIL) did the dishes several times, and Jillian as well. So great to have helpful visitors! Anyways, we stayed home a bunch, but got to take family photos of both our families, did a little shopping, movie watching, and mothering.</div><div><br /></div><div>Here are all four boys together...Logan 4.5, Everett 7.5 months, Noah 3 months, and Austin 2.5!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6kA1LcO2rmXFh5PN_y998TRa7GpZczK49emKeA7J1pBQiar0j_D5ABG5eVBdmwM5GkYqfN-UnTn8VZabxH4o91BjbF3hjkR7H5ZsJPDC4eQD4Axl_AaRXBz3y9-MSnqu48SQXey_yA90O/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6kA1LcO2rmXFh5PN_y998TRa7GpZczK49emKeA7J1pBQiar0j_D5ABG5eVBdmwM5GkYqfN-UnTn8VZabxH4o91BjbF3hjkR7H5ZsJPDC4eQD4Axl_AaRXBz3y9-MSnqu48SQXey_yA90O/s800/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677526794522783698" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>All in the tub one night:-) Everett is obsessed with splashing, more so than his older brothers and poor Noah got so much water in his face! He was a trooper though...I know there will be pay back some day:-)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4JICBf2EQHcxTk96ON-JNLD34EwuioH2iSp_kQo5mR7G9VuEkxfX7o9oFE3dewOszDikAcklq8rt2up6AVVlIlXTq8TkoydmWiY3S8LNGLOPE7L561RFdCiv1eRULljM3P6i7iaUAMset/s1600/DSC_0080.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4JICBf2EQHcxTk96ON-JNLD34EwuioH2iSp_kQo5mR7G9VuEkxfX7o9oFE3dewOszDikAcklq8rt2up6AVVlIlXTq8TkoydmWiY3S8LNGLOPE7L561RFdCiv1eRULljM3P6i7iaUAMset/s800/DSC_0080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677526504719012930" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Crazy kids...Everett was a little interested in Noah, but mainly like to have something to climb on...the bouncer!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimU61o3QOSSfSW4nG-tp_CIwM5KO1iR2_Fl907S66WIhb0YFTBn3zb3WEqfhOQ05hqxeOV-noGe86rKtuS2ovJDoDOx2QlW3ILqqqGW3wS3uOwZkK2apmrhegaQqMUNU_7CL5jRkMCZMDH/s1600/DSC_0049.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimU61o3QOSSfSW4nG-tp_CIwM5KO1iR2_Fl907S66WIhb0YFTBn3zb3WEqfhOQ05hqxeOV-noGe86rKtuS2ovJDoDOx2QlW3ILqqqGW3wS3uOwZkK2apmrhegaQqMUNU_7CL5jRkMCZMDH/s800/DSC_0049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677526494859176354" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I got to hold him while he was sleeping one time...oh HEAVEN! He kept smiling and making silly expressions...love him!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOhukKgFLmKvrioRb7Js7x3idw7NhIc0WmpTkrVZ8eEFp1eoX8gsAMu5FeYaTUXtJ-lfFuF8Ce5gCdAXZ-CdyShXjCX4YJyzDXntxt6UxxtnB84mMY9SQdLPjkETDeBeYUatYgOyZE4148/s1600/DSC_0065.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOhukKgFLmKvrioRb7Js7x3idw7NhIc0WmpTkrVZ8eEFp1eoX8gsAMu5FeYaTUXtJ-lfFuF8Ce5gCdAXZ-CdyShXjCX4YJyzDXntxt6UxxtnB84mMY9SQdLPjkETDeBeYUatYgOyZE4148/s800/DSC_0065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677526490308126978" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Here are a few shots of Everett exploring...I think he really wanted to go outside that day!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiVpY4oJTUs7QPFfb2DRH5Kt0t6v1NSPtWFfAeV85iPvK_wdJ0AaCNFq0WngOY9yYYrDieplxCtnpSCkEhV2JiGizeqbgUpe2mtfjnDV2yN_LSeL59B5wJWu7pF5ChyphenhyphenOTg8VdrK0LEELmV/s1600/DSC_0036.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 532px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiVpY4oJTUs7QPFfb2DRH5Kt0t6v1NSPtWFfAeV85iPvK_wdJ0AaCNFq0WngOY9yYYrDieplxCtnpSCkEhV2JiGizeqbgUpe2mtfjnDV2yN_LSeL59B5wJWu7pF5ChyphenhyphenOTg8VdrK0LEELmV/s800/DSC_0036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677525638956941538" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>On the move:-)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeORfIJ2bUK8abyG1cAijqCqXskC6mDk5hutQV85pmbphfnkfpx30zbPxb0fKM9l21WozVEG4-r4qDKw4z3tl-kABiS4NCfUvUMF5_yfUytWk0Ce68hkXIZYK7Kiut5b_ppEOAlUtIMyyG/s1600/DSC_0045.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 532px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeORfIJ2bUK8abyG1cAijqCqXskC6mDk5hutQV85pmbphfnkfpx30zbPxb0fKM9l21WozVEG4-r4qDKw4z3tl-kABiS4NCfUvUMF5_yfUytWk0Ce68hkXIZYK7Kiut5b_ppEOAlUtIMyyG/s800/DSC_0045.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677525629353332594" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Beautiful Mommy and her handsome son!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0oxhUTTCUtyxRlBEsOQyA3fIykrc1PtPhJCredSdg9AVO5ACOp_qanUVUczLYTQEKNkPJNpAL1sN0LzlUCVhHL6UepGN5E_rd1iKU3hXW5Lh_z74cU2YtNdIBdiyh8fAdYlv7Wfs4qQst/s1600/DSC_0028.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 532px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0oxhUTTCUtyxRlBEsOQyA3fIykrc1PtPhJCredSdg9AVO5ACOp_qanUVUczLYTQEKNkPJNpAL1sN0LzlUCVhHL6UepGN5E_rd1iKU3hXW5Lh_z74cU2YtNdIBdiyh8fAdYlv7Wfs4qQst/s800/DSC_0028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677525625103509538" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Yes, Logan was in love with Noah and we had to keep reminding him to be gentle with him. "Noah doesn't have brothers like EVerett does" (who is used to the roughness by now).<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm0bmvKJgNhX5FHsQjQMaa5DXhV768dVrxJK2Z9XJPMnAtUfEe15JSdClAmKjL__NPoB4BTSwrCoTNFEMTq33Rby-zIg5Q66oqj2-zwIvgbhrEltmfl_uoD_qDhlxI9vcEIy4weeJjm7Ik/s1600/DSC_0025.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 532px; height: 800px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm0bmvKJgNhX5FHsQjQMaa5DXhV768dVrxJK2Z9XJPMnAtUfEe15JSdClAmKjL__NPoB4BTSwrCoTNFEMTq33Rby-zIg5Q66oqj2-zwIvgbhrEltmfl_uoD_qDhlxI9vcEIy4weeJjm7Ik/s800/DSC_0025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677524706843089842" /></a>Logan kept making the funniest faces when we were taking pics of them...Noah enjoyed the attention.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7z1rZK0jBmMXKSun4dKfOFM2vTqzjVz3o75va_v-_bHpv5DPxcEAmf-yg_u1SoHkPKCCX9FaoLrUqxfOAxVXwVoZZrzrjZBZtLK8sWX80vMXUBnRtVU93tt7Z-nOil_Iz9CAFbwLFxrUZ/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7z1rZK0jBmMXKSun4dKfOFM2vTqzjVz3o75va_v-_bHpv5DPxcEAmf-yg_u1SoHkPKCCX9FaoLrUqxfOAxVXwVoZZrzrjZBZtLK8sWX80vMXUBnRtVU93tt7Z-nOil_Iz9CAFbwLFxrUZ/s800/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677524691045596706" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Stay tuned....I have plenty more photos coming!!<br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://s1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/?action=view&current=MorrisSignature.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/MorrisSignature.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876178142648092331.post-42512793150793581762011-11-09T10:31:00.000-08:002011-11-09T16:30:17.715-08:00Still here!<div>Hey ya'll...we are still here! SUPER busy and growing up fast! Everett is officially a crawler and is hilarious. He basically uses one foot and drags the other leg under him. Kinda like a hurt let. Oh well! Gets him around places huh? Logan was super excited at first but now has to constantly move his toys and keep things on the table. Oh the joys of a little brother. </div><div><br /></div><div>Halloween was fun...we thought the boys would be more into it, but they were done in about 10 minutes. Austin actually walked into the first two houses and was very upset when we told him he couldn't go into strangers houses. What a goof! Overall, they had a good time and got lots of candy for only an hour!</div><div><br /></div><div>IronHide</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKzUOy3bqyitswYpY-uklDCEd6Exaph2XM7nt6UmjmuF22JI9hctizGO1NRUMXElgmHsQm7Bjdt8UqvFI79s4txCKdOC1kqBoFPgoWh9qA6fYlm6v-zhDOiiyd5ehuQKwTklLTS-JZpef-/s1600/DSC_0185.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKzUOy3bqyitswYpY-uklDCEd6Exaph2XM7nt6UmjmuF22JI9hctizGO1NRUMXElgmHsQm7Bjdt8UqvFI79s4txCKdOC1kqBoFPgoWh9qA6fYlm6v-zhDOiiyd5ehuQKwTklLTS-JZpef-/s800/DSC_0185.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673066853269040002" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Spidey and his web<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqU-ybWRSyyy4_5MAxvVMmy28w0q30ms_bygXSNqXe-khslFUQf45XIRpiWvRyXWUc25DKudv01J-tsQFNLJ7U5gqULx3PLJGXhspf03qOX8RyKhSJ03-yEhkvDX5AzSAxxF5ccSs6eVnt/s1600/DSC_0190.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqU-ybWRSyyy4_5MAxvVMmy28w0q30ms_bygXSNqXe-khslFUQf45XIRpiWvRyXWUc25DKudv01J-tsQFNLJ7U5gqULx3PLJGXhspf03qOX8RyKhSJ03-yEhkvDX5AzSAxxF5ccSs6eVnt/s800/DSC_0190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673066821718661122" /></a>Me and my cute puppy:-) Found it at a thrift store!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh6pFOLI_A0-9M8RJ2jLpfC0FuCnPWQkKCyJJphzkqzQKD4MrHXdNqULJzNHn9Lvi0hbKpYP_PZYnwjNuwXYXmKzeeODx7L8ePxrQ999CKFDwE6TK9AsnmymnO6_v8uU1umbQ-4VWknmCG/s1600/DSC_0195.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh6pFOLI_A0-9M8RJ2jLpfC0FuCnPWQkKCyJJphzkqzQKD4MrHXdNqULJzNHn9Lvi0hbKpYP_PZYnwjNuwXYXmKzeeODx7L8ePxrQ999CKFDwE6TK9AsnmymnO6_v8uU1umbQ-4VWknmCG/s800/DSC_0195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673066812801603858" /></a>Going around the neighborhood!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGYUkVcqJ1AN3GGD2-HK1nSSixGph_PVm85z1TRzld-C0FHF9YKNPzJEE2WRc3QfXGj5st2iIv4XcZIfZPGUk6iAyhaOanay30zpwNiBsuJCXoev6-IDP1IVHNF10SXw87CJEaVsqt2obo/s1600/DSC_0217.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGYUkVcqJ1AN3GGD2-HK1nSSixGph_PVm85z1TRzld-C0FHF9YKNPzJEE2WRc3QfXGj5st2iIv4XcZIfZPGUk6iAyhaOanay30zpwNiBsuJCXoev6-IDP1IVHNF10SXw87CJEaVsqt2obo/s800/DSC_0217.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673066143998335042" /></a>I made some Santa Fe Chicken Chili the other night and it was quite beautiful in the crockpot before it cooked!! From www.skinnytaste.com<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWikc9jRWWmUSCC2XEGDtujrgyZC5IanWhO_G1DWTsKZZ7w0wJYUd8XpAuV4Mb0hJorERESf6oZKUHrKI_2GVQpx5GhuAynejK57OLf81kg-c-NfStKGwhWp6L8M6w_Jw83mT1XcH7scMJ/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWikc9jRWWmUSCC2XEGDtujrgyZC5IanWhO_G1DWTsKZZ7w0wJYUd8XpAuV4Mb0hJorERESf6oZKUHrKI_2GVQpx5GhuAynejK57OLf81kg-c-NfStKGwhWp6L8M6w_Jw83mT1XcH7scMJ/s800/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673066133275789074" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Me finishing my 10K. It seriously was the worst weather...so windy that when the gust of 30-40 mile and hour wind hit my jello like legs at mile 5, I about fell over! I ran the whole way though, I was determined to do that even if it wasn't that fast. This was a halloween race, so you were encouraged to dress up. There were some hilarious costumes like slinky dog, Michael Jackson on an IV running with his doctor, several Flinestones, etc. Great race. Haven't run since though because I am trying to heal some severe shin splints. I can't wait to get back out there!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSPMYeeNNducY9A8E6IoNJhh8YOajlFLxtPys-CNSYPDosybJYjyK65CQwsuv0S-hZrG5kz6dRpwvh9hoCgl2kkUljvUIMLqOYsrUNtNOh65c0QECkqvQV11ZBo52t9KDMl_V71lujaTrs/s1600/DSC_0174.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSPMYeeNNducY9A8E6IoNJhh8YOajlFLxtPys-CNSYPDosybJYjyK65CQwsuv0S-hZrG5kz6dRpwvh9hoCgl2kkUljvUIMLqOYsrUNtNOh65c0QECkqvQV11ZBo52t9KDMl_V71lujaTrs/s800/DSC_0174.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673066129263773266" /></a><br /><a href="http://s1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/?action=view&current=MorrisSignature.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/MorrisSignature.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876178142648092331.post-1584386720738103782011-10-19T17:26:00.001-07:002011-10-19T17:41:40.909-07:00So proud...<div>(could this be?!?!?! 2 posts in one day!?!?!) yup...i am so proud...so so proud of my big man Logan. It has been fun to see what he has learned in pre-school and how much things have "clicked" for him. He is trying to sound out words and is getting Austin involved. He loves to write his letters over and over again, while getting so much praise:-) </div><div><br /></div><div>It is fun to see him come home with his papers and see his name written on his work. I can imagine how diligently he worked on writing his name and how proud he must be every time he does it. I know I am:-) </div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGC5Ey0ttaathqt2n52F4kPo3zkb65UnWV6ET3IyIoELBi0KSBgSb3wr06rCu0UmjWtOpNMB2B8gtC-UaKmrL4DvMHOIhHzV6TP81xTYYhfD0KwPxD2H-rup4fHL0YB1XpjfBhky_bgrvD/s1600/DSC_0198.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGC5Ey0ttaathqt2n52F4kPo3zkb65UnWV6ET3IyIoELBi0KSBgSb3wr06rCu0UmjWtOpNMB2B8gtC-UaKmrL4DvMHOIhHzV6TP81xTYYhfD0KwPxD2H-rup4fHL0YB1XpjfBhky_bgrvD/s800/DSC_0198.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665367835964529378" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://s1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/?action=view&current=MorrisSignature.png" target="_blank"><img src="http://i1007.photobucket.com/albums/af199/jhenstark/MorrisSignature.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3