tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582314729379529302024-02-07T05:44:43.034-06:00Life with the Thurman GirlsAshleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.comBlogger44125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-74526943248528552192009-06-03T23:04:00.002-05:002009-06-03T23:10:33.611-05:00PaigePaige asleep in her crib tonight.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjnw0lgpQq4S4-zO2mf782pNY-c2S_MrAv8ECRdAakTh5aWp3MBXqAK1pKo3Po5DXZWqwSefbBgb_urokEPC9D3PrLykFM0fIIwFdsfbQt0uz88Xb_q7xStgVWIdd1_pz7gHSDRr8s0Ao/s1600-h/may+fun+089.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343319196402484498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjnw0lgpQq4S4-zO2mf782pNY-c2S_MrAv8ECRdAakTh5aWp3MBXqAK1pKo3Po5DXZWqwSefbBgb_urokEPC9D3PrLykFM0fIIwFdsfbQt0uz88Xb_q7xStgVWIdd1_pz7gHSDRr8s0Ao/s320/may+fun+089.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Working on her sippy cup. Check out those baby blues.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBP3cJh2gbBL8zYaZj5shBKeb6vI5CKLNvwqKy-ZtXGLb4Yb2w_0BlEsPXlcBsTx9CXfnLV_C3Lb3h9zpRcHOVb0wlwbZgUidlCo0MevrzD_ak5X9uTP7MWcFfM-Gqc13i77lcpQnhjsU/s1600-h/may+fun+063.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343319192664486450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBP3cJh2gbBL8zYaZj5shBKeb6vI5CKLNvwqKy-ZtXGLb4Yb2w_0BlEsPXlcBsTx9CXfnLV_C3Lb3h9zpRcHOVb0wlwbZgUidlCo0MevrzD_ak5X9uTP7MWcFfM-Gqc13i77lcpQnhjsU/s320/may+fun+063.jpg" border="0" /></a> First time in the pool. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB2UT3IPCCJCjgBmppm6BB6bRXbfbwBUTI-uhuLhiRWoV79qPQAimzOau8ukfjN5ziJ7NZ5LnnzBbvVINREC9a6GRD8_C9xvC0sfCrT82mgzLlDgAogg-AMWuaXxWi8IVdZSONt_1Iaas/s1600-h/may+fun+060.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343319186599284866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB2UT3IPCCJCjgBmppm6BB6bRXbfbwBUTI-uhuLhiRWoV79qPQAimzOau8ukfjN5ziJ7NZ5LnnzBbvVINREC9a6GRD8_C9xvC0sfCrT82mgzLlDgAogg-AMWuaXxWi8IVdZSONt_1Iaas/s320/may+fun+060.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Hanging out with Aunt Ju Ju<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifsL_TesZy218su7YxTVqP4K1Q1MXPMrSRTK25UYfE8VJgyjQBBFldy1MfE5FPRNYj8BuU7ZtuxthpN7WE9UY77Ht-WD9rvP5vsZ98Dy1qolexZzS8G5Cd0BwvMgt868mfX6PmFmbTzBY/s1600-h/may+fun+054.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343319183691182290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifsL_TesZy218su7YxTVqP4K1Q1MXPMrSRTK25UYfE8VJgyjQBBFldy1MfE5FPRNYj8BuU7ZtuxthpN7WE9UY77Ht-WD9rvP5vsZ98Dy1qolexZzS8G5Cd0BwvMgt868mfX6PmFmbTzBY/s320/may+fun+054.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Adorable. Are those tears one your sweet face? <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmDJFzeZUkI2PHVqWER91kjrDuQVTRe9p1tkTx2CDiwS9-t6QCMnMbW5KDU4zNWx_sVOLtYvAypoocK05ph-bSUbz3S7I9sYQy9reJUGyfQRQas474oKZusyPDDBwoojFBwAYaT5L_83w/s1600-h/may+fun+046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343319177164742130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmDJFzeZUkI2PHVqWER91kjrDuQVTRe9p1tkTx2CDiwS9-t6QCMnMbW5KDU4zNWx_sVOLtYvAypoocK05ph-bSUbz3S7I9sYQy9reJUGyfQRQas474oKZusyPDDBwoojFBwAYaT5L_83w/s320/may+fun+046.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-58428669538539160962009-06-03T23:00:00.004-05:002009-06-03T23:04:45.792-05:00MIAThe Sand box. . . otherwise known as Crabby. .Mia's favorite place to be right now. <br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6W0XT6AzIISUkEaPgRwaAlWx-tzvyeY19DAX6s5viz0Hy29nOBFGWY4ulLu5kDo8IF118YmefOStZ4jBV7-R7eMVZd-AUmHxeK9bwR_n0G62AvIb2r7WVcp3uxXrIDZ5whYNi97h1zO8/s1600-h/may+fun+071.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343318153236315762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6W0XT6AzIISUkEaPgRwaAlWx-tzvyeY19DAX6s5viz0Hy29nOBFGWY4ulLu5kDo8IF118YmefOStZ4jBV7-R7eMVZd-AUmHxeK9bwR_n0G62AvIb2r7WVcp3uxXrIDZ5whYNi97h1zO8/s320/may+fun+071.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxbpP2MEC_MIeNeMacof1K8z_pXImujb8g0zNNaAjzZGlLsbfjGhikPI6OzNI4fZnHbzcWfBuGWwNdONcyb9bfSDHQxuLE1jPR-KXZa-YLR1XY2_t8Xo7oZuswav_GazjBq_RAaDz6_Pw/s1600-h/may+fun+072.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343318137125641154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxbpP2MEC_MIeNeMacof1K8z_pXImujb8g0zNNaAjzZGlLsbfjGhikPI6OzNI4fZnHbzcWfBuGWwNdONcyb9bfSDHQxuLE1jPR-KXZa-YLR1XY2_t8Xo7oZuswav_GazjBq_RAaDz6_Pw/s320/may+fun+072.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Staging her wedding to Cade outside in the driveway. </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2ZE3xWy2-1ovxlN1TXY6VhObBim503qnVWWXARv1TENzDmOf4KjKJQ_cVnEEKwUkp0aCYsc6hKtpTpzUJczyV2qUI_YYyRNwlbRS-Ee0F2UCKj89x9ngdFmGU51AUKULAidxBxBkUQrE/s1600-h/may+fun+034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343318133037453954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2ZE3xWy2-1ovxlN1TXY6VhObBim503qnVWWXARv1TENzDmOf4KjKJQ_cVnEEKwUkp0aCYsc6hKtpTpzUJczyV2qUI_YYyRNwlbRS-Ee0F2UCKj89x9ngdFmGU51AUKULAidxBxBkUQrE/s320/may+fun+034.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGOAYFB4S-r9oze2KgPWS1VMrc0d2WBwoUUapQavINjVjrdgh4f8yOR_JZHKqVgEGuwssAGN7lKIuzVP6AQZvVFiz8_PPNJUH4w7ZNwY5KU5P-qbwsauqxXYGz1tmLmdHEE445KhGxVww/s1600-h/may+fun+032.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343318133451551106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGOAYFB4S-r9oze2KgPWS1VMrc0d2WBwoUUapQavINjVjrdgh4f8yOR_JZHKqVgEGuwssAGN7lKIuzVP6AQZvVFiz8_PPNJUH4w7ZNwY5KU5P-qbwsauqxXYGz1tmLmdHEE445KhGxVww/s320/may+fun+032.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzGc4QDNdKBM94j1nwbCdCXgtu0CXMfcqLHd2Odn53vZkgc0eJKHliz2bV7tm6t8BYN942VuKjq8zvTbc5Ua3PO93URn9ufTSyQZuZWaAkDOPOcEfwjaueKcfBT2bntq7bdnOgb7uSq_E/s1600-h/may+fun+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343318129460737826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzGc4QDNdKBM94j1nwbCdCXgtu0CXMfcqLHd2Odn53vZkgc0eJKHliz2bV7tm6t8BYN942VuKjq8zvTbc5Ua3PO93URn9ufTSyQZuZWaAkDOPOcEfwjaueKcfBT2bntq7bdnOgb7uSq_E/s320/may+fun+016.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-56804874656749725312009-06-03T22:54:00.003-05:002009-06-03T23:00:06.403-05:00AbbyAbby six years old!!!! What a precious kid!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioYcKjQVpy2lgNkOD8IrJk4mY9GU1TLTlo8hw84TKdbR2dcJ2RZpmVIDYaPZvDHIR1eIRK3LI5ThvwdGmvbPGlJaLJ1rAFn1pPFPXxbcSy1LoZkQiVc0jtfSVBDWxxnfV1L4YvUSQb5i0/s1600-h/may+fun+042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343316510196632066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioYcKjQVpy2lgNkOD8IrJk4mY9GU1TLTlo8hw84TKdbR2dcJ2RZpmVIDYaPZvDHIR1eIRK3LI5ThvwdGmvbPGlJaLJ1rAFn1pPFPXxbcSy1LoZkQiVc0jtfSVBDWxxnfV1L4YvUSQb5i0/s320/may+fun+042.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Playing outside. . .my three girls!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL_YvJRFV5c7ikYxivsvO5FKPooYLGQP0_3ZDhHsb6m9y_kW9_AvofGvBD0IoW9SZjTFwp9Krcc3pxf0lXtMNxbnvCOST3XadTeqzCBemALJiqN-Bx7yRmFsN_O9Nznjf7BywZSPO7jvo/s1600-h/may+fun+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343316509870627378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL_YvJRFV5c7ikYxivsvO5FKPooYLGQP0_3ZDhHsb6m9y_kW9_AvofGvBD0IoW9SZjTFwp9Krcc3pxf0lXtMNxbnvCOST3XadTeqzCBemALJiqN-Bx7yRmFsN_O9Nznjf7BywZSPO7jvo/s320/may+fun+013.jpg" border="0" /></a>Abby's speaking debut at school. . . <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl6uperxR3aXIVbycfLw_jxavnNkP9903fRmNTe_-cyVA4NhzRcMxhMFZduH-4laJDzBoarxPFVcIzYEdAXtGybVZWoAld_Sad75WcB3QBSfCykluurBk1YrFgKLjX1sW4MiQbTBSTueA/s1600-h/may+fun+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343316506656129954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl6uperxR3aXIVbycfLw_jxavnNkP9903fRmNTe_-cyVA4NhzRcMxhMFZduH-4laJDzBoarxPFVcIzYEdAXtGybVZWoAld_Sad75WcB3QBSfCykluurBk1YrFgKLjX1sW4MiQbTBSTueA/s320/may+fun+008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Up on the big screen<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEievC4MeGPRXXeA0JPz70jyt53Cy2LFIC_HFxL6pX6f1OpWkMWmKnvHjOZec-zjyYOV9AncPzXLtg-cdeGOHGaEHclZ1jKH4asXgB8MFDeXNFnawl5R6qbRHmPCwQQukzXpl5yYJC8O11Q/s1600-h/may+fun+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343316498449522578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEievC4MeGPRXXeA0JPz70jyt53Cy2LFIC_HFxL6pX6f1OpWkMWmKnvHjOZec-zjyYOV9AncPzXLtg-cdeGOHGaEHclZ1jKH4asXgB8MFDeXNFnawl5R6qbRHmPCwQQukzXpl5yYJC8O11Q/s320/may+fun+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinuiMD5fftM9y8yVYjRRFr3tYJCddbBFlb_AtT-byWo1uV7PzOBGwpIRiqnUhflBhoHKgux75KSDv5Ehm_Drnk2AFtcjITE0_xINjIOnf-sM9jh5hX-SiT-FuOVvTWj8-eHVOApKHLsp8/s1600-h/may+fun+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343316494194436130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinuiMD5fftM9y8yVYjRRFr3tYJCddbBFlb_AtT-byWo1uV7PzOBGwpIRiqnUhflBhoHKgux75KSDv5Ehm_Drnk2AFtcjITE0_xINjIOnf-sM9jh5hX-SiT-FuOVvTWj8-eHVOApKHLsp8/s320/may+fun+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-13838854428424327482009-06-03T22:05:00.003-05:002009-06-03T22:54:20.273-05:00Catch UpI am amazed at how quickly this year has gone by. The girls are growing up so quickly. Abby is just two weeks from being a first grader. Mia is about to turn four this week and Paige is crawling. It is so busy with these three girls that I have hardly recorded any of the fun, crazy, and sweet things that they do.<br />Abby has lost nine teeth this year. . . .you heard . me. nine. Five of them were pulled by the dentist because they were decalcified. She was put to sleep for the first time. . . I have to tell you that it was really hard to walk out of that room with her knocked out. She did awesome though and we were so proud of her. Her last one she refused to let Greg pull and she swallowed it at school. . .gross. She has learned so much at school this year. . . She is reading. I love to hear her read to me, her sisters or her make believe class. She loves math and is very good at it. I could not be more proud of how she has excelled in school and how she has enjoyed it. In May her class was in charge of the Friday morning "Rise and Shine" program for school. Their theme was Mothers Day and Abby's job was to talk about a picture she drew of me and her. When she got the mike, she looked right at the audience and spoke loudly and clearly about her picture. There are no words to describe how proud of her we were. Her favorite thing to do right now is playing school. She serioulsy comes home from school and heads to her room and plays school. I love to hear her in there teaching her class, reading to them and discipling them. I get so tickled thinking that she is modeling her teachers behavior. What a blessing she is to us. We have gotten a taste of the ups and downs of girls and their friends and feelings and emotions. . . wont highschool be fun. I spend lots of time praying that I will have the right words to guide her through these times, these clashes of personalities so that she will be able to stand up for herself, to have kind words and compassion for others but to also not care what others think about her. Sometimes it is so overwhelming to think about the task of raising girls these days. Anyway, enough about that. . . .<br /><br />Mia has kept us in stitches all year. Seriously, she is about the funniest kid I have ever been around. It is hard to punish her for some of her stunts because they are so funny. I am scared about what the future holds for this little one. We caught her lieing to us about eating easter candy after we told her not too. There were candy wrappers all over the bathroom as well as a stash of candy behind the potty. She hid that candy so that she could go back to it. Oh my. The other day she did not like what Greg told her so she stomped his foot. She is stubborn and very strong willed. Finding the right way to discipline her has been a huge challenge. Yet her little personality is so charming. She loves hanging out with her sister and just being a part of things. She loves to play with her boy friends. . . she mostly has boy friends very few girl friends. She likes to talk about how she is going to marry her friend Cade and they are going to live in NY. She is very adamant abou this. Good thing we like Cade's parents. . . :) She gets upset when she sees Greg and I kissing and tells us that those are her kisses. I love it when she looks at me or Greg and tells us we need some Mia time. She has definitely made her place in this family known. She turns four this week. One more year until kindergarten. . . Where did the time go.<br /><br />Paige is changing daily. She has three teeth and has at least three more coming in. This weekend she started to crawl. Oh my goodness, that has happened so quickly. The house is not at all ready for a ten month old that wants to get everywhere and put everything in her mouth. She is so precious. She loves to play patty cake, clap for herself, eat cheerios and yogurt bites, smile at me and pull my hair, laugh at her sisters and watch her daddy walk in from work. When I go in to her room in the morning she always smiles at me and then gives me a squeeze when I pick her up. We got her a pink swing for the swing set and she loves to be in it. It puts her to sleep almost every time. Honestly, she is such a delightful baby. We are teaching her to wave goodbye and to give us five. She is saying dada, but not mama. Bless her heart she has struggled on and off since this Thanksgiving with respiratory problems brought on by colds. We are back there again but this time it has turned into pneumonia. We are so tired of this and hoping that this new round of medicine will help get this under control. Sadly she is just following in the footsteps of her older sister.<br /><br />Girls, I am definitely not a perfect mom. . .far from it in fact. But I love you. I wont always do everything right, I wont always have the cleanest house or have the laundry put up, But I will always love you. I wont always react the way I should or have the right words to explain the world to you. . . But I will always love you. I wouldnt give up this last crazy year with you and I look forward to even more adventures with my Thurman Girls.Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-15198670638110020232009-04-30T21:37:00.002-05:002009-04-30T22:01:06.999-05:009 months oldI am back for the moment! <br /><br />Paige is nine months old today. How crazy is that. The last time I posted she was 12 weeks old. How fast the time has flown by! Paige is sitting up and reaching for everything. She hates being on her stomach, I mean hates it. Most likely this is why she is not crawling. She is reaching for everything and trying to scoot to what she cant reach. She would much rather stand than sit. She LOVES to pull my hair. She loves her food groups and cant get enough of the sweet potato puffs. She has her two bottom teeth. Every morning when we go in to get her she is smiling. I mean really every morning. She starts to kick her legs and reaches for us. She is saying dada and mama some. She laughs at her sisters when they are being silly, it is my most favorite sound. We have definitely hit the more difficult phase of the first year. She is not happy hanging out in her bouncy or on the floor while I try and get things done around the house or play with the other girls. She wants to have me around all the time. She spends a lot of time on my hip walking around the house or playing with the girls. We got her a swing for the swingset, she loves being in it. When we push her, her little feet move around feeling the breeze on them. She is such a joy to us and her sisters. I genuinely cannot believe that we are three months from her first birthday. Where did the time go. <br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAnNMcmlpjUGN2kfTqR_a0rqtTQT38DuLGq0RPjPkIZEy6gHmlMRX_LKKzJnK3SE5vFi2tsqbw75erAMnsmWYdjRUeJn2Mo1YOXVMLqB6to2tF3OSb_3cvfFerE_OhyTF2ZA4rpmSdUi4/s1600-h/08-spring09+638.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330680819447104338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAnNMcmlpjUGN2kfTqR_a0rqtTQT38DuLGq0RPjPkIZEy6gHmlMRX_LKKzJnK3SE5vFi2tsqbw75erAMnsmWYdjRUeJn2Mo1YOXVMLqB6to2tF3OSb_3cvfFerE_OhyTF2ZA4rpmSdUi4/s320/08-spring09+638.jpg" border="0" /></a>Abby, Mia and Paige on the swings <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1ee7Jkx4kQhs7-3jvkiA6P8NU86sC8OWx7CsMh7a481jWF1zN167u-vkU7BMKaEJpnugksynpoUK4dKwhUimFqE-uqB2GHLvPoc8XMjwOznO3fIm65hu_RzSuTAPYpGYE5HqiOOZ1H7k/s1600-h/08-spring09+516.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330680813865616834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1ee7Jkx4kQhs7-3jvkiA6P8NU86sC8OWx7CsMh7a481jWF1zN167u-vkU7BMKaEJpnugksynpoUK4dKwhUimFqE-uqB2GHLvPoc8XMjwOznO3fIm65hu_RzSuTAPYpGYE5HqiOOZ1H7k/s320/08-spring09+516.jpg" border="0" /></a> Daddy and Paige at the Tulsa zoo.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcFzZMJn2looLavLKwLrixMAp_EU6Pksh91wU6Py2thMbei91tFWb53pIV43LettAdARg7npCd3znPEpmSa5rCJwVPFWbuWdE4pDZ0DF1M-jugeclbVqMIxLZWShJxpoHDWVnlaWmdWKM/s1600-h/Paige+9+mths+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330680813561339458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcFzZMJn2looLavLKwLrixMAp_EU6Pksh91wU6Py2thMbei91tFWb53pIV43LettAdARg7npCd3znPEpmSa5rCJwVPFWbuWdE4pDZ0DF1M-jugeclbVqMIxLZWShJxpoHDWVnlaWmdWKM/s320/Paige+9+mths+012.jpg" border="0" /></a> Nine months old and eating cheerios<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnbM6IrNdFjNYh4h4QaV85yvPki5KyzpZl8Dv53wnfcWSQNtxjjaq9lc04P3ycwD4N-ivAgDIuP5S27zC7yEjzXfkxqgFfUreDR04Fmyvr4XSkGDmWWHIVL6G8rK9JF5LjUEIrf34LnDY/s1600-h/Paige+9+mths+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330680808184455538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnbM6IrNdFjNYh4h4QaV85yvPki5KyzpZl8Dv53wnfcWSQNtxjjaq9lc04P3ycwD4N-ivAgDIuP5S27zC7yEjzXfkxqgFfUreDR04Fmyvr4XSkGDmWWHIVL6G8rK9JF5LjUEIrf34LnDY/s320/Paige+9+mths+008.jpg" border="0" /></a>Seriously, could she be any cuter!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-49483260070215734022008-10-25T00:41:00.000-05:002008-10-25T00:59:11.274-05:0012 Weeks oldPaige<br />You are 12 weeks old. I cannot beleive how quickly the time has flown by. You are such a good baby. You are sleeping through the night (YIPPPPEEE) and taking ok naps during the day. Bless your little heart, you spend a lot of time in the car seat, going from here to there and everywhere in between. You love the swing and being held by mom. You infuriate your father as he cant seem to figure out how to keep you calm. Dont worry, he will ge the hang of it. You have such a precious smile. Abby loves to help take care of you and Mia loves to play with you. <br />You are growing so fast. You have been to Silver Dollar City with all the cousins. Now that was a good trip. You love to be held by anyone, just as long as they dont put you down. You hate being put on your stomach and love walking around and looking at the world. We love you.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvelLFUZZs4eV124mesozJIJZfxkkghjgtAl9NHxR-DsRg7yC2zta4I2I31sk9WkK_YnhiX8yPC6B4TOXfE_CdVzppidHBCNFI-rNXW-cnt-aQb3gVf3MuyZrEOXXkS4q9lJjHTB-GHV8/s1600-h/P8180004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260964591316930338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvelLFUZZs4eV124mesozJIJZfxkkghjgtAl9NHxR-DsRg7yC2zta4I2I31sk9WkK_YnhiX8yPC6B4TOXfE_CdVzppidHBCNFI-rNXW-cnt-aQb3gVf3MuyZrEOXXkS4q9lJjHTB-GHV8/s320/P8180004.JPG" border="0" /></a> Little Sisters Rock!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsXHRSwtfC_ic1ss_I3f9GAYPYTcw82fc7LkB1j4pIRvw0QbqQL0dFYwlu3Ax5Wz_Qxe3VqUXqEjNp3uv5KJ8rRW-sZ4ZiKhG83uL_U1ynRxn_vgrLmJg5cncuIqyMScm_YoSZqS4VGYw/s1600-h/P8190013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260964588369684018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsXHRSwtfC_ic1ss_I3f9GAYPYTcw82fc7LkB1j4pIRvw0QbqQL0dFYwlu3Ax5Wz_Qxe3VqUXqEjNp3uv5KJ8rRW-sZ4ZiKhG83uL_U1ynRxn_vgrLmJg5cncuIqyMScm_YoSZqS4VGYw/s320/P8190013.JPG" border="0" /></a> Honey and Paige<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAECfjo26Y02wX_1YfM5eFroQStZ2VC3ONKdtGV4ovbGtwSaW3HhEoNFZPRTlZB0-WgOoloLYvVcJpGlVaUKcMR8OV7LpOXUXp6WMt35HOxP2Kn5MxnLDMpm8ZlSj3JSzKgCqAb-tXMEs/s1600-h/P8230028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260964586677195074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAECfjo26Y02wX_1YfM5eFroQStZ2VC3ONKdtGV4ovbGtwSaW3HhEoNFZPRTlZB0-WgOoloLYvVcJpGlVaUKcMR8OV7LpOXUXp6WMt35HOxP2Kn5MxnLDMpm8ZlSj3JSzKgCqAb-tXMEs/s320/P8230028.JPG" border="0" /></a> Hanging in the car seat at Olive Garden<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivXiRm5oeSvu3F57ikzVfZkKzd3r4TrbWCN9U0scuejVeNR3NE5yiNnavRZ9rcn23nkd9zSisrXMd-coTiAeF3Pk0Ut3CPypNZSLffGh1KfbC68vidACVA16_26Jx1vGpchr56-BkiP_Q/s1600-h/P8250033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260964227864906818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivXiRm5oeSvu3F57ikzVfZkKzd3r4TrbWCN9U0scuejVeNR3NE5yiNnavRZ9rcn23nkd9zSisrXMd-coTiAeF3Pk0Ut3CPypNZSLffGh1KfbC68vidACVA16_26Jx1vGpchr56-BkiP_Q/s320/P8250033.JPG" border="0" /></a> Silver Dollar City<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6zCQkGP_j7L79Um98CLeCNgw7hQheUZ-vvrBWkyMWGkvylS4a6UWg92QNcaRDwErgaZ2VL2Y2SK6a7gNATzRxk5PuOehOYkd_79iOjZcymbUs_kipAvxtY1VH-Y4gjEkOAXWsIm94r7w/s1600-h/P8250035.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260964224929799234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6zCQkGP_j7L79Um98CLeCNgw7hQheUZ-vvrBWkyMWGkvylS4a6UWg92QNcaRDwErgaZ2VL2Y2SK6a7gNATzRxk5PuOehOYkd_79iOjZcymbUs_kipAvxtY1VH-Y4gjEkOAXWsIm94r7w/s320/P8250035.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Just Chillin<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxodDkXYcwLF6s31wfejHneW7pHDF5XQo74PHI6wz5w6yFTNop3BQ-lhaZnEnh5cLWi3PM47-TP9rnWszFSlO6O-3xzTlsJ76Q19QY_8UeWS9hnL_fprRaNRMOIxc3lI-3Ads-pEv3HPk/s1600-h/P8260041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260964219543193106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxodDkXYcwLF6s31wfejHneW7pHDF5XQo74PHI6wz5w6yFTNop3BQ-lhaZnEnh5cLWi3PM47-TP9rnWszFSlO6O-3xzTlsJ76Q19QY_8UeWS9hnL_fprRaNRMOIxc3lI-3Ads-pEv3HPk/s320/P8260041.JPG" border="0" /></a> Grandma and Paige<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Zl0VwTtwNSi1da3zdXXV9Yw9G_74ZKcfTB_Y6m_45k-odsuHC_yfTZNYvAW1q9lqNGKQXeHNlU-lvHUtRVvPROyEfc-Gq_H9GTfN1HEYXi6tet9-Vw7WRF1ZjbCo_lOXjw4zAVvq_XY/s1600-h/P8280085.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260964209898513250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Zl0VwTtwNSi1da3zdXXV9Yw9G_74ZKcfTB_Y6m_45k-odsuHC_yfTZNYvAW1q9lqNGKQXeHNlU-lvHUtRVvPROyEfc-Gq_H9GTfN1HEYXi6tet9-Vw7WRF1ZjbCo_lOXjw4zAVvq_XY/s320/P8280085.JPG" border="0" /></a> You are adorable. Is that a red tint to your hair I see? We could only be so lucky.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaePPzNY0qo4pKHaRicxBpJyT89IXmYkuAComB24F4IcVEb8b-CcLjtju8IOapnX0mUuWOxISLdwRDDbKnJCmHnb-lIB4seYofC5dm_Qgv990NksMBDcO_ghlktncnqZlAa9ZSQjwX49g/s1600-h/P8280093.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260964207929789090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaePPzNY0qo4pKHaRicxBpJyT89IXmYkuAComB24F4IcVEb8b-CcLjtju8IOapnX0mUuWOxISLdwRDDbKnJCmHnb-lIB4seYofC5dm_Qgv990NksMBDcO_ghlktncnqZlAa9ZSQjwX49g/s320/P8280093.JPG" border="0" /></a> Paige and Mia<br /><br /><br /><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-66069762404926635682008-10-25T00:17:00.000-05:002008-10-25T00:40:04.859-05:00AdjustingThe rest of August was spent adjusting to everything new. A new baby, a new school, oh and a newly potty trained three year old. . why not. We are up everyday now and at least Abby is dressed by seven. Greg takes her to school most days. He loves it. I take her some days but almost always in my pjs. I just cant seem to do better than that yet. :) Paige is doing great. She is still in that sleep all the time mode and I am reminded by everyone that I talk with about it that I will miss these days. . . .they were right. <br /> Mia is missing her sister something awful. It just didn't dawn on me that Mia would be so affected by Abby going to kindergarten. But she has lost her playmate and that makes her sad. However, she does like playing big sister to Paige. . . if only I could just get her to stop touching her all the time. Did I mention we are adjusting. :) <br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHgvsDsPydYYFdVD5BBZBvvs5yUkz30w0U_W8OH9NW72z8OTRUJtCLaEyLlDMKnp-fYDUjuh46fzWn7tjyHtIF6FNxaI2dU2k67HFDTF_MGhfotcqYi3AWbv7LTaNrXpy4Jiw_uYmaN6c/s1600-h/P8060115.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260958695188285538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHgvsDsPydYYFdVD5BBZBvvs5yUkz30w0U_W8OH9NW72z8OTRUJtCLaEyLlDMKnp-fYDUjuh46fzWn7tjyHtIF6FNxaI2dU2k67HFDTF_MGhfotcqYi3AWbv7LTaNrXpy4Jiw_uYmaN6c/s320/P8060115.JPG" border="0" /></a> My Girls!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhan_nMopO3YNQ97f2xnzWEhzsn1rk1kYccjnBxGSo2XMYidOQqzAwfm-k1Nd_3zAfcGIogDxDjY-TCb2l_SeiUxtbtw8DcxnZ02l1yGj7HyERYSK7yczgRcPGUtNQpp8l3v-CcvlWDGE4/s1600-h/P8070118.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260958691177870898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhan_nMopO3YNQ97f2xnzWEhzsn1rk1kYccjnBxGSo2XMYidOQqzAwfm-k1Nd_3zAfcGIogDxDjY-TCb2l_SeiUxtbtw8DcxnZ02l1yGj7HyERYSK7yczgRcPGUtNQpp8l3v-CcvlWDGE4/s320/P8070118.JPG" border="0" /></a> My crazy family.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmma6xjoK-A970lv2SGPojxmrGfcfioWAkusQdTrpVkZLw3GtXo7w2rawN2ks17YWno7YWvMLcKxDHqP4dWF_2RNIveNGg5qdrqwKJBjggSQaOfxzSsfhn2bar68gnKT7ZseuoiGTri6Y/s1600-h/P8080119.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260958324127546242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmma6xjoK-A970lv2SGPojxmrGfcfioWAkusQdTrpVkZLw3GtXo7w2rawN2ks17YWno7YWvMLcKxDHqP4dWF_2RNIveNGg5qdrqwKJBjggSQaOfxzSsfhn2bar68gnKT7ZseuoiGTri6Y/s320/P8080119.JPG" border="0" /></a> Mia and Paige resting together. . . PRECIOUS.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtOomddigiUS-FETHFe6WUAu5EhSIznfmseINE2WbUHrcXB08YaI5QSv6c8blHDORNuxJqv6y8d-oRECuFKU0RATIbkEW11xMqbRuhQYm6PNk2ac4fKmzIIHU-xnoPyAormu9UVz_48ZA/s1600-h/P8100125.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260958317038190722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtOomddigiUS-FETHFe6WUAu5EhSIznfmseINE2WbUHrcXB08YaI5QSv6c8blHDORNuxJqv6y8d-oRECuFKU0RATIbkEW11xMqbRuhQYm6PNk2ac4fKmzIIHU-xnoPyAormu9UVz_48ZA/s320/P8100125.JPG" border="0" /></a> First Bath. . she loves them when she gets them. <br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilB8nydS6s5Un54aR_P2_9FLbd4tdB2meMdvrv2pBN6IALofZAec455LrSrWEY__PqNKx1fTg3-RXJn9iXOe2ES6QlM9RJ391tT0gNwe43AT5e3N5aR3jWFIjAgerytYxtEgX4eM5GDbk/s1600-h/P8110127.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260958315054952354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilB8nydS6s5Un54aR_P2_9FLbd4tdB2meMdvrv2pBN6IALofZAec455LrSrWEY__PqNKx1fTg3-RXJn9iXOe2ES6QlM9RJ391tT0gNwe43AT5e3N5aR3jWFIjAgerytYxtEgX4eM5GDbk/s320/P8110127.JPG" border="0" /></a> All clean.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilU6GcAYtRtQh2lZki7RkbM4Pnzl-yU22Tjss-PL3ioCx-bUiZ4n1Yr-OJKMBJVHcjJdJF5dRzhD8svSSUC8s-BFU2QhojoJrZknElAzQO51K25WU2gvO47n8WkMPqawapqVorUnsltbU/s1600-h/P8120130.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260958309641594242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilU6GcAYtRtQh2lZki7RkbM4Pnzl-yU22Tjss-PL3ioCx-bUiZ4n1Yr-OJKMBJVHcjJdJF5dRzhD8svSSUC8s-BFU2QhojoJrZknElAzQO51K25WU2gvO47n8WkMPqawapqVorUnsltbU/s320/P8120130.JPG" border="0" /></a> Hanging out in Mia's bed. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh2BNsnXsANz02DMT6hih_poaMpHmgq40S8ylRzCENgA6mfaVvW7cv7rEtqGM3ZadEsv95KAwKYXL9_BewJSziOSFDKp-ozIi77b6WsONfow4aeCOB7fOkgPLgm5yUxEOZDhHB8SLZ27s/s1600-h/P8120131.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260958306758652226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh2BNsnXsANz02DMT6hih_poaMpHmgq40S8ylRzCENgA6mfaVvW7cv7rEtqGM3ZadEsv95KAwKYXL9_BewJSziOSFDKp-ozIi77b6WsONfow4aeCOB7fOkgPLgm5yUxEOZDhHB8SLZ27s/s320/P8120131.JPG" border="0" /></a> JOY.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPDwIUVXgkEZMih8fYfvS3VXh3ZiQkA1j-fomn_uyyNkBHFKRgQ5JDxncsqUO66eFOiHh2Q0J4IShx97KnbRmo3-7mhFIYXof80QLZhD448B8iGkCpHkWbkmNTYaux1csHEK8DwxyHl1Y/s1600-h/P8140140.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260957457248241730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPDwIUVXgkEZMih8fYfvS3VXh3ZiQkA1j-fomn_uyyNkBHFKRgQ5JDxncsqUO66eFOiHh2Q0J4IShx97KnbRmo3-7mhFIYXof80QLZhD448B8iGkCpHkWbkmNTYaux1csHEK8DwxyHl1Y/s320/P8140140.JPG" border="0" /></a> Nothing like a good summer rain to play in.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE1adEGDNLygbqHNAEuoedz7440zHof7xJ2oikLLcgTYNdYWSQ4cAO8YRSQLNtO_eZ32O6iBCngxEGALU0ymGCwZHOKBe6QFe1PtXkxjssalvYT8c1rtmk75fl7-HykPxMBGObgctShaY/s1600-h/P8140142.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260957455174152962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE1adEGDNLygbqHNAEuoedz7440zHof7xJ2oikLLcgTYNdYWSQ4cAO8YRSQLNtO_eZ32O6iBCngxEGALU0ymGCwZHOKBe6QFe1PtXkxjssalvYT8c1rtmk75fl7-HykPxMBGObgctShaY/s320/P8140142.JPG" border="0" /></a> Paige hanging out in the bouncy seat. <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMSCEJsttQVJAJd9Z_Vlbuhhm3ms38VUWY5v4pCLU0YqDyMsti4piBUDlEhgNWA6ZOzqCHi5kp0HxT41FQqJMIK0-qsu5Ca-cejwld-pNa1fbq8WAKWIq0RSVFquUvprq3jqCLIEsLe2M/s1600-h/P8140144.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260957449653277218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMSCEJsttQVJAJd9Z_Vlbuhhm3ms38VUWY5v4pCLU0YqDyMsti4piBUDlEhgNWA6ZOzqCHi5kp0HxT41FQqJMIK0-qsu5Ca-cejwld-pNa1fbq8WAKWIq0RSVFquUvprq3jqCLIEsLe2M/s320/P8140144.JPG" border="0" /></a> Absolutley beautiful.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU7iTPsEiXvUYN1VQIm7P7U6zLJGxxFGZkNa-AXy7v8FUFMXxLtWYWvgkZ4xpBpNKxfIXkn18VDeMy0GorQ1mytsSEadEMRYbjS9xHe9jDImuYvUyGcqESLN_3rWax3kHC7yXatq36wJ4/s1600-h/P8150151.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260957442701751474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU7iTPsEiXvUYN1VQIm7P7U6zLJGxxFGZkNa-AXy7v8FUFMXxLtWYWvgkZ4xpBpNKxfIXkn18VDeMy0GorQ1mytsSEadEMRYbjS9xHe9jDImuYvUyGcqESLN_3rWax3kHC7yXatq36wJ4/s320/P8150151.JPG" border="0" /></a> Big sister, little sister time.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFXqpu9A1AJET7aiQOfRGQ0aVaZC3IoWuL9_iFnZ450pM82Y2_sNzLX6KVFSJMJVahPxbD2KAjvrUsWc7O3a4skfos1ilYLC-sEGNlvEYESlVLxuRozic04nnX5COVXag3uvcXFToIQAY/s1600-h/P8060113.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260957434370133490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFXqpu9A1AJET7aiQOfRGQ0aVaZC3IoWuL9_iFnZ450pM82Y2_sNzLX6KVFSJMJVahPxbD2KAjvrUsWc7O3a4skfos1ilYLC-sEGNlvEYESlVLxuRozic04nnX5COVXag3uvcXFToIQAY/s320/P8060113.JPG" border="0" /></a>Mia, why were we ever worried about you becoming the middle child. You are destined to entertain us all. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-28674166203537767562008-10-24T23:55:00.001-05:002008-10-25T00:17:46.054-05:00KINDERGARTEN<div>Abby started kindergarten at Happy Hollow on August 6, 2008. It seems like yesterday that she was born. We have been so busy with Paige that this has come tooo fast. You are ready though. We have the back pack, the clothes, and the school supplies. But more than anything you are ready for the challenge, the new friends, the learning and the fun. Abby, you are going to do awesome in school. You will love it and will excel in it. You will have fun and make friends that you will have wonderful experiences with. We are so excited for you and for other people to get to know you and how precious you are. What a wonderful adventure you are starting. Thanks for letting mommy and daddy come along for the ride. <br /><div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260951421845422834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCH9HHfNJ99cvRCBjcN0toWzqtOS2JFd2xCMlp3GNAS9sffBrBHoPDmlVje6DEqXk2P0egtX7D_jmuAKtZJJJknC1tpPhKZNTFnYnixcVSbJmVp5D7xIctVOcLXfu4xiLs7LI2sUcWDj0/s320/P8050096.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>The night before. The backpack is stocked with school supplies and the lunch is ready to be packed. ANTICIPATION. . . </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260951424996792018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5lIrl_JXZLdaVwoTiDKuTrOb4bxqzr45M4mcF4rwUgDuvKEPZUv5wRIYvZa-O-LmJnbsvRfB2nGBv3P6X9-GRjkWsSGaFM0plsL-QqStNXl1m9kQYUrN8H1uTb_ZKOYpj1v5427qDnWs/s320/P8050099.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>Abby and her cousins hung up her clothes for the first day. I wonder how long that will last. . .</div><div>Abby is so excited. </div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260951429919465218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrq9pAPMIVZjop6821GM4flH8FMPxMnOZ3XQe4vNZWWKWj9d4y8riCLejR8c0OZ4_JM-lp6hNdvqb9YmZSz2UjHq0_vi-gQ4QtslGOnVh1oZpIOSyaB3_BJXTVHihXGgfw4U04IBwXetE/s320/P8050100.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>All dressed and ready to go. Could she be any cuter. </div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260951434655799970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyihGXDumZGRafywShdV1l4_JGTNYPualP0tjbaLK3091DaLcptKG31zy5N07WqAeuY_zS1LOW0z4PgB3wfy3SKlGSGPCN1CMGOUDiSfY_ztHAfOKoCIgaf9Fm73X49n08Ut7Zp2GB6VA/s320/P8050101.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>Mommy and Abby. . . I am not sure if I am ready to let her go. </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMaMrBtP1-m5NYWN1nVPvdb5rU9p2269PV4yshiItP7I5CW-CSKXmLGOFpPh7M7p4mqNuzsRbfaz_ztIT7uyTnPyM12o4c0ToMl9UqPLmRYWyJ2rkYl4mE3ivPnHvPL1g4o6PFMtAIpD8/s1600-h/P8050102.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260951438767940578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMaMrBtP1-m5NYWN1nVPvdb5rU9p2269PV4yshiItP7I5CW-CSKXmLGOFpPh7M7p4mqNuzsRbfaz_ztIT7uyTnPyM12o4c0ToMl9UqPLmRYWyJ2rkYl4mE3ivPnHvPL1g4o6PFMtAIpD8/s320/P8050102.JPG" border="0" /></a> In front of the school. . . She was so not wanting me to take her picture. <br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260952373919982418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxWqhNp_oIleecVL0C0fGCqn5953rc9JQzupjl7ob9SnkhiG63TpHWucRiXd4sjqZ8q3mFOBNj6yXhF8_NHUMg1P8zBlfe6POpzBojqqeC49w3rvSy4v7tlmE7bh8Fu06w5-dm17XDPzA/s320/P8050105.JPG" border="0" />Breakfast in the cafeteria. She wasnt going to eat until she saw all the other kids eating. We had to bum money off the McCredy's for her. Ok, so we werent as prepared as we thouht. HA.</div><div>Anna and Abby sitting at their table. <br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260952379183052034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVCOYmglF7cf8w2Dfqiz9jOS8zKQUAaeA7EicGAtJBO0MNU7BQZHMyAdkR_9PWFxke9jOPTEChYxtAetWVmypiV0KAQ8SoCFfg1rGn-EOlPl3QmKTY43fkzEugOYNlzkuFmVuJ4BYuyLI/s320/P8050107.JPG" border="0" />Mrs. Lopez is handing out their nametags. She is their teacher and is the best.<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260952380740074674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisHBiw8x4vmB5-07FaEBKLxChaM-pj0hRl-wnajy63wYamBUoD2_73z31A_fF1dXX8IZNIeTgPnlWHd5YMB-0_f84CqG3cSHyK48e1y0bw08M2uoWZrXZEAeiJPCCL_uRx2c-t88kGPQs/s320/P8050110.JPG" border="0" />Abby in a sea of kindergarteners.<br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260952388225928514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx3jSdsEsm1xv965Y2CY1Dv7uxxYwAP1LvKyuiv58ac2ctIjvKDO4FnWxhgAgNmMWLo4gL7M_3JdYAch4dM06V0y5wmqAr-JEUgXQ-sE_bSQdE_86KsbTITaX-21r9dU1XibNmJ9g7wOs/s320/P8060111.JPG" border="0" />A new webkinz to celebrate Abby's first day of kindergarten. I could not be any prouder of her. WAY TO GO ABBY!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-53615711071026921282008-10-24T23:40:00.001-05:002008-10-24T23:54:54.646-05:00HOME . . . Life with three beginsPaige is home and life with three begins. Thank goodness for Honey. She stayed for the first several nights and took the evening feedings. It was wonderful. Abby and Mia cannot get enough of Paige. They want to hold her all the time. I sleep alot due to the pain medication but things gradually get better. Again, thank goodness for Honey.<br />Paige welcome to our life. What was it like before you? I am amazed at how God's plan unfolds and at how peaceful life seems when you are in it. Paige, you, Mia and Abby are part of His wonderful plan for me and your daddy. Eleven years ago, we would have never thought this is where we would be. Three beautiful girls! Amazing.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260947637942226450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw2dJ9870aXvl4rLlAPK_KkzYjgdn0q3u8uhy_Vr1zT4ABA2bIMLRLHghq9FZoZDqxkgxBpJYhZGz08KZtfyVzeGDYbk5sfVGH_BzNWl98OiPK5vTmNYTbk5oLlXM_LOJmAkqIJz87gig/s320/P8010077.JPG" border="0" /><br />Paige is introduced to the best seat in the house. . . .Daddy's recliner.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLoV9VbiNXS8YbY6Eb6IDi_xKJdgzdfREe8oBNVQ-2lkRDyNTf6hPKH1USQFIqfvgcMq3l9bZ6IwMQGgDUMVZN-wZu7_Cw6PiB5oNu_osXYMuqVcid_s2ddsyElA5YcWiG7l3kV-I7PTw/s1600-h/P8050094.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260947656433958578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLoV9VbiNXS8YbY6Eb6IDi_xKJdgzdfREe8oBNVQ-2lkRDyNTf6hPKH1USQFIqfvgcMq3l9bZ6IwMQGgDUMVZN-wZu7_Cw6PiB5oNu_osXYMuqVcid_s2ddsyElA5YcWiG7l3kV-I7PTw/s320/P8050094.JPG" border="0" /></a> Getting ready to go to the Doctor for your first checkup.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbR5AIxHXyHpovBKsRVTntppNaV5Zkn2FvMaXXfdr6yxK9_okSWe8SUEF1Xlrdn9W-tPItiUEMJodLr0tbpNXOGaDp2Umbh2b47z-Vc1gnYoENj-q_cqGgwrBavGyls-Y6pf5i05AuFmk/s1600-h/P8040090.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260947647196794754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbR5AIxHXyHpovBKsRVTntppNaV5Zkn2FvMaXXfdr6yxK9_okSWe8SUEF1Xlrdn9W-tPItiUEMJodLr0tbpNXOGaDp2Umbh2b47z-Vc1gnYoENj-q_cqGgwrBavGyls-Y6pf5i05AuFmk/s320/P8040090.JPG" border="0" /></a> Abby feeding Paige and loving every minute of it.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHl_VYDW6o5J1z5feNWdw-NAPfjI0w0pjSxlgezItlXQ2nIXArjVUsjDzQ9i6oLey17Qpm3KdmFYHRJ4CVkk2qU5WyziVXBcEVBGuP8wYFALmpg5v1jGpYVg9IRfjwhJm2hWlDd_cKOv0/s1600-h/P8040088.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260947642681220370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHl_VYDW6o5J1z5feNWdw-NAPfjI0w0pjSxlgezItlXQ2nIXArjVUsjDzQ9i6oLey17Qpm3KdmFYHRJ4CVkk2qU5WyziVXBcEVBGuP8wYFALmpg5v1jGpYVg9IRfjwhJm2hWlDd_cKOv0/s320/P8040088.JPG" border="0" /></a> Mia and Paige. . .these two are going to get into some trouble.<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-45709875116079819632008-10-24T23:12:00.001-05:002008-10-24T23:40:20.008-05:00PAIGE ALAN THURMAN<div> July 30, 2008 </div><div>The day that Paige is to arrive. We have waited for nine months to see what this little one will look like.. . . . .<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260940486420769634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRO5bB6RQw2l5YcRCJip9KYweTSwIsO102Hm0PXYHCtSLOuH7Kf3Y8qtqJsefpAIm0rQ6w3WBa6pi3YSHhmSm1buFLv0wtZlmHnUjgSdSZAzlQkCmdBTfKyou9oHD_qDKuC55z022jvYs/s320/P7290001.JPG" border="0" /></div><div><div><div><div>Mom waiting to be taken back to the OR. </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260940490982339698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIHCeduN3q8QaTm6QJQVwDhsIIDZzXx6QFnMK999PgOOKXX-4uZcithyFxapCqLaMxfASDac9OnHPOG7y9aHNBkO6WvcTPKon8VOdtqeySU32EsGKSlxYtYFh-5lVA2SJJZMyiWszGC7c/s320/P7290007.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>PAIGE IS HERE!!!!!! WHAT A BEAUTIFUL LITTLE GIRL. All I could think when I heard her cry was thank you Jesus for such a sweet sound! Eight pounds even and looks just like her sisters. </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260940492282514482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIMONwdqkkHWQqC82GRoC_lqhyRanrwPIeLwXXDebYdaQHFuqnLoCf05qPc3oeQbPlNgolSle1mS6-gi6oo3Fhmun-ZeE8-eJkAvVOT_G-Cemh8of0AL_mP6xxEw5uByVcaWXlDmhAWg8/s320/P7290008.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>I see her for the first time</div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4xWJ8AToGti9hEo_yaH4FV1Y_L93P1-PFfbZ07oqVwK6BVvgThfSckjMjw6h_bC_jJoulO4fRGNIu4nCEAze5mrCLLV6lRyZ0XYQq9z_UlTso_x5J0BxahDu7RkSV6h5orpmucH4_3sg/s1600-h/P7290023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260940503331338498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4xWJ8AToGti9hEo_yaH4FV1Y_L93P1-PFfbZ07oqVwK6BVvgThfSckjMjw6h_bC_jJoulO4fRGNIu4nCEAze5mrCLLV6lRyZ0XYQq9z_UlTso_x5J0BxahDu7RkSV6h5orpmucH4_3sg/s320/P7290023.JPG" border="0" /></a> Greg feeding our third girl. He is the best Girls's daddy in the world.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260941945515039538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTslawvpOfs_jQbUi61WDC0P33zxEQ1RRKcuWDYaLqtFfYF8NvZnA9wItIgij2CbECdUkI9DOX87u4Ts_dh3ljrDzZbYaLoRssHDoG_yKwBAKtoQkfZROTShlOtwgHCfNI1POUn1_bOEk/s320/P7300029.JPG" border="0" />Big Sister Abby is in heaven.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRuNHtJ1M8Q-GNnw2ATYF1QZ5U2mr6sSzQo9mvJr-zHDub89EwWDTvhjCTmz2T-bCYrCBiEmoWk3frVRcMSpPgRk8ToJDMYyhs4NJVNVnpjFcCUwqIl5anaY3gcF7kGRePJOb0dgjeQ1k/s1600-h/P7290011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260940496859397538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRuNHtJ1M8Q-GNnw2ATYF1QZ5U2mr6sSzQo9mvJr-zHDub89EwWDTvhjCTmz2T-bCYrCBiEmoWk3frVRcMSpPgRk8ToJDMYyhs4NJVNVnpjFcCUwqIl5anaY3gcF7kGRePJOb0dgjeQ1k/s320/P7290011.JPG" border="0" /></a> The girls see her for the first time. They both have on shirts that say BIG SISTERS ROCK. </div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260941959246512690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjimiiCl1nEewQ0gsfbiRuA2Dqq1htsNJ5RjYCz8LSMQ4IHrRbqtXsli8rntOXDn8SVvWz6bUc44Bm9hyWCacXCT5e8MsxN1XFSb9E_thXSmcM27eKcFgC8kz4-j22wU9i-Utd1PtV6fYQ/s320/P7300033.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>Greg and his Girls. . . .He is in heaven. </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260941968906700354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPMbz-6BhyphenhyphenMrEUc8ILCFNvW9HtkgpRqUZ7RoNn8lZBtOzylaylh7mxzXegHw9SyxNhvrU8KwRAsB3d7uFXn8u0s0BTd7lGj3dy8e_Sjs7fru6M_Rd4QC0ZV5vLKvU42kTEvOjRjMU4qmY/s320/P7300043.JPG" border="0" />JD, Megan, Abby, Mia and Paige. . . Cousins. JD is our only boy. </div><div><br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260941977316181250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTgV_015HU9ZFHTGkGpLhqcBNiUBC0Zsa3SUGoFgLwMKk2Kl9ceZX_kyX3t3lP_JM1p_xPKuk9rmldxXqISgHyayZL2yPTBYzMQK_jYpxZ4PMo_jyvtt1HOXgofIJ5r6JzqmkxdePk5ts/s320/P7300059.JPG" border="0" />Julia brings the other cousins by, Elizabeth and Allison... . the oldest two of the Thurman cousin clan. We range from age 1o all the way to newborn. What a blessing from God.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260941984921084450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV_6JZgFvMbfY2RgIWaf3kuc28OamFopUTH85P7v8PeDFyZCmd0cD83ppUJxkfXc1o9y0wCkO7B_hu26UPe1yyiM8W5b7t2Q8-sFf0VbAz_gNyGjUGfee42EFJqArgc-lsrCVWmUit_54/s320/P7310076.JPG" border="0" />Uncle Bop drives all the way from Quincy to see his new niece. Thanks Bop. </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Paige your birth was another miracle. You were born healthy and with quite a set of lungs. Rumor has it you screamed for over an hour and the nurses were quite impressed with the sound. Your Honey, Papa, Grandma, Grandpa, Aunt JuJu, Uncle Dwight, Aunt B and Aunt KK were all there to see you that day. Aunt B and Aunt KK were such big help to me and with the girls. I am the luckiest sister to have them and you are the luckiest niece. So many people came to see you, our third Thurman girl. You have dark hair, which I am sure will turn blonde and you can suck down your bottle in no time flat. Thank you Jesus for Paige and for the plan that you have for our family. Paige, WELCOME! We are a crazy, imperfect, precious, blessed family, and I think you will have the time of your life being a part of it. We love you little one. </div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /> </div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-77966870194291591332008-10-24T22:45:00.000-05:002008-10-24T23:11:59.059-05:00June<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_P-xNErxexS_kzmlP4poCMevK-rtONZVIkGnUiuh7qHCf2g-aQg3GNxjwYPtN9ymYSityh-nA7OjunXdZRUdHDsWn7IA-19Misri_PUCQvwG-I3D_TKJBdB-6KAnt63tVXhYKWx3pQ-g/s1600-h/P1010078.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260938330845774002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_P-xNErxexS_kzmlP4poCMevK-rtONZVIkGnUiuh7qHCf2g-aQg3GNxjwYPtN9ymYSityh-nA7OjunXdZRUdHDsWn7IA-19Misri_PUCQvwG-I3D_TKJBdB-6KAnt63tVXhYKWx3pQ-g/s320/P1010078.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwW2QmyD3tSy5G036_2Xyb8cVDfwgiTa1I65-oVXM0M7ZvfQQgs4C6ZwvGrMgI6nuhYqlWVknheJtjP5mgCbueOVnfxq_Swmz0nJoBfgI6p1OjNy09J7Bu4y2M5GdGdCweKe45M-FZdmQ/s1600-h/P1010073.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260938324624583506" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9of5PVm7J6Fwp7vaMJVUXwXiNdtH7cK38c6jE8LnBmoQdIYw0zVuF2xTTVuYGZ1pKuXhV26dRDkIYng2M2vrivM1yyEdqqSdI4sU2LBk3qlckJyqlngh90lgDZp9bBqrEOYiXDFhC1_0/s320/P1010167.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaYGbCecyIlEMTIbKF8F6Jq3-R6G5DuujdJHhwqU8hDBAM0D3m7MkPa_qtggUVgG7_p-ra3j8SZJw6WU19nsxl8AGDgFU_-zZLEX9HzJ-yM8vpM5MOcwz2u03mL1KoFd37I0DcKrhbn6w/s1600-h/P1010163.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260936968557773522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaYGbCecyIlEMTIbKF8F6Jq3-R6G5DuujdJHhwqU8hDBAM0D3m7MkPa_qtggUVgG7_p-ra3j8SZJw6WU19nsxl8AGDgFU_-zZLEX9HzJ-yM8vpM5MOcwz2u03mL1KoFd37I0DcKrhbn6w/s320/P1010163.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggcTz1A1qqpzCiWHm-X9FWi9_iEoxLajHiJzWurU-5mqTpvdJ0Y8LYJelXQixzwy0YTSPxWrsygoR0KDLo2w5ahfhwrtO5s6Nfu8YKzhyphenhyphenuQFekfv3LP1AL7mrtf8DKqb709I53lVjHFN0/s1600-h/P1010097.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260936961752470498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggcTz1A1qqpzCiWHm-X9FWi9_iEoxLajHiJzWurU-5mqTpvdJ0Y8LYJelXQixzwy0YTSPxWrsygoR0KDLo2w5ahfhwrtO5s6Nfu8YKzhyphenhyphenuQFekfv3LP1AL7mrtf8DKqb709I53lVjHFN0/s320/P1010097.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>June is a big month for us. Greg and Mia both have birthdays and we also celebrate our anniversary. This year was eleven years. Greg turned thirty five and Mia turned 3. </div><br /><div>We had a great time celebrating her birthday with family and friends. It was an outdoor party in the backyard. . . .is there any better way to celebrate a summer birthday. Her big present was a bike from us, she still hasnt gotten the hang of it, but it is hers. </div><br /><div>Mia, you love playing with your sister, reading books and watching way too much tv. You still crawl up in your daddy's lap and drink your chocolate milk. You will always be our baby, even after Paige gets here. You will be a great big sister. We love you more and more each day. Your laughter is so contagious. You are mischevious and we find it hard to get on to you for the things that you should not be doing. You are an absolute delight to us.</div><br /><br /><div></div><div>The rest of June was spent preparing for Paige and swimming at the pool as much as possible. Abby learned how to ride her bike without training wheels. GOOD JOB ABBY. Time in the backyard was well spent. My sweet friends hosted a shower for Paige and me. I love getting together with friends and eating! Paige received such precious gifts from our friends. We are so blessed. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-27193519439836326872008-09-17T13:56:00.001-05:002008-09-17T14:03:53.657-05:00MAYThe rest of May was great. Abby finished up her last year at Creative School. We flew kites, played outside, hung out with friends and enjoyed a great Memorial Day. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnfjuIgMvSiMIEoVEAi5a3ZV2zzDSAY8TeeUquRbF1CrFlDNPxG4dhn4BNkVuXqsPSGmL4jdrVbFXVOZz-ev8adMnDXo1BeLsHg7ed_8s2YGfWmDADB7n8cpHBzTUkGTaPcNKMlJYH6xs/s1600-h/P1010091.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247067227369505442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnfjuIgMvSiMIEoVEAi5a3ZV2zzDSAY8TeeUquRbF1CrFlDNPxG4dhn4BNkVuXqsPSGmL4jdrVbFXVOZz-ev8adMnDXo1BeLsHg7ed_8s2YGfWmDADB7n8cpHBzTUkGTaPcNKMlJYH6xs/s320/P1010091.JPG" border="0" /></a> Flying kites with Daddy<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzVHfShskyNLRjdR71_tmuF3nwDfsRwbsMl5hyTSmQvUhDg6wC2fSvKuhByhft9xq_WjeNYbiKzNR2S4VhuzeIT71Z2Y4gS-jVmtANwpCW9mS5-24wf9ZnO5qzAKXHmZIAZ84y4p7qhZU/s1600-h/P1010105.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247067228744774850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzVHfShskyNLRjdR71_tmuF3nwDfsRwbsMl5hyTSmQvUhDg6wC2fSvKuhByhft9xq_WjeNYbiKzNR2S4VhuzeIT71Z2Y4gS-jVmtANwpCW9mS5-24wf9ZnO5qzAKXHmZIAZ84y4p7qhZU/s320/P1010105.JPG" border="0" /></a> Mia and Greg inaugural Slip n Slide<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMJHVorXG4vdL6brvdTgWR4zM9aK9PAm0WWoVCztTK7Gz1b5i_GZMjVyIhH2PaiY5ZB3MWF3NA_Qcht4cYNV4wYtAv4GfnAiI_zfiJiauF84QMpa_3O9tPaJ38K79HL9lw-pfGco1iOfA/s1600-h/P1010112.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247067236113228962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMJHVorXG4vdL6brvdTgWR4zM9aK9PAm0WWoVCztTK7Gz1b5i_GZMjVyIhH2PaiY5ZB3MWF3NA_Qcht4cYNV4wYtAv4GfnAiI_zfiJiauF84QMpa_3O9tPaJ38K79HL9lw-pfGco1iOfA/s320/P1010112.JPG" border="0" /></a> Sisterly Love<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglVpEWPrl7rY4OHruIq1933sNp2B4eG_ICLbFgTyKZyfvi-q26RCG2Ap2D0xLp3Qfdypr8seJedM6qab2Dy_DbHbvx1V3Mm3Urdv9a1EwoEhMuU_BZuIVpwhClNh1tC39Nu9DMGMK91w8/s1600-h/P1010114.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247067243150499154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglVpEWPrl7rY4OHruIq1933sNp2B4eG_ICLbFgTyKZyfvi-q26RCG2Ap2D0xLp3Qfdypr8seJedM6qab2Dy_DbHbvx1V3Mm3Urdv9a1EwoEhMuU_BZuIVpwhClNh1tC39Nu9DMGMK91w8/s320/P1010114.JPG" border="0" /></a> Abby and Daddy working<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm2ftyGVAz1QtH92nxVTiAKG2REdvHqsyBJUn4CMU-sIe7bagXSRuLNYqj8aQiBjggnK_I4yGnCbecIbUC7PXZUMVi3vtXpQxj-GORbKpAI6Xgy9mZ5eFyoy0SkPu-oMD36_9RG5NjGi8/s1600-h/P1010116.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247067248290155122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm2ftyGVAz1QtH92nxVTiAKG2REdvHqsyBJUn4CMU-sIe7bagXSRuLNYqj8aQiBjggnK_I4yGnCbecIbUC7PXZUMVi3vtXpQxj-GORbKpAI6Xgy9mZ5eFyoy0SkPu-oMD36_9RG5NjGi8/s320/P1010116.JPG" border="0" /></a> Memorial Day Fun<br /><div></div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-45042977241382623732008-09-17T13:43:00.001-05:002008-09-17T13:56:29.512-05:00Branson<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgne4r2zpGFI-S3CYngMkYVyUSZuDqKRr2xla57FZLIlszuYsi5nh_wkpX8tTvyvqZhtgqCtDmV6toB2kG4HWdyLdaZaWd9zzfITLyS3qWJirE8TSgXpfUGFb3JzH8GmRvRhLR1VFi3eNY/s1600-h/P1010090.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247065425467463442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgne4r2zpGFI-S3CYngMkYVyUSZuDqKRr2xla57FZLIlszuYsi5nh_wkpX8tTvyvqZhtgqCtDmV6toB2kG4HWdyLdaZaWd9zzfITLyS3qWJirE8TSgXpfUGFb3JzH8GmRvRhLR1VFi3eNY/s320/P1010090.JPG" border="0" /></a> Mia the pirate<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg31LdqVT1jjA7C_70mfEiGKOhnbA7Iswnef7Zthu9FM2tZOxrOlER1uxkR_h5GOmaoSo27QTNbppavLjwG66u-z_YkiuoBeroawHKi7cEECu8ShBFisPjCq8TjMtqmD1r7VWGnehxPFwA/s1600-h/P1010089.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247065433183209570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg31LdqVT1jjA7C_70mfEiGKOhnbA7Iswnef7Zthu9FM2tZOxrOlER1uxkR_h5GOmaoSo27QTNbppavLjwG66u-z_YkiuoBeroawHKi7cEECu8ShBFisPjCq8TjMtqmD1r7VWGnehxPFwA/s320/P1010089.JPG" border="0" /></a> The Cousins</p><p><br /> </p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4N_gRwbS9qWE023qUrFB3xUE4OQTK8iMhgZA4DL43aGM2gksxXfu8UKrAD2irxvcZK4uV4fJw_TxjYOwU3Gmv_cKaEpvEiYMDYct2Z5MCOYfrK096s6acKtAPJyVJR9WEMRQVV7S42u0/s1600-h/P1010024.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247065003967165986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4N_gRwbS9qWE023qUrFB3xUE4OQTK8iMhgZA4DL43aGM2gksxXfu8UKrAD2irxvcZK4uV4fJw_TxjYOwU3Gmv_cKaEpvEiYMDYct2Z5MCOYfrK096s6acKtAPJyVJR9WEMRQVV7S42u0/s320/P1010024.JPG" border="0" /></a> Silver Dollar City<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvxp5ETDS3RwAMPZ5EfoOZgt96wawiCBrKBvbw-4cgFf7wXmXT4kyKtEmMZEZoDLM_BQaGddOF3AfKMlwEoB6tpqxG0GLZoJvVKQVg2Gp42JQ7Y61xlp2YrwahiRQ64qQvhid3GvFQO94/s1600-h/P1010033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247065011125477154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvxp5ETDS3RwAMPZ5EfoOZgt96wawiCBrKBvbw-4cgFf7wXmXT4kyKtEmMZEZoDLM_BQaGddOF3AfKMlwEoB6tpqxG0GLZoJvVKQVg2Gp42JQ7Y61xlp2YrwahiRQ64qQvhid3GvFQO94/s320/P1010033.JPG" border="0" /></a> Abby the Magician's Assistant<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8HeK571ZUOp6nPmHyMLRIGvlpcHnP9I-bfTtK2rHMKSazYN60wOAHw4y5rJe6nqpYbjsb0S3sZ1Gh0uF3YNC-avhZxfjLJhyphenhyphen1C985igLz2nRgxcfzbdHK2DEcCsrYwmRoitAn-aA1sEE/s1600-h/P1010050.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247065013035714418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8HeK571ZUOp6nPmHyMLRIGvlpcHnP9I-bfTtK2rHMKSazYN60wOAHw4y5rJe6nqpYbjsb0S3sZ1Gh0uF3YNC-avhZxfjLJhyphenhyphen1C985igLz2nRgxcfzbdHK2DEcCsrYwmRoitAn-aA1sEE/s320/P1010050.JPG" border="0" /></a> Mia Playing<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzoUY5o71k4f1KtYTvPpX-N_XG0bTFBNF8aQOZHt8tZBZ77m9Ay1iIuyxvB1WkXFUcsRUpaoMdj2D1Y_uQmoDxFRTIAxpjjGY8AISsFQkfGhR9My-ddwHkPEZGfILUoOyW2Vc18O_4tEw/s1600-h/P1010053.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247065016218432994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzoUY5o71k4f1KtYTvPpX-N_XG0bTFBNF8aQOZHt8tZBZ77m9Ay1iIuyxvB1WkXFUcsRUpaoMdj2D1Y_uQmoDxFRTIAxpjjGY8AISsFQkfGhR9My-ddwHkPEZGfILUoOyW2Vc18O_4tEw/s320/P1010053.JPG" border="0" /></a> Abby driving the Duck<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaJPoEb0166j5Bw9W0rTivoPuh0VOdU_MjzGBWs7Cn8Ftw12SHXW9AjmFh-BcQcfVJbE3yL2QwAtsCmPbHwR_IPtvlv_Rcj6dzbMrTuFWmA8wZKW86l-jsbUptIyzcnXr4KsDcwwF9nRM/s1600-h/P1010075.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247065021537306514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaJPoEb0166j5Bw9W0rTivoPuh0VOdU_MjzGBWs7Cn8Ftw12SHXW9AjmFh-BcQcfVJbE3yL2QwAtsCmPbHwR_IPtvlv_Rcj6dzbMrTuFWmA8wZKW86l-jsbUptIyzcnXr4KsDcwwF9nRM/s320/P1010075.JPG" border="0" /></a> Abby and Daddy riding go carts<br /><br /><div>We spent our summer vacation in Branson in early May. We had a great time, we swam, rode the ducks, did the Cities, went to the Butterfly palace , played miniature golf and rode go carts and all around had a great time. We love Branson. </div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-20639472864254991922008-06-21T15:39:00.000-05:002008-06-21T15:58:27.574-05:00MOTHER'S DAYThe Creative School put on their annual Mother's Day Tea for the mom's in the blue room and purple room. Each mother received the cutest invitation from their child. The kids were adorable as they marched in for their performance that day. Abby sat next to Gavin and Anna, our neighborhood friends. They sang several songs for us. My favorite was "peanut, peanut butter and jelly". Abby sang so good and seemed to be having a blast. She was very intent on watching Ms. Wiggins so she would not make a mistake. After the kids sang, they were each sent to get the crosage they made for their mother and put it on their wrist, mine was sunflowers. After that we had tea that the kids made and snacks. When all the food was eaten, especially the candy they made for us, the mother's were presented with their gifts. We all recieved sweet handpainted pictures using their feet and hands as the flowers and stems. Abby's is adorable and I cant wait to get it hung up. It was a sweet time and a reminder at how quickly she is growing up. I cannot believe that she will be in Kindergarten next year. It is truly mindboggling that the time has gone by so fast. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgekQ34fSlX51m5RKbcvhuAseIuYrobx6n_E8PeqMLwh7_Pt3C3jTdpjAcQM9m_QRK4OuEz6m7cQCPEtAlSxPrM7sKk7JKirHirB59m2O1CImyqnf-DQ-oYDxMW_biMKRhNX3Ths4PGVyE/s1600-h/P1010001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214439002216486706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgekQ34fSlX51m5RKbcvhuAseIuYrobx6n_E8PeqMLwh7_Pt3C3jTdpjAcQM9m_QRK4OuEz6m7cQCPEtAlSxPrM7sKk7JKirHirB59m2O1CImyqnf-DQ-oYDxMW_biMKRhNX3Ths4PGVyE/s320/P1010001.JPG" border="0" /></a> Abby's class is in the front row<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0qe5a33pCOysA3TWPXTXeb7JdPzDe-_JPqTxuU5GLmcPWCHBB6m3uV3UeIlxK1-4X5ah8Rh8PR8QvmcL_2hOu9fPiUSyDAmPjwfrpyNgNxDvSEH5wZQzhTvE87BNoJCs8cWFaeAq1bBg/s1600-h/P1010005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214439006573957570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0qe5a33pCOysA3TWPXTXeb7JdPzDe-_JPqTxuU5GLmcPWCHBB6m3uV3UeIlxK1-4X5ah8Rh8PR8QvmcL_2hOu9fPiUSyDAmPjwfrpyNgNxDvSEH5wZQzhTvE87BNoJCs8cWFaeAq1bBg/s320/P1010005.JPG" border="0" /></a> Abby's smile is my favorite! </p><p><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnFQ5LP4-J9cY5Edv3u1a70KZZ71nY8AWmsdBDuY667JIkowYUzsOyjR0XfW06A3UmaaRl4cf-Nr6pOPjBHBRS5TpaZ5qPSx5QwKqEAAQ51yrlRPyu0lX2xXkjNAPB8XHuB_EfxpIcnkM/s1600-h/P1010023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214439010748662210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnFQ5LP4-J9cY5Edv3u1a70KZZ71nY8AWmsdBDuY667JIkowYUzsOyjR0XfW06A3UmaaRl4cf-Nr6pOPjBHBRS5TpaZ5qPSx5QwKqEAAQ51yrlRPyu0lX2xXkjNAPB8XHuB_EfxpIcnkM/s320/P1010023.JPG" border="0" /></a> Anna M., Abby and Gavin. Aren't they adorable.</p><p><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyCwJ_gEqHjaOBm5c2odOQzTk-_ZrpvPlJvl8W0DdbofXCmlVXpOpedQy5mcRua0zAPQl9BxHkspTcOfzjZPNhUYGpnTwisZfrdKb-ZNLLddjnoI4iJsyrLwgkntjZi9A5grIc2fBgoOE/s1600-h/P1010008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214439014328737330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyCwJ_gEqHjaOBm5c2odOQzTk-_ZrpvPlJvl8W0DdbofXCmlVXpOpedQy5mcRua0zAPQl9BxHkspTcOfzjZPNhUYGpnTwisZfrdKb-ZNLLddjnoI4iJsyrLwgkntjZi9A5grIc2fBgoOE/s320/P1010008.JPG" border="0" /></a> "Peanut, Peanut Butter and Jelly"</p><p> </p><p>After the tea, Abby went to the store with me and helped me pick out things for the baby Paige. She was such a big help and loved scanning the items for our list. She picked out some cute clothes for her and I let her buy Paige a toy and some books. Abby you are going to be a great big sister to Paige, you already are so good with Mia. Paige is going to be so glad that you are hers. What a great end to a great Mother's Day time.<br /></p>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-16559660510027885282008-06-21T15:32:00.001-05:002008-06-21T15:39:05.314-05:00MIA'S BEDThese pictures make me laugh because somewhere out there are pictures of Abby doing the same thing. I came in to wake Mia up from her nap and this is how I found her bed. Loaded down with anything and everything she could find in the room. I especially love the stroller. I wonder what went through her mind after I tucked her in. Then I think, how did she sleep with all this stuff on there. Somehow, she did though and woke up happy as a lark. I just cant tell you enough Mia that you make me laugh and bring such humor into our lives.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBiEuIJK1EXv0eEIkK3myp4zUkgKA4yfDTykQ3BlEuwn_WqjW3c6qgU3ju-swzLQ7p8e9SHNZu13jQxTFnR1G7uZeDQYfxXAl6z4k0KUvd4QtboXz7Vf5hMUrEiwRzclFX5eV_h11ehVE/s1600-h/P1010142.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214436205097029906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBiEuIJK1EXv0eEIkK3myp4zUkgKA4yfDTykQ3BlEuwn_WqjW3c6qgU3ju-swzLQ7p8e9SHNZu13jQxTFnR1G7uZeDQYfxXAl6z4k0KUvd4QtboXz7Vf5hMUrEiwRzclFX5eV_h11ehVE/s320/P1010142.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_iUvFcZeZsnCT5aU94RLa7iaMUvrR757mGxOsowZfUCCuzOy4JRqpZQsfo7u7cr3Sm-qE1jDUnepkyJzgzzyIyM2QjBVEyW-_7EbNJMFDO-ns6NglMCfR73A3d8Hu9dYaGCsiloCZQCY/s1600-h/P1010143.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214436205947972194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_iUvFcZeZsnCT5aU94RLa7iaMUvrR757mGxOsowZfUCCuzOy4JRqpZQsfo7u7cr3Sm-qE1jDUnepkyJzgzzyIyM2QjBVEyW-_7EbNJMFDO-ns6NglMCfR73A3d8Hu9dYaGCsiloCZQCY/s320/P1010143.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-41932529749540751082008-06-21T15:15:00.000-05:002008-06-21T15:31:58.898-05:00BERRYVILLE BOYS AND THEIR FAMILIESI am playing catch up from the first of May, so here goes. Greg's friend Ryan and his family came into town for a visit so we planned a Berryville Boys get together. These Berryville Boys are the guys that Greg grew up with, he met Ryan as a four year old. In other words these boys go way back. Anyway, now that we have all had kids we figured it was time to get them together. Between Ryan, Chad, Matt, John and Greg there are 12 kids. I am not sure who had a better time, the kids or the boys. Abby and Mia love having everyone over (ok, so maybe not Mia, but eventually she warmed up). We had a blast with Ty and Nate, Lauren and baby Grace, Sam, Kate and baby John and Ruby and baby Jane. They played baseball, croquet, slid down the slide forever and jumped in the bouncy. The kids got along great and so did the parents. It is fun to see how life has changed for all of us. I cant wait till these kids are old enough to hear the Berryville dad's tell their stories. . . or at least some of them.. . I know the moms are tired of hearing them by now. HA HA HA. GO BERRYVILLE BOBCATS<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTHz1dND6yGWRUn5dKauc7BKdKBc0gZO5bcQr8hcTHRuuOJyiXfanOqKJykETftUBrJnHVmnJb_2OSwcyha5ZphxK9WdS4_Kl897KPrJ36JwLbkOBI43DDVZwSm-sPuQn4Vx0Dut0C2SQ/s1600-h/P1010131.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214432634850125458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTHz1dND6yGWRUn5dKauc7BKdKBc0gZO5bcQr8hcTHRuuOJyiXfanOqKJykETftUBrJnHVmnJb_2OSwcyha5ZphxK9WdS4_Kl897KPrJ36JwLbkOBI43DDVZwSm-sPuQn4Vx0Dut0C2SQ/s320/P1010131.JPG" border="0" /></a> Kate B., Mia, Lauren B. and Sam B. all coming down the slide at the same time. LOVE THE SMILES.<br /><div></div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-48404925820336723632008-05-06T20:37:00.001-05:002008-05-06T20:53:28.869-05:00What I want to be when I grow up<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNrs-VrNpg6pddUeXQz0yG6BBvEpAMc_qKWP5XSEm3TAwXpUzAb_BlVXV3HbjFe2KK9MUPe4SOEvwBfBnsTugT3BPGJ6XoCNBHj8vUBN1LDH-q_m82fvVAP_lgMsptpC2ZgWph8eRg4q0/s1600-h/P1010041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197447621534562194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNrs-VrNpg6pddUeXQz0yG6BBvEpAMc_qKWP5XSEm3TAwXpUzAb_BlVXV3HbjFe2KK9MUPe4SOEvwBfBnsTugT3BPGJ6XoCNBHj8vUBN1LDH-q_m82fvVAP_lgMsptpC2ZgWph8eRg4q0/s320/P1010041.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Last night while cleaning up my desk. . . a task I do not do enough apparently. . I found Abby's papers from church on Sunday. Their lesson that week was "I am special because God made me". The filled out a little information sheet like, "What is your favorite food, What is your favorite thing to do. . " Anyway, you get the picture. On the question "What do you want to do when you grow up?" Abby wrote be a teacher. Now this is the first I had ever heard of this so today I asked her about it. I said Abby I did not know you would like to be a teacher, that is great. She said "Oh mom I just put that, I dont really want to be a teacher." Well Abby, I said, what do you want to do. She answered.. "Oh, live at a house and just watch tv and eat snacks, play and not really do anything". . . HA HA HA.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I could not stop chuckling for several reasons. One, does she think that house is going to be our house? and two, who does she see that does that? Then it dawned on me, does she think that is what I do!!!! I guess imitation IS the sincerest form of flattery, but come on. . . I at least fold clothes when I am watching tv!!!!!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Abby . . . Whatever you choose to do in life, I hope you do it with as much humor, strength and resolve as you have in your life right now. The sky is the limit for you little one, I hope you dream as big as you want to ! </div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-73677680457888346172008-04-25T21:17:00.000-05:002008-04-25T21:34:41.347-05:00I WANT TO BE JUST LIKE MY BIG SISTER<p></p><br /><p><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzGNNVNdHMByXSS9X4TyeciIKCSF814sFnT6a_b3Yfbjq1zCe0aW6X_crqjVfcAGeO6Fx--FjrR5YMOxmy1fA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><br /><p></p><br /><p>We played out back the other night and Greg and I both took time working with Abby and her t-ball skills. While Abby and Greg were playing catch, Mia decided she wanted to have a go at hitting off the T. She would hit the ball and then take off running the "bases", just like Abby. It was hilarious. She really does want to be just like Abby. She loves her big sister. . . most days. . .and loves to do the same things. She asks me all the time how old does she need to be to play t-ball or go to dance or ride a bike. They fight like cats and dogs but they wouldnt know what to do without each other. I wonder how this third little girl will fit in with Abby and Mia's world. It will be interesting to see. Mia, you are a delight to watch. Thanks for making your daddy and me laugh!</p><br /><p></p>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-66635164516936856822008-04-13T23:13:00.001-05:002008-04-13T23:32:50.232-05:00Abby and the Arvest Blue JaysAbby has started spring t-ball this year. Yeah, our first team sport. She plays for the Arvest Blue Jays. Saturday was our first game of the season. The kids did great, especially since most of our practices got rained out. It really was lots of fun to watch the kids try and figure it all out. This league does not keep score or count outs and each kid gets a bat every inning. It is all about teaching the fundamentals. We have a long but fun way to go. Hats off to our coaches who take the time with these kids. Handling that many five year olds is quite a challenge. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNapVcP_UF5pB0mb-nyxmye5-ivhIKhLPjTRL3xoOREDyZG-tT3edB0t8MWm8GsJd35V4qHiM9qY3bMHNQIqZ1ofkzI1P2xS3514b6yz9X0sn63JAs7Er8tAnL35kIjsavUxXyZys7PdY/s1600-h/P1010097.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188950518516527698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNapVcP_UF5pB0mb-nyxmye5-ivhIKhLPjTRL3xoOREDyZG-tT3edB0t8MWm8GsJd35V4qHiM9qY3bMHNQIqZ1ofkzI1P2xS3514b6yz9X0sn63JAs7Er8tAnL35kIjsavUxXyZys7PdY/s320/P1010097.JPG" border="0" /></a> Abby was all ready to go in her uniform. Could she be any cuter!!!!<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAiEBAjEaG-j6vvMt4US6si88XiTyzKHjQTnmMknULA3V4JjiPpaPKDNtDfwykv1oAcGovdp7mnjT2GiayIdcFsNiqYPVtFgZ3E2TyYBBSZtABKynw3dPyJUR7_fZ73JlgcQ3FZ8-DabY/s1600-h/P1010100.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188950527106462306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAiEBAjEaG-j6vvMt4US6si88XiTyzKHjQTnmMknULA3V4JjiPpaPKDNtDfwykv1oAcGovdp7mnjT2GiayIdcFsNiqYPVtFgZ3E2TyYBBSZtABKynw3dPyJUR7_fZ73JlgcQ3FZ8-DabY/s320/P1010100.JPG" border="0" /></a> Up for her first bat. Yes, her batting helmet and her bat are pink. She picked them out. She looks like the Elle Woods of the t-ball league. (Legally Blonde)</p><p><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_uNHzAgpEcgNxQi5X1YYG_xKfQFs9E9xNy4rBv1KVdxTEAXFtGE9lQWdhhGuqmI8S3Oog5Pd3J_-5tmptfF_kgXY1UfeuVl-mNZl3JTu8nhHDrq_AaQnAEGDJM8qeHHpmH7z6fCa9Rmc/s1600-h/P1010102.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188950531401429618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_uNHzAgpEcgNxQi5X1YYG_xKfQFs9E9xNy4rBv1KVdxTEAXFtGE9lQWdhhGuqmI8S3Oog5Pd3J_-5tmptfF_kgXY1UfeuVl-mNZl3JTu8nhHDrq_AaQnAEGDJM8qeHHpmH7z6fCa9Rmc/s320/P1010102.JPG" border="0" /></a> Her first swing and she has a hit. Off to first base which was manned by a friend from school. You should have seen the little grin she gave him when she got to the base. No competition here....whatever.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuvaIItAoXvgH8Y0OdKogr24dlaJFjdNik_RkMTnlYwA11r_a2kwPDBXM9wYvnxuytc-sezqNocgAsUeNtj5mfUX3Gp3FXyday4_5IujRcdgIyWStY9zL_qCBIdfudhHxV16cHpfa_WPA/s1600-h/P1010108.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188950535696396930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuvaIItAoXvgH8Y0OdKogr24dlaJFjdNik_RkMTnlYwA11r_a2kwPDBXM9wYvnxuytc-sezqNocgAsUeNtj5mfUX3Gp3FXyday4_5IujRcdgIyWStY9zL_qCBIdfudhHxV16cHpfa_WPA/s320/P1010108.JPG" border="0" /></a> Abby on third. Bless her little heart, it was so cold. She is asking the coach if she can get her coat from me after she scores.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMhXoe8FITl3Nt0AO6_HklSdFoA7Z676PA-CGrWVRarT7X8MaIMXW3y7UEEJVhtmhf01gne-5AcUZXjW36PLfRBaIypl-zVtGSHf0zqgLDIo7-UVplarxZrqmhTRTOHWq_PKePfyBrII8/s1600-h/P1010098.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188950539991364242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMhXoe8FITl3Nt0AO6_HklSdFoA7Z676PA-CGrWVRarT7X8MaIMXW3y7UEEJVhtmhf01gne-5AcUZXjW36PLfRBaIypl-zVtGSHf0zqgLDIo7-UVplarxZrqmhTRTOHWq_PKePfyBrII8/s320/P1010098.JPG" border="0" /></a> Abby is the middle child in the picture. First time to take the field. It was a little confusing but she did great. </p><p> </p><p>GO ABBY. . . GO ARVEST BLUE JAYS<br /></p>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-54625374952350326672008-04-13T22:46:00.001-05:002008-04-13T23:10:23.026-05:00MIAI have posted a lot about Abby lately, namely because it was her birthday and because she has had a lot of firsts this month. I do have a few pics of Mia that have made us laugh. She is definitely growing up fast. She makes us laugh and pull out our hair all in the same minute. I love to hear her talk about "our baby" and when she says her name, "Paige Alan" I could about cry. The other day she was looking at all the ultrasound pictures and was describing the pictures to me. "Here is the head, her back, her foot. . etc." It was precious and I know that she will be a great middle child who loves both her sisters very much. So much will change for her this year. Abby will be off to school five days a week and a new baby will be moving into Mia's old room. It does make me sad sometimes, I just dont want her left out. Mia, however, will never let herself be left out. She asserts herself without any problem. I do love her and her personality.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQjMMF9sJk1dMgCn-lai0cHybU8bhY0YJxf0dQrXSyySjzyCYWc0e2qDJtbkc6ePmEoS_E3jNI_53BJzbVdsqk2UcfHo40G_6LSeoaV6ukWtfMSzjvzKd3PwEil3fy5ODIu6G5o4Cyq3A/s1600-h/P1010006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188945343080935954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQjMMF9sJk1dMgCn-lai0cHybU8bhY0YJxf0dQrXSyySjzyCYWc0e2qDJtbkc6ePmEoS_E3jNI_53BJzbVdsqk2UcfHo40G_6LSeoaV6ukWtfMSzjvzKd3PwEil3fy5ODIu6G5o4Cyq3A/s320/P1010006.JPG" border="0" /></a> Mia got mad at us for something the other day, honestly none of us could figure out what we had done. She headed to her room and closed the door. I found her in her chair and she informed me she was reading her Bible. Notice the little pout on her face. At least she went to her Bible for some comfort. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPXj3h1UaSGF08wyF10PrhKRcLOBEx5Hbux6oGOntUZsZcvJV5LUyRehYzNrniKznRlJBWuZxEKcKieIW3uO7ibSUeN0pqvLnwiKuOt3UDDlUu7g2lki7V-vBQefF43nsg7ox5nYy7nO0/s1600-h/P1010087.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188945347375903266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPXj3h1UaSGF08wyF10PrhKRcLOBEx5Hbux6oGOntUZsZcvJV5LUyRehYzNrniKznRlJBWuZxEKcKieIW3uO7ibSUeN0pqvLnwiKuOt3UDDlUu7g2lki7V-vBQefF43nsg7ox5nYy7nO0/s320/P1010087.JPG" border="0" /></a> Mia came in to the kitchen all ready for bed in this pic. We love the pjs and the headband is the best part of the outfit. Honestly, the pictures do not do it any justice. I kept trying to get her to let me take a picture, but she would not look up at me. Finally after some bribing, I got her to. I love the hands clasped to her chest. Mia, you never fail to make me and daddy laugh. You have your own style, your own timing and definitely your own sense of humor. You can defy me with a look one minute, run off and hide when I call you the next and then curl up next to me with your NiNi and warm my heart. You still let me and daddy hold you when you have woken up from sleep. You are our baby still in so many ways but are growing into this little girl so quickly. I can hardly believe that you will be three this summer. Thank you for what you bring to our family and thank you God that you let her be a part of our family. She is priceless!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWTGnBW5xvcj0rNxT9UtYTCM9nDe7jQ0TtXB1d1oRFuNN9F2d5ZfZJIoAKALiStkE_nTpAGDIUTUeGBp1JkeQdl976a_AkFlubXC1WUnPjLurWUKo_Yx0DNhQL4JDKzWSWnkZm3Nfa8MY/s1600-h/P1010090.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188945355965837890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWTGnBW5xvcj0rNxT9UtYTCM9nDe7jQ0TtXB1d1oRFuNN9F2d5ZfZJIoAKALiStkE_nTpAGDIUTUeGBp1JkeQdl976a_AkFlubXC1WUnPjLurWUKo_Yx0DNhQL4JDKzWSWnkZm3Nfa8MY/s320/P1010090.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-8879192232922684612008-04-13T22:31:00.001-05:002008-04-13T22:46:06.392-05:00THE TOOTH FAIRY<span style="color:#000000;">Sunday March 30th, Abby lost her first tooth. Daddy and Abby went into the bathroom and about five minutes later she came out and showed me the tooth. She did not cry at all. I am so proud of her and of Greg. He is much braver than me. The whole idea of pulling out something that is attached to bone and gums about makes me sick. Greg had a great moment as a father. Abby was a champ! We found my old tooth fairy pillow and attached a little envelope to it and put it by her pillow for the tooth fairy to come. She could not stop smiling or sticking her tongue into the hole and feeling it. She said it felt weird. Then there were several questions about what the tooth fairy actually does with the teeth she takes home. I had few ideas but Abby thinks that she makes them into stars. . . .saved by her imagination. After tucking her in, she fell asleep quickly and the next morning she came running into our room with her sweet grin and informed us the tooth fairy had come. She left Abby a note and two dollars. Another first for Abby... you sure are keeping us on our toes these days. We love you. </span><br /><u><span style="color:#0000ff;"></span></u><br /><u><span style="color:#0000ff;"></span></u><br /><u><span style="color:#0000ff;"></span></u><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHXZZflICfVve-Xh_AsfpY5B7PXPTZDrR4zJ51p58hOGofYgPHjFBo77T658QFIH7h5MqF04S8Otpa4QisIYcNVWfsWxl6DMowO4ckvThd81bNTR16HoFDsuJBPToHizH1BfmTUtef2fw/s1600-h/P1010080.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188939385961296338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHXZZflICfVve-Xh_AsfpY5B7PXPTZDrR4zJ51p58hOGofYgPHjFBo77T658QFIH7h5MqF04S8Otpa4QisIYcNVWfsWxl6DMowO4ckvThd81bNTR16HoFDsuJBPToHizH1BfmTUtef2fw/s320/P1010080.JPG" border="0" /></a> The puller and the patient. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdenkfnGPknk6BjPysSadQQzFV9Mph5pSk1VswVu-WiD7eieutCGv5O6WSBrRzMmQ_ydx362H-auJIsum5IIsdB3yu6PWxx9sOWf96PQJR-y4KW8NYSgIPrZ3x-eiKKPMZT6YinW0CAt4/s1600-h/P1010081.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188939390256263650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdenkfnGPknk6BjPysSadQQzFV9Mph5pSk1VswVu-WiD7eieutCGv5O6WSBrRzMmQ_ydx362H-auJIsum5IIsdB3yu6PWxx9sOWf96PQJR-y4KW8NYSgIPrZ3x-eiKKPMZT6YinW0CAt4/s320/P1010081.JPG" border="0" /></a> All done and no tears!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicv39B62Z5nrgPNV-ZdtwevXxudH30Z0jqlXTrxfQNz_lr-dP1WlUj-ArTHu_7Jiy5mfrDYwpiOgbzvtWMrNQD8R5boEREOdwWNYmXyUHi7XL3RZvwi8Jw2aJQWKhM3bo3Ofn3WN0b40A/s1600-h/P1010082.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188939394551230962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicv39B62Z5nrgPNV-ZdtwevXxudH30Z0jqlXTrxfQNz_lr-dP1WlUj-ArTHu_7Jiy5mfrDYwpiOgbzvtWMrNQD8R5boEREOdwWNYmXyUHi7XL3RZvwi8Jw2aJQWKhM3bo3Ofn3WN0b40A/s320/P1010082.JPG" border="0" /></a> Look mom, here is my tooth.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1VQAV92Co63CSfCoT02FZddWCb6WNBEek1-ZnwQq8y7JOuRLKNzomiNwOWtUiaM6VS4RjRqBhp9rZhuoClW8MYBzl5PchHjBDohrMc_c5n1aYLw3FdeAaMElXVBZjv17cJrzG0x4ziL4/s1600-h/P1010083.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188939398846198274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1VQAV92Co63CSfCoT02FZddWCb6WNBEek1-ZnwQq8y7JOuRLKNzomiNwOWtUiaM6VS4RjRqBhp9rZhuoClW8MYBzl5PchHjBDohrMc_c5n1aYLw3FdeAaMElXVBZjv17cJrzG0x4ziL4/s320/P1010083.JPG" border="0" /></a> Waiting for the tooth fairy. <br /><div></div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-19372061655789068362008-04-13T21:59:00.001-05:002008-04-13T22:31:25.674-05:00BOWLING WITH THE WHOLE FAMILYOn Sunday we got together with the Thurman family and the Myers family to have a birthday bowling party for Abby. It has been a long time since we were all together. My girls are blessed beyond measure to have a family like ours. We always have a great time together. Bop was the winner of the games. My mom, Kristine, Julia and I think all the kids beat Greg. There was some intense competition. Both Aunt KK and Aunt JuJu sustained some minor injuries from the party, but have recovered nicely. . .DONT CROSS THE FOUL LINE!!! It was a good ending to Abby's birthday weekend. <br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTNXi5bO1LcXoua-NgtshfEmOpS1NrncjBdPPXELKC4B6jP8AUxWEiP8shwrDQ44hF1idtTXpWm2i1cpW-ok66p1jXLHcpynpHhhEJwCGTt48aKDeu2Vppa14IVuyD58xP9iIZhmm0qCA/s1600-h/P1010068.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188935524785697186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTNXi5bO1LcXoua-NgtshfEmOpS1NrncjBdPPXELKC4B6jP8AUxWEiP8shwrDQ44hF1idtTXpWm2i1cpW-ok66p1jXLHcpynpHhhEJwCGTt48aKDeu2Vppa14IVuyD58xP9iIZhmm0qCA/s320/P1010068.JPG" border="0" /></a> JD and Megan made sure that ABBY was set with Webkinz. The elephant was named Horton after the movie we went and saw with them. Thanks JD and Megan.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIbxCisMWJGo1FBr6ai0H89dX6-OUY4YoxgDQamJ4sE6oml_gjzDySP4alZV8n5aUbWdNWeD_wxCmiw3s_Vzjc2lTZTtGsaD-pG-FNonTwfmNgf2tsPtpeAvqhHJb00O6-VEKbO4LKZSg/s1600-h/P1010071.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188935533375631794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIbxCisMWJGo1FBr6ai0H89dX6-OUY4YoxgDQamJ4sE6oml_gjzDySP4alZV8n5aUbWdNWeD_wxCmiw3s_Vzjc2lTZTtGsaD-pG-FNonTwfmNgf2tsPtpeAvqhHJb00O6-VEKbO4LKZSg/s320/P1010071.JPG" border="0" /></a> MaMa, Grandaddy and Liz and Allison hooked Abby up with accessories for her American Girl doll that she got from us. Abby was all about the brush, clothes and ice skates. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrm6n-M9aODnBbZsxCTyQQgKqMGH9cb9r2IPDPN36HubOxzXtYP7Jzy8cVrNMD7AmiPqkqR4-40qYN33Mqm5SutYUHMlxyc70j69Lr9Tlp1j0-1sIuBku2ke2CBYC4EJiv46LNtcSykRU/s1600-h/P1010079.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188935537670599106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrm6n-M9aODnBbZsxCTyQQgKqMGH9cb9r2IPDPN36HubOxzXtYP7Jzy8cVrNMD7AmiPqkqR4-40qYN33Mqm5SutYUHMlxyc70j69Lr9Tlp1j0-1sIuBku2ke2CBYC4EJiv46LNtcSykRU/s320/P1010079.JPG" border="0" /></a> Honey and PaPa got Abby the Barbie Mariposa movie she had been asking for. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM69SD92O41GwVbJKq-NAC9FUH_rvcezfmvC9Qikf5j5BwGRiL6JDqoH6eF_ynt3XkwObsoxOBOlsGA5idygKRW0-E0uosWMpkkI0CXqRje-lNiRSmVehWr45nwJdmKqLs2as9dihyKM4/s1600-h/P1010041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188931813933953362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM69SD92O41GwVbJKq-NAC9FUH_rvcezfmvC9Qikf5j5BwGRiL6JDqoH6eF_ynt3XkwObsoxOBOlsGA5idygKRW0-E0uosWMpkkI0CXqRje-lNiRSmVehWr45nwJdmKqLs2as9dihyKM4/s320/P1010041.JPG" border="0" /></a> Abby giving us her sweet smile at the bowling alley. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmfJt614wmnofQ7gH8rX9tcQw3jzpSMeaRxYdlFZWDcV9Apo1UQNONu3V0Wil8Uhqrwkh4TqmPCwNzrl4ThINNTU6R7QB9roVRULDT6GFQejGscFt-NhgyhT6la7b6mlqTOn0KWE3ftpg/s1600-h/P1010045.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188931818228920674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmfJt614wmnofQ7gH8rX9tcQw3jzpSMeaRxYdlFZWDcV9Apo1UQNONu3V0Wil8Uhqrwkh4TqmPCwNzrl4ThINNTU6R7QB9roVRULDT6GFQejGscFt-NhgyhT6la7b6mlqTOn0KWE3ftpg/s320/P1010045.JPG" border="0" /></a> Dwight and Ma Ma discuss strategy. KK gets ready for a bowl and Julia looks like she is getting ready to warm up. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTUtNSXcgbZtD1i8DiokDMKhjJHvibIaP2xMfnRbTkP3nXUoew1ZC5pRxMepigpT0Qnj8_qFneX0od6KOl7Cdm3VAFZwXD40u4zOkV1aBrzFd10Cr4iBwls17O6u1Zzjam5mrUdW8YcOE/s1600-h/P1010054.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188931822523887986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTUtNSXcgbZtD1i8DiokDMKhjJHvibIaP2xMfnRbTkP3nXUoew1ZC5pRxMepigpT0Qnj8_qFneX0od6KOl7Cdm3VAFZwXD40u4zOkV1aBrzFd10Cr4iBwls17O6u1Zzjam5mrUdW8YcOE/s320/P1010054.JPG" border="0" /></a> Abby watches as Liz helps Mia bowl. What would we do without the cousins!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfbxm0F9v5PV_aC8J34ndv-tImwXKwysXExUvNNrALZTOSMO2cqFvUEJv2gW6T3TPQ7rzfiT4rL_tYC_3_4FVWWrCHjb2efmVmXK72DBS0LFBC5eNVeGSM19oceYSwIQzog467KdATNqw/s1600-h/P1010058.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188931831113822594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfbxm0F9v5PV_aC8J34ndv-tImwXKwysXExUvNNrALZTOSMO2cqFvUEJv2gW6T3TPQ7rzfiT4rL_tYC_3_4FVWWrCHjb2efmVmXK72DBS0LFBC5eNVeGSM19oceYSwIQzog467KdATNqw/s320/P1010058.JPG" border="0" /></a> Greg and Julia catch up. Abby requested that daddy wear his "Africa" shirt to bowl in. He actually got it in Jamaica. . . oh well.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivO54_G-LYqWfLNxhWDhGCoaNBkUw-w-n9CO1YtVbh-ucWq2hLROw_AHwkIRy3QXODdIpp9vGEXMcMqQfYYXtrmgDRXyE1_WLZLioxPFnrQ9jrjovrKkdTmi_82SneN1H_ixhTkTMu9VA/s1600-h/P1010061.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188931835408789906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivO54_G-LYqWfLNxhWDhGCoaNBkUw-w-n9CO1YtVbh-ucWq2hLROw_AHwkIRy3QXODdIpp9vGEXMcMqQfYYXtrmgDRXyE1_WLZLioxPFnrQ9jrjovrKkdTmi_82SneN1H_ixhTkTMu9VA/s320/P1010061.JPG" border="0" /></a> Uncle Bop whips all of us. Not sure if he will be invited back. You know we are kidding BOP. <br /></div><div> </div><div><br /><div></div></div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-49180556857261386052008-04-13T21:43:00.001-05:002008-04-13T21:59:28.815-05:00BOPBOP, this is a shout out to you!!!!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPAcNkPtJWEH3fNy5tDD4TMfLahddn_Qn0vXCOEJN-Mueb2O9S42je9_PmjopWXrJeDcrx8_C7UBxf1Gf8-5keFaY0uWMoCsKnbpC3dMETFCI96obzeUxJXsuVmOQCSvKmfJYY36mByLQ/s1600-h/P1010008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188926737282609458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPAcNkPtJWEH3fNy5tDD4TMfLahddn_Qn0vXCOEJN-Mueb2O9S42je9_PmjopWXrJeDcrx8_C7UBxf1Gf8-5keFaY0uWMoCsKnbpC3dMETFCI96obzeUxJXsuVmOQCSvKmfJYY36mByLQ/s320/P1010008.JPG" border="0" /></a> I think, well I know, that we have waited almost five years for this picture. For those of you who dont know, Bop (Jerod) is my brother in law, married to Brooke for almost three years now. They live in Illinois, so we dont see them that often. He has been around since before Abby was born. For at least the first three years of Abby's life, maybe a little longer, we could hardly get Abby to look at Bop. She was uncharicteristically shy around him and honestly if a three year old can have a crush on someone, she did on him. Anyway, she has come around slowly but surely. The icebreaker was when we told her that Bop could fix her broken Ken doll and she called him and asked him to fix it for her. He came down with some crazy glue and fixed him right up. Things have oblviously gotten better for the two. Mia has also been slow to hop on the Bop bandwagon, but she has not been as shy. Anyway, Bop and B came home for Abby's birthday party. This picture was taken after naptime. Mia had already planted herself on Bops lap and they had been snuggling for quite a while when Abby decided she needed to join them. I think it is one of my most favorite pics of the girls now. I think that baby Paige wont need anytime to get used to hanging out in Uncle Bop's lap. We love you Uncle Bop!!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBpiSWnExJHZyLdAahOE_2xrqLkfb9yDngpZYe9I_vwJ-T-onamUNUD4sN4JnIHEuVTjTrlKBy7XrZ2yzu_CeQMShXhitRfO4BybYTjOKD1IGjQLozLeVNkIf-N9X931LY78R-BbiOhNA/s1600-h/P1010064.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188926741577576770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBpiSWnExJHZyLdAahOE_2xrqLkfb9yDngpZYe9I_vwJ-T-onamUNUD4sN4JnIHEuVTjTrlKBy7XrZ2yzu_CeQMShXhitRfO4BybYTjOKD1IGjQLozLeVNkIf-N9X931LY78R-BbiOhNA/s320/P1010064.JPG" border="0" /></a> Uncle Bop and B drove nine hours to hang out with us for Abby's fifth birthday. We sure do love them. <br /><div></div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-17764506912001658552008-04-13T21:17:00.000-05:002008-04-13T21:43:06.199-05:00HANNAH MONTANA BIRTHDAYAbby turned 5 this year. It is truly amazing how quickly this birthday has come and gone. It is such a milestone for her and for us. Five means kindergarten, five days a week, new experiences, new influences. Our days of two day a week school and the freedom to do what we want to most days are coming to an end. But the excitement of school and Abby's new experiences are just beginning and we look forward in anticipation to the adventure! Back to the birthday.<br /><br />Abby had been asking since about November, which is when Anna turned five, for a Hannah Montana birthday. Well you know that we obliged! We really had a good time getting it ready for her. We cleaned out the upstairs playroom, made a backdrop, borrowed the McCredy's stage, Elizabeth and Allison's karaoke machine and got ready to party. She had five of her friends over to celebrate. Anna, Claire, Jessica, Caroline and Lauren. I am telling you we had a great time. The girls made rock start leather bracelets with Aunt KK and Aunt B and then we headed upstairs for some singing and dancing. Rebecca had given me the great idea of having blow up guitars for them and the girls loved them. It was crazy but oooooh so worth it. Abby had a great time.<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj75OOVbDvYywl1nOuX5usGSyG3P1dqvBxtyvSXccUijOfuK0VG8nmJbSn8YwOgTuB6h9SIlZyz6RPd_rdVJ6iCw4Fkptrz-J0ibvt0SvjGvmG4PiZ11Ao64HDnDdFjHlvep27dkEBz59s/s1600-h/P1010003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188921652041330914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj75OOVbDvYywl1nOuX5usGSyG3P1dqvBxtyvSXccUijOfuK0VG8nmJbSn8YwOgTuB6h9SIlZyz6RPd_rdVJ6iCw4Fkptrz-J0ibvt0SvjGvmG4PiZ11Ao64HDnDdFjHlvep27dkEBz59s/s320/P1010003.JPG" border="0" /></a>Abby is getting the mic ready for her debut. She was so excited to see the stage and the decorations. Of course Hannah Montana and High School Musical were at the top of the playlist! </p><p><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG6uk4gGnzkX9axmnZpx-kkEJz_Rl3KGZqh0apIz_VFQm_zJMz0FhsU3Rtr7Jwy-Ex_aPOxy6Creu5xB4V9TNovwglctqGxM9PJKqg1qQh3cz7ZO6Bu2S4jhFPqy5AsnOoQrG9L0HY8kA/s1600-h/P1010017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188921656336298226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG6uk4gGnzkX9axmnZpx-kkEJz_Rl3KGZqh0apIz_VFQm_zJMz0FhsU3Rtr7Jwy-Ex_aPOxy6Creu5xB4V9TNovwglctqGxM9PJKqg1qQh3cz7ZO6Bu2S4jhFPqy5AsnOoQrG9L0HY8kA/s320/P1010017.JPG" border="0" /></a> The girls took a break from the partying to have some cake. Abby insisted on chocolate cake and chocolate ice cream. I love that about her.</p><p><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnMjpjGLaGei_xN2aijP9ySEfa1x77qaMSDUzomHgl2qrizK7ou0yldW5GvwLBdMQuaYV5Yjb7rbMhGpw2syHXles6r91UGlMXuCAbSUUwjXtw9dlP15mNVY7RZkBT37KSVKTS5VIS_JE/s1600-h/P1010026.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188921660631265538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnMjpjGLaGei_xN2aijP9ySEfa1x77qaMSDUzomHgl2qrizK7ou0yldW5GvwLBdMQuaYV5Yjb7rbMhGpw2syHXles6r91UGlMXuCAbSUUwjXtw9dlP15mNVY7RZkBT37KSVKTS5VIS_JE/s320/P1010026.JPG" border="0" /></a> Claire, Abby, Becca and Mia are rocking out. Abby has on a birthday necklace that she got while in Florida. I cannot believe that she remembered to put it on. </p><p><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfVL2RhehUcZmB5J6hyphenhyphenN_tXCwJyo0oGjXMGhIfBiwDTrzp3zxPO3VRmqjKZp9MAjkina13rDdbLv9GnKGwoCsPp2ia-G6pH_OsoldgKFK2liKY6gg8_kFUyiKjpqSEywtsvgGfFUUUTrw/s1600-h/P1010022.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188921664926232850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfVL2RhehUcZmB5J6hyphenhyphenN_tXCwJyo0oGjXMGhIfBiwDTrzp3zxPO3VRmqjKZp9MAjkina13rDdbLv9GnKGwoCsPp2ia-G6pH_OsoldgKFK2liKY6gg8_kFUyiKjpqSEywtsvgGfFUUUTrw/s320/P1010022.JPG" border="0" /></a> PUMPING UP THE PARTY NOW!!!!!</p><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKzsiKDHuZ1IvOjxbocpXWpygOEZ8bxUn-uthN6D9kl-FQqNrJ4OU5ZhOUJHdaIbmMcd7zOqLH9J8NfpZrrtbYOYQ2rPGaPm14nFZzu-ZMAgZb_VMhbxYyMEocAr-DwXCCydAimntM_oU/s1600-h/P1010037.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188921673516167458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKzsiKDHuZ1IvOjxbocpXWpygOEZ8bxUn-uthN6D9kl-FQqNrJ4OU5ZhOUJHdaIbmMcd7zOqLH9J8NfpZrrtbYOYQ2rPGaPm14nFZzu-ZMAgZb_VMhbxYyMEocAr-DwXCCydAimntM_oU/s320/P1010037.JPG" border="0" /></a> Opening presents. I love this pic because since Abby's first birthday Anna has been right next to her opening her presents with her. I serioulsy have five years of at least one picture just like this. Anna, I hope you are there for many many more. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ABBY</p>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358231472937952930.post-2021076114735979462008-04-06T21:50:00.000-05:002008-04-06T22:17:19.571-05:00ABBY'S WORDShref="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCzupabiFbC934_D73Rx2gLdVqGzNe-Ljrc1e6v4TwhVkQcc1jjOOAklAjQPAW15pnhS-nYvvpJ07Za3cb27sGRqmBr3Zwte9XdOSVe7ma-eiK6iSCnpBmuw8Ei6V0JNeV_tj5LKo0eyE/s1600-h/PC090041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186336121876847426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCzupabiFbC934_D73Rx2gLdVqGzNe-Ljrc1e6v4TwhVkQcc1jjOOAklAjQPAW15pnhS-nYvvpJ07Za3cb27sGRqmBr3Zwte9XdOSVe7ma-eiK6iSCnpBmuw8Ei6V0JNeV_tj5LKo0eyE/s320/PC090041.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div>I am going a little out of order today because I dont have all my pictures up yet but I had to write about a few things that the Abby has done lately. The other day she and I were having a talk about private parts. . . there is a longer story, but we wont get into it. Anyway, I mentioned that girl's "chests" are also considered private and she looked at me and said as serioulsy as she could "mom, no they aren't, boobs dont poop or pee." I about rolled out of her bed and later could not stop laughing at her logic. Ah, the things they will say. Then today we were talking to her about getting a dog or rather the fact that we did not have one. I told her that some day we would absolutely have a dog and she looked at me and said no we wont mom. I said Abby why do you think that and she said because I just know, I have visions. Greg and I looked at each other and could not stop laughing at her. I think we have probably watched enough "That's so raven" for now.<br />Anyway, she just gets me tickled and when I share these little stories with my mom, she says you need to write them down. So I guess I have for all the world to see. Sorry Abby:)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzrvNObI2y4ElfZo4jjbrrGrzFSKqeYiZQiOOKNSZUnWzGCUkEnXSd-CclSByOS8YYfKiWS3u3Q4Q45bgh6Vp06VskEd28dbLzYJUjiKKku2U_K4pLesbdDWscqrZF359OSHp0YnObNK4/s1600-h/PC140137.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186336611503119186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzrvNObI2y4ElfZo4jjbrrGrzFSKqeYiZQiOOKNSZUnWzGCUkEnXSd-CclSByOS8YYfKiWS3u3Q4Q45bgh6Vp06VskEd28dbLzYJUjiKKku2U_K4pLesbdDWscqrZF359OSHp0YnObNK4/s320/PC140137.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a></div><br /></div></a>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11635009526652799701noreply@blogger.com0